The head of the Jiang Xiang Clan was completely killed. He Yuxiu suggested: "Burn this place and leave the Jiang Xiang Clan in ashes."
Li Banfeng shook his head and said: "It would be a pity to burn such a nice garden? Sister Xiu, aren't you repairing your outer house during this time? I might as well give this garden to you."
"No!" He Yuxiu waved her hands and said, "I think this place is unlucky, and not just unlucky."
He Yuxiu didn't say the remaining half of the sentence, which would have made him lose his authority.
Chu Er said for her: "Brother Qi, Jiang Xiang's gang is in the second tier, but there are many disciples in the gang, and they are widely distributed. The centipede is dead but not dead. Their branches in various places may revive. If Jiang Xiang's gang wants revenge,
, the territory of the main hall must be their main target."
This is serious business. Li Qi has already made plans: "Lao Luo, you are most familiar with Jiang Xiang Gang. Starting today, we will start to clean up Jiang Xiang Gang from Puozhou."
Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots is a serious attitude towards doing things. Luo Zhengnan agreed with Li Qi's decision, but he had to say something first: "Master Qi, this matter is not easy."
Li Qi nodded and said, "It's indeed not easy. I'll bear all the manpower and money. Just work with confidence."
With these words, Luo Zhengnan felt relieved, and He Yuxiu said from the side: "Lao Qi, you can't bear this matter alone, the He family must also be considered. Sister, I also want this reputation."
What he said was very frank. He Yuxiu really wanted this reputation.
Is reputation important to the He family?
It wasn't important before, but now the situation is different. The major families have experienced various turmoils, and their prestige in Puluo Prefecture is far less than before. The major event of annihilating Jiang Xianggang will help the major families re-establish their prestige.
Lu Chunying said: "It counts as a share of the Lu family."
Chu Er smiled and said, "Of course I am following Brother Seven."
Everyone contributed money and people to help Luo Zhengnan deal with the remnants of Jiang Xiang's gang.
When the matter was settled, He Yuxiu said: "Old Seven, let's go home to have dinner tonight. Let's get together another day."
Everyone is hungry. Except for Tritik, no one has eaten much tonight.
After everyone left, Luo Zhengnan took Li Banfeng around the main hall, rummaged through the warehouses and darkrooms, and found nothing good except the land deeds and house deeds.
Li Banfeng handed over the land deed and house deed to Luo Zhengnan: "This place will belong to you from now on. If you really don't want it, you can just sell it at a price."
Luo Zhengnan smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid no one would dare to buy this place. Jiang Xiang's gang has done too many evil things. I want to open a charity hall here to help them atone for some of their sins."
Li Banfeng nodded: "That's it, I'll pay for it, and tell our newspaper office that the news of Jiang Xiang's gang being wiped out should be published as soon as possible."
After leaving Jiang Xiangyuan, Gauntlet said to Li Banfeng: "That shouldn't be the case. For such a big gang, there is nothing good in the main hall. Even if there is no magic weapon, there must be some real money at least!"
Li Qi was not surprised: "Xiao Zhenggong wants to abolish Jiang Xiangbang's brand, and he doesn't want this main hall anymore. All the good things have been given away."
Back at home, my wife had already eaten up Xiao Zhenggong's soul: "Hey, sir, judging from the quality of this soul, this person should have reached the ninth level. His cultivation level cannot be seen, and there may be some deviations."
Xiao Zhenggong is not very old, but his cultivation level is so high, which is very rare among the wealthy families in Puluo Prefecture.
Is this dividend from in-state or from out-of-state?
After the record player finished eating, everyone else took their chopsticks. Although their cultivation level was not low, they were not in the clouds after all. The family did not fight over it, and just treated it as a homely meal.
Gloves was not in a hurry to eat. He searched for it in Xiao Zhenggong's clothes for a long time.
Li Banfeng asked: "What are you looking for?"
Glove dragged his index finger with his thumb and fell into deep thought: "Master, you said that the main hall doesn't want it anymore. There are no good things. This is reasonable.
But Xiao Zhenggong has to bring something good with him, right? There’s no need to transfer the magic weapon you carry with you, right?"
This is true. With Xiao Zhenggong's status, he must have a magic weapon in his possession.
Li Banfeng searched around Xiao Zhenggong's clothes, shook his index finger with his gloves and said, "Master, there's no need to search. I've already searched twice, and there's not even a wallet. Even if he is the leader of the Gong Gang, he still has it."
There is something fishy about bringing two banknotes!"
