Chapter 82 Adding Another Room for My Husband
Don't do anything?
The helmsman Shi Boyu was very dissatisfied with Sun Xiaoan's answer: "The dance hall was blown up, and the Geng Family Medicine Store was burned down. Are we going to leave this matter alone?"
Sun Xiaoan shook his head repeatedly and said: "Master, this may not be the same thing at all.
"Why are they not the same thing? There was a fight between the Geng Family Medicine Store and the Yu Family Clothing Store. The Geng Family Medicine Store must have been set up by a man-in-law.
I sent people to keep an eye on the Yu family's cloth shop, but the dance hall was bombed. Wasn't this the man's revenge? "
Sun Xiao'an held the hookah and sighed: "Head of the family, I still say the same thing, the old lady doesn't have the ability to blow up the dance hall. What does Du Hongxi do for a living? Can he fall into the hands of the old lady?
Even if the Geng Family Medicine Store was run by a man-in-law, it was still a grudge between her and Geng Zhiwei. Since Geng Zhiwei is dead, the grudge is over. "
Shi Boyu became more and more dissatisfied: "Why did you call me over? We, Jiang Xianggang, take care of the Geng Family Medicine Store, but now that a life has been lost, we are just watching and ignoring it?"
Sun Xiaoan shook his head and said: "How can you say that you don't care? Don't we have enough care? Three of the four people in charge at the helm have gone. Isn't this enough face?"
Going back further, the lady-in-law killed Rong Jinan, and Geng Zhiwei killed more than a dozen of her subordinates, and then went to Baixiang Village and burned her old house. The lady-in-law did not dare to say a word and hid. Dare to show her face, what do you think she is afraid of? Isn’t it the reputation of our Jiang Xiang Gang that we are afraid of?
We gave the Geng family enough face, but it was Geng Zhiwei who lost his life because he didn't know what to do. Who can we blame for this? "
Shi Boyu remained calm and silent, and Sun Xiaoan continued: "As for the dance hall, it may have something to do with Fatty Qin. As for the relationship between Fatty Qin and the man-in-law, we don't know."
Shi Boyu asked: "Who is this Fatty Qin?"
Sun Xiaoan put a handful of tobacco leaves into the hookah and took a puff: "I have never heard of him before, but now he is from the Sanying Clan.
I don’t know if you have heard of the reputation of Sanyingmen in Green Water Bay. If this matter has anything to do with Sanyingmen, we cannot act rashly. "
Shi Boyu was silent for a while and said: "Wait for the hall master's instructions."
He didn't agree with Sun Xiao'an's statement, and Sun Xiao'an didn't say anything more and just continued to smoke his hookah.
In the afternoon, the hall master sent someone to the helm. Shi Boyu was dressed neatly and was about to go to see the hall master. The person told Shi Boyu: "There is no need to see the hall master. The hall master said that the matter will be over.
Don't interfere with the affairs of the Geng family medicine store, and don't interfere with the affairs of the Yu family cloth store. Use Jia Quansheng as a scapegoat, and ask the old man of the Geng family for a sum of money to rebuild the dance hall. "
Shi Boyu was stunned when he heard this: "Is this how to deal with this matter?"
The messenger took out a letter: "Master Shi, this is given to you by the hall master. He also told you to calm down your heart and quicken your hands. Calm your heart first, and then settle things. The rest Process step by step.”
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Li Banfeng slept in the portable room until the afternoon. He woke up due to urination and was about to go out for convenience. Suddenly he saw Zhou Yujuan, the owner of the dance studio, standing by the bed with an expressionless face.
How did she survive?
Li Banfeng stood up immediately and picked up the sickle beside his pillow.
Chi chi chi~
The record player sounded: "Hey, husband, don't be afraid, this woman has been subdued by the slave, and she will serve her husband wholeheartedly in the future."
Conquer?
"Didn't you eat her?"
"The soul has been eaten, leaving her with a body and some spirituality, but it can still be of some use."
"What is the use?"
Chichi~
The jukebox cleared its throat: "Husband, please bring that bitch Honglian, choose a good weapon, and refine it together, so that you can add a magic weapon to the officials."
"What kind of magic weapon?"
"It depends on Guren's ability."
Use weapons and corpses to refine magic weapons.
Li Banfeng scratched his scalp.
