Ma Wu's dance hall opened, Chu Huaiyuan came to congratulate her, and Li Banfeng stood in the corner of the dance hall, quietly looking at the appearance of this second Miss Chu.

Deep eye sockets, high nose bridge, slightly larger mouth, slightly thicker red lips, round face, no edges and corners.

The complexion is impossible to judge, because the fat powder on the face is too thick, the eyes are elusive, and the heavy eyeshadow looks full of demonic spirit.

The dance began, and to the rhythm of the waltz, the guests brought their dancers and danced one after another.

This waltz is played entirely to set off the atmosphere, and most of the guests who come here are villagers from Lanyang Village, and few of them can dance.

The dancers are also hired from the village, and they have been trained intensively for two days, and it is impossible to learn to waltz, everyone eats together, and they dance blindly together, and others don't take it seriously, but Miss Chu Er's scalp is numb.

Everyone's girlfriends, I can't stand this.

"Fifth son, this place is really not for you."

Ma Wu smiled slightly and did not speak.

Chu Huaiyuan stretched out his hand and said, "Dance with me." ”

Women should not refuse.

But Ma Wu didn't want to dance with Chu Huaiyuan, he didn't want to have any contact with Chu Huaiyuan.

He was afraid.

He heard about Liu Changyu.

The news of Miss Chu Er's attack on the mountain bandits has already been reported.

Liu Changyu's face was treated as a trophy by Miss Chu Er and soaked in a wine bottle.

"I'm sorry, Second Miss, I hurt my leg." Ma Wu touched his cheek, he didn't want to dance with Chu Er no matter what.

Chu Er curled his red lips and said, "When I saw you greeting guests just now, you walked quite fast." ”

Ma Wu explained: "I was holding on, my right leg was injured for several days, it was swollen and unseemly, and I really couldn't dance." ”

Chu Er didn't force it anymore and turned his gaze to Li Banfeng.

As a three-story house repairer, almost no one present could notice Li Banfeng.

But in the big branch, Wen Hongyan reminded Chu Er, she felt that the identity of this man wearing a top hat was a little special, and even Ma Wu cared about him very much.

Chu Huaiyuan came to Li Banfeng with a meaningful smile: "Sir, can I invite you to dance?" ”

Li Banfeng shook his head slightly and said, "I can't dance." ”

"Dancing is very simple, I teach you."

Li Banfeng smiled deeply and rejected Chu Er's invitation again.

After teaching me to dance, she said that I took advantage of her, and then charged me for oil and water.

Do you think I'm going to be fooled? I've suffered this loss!

Chu Er couldn't hang up.

In this nondescript dance hall, she was rejected twice in a row, but where did she put her face?

Chu Huaiyuan couldn't say anything, and pulled Li Banfeng onto the dance floor.

Why is this woman so strong?

If it weren't for today's special day, Li Banfeng would really turn his face, he wouldn't be able to stand the blackmail of others.

can be a good business, you have to talk about a lottery, Li Banfeng suppressed the fire, but the oil and water will never be given.

In fact, he learned some dance steps in the Xianle Dance Field, and coupled with the solid footsteps of Lu Xiu, this dance was not bad.

With the rhythm of dance music, Chu Er turned around and walked around to the photographer.

Not good, the photographer wants to take pictures!

Why does Chu Er carry a photographer with him?

As far as the current situation is concerned, taking pictures is one of the things that Li Banfeng is taboo about.

Li Banfeng lowered his head suddenly, his wrist slid down, and he pinched it hard under Chu Er's waist.

The photographer failed to press the shutter, and there was something wrong with the scene.

Chu Er exclaimed: "You are so bold! ”

Li Banfeng's expression was indifferent: "Anyway, you have to collect the oil and water money, and then hold the oil and water first." ”

Chu Er was puzzled: "What oil and water money?" ”

Li Banfeng smiled deeply, under the shadow of the brim of his hat, there was a slight murderous aura in his eyes.

Chu Er was really not afraid of this murderous aura, she turned her steps and brought Li Banfeng to the photographer again.

Li Banfeng was unceremoniously twisted a twist on Chu Er's peach.

The picture is indecent, and the photographer didn't shoot it.

The full-body photo couldn't be taken, and the photographer wanted to take a half-length photo, but Li Banfeng's footsteps flew and left the photographer's lens.

