Ma Wu's dance hall opened, and Chu Huaiyuan came specially to congratulate. Li Banfeng stood in the corner of the dance hall, quietly looking at the appearance of the second Miss Chu.
Deep eye sockets, high nose bridge, slightly big mouth, slightly thick red lips, round face with no edges or corners.
It is impossible to tell her skin color because her face is covered in too thick makeup; her eyes are hard to read and she looks quite enchanting under the heavy eyeshadow.
The party began, and to the rhythm of the waltz, the guests brought their dancers and started dancing.
This waltz was played just to set the mood. Most of the guests here were villagers from Lanyang Village, and few of them could dance.
The dancers were all hired from the village and had two days of intensive training. It was impossible for them to learn the waltz. They were all just trying to make a living and they just hugged each other and danced blindly. Others did not take it seriously, but it made Miss Chu's scalp tingle.
A lady from a noble family can't stand this.
"Fifth Young Master, this place is really not suitable for you."
Ma Wu smiled slightly and said nothing.
Chu Huaiyuan stretched out her hand and said, "Dance with me."
A man should not refuse a lady's invitation.
But Ma Wu didn't want to dance with Chu Huaiyuan, he didn't want to have any contact with Chu Huaiyuan.
He is scared.
He heard about Liu Changyu.
The news about Miss Chu's severe beating of the bandits has been published in the newspapers.
Liu Changyu's face was treated as a trophy by Miss Chu Er and was soaked in a wine bottle.
"I'm sorry, Miss Second, my leg is injured." Ma Wu touched his cheek and didn't want to dance with Chu Er at all.
Chu Er raised her red lips and said, "When I saw you greeting the guests just now, you walked quite fast."
Ma Wu explained: "I was just forcing myself to dance. My right leg was injured for several days and was swollen beyond recognition. I really couldn't dance."
Chu Er didn't force it anymore and turned his gaze to Li Banfeng.
As a third-level home cultivator, almost no one present noticed Li Banfeng.
But in the big branch, Wen Hongyan reminded Chu Er that she felt that the man in the top hat had a special identity, and even Ma Wu cared about him very much.
Chu Huaiyuan came to Li Banfeng and said with a smile: "Sir, can I ask you to dance with me?"
Li Banfeng shook his head slightly and said, "I can't dance."
"Dancing is simple. I'll teach you."
Li Banfeng smiled deeply and rejected Chu Er's invitation again.
After teaching me to dance, she said I took advantage of her and then charged me some money.
Do you think I would be fooled? I have suffered this loss before!
Chu Er couldn't hold it anymore.
In this weird dance hall, she was rejected twice in a row. How could she keep her face?
Chu Huaiyuan didn't allow any explanation and pulled Li Banfeng into the dance floor.
Why is this woman so domineering?
If today wasn't a special day, Li Banfeng would really have been angry. He couldn't stand the blackmail from others.
But in order to have a good start in the business, he had to have a good start. Li Banfeng suppressed his anger, but he would definitely not give any benefits.
In fact, he learned some dance steps at the Fairy Music Dance Hall, and with Lu Xiu's solid footwork, he danced quite well.
Following the rhythm of the dance music, Chu Er turned around and walked in front of the photographer.
Oh no, the photographer wants to take a picture!
Why does Chu Er carry a photographer with him?
Given the current situation, taking photos is one of the things that Li Banfeng is taboo about.
Li Banfeng suddenly lowered his head, slid his wrist down, and pinched Chu Er's waist hard.
The photographer failed to press the shutter, and there was something wrong with the scene.
Chu Er exclaimed, "You are so brave!"
Li Banfeng said calmly, "We're going to collect the money anyway, so let's grab the money first."
Chu Er was puzzled: "What kind of money?"
Li Banfeng smiled deeply, and under the shadow of his hat brim, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
Chu Er was really not afraid of this murderous aura. She turned around and brought Li Banfeng to the photographer again.
Li Banfeng was not polite and twisted Chu Er's peach into a twist.
The picture was indecent and the photographer failed to take the photo.
It was impossible to take a full-body photo, so the photographer wanted to take a half-body photo. Li Banfeng turned quickly and left the photographer's lens range.