"What kind of weapon is suitable?"
"That pair of scissors yesterday was pretty good. It was a spiritual weapon!"
Li Banfeng said in surprise: "That pair of scissors can kill enemies on its own initiative. Isn't it also a magic weapon?"
The record player patiently explained: "The officials don't know something. The magic weapon is pearls and jade. They are sensible, have temperament, know the situation, recognize the master, and can make progress.
A spiritual weapon can only be regarded as a jade in the rough. It is dull and ignorant and does not recognize its owner. There is a huge difference between the two levels. "
It turns out that there is such a difference between magic weapons and spiritual weapons.
Li Banfeng took out the copper lotus flower from the outer room. The petals were open and there were three lotus seeds inside. This was yesterday's harvest.
One of them belonged to Du Hongxi, a Nightmare Cultivator on the second floor. The lotus seeds exploded, and four Xuan Chi Pills appeared.
The number of refining pills increases exponentially with the cultivation level. If one day he kills a ninth-level person, wouldn't he be able to refine 512 Xuan Chi Pills?
One Xuan Chi Pill can be exchanged for ten days of practice, and 512 Xuan Chi Pills can be exchanged for more than 5,000 days of practice, which is equivalent to a direct improvement of one and a half levels of cultivation.
What are you thinking about?
Kill the ninth floor?
Is the ninth floor so easy to kill?
The next two lotus seeds exploded one after another, each exploding two Xuanchi Pills. Together, Li Banfeng had a total of twenty-four Xuanchi Pills.
It's not bad to save it slowly like this. With the Zihuan Pill, you can earn nine months' time. If you continue to earn like this, you can quickly earn a year's worth of cultivation.
Of course, it would be even more perfect if we could make the move smoothly, exchange the money, and go directly back to other states.
Putting the elixir into the cloth bag, Li Banfeng placed the copper lotus flower next to Zhou Yujuan's body, and placed the blood-stained scissors next to Zhou Yujuan.
Honglian sensed this and took Zhou Yujuan away, ignoring the scissors.
Banglanglang~
The record player exclaimed: "Oh, husband, stop the bitch Honglian quickly. She wanted to save trouble and only refined the corpse. After a while, it became two Xuanchi Pills, which are not very useful!"
Stop the copper lotus?
Is it so easy to stop?
The petals have closed, and Li Banfeng doesn't know how to open them.
The record player shouted angrily: "This bitch doesn't know what's good for her. Don't be afraid, husband. I will take charge of the family rules for you. I will beat her!"
When she heard that she was going to be beaten, the copper lotus got angry, and dewdrops flew all over her body, and she didn't let Li Banfeng get close.
The record player was furious: "Hey, husband, look at how you spoiled this bitch, and now you don't take you seriously. I will discipline you well!"
The steam rolled and burned the copper lotus red.
The copper lotus sprayed dew, hitting the trumpet of the record player, making a dinging sound.
"Oh, what a slut," the record player roared, "husband, help me!"
"Okay!" Li Banfeng agreed and ran to the outer room.
The record player screamed: "Husband, where are you going? Husband, you left me behind!"
Li Banfeng closed the door, lit a candle, and quietly read the newspaper beside the table.
Family affairs are all about human relationships, not fighting and killing. Wait until they calm down, and then have a good talk with them.
After waiting for an hour, there was no movement outside the door, and Li Banfeng returned to the main room carefully.
The steam had not yet dissipated, and the copper lotus had not cooled down.
The record player sobbed softly: "Flowers wither and fly all over the sky, who will pity them when they fade and lose their fragrance? The floating silk is softly tied to the spring pavilion, and the falling catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtain."
"Burial of Flowers".
One of the most sad songs in Provence.
"My dear, you don't have to feel so wronged, do you?"
The record player cried, "My dear, you are so cruel. That bitch is arrogant and domineering. I am in charge of the family rules for you, but you don't help me."
She said this as if she had suffered a great loss.
Although she didn't experience the battle, judging from the situation, there was not even a scratch on the record player, and the copper lotus was still red.
"Family affairs, all family affairs." Li Banfeng persuaded her, but saw the lotus slowly open its petals.
There was a lotus seed in the lotus heart.
The copper lotus only ate the corpse, not the scissors. Logically, it could only refine two red pills.
