Hong Ying's Eyes

Portable Abode, Li Banfeng was discussing countermeasures with Tang Blade.

"Erlv, do you still remember the battle with Green Flower?"

"I've forgotten most of it, only have vague recollections of the minor details."

I remember many people dying in Beggar Bay, one after another, without stopping.

I didn't know how to cope at the time. Beggar Bay, a place where poor people lived, suffered a natural disaster, which seemed commonplace, as if no one could resist it.

In the end, Green Flower and I fought to the death. My lord, you may not believe me, but to be honest, I really didn't back down in that battle.

Li Banfeng said, "I believe you. In the face of a fierce battle, you never backed down."

Tang Blade continued, "I remember I was very weak that day. I was weak before the fight even started, and I was even weaker after the fight began."

I robbed him of some things, and after that, I pushed my luck.

I removed his internal organs; I thought I could win, but after that, I honestly can't remember anything.

All I remember is that my knife was still there, and it kept talking to me. I don't remember what it said. When I could remember things later, I had already become the knife.

Although his memory was hazy, Tang Blade had already revealed many key details.

Li Banfeng wanted to weave this content into a coherent narrative, but his thoughts were in disarray. His opponent's skills were formidable, and their power still lingered in Li Banfeng's mind.

Don't worry about the mess; we have a way to organize it, a very intuitive way to organize it.

Li Banfeng recorded in writing the descriptions of the Tang Blade and the Orange Garden Elder.

In the first act, Green Water Bow kills people through the plague in Beggar Bay.

At that time, Green Water, with a sinister smile, squeezed the pustules on her face one by one, causing the people around her to die one by one.

Li Banfeng said to the projector, "Depict the action of squeezing out the pus in more detail."

The projector explained, "I'm worried that overly detailed images might offend viewers."

"No, this part is all about visual impact."

Pfft! A splatter of pus landed on the screen, and the Wife shuddered. "Husband, do we really have to watch this at home?"

Hong Ying snorted coldly, "The husband is the head of the household, Seventh Son can look at whatever he wants. Who gave you the right to say anything?"

The record player roared, "You bitch, you want a beating, don't you?!"

Hong Ying personally brought over the paddle. "Go ahead and hit me!"

The record player chuckled, "Yingying, come here. I won't hit you today, but I'll gouge out your eyes so you can learn a lesson."

Hong Ying sneered, "If you had my eyes, I could kill you with just a Ride a Horse and Admire Flowers!"

The two continued arguing, and the film continued.

The battlefield of Beggar Bay Corpses Everywhere, and the fighting power of the Local Earth God Thin Donkey Yuan was severely weakened.

Li Banfeng said to Tang Blade Dao, "Your cultivation method should be the same as Yao Lao's, not a one-way take, but a mutual support."

I remember this was called "Water Cultivator," where combat power fluctuates with population size. Green Water Bay exploited this, severely weakening your combat power by reducing the population of Beggar Bay.

Tang Blade pondered for a long time and said, "I don't remember clearly, but it should be similar to what the lord said, except that Thin Donkey Yuan in this movie doesn't look much like me."

The projector said in a deep voice, "As long as the mood is right, don't be too picky."

Tang Blade still couldn't accept it. "Thin Donkey Yuan is my name, but I'm a person. What do you mean by putting a donkey on it?"

In the battle scene between Green Water Bow and Thin Donkey Yuan, a beggar is fighting with a skinny donkey.

The room was filled with steam from the Wife's laughter. Hong Ying snorted coldly, "Didn't you just say it was disgusting? Now you're laughing so hard!"

"Yingying, come here. Your hair isn't combed right. Let me fix it for you!"

Hong Ying retorted, "You're going to kindly help me with my hair? Or are you just going to take the opportunity to hit me again?"

"I really won't hit you, come on."

The Wife combs Hong Ying's hair, and in the movie scene, the beggar beats the donkey to death.

Tang Blade was quite dissatisfied with this. "I fought him fiercely for a long time, and you just glossed over it. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

The projector ignored Tang Blade and continued playing the image. Green Water Bow sat next to the donkey's corpse, ate the donkey's carcass, and its body shimmered with layers of light. From then on, it became Local Earth God.

