Don't do anything?

The helmsman Shi Boyu was very dissatisfied with Sun Xiao'an's answer: "The dance hall was blown up, and the Geng family's medicine store was burned, can you leave this matter alone?" ”

Sun Xiaoan shook his head again and again and said, "In charge, this may not be the same thing at all." ”

"Why isn't it the same thing? The Geng family medicine store and the Yu family cloth store fought, and the Geng family medicine store must have been burned by the male mother-in-law.

I sent someone to keep an eye on the Yu family's cloth shop, but the dance hall was blown up, isn't this the man's revenge? ”

Sun Xiaoan held the hookah and sighed: "The master, I still say the same thing, the male woman has no ability to blow up the dance field, what does Du Hongxi eat?" Can it be planted in the hands of a man?

Even if the Geng family's medicine store was burned by the male mother-in-law, it was also a grudge between her and Geng Zhiwei, Geng Zhiwei was dead, and this grudge was over. ”

Shi Boyu became more and more dissatisfied: "Why did you call it over?" The Geng family medicine store is our Jiang Xianggang to take care of, and now there is a life, let's watch it or not? ”

Sun Xiaoan shook his head and said, "How can you say that it doesn't matter? Do we have less to do? Three of the four stewards in the helm platform went to three, didn't you give enough face?

Going further, the male mother-in-law killed a Rong Jin'an, Geng Zhiwei killed more than a dozen subordinates of the male mother-in-law, and went to Baixiang Village to burn the male mother-in-law's old house. What you're afraid of isn't the reputation of our Jiang Xiangbang?

We have given the Geng family enough face, it was Geng Zhiwei who lost his life without knowing the proportions, who can blame for this? ”

Shi Boyu kept his face calm and didn't speak, and Sun Xiaoan continued: "As for the dance field, it may have something to do with Qin Fatzi, as for the relationship between Qin Fatzi and the male mother-in-law, we don't know." ”

Shi Boyu asked, "Who is this Qin Fat Man?" ”

Sun Xiaoan filled the hookah with a handful of tobacco leaves and took a puff: "I haven't heard of him before, but now he is a member of Sanyingmen.

I don't know if you've heard of the reputation of Sanyingmen in Greenwater, if this matter has something to do with Sanyingmen, we can't act rashly. ”

Shi Boyu was silent for a while and said, "Wait for the hall master's orders." ”

He didn't agree with Sun Xiaoan's statement, and Sun Xiaoan didn't say anything more, and smoked a hookah by himself.

In the afternoon, the hall master sent someone to the helm platform, Shi Boyu was dressed neatly, and was about to go to see the hall master, and the person who came told Shi Boyu: "You don't need to go to see the hall master, the hall master said that this matter is over,

Don't worry about the Geng family's medicine shop, don't worry about the Yu family's cloth shop, find Jia Quansheng as a scapegoat, and ask the old man of the Geng family for a sum of money to rebuild the dance hall. ”

When Shi Boyu heard this, he was stunned: "This matter is handled like this?" ”

The messenger took out a letter: "Lord Shiru, this is given to you by the hall master, and he also told you to calm down, keep your hands up, first put your heart flat, then settle things, and deal with the rest step by step." ”

……

Li Banfeng slept in the carry-on room until the afternoon, was awakened by urine, and was about to go out for convenience, when he suddenly saw Zhou Yujuan, the owner of the dance hall, standing by the bed with an expressionless face.

How did she live?

Li Banfeng immediately got up and picked up the sickle next to the pillow.

Snort~

The record player spoke: "Hey, don't be afraid, husband, this woman has been ambushed by the little slave, and she will definitely serve her husband wholeheartedly in the future." ”

Ambush?

"Didn't you eat her?"

"The soul has been eaten, leaving her with a body, plus a little spirituality, but it can still come in handy."

"What's the use?"

Sneer~

The record player cleared his throat: "Husband, you bring the slut of Red Lotus, and choose a good blade and refine it together, which can add a magic weapon to the official." ”

"What kind of magic weapon?"

"It depends on Honglian's ability."

Use the blade to add corpses to refine magic weapons.

Li Banfeng scratched his scalp.

"What kind of blade is suitable?"

"That scissor was good yesterday, it's a spiritual blade!"

Li Banfeng was surprised: "That scissors can take the initiative to kill the enemy, isn't it also a magic weapon?" ”

The record player patiently explained: "The official does not know, the magic weapon is a pearl, sensible, temperamental, knows the situation, recognizes the master, and can improve.