But when the lotus seed exploded, a golden earring popped out.
Li Banfeng picked up the earring and looked at it. The whole ring was the same size as the big silver coin, with a gap in the middle, which was used to hang on the ear.
Where did this earring come from?
Li Banfeng thought carefully and it seemed that this earring had always been worn on Zhou Yujuan's ear, and Li Banfeng forgot to take it off.
The copper lotus ate the corpse and left the earrings behind. What does this mean?
Chi Chi~
The record player couldn't help laughing: "Hey, husband, the earrings have been worn by this peeping cultivator for a long time. Maybe they have some spirituality. The red lotus is useful. The earrings and the peeping cultivator are refined into magic weapons together."
Li Banfeng asked: "What is the use of this earring?"
"This woman was a peeping cultivator in her lifetime. She has the good ability of hearing the wind. Husband, if you wear this earring on your ear, you can get 70% of the skill of that bitch."
Wear this and you will have hearing the wind?
Li Banfeng quickly pinched the earring on his earlobe.
Although he didn't have pierced ears, the earrings were very heavy and it hurt to hang on his ears.
After listening for a while, Li Banfeng heard nothing.
"My wife, this thing doesn't work?"
"Hey, husband, you are a home cultivator, she is a peeping cultivator, the ways are different, the mechanisms are different."
Li Banfeng took off her earrings and said, "Isn't it still useless?"
"My husband, don't worry, put your ear close to my ear!"
"You want to rub your ears again?" Li Banfeng was a little resistant.
Chi Chi~
The record player felt a little wronged: "My husband, do you have a new lover outside and dislike me, the old one?"
"I don't dislike it, I just think my wife is too eager..."
Before she finished speaking, the record player cried loudly: "My little slave has a miserable life, my little slave has a miserable life~~"
Chi Chi!
A large piece of steam fell on Li Banfeng.
Li Banfeng was in great pain all over, as if he had taken off a layer of skin.
She was serious!
Why did this record player suddenly go crazy?
Li Banfeng didn't think much about it and ran out the door.
Before she could run to the door, she heard the record player crying: "Husband, where are you going? Husband, do you really not want me anymore? Husband!"
The crying was shrill and the steam was rolling.
Li Banfeng lost consciousness in the heat.
Didn't we get along well with this record player before?
Didn't we get along well with each other before?
Why did she turn against me so easily...
In the middle of the night, Li Banfeng woke up from the singing.
"In autumn, the lotus flowers are fragrant.
The girl dreams of her hometown every night.
When she wakes up, she doesn't see her parents.
She only sees the bright moonlight in front of the window."
"Four Seasons Song".
Why did she sing "Four Seasons Song"?
I can still hear the singing.
I'm still alive. She didn't kill me.
Wait, don't be blindly optimistic.
Maybe I'm just a soul left, or even my soul has been swallowed by her.
Li Banfeng struggled to get up and looked at the surrounding environment with the light of the steam record player.
It's Suishenju, I'm still in Suishenju, not in the big speaker of the record player.
Li Banfeng touched his skin.
The skin was still there, and I could feel it.
Not only could I feel it, but it was intact, without even a burn.
Fortunately, I'm still alive.
Li Banfeng groped the wall and quietly walked towards the door. While the record player was still in a stable mood, he planned to leave Suishenju immediately.
Clang clang clang~
The singing stopped abruptly, and the gongs and drums sounded.
Li Banfeng was so scared that he pressed tightly against the wall.
He pressed too hard, and suddenly felt that there was nothing behind him, and his whole body squeezed out a hole in the wall.
Do I have such strength?
Of course not.
Li Banfeng looked carefully at the hole he had made, and the lines and corners were very neat.
This is a door!
There is another door in Suishenju!
What does one more door mean?
Li Banfeng looked around, although it was pitch black, but he could clearly feel the change in space.
There is one more room in Suishenju.
The record player sizzled and sang:
"The official is away, and the slave is panicking,
A foolish heart speaks sadly,
A woman has no husband and no master,
I will add another room for the official."
Another room?
The record player added another room to Suishenju?
How much power did she not use?
Tsk~
The record player sighed softly: "My dear, please don't be angry with me. I will offer you the second level of cultivation."
What second level of cultivation?
How come it is the second level of cultivation?
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