He Jiaqing pressed close to the wall, his eyes fixed on the corner, guarding against sneak attacks from the other side, and also ready to launch a sneak attack at any time.
After a few seconds of stalemate, He Jiaqing realized that his tactics were wrong.
The opponent is so fast, he is most likely a brigade repairman. There is obviously no point in leaning against the wall to guard against the brigade repairman.
He Jiaqing had no idea about Li Qi. He was more than capable of dealing with cultivators on the ground, but he seemed inexperienced in dealing with opponents in the clouds.
By the time he realized the problem, Li Banfeng had already passed through the wall using the ability to travel without hindrance and stood in front of He Jiaqing.
Li Banfeng swung the sickle and chopped down at the face. At the same time, the projector jumped out of his pocket and took position.
He Jiaqing had no time to take care of the projector. He had to avoid the sickle and keep his sights locked to prevent Li Banfeng from suddenly disappearing and making a quick observation.
The thief's reaction speed was quite fast in such a short period of time. He Jiaqing leaned over to avoid the sickle and stabbed Li Banfeng's throat with the pointed ring.
In close combat when the cultivation levels are similar, the key to victory or defeat between the thief cultivator and the travel cultivator lies in who can seize the initiative.
Li Banfeng dodged the stab, and He Jiaqing swept his wrist across, trying to cut Li Banfeng's throat. Now he had the initiative, and logically he should press on step by step and not give Li Banfeng a chance to breathe.
call!
There was a sound of wind in my ears.
He Jiaqing dodged hurriedly, but was still stabbed in the back.
Does the other party have help?
In fact, Li Banfeng had no helpers. The attack just now was done by Shadow with a Tang sword.
Li Banfeng used the technique of hanging his shadow. The shadow could move independently, which resulted in Li Banfeng being unable to use his techniques. So he chose to fight with weapons.
But He Jiaqing was frightened. Meeting an opponent with similar cultivation level and being outnumbered, He Jiaqing immediately changed his tactics and tried to go around behind Li Banfeng, relying on his nimble steps.
Going behind him was a good option, so he could get away quickly and prevent Li Banfeng from locking onto him.
You can also buy yourself some time by attacking from behind.
Li Banfeng saw through He Jiaqing's intention and kept changing his steps to prevent He Jiaqing from attacking from behind.
Logically speaking, if one sees that the other party is on guard, one should change his tactics, but He Jiaqing is very persistent. As if he is following a certain procedure, he has to go behind Li Banfeng.
Seeing that He Jiaqing was so persistent, Li Banfeng hesitated for a while and took out the key from his pocket.
If you want to go around so much, then let you go around.
Li Banfeng twisted his wrist behind his back and opened the door of his room.
Seeing that Li Banfeng paused for a moment, He Jiaqing seized the opportunity, got behind Li Banfeng, and stepped into the residence.
Among all the opponents Li Banfeng encountered, many came to visit him, but this one was the most proactive one.
Didn’t He Jiaqing see the door in front of him?
He really didn't see that the projector blocked the two people's figures in advance and also changed part of the surrounding scenery to create covert combat conditions for Li Banfeng.
When they entered the room of Suishenju, He Jiaqing was stunned, the record player was stunned, and Hong Ying was also stunned.
He Jiaqing didn't know where this place was, nor did he know why he entered this room.
He Jiaqing has walked this street twice and is quite familiar with it. When did a house appear next to the cafe on the corner?
The record player stared at He Jiaqing for a moment and felt that he looked familiar.
She had seen photos of He Jiaqing in the newspaper before, but those were photos from his early years, and he looked younger.
The record player asked, "Are you my husband's friend?"
He Jiaqing didn't know the origin of this record player, but he could sense that the other party was not an ordinary person. He clasped his fists and bowed:
"What's your husband's name?"
The record player said, "His name is Li Qi, do you know him?"
Li Qi naturally recognized him. He was a key figure. According to He Haiqin's description, Li Qi should be Li Banfeng, and Li Banfeng was the holder of the Xuansheng Red Lotus.
Of course, that was a thing of the past. The red lotus has now been taken away from other states, and it is still unknown into whose hands it has fallen.