Chu Er looked surprised, as if she felt that the twist just now tasted good, and wanted to let Li Banfeng twist it again, and then she took Li Banfeng to the photographer again.

Li Banfeng took Chu Er around in a circle and hit the photographer directly, the photographer couldn't dodge, the camera fell to the ground, broke, and all the film inside ran out.

Chu Er got angry and crashed into the record player with Li Banfeng.

The record player was very expensive and couldn't be broken, so Li Banfeng changed direction halfway through, causing Chu Er to crash into the pillar of the hall.

The collision was not light, and Chu Er staggered and almost fell.

Yang Yanzheng frowned, and Wen Hongyan licked his arm, ready to make a move at any time.

Li Banfeng sensed the danger, and the killing intent in his eyes was even stronger.

Chu Er motioned to others not to act rashly, and the two of them then danced in the middle of the dance floor.

Ma Wu pinched a handful of sweat for Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng also sweated.

Chu Er's nails suddenly became longer, scratching his clothes and digging into Li Banfeng's flesh.

Li Banfeng made another big whirlwind and knocked Chu Er on the pillar again.

The two of them moved so fast that ordinary people couldn't notice it, but the pillar thumped from time to time.

After a dance, Chu Er's body was bruised, and Li Banfeng's back was dripping with blood.

The two saluted and returned to their seats.

Wen Hongyan asked, "Miss, do you want to kill that guy?" ”

Chu Er rubbed the bruises on his shoulders: "It's just a dance, how enjoyable the dance is, don't care." ”

Li Banfeng drank a glass of wine, then got up and left the dance venue.

This wicked woman is not only ruthless, but also poisoned.

Li Banfeng felt an itch in his spine, and hurriedly returned to his house.

I went to the house and took off my clothes, and was about to let the lady heal her wounds, but I didn't want the lady to suddenly roar: "Hey, crazy man, where did this scratch on your back come from?" ”

Li Banfeng explained: "I was arrested by a woman. ”

"Whew! You're admitting it! This woman grabbed so deeply, it seems that you have worked hard! ”

Li Banfeng pointed to his back: "I'm poisoned." ”

"Do you still use poison? Can you still play such tricks? ”

Li Banfeng picked up his clothes and said, "The clothes are also torn." ”

"The clothes are torn ......"

Bang long ~ The record player calmed down a little, spewing out a cloud of steam, rubbing against Li Banfeng's back.

If the clothes were not torn, only Li Banfeng was torn, the matter would be serious.

Now the clothes and Li Banfeng are torn, which proves that Li Banfeng was at least wearing clothes at that time.

Under the steam fumigation, Li Banfeng sweated, and when the sweat dried up, the pain of itching disappeared, and the poison was cleaned.

Li Banfeng was lying on the bed, the wound on his back quickly scabbed, and the recovery ability of the house repair in the house was very amazing.

The steam continued to caress his back, and the turntable sang softly: "That wicked woman is so vicious, give her to the little slave to deal with, and the little slave will avenge her husband." ”

Li Banfeng snorted coldly: "Do you want revenge, or do you want to eat?" ”

"Huh~ The little slave cherishes the husband, how can the husband be sarcastic."

The record player was very aggrieved, and used steam to hold up Li Banfeng's clothes and sew them carefully.

Click!

Integrating the function of a sewing record player, the lady's stylus can be threaded, and the sewing speed is very fast.

After the clothes were sewn, the lady asked, "Then again, that wicked woman should be a person, right?" ”

"Of course it's a person, why does the lady ask that?"

"Hey~ The golden eyes distinguish yin and yang, and the tip of the nose is exquisite, and the husband wants to be dazzled by the woman today, but he forgot the technique, and the husband has some incense."

"Really?"

Li Banfeng picked up the clothes and smelled them, the fat powder on the clothes was extremely strong, but when he carefully distinguished, there was indeed some incense.

How can you ignore this taste?

This is not Li Banfeng's carelessness, in the dance hall, the smell of smoke, wine, fat powder, the taste is too miscellaneous and heavy, covering this bit of incense, Li Banfeng really couldn't distinguish it.

Could it be that Chu Er is a ghost?

No.

Li Banfeng has been guarding against Chu Er, if she is a ghost, Li Banfeng can at least see the ghost fire.

……

As the dance party drew to a close, Chu Er got up to say goodbye, and Ma Wu prepared a carriage to send her to the entrance of the village, and then returned to the dance hall to calculate today's expenses.

