Li Banfeng sorted out the tattered clothes on the ground to see if he could find any magic weapon or spiritual object.
Nian Xiu’s perception is okay, but he is not good at fighting. If he dares to be an assassin, he must have at least one spiritual object with strong offensive power.
But to Li Banfeng's disappointment, after searching for a long time, he found nothing except a pile of rags.
The elder of Qing Shouhui has no good property at all?
Li Banfeng didn't believe it, so he searched again, and this time he finally got something.
Among the pile of rags there was a yarn glove.
What are yarn gloves?
These are the gloves most commonly used by workers. This pair of gloves is quite old and stained with a lot of oil. They are wrinkled and huddled in the rags, so they are really not easy to find.
Is this a magic weapon?
It doesn't look like it.
Li Banfeng shook his gloves twice. He didn't sense any spiritual energy, but he did shake off a lot of dust.
But Li Banfeng did not throw away the gloves. Wu Decheng was the elder of the Qingshou Society. It was impossible for him to go to the construction site to work with his status. It was unreasonable for him to wear such a glove.
"Hey, my husband, this thing is quite spiritual!" The air exhaled by the record player tried to subdue the glove, and the glove shuttled through the gaps in the steam at an extremely fast speed and with unusual flexibility.
The steam grew denser, forming a seal.
The glove is still looking for a gap to try to escape.
Seeing this, Honglian opened six of the seven holes in her lotus heart, and the remaining one was refining Wu Decheng.
Being sealed by the lady is better than being eaten by the red lotus. The gloves made the right choice.
"Lv Xiu!" The lady flew into a rage and all three trumpets spewed out steam.
The gloves were silent.
The temperature suddenly rose, and the gloves screamed: "What happened to Lu Xiu? Does he have a grudge against you?"
The lady saw the opportunity and cooperated with Honglian to force the gloves into the corner.
The lady was stunned.
"The hatred is as deep as the sea!" The lady's voice became more and more gloomy.
The gloves have no way to retreat. To the left is a whirlwind, and to the right is steam.
"My husband wants to use Lv Xiu's tricks, but he has Hong Ying, a bitch, so there's no need to keep another troublemaker!"
Honglian was stunned.
The six whirlwinds were like six snakes, flying up and down, but still couldn't catch the glove.
Gloves sneered: "You think I'm a wimp after a little torture?"
Is it really just a torn glove?
Li Banfeng thought for a moment, took the gloves to the second room, and brought them to Honglian.
The lady picked up the glove with a stylus, observed it for a while and said, "It doesn't have any spirituality, it's just a torn glove."
Li Banfeng's eyes lit up.
"My wife, this bitch doesn't listen to me. I asked her to eat the gloves, but she refused. Let's use family rules."
Travel training.
The record player raised the temperature of the steam: "What is your origin, I ask?"
Eat this?
Are you kidding?
You keep throwing all this junk at me!
Honglian still ignored him, so Li Banfeng got angry and moved Honglian to the main room.
After a moment of stalemate, the glove hit to the right.
In desperation, the red lotus opened its petals, and a whirlwind rose from the lotus heart, ready to put the gloves inside.
Li Banfeng quickly advised: "My wife, it is very rare to find a magic weapon for traveling cultivation, why not leave it to me."
The steam temperature was still rising, and Gloves shouted: "Wait a minute, I have something else to say, I don't..."
How could a glove made of yarn without any spirituality be able to dodge the whirlwind of red lotus?
Furthermore, when he was disguised as an ordinary glove, Niangzi and Honglian didn't even notice that he had spirituality.
This is a magic weapon!
As the lady reinforced the seal, she asked, "What are your origins?"
Honglian did not respond.
"Hey, husband, you let this bitch eat gloves?" The record player laughed twice, then corrected his tone, "Bitch, you do whatever your husband asks you to do, you can't be picky!"
The lady refused to listen to him and just wanted to burn the gloves to ashes.
Li Banfeng brought the gloves closer to the record player and asked, "Madam, is this thing spiritual?"
Since it can make the correct choice, it proves that the gloves have intelligence, and its intelligence is not low.