Chu Er looked surprised, and seemed to think that the twist she had just made was quite tasty. She wanted Li Banfeng to twist it again, and then she took Li Banfeng closer to the photographer.
Li Banfeng took Chu Er and spun around, and bumped directly into the photographer. The photographer couldn't dodge in time, and his camera fell to the ground and broke, and all the film inside ran out.
Chu Er got angry and rushed towards the record player with Li Banfeng.
The record player is very expensive and cannot be damaged. Li Banfeng changed direction midway, causing Chu Er to crash into the pillar of the hall.
The collision was quite severe and Chu Er staggered and almost fell down.
Yang Yanzheng frowned, Wen Hongyan licked his arm, and was ready to take action at any time.
Li Banfeng sensed the danger, and his eyes were filled with even more murderous intent.
Chu Er signaled to others not to act rashly, and the two continued dancing in the middle of the dance floor.
Ma Wu was worried about Li Banfeng.
Li Banfeng was also sweating.
Chu Er's nails suddenly grew longer, tearing his clothes and digging into Li Banfeng's flesh.
Li Banfeng made another big turn and knocked Chu Er against the pillar again.
The two men moved very quickly, and most people would not notice it. They would only hear the pillars banging from time to time.
After the dance, Chu Er's body was covered with bruises and Li Banfeng's back was covered in blood.
The two of them bowed and returned to their seats.
Wen Hongyan asked, "Miss, do you want to kill that guy?"
Chu Er rubbed the bruise on his shoulder: "It's just a dance. It's so enjoyable. Don't worry about it."
Li Banfeng drank a glass of wine, then stood up and left the dance floor.
This evil woman is not only cruel, she also poisoned me.
Li Banfeng felt a tingling sensation on his back and hurried back to his residence.
He took off his clothes in the house and was about to let his wife heal her wounds, but she suddenly roared, "Hey, lunatic, where did the scratches on your back come from?"
Li Banfeng explained: "I was caught by a woman."
"Huh! You admit it now! This woman has taken such deep actions, it seems you have put in a lot of effort!"
Li Banfeng pointed to his back and said, "I'm poisoned."
"You guys still use poison? Can you come up with something like this?"
Li Banfeng picked up the clothes and said, "The clothes are torn too."
"My clothes are torn..."
Clank, clank, clank~
The record player calmed down a little, spewing out a cloud of steam that rubbed against Li Banfeng's back.
If the clothes were not torn, and only Li Banfeng's were torn, the matter would be serious.
Now both the clothes and Li Banfeng are torn, proving that Li Banfeng was at least wearing clothes at that time.
Under the steam fumigation, Li Banfeng broke out in sweat. When the sweat dried up and the numbness and itching disappeared, the poison was completely eliminated.
Li Banfeng lay on the bed, the wound on his back quickly scabbed over. Zhai Xiu's recovery ability in the house was amazing.
The steam continued to caress my back, and the record player sang softly: "That evil woman is so cruel, I will hand her over to my little slave to deal with. I will avenge my husband."
Li Banfeng snorted coldly: "Do you want revenge, or do you want to eat?"
"Huff~ How dare you mock me when I love you so much?"
The record player felt very aggrieved, so he used steam to lift up Li Banfeng's clothes and sewed them carefully.
Click, click, click!
It integrates the functions of a sewing machine. The needle of the lady can be threaded, and the sewing speed is very fast.
After the clothes were sewn, the lady asked, "By the way, that evil woman should be a person, right?"
"Of course it's a person, why do you ask, ma'am?"
"Hey~ Your golden eyes can distinguish yin and yang, and your nose is full of flavors. I think your husband was bewitched by that woman today and forgot his skills. Your husband smells like incense."
"Really?"
Li Banfeng picked up the clothes and smelled them. The clothes had a strong scent of powder, but upon closer inspection, there was indeed a scent of incense.
How could I ignore this taste?
It wasn't that Li Banfeng was careless. The dance floor was filled with the smell of cigarettes, alcohol, and powder; the smells were so mixed and strong that they covered up the scent of incense. Li Banfeng really couldn't tell them apart.
Is Chu Er a ghost?
It shouldn't.
Li Banfeng has always been on guard against Chu Er. If she was a ghost, Li Banfeng could at least see the ghost fire.