A spiritual blade can only be regarded as a jade, and Mu Ne is stupid and does not recognize the master, and the two levels are far apart. ”

It turns out that there is such a difference between magic weapons and spiritual blades.

Li Banfeng took out the copper lotus flower from the outer room, the petals were open, and there were three lotus seeds inside, which was yesterday's harvest.

One is Du Hongxi's, he is a second-layer cultivator, the lotus seed exploded, and four Xuanchi pills appeared.

The number of alchemy pills has increased exponentially with cultivation, if one day kills a ninth layer, wouldn't it be able to refine five hundred and twelve Xuanqi Pills?

One Xuanchi Pill can be exchanged for ten days of cultivation, and five hundred and twelve Xuanchi Pills are more than five thousand days of cultivation, which is equivalent to directly improving one-and-a-half-level cultivation.

What do you think?

Kill the ninth floor?

Nine floors are so easy to kill?

Next, the two lotus seeds exploded one after another, each exploding two Xuanchi Pills, and together, Li Banfeng had a total of twenty-four Xuanchi Pills.

It's not bad to save it slowly like this, plus that Zihuan Pill, you can earn nine months of time, and if you earn it like this, a year's cultivation will soon be earned.

Of course, it would be even more perfect if you could make a smooth move, change the money, and go back to the state directly.

Putting the pill into a cloth bag, Li Banfeng placed the copper lotus next to Zhou Yujuan's corpse, and put the scissors with blood stains next to Zhou Yujuan.

Honglian sensed it, took Zhou Yujuan away, and ignored the scissors.

Bang long sigh ~ The record player exclaimed: "Oh, husband, stop this slut Honglian, she is greedy for trouble, she only refines the corpse, but after a while, it becomes two Xuanchi Pills, but it is not very useful!" ”

Stop the Bronze Lotus?

Is it so easy to stop?

The petals were already closed, and Li Banfeng didn't know how to open them.

The record player shouted angrily: "This slut doesn't know what to do, don't be afraid, the slave family is in charge of the family law on your behalf, see how good I fight!" ”

As soon as he heard that he was going to fight, the copper lotus lost his temper, and the dew was flying all over his body, preventing Li Banfeng from approaching.

The record player was furious: "Hey, husband, look at what you have indulged this slut in, but now you don't take you seriously, and treat the little slave to discipline it well!" ”

The steam tumbled, burning the copper lotus red.

The copper lotus spewed dew and hit the horn of the record player, tinkling.

"Oh, what a rampant," the turntable roared, "Husband, help me!" ”

"Good!" Li Banfeng agreed, and ran to the outer room.

The record player hissed and shouted, "Husband, where are you going?" Husband, you left the little slave behind! ”

Li Banfeng closed the door, lit a candle, and quietly flipped through the newspaper next to the table.

Family affairs are all sophisticated, not fighting, killing, and then talk to them when they are angry.

After waiting for an hour, there was no movement outside the door, and Li Banfeng cautiously returned to the main room.

The steam has not yet dissipated, and the copper lotus has not cooled down.

The record player whimpered softly: "Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, who is sorry for the red incense, the gossamer is soft and fluttering in the spring pavilion, and the flocculent is lightly stained with the embroidery curtain." ”

"Funeral Flowers".

One of the saddest songs in Puro.

"Lady, don't be so wronged, right?"

The record player cried: "Lang Jun, you are so ruthless, that cheap hooves are arrogant and domineering, the little slave is in charge of the family law for you, and you don't help the little slave." ”

It was as if she had suffered a great loss.

Although he did not experience the battle in person, judging from the situation, there was not even a single scar on the record player, and the copper lotus was still red.

"Family matters, it's all family matters." Li Banfeng persuaded a few words, but saw that the lotus flower slowly opened its petals.

In the heart of the lotus, there is a lotus seed.

The copper lotus only ate the corpse, not the scissors, and it stands to reason that it can only refine two red pills.

But when the lotus seed bursts, a gold earring pops out.

Li Banfeng picked up the earrings and looked at them, the whole ring was the same size as Dayang money, and there was a gap in the middle, which was used to hang on the ears.

Where did these earrings come from?

Li Banfeng thought about it carefully, this earring seemed to have been worn on Zhou Yujuan's ear, and Li Banfeng forgot to take it off.