Seeing Chu Er and the others' carriage go away, Liu Liangyi's figure appeared at the entrance of the village.

He held a stick of incense in his hand, and the cigarette curled around him, and flew all the way to Mengchun Garden.

In the dance hall, Ma Wu was settling accounts, and on the first day of opening, all the guests were invited, and the expenses were not small.

When it came to the critical point, I suddenly heard a famous dancer exclaim: "What are you doing?" Don't you look at the road? ”

Following the prestige, a man walked into the dance hall and knocked the dancer to the ground.

The man was dressed in a riding coat, a bowler felt hat, and a scarf over his face, so that he could not see his face clearly.

Xiao Chuan stepped forward to help the dancer and said to the man, "We are closed, we will come to dance and wait for tomorrow." ”

The man was silent and walked straight forward.

Xiaochuan frowned and said, "Don't you understand what I'm saying?" We're closed! ”

The man suddenly drew his knife and slashed at Ogawa.

Xiaochuan is a repairer, and he hasn't reached the level yet, so he didn't react for a while.

Ma Wu took the first step, pushed Xiaochuan away, dodged the knife, and kicked the man.

Click!

The man seemed to have broken bones.

But this did not affect his offensive at all, and he raised his knife and slashed at Ma Wu again.

Ma Wu dodged calmly, and the others wanted to come up to help, but Ma Wu stopped him.

Seeing that the opponent's shot is not too fast, but his body is extremely strong, he should be a non-level body cultivator.

Such a person is probably a scoundrel, just beat him up, there is no need to ruin the lottery for him, let alone let his subordinates be injured for this.

He glanced at the man, intent on subduing him with his confusion.

The man didn't react, and slashed at Ma Wu one after another.

Can you prevent confusion?

Does this man have a hierarchy?

The opening is auspicious, Ma Wuzhen doesn't want to see blood.

But this opponent is clearly not to be underestimated.

Ma Wu pulled out the short sword behind him and wanted to remove one of the man's arms.

Click!

The arm was removed, and the man was not bleeding.

Looking at the break on his shoulder, Ma Wu tightened his eyebrows.

The fracture is hollow, and the skeleton of the bamboo strip inside can be seen.

It's a paper man!

He first thought of Liu Liangyi, the shopkeeper of Liu's paper horse shop.

Liu Liangyi is a fourth-layer cultivator, and this paper figure is his famous technique.

He's coming for revenge!

Xiao Chuanzi also saw that it was a paper man, took out a box of foreign fire and shouted: "Young master, you dodge, I burned him!" ”

"Don't mess around!" Ma Wu stopped Xiao Chuanzi.

Set him on fire?

The paper man doesn't know the pain, but will throw fire at the person.

Ma Wu swung his short sword and chopped the paper figure into pieces, and a dark wind suddenly blew outside the window, and all the candles in the house were extinguished.

"Let's go!" Ma Wu ordered to leave the dance hall immediately, walked to the door, and found that he couldn't get out.

There were hundreds of people standing densely at the door, and some people rushed over from the field one after another.

The dance floor was surrounded.

Even Ma Wu couldn't rush out, let alone those guys and dancers who didn't cultivate.

After cutting down the two paper figures, Ma Wu retreated to the dance hall and called two men to hold the gate against him.

Bang Dang! Bang Dang! Bang Dang!

The sound of banging outside the door did not stop, and Ma Wu was trying to find a way to deal with it.

These paper figures are estimated to be controlled by Liu Liangyi's ghost servants.

Ghost servants are dead souls, and the high-level techniques of Huan Xiu can restrain them.

But the fifth level of Ma is not enough, unless there is a magic weapon or a spiritual object, he can't touch the soul at all, which is the most difficult place for Wei Xiu.

If only I had that leather jacket.

When Ma Wu was expelled from the house, the leather jacket was taken back, and with that leather jacket, he would not be able to pick up food in the garbage heap, and he could make a lot of money by doing some exorcism.

There is no magic weapon in his hand right now, what else can deal with the ghost servant?

Filth!

Ma Wu remembered that it was written in the book that the dead soul hates filth and can resist it for a while.

"Spit, spit! Slept at the door! ”

A dozen guys and more than twenty dancers smacked at the door, and the sound of banging on the door outside gradually subsided.