…
The dance was coming to an end, and Chu Er stood up to say goodbye. Ma Wu prepared a carriage and took her to the village entrance, then returned to the dance floor to calculate today's expenses.
Seeing Chu Er and others' carriage going away, Liu Liangyi appeared at the entrance of the village.
He held a stick of incense in his hand, and the smoke curled up and flew all the way to Mengchun Garden.
In the dance hall, Ma Wu was counting the accounts. It was the first day of opening and he had invited many guests, so the expenses were not small.
Just when I was about to reach the critical moment, I heard a famous dancer exclaim, "What are you doing? Aren't you looking at the road?"
Following the sound, I saw a man walking into the dance floor and knocking the dancer off balance.
The man was wearing a mandarin jacket, a round felt hat, and a scarf covering his face, so his appearance could not be seen clearly.
Ogawa stepped forward and helped the dancer up, then said to the man, "We are closed, you have to wait until tomorrow to dance."
The man said nothing and walked forward.
Xiaochuan frowned and said, "Don't you understand what I'm saying? We're closed!"
The man suddenly drew his sword and chopped at Ogawa.
Ogawa was a repairman and had not yet reached a higher level, so he did not react for a while.
Ma Wu took the lead, 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 chopped at Ma Wu again.
Ma Wu dodged calmly. Others wanted to come up to help, but were stopped by Ma Wu.
It seems that the opponent's attack is not too fast, but his body is extremely strong. He should be a low-level physical cultivator.
Such a person is probably just a scoundrel. Just beat him up and be done with it. There is no need to ruin the whole thing for him, and even more so, you cannot let your subordinates get hurt.
He glanced at the man, intending to subdue him with his confusing technique.
The man had no reaction and slashed at Ma Wu with his knife again and again.
Can you defend against the confusing technique?
Does this man have any level?
Good luck with the grand opening. Ma Wu really doesn't want to see blood.
But this opponent obviously cannot be underestimated.
Ma Wu drew the dagger from behind him and tried to cut off the man's arm.
With a click!
The arm was removed and the man didn't bleed.
Looking at the broken wound on his shoulder, Ma Wu frowned.
The fracture is hollow, and you can see the bamboo skeleton inside.
This is a paper man!
The first person he thought of was Liu Liangyi, the owner of Liu's Paper Horse Shop.
Liu Liangyi is a fourth-level nightmare cultivator, and this paper figurine is his famous magic.
He came to seek revenge!
Xiao Chuanzi also saw that it was a paper man, so he took out a box of matches and shouted, "Master, get out of the way! I'm going to burn him!"
"Don't mess around!" Ma Wu stopped Xiao Chuanzi.
Set him on fire?
The paper man doesn't feel any pain and will instead pounce on people with fire.
Ma Wu swung his dagger and chopped the paper man into pieces. A cold wind suddenly blew through the window, and all the candles in the room were extinguished.
"Go!" Ma Wu ordered to leave the dance floor immediately, but when he reached the door, he found he couldn't get out.
There were hundreds of people standing densely at the door, and more people were rushing in from the wild.
The dance floor was surrounded.
Even Ma Wu couldn't get out, let alone those untrained guys and dancers.
After chopping down the two paper figures, Ma Wu retreated back to the dance floor and asked two of his men to hold the door.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
There was a constant banging on the door outside, and Ma Wu was trying to figure out how to deal with it.
These paper figures are probably controlled by Liu Liangyi's ghost servants.
Ghost servants are the souls of the dead, and Huan Xiu's high-level techniques can restrain the souls of the dead.
But Ma Wu’s level is not high enough. Unless he has magic weapons or spiritual objects, he cannot touch the dead souls at all. This is the most difficult part of nightmare cultivation.
It would be nice to have that fur coat.
When Ma Wu was kicked out of his home, his fur coat was taken back. With that fur coat, he wouldn't have to pick up food from the garbage dump, and he could make a lot of money by exorcising ghosts.
I don’t have any magic weapon now, so what else can I use to deal with the ghost servant?
Filth!
Ma Wu remembered that it was written in the book that the souls of the dead hate filth and can resist it temporarily.
"Spit, spit! Spit at the door!"
A dozen waiters and more than twenty dancers spat at the door, and the banging noise outside gradually subsided.