While I was thinking hard, I suddenly heard a roar from my companion: "Ah Tao! How long do you plan to keep that thing!"
I almost forgot, the good things haven’t been handed over to my traveler yet.
Li Banfeng and Gloves went to the third room together. The room trembled and seemed a little impatient.
Gloves was not in a hurry, so he handed a pair of stone awls to Li Banfeng first. Even if the old man spoke in person, the things had to be given to the master first.
Li Banfeng placed the stone awl on the ground, and the stone pieces fell off the awl little by little, revealing the true appearance of the pair of treasures.
It's not stone, it's made of iron. It's very similar to the iron ruler I bought from Feng Chongli before.
Seeing the pair of treasures slowly melting and disappearing, I couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into deafening laughter.
"Hahahaha, it's eight!"
His smile made Hong Ying tremble in fright: "What eight pieces? Nine cakes!"
In the third room, Li Qiwen asked: "Old man, with eight railway tracks, can your strength be raised to a higher level?"
The host didn't answer in a hurry and said to his partner, "Ah Tao, let's go eat."
The gloves didn't respond.
"Ah Tao? Ah Tao! What are you thinking about?"
Gloves raised his head and said, "Master, call me?"
"I'll let you go eat!"
"Okay!" Glove agreed and returned to the main room.
The traveler asked Li Banfeng: "What happened to this boy?"
Li Banfeng said: "I didn't find anything good in Jiang Xiang's gang headquarters, and the gang leader doesn't have anything good either. He's a little confused."
The traveler snorted coldly: "I just look down on these thieves. They don't care if they miss a meal. If they take one less thing, it's as if they can't live."
Li Qi smiled and said, "Let's talk about the railway tracks first."
The mobile home blocked everyone in the mobile home and said to Li Banfeng: "With eight railway tracks, I should be able to break a boundary."
"What boundary?"
"To the inner state line."
Li Banfeng was surprised and immediately said happily: "Now that I can go to Neizhou, can I rescue the old train?"
The resident was silent for a long time and asked, "Do you want to save the old train?"
"I want to save him," Li Banfeng didn't hide it. "He saved my life, I must save him."
The resident sighed: "I also want to save him, but now is not the time."
"Isn't it possible to go to Neizhou? Why do you still say it's not the right time?"
"It's not the right time for you, and it's not the right time for me. You're not good at cultivation. If you don't reach Yunshang, I don't dare to let you go to Neizhou.
I only have eight railway tracks here, which is not enough."
"Eight is not enough? How many are needed?"
Suiju did the math: "There are a total of twelve railway tracks. It's best to find them all, otherwise it will be difficult to get out once you enter Neizhou."
"My wife's cultivation has reached the level of Yunshang, and she is not just an ordinary Yunshang. With her help, I should be more confident."
Suiju smiled and said: "Ah Qi, don't tell me anything about sincerity, and don't tell me about husband and wife being of the same mind. I don't believe any of that.
Even if you two are really husband and wife, even if your affection is indeed true, I don't believe it.
It is too difficult for me to trust a person. As long as she is still here as a house spirit, I cannot let her out easily.
This is for the rules and for you,
After getting these two rails, I remembered some things. After thinking of these things, I don't believe in any affection.
Also, tell Aji not to mess with that guy from the fifth room all the time."
This is the first time that I have taken the initiative to mention the five-bedroom apartment.
Li Banfeng asked: "Who is that person in the fifth room?"
"I have a vague impression that she seems to be a certain passenger. I can't remember her identity. I only know that she stayed on the train for a long time. I don't know what she has become now.
You don't have to worry about some things. As long as she's still on the train, you can't let her act wild.
But Ah Ji had better not provoke her. He is not cultivated enough and there are some things he cannot grasp properly."
Li Banfeng asked: "Am I also a passenger?"
"Humph," the attendant smiled, "You are not a passenger, never have been."
Li Qi came out of the third room and saw a family cooking. Only his gloves were staring at Xiao Zhenggong's clothes. He was so stimulated that he couldn't even eat.
In the fifth room, the projector was projecting a picture on the wall. On the screen, a beautiful woman wearing a white gauze was playing and watching the piano on the beach.
Although the film is silent, Li Banfeng seemed to be able to hear the beautiful music and even the waves reciprocating on the beach.
Dozens of sheets of oil paper are neatly stacked next to the projector. These oil papers are used to hold candles.
In one corner of the room, film boxes were piled up against the wall. The projector had used up almost all the film in the house.