"Second Donkey, is it accurate that Green Water Bow created the Daoist sect of Disease Cultivator only after becoming Local Earth God?"

Tang Blade pondered for a long time, "My lord, this humble general really can't remember."

The projector rewound the film a bit. "Seventh Director, before Green Water Bow became Local Earth God, it was already spreading plague. Perhaps the Disease Cultivator had already become a Daoist sect at that time."

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The exact time was unknown, so Li Banfeng could only ask the record player, "My dear Wife, after advancing to the Cloud Realm, can cultivators create their own Daoist sects?"

While combing Hong Ying's hair, the Wife replied, "There is such a rumor, but Little Slave tried it and failed. This may be related to the cultivator's talent."

Hong Ying interjected, "Seventh Son, I've tried too, but it didn't work."

The record player chuckled, "You spend all day pondering 'Adding Fragrance Lyrics,' what kind of path can you possibly develop? Two paths, perhaps?"

Hong Ying snorted and said nothing more. Li Banfeng watched the scene of the Green Water Bow spreading the plague and felt that there was something wrong.

"Erlu, Green Water Bow spread the plague in your territory, and you just let him do it without doing anything?"

Tang Blade thought for a long time and said to Li Banfeng, "My lord, at the time I only knew there was a plague, but I didn't know who was spreading it. Since cultivation levels are invisible, I didn't even know who Green Flower was."

I did a lot of work at the time. I begged for a lot of food and medicine from the local Local Earth God, but those medicines were useless against the epidemic.

Did Thin Donkey Yuan not recognize who the Green Flower was at the time?

That shouldn't be the case, right?

"The old man I met in the orange grove had already realized that Green Water Bow was spreading the plague."

Tang Blade laughed upon hearing this, "I recognize that old man who sells those oranges. At that time, his cultivation level was already close to the Cloud Realm. What he said is indeed correct, but this matter has reversed cause and effect."

"What do you mean?"

"He knew that Green Water Bow killed me and became the Local Earth God of Beggar Bay. Afterwards, he deduced all the methods Green Flower used. Over the years, the cause and effect were deeply rooted in his mind and made sense when he thought about it. But at that time, he didn't know who was spreading the plague."

Faced with the epidemic, tens of thousands of people fell ill, and for a time the source could not be identified.

Is Yellow Earth Bridge in the same situation?

Li Banfeng slightly altered his experiences over the past few days, turning the projector into a video feed.

The merchants of Yellow Earth Bridge encountered numerous troubles in their daily business operations: restaurants made mistakes in serving dishes, pharmacies produced incorrect medicines, and factories and mines experienced frequent accidents, causing one merchant after another to leave.

These chaotic events were very well concealed, and coupled with the fact that the Local Earth God at the time was Mourning Star, it was easy to associate them with luck issues. Just like what happened during this period, Ma Wu quickly associated it with the jinx.

The Mourning Star uses the Water Cultivator method, only taking and not protecting. The Yellow Earth Bridge is decaying very quickly and is soon at risk of turning into Old Land.

In order to preserve his position, the Mourning Star went to attack Medicine King Gully, but was killed by Yao Lao.

The cultivator who caused the chaos should seize this opportunity to steal the Mourning Star's contract and forcibly take his position.

Promotion to the cloud.

But he failed, because the Carriage Driver returned first.

When the Mourning Star went to Medicine King Gully, the Carriage Driver disappeared. It turned out that he had returned to fight for the contract of Yellow Earth Bridge.

Judging from the Carriage Driver's current condition, he still doesn't know that Yellow Earth Bridge hides such a ruthless person who can create chaos.

Where is this ruthless person? Is he at North Bridge?

Let's go and see first.

Li Banfeng left Sui Shen Ju with Tang Blade in Portable Abode, and then combed Hong Ying's hair.

"Yingying, your rouge isn't applied correctly either. Let me fix it for you."

Hong Ying was obedient enough to sit in front of the record player and wait for it to apply rouge to her face.

Suddenly, the two styluses of the record player pierced Hong Ying 'Hong Ying gun tip, causing her to flinch in pain.

"What are you doing, Wicked Woman!"

"Don't move. Didn't I just say I was going to open your eyes?"

"You, you used a technique to open my senses? You, you're not lying to me. If you're going to kill me, just kill me. Don't try to torture me!"

