Let Me Borrow It

Li Banfeng was bound hand and foot with iron chains and locked in the Hostage Room.

The so-called Hostage Room was where hostages were kept. This mother and son pair made a living by drugging and harming people.

Just today, before Li Banfeng was harmed, a mother and daughter had also fallen into their hands.

The mother of this pair was named Xiao Yeci, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. She wore a long gown with a large lapel. Her face was covered in mud and scars, but it couldn't hide her striking and beautiful features. Especially between her brows, there was an intellectual and dignified air unique to scholars.

Her daughter was named Lu Chunying, about twelve or thirteen years old. She wore clothes similar to her mother's but lacked that scholarly temperament.

Seeing Li Banfeng thrown into the Hostage Room, the daughter was very curious and went forward to touch him.

Her mother, Xiao Yeci, quickly pulled her daughter back and repeatedly whispered in her ear, "NanNan, don't move around. Listen to Mama, don't move anything around."

The Hostage Room wasn't large, only about seven or eight square meters. There was a pile of firewood in the middle of the room. Li Banfeng was thrown to the left of the firewood pile, while Xiao Yeci held her daughter and hid to the right of the firewood pile, trying to keep as much distance from Li Banfeng as possible.

After nearly an hour, the night grew deeper. The daughter fell asleep in Xiao Yeci's arms, and Xiao Yeci's eyelids became heavier and heavier, dozing off from time to time.

Li Banfeng, however, had regained some strength. While the mother and daughter were asleep, Li Banfeng bit the key with his teeth and slowly began to rotate it.

Click~ Click~

There was a sense of resistance from the key, indicating that it had connected with the Portable Abode.

But the range of motion for Li Banfeng's neck was limited, making the action of rotating it three times not so easy to complete.

His arms couldn't move because they were locked by the iron chains. Li Banfeng could only control the key with his teeth and tongue, slowly rotating it.

His teeth knocked against the key handle, making a slight sound.

The little girl, Lu Chunying, opened her eyes and secretly looked at Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng swallowed the key back into his mouth and glared fiercely at Lu Chunying.

Lu Chunying was startled and quickly averted her gaze.

This girl is so nosy, what the hell is she looking at!

With that one look from her, all of Li Banfeng's previous efforts were wasted.

The poison in his body was still acting, and Li Banfeng had little strength left. Just as he was about to spit out the key, the little girl turned her head and peeked again.

Still looking!

Li Banfeng's gaze became even more menacing, as if he was about to devour someone at any moment.

Lu Chunying quickly turned her head away. After a moment, she couldn't resist and looked again.

The man was gone!

He was just here, how did he suddenly disappear?

"Mom, that person, he..."

"Don't move around, don't talk nonsense," Xiao Yeci wasn't fully awake and was still muttering in her sleep, "NanNan, listen to Mama, we'll definitely be fine."

Li Banfeng returned to the Portable Abode. Before entering the door, he spat the key into the pile of firewood.

After lying in the Portable Abode for a moment, Li Banfeng began to vomit profusely, expelling the food he had eaten that evening along with bile.

After vomiting, Li Banfeng's body convulsed, and he broke out in a large amount of sweat.

The sweat carried a bitter and fishy odor. Smelling this scent, Li Banfeng felt the urge to vomit again.

Like the vomit, this sweat was a toxin being expelled from his body.

He was rapidly detoxifying. This was a characteristic of a Shut-in Cultivator, but this time it was different from the poisoning incident on Bitter Mist Mountain. It wasn't just detoxification through vomiting, but also through sweating.

Why was the method of detoxification different?

Was it because the toxicity was different, or had his detoxification methods improved?

Li Banfeng wanted to wipe the sweat from his face, but his hands and feet were bound by iron chains, making it impossible to move.

Sweat beads were flowing into his eyes, and Li Banfeng felt a sharp burning pain in the corners of his eyes.

No, I have to break free from these chains quickly. I have to wipe off the sweat on my body to avoid getting poisoned again.

But how could he break free from the iron chains?

Li Banfeng had recovered some of his strength now, but trying to break free from iron chains thicker than hemp ropes with brute force was simply a pipe dream.

Were there any tools in the Portable Abode?

Yes, there were pliers and wrenches, used for repairing the Phonograph.

The tools were in the cabinet at the bottom of the Phonograph. Li Banfeng crawled to the side of the Phonograph. His arms and wrists couldn't move, but his palms could. He painstakingly took out the toolbox and used the pliers to clip at the chains for a long time, but the iron chains showed no change at all.

The tools for repairing the Phonograph were too delicate and not suitable for such heavy work.

More and more sweat was coming out. Li Banfeng couldn't open his eyes. Amidst the burning pain, they began to swell.

Could I go blind?

When refining the pill, Chu Yunlong's clothes had turned into scattered rags all over the floor. Li Banfeng hadn't cleaned them up. He now wanted to use the rags to wipe his eyes, but after searching on the ground for a long time, he couldn't find a single piece.