As she was speaking, the steam had already wrapped around Honglian. Honglian was really not afraid of being beaten, but she was now refining Wu Decheng's corpse. If she fought with the record player, something might go wrong.
Use this glove to cover fingerprints?
Is this necessary in Provo?
Even if you really need to cover up your fingerprints, at least you need a pair of gloves, and they should be new.
Judging from the voice, it sounds like a middle-aged man.
The glove moved a few inches closer to Lianxin, then suddenly jumped up, avoiding Lianxin's range.
Li Banfeng sat next to Honglian and said softly, "Alian, you have lost a lot of weight these days. Hurry up and eat this to replenish your body."
The record player raised the steam temperature again, and the gloves sneered again: "I am a travel cultivator, my name is Suifengfei!"
The lady used steam to keep the gloves firmly under control.
Hong Ying laughed loudly and said, "Evil woman, you have a grudge against me, why do you want to involve others? Are you going to kill all the cultivators in the world?"
"Kill one, there's one less!"
Hong Ying was quite pleased: "You evil woman, seeing you are mad with hatred but unable to do anything to me, your pitiful appearance is really what I like."
Chila la~
The record player scratched a hole in the record, making some noise.
"To your liking?" The record player was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. "Bitch, this glove is your lover, right? You're trying to trick me into letting him go?"
"Provoke me? I still have that mind?" Hong Ying also laughed, "If you want to kill me, just do it quickly. After you kill me, you can see if I feel uncomfortable or not. If I feel uncomfortable, you win!"
"Do you recognize him or not?" The phonograph player gnashed his teeth, and the needle pierced into the glove, tearing it up and down, and the glove was about to be torn into pieces.
Hong Ying said, "Yes, I recognize him. You must not kill him. Keep him here and interrogate him carefully. Maybe you can find out what happened back then."
The record player shouted angrily, "Bitch! How dare you cheat me?"
Hong Ying laughed and said, "Evil woman, what did I lie to you about? If you want to kill me, then kill me. If you don't want to kill me, then don't kill me. No matter what you do, I can laugh. Just seeing you hanging here, just seeing you suffer, I laugh even more happily!"
"Whoosh!" The record player roared loudly, and smoke came out of the three speakers again.
Li Banfeng quickly advised: "Madam, calm down. If you are angry, you will be fooled."
huff~ huff~
The steam cools down suddenly.
The big speaker that was originally burned red slowly returned to its original color.
"Hey, sir, I was just playing with her. Why should I be angry? A broken glove is not worth my anger."
"My wife is so generous. Let me feel how big her belly is first."
Li Banfeng touched the case, the record player giggled, the needle loosened its strength a little, and the gloves had a moment to breathe.
After laughing, the lady asked the gloves, "You just said you had something to say, now you can say it."
Gloves took a breath for a moment, pointed a finger at Hong Ying and said, "I don't recognize that spear."
Hong Ying controlled her tone and said slowly, "You said you didn't know him. Isn't that a cover-up? How can you expect that evil woman to believe you?"
The record player snorted and laughed: "I believe him, I really believe him, I don't doubt it at all.
My husband, Lu Xiu's magic weapon is indeed rare, but he is very intelligent, so I guess his level is not low either.
With your current level of cultivation, I'm afraid it's difficult to control it, so I'll keep it at home for later."
Li Banfeng said seriously, "My lady, don't trust him easily. He may not be the real Lv Xiu. Let me test him first."
"How do you want to test it, sir?"
Li Banfeng looked at the gloves and asked sharply, "Do you know the technique of traveling?"
The gloves replied, "Which level of technique do you want to know?"
"Let's talk about the fifth-level technique first!"
The gloves replied, "The fifth level technique is called a horse-walking technique."
Walking and looking at flowers?
What kind of technique is this?
"Don't be so foolish. Do you think I'm so easy to fool?"
The record player said, "My husband, he didn't lie about this matter. Walking around is indeed a fifth-level skill of the Travel Cultivation Technique."
Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "We only know the name. Maybe he heard it from somewhere else. What's the use of this quick review?"
