Things Worked Out

Li Banfeng looked at the large bouquet of flowers in Sui Donglan's hand and smelled each one.

"You call this a good flower? It has no fragrance at all, what kind of good flower is this?"

Sui Donglan said with a mournful face, "Who knew what kind of flowers you wanted to buy? I thought you wanted something pretty."

Li Banfeng pushed the flowers aside. "You think you can get rid of the words on your face with these lousy flowers? Keep dreaming!"

"No!" Sui Donglan grabbed Li Banfeng and said, "How about this, I'll take you to a place with flowers. The flowers smell especially sweet, and you can pick as many as you want."

To be fair, although Sui Donglan was a fraud, she had put in a lot of effort in her studies.

The place she recommended was a bit far, but it definitely had lots of beautiful flowers.

Li Banfeng picked various flowers and wove them into a large wreath, the fragrance of which was delightful from afar.

He then asked Sui Donglan to recommend some rouge; regardless of the color, the fragrance was truly remarkable.

After preparing all the gifts, Li Banfeng also prepared a thousand silver dollars. Late at night, he carried a box, a flower wreath, and rouge into the Deputy Building.

Han Juncheng was still lying at the door, completely dead, but no one dared to collect the body.

Li Banfeng swallowed hard and then walked into the building.

He remembered what the spear looked like, but didn't know where it was. He didn't dare to wander around this Deputy Building.

Fortunately, he has a keen sense of smell, even more so than Han Juncheng.

He possessed Hundred Flavors Exquisite of skills and, following the chilling aura, quickly found the second floor.

Upon reaching the room at the end of the corridor, Li Banfeng did not push the door open and go in. Instead, he put on the flower wreath, opened the rouge box, and waited quietly.

The fragrance slowly wafted into the room, and the door creaked open.

Li Banfeng saw the weapon rack and the long spear on it.

He walked carefully forward, carrying a flower wreath and rouge. Long Spear sensed the fragrance approaching and suddenly spoke.

Who are you?

His voice was deep and cold, and his imposing presence sent a chill down Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng slowed his pace but continued forward, when he heard Changqiang shout angrily, "What do you want to do?"

There's no need to answer, and there's no way to answer; she can't hear you at all.

Li Banfeng could only sense the changes in power to determine the speed of his steps.

"Don't come any closer! If you come any closer, I'll take your dog's life!" The spear roared, Li Banfeng trembled.

But he gritted his teeth and kept walking forward, his pace slowing down, but he never stopped.

He couldn't stop; the techniques for Auspiciousness and Avoiding Calamity told Li Banfeng that he couldn't stop.

Hong Ying is very suspicious right now. If we stop now, she could die instantly.

Li Banfeng kept touching his Tang Blade and muttering to himself, "Every Strike Takes a Head; you'd better live up to that."

Tang Blade trembled all over and couldn't utter a word.

He came from a military background, but now he has met his nemesis.

The other magical artifacts were trembling, and even the Wine Gourd and the Old Teapot fell silent.

Li Banfeng slowly walked up to the spear, mustered his courage, and placed the wreath on it.

"Flowers..." Long Spear remained silent for a long time before asking, "Were they for me?"

Li Banfeng took a deep breath, dipped his finger in rouge, and smeared it on his spear.

"Why are you touching me? How dare you! Is this... rouge?"

She hadn't worn rouge in a long time, and there were some things that Old He didn't quite understand.

Li Banfeng used rouge to slowly write two characters on the spear.

Hong Ying.

The spear trembled, Li Banfeng heard panting.

"Do you know my name?"

Li Banfeng wrote it again on the gun.

Hong Ying.

"Are you... calling me?"

This is the most crucial step.

Li Banfeng was drenched in sweat, his body instantly soaked through.

He gripped the key tightly in his hand.

If the spear's power were to increase even slightly, Li Banfeng immediately flee.

But its power remained unchanged, and even slightly diminished.

He waited for a full five minutes, during which Li Banfeng almost suffocated.

The spear finally spoke.

"You... want me?"

Li Banfeng gently stroked the spear.

"I'm deaf and blind, and you still want me...?"

How long has Hong Ying been trapped here?

She desperately hopes someone will accept her.

It must have been a coincidence that she met Old He. Now that Old He is dead, Hong Ying is probably worried that she will never meet House Cultivator again.