Seems to work.
Ma Wu was overjoyed and ordered everyone: "Smear the spit on your face, the more the better. If anyone has thick phlegm, give some to others. Listen to my command later. Let's rush out and talk!"
Everyone spat on their hands and faces. The dancers didn't care about being reserved. One pretty girl blew her nose and spit all over her face.
Ma Wu was just about to open the door when he suddenly heard two crisp sounds!
The window glass is broken!
Those paper figures outside the door were not repelled by spit. Under Liu Liangyi's control, they changed their attack route.
Dozens of paper figures climbed in through the window.
"Oh!"
A waiter screamed in pain as a paper man slashed his back.
“Oh my god!”
A dancer was grabbed by a paper doll and a large amount of her hair was torn out.
The room was pitch black, and screams were heard everywhere. Ma Wu couldn't even tell which one was the paper man.
"Spit!" In a panic, Ma Wu could only think of this trick.
Does it work?
This little bit of filth has very limited effect.
This was a ghost servant of the fourth-level nightmare cultivator. He spat on the paper man's face. The paper man paused for a moment, then swung his knife at the man.
Ma Wu swung his sword and chopped a paper man into pieces. The ghost servant inside came out and possessed another paper man, unharmed, 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 that Ma Wu was only of this quality.
He thought that since Ma Wu could kill Song Jiasen, his cultivation should have reached the third level and he should have at least a few magic weapons on him.
If I had known that Ma Wu only had this much ability, I would have saved myself the trouble of making paper figures and simply called over a dozen ghost servants to deal with them all.
Ma Wu was forced into a desperate situation and called out to everyone, "Pee, pee on them!"
At this critical moment, men and women ignored their shame, took out their weapons, got into position, and prepared to fire.
But the paper man didn't give him a chance to fire and just swung his knife to chop him!
Just as they were being forced into a corner and about to be chopped into pieces, a large black man suddenly rushed out of the toilet and shouted, "Master, don't be alarmed, follow me!"
The big black man, carrying a two-foot iron bucket on his back and holding a one-and-a-half-meter-long spoon in his hand, sprinkled a paste at the paper figures. One of the paper figures stood still, and the rest of them hid against the wall.
Little Genzi is coming!
He comes with a bucket on his back!
This is the real filth!
Feces soup is the worst of all filth. The feces soup refined by the gold cultivator is the best of all filth!
It wasn't easy for Xiao Genzi. In order to save Ma Wu, he fought his way in and out of the dance hall seven times before finally jumping in from the toilet window.
After replenishing his ammunition in the toilet, Xiao Genzi rushed to the center of the dance floor.
After a fight, Xiao Genzi stood by the window and took off the dung bucket behind him.
The bucket was raised, shocking a group of paper figures.
The long spoon danced and hit Ma Wu in the face.
"Master, this way!"
Ma Wu wiped his face, led everyone, and followed Xiao Genzi to rush to the window.
Gold cultivators can restrain Nightmare cultivators. If it was Jiang Xiang's gang's second-level Nightmare cultivator Du Hongxi, even if he couldn't win, he could still fight for a way to survive.
Unfortunately, this is the ghost servant of a fourth-level nightmare cultivator.
Liu Liangyi sneered and said, "I thought the gold cultivators were extinct, but I didn't expect there are still cultivators alive. Okay, I'll send you off to avoid leaving a bad reputation in the world."
He put down the incense in his hand, lit a candle, and used the candle to convey his thoughts, allowing the ghost servant to take action forcefully.
Xiao Genzi has not yet reached a higher level, and the amount and quality of the filth in the bucket are not enough. If the ghost servant forces it, he can easily break through his filth.
Liu Liangyi's tactics were so cautious.
The cost of a sneak attack is the lowest and the benefit is the highest. He will not show up in person, and Ma Wu will not see his appearance until the moment before his death.
The candle flame flickers, and thoughts are about to burst out.
jingle!
What sound?
puff!
Li Banfeng stabbed Liu Liangyi in the back of the head and then blew out the candle.
The renovation of the third floor of the house was ignored by Liu Liangyi and the ghost servants around him.
A sneak attack is the most advantageous approach, and Li Banfeng also agrees.
(End of this chapter)
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