Chapter 291

Late at night, Lu Maoxian stumbled into the mansion, and the butler was so frightened he couldn't even speak clearly.

"Master, what happened to you..."

Lu Maoxian pointed to his cheek, signaling he couldn't speak, then pointed to his severed arm, signaling for him to stop the bleeding immediately.

The butler hurriedly called for a physician to treat Lu Maoxian's wounds.

Yuezhou Third Hospital, in the patient ward.

Taking advantage of He Haisheng going out for a smoke, He Jiaqing pinched the button on his chest and asked Seeing Ling Miaoying about the situation.

Seeing Ling Miaoying tried to keep her tone calm as she replied, "Jiaqing, the matter with Lu Maoxian has been handled."

"You didn't kill him, did you?"

"I didn't kill him. I cut off one of his hands, poked two holes in his face, and killed several of his subordinates." Speaking of this, Seeing Ling Miaoying's cheek twitched, and she felt very unhappy inside.

He Jiaqing praised, "Well done. Spread the news that Lu Maoxian is seriously injured. Be careful during this time and see if anyone comes looking for trouble. I will have people protect you in secret."

"Okay."

He Jiaqing cut off the connection. Seeing Ling Miaoying turned back to look at the film building, feeling a surge of annoyance.

This film building had cost her a lot of effort and a lot of money.

He Jiaqing had told her to leave Lu Maoxian alive. Seeing Ling Miaoying had agreed verbally, but she had no intention of doing so.

During this time, whether openly or secretly, whether through the newspapers or the film industry, the Lu family had caused her a lot of trouble, and she had long wanted to settle the score with them.

When the main branch of the Lu family was still around, Seeing Ling Miaoying was quite wary. Now that the main branch was gone, if she took the opportunity to get rid of Lu Maoxian, the Lu family's banner would collapse completely.

At that time, the Lu family would become a pile of loose sand, and Seeing Ling Miaoying could take over their business and, subsequently, their status.

Only then would the Ling family be considered reborn in Puluo Continent.

The plan was good, but things went wrong.

She originally had full confidence in killing Lu Maoxian, but she didn't expect that at the critical moment, Lin Zhixiao would rush out of the building.

Logically speaking, Lin Zhixiao shouldn't have been able to get out in such a short time; there were endless people to kill in the building, and many traps waiting for him.

But someone had opened a secret door for the building and let Lin Zhixiao out.

Who exactly was helping Lu Maoxian in secret?

Several names surfaced in Seeing Ling Miaoying's mind, but she couldn't be sure.

She hadn't killed Lu Maoxian this time, and the secret of the film building had been exposed, which made Seeing Ling Miaoying very annoyed.

The film building had to be moved immediately and remodeled.

The only good news was that the result of the matter met He Jiaqing's expectations, so Seeing Ling Miaoying didn't need to provide any further explanation.

Lin Zhixiao's corpse was still lying at her feet; Lu Maoxian's subordinates were quite loyal.

Tu Yinghong looked at the film building and said, "He ran out from the second floor. I estimate the other party must have left some clues."

Seeing Ling Miaoying shook her head and said, "Forget about the clues, move the building away first."

Tu Yinghong nodded, took two iron rulers from her skirt, measured the distance, and placed them on the ground.

The two iron rulers seemed to melt into molten iron, seeping into the ground until they completely disappeared.

Tu Yinghong held Seeing Ling Miaoying's hand, her face full of tenderness, and said, "I know you're not feeling well, but you promised me you'd accompany me tonight."

"Okay." Seeing Ling Miaoying wore a gentlemanly smile, held Tu Yinghong's hand, and entered the film building.

Before long, the film building slowly disappeared into the night.

In the Leaving Suishenju, Li Banfeng held the photos taken at Black Stone Slope and was examining them carefully.

A single photo could trigger many associations; the deeper the association, the better the cultivation effect.

The phonograph turned its horn and asked in a soft, delicate voice, "Hey, husband, you've been staring at this photo for so long, what exactly do you want to do?"