"Brother, it's time to eat." Li Banfeng sat next to the projector.
The projector replied: "Director Qi, I'm not hungry. I want to polish the script with you."
Li Banfeng nodded and said, "This room is a bit messy. I want to change the room to discuss the script."
"Then let's go to the eighth room," the projector said to the woman on the screen, "That's it for today."
The woman turned her face to the camera, nodded with a smile, and closed the piano lid.
The projector closed the lens cover, and the picture went dark. He was suspended in mid-air, and followed Li Qi to the eighth room.
After closing the door, the projector suddenly trembled: "Director Qi, I'm very scared. This may not be art. I may have touched the devil."
"Don't worry, brother, speak slowly." Li Banfeng lit a cigarette and inserted it into the film box of the projector.
A burst of smoke rose up, and the projector calmed down a little: "Director Qi, in the last battle, I snatched a bead flower from the enemy. This is not my fault alone. It should mainly be attributed to Tang Dao.
I kept the pearl flower. It was a magic weapon with a high level and a strong sense of self. I dedicated it to the girl in the fifth house as a gift.
It was wrong for me to do this. It was a precious trophy and should be handed over to the Seventh Director for disposal, but I really did it for——."
The projector began to get excited again, and Li Banfeng comforted him: "It doesn't matter, our family does not lack magic weapons.
Don’t take it to heart.”
The projector continued: "Miss Wufang liked this gift very much. She told me a lot about her, including her name and her origins.
She said her name was Su Lijun. She was originally a very wealthy woman, but she was killed by a heartless man. Her resentful soul wandered around the old house in the wilderness."
Hearing this, Li Banfeng frowned. This story seemed familiar to him.
If she wants to say her name is Luo Yuni, this will be troublesome.
The projector continued: "Later, due to various accidents, she came to this mansion and was trapped here ever since, never being able to get out again.
Before she met me, she said she never communicated with anyone in the house. She said she and I got along so well because we shared a common obsession with art."
Li Banfeng said: "You don't believe what she said is true?"
"I believe, I think everything she said is true, but everything she said is exactly what I expected." At this point, the projector began to tremble again, "She said her name is Su Lijun
, I think this is what she should be called, even if she doesn’t tell me, I can guess it.”
"Can you guess the name?"
"Yes! It really can! And her life experience is exactly the same as my guess. Even if she doesn't say it,
I can even guess the scene when she was killed."
The projector played a scene where a girl from the fifth bedroom was dressing up in front of the mirror. A man strangled her to death with a tie from behind.
Fortunately, it wasn't an eye-insertion or strangulation.
Li Banfeng said: "Brother, this is the script you wrote for the fifth-fang girl, right? She is just acting strictly according to your script, and you can't tell the difference between the script and reality."
"These things do not appear in the script. The script is here. You can take a closer look. There are no such plots!" The projector opened the film room, and a large number of papers flew out from the film room. Many papers had Li Li on them. Bian Feng's handwriting, these scripts were written by Li Banfeng and Projector together.
"These plots appeared in my mind, but I did not write them down, and I never mentioned them to the girl in the fifth house.
I am sure that she is not a character I imagined, she is real, but my thoughts are implanted in her consciousness.
I know where my ideas come from. I asked Bloody Pendulum about her life experience, and she told me some remaining memories,
I originally wanted to use the memory of the pendulum as the material for the script, but who would have thought that the movie has already taken shape before the script appeared!"
Li Banfeng felt that the projector was still not very clear: "Maybe you told a certain plot to the girl from the fifth room, maybe she followed your ideas and completed a performance."
"Director Qi, she's not that obedient!" The projector played another scene.
The girl from Wufang ran among the flowers. She picked a bouquet of flowers, smelled the fragrance, and showed a sweet smile.
The screen suddenly went black, and the projector explained: "I closed the lens cover. I was very tired that day and I fell asleep."
Before he finished speaking, the screen turned on by itself.
The girl from the fifth house walked towards the camera with her head lowered and holding flowers.
Walking to the front of the camera, she slowly raised her head, with no expression on her face.
She tilted her head to the left, then to the right.
She looked at the camera for a long time, with the corners of her mouth turning up, revealing a faint smile.
The picture went dark again, and the projector said: "I really fell asleep at the time. This picture was not taken by me, it was left to me by her.
I don't know what her purpose was in leaving this scene. I asked her and she said it was a performance based on my request.
She lied. This was not my request. Director Qi, you may think I have a mental problem, but I am sure I am normal."