He Haiqin said that He Jiaqing and Li Banfeng had some conflicts. Should he admit his identity now?
He Jiaqing was still hesitating, and the record player told Hong Ying, "Go and move that bitch Honglian over here, and tell her that her old lover has arrived."
A woman with an indescribably beautiful figure and a truly indescribable appearance brought Honglian closer.
Xuansheng Red Lotus!
He Jiaqing was ecstatic!
This is the right place!
He Jiaqing clasped his fists and said, "Sister-in-law, I am Li Qi's brother. I came here today just to borrow Honglian."
The record player smiled and said, "Sister Honglian, your old lover is here to pick you up."
Xuansheng Red Lotus gently spread out its lotus leaves, as if sizing up He Jiaqing.
She spoke: "Jiaqing, do you still remember Teacher Song?"
Teacher Song?
He Haiqin never mentioned it.
"Remember, this is my mentor, how could I forget him?" He Jiaqing followed up the conversation and said something flattering.
Honglian asked again: "Have you ever met Mr. Song's wife?"
"I met her once," He Jiaqing continued, "Master's wife treated me very well."
Honglian said to the record player, "This is not He Jiaqing."
"He Jiaqing" said: "What are you talking about?"
The record player laughed and said, "Girl, watch out, if it wasn't He Jiaqing, it would have become a meal for us sisters."
Honglian also laughed: "I told you to say that. Even if he is He Jiaqing, he has to cook a meal after entering this room? Teacher Song is a young lady, how can there be a master's wife?"
The record player yelled angrily, "I knew this teacher was a bitch!"
"He Jiaqing" realized that something was wrong and turned around and ran out the door.
He pulled at the door for a long time, but it didn't budge.
The record player was still angry, complaining: "I knew this Song girl was not simple. She had such talent that she could make that madman lose his soul. Tell me, is she pretty?"
Honglian thought for a moment and said, "How can we compare? If we talk about your appearance before you died, she can't compare with you. But if we talk about your current appearance——."
The record player's voice was trembling. "What's wrong with me now? Didn't the madman say he didn't mind?"
Hong Ying advised, "Xiao Wan, don't be angry anymore, don't listen to Hong Lian's gossip!"
"He Jiaqing" was stunned for a moment. He wondered if he had overreacted. It seemed that no one in the room cared about him.
Since no one cares, there's no need to be polite. He Jiaqing looked around and found that there were two doors in the room, one on the opposite side and another on the wall.
After determining the direction, "He Jiaqing" rushed forward, grabbed Honglian with his left hand, and pushed open the door of the second room with a fan in his right hand.
Squeak~
The door opened.
when!
The fan fell to the ground.
"He Jiaqing" was shocked. How could the fan fall?
This is his life, he never lets go of this fan.
He Jiaqing looked at his bare wrist and finally understood the reason. It turned out that the fan was still in his hand, but his hand had fallen to the ground.
Hong Ying cut off He Jiaqing's right hand, picked up the fan from the ground, removed He Jiaqing's palm, and looked at it carefully: "What kind of treasure is this? Why do you always touch it?"
When He Jiaqing wanted to take the fan back, Hong Ying stepped on the ground and retreated into the second room. She waved at He Jiaqing and said, "I will walk backwards. If you can catch up with me, I will return the fan to you!"
"He Jiaqing" endured the severe pain and chased after her desperately. Hong Ying retreated from the second room to the third room.
Honglian shouted, "Bitch, stop playing around and save me first!"
Hong Ying laughed and said, "Why should I save you? This person looks so much like your lover. While your husband is not at home,
You two should be affectionate with each other."
Hong Ying was chatting while retreating. He Jiaqing tried his best but still couldn't catch up with her.
He ran all the way to Room 8 and saw that Hong Ying had slowed down. He Jiaqing felt that he could catch up with Hong Ying now.
He gathered all his strength, took a big step forward, slipped, and fell to the ground.
He Jiaqing fell quite hard this time and couldn't get up for a long time. Honglian was also taken away by Hong Ying.
A voice came from the room: "This puddle of water was sprinkled just right."