Li Banfeng said, "I said I'm cultivating, do you believe me?"

Chichi~

"Which Daoist sect are you cultivating in? The Peach Dao?"

Li Banfeng said with a serious expression, "What I'm cultivating is my conscience."

"Yes, your conscience isn't small either. Husband, I have a private matter I want to discuss with you, lean your ear over."

Looking at the phonograph's glowing horn, Li Banfeng really didn't want to lean his ear over: "Wife, there are no outsiders here, just say it directly."

"Husband~" The phonograph acted coquettishly, "You just applied machine oil earlier, why are you being distant with me now?"

Li Banfeng felt helpless, put down the photo, and pressed his ear against the horn.

The phonograph lowered its voice and said, "Husband, I've noticed recently that your physique has improved quite a bit."

Li Banfeng's heart tightened, he turned to look at the phonograph and said, "Is that so?"

Could she have discovered the matter of the traveling cultivation?

The phonograph acted coquettishly: "Husband, hurry and lean your ear over. If you stay far away from me, my heart will go cold."

Li Banfeng pressed his ear against the horn again. The phonograph asked in a slow tempo: "You said back then that you had fought with Meng Qian, and I didn't ask for the details. Did you and that bitch have..."

"No!" Li Banfeng immediately clarified the facts, "I just set fire to her clothes; I didn't touch her at all."

"Oh my, husband, I'm not a narrow-minded person. Even if you didn't, even if you had, I wouldn't mind."

"Hahaha, wife, do you really not mind?"

"Hehehe, husband, did you really have something?"

"I said no means no, why don't you believe me?"

"Hey husband, I naturally believe you. Regardless of the reason, it's a good thing that your physique has improved. I have a mind to add another room for you, husband."

Li Banfeng sat up and gently stroked the phonograph's tray: "You are truly considerate, wife. When are you planning to add this room?"

This room was very important.

After a trip to the Inner Continent, Li Banfeng's traveling cultivation had reached the sixth layer, and he still had plenty of time left; his traveling cultivation had already surpassed his residential cultivation.

This resulted in Li Banfeng not daring to take elixirs now. If his traveling cultivation continued to promote and surpassed his residential cultivation by two layers, Li Banfeng would once again face cultivation backlash.

Since his wife took the initiative to propose promotion, Li Banfeng naturally wouldn't refuse. He tidied his hair and was just about to dive into the horn when he suddenly heard his wife stop him: "Husband, wait a moment. To promote to the sixth layer, we still need a medicinal primer."

"What medicinal primer?"

"We need a fresh soul."

"That's easy to handle." There were plenty of scumbags in Green Water City. Grabbing one at random was absolutely not a difficult task for Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng was just about to go out when he heard his wife singing in a slow tempo: "Husband, this medicinal primer isn't something you can just find anywhere. Since I'm going to take you to the sixth layer, you must at least bring back a sixth-layer primer."

Li Banfeng returned to his wife's side, faced the horn, and lowered his voice: "Wife, what is the use of this sixth-layer primer?"

His wife replied in a low voice: "To resolve an urgent matter."

Li Banfeng said even more mysteriously: "What urgent matter is there right now?"

His wife replied just as mysteriously: "I'm hungry."

If you're hungry, just say you're hungry, why talk about a medicinal primer?

Recently, he had bought fewer vegetables, and Li Banfeng felt a bit guilty.

He pinched the small horns on the left and right: "Wife, if you're hungry, that's easy. I'll just go buy some food. Why are you being picky, insisting on sixth layer or higher?"

The phonograph's voice sounded aggrieved: "This is a critical juncture; if the quality is poor, I'm afraid it won't work!"

What exactly was a critical juncture?

Li Banfeng still couldn't figure out the situation when he suddenly heard Xiang Xiang Hongying laugh out loud: "It's because this evil woman's cultivation has recovered quite a bit, and her appetite has changed. Ordinary living beings, eight or ten of them, are barely enough to fill the gaps in her teeth.