Seems to work.

Ma Wu was overjoyed and instructed everyone: "Wipe the spit on your face, the more the better, whoever has thick phlegm, distinguish people a little, listen to my orders in a while, let's rush out and talk about it!" ”

Everyone spat on their hands, and then wiped their faces, the dancer didn't care about being reserved, a handsome big girl blew her nose and wiped it all over her face.

Ma Wu was about to open the door when he suddenly heard two crisp sounds!

The window pane is broken!

The paper figures outside the door were not repelled by spittle, they changed their offensive route under the control of Liu Liangyi.

Dozens of paper figures climbed in through the windows.

"Ahh

A fellow screamed and was slashed in the back by a paper man.

"Mom!"

A dancer was pulled by a paper figure and her hair was ripped off.

The room was pitch black, and the screams were endless, and Ma Wu couldn't tell which one was the paper man.

"Spit on!" In a panic, Ma Wu could think of this trick.

Does it work?

This little filth is really limited.

This is the ghost servant of the four-layer Wei Xiu, a mouthful of spit on the paper man's face, the paper man paused slightly, and then swung his knife to slash people.

Ma Wu swung his sword and slashed a paper figure, and the ghost servant inside came out and attached himself to another paper figure, unscathed, and continued to fight.

Liu Liangyi, who was hiding at the entrance of the village, was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

He didn't expect Ma Wu to have this kind of color.

He thought that Ma Wu could kill Song Jiasen, and his cultivation should have reached the third layer, and he had at least a few magic weapons on his body.

I knew that Ma Wu had this ability, and even the paper man was saved, so he called a dozen ghost servants over and could handle them all.

Ma Wu was cornered and beckoned to everyone: "Pee, pee, pee on them!" ”

At the critical moment, regardless of men and women, they don't care about being ashamed, dig out the guys, pose and prepare to fire.

But the paper man doesn't give him a chance to fire, and he slashes with a knife!

Seeing that everyone was forced into a corner and was about to be chopped into pulp, he suddenly saw a big black man rushing out of the toilet and shouting: "Young master, don't be surprised, come with me!" ”

The big black man, carrying a two-foot iron bucket behind him, holding a one-meter-five long spoon in his hand, threw a piece of paste at the paper figure, a piece of paper figure froze in place, and the rest of the paper man leaned against the wall to hide.

Little root is here!

He came with a bucket on his back!

That's serious filth!

The dung soup is the first of all filth, and the dung soup that Jin Xiu has refined is the best of filthy species!

Xiao Genzi is not easy, in order to save Ma Wu, he was outside the dance hall, killing seven in and seven out, and then jumped in through the window of the toilet.

After replenishing ammunition in the toilet, Xiao Genzi rushed to the center of the dance floor.

After a fight, Xiao Genzi stood by the window and untied the dung bucket behind him.

The bucket swooped down, shaking a group of paper figures.

The long spoon danced and shook Ma Wu's face.

"Young Master, go this way!"

Ma Wuyi wiped his face, took everyone with him, and followed Xiaogenzi to the window.

Jin Xiu restrained Wei Xiu, if he was replaced by Du Hongxi, the second-level Wei Xiu of Jiang Xianggang, even if he couldn't win, he would be able to fight for a way out.

It's a pity that this is the ghost servant of the fourth-layer Nightmare Cultivator.

Liu Liangyi sneered and said: "I thought that Jin Xiu was extinct, but I didn't expect that there were still cultivators alive, okay, I will send you on the road to save you from leaving a stench in the world." ”

He put down the incense in his hand, lit a candle, and used the candle to convey his thoughts, so that the ghost servant could force his hand.

Xiao Genzi has not yet reached the level, the amount of filth in the bucket is not enough, and the quality is not enough, if the ghost servant rushes hard, he can easily break through his filth.

Liu Liangyi's tactics are so cautious.

The cost of the sneak attack is the smallest, the benefit is the largest, he will not come forward in person, and Ma Wu will not see his appearance until the moment before he dies.

The candle flame fluttered, and the thought was about to burst out.

Jingle bells!

What was that?

Burst!

Li Banfeng stabbed Liu Liangyi in the back of the head, and then blew out the candle.

The three-story house repair was ignored by Liu Liangyi and the ghost servants around him.

The sneak attack is the most advantageous, and Li Banfeng also agrees.

(End of chapter)