"I told you not to move, so don't move. Are you asking for a beating?"

Hong Ying felt uneasy, and felt a sharp pain in her face.

A sliver of light suddenly appeared, and Hong Ying tensed up.

Did you really see it?

"Yingying, try opening your eyes."

Hong Ying had no eyes, but she regained her sight.

She saw what the Portable Abode looked like: a narrow, dark room.

She saw her own dressing mirror and her reflection in it.

A body with limbs and flesh, topped with a huge spearhead, and long hair reaching to the waist.

It looked a bit strange, but Hong Ying liked it very much; she thought she was very pretty.

She looked at the table, then at the chair, then at the candles on the candlestick.

Since her battle with Zhao Xiaowan, Hong Ying has finally seen things again.

She glanced at the Wine Gourd, "So you're the Gourd Girl?"

The gourd swayed its body. "It's me, congratulations, sister."

She glanced at the calendar again. "You're Dream Virtue?"

Dream Virtue bowed politely. "Congratulations, Second Wife."

Hong Ying asked, "Where is that bitch Red Lotus?"

The record player said, "It's in Ninth Room."

Hong Ying turned her head and looked at the record player, at the three large speakers, the two styluses, and the record player that was emitting steam.

Whew~ Whew~

Hong Ying made a strange sound, like a normal person making a sound through their nose with their mouth closed.

The record player's voice was sinister. "Laughing at me, huh, you bitch! Making fun of me, aren't you, you bitch!"

"No, no—hehehehe!"

Hong Ying couldn't help but laugh.

Enraged, the record player grabbed a stool, pinned Hong Ying down, pulled down her pants, snatched the paddle, and began to beat Tao Zi mercilessly.

Hong Ying didn't utter a sound as she was being hit, and she even couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The more she laughed, the angrier the record player became, and the harder it hit her.

After being struck more than a dozen times, the record player suddenly stopped, and she heard the commotion from the Fifth Chamber.

The projector was talking loudly to someone in the Fifth Chamber, and Hong Ying heard it too.

The record player whispered, "That thing has resurfaced."

Hong Ying got up, rubbed Taozi, pulled up her pants and said, "What is that? I'll go see."

The record player said, "Don't be reckless. Listen to what's going on first. These things are in every room. They've been in this house for who knows how many years. We rarely see them. But for some reason, the Fifth Chamber of the family has become attached to the projector."

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"Who cares how many years she's been here? Let her come out and see for herself first. You're the mistress of this house, do you think she'll rebel?" Hong Ying went straight to the Fifth Chamber.

He pushed open the door and saw that the projector was playing his previous feature films.

Hong Ying saw the woman on the wall and threw a punch at her.

The projector hurriedly called out, "Madam, calm down, this is a movie!"

Can't Hong Ying tell this is a movie?

She really couldn't tell. She had never seen a movie in her life, and the projector's picture was so clear that it looked real to Hong Ying.

The punch sent the girl to the ground, where she cried out in pain.

How were you able to hit this girl?

This is a technique of Shadow Play Machine; the images it creates have physical form and a certain combat capability.

Hong Ying threw another punch, and the girl begged for mercy repeatedly. The projector echoed her pleas, "This is a woman I imagined, not a bad person. Please, Madam, have mercy!"

"Imagine?" Hong Ying asked, looking at the projector. "What sect are you from?"

The projector declared, "I am a film repairman born for art."

"Shadow cultivator?" Hong Ying sneered, her imposing aura radiating from her. "I've seen shadow cultivators before, and they don't use this method at all. You're just mimicking their technique!"

The projector was puzzled. "Madam, I don't understand what you mean. I haven't learned any tricks of imitation."

"Don't play dumb with me!" Hong Ying drew a short knife from her waist.

The record player yelled, "You brat! Don't make things difficult for your own family!"

"Xiao Wan, this person isn't as simple as he seems!" Hong Ying was getting serious. "He's using a fake movement technique, and he's been able to maintain it for so long. Do you know how high his cultivation level is?"

Hong Ying brandished her knife to strike, but the projector, unskilled in combat, didn't know how to react.

Buzz!

The Portable Abode suddenly trembled, Hong Ying lost her footing, nearly falling.