Hong Ying fell silent, unsure whether she was moved or suspicious.

This is to express sincerity, the utmost sincerity!

Li Banfeng took out a silver coin and touched it to the gun.

The spear-wielder roared, "What is this thing? Who do you take me for?"

Li Banfeng was trembling all over and almost ran away for his life.

Fortunately, Changqiang quickly calmed down and asked, "Was that a silver coin just now?"

Li Banfeng picked up two silver dollars and touched them to Hong Ying.

"Just two? What kind of woman do you take me for?" Hong Ying asked sharply.

"There's more," Li Banfeng said, even though he knew Hong Ying couldn't hear him.

Li Banfeng picked up a handful of silver dollars and rubbed them against Hong Ying's body.

Hong Ying angrily said, "Don't touch my belly, it's so itchy there!"

Li Banfeng moved up a little.

Hong Ying was even more furious. "I'm a young lady, how can you touch me there?"

Li Banfeng moved down a little.

"This place is even worse!"

What the hell is wrong with it?

This woman is much harder to please than Wife.

Li Banfeng rubbed the silver coins one by one against the spear.

Long Qiang sneered from time to time, "Vulgar man, you bring me this vulgar thing, do you think I really care about it?"

"Let me tell you, you can only touch a silver coin once. If you dare touch me twice with a silver coin, see how I deal with you!"

Before long, all one thousand silver dollars had been touched. Li Banfeng dipped his brush in rouge and wrote her name on the spear once more.

Hong Ying.

"Why are you still calling me by my name?" The spear's power surged, then subsided. "Didn't I already agree to your demands?"

Li Banfeng mustered his courage and gripped the spear.

The imposing presence remained, but the spear did not resist.

There's one more step to success: owning a house.

If the house doesn't want Hong Ying to leave, Li Banfeng will have to fight the house again.

Hong Ying was prepared for this. "I've lived in this house for many years; I'm afraid it might try to force me to stay here."

Let's not get entangled in this house. Let's wait for the right opportunity and leave as soon as possible!

Li Banfeng wiped his sweat, picked up his long gun, and walked all the way to the gate of the Deputy Building. The house did not stop Hong Ying and Li Banfeng.

Hong Ying is overthinking it; this house has had enough of her.

Hong Ying was slightly embarrassed and explained to Li Banfeng, "Your timing is indeed excellent. This house is sound asleep and hasn't woken up yet. Please take me to your house quickly."

Li Banfeng led Hong Ying into Portable Abode.

The Wine Gourd dared not utter a sound.

The Blood-Containing Pendulum clung tightly to the Thread-Pulling Earring.

In the calendar poster, Dream Virtue covered his eyes.

The Old Teapot is asleep.

The Judge's Brush really fell asleep.

The Tang Blade flew into the second room without regard for anything else.

Li Banfeng, carrying a long spear, looked at the record player.

The man with the spear was still talking. "Is this your home? You're home so quickly? Your home is quite close to where I used to live."

Your house is so strange, what kind of house is this...? Who are you?

Hong Ying realized something was wrong with the house and roared, "You lied to me! You dare lie to me! Where is this place? This is...!"

She discovered that not only was the house wrong, but there were other things inside as well.

"Wicked Woman, I can smell you! This is your lair! I'll fucking..."

Li Banfeng gripped his spear tightly and said, "Attack!"

A cloud of steam rushed over and tightly enveloped the spear.

The spear trembled, broke free from Li Banfeng's grasp, and turned to stab Li Banfeng.

Steam rushed out to shield Li Banfeng, Wife cried out, "Husband, leave the rest to Little Slave!"

The moment he grabbed Hong Ying, his Wife had already gained the upper hand. Wife used a cloud of steam to send Li Banfeng into the second room, sealed the door, and began to fight with Hong Ying.

Li Banfeng lay behind the door, listening to the two fighting and cursing at each other.

"Wicked Woman, you dare to scheme against me! I've been looking for you! Let's settle this today!"

"You bitch, what the hell are you talking to me about settling things up? I might as well just sandwich your face between a peach, since you're willing to throw it away anyway!"

Li Banfeng listened with growing anxiety.

My Wife, no matter what you do, she can't hear you.

After a long struggle, the Wife seemed to have gained no advantage.

This is Li Banfeng's house, and she is Li Banfeng's Home Spirit. She fought in the Portable Abode, but the Wife still didn't get the better of her.