There lived a fortune teller in the eighth room. He was defeated by Hong Ying and was ready to be commanded by Hong Ying at any time.
In a situation like the one just now, Hong Ying was fighting with others, and there was no need to send anyone out, as the fortune teller from the Eighth Room would take the initiative to help.
He calculated Hong Ying's stride and frequency, and also figured out He Jiaqing's stride and frequency, and made some adjustments based on the furniture layout of Room 8, so that He Jiaqing could step on the water.
Hong Ying took the red lotus and the folding fan and continued to tease "He Jiaqing": "The fan is in my hand, and your lover is in my hand. Keep chasing her. It's rare to have some fun."
After saying that, Hong Ying left room eight and entered room seven.
"He Jiaqing" could see how big the gap was between himself and this indescribable woman.
This woman could have killed him at any time, and she kept him alive until now just for some fun.
If you want to die quickly, you don't have to chase me anymore.
But the fan is in her hand.—
This is the truth, but being able to think clearly and being open-minded are two different things. As long as it is a living thing, how can it not try to survive?
"He Jiaqing" chased to the seventh room. Hong Ying still wanted to tease him, but suddenly she heard the record player shouting, "Bitch, have you had enough? Bring Honglian back first. I have something to ask her!"
Judging from the situation, she was probably going to ask about Teacher Song. Xiaowan was so angry that Hongying didn't dare to neglect her. She hugged Honglian and hurried back to the main room.
"He Jiaqing" watched Hong Ying walking further and further away, the fan getting farther and farther away from him, and his body becoming more and more sluggish.
Can't move.
That's it.
He Jiaqing's thoughts came to a standstill.
Hong Ying carried Hong Lian to the record player, who said viciously, "Tell me, what is the relationship between that slut surnamed Song and your husband?"
Honglian said, "She is the teacher of Li Banfeng and He Jiaqing. She and He Jiaqing are innocent, but I can't explain her relationship with Li Banfeng. After all, I didn't recognize the madman at that time."
"Was that person just now really not He Jiaqing?" the record player asked sternly.
Seeing this momentum, Honglian was also a little scared: "How can I lie to you? He doesn't even know whether Teacher Song is a man or a woman, it must not be true-."
"Who knows what your flirting means? Yingying, go bring that man here, I'll ask him in person!"
Hong Ying took the fan and hurried to look for "He Jiaqing", but found that this "He Jiaqing" was lying in the seventh room and could not move.
"Xiao Wan, what's going on with him..." Hong Ying didn't dare to deal with it casually. She saw that something was wrong with He Jiaqing.
It can also be seen that Zhao Xiaowan's mood is not right.
When they were in the army, once Zhao Xiaowan got really angry, everyone else had to be careful in doing anything.
"Useless! I asked you to bring someone here, why is it so difficult!" Zhao Xiaowan entered the seventh room and hit Hong Ying with a board. It hurt so much that Hong Ying rubbed the area for a long time.
The fan moved closer to "He Jiaqing", and after waiting for a while, "He Jiaqing" gradually reacted.
His body began to move up and down, and he seemed to be able to breathe again.
The ups and downs became more and more intense, and it seemed to be more than just breathing.
The record player was stunned and asked, "What happened?"
Hong Ying observed for a moment, then quickly found an iron chain and strangled "He Jiaqing": "Oh no, this guy is going to explode!"
"Exploded?" The record player didn't understand why he wanted to explode.
Hong Ying tightened the chain and said, "I'm not wrong. This guy is about to explode. It's like he's been hit by a horse-watching spell. If you have anything to say, ask him now. He won't last long."
The record player asked, "What's your name?"
"He Jiaqing" replied: "My name is Qiu Daoyu."
The record player then asked, "Why are you pretending to be Ho Ka Hing?"
"To become a member of the tribe."
“Are you from Nevada?”
"Yes, now I am a member of the upper tribe."
Zhao Xiaowan didn't quite believe what the man said. People from Neizhou shouldn't be this size. They were much bigger than people from Prozhou.
"How did you change your appearance?"
"Burn it in the stove."
Not only did he have to change his appearance, he also had to learn He Jiaqing's characteristics and habits.