The record player rushed into Fifth Chamber and dragged Hong Ying out.

"You wretched woman, I just opened your eyes to the world and you've already caused trouble. I think you haven't been punished enough. You'll get twenty lashes later, and you can count them yourself!"

When Li Banfeng arrived at North Bridge, he bought a set of jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes) from a street vendor.

Everyone said that the local merchants in Yellow Earth Bridge were not good people, and Li Banfeng was prepared for them to ask for exorbitant prices.

But this pancake vendor used good quality flour and fresh eggs, and throughout the entire process, he gave generous portions of ingredients without any adulteration.

One bite, and the aroma lingers in your mouth. One jianbing guozi cost two yuan.

This was an honest businessman. Li Banfeng gave him 100 yuan and asked him some questions.

The owner of the largest coal mine near North Bridge is surnamed Hu, Hu Manchun. Three hundred meters east of the bridgehead, there is a three-story building that is his home.

Besides Hu Manchun, there were also Song Shilong, Tang Dongsheng, and Yue Sicheng—all coal mine owners from North Bridge.

Li Banfeng first went to find Hu Manchun. When he arrived at the door of the small building, he knocked on the door. A middle-aged man wearing a white shirt, with a mustache and slicked-back hair, opened the door.

Who are you looking for?

"I'm looking for Manager Hu."

The man stared at Li Banfeng for a moment, then replied, "I am Hu Manchun. What brings you here?"

Li Banfeng said, "I've come to buy coal."

The man quickly made way for the doorway, gesturing with his hand and saying, "Please come in."

That's not right.

In Li Banfeng's mind, the owner of the largest coal mine in Yellow Earth Bridge should also be the number one bully in Yellow Earth Bridge.

But judging from his attitude and demeanor, he is completely unrelated to a bully.

And why doesn't his family even have a guard?

Upon entering the living room, the furnishings were rustic, with a table and two long benches, where the two sat facing each other.

Hu Manchun ordered someone to serve tea. An old woman carried a teapot and poured a cup for each person, and that was it.

Li Banfeng felt more like he was at Feng's General Store than at a coal mine owner's house.

Hu Manchun asked, "What is your name?"

Li Banfeng said, "My surname is Li, I'm from Green Water City, and I want to buy some coal at Yellow Earth Bridge. I heard that Manager Hu is in charge of Yellow Earth Bridge, so I came to ask about the price first."

"I wouldn't dare accept that. I'm just a small business owner, Boss Li. Let's be clear from the start: judging by your attire, you don't seem like an ordinary person. If you're looking to do large-scale business, I don't have that kind of stock. If you're looking to buy some loose coal..."

"At most, I can get you one or two train cars."

"How about a smaller amount?"

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. This is all the capacity I have. I really can't supply any more. But our prices are cheaper, 20% lower than Black Stone Slope. However, we can't help you with the shipping costs, so you'll have to pay for them yourself."

After saying that, Hu Manchun asked someone to bring over samples of coal. Different grades of coal had different prices.

Li Banfeng ordered two truckloads of high-quality bituminous coal and immediately drew up a contract with Hu Manchun, promising to deliver it to the Train Station the following evening.

Li Banfeng was prepared to pay half the deposit first, Hu Manchun waved his hand and said, "In Yellow Earth Bridge, we do business with trustworthy contracts. No deposit is needed. We'll exchange money for goods at the Train Station."

The deal was struck just like that.

As Li Banfeng was about to leave, Hu Manchun stood up and tried to persuade him to stay, "Boss Li, if you don't mind, please have a simple meal with me tonight. I'll have Mother Liu cook something nice."

"No need to be so polite, I have other plans for tonight."

"The Little Qin across the street sings beautifully. I'll call her over and have her sing you a song."

"Shall I have a couple of drinks with you?"

"Mr. Hu, let's talk another day, I really have something urgent to attend to."

"Then please drink the tea before you leave."

Li Banfeng didn't drink any tea and left Hu Manchun's small building.

He seems to be an honest and upright businessman, and it appears that my previous judgment was wrong.

But if all the businessmen in Yellow Earth Bridge were as honest as him, would they have fallen into such ruin?

This Hu Manchun probably knew I was coming and was just putting on an act for me.

