"Don't you see I'm busy?" Li Banfeng picked up the newspaper angrily.

"In order to save Li Lang from his homeland, who expected that the champion in the emperor list ~ Hey Lang Jun, you read at night, is this going to be the champion?"

She can also sing Huangmei Opera.

"I'm not going to be the champion, I'm going to see how many enemies I have." The more Li Banfeng read the newspaper, the more solemn his expression became.

Sneer~

The turntable spewed steam.

The record player hit the guy twice, and sang with a plate eye: "The enemy is not afraid of many, come one, the husband kills one, come two, the husband kills a pair, don't kill too hard, leave a breath, and take it home as a dish." ”

"Lady, I think so too," Li Banfeng sat next to the record player and touched the side wall of the wooden cabinet, "But my enemies, the cultivation is above me, it's not easy to kill, if I don't kill, it's not easy to find the lady's dishes." ”

Snort~

The record player sneered.

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Husband, you put your hand on my squeaky nest."

Li Banfeng hurriedly put his hand back.

Was that place a crunching nest just now?

What about other places?

Li Banfeng touched the wooden cabinet up and down, and the record player sneered and laughed.

"Bang long long ~ husband don't frolic, and listen to the slave family, since the husband is a house repair, don't walk around, stay at home with the slave family, and the cultivation will naturally come!"

Doesn't she know that I'm still a travel repairer?

Dark matter cannot be observed, making it invisible.

The record player may not really know that I am a travel repairer.

Li Banfeng took out the purple pill and asked, "Lady, I want to improve my cultivation quickly, after taking this pill, it should be of some use, right?" ”

"Where can this start, where to start, where to start~~" The record player sang, a little stuck, "Husband, give, give some engine oil to the slave family." ”

Li Banfeng hurriedly brought the lubricating oil, opened the cabinet, and carefully applied grease to the gears with a special oil brush.

"Husband~~"

The steam spewed out like a gasp.

"That gear is the important place for the little slave, the husband is gentle~"

This wheezing sound made Li Banfeng tremble.

He stared at the cabinet for a long time, blushed, and asked softly, "Lady, which gear is the most important place?" ”

The record player responded softly: "Xianggong, the gear on your left hand is just that small one, you apply more, and it is gentle~~"

Five minutes later, Li Banfeng wiped the oil on his hands, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and sat down next to the record player.

"Lady, let's get down to business, I'll listen carefully."

"Seriously? Why so serious? The record player was silent for a moment, "Husband, what do you say about these pants?" ”

"Nature is meant to be washed." Li Banfeng replied in a low voice.

The record player spewed a puff of steam, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied, but he didn't mention the matter of his pants again: "Bang long long ~ Hey, husband, this pill is called Zihuan Dan, which is worth a lot of money to ordinary people, but to husband, it is useless." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"For ordinary people, eating this pill is equivalent to having a month of cultivation."

January repair?

Li Banfeng's heart contracted violently.

A Xuanchi Pill can be exchanged for ten days of cultivation and can be sold for 150,000 yuan.

This Zihuan Pill has been practicing for a month, how much can it be sold for?

The key is not to sell money, if you eat a few more pills, your cultivation will grow a lot!

But the record player sang: "Hey, husband, you are a house cultivator, and your cultivation depends on our husband and wife to work together and work together, and it is useless to take pills!" ”

It turns out that home repairers can't take pills.

Ma Wu also said that house repair is special, and cultivation depends on the house spirit.

"Since I can't take it, let's give this pill to the lady." After speaking, Li Banfeng was about to put the pill into the water tank of the record player.

Whew~

A cloud of steam stopped Li Banfeng.

The turntable laughed twice.

"The husband is really an infatuated person, he cherishes the little slave so much, but he flatters the little slave,

This elixir, the husband or take it to the market to exchange for money, the world regards it as a treasure, in the eyes of the little slave, this is no different from the mud and sand tiles. ”

What are sediment tiles called? This pill is estimated to sell for 500,000 yuan.

Li Banfeng snorted coldly and put away the pill.

After thinking about it, if this elixir is useless for home repair, can it be used for travel repair?

Isn't it also a good thing to improve the cultivation of the brigade?

Don't let the lady see it, find a chance to take this pill another day.

Li Banfeng went to read the newspaper again, perhaps because he oiled the record player today, and the record player was particularly concerned about Li Banfeng today.

"Xianggong~ Tell me what is the origin of the enemy?"