"How do you know about He Jiaqing's past?"
"He Jiaqing's father, He Haiqin, taught me little by little."
This is true, He Haiqin came from Neizhou.
"What mission did your people give you?"
"Use Ho Ka-hing's identity to seize the Paramount."
"Where is He Jiaqing?"
"I don't know, I didn't find him..." Qiu Daoyu's voice became weaker and weaker.
"How many of your tribesmen have changed their appearance?"
"There were a hundred people who entered the furnace with me. They all died, and only I was refined. I have the highest level of cultivation and the strongest body..."
Cluck, cluck, cluck~
The iron chains rattled, and Hong Ying shouted, "Xiao Wan, I can't hold on any longer. This guy is about to explode. Let's retreat quickly!"
Zhao Xiaowan said, "Let him bomb as he pleases, why should we retreat?"
Hong Ying said, "This force is different. It must be a fierce explosion. I'm afraid it will hurt us. Let's leave him here and let the old man deal with him."
Just as the two were about to leave, they heard a voice from room seven: "No, we can't blow it up here!"
The passenger in room seven spoke up and took the initiative to remind Zhao Xiaowan: "If he blows up here, this room will be finished. He will blow up the soul, not the body. If you eat his soul, he won't be able to blow it up."
Hong Ying refused to agree: "What if he is eaten and explodes in Xiao Wan's stomach?"
The record player scolded, "Nonsense, how can it explode in your stomach? Move away."
Hong Ying retreated to a distance and watched Qiu Daoyu's body slowly swell up.
The record player inserted two needles into Qiu Daoyu's body, and the three speakers spewed steam together.
After a while, Qiu Daoyu's body stopped expanding and the record player retracted the needle.
"Xiao Wan, what's wrong?" Hong Ying walked closer and looked at him with concern.
There was no sound from the record player, but there was a lot of noise coming from the front cabinet.
"Xiaowan, say something, don't scare me, Xiaowan--" Hong Ying fumbled for the record player, her voice gradually trembling.
Mouth
"Don't touch my belly!" The record player pushed Hong Ying away and walked around Room 7 twice.
"Xiao Wan, what are you doing——"
"Gulululu..." The record player played a full song and exclaimed, "This saury is even more delicious than toad!"
Hong Ying let out a long sigh and sat on the chair: "Xiao Wan, do you really want to scare me to death?"
"Don't be scared, don't be scared, just eat the meat, this is definitely a Neizhou species!"
Hong Ying looked at the corpse that had swelled beyond human form and said, "Really? Let me try it."
"Don't eat them all. The ones in our family have gone out to fight with my husband. Leave some for them and for this brother in the seventh room."
Hong Ying ate a mouthful of blood and flesh and exclaimed: "It tastes better than that clam. What's your name, Mr. Seven?"
The room responded: "If I knew the name, would I still be living like a ghost?"
The record player said, "You have such good eyesight that you can identify the source of the explosion. You must be a peeping cultivator." "I think so. It's been so long that I can't even remember what sect I belong to."
The record player laughed and said, "It's okay if you don't remember. You can think about it slowly. We still have a long time to live. Please take care of each other. Yingying, don't forget to leave a copy for the eighth room as well."
Hong Ying was in charge of distributing the dishes, and the record player picked up Qiu Daoyu's fan and said, "This is an unusual workmanship. There is a mystery behind it."
"There is indeed a mystery. Could it be that the people of Neizhou have eaten too much?" Hong Ying raised her head and looked at the record player and said, "Xiao Wan, I think something is wrong with my lips."
"Nonsense, you don't have any lips."
"It seems so."
The record player turned over the big speaker and looked at it carefully: "Don't tell me, don't tell me—"
Originally there were only two eyes on the tip of the gun, but now there is actually a mouth under the eyes.
The record player exclaimed, "Yingying, you have gained another business!"
"Are you really going to give me this piece of land?" Chu Er didn't quite believe it. She didn't believe that Li Qi would be so good to her.
"I've brought it to you, so of course it's for you. You're the first person I thought of. No one is more suitable than you."
"Say what you just said again."