Li Banfeng patted the projector and said, "Even if you have a mental problem, you are still normal."
"But something is not normal," Projector took out the beaded flower from the film room, "This magic weapon turned out to have a strong sense of self, but her consciousness completely disappeared.
She has now become a pure spiritual creature, without even the most basic ability to express herself.
This gave me a bold guess. The Zhuhua experience may be exactly the opposite to that of the Wufang girl.
When I first met the girl from Wufang, her consciousness was almost blank.
In Wufang, there is a magical power that can create consciousness or destroy a person's consciousness."
Li Banfeng roughly understood the meaning of the projector, and then asked: "Are you sure this power comes from the fifth room and not from you?"
The picture is stuck, and so is the projector's thinking.
After a long pause, the projector replied: "I'm not sure, I can only say that I shouldn't have this ability.
I know that many of our family members have unusual pasts. Tang knives, judge pens, gloves,
They used to be big shots,
But I’m different from them. I’m a self-born creature, just like a sickle. I claim to be a shadow cultivator, but in fact I don’t know my own Taoism at all, and I can’t tell where my techniques come from.’
Magic weapons generally don't want to talk about their past, either due to contractual restrictions or due to nature.
Projector frankly told his past because he was truly afraid.
Li Banfeng said: "From now on, don't go to Wufang again."
Projector said: "I know that the fifth room is dangerous, and I keep reminding myself not to go there again.
But I can't control it, I'm shaping a soul, I can feel fear, but I can't resist temptation."
Li Banfeng took out his pistol and put it in front of the projector: "Do you recognize this gun?"
Of course the projector recognized it: "This is Ling Miaoying's gun."
"This is a spiritual object, a very pure spiritual object. I have communicated with it many times, but it cannot respond in any way.
If you are so eager to shape the soul, go and shape its soul, and don’t go to the fifth room.”
"Seventh Director, this is a very handy weapon for you, I don't want to damage it————."
"It doesn't matter, I'll give it to you." Li Banfeng opened the film room of the projector and took out all the films about the girl in the fifth house.
The old man is right, there is some sense of propriety that the projector really cannot control.
"Go out with me tomorrow and I'll buy you some film."
Back in the main room, the whole family had eaten, the projector had eaten flesh and blood, and finally calmed down.
The leftovers were left to Hong Lian to clean up. On his way to the ninth room, Li Banfeng passed the fifth room again.
A salty sea breeze blew onto Li Banfeng's cheeks, and a slight halo appeared on the wall.
It's like the movie is about to start.
Li Banfeng looked at the wall, raised the brim of his hat, raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes shone, and he smiled.
Do you want to come out and chat?" Li Banfeng asked.
The cold wind disappeared and the halo on the wall disappeared.
Li Banfeng lowered the brim of his hat and took Honglian to the main room.
"A Tao, if you don't eat anymore, there will be nothing left when Hong Lian is served."
Gloves was still checking Xiao Zhenggong's clothes: "Master, I really don't want to eat, and I don't want to miss this meal, so please leave me alone."
The next day, Li Banfeng woke up and was about to go out. The record player said: "My dear husband, take the garbage out."
The rubbish refers to Xiao Zhenggong's clothes. Li Banfeng was just about to put away the clothes when Gloves begged: "Master, don't be impatient. Let me check for a day and you can throw them away tomorrow."
Li Banfeng sighed: "What's wrong with you? Maybe he really doesn't have any magic weapon with him, and maybe he was transferred in advance."
Gloves shook his index finger and said, "Impossible. When you fought with him last night, I smelled the smell of baby. If this is a mistake, how can I eat this bowl of rice?"
Li Banfeng stopped trying to persuade him. Gloves had his own temperament and his own obsessions.
Taking the projector to the street, Li Banfeng casually bought a newspaper. This was a newspaper published by his own newspaper office. The incident at Jiang Xiang Gang's headquarters last night had been reported in the newspaper.
The headline news was written very directly, with the title "Jiang Xiang's gang was wiped out, Xiao Zhenggong's family is gone".
There is no evasion in the content, and it directly talks about how Li Qi, He Yuxiu and others massacred the main hall of the Jiangxiang Gang and eradicated a major scourge in Puluo Prefecture.
This was Li Banfeng's instruction. He knew that this matter could not be hidden, so he simply spread the news.
Today's newspapers are selling like crazy. Who would have thought that the notorious Jiang Xiang Gang was wiped out overnight.