My outfit is too easily recognizable; I need to go back and change.

Li Banfeng returned to Portable Abode, where Hong Ying greeted him warmly, "Seventh Son, you're back."

Li Banfeng smiled at Hong Ying, "You're back."

"Seventh Son, you, you... you're not even that handsome!"

Li Banfeng smiled at the record player, "Give it a good beating!"

The record player pressed the button on Hong Ying and started hitting her. Hong Ying shouted, "Just because I'm not pretty doesn't mean I can't say that! You're going to hit me for that too!"

Li Banfeng took out the pendulum and asked her to change his makeup.

The pendulum asked, "Master, what kind of makeup do you want?"

Li Banfeng couldn't remember for a moment. Hong Ying rubbed the peach and said, "Seventh Son, your projector is no ordinary thing. He is a master in our sect, and his cultivation may be above mine."

"You mean the projector is Travel Cultivator?" Li Banfeng didn't believe it.

"His technique can turn imaginary things into True Person. Although his combat strength is not high, it is indeed somewhat similar to the technique of imitation."

Li Banfeng waved his hand and said, "We can't just guess. I'll ask him another day."

Hong Ying chuckled, "Even if you ask, do you think he'll tell the truth?"

Li Banfeng didn't respond, but went directly to the Fifth Chamber and brought over the projector.

Hong Ying thought she was going to confront them directly, so she immediately put on a more authoritative tone.

The record player scolded, "Don't do anything reckless, wait for your husband's instructions."

Li Banfeng looked at the projector and said, "Brother, you've met Pan Dehai, haven't you?"

The projector said, "I have his image."

The projector did indeed record a segment of Pan Dehai's appearance. Looking at Pan Dehai's appearance, Li Banfeng said to Zhong Bai, "Just dress him up like this."

Hong Ying glanced at the projection on the wall and sighed, "She wasn't pretty to begin with, won't she look even uglier like this?"

Li Banfeng looked at the record player and laughed, "Keep playing!"

With a crisp sound of the pendulum, the pendulum quickly finished applying makeup to Li Banfeng. When Li Banfeng looked in the mirror, he found that he looked about 70-80% similar.

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The Wife laughed and said, "My dear husband, this makeup is enough to fool ordinary people, but if you encounter someone with profound cultivation, they will still be able to see through the disguise."

"It doesn't matter if there are some flaws. I'm not impersonating Pan Dehai. As long as others can't recognize me, that's fine."

"My Little Slave, I have just learned some disguise techniques, so I might as well give them a try. I'll need Sister Hanxue's help."

The Blood-Containing Pendulum, naturally understanding the situation, quickly bowed and said, "It is my honor to learn skills from you, Madam."

Using clay and paint, the record player mixed a paste into a bowl and used it to sketch Li Banfeng 'Pan Dehai likeness, stroke by stroke, along with the pendulum.

Once the drawing was finished, the record player exhaled a puff of steam at Li Banfeng, and the clay adhered to Li Banfeng's face like skin and flesh.

When Li Banfeng looked in the mirror, he saw a square face, a big nose, a wide mouth, and with a Little Mustache, he looked exactly like Pan Dehai.

"My lord, use Little Slave skills to change your voice."

Li Banfeng cleared his throat, recalling Pan Dehai's voice, and said, "I am the Great Virtuous Person."

The projector said, "Seventh Director, that's a bit lacking. Raise the pitch a little; Pan Dehai speaks with more confidence then!"

After several adjustments, the sound remained almost identical.

The Wife took some fabric and quickly made a long gown, then added a Small Round Hat, making her look exactly like Pan Dehai. That's how she came out.

"My husband is much thinner than this old man; he needs some fillers."

The Wife stuffed some more clay into Li Banfeng's clothes, so that unless the man was extremely familiar with Pan Dehai, no one could tell the difference.

What should you do if you encounter someone spying on your repairs?

"Don't worry, my husband. Those below the sixth level won't be able to see any flaws. Even if you encounter someone above the sixth level, you don't need to worry too much. House Cultivator are inconspicuous, and they won't notice any small flaws."

The record player took a piece of wood, scraped it, shaved it, and aged it to make a walking stick for Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng went out, leaning on his cane, and went to another small building.