If you want to let her have a full meal, you'll have to put in some effort. If she isn't full, she won't be able to take you to the sixth layer. I see how you'll afford to keep this spendthrift woman after marrying her home!"

The phonograph sobbed twice, not knowing how to defend herself.

What Xiang Xiang Hongying said was the truth; the phonograph's appetite had indeed grown, and she hadn't dared to mention it to Li Banfeng, so she had been quite hungry recently.

Li Banfeng gently stroked the phonograph needle: "If you're hungry, why endure it? If you can't find good sixth-layer ingredients, ordinary ingredients will do for a meal."

The phonograph sobbed and said: "That won't be able to take you to promotion, husband."

"Whether to promote or not, we'll talk about that later."

The phonograph sprayed a puff of steam, circling Li Banfeng: "You're still the one who dotes on me, husband."

"Don't be anxious, wife, wait for your husband to go buy food."

Li Banfeng left the Leaving Suishenju, just wanting to find a scumbag to discuss the price of food. There was a newspaper seller in front, so Li Banfeng bought a copy of "Night Fragrance" on the way.

Unlike the situation at Black Stone Slope, the "Night Fragrance" in Green Water City was relatively conservative, focusing mainly on serious news, with only the novel on the fourth page having a bit of impact.

The reporters in Green Water City were very well-informed. The Ling family's newspaper had released the news, and "Night Fragrance" followed closely behind; the headline news was exactly the report of Lu Maoxian being attacked.

"Lu Maoxian is quite seriously injured. He should be a seventh-layer literary cultivator, right? How good it would be if I ran into him.

Such precious ingredients can't just wait for him to be delivered to my door. Should I go to his house to place an order first?

The key is that he must have tightened his security now. If I just go like this, I'm afraid the price won't be easy to negotiate..."

Li Banfeng was talking to himself when a man behind him held a knife against Li Banfeng's back: "Brother, lend me some money to spend."

In Puluo Continent, whenever you walk to a secluded place, there is never a shortage of such people.

Li Banfeng asked: "How much money do you want?"

The man asked back: "How much do you have?"

Li Banfeng thought about his wallet: "About two thousand something."

"Bring it here."

Li Banfeng felt the inner pocket of his suit; the wallet wasn't there.

That's strange.

Li Banfeng rarely forgot his wallet. When he went home in the morning, the wallet was still on him, and he hadn't changed clothes today...

Just as he was pondering, the man behind him became impatient and poked Li Banfeng with the tip of the knife: "Where's the money?"

"Let's go, come with me to get it."

"Where do you want to go?" The man became anxious.

Li Banfeng suddenly circled behind the man and grabbed his neck with one hand: "Just rest assured and come with me. I never owe money for food; I'll give it to you in a moment."

He brought the man into the Leaving Suishenju, and his wife swallowed the soul in one gulp.

This man had no cultivation; just as Xiang Xiang Hongying said, this bite wasn't even enough to fill the gaps in her teeth.

The phonograph didn't complain either; after all, it was something her husband had bought with hard work. Li Banfeng sat on the edge of the bed, pondered for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Wife, did you help me wash my clothes today?"

Huchi~

"Husband, are your clothes dirty? I'll wash them for you right now."

"The clothes aren't dirty, it's just that something is missing," Li Banfeng was silent for a moment and then said, "Wife, where is that glove?"

"I've put it away; you don't need that thing right now, husband."

"Bring it to me to see first."

The phonograph opened the utility cabinet and lifted a puff of steam from the cabinet.

The steam swayed up and down; the phonograph seemed to be feeling the weight.

"Hey husband, the weight is wrong!" The phonograph exclaimed, dispersed the steam, and discovered that the glove was gone.

Li Banfeng casually pulled out a feather duster and looked around: "We have a thief in our house!"

PS: Why are there two iron rulers, why are there two?

(End of chapter)