He crawled to the side of the bed and used the bedsheet to wipe his eyes, but it didn't work. Instead, a lot of sweat was wiped onto his eyelids, and the burning pain became even more intense.

Water, I need to find water!

Quickly wash my eyes clean!

Li Banfeng had a water bucket that he usually kept by the bed. Whenever he had a chance, Li Banfeng would fill the water bucket.

The water in the bucket was very clean and usually used for drinking. If he didn't finish it that day, he would use it for washing the next day.

Where was the water bucket?

Li Banfeng found the water bucket by the bed and plunged his head into it. Even when his forehead touched the bottom of the bucket, Li Banfeng didn't sense the presence of water.

The water bucket is empty?

Impossible, the water bucket was full when I left!

Evaporated?

How could it be that fast!

Li Banfeng was anxious, and the more anxious he was, the more he sweated.

Is there still a way?

Is there?

Yes!

As long as he broke free from the iron chains, there was a way.

Li Banfeng thought of something.

Like an earthworm, he wriggled on the ground by memory, slowly moving to the corner of the room.

He twisted his body and touched the glasses case in the corner of the room.

Fortunately, this thing was still here.

Li Banfeng used all his strength to open the glasses case and took out a Rust Pill from inside.

A stinging pain came from his palm, but Li Banfeng couldn't bother with it and placed the Rust Pill on the iron chain.

The iron chain quickly rusted.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, Li Banfeng suddenly exerted force, and the iron chain on his hand was broken.

Li Banfeng applied the Rust Pill back and forth, and before long, all the iron chains on his body were broken by Li Banfeng.

After breaking free from the iron chains, his palm immediately split open, and blood mixed with rust flowed out. Li Banfeng was detoxifying.

His eyes were still burning intensely. Li Banfeng put away the Rust Pill, couldn't bother with his bleeding hand, and quickly left the Portable Abode.

As soon as he went out, the Phonograph hissed! Hissed! Hissed! Steam rose.

The record turned, and the singing began.

The Phonograph was singing "Wandering Singer," but the lyrics were changed.

"The ends of the earth, oh, the corners of the sea,

Covered in sweat, my love, don't be afraid,

It got into your eyes, it will only hurt a few times,

My love, your eyes will definitely not go blind, ah ah~"

Li Banfeng returned to the Hostage Room.

His footsteps were very light, making no sound. Enduring the severe pain, he opened his eyes and first retrieved the key from the woodpile.

Looking around, Li Banfeng examined the structure of the Hostage Room.

There was a door with a lock on it.

There was a window, the window was very small, with iron bars, and outside the window was the backyard.

The sound of water came from outside the window. Li Banfeng heard it!

There was water!

Li Banfeng was overjoyed. He opened the Portable Abode again. Before entering, he threw the key out the window.

By the time Li Banfeng emerged from the Portable Abode again, he was outside the Hostage Room.

This was the backyard. There was a well in the backyard, and the old woman's second son was sharpening a knife by the well, drawing water.

The knife was almost sharpened. The second son wanted to draw another bucket of water to rinse it off.

Just as he lifted a bucket of water to the well's edge, Li Banfeng snatched it away.

"Let me borrow this water, thank you," Li Banfeng said politely, bowing. He then casually grabbed the second son's knees and flipped him into the well.

Li Banfeng plunged his head into the water bucket. The cool relief immediately eased the intense pain in his eyes.

Actually, Li Banfeng had been overly nervous. Sweat wasn't as damaging to the eyes as he had imagined.

After washing, most of the pain subsided. Li Banfeng poured the entire bucket of water over himself, washing away all the sweat.

While Li Banfeng was washing his face, the second son climbed out of the well. Grasping the well's edge, he silently watched Li Banfeng's back.

The second son was a Martial Cultivator, a strong-willed person. He had been doing business with his mother and brother for over a decade and had never been tricked by a hostage.

How could he have been unprepared just now?

He hadn't even heard any footsteps?

He didn't plan to call his mother or his brother. While Li Banfeng was off guard, he would personally kill this hostage.

Li Banfeng put down the water bucket. The second son exerted force with his arms, preparing to leap out of the well.

Li Banfeng saw the knife on the ground, the one the second son had almost finished sharpening.

He picked up the knife from the whetstone and turned to the second son, saying, "Let me borrow this knife too."

With that, Li Banfeng slit the second son's throat and pushed him back into the well.

Falling into the well water, the second son looked up at the sky through the well opening, not understanding what had happened.

He hadn't expected a Travel Cultivator to be so fast!

He hadn't expected Li Banfeng to strike without any warning.

He hadn't expected that Li Banfeng, who seemed focused on washing his face, had actually been keeping an eye on the well opening the entire time.

He wanted to call his mother, and he wanted to call his brother.

But his mouth was full of blood, his nose full of water, and he couldn't shout anything.

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