When the door was opened, an elderly man around sixty years old came out and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Song Shilong, Boss Song, to buy coal."

The old man was none other than Song Shilong. He quickly extended his hand and said, "Please come in."

The furnishings in Song Shilong's home were very similar to those in Hu Manchun's. After tea was poured, the two began to discuss business. Song Shilong asked first, "May I ask your name?"

Li Banfeng had no intention of impersonating Pan Dehai, so he just made up a name: "My surname is Wu, my name is Wu Dade, Sea Eat Ridge."

"You've come all this way to buy coal from me?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "I heard it from a friend. Boss Song is a virtuous person. I feel at ease doing business with a virtuous person."

Song Shilong clasped his hands and said, "I am flattered by your praise. I dare not accept the title of 'virtue,' but I am not lacking in business ethics. Let me make it clear from the beginning: I cannot supply large-scale transactions. At most, I can only trade some loose coal with you."

This sounds familiar.

Hu Manchun used the same excuse.

"Loose coal is fine too."

"Please take a look at the coal sample first!"

The coal samples were no different from those at Hu Manchun's house. Li Banfeng selected two truckloads of high-quality bituminous coal, signed a contract, and agreed to pay the deposit upfront, waiting to collect the money at the station.

Before leaving, Song Shilong first treated him to a meal, and then invited him to listen to a piece of music.

Li Banfeng waved his hand and said, "When I do things, I prioritize morality. You shouldn't be telling me this kind of thing."

Song Shilong laughed and said, "Mr. Wu, you've misunderstood. Little Qin only sings songs, she doesn't stay overnight. She's just here to entertain you."

Li Banfeng declined and left Song Shilong's home.

He's another honest and unassuming man, and he speaks almost the same way, as if they were taught by the same master.

Next, Li Banfeng visited more than a dozen households, changing his makeup five times. No matter what he looked like, the coal mine owners he encountered all gave him the same explanation.

Are businesses really that honest? Are the people really that simple and honest?

Li Banfeng left North Bridge and saw a Carriage Driver staring at him on the street.

Li Banfeng greeted him with a smile, "Hey, Mr. Che, are you going to Sea Eat Ridge?"

The Carriage Driver wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "Brother, you scared me to death! I thought that scoundrel was here. Get in the car and let's talk. Are you coming back from North Bridge?"

"Yes."

"Did you find the troublemaker?"

"It'll be ready soon. I'll check again when I receive the goods tomorrow night."

The Carriage Driver took Li Banfeng back to the mine. The next evening, Li Banfeng asked Ma Wu to collect the goods, while he and the Carriage Driver waited outside.

When Ma Wu arrived at the station, he first encountered Hu Manchun.

Hu Manchun brought two truckloads of high-quality bituminous coal, which was of good quality and cheap.

After exchanging money for goods, the deal was done. Hu Manchun didn't forget to add a polite remark, "Shall we go to Little Qin to listen to a song?"

Ma Wu was genuinely interested, but he couldn't let it interfere with business. "Let's just consider this a start; we'll meet again for the next deal."

Hu Manchun laughed and said, "Let me make this clear from the start: I can't do big business, so I can only earn this little bit of loose change."

Ma Wu clasped his hands in farewell and went to collect coal from other households.

Over the course of the night, they collected more than twenty truckloads of coal. All the coal was of the same quality, priced the same, and the explanations were the same.

Ma Wu was a businessman and knew things shouldn't be this coincidental.

He walked out of the station and found Li Banfeng and the Carriage Driver in an abandoned restaurant next door. "The troublemakers are among them, or they are connected with them. They must be accomplices, otherwise their stories wouldn't be so similar."

Li Banfeng remained silent, while the Carriage Driver beside him said, "We can't just kill them all, can we? Yellow Earth Bridge only has the North Bridge left with any life; if we kill them all, it will truly turn into Old Land."

Ma Wu asked, "What are we going to do with these twenty-odd cartloads of coal?"

Li Qi said, "Ship the goods! Business is now open!"

What to do with the coal from the mine?

"Send it out too!" Li Banfeng said, pulling his hat brim low. "I'll find a way to fish out this haphazard repairman."

PS: Who exactly is responsible for this messy repair?

What exactly is the secret to projectors?

Why did the Wife open Hong Ying's eyes?