Li Banfeng introduced several people from Jiang Xianggang: "A martial arts cultivator with a third layer is called a red stick, a penance cultivator with a second layer is called a sage, and a second-layer cultivator is called a wind patrol." ”

Snort~

The record player sneered continuously: "Whew~ The red stick pipe beats, the sages know people, patrol the wind and sentry, these years have passed, and the rules of the major gangs have not changed.

Husband, if you say that this martial arts cultivation is three layers, you still don't provoke it, fight hard, you are not his opponent,

There is something special about this way of asceticism, he refrains from house cultivation, husband, you should stay away from him,

As for this Wei Xiu, he can't spare him, don't look at him as a second-tier, his husband is still quite a chance to win. ”

This is completely consistent with Li Banfeng's thoughts.

Li Banfeng nodded: "I have yin and yang eyes, and I have some restraint on him, and the first opponent I chose is him, but he is on the second floor, and he fights directly, or I suffer." ”

"Hey, husband, he can't fight directly, he has to clean up the little ghosts around him first, since he is in the dance field, the little slave has a plan."

"Would you like to hear the lady's clever plan?"

"Husband comes up with his ears!"

Li Banfeng put his ear to the mouth of the horn, listened to the record player and slowly sang a song "Tianya Singer": "Husband~ buy an empty record, vinyl quality, with a hard stylus".

After hearing this, Li Banfeng's ears were burned red by steam.

Hard stylus?

"The lady wants to engrave a record?" Li Banfeng understood the intention of the record player.

"Bang Chang Chang ~ What the husband said is extremely true."

Li Banfeng nodded and rubbed his red ears: "In this room, there are only you and me, and no one is eavesdropping, why do you have to talk close to your ears?" ”

The record player said coquettishly: "The ears and temples are grinding, and the friendship between husband and wife is shown~~"

……

At noon the next day, Li Banfeng went to Yuanzheng Street and bought an empty record and two hard stylus at a record store.

Late at night, Li Banfeng put on a beige plaid suit and a gray top hat and came to the Xianle Dance Arena.

The Xianle Dance Ground is easy to find, just at the end of the torii street, a large open space, full of dance garden gardens, and there are no other buildings around.

As a simple teenager, Li Banfeng firmly believes that Xianle Dance Ground is a place to study music.

This place really did not disappoint Li Banfeng, with a three-story spire house, a brick and wood structure, and a combination of Chinese and Western styles.

The first layer of lines is long and straight, bright and atmospheric, the second layer of lines is rounded, and the layers are more layered in the softness, and the third layer of lines is constricted, converging on the spire, with sharp edges and corners.

Such an artistic building must be a regular business.

On the stone steps in front of the door, before the arch, two young women stepped forward to greet them.

"Sir, are there any girls you know each other?"

Li Banfeng smiled slightly: "First time." ”

The two women smiled shyly and ushered Li Banfeng into the hall.

When people ask a girl they know, it doesn't mean that the business here is not formal, and the girl may also study music here.

In the hall, the candlelight is dim, the music is melodious, and several couples of men and women are hugging and dancing on the red carpet.

Seeing that they hugged each other very tightly, Li Banfeng thought that this was a normal manifestation of being intoxicated by music.

All his attention is on music, and he is looking for a source of music.

There is no band in the hall, where does the music come from?

Next to the stairs, Li Banfeng saw a huge record player, and a man in a plain white suit was slowly shaking the rocker arm of the record player.

This is a hand-cranked record player, the speed of the music is all up to the controller, and it is very good to test the school.

Li Banfeng's brows furrowed, revealing a hint of a smile.

This is the record player he was looking for, and if there was no record player, the trip would have been in vain.

A woman approached and said with a sweet smile, "Sir, do you want to dance together?" ”

The lady took the initiative to invite the dance, and from the perspective of etiquette, Li Banfeng should not refuse.

But Li Banfeng's education since childhood did not allow him to do so.

Because he can't dance.

"I'm sorry Miss, I can't dance." Li Banfeng answered truthfully.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you." The woman grabbed Li Banfeng's hand and came to the center of the dance floor, letting Li Banfeng's arms wrap around her slender waist and slowly pacing in the dance arena with the sound of music.

It's not difficult to dance, as long as you hold it tightly and pace along with the music, Li Banfeng is a travel cultivator, and his steps are very solid.

This is a girl with a conscience, and her conscience beats together with the music in Li Banfeng's arms.

But if you dance, you can dance, don't always grope around me.

Li Banfeng's eyes never took off the record player, he felt that this record player looked much longer than the girl's Peugeot.

PS: I think you readers are the most peugeot, talk to Salad.