The gloves said: "While running, anyone who gazes at you will turn into a flower."
Li Banfeng was stunned and said, "People who see it will turn into flowers? Isn't this a magic trick?"
"You are right. The flesh and blood of those who are stared at will burst like flowers."
Just one look and people explode?
Li Banfeng sneered and said, "You are just talking nonsense. If you really have such a powerful technique, wouldn't a fifth-level travel cultivator be invincible in the world?"
Gloves shook his finger and said, "This technique sounds powerful, but it is extremely challenging to cultivate one's cultivation and talent. An ordinary fifth-level cultivator can only kill a fool with this trick. It may not work even if it encounters a first-level cultivator.
Moreover, this technique consumes a lot of energy. Killing a person may consume 70% to 80% of the energy of a fifth-level cultivator. Just think about it, a fifth-level cultivator has countless ways to kill Bai Langzi, so why must he use this technique?
Among ten thousand travel repairmen, more than nine thousand are unwilling to use this technique, and only occasionally use it to scare others. To put it bluntly, it is just an embroidered pillow, which looks good but is useless. "
Hearing this, Hong Ying sneered: "That's because they don't understand the point."
The lady sighed, "Hong Ying, this bitch, has this rare talent. She has plenty of energy and is not afraid of wasting it. She is very skilled in the art of walking around."
Li Banfeng was shocked: "What if she takes a glimpse of me one day..."
Hong Ying spat and said, "Bah! Shameless lunatic! Do I have eyes?"
The record player laughed out loud: "I destroyed your eyes just to guard against your tricks. Do you hate it? Hahahaha!"
Li Banfeng looked at the gloves and said, "You may have learned this technique from somewhere else, but it doesn't prove that you are the Lv Xiu!"
The wife said, "My husband is right. Let's see if he knows the key points of the technique."
Li Banfeng caressed the computer case affectionately.
The gloves replied: "The technique of walking on a horse and looking at flowers lies in walking on a horse and looking at flowers."
Li Banfeng asked, "Do I have to ride a horse when performing a technique?"
The gloves shook their fingers again: "This has nothing to do with horses. The so-called walking horse means walking fast. When Lu Xiu performs a technique, he must walk very fast so that the opponent cannot see his figure at all. If the opponent sees even a little bit, the technique will not succeed."
Can't you see even a little bit?
Li Banfeng asked, "How fast do we have to run? Won't we tire this brigade to death?"
Gloves said: "So this technique consumes a lot of energy. Another key is to watch the flowers. You must stare at the enemy while walking on the horse, and your eyesight must be very strong. Before the technique is successful, your sight cannot be deviated in the slightest."
Li Banfeng remained silent.
You have to run fast and keep your eyes on it.
You also need eyesight...
What is eyesight?
This technique really doesn't work well.
Li Banfeng then asked: "Just talking about a fifth-level skill doesn't prove that you are a travel cultivator. Tell me about the sixth-level skill!"
"The sixth level of Travel Cultivation Technique is called..." The glove suddenly found a gap in the steam and was about to escape, but was hooked by the needle again.
"Wait a minute, let me tell you..." Before Gloves could speak, the lady sealed him.
"This magic weapon is too cunning, my husband really can't control it."
"Is it really impossible to control it?" Li Banfeng was unwilling to accept it.
The record player said, "Think about it, sir. Just now, that old fellow brought this magic weapon to fight with you, but why did he keep it hidden on his body without using it? Why didn't he just wear it on his hand?
It is possible that the gloves are not obedient, or the cost of the gloves is too high.
His cultivation is not inferior to that of my husband, which shows how difficult it is to control this magic weapon.
Don't carry a magic weapon that you can't control. Not only will it be useless, it will bring disaster."
Wu Decheng did feel around on his body, and he might have been calling for a magic weapon at that time.
This magic weapon is indeed difficult to control, but there is no need to worry since you still have it in your hands. You can find a way to learn the sixth-level skills later.
PS: Do gloves have to be worn on the hands? Can't they be worn somewhere else?
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