Copper Lotus ate the corpse and left the earrings, what does this mean?

Sneer~

The record player couldn't help but laugh: "Hey, husband, the earrings have been worn on this voyeur for a long time, maybe they are stained with some spirituality, and the red lotus is also used, and this earring is refined into a magic weapon together with the voyeur cultivation." ”

Li Banfeng asked, "What's the use of these earrings?" ”

"This woman was a voyeur cultivator before her death, and she had a good ability to listen to the wind, and her husband put these earrings on her ears, and the slut's skills can also get seven or eight points."

Wear this to have a tailwind ear?

Li Banfeng hurriedly pinched the earrings on the earlobes.

Although I didn't have pierced ears, these earrings were very heavy, and it hurt to hang on my ears.

Listening to the half-sound, Li Banfeng didn't hear anything.

"Lady, this thing doesn't work?"

"Hey, Xianggong, you are a house cultivator, she is a voyeur cultivator, the Daomen are different, and the mechanism is different."

Li Banfeng took off his earrings and said, "Isn't that still useless?" ”

"Don't worry, come up with your ears!"

"Do you want to grind your ears and temples again?" Li Banfeng was a little resistant.

Sneer~

The record player was a little aggrieved: "Husband, don't you have a new love outside, and you dislike me as an old person?" ”

"It's not that I dislike it, but I think the lady is too eager......"

Before he finished speaking, the record player howled and cried: "The life of the little slave is hard, the life of the little slave is hard~~"

Whew!

A large piece of steam poured on Li Banfeng's body.

Li Banfeng was in severe pain, as if he had taken off a layer of skin.

She's coming for real!

Why did this record player go crazy all of a sudden?

Li Banfeng didn't think much about it, and ran out of the door.

didn't wait to run to the door, and listened to the record player crying: "Xianggong, where are you going?" Xianggong, do you really want a little slave? Messire! ”

The cry was terrible, and the steam was billowing.

Li Banfeng lost consciousness during the heat wave fumigation.

Didn't you get along well with this record player before?

Didn't you grind your ears and temples before?

Whatever she says, she turns her face......

Late at night, Li Banfeng Qing woke up in the midst of singing.

"Autumn comes with the fragrance of lotus flowers,

The big girl dreams of her hometown every night,

Wake up and don't see your father's face,

I saw the bright moonlight in front of the window. ”

"Song of the Four Seasons".

What does she do when she sings "Song of the Four Seasons"?

I can still hear the singing.

I'm still alive, she didn't kill me.

Wait, can't be blindly optimistic.

Maybe I only have one soul left, and even my soul has been swallowed by her.

Li Banfeng struggled to get up, looking at his surroundings by the light of the steam record player.

It's a portable home, and I'm still living with me, not in the big horn of the record player.

Li Banfeng touched the flesh and skin on his body.

The flesh is still there, and it feels tactile.

Not only is it tactile, but it is also intact, not even a burn remains.

It's okay, it's alive.

Li Banfeng groped for the wall and quietly walked to the door, taking advantage of the fact that the record player's mood was still stable, he planned to leave the portable residence immediately.

Bang long ~ The song stopped abruptly, and the gongs and drums rang out.

Li Banfeng was so frightened that he clung to the wall.

This sticker, a little too hard, Li Banfeng suddenly felt that his back was leaning in the air, and the whole person squeezed out a hole in the wall.

Do I have that much energy?

Of course not.

Li Banfeng looked carefully at the hole he had knocked out, the lines were sharp and angular, and they were all very neat.

It's a door!

There's one more door to the carry-on home!

What does one more door mean?

Li Banfeng looked around, although it was pitch black, he clearly felt the change in space.

Portable living, one more room.

The turntable is singing:

"The officials are flustered in foreign slaves,

A desolate infatuation,

A woman has no husband and no owner,

Add another room for the officials. ”

Another room?

The record player adds another room to the carry-on home?

How much power did she not use?

Laugh at~

The record player sighed lightly: "Husband, Mo Sheng's little slave is angry, and the little slave is dedicated to the second layer of cultivation." ”

What is the second layer of cultivation?

How can you repair the second floor?

PS: Readers, the companions are on the second floor, send the Lord of the General on lv2, the out-of-the-circle index and the number of fans have long been full, and the interaction has been sixty-three percent, the salad has seen the light, readers, leave more words for the salad, and help the salad again!