Li Banfeng thought Chu Er didn't hear clearly, so he deliberately slowed down his speech: "No one is more suitable than you."
"I mean, please say the previous sentence again."
"You were the first person I thought of."
Chu Er looked at Li Banfeng, sniffed his nose, his lips trembled for a moment, and he actually cried out.
"Why are you crying?" Li Banfeng was puzzled.
Chu Er wiped away his tears and said, "I've known you for such a long time, but this is the first time I've heard you say you miss me."
Miss you?
Is this a little different from thinking of you?
Li Banfeng was about to correct his words when he saw Chu Er holding two deeds and said, "If I take this deed, won't I become a local god? If I reclaim all the wasteland, won't I become a local god of the real land?"
"That's right!" Li Banfeng nodded, "Do you know how many people want this piece of land? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"I know you're good to me, and I'm sincere to you," Chu Er said with his head down and blushing, "but I don't know if I have the ability to do it. I'm afraid I can't keep this place."
"What are you afraid of? We have our second aunt backing us up!"
"My dear grandmother can't always take care of me. Speaking of which, He Jiaqing came to see me just now. It should be because of this piece of land, right?"
"That's impossible." Li Banfeng shook his head. He wanted to give the land to Chu Er. No one else knew about this except him and Qiu Luoye. It was impossible for He Jiaqing to receive the news.
"And I don't think that person is He Jiaqing."
Chu Er said, "Why not He Jiaqing? I knew him when I was a child. This birdman has been vicious since he was a child. I think he is He Jiaqing."
Li Banfeng said: "Think about it carefully, if He Jiaqing really wanted Paramount, would he personally do it? He has a lot of business on his hands, all of which are supported by Chen Rongqing and Duan Shuqun. When have you ever seen him show up on his own initiative?
Other states are still looking for him, how dare he come to your door and steal your business? If the Customs Bureau finds out, Liao Zihui will have to send people to arrest him. Even if he can stop the Customs Bureau, it is too risky to do so. "
Chu Er nodded: "Seventh Brother is right. Now that I think about it, that person really doesn't look like He Jiaqing."
"Hiss!" Xiang Fenglan took a breath beside him.
You said it was just now, and now it’s not anymore.
Just now, the sentence "Seventh Brother is right" didn't sound like it came from Chu Er's mouth.
"Senior Sister Xiang, go check on Lao Yang and Hong Yan and the others. Chu Er glared at Xiang Fenglan and said, "Seventh Brother and I have something to discuss."
Xiang Fenglan sneered: "Are you going to talk or do something? I'll just watch from the side, isn't that okay?"
Li Banfeng stood up and said, "We have finished talking about everything. Hurry up and bury the deed and collect the land. You come from a wealthy family, so you know how to deal with some things."
After saying that, Li Banfeng was about to leave.
Chu Er couldn't bear to leave, so he tugged at Li Banfeng's collar and said, "You must come to see me more often. I miss you the most in this world."
Xiang Fenglan lowered her head and said, "Maybe not. I heard that Jiang Mengting was sick and she didn't go on stage for two consecutive concerts. If you didn't go to see her, she might be gone."
"I'm going to Xiaoyaowu to take a look." Li Banfeng left the Chu family mansion.
Chu Er looked at Xiang Fenglan fiercely: "You bitch, how did you know Jiang Mengting was sick? Did Ma Wu tell you? I will tell my mother-in-law about this in a moment!"
Li Banfeng went to Xiaoyaowu. Ma Wu was chatting with two girls. When he saw Li Banfeng coming, Ma Wu quickly introduced them: "Seventh Brother, these are two new friends I made. One is called Achun and the other is called Ase."
These two confidants had green flames on their bodies, and it was obvious that they were not from the mortal world.
But Li Banfeng was not surprised. To Ma Wu, the so-called different paths of humans and ghosts were all trivial matters not worth mentioning!
He went to find Jiang Mengting. Jiang Mengting was indeed sick and looked extremely haggard.
Li Banfeng brought water and medicine to Jiang Mengting and took good care of her.
The two girls continued to vent their complaints to Ma Wu.