The Flying General Camp also appeared in the news, describing part of Yao Zhiyi's confession, and Li Qi wanted to completely expose this conspiracy.
The morning paper was printed twice as much and was still sold out. Li Banfeng bought a newspaper owned by Shen Rongqing.
But I found that there was no news about Jiang Xianggang in the headlines.
"How can you eat this bowl of rice if you can't seize such a good business opportunity?" Li Banfeng threw the newspaper into the trash.
Shen Rongqing also received the news that Jiang Xiang's gang was wiped out, but she was still hesitant to publish the article, especially the news about the Flying General Camp, which was in serious conflict with the news she had released before.
She wanted to discuss it with He Jiaqing, but she spent the entire morning without contacting He Jiaqing.
Where has he gone?
Shen Rongqing was very anxious. She was a little hesitant about how to deal with the evening news.
Li Banfeng went to the Wonderful Record Player Store and bought all the movie films.
Ling Miaosheng poured a cup of tea for Li Banfeng: "Boss Li, can you stay a little longer? I have something to ask of Li Banfeng. Li Banfeng felt it was strange. Ling Miaosheng had kept a distance from Li Banfeng for so long. He suddenly said
Xiangqiu, this surprised Li Banfeng.
Ling Miaosheng took out a deed: "Boss Li, I would like to temporarily entrust you with the record player store. Of course, this is not a free request.
First of all, all the income of the record player store during this period belongs to you. If there is a loss due to poor management, I will bear it.
Besides, I have a gift to give you."
After saying that, Ling Miaosheng took out a hand-cranked record player: "This is a spiritual object. I always call it the tracer. This record player can trace part of the peep repair technique. To put it simply, it can reproduce part of the hook.
content,
My two brothers played a lot of hooks in my record player shop. I didn't know their identity at first, but it wasn't until I was affected that I found a craftsman to make this magical thing.
This is a sharp weapon against prying eyes. I hope this spiritual object can bring you some help in the future."
Li Banfeng said: "Why do you want to leave the record player store to me?"
Ling Miao said: "I want to find art, the art that originally belonged to me but was lost.
It may sound ridiculous. When we last met, I told you about some of my experiences in Amican. Since then, some of the memories that were taken away have continued to reappear in my dreams.
I left too many regrets there, and I want to make up for these regrets in my lifetime.
If I fail, if my life remains in a foreign land, my record player will be yours completely,
These things are very clearly written in the deed."
Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said, "I'm just one of your customers. Why do you trust me so much? Give me your most precious family property?"
Ling Miaosheng laughed: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. I once thought about handing over the record player store to someone more reliable, but I counted everyone around me, and no one is more reliable than you.
When no one else believed in me, you believed in me and were willing to buy my record player. I also believed in you when entrusting you with these most precious works of art."
After a moment of silence, Li Banfeng nodded and put away the deed: "Before you come back, I can ensure that your record player store will not be harmed. When you come back, share the art you find with me."
"It's settled." Ling Miaosheng took off her hat, put it on her chest, and saluted Li Banfeng.
After returning to his home, Li Banfeng began to study this record player called "Tracer". Ling Miaosheng introduced how to use it, but Li Banfeng seemed to understand. The principle of this thing was a little complicated.
Moreover, this record player is a purely spiritual object. He does not know how to express it, and Li Banfeng cannot communicate with it.
Fortunately, the lady is proficient in construction techniques and quickly summed up some tips for using this record player.
The couple studied until late at night, white gloves staring at Xiao Zhenggong's clothes and barely moving.
Looking at the threads and wrinkles all over the gloves, Li Banfeng felt that the gloves were much older.
"A Tao, you can't do this. I will throw away Xiao Zhenggong's clothes tomorrow. This matter should be over."
"It's over," Gloves replied in despair, "I heard from you, everything is over.
Just think I made a mistake."
After saying that, the glove lay next to the judge's pen, as motionless as a rag. Li Banfeng was really worried that he would lose his mind and break together with the cheap pen.
Late at night, while the family was sleeping soundly, the door of the main room suddenly opened a gap.
This is impossible to happen.
In the portable home, no one can open the door except Li Banfeng and the old man himself.
Everyone was sleeping soundly. Only Glove suddenly woke up and rushed to the door.
"Bitch thief! Where are you running! I knew this was wrong! You stole it from me. I have to beat you to death today!"
When the sound of fighting was heard, the flames of the record player instantly burst into flames.
Li Banfeng also woke up, but saw two gloves, one white and one black, fighting next to the door.
Chapter completed!