What should we do?

Li Banfeng couldn't think of a way to help his Wife either.

Huff~ Huff~

The Wife's voice was hurried, as if she had suffered a loss.

A piercing cry came from the trumpet, "Husband, help me awaken my mind!"

"How do I open it?" Li Banfeng didn't quite understand.

"Concentrate your mind, my lord, and enlighten her."

Which trick?

"Ear!"

Li Banfeng focused his mind, concentrating only on the shape and appearance of the ears.

Just as I was thinking about getting my ears pierced, a scream came from outside the door.

The scream came from Hong Ying.

Her hearing has improved.

Li Banfeng never expected that the House Cultivator and the Home Spirit could cooperate in this way.

This must be a new battle tactic created by the Wife after she took the Profound Essence Pill.

Hong Ying has been deaf for so many years, and now that her hearing has returned, she should be happy.

But this is not a good thing when it comes to a record player.

The Wife has started singing:

"In spring, green grass grows, and battle armor is carefully sewn."

Summer flowers bloom, and the sound of drums and horns resounds.

As autumn leaves fall, we take the enemy's head on the battlefield.

Winter snow falls, blood is shed to honor the fallen heroes!

The Wife began to sing this mournful war song.

Upon hearing the music, Hong Ying instantly lost her temper.

"Wicked Woman! I did nothing wrong! What right do you have to humiliate me!"

"You wretch, how dare you say you're right? Do you even know the proper conduct of a warrior?"

"I'll fight you to the death!" The spear lost its mind and thrust straight at the record player.

Amidst the trembling of the song, Li Banfeng and the other magical artifacts remained largely unaffected, except for the spear, which lay motionless on the ground.

Li Banfeng stepped out of the room, looked at the spear, and asked, "Wife, are you done?"

The record player paused for a moment before saying, "All done!"

Li Banfeng felt a weight lifted from his heart, picked up his spear and said, "Alright, I'll go and deal with her."

Sell this thing directly to Luo ZhengNan, and you'll have avenged your Wife and settled the matter of Iron Gate Fort.

"Husband, wait!"

Li Banfeng was taken aback. "What's wrong, my Wife?"

"My lord, she is not dead yet."

"She's not dead?" Li Banfeng quickly threw down his spear. "Wife, this is no laughing matter. Such a delicious dish, you should eat it while it's hot. What's the point of keeping her alive?"

"My Little Slave, I beg you for one thing: please let this wretched woman live a few more days. I have some questions for her."

These words have been hidden for countless years; if I don't ask them clearly, this knot in Little Slave heart will never be untied.

"My Wife, I always feel uneasy having such a fierce woman at home."

"Don't worry, my husband. She's fallen for my technique, so she can't use her skills."

"But this..."

Li Banfeng was in a dilemma.

He needs to get rid of this attention-grabbing thing as soon as possible.

My Wife won't let me send it now, what should I do?

The phonograph knew that Li Banfeng didn't want to keep Hong Ying, but some things, if left unresolved, would cause lifelong suffering. "This Little Slave has troubled my husband, but there are some things Little Slave just want to know the truth about. This Little Slave begs my husband to grant me a few more days."

My Little Slave, I beg you...

My lord, I beg you with all Little Slave heart.

I can understand my Wife's feelings.

But how do we deal with the current problems?

Li Banfeng looked at the long spear lying on the ground; its imposing aura was still overwhelming.

Power and prestige...

Li Banfeng took off his belt.

The record player jolted. "Hey, husband, are you going to use family discipline?"

"My Little Slave may hit me, I deserve it, just don't let the family see."

Li Banfeng didn't say anything, turned around and went to the second room, where he took out a weapon.

This is a long spear that he took from Mrs. Han's house. Because Li Banfeng is not very good at using long weapons, he has kept it with Portable Abode for a long time.

He picked up his belt and spear, then looked at Hong Ying on the ground and asked the record player, "Wife, can she still speak?"

"Yes, she will be able to speak once she wakes up."

Li Banfeng nodded and tore off the buttons on his clothes.

A woman selling cloth approached Luo ZhengNan, pretending to buy groceries, and said in a low voice, "Someone broke into the manor last night, and this morning, the seals on the manor were removed."

Luo ZhengNan smiled, "It seems things have worked out!"

P. S.: This Old Fox is not easy to fool!

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