Ase sighed and said, "Wulang, we two have a miserable life. We have to follow Xiu as slaves. If we do something wrong, we will be punished. I don't know how long we will have to live like this."
Ma Wu said solemnly, "Don't worry, ladies. Now that you have met me, Ma Junyang, your hard times are over. Tomorrow I will talk to your master and ask him to write a document asking him to give you two to me."
Ase squeezed Ma Wu's hand and said, "Master Wu is such a good man!"
Ah Chun also held Ma Wu's hand: "Mr. Wu is indeed good, but what are we sisters doing here?"
Ah Se said naturally, "Is there any need to ask? Of course I made a special trip to visit the Fifth Master."
Ah Chun blinked and said, "Really?"
Ase was silent for a moment: "Is that so——
Ah Chun looked at Ma Wu and said, "Master Wu, was the person who just passed by Master Li Qi?"
Li Banfeng looked at Ase's painting and saw clearly the whole process of Sun Tiecheng interrogating Huang Zenan from Neizhou.
Hua Xiu is not a projector, and Ase does not have the same high level as Mu Yuejuan. The whole picture is not too realistic, but the meaning is clearly expressed.
Ah Chun said, "Mr. Li, City Lord Sun asked you to be very careful. He also mentioned Zhang Gunli's abacus. He said it was very strange. He asked our master to go to Heishipo and ask Tang Shijiang to study it."
Li Banfeng recalled the details of the battle with He Jiaqing.
He Jiaqing has been holding a folding fan in his hand, but this fan does not serve as a weapon or a magic weapon.
So what is he going to do with the folding fan?
Does it have the same function as an abacus?
In Heishipo, a businessman was worried about the land use issue. The land he bought was too small, the factory area was not enough, and the equipment could not be installed.
Recommended by a friend, he asked an experienced engineer for help. The engineer wore overalls and a safety helmet. He was tall and burly, with a beard on his face and a pair of glasses that didn't quite match his appearance.
It seems that there is nothing special about him, but in fact, this is the local god of Heishipo, Tang Shijiang.
He has several identities in Heishipo, one of which is an experienced engineer. In addition, he is also a bricklayer, laborer, fitter, chef, newspaper director and magazine model.
Tang Shijiang looked at the drawing for a long time and shook his head.
The area of this factory is really not enough.
The steam engine is the unchanging power equipment in Provo. Due to its complex steam-water circulation system, it has a large size, which means that this factory building is destined to be unable to accommodate all the equipment.
The volume problem is a hurdle that the steam engine cannot avoid. Tang Shijiang has done a lot of research on this, but has gained little.
The businessman had no choice but to pay more money to buy the land.
Tang Shijiang was helping him revise the drawings. The pencil turned around twice in his hand and was pinned to his ear by Tang Shijiang.
He left the factory, came to the wall, and asked, "Senior, are you looking for me?"
Gui Jianchou smiled and said, "Don't call me senior. We don't need to be so polite to each other."
"We?" Tang Shijiang didn't think he and Gui Jianchou had such a deep relationship, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Gui Jianchou took out the abacus, handed it to Tang Shijiang and said, "Take a look at this, what is this thing?"
Tang Shijiang took the abacus and shook it gently. Looking at the movement trajectory of the abacus beads, Tang Shijiang's eyes became more and more profound.
After observing carefully for two hours, Tang Shijiang moved six abacus beads.
The other beads began to move.
Gui Jianchou didn't understand engineering or maintenance, nor did he know how this thing worked.
The ghost servant A Tie exclaimed in admiration: "He actually figured it out. He really figured it out!"
Tang Shijiang shook his head and said, "I only saw the mechanism, but not the power source. This is a treasure, a rare treasure."
"It's really a treasure. Neizhou's craftsmanship is really amazing," Suishenju praised and said to the record player, "Girl, pull the third fan bone upwards. Don't use too much force."
The record player gently lifted up the fan ribs.
hiss!
A sharp sound was heard.
A line of white mist flew out.
The record player exclaimed, "This fan is a steam engine?"
"That's right," Suishenju laughed, "Girl, I finally know what kind of blood the people of Neizhou are. No wonder they are so big!"
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