Li Banfeng chopped the pendulum into Rong Jinan's head.
Rong Jinan lay on the ground, his body twitching violently.
Li Banfeng had known for a long time that he was not dead. Although Rong Jin's installation was very similar, Li Banfeng could sense danger from him.
The reason for bringing him back to the residence was to please the spirit of the house.
It can’t be considered a house spirit, and Li Banfeng can’t even call out her name.
Let’s just call her wife for now.
My wife said that the food was never fresh, and Li Banfeng felt very ashamed.
snort~
The singing is mechanical.
Clang clang clang
The record player had been waiting for a long time: "My dear, you really care about me and bring back such a fresh delicacy."
Li Banfeng nodded: "Please have dinner, my lady."
"Thank you, my dear~"
A ball of steam enveloped Rong Jinan, and his body shook even more violently.
Slurp~ Slurp~
Li Banfeng seemed to hear the sound of noodles slurping, but he didn't know what the record player was slurping.
Only Rong Jinan knows.
At this moment, the record player was devouring his soul bit by bit, and it felt like someone was cutting his flesh with a knife.
He wanted to be free quickly, but he couldn't die for the time being.
In extreme pain, Rong Jinan actually thought of Qin Xiaopang who wanted to die but couldn't.
While his wife was breathing heavily, Li Banfeng continued to observe Rong Jinan's wound.
Why doesn't the wound bleed?
After looking for a while, Li Banfeng understood that the wound was bleeding, but the blood was swallowed by the pendulum as soon as it came out, so no blood could be seen.
The pendulum will suck blood.
Using the blood-sucking knife and Luo Yuni's pendulum, a blood-sucking pendulum was made.
Li Banfeng looked at the copper lotus and said, "Why bother with this?"
The copper lotus remained silent.
Li Banfeng calmly pulled the pendulum out of Jin'an's head.
The pendulum, soaked with blood, turned from bright silver to red copper. Li Banfeng touched it and didn't feel anything special.
There is a small screw under the pendulum, which is used to adjust the length of the pendulum. Li Banfeng saw that the screw was at the end of the pendulum and seemed to be about to fall off at any time, so he twisted it twice with his hand.
With this twist, golden grease gushed out from the pendulum, most of it sprayed on the ground, and some of it sprayed on the record player.
The lady who was originally mumbling stopped immediately.
She swallowed the remaining half of her soul in one gulp, then played the slow tempo and sang softly, "Husband, do you know that this floor is covered with grease and is difficult to clean?"
The lyrics are gentle, but with a hint of murderous intent.
Upon hearing this, Li Banfeng picked up the mop in the house and started mopping the floor.
The record player sang again: "My dear husband, please ask me how to clean up this dirty body of mine?"
Upon hearing this, Li Banfeng scrubbed the case of the record player with a mop.
"My dear husband, is it appropriate to use a mop to clean my little slave?"
The lyrics became even more murderous.
Li Banfeng threw away the mop, took a handkerchief, and wiped his wife carefully.
The record player continued to sing: "Husband, that bitch Honglian made a weapon for you, but didn't tell you how to use it. This is not respecting you. If you don't teach her a lesson, where are the family rules?"
Li Banfeng looked back at the copper lotus and shouted angrily: "It's wrong for you to do this!"
The copper lotus opened its petals, looked very ashamed, swallowed Rong Jinan's body, and then closed its petals.
"She knows she was wrong!" Li Banfeng continued to wipe the computer case.
"My husband has worked hard, so let me, your humble servant, take care of the chores." The wife calmed down, and a cloud of steam floated over. The oil stains on the ground and the computer chassis disappeared and fell into the bucket beside her along with the steam.
After cleaning, the record player said again: "Husband, bring the weapon here, and let me hear what she said."
explain?
Can the pendulum talk?
Li Banfeng placed the clock next to the record player.
The record player and the pendulum seemed to be communicating, but Li Banfeng could not hear anything at all.
After a while, a cloud of steam burned the pendulum red.
The record player played a steady rhythm and scolded the pendulum harshly: "What a bitch! I asked you a question and you should answer it properly. How dare you talk back!"
The pendulum was really talking to the record player, but Li Banfeng couldn't hear it.
After a few minutes, the record player slowly sang: "My husband, please take this bitch away. From now on, you will make her suck blood."
Contains blood?
What is the special meaning of this name?
"She can suck blood?" Li Banfeng didn't quite understand. "What's the difference between that and the short knife we had before?"
Clang clang clang~ The record player responded: "She can suck blood, and can also spray people. If she sucks the blood of an oil cultivator, she can spray oil, and if she sucks the blood of a smoke cultivator, she can spray smoke."
"What about sucking Jiu Xiu's blood?"
"It can spray wine."
"What about sucking the blood of Shixiu?"
“It can spray blood.”
"What's the use of spraying blood?"
"This is very useful. The blood of the food cultivator can heal wounds, the blood of the house cultivator can remove toxins, the blood of the travel cultivator can make the legs and feet more flexible, and the blood of the pleasure cultivator can allow the husband to gallop freely in bed~~Hua~~"
Li Banfeng suddenly realized that this bloody pendulum could not only spray others, but also himself.
Good weapon, really good weapon.
Li Banfeng quickly put away the pendulum and wanted to ask some more questions, but the flame of the record player went out and the sound stopped.
My wife lives a very regular life. She eats and then goes to sleep.
Li Banfeng was also a little tired. He lay on the bed and stretched comfortably.
This trip to the old lady’s house was quite rewarding!
The only problem is that we don’t know what the red lead is good for now.
Ask the lady?
The lady fell asleep.
I should have asked that mouth cultivator before. She has read a lot of books and should have some knowledge about elixirs.
What was her name?
…
Xiao Yeci and his daughter Lu Chunying stood at the door of the He family's old house and were reluctant to go in.
Such a big house, but the yard is empty, there is not even a gatekeeper.
The western-style building was completely dark, and no one knew if there was anyone inside. Xiao Yeci said to Lu Chunying, "Don't be afraid, Nannan. Follow your mother."
Lu Chunying thought for a moment and said, "Mom, I still believe what that person said. We can't go here."
"Where else can we go if not here? Didn't we come to Yaowanggou just to find your sister?
We don't have much money left. If we keep wasting money, we'll end up sleeping on the street!"
The two men lingered in front of the door for a moment and made up their minds to go into the house.
"Nannan, follow mommy, don't be afraid. Your sister wrote to ask us to come here. We have nothing to be afraid of!"
The two of them had just entered the gate when a little light appeared in the dark house.
The light came from the second floor, a candle.
The skinny Lu Xiaolan was holding a candle, standing by the second-floor window, waving at the mother and daughter.
"Come on, come on~"
Lu Xiaolan didn't know who these two people were.
She didn't know them, she had never written to them, she didn't know she had a long-lost sister, and she didn't know why the mother and daughter came to the He family's old house.
She couldn't contact anyone except Li Banfeng.
But it doesn’t matter, as long as someone comes.
Just have someone to serve as a substitute.
"Come on, come on~" Lu Xiaolan called anxiously.
Xiao Yeci seemed to hear Lu Xiaolan's voice, but he was not sure whether the voice came from Lu Xiaolan.
"Nannan, is this person your sister?"
Lu Chunying shook her head and said, "I don't think so."
Xiao Yeci thought for a moment and asked again: "Didn't you say that you haven't seen your sister?"
"I haven't seen it before," Lu Chunying looked at the skinny Lu Xiaolan and shuddered, "but I don't think she looks like that."
Xiao Yeci pursed his lips and said, "Since it doesn't look like that, let's go. It's so late, we shouldn't disturb others."
"Then where are we going?" Lu Chunying was also a little confused, "Are we really going to sleep on the street?"
Xiao Yeci thought for a long time and said, "Don't we still have Butler Qiu? Let's go and discuss a place with him."
Lu Chunying was in a dilemma: "We don't know who Mr. Qiu is, so why would he recognize me?"
Xiao Yeci looked at Lu Xiaolan in the western-style building and swallowed his saliva: "You don't even know who Lu Xiaolan is. Let's try our luck with Butler Qiu."
As she spoke, Lu Xiaolan slammed the window hard, as if urging them to come in quickly.
"Let's go." Xiao Yeci grabbed Lu Chunying's hand and quickly left the He family's old house.
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