Chapter 292

Li Banfeng held the feather duster and searched around in the Suishenju.

There was none in the main room.

There was none in the second room either.

When he walked to the third room, Li Banfeng saw the Tang Dao sleeping against the door, with a few rags placed beside it.

The Tang Dao was very clean and liked to use rags to wipe its body when it had nothing to do. Li Banfeng glanced at the third room and then left, closing the door. A "rag" beside the Tang Dao moved silently.

This wasn't a rag; this was the glove. The mud and oil stains on its body made it look very inconspicuous.

It stretched out two fingers, crawled slowly on the ground, and prepared to drill into the storage box.

Li Banfeng suddenly pushed open the door, swung the feather duster, and gave the glove a violent beating.

The glove shouted loudly: "Don't hit, don't hit! Catch a thief, catch the stolen goods. Without evidence, you can't just hit people!"

While shouting, it ran toward the door, rushed into the main room, and was wrapped by steam, getting scalded half to death.

In a panic, the glove crawled toward the Suishenju gate, struggled near the door crack for a long time, but couldn't get out.

Unless carried by Li Banfeng, no one could enter or leave the Suishenju at will. In despair, the glove curled into a ball and cried: "Stop hitting! If you really beat someone to death, you'll all have to face a lawsuit!"

Li Banfeng pointed at the glove with the feather duster: "Where is my wallet?"

"Who knows where your wallet went? Do I owe you anything? Do I have to watch it for you every day?"

The glove stubbornly refused to admit it.

But Li Banfeng was certain that this was its doing.

Li Banfeng had always been suspicious of the glove's Daoist sect.

It moved fast, but there were some differences from traveling cultivation, especially in its movement techniques, which were clearly more bizarre than traveling cultivation.

When dealing with danger, traveling cultivation relied on speed and adaptability, while the glove used more technique and insight, which reminded Li Banfeng of a Daoist sect he detested very much: the stealing cultivation.

Li Banfeng had suffered at the hands of stealing cultivation in Green Water City; the robber he met just now reminded him of the scene when he encountered stealing cultivation.

"You won't admit it, right? I'll let A-Lian handle you!" Li Banfeng picked up the glove and was about to go to the sixth room.

The glove shouted loudly: "In broad daylight, under the bright sky, how can you frame me like this? I really didn't take your wallet. I didn't take it; I just picked it up!"

Li Banfeng picked up the glove and said: "Tell me clearly, where did you pick it up?"

"I picked it up in your clothes."

"Isn't that stealing?" Li Banfeng swung the feather duster and gave it another violent beating.

"I don't hate anything else, I just hate stealing. A real man does things openly and honestly. If we lack money to spend, we'll go rob openly and honestly. Why do such filthy things as stealing?"

The glove's five fingers ran wildly to dodge, and it spat Li Banfeng's wallet out of its belly: "Don't hit, don't hit! Catch a thief, catch the stolen goods. Without evidence, why are you hitting people?"

Li Banfeng continued to beat it: "The wallet is right here, and you still say I have no evidence?"

The glove shouted: "I have something to say! I'm not coveting your few coins; I want you to see my quality!"

"What quality do you have?" Li Banfeng stopped.

The glove stood with its thumb and little finger as legs, its index and ring fingers as hands held together, and its middle finger as a head, swaying in front of Li Banfeng and saying: "Your cultivation isn't low, and the magic treasure in your hand is heavy enough. Just that phonograph, one look and you know it's not a common object..."

Li Banfeng knocked the glove to the ground with a feather duster: "Speak properly, you are not allowed to hold up your middle finger.

Also, the phonograph is my wife, not a magic treasure. You have to call her Madam in the future."

The glove put away its middle finger, changed its index finger to be the head, swayed, and continued: "Let's not talk about the wife's matter. Let's talk about the cultivation matter first.

Since your cultivation isn't low, you know how superb my methods are. When I stole your wallet from you, you didn't notice at all. This is the real skill I have!

From now on, if you carry me with you, if you want to take any object from the opposite side, I can get it back for you.

Especially when encountering strong enemies, I can get back things you can see, and I can also get back things you can't see.

After two rounds of fighting, you can take back the opponent's magic treasure. Can you still not win this battle? With such good methods, you locked me in this room. Isn't this a waste of talent?"

Li Banfeng shook his head: "It's not a waste of talent, at most it's a waste of things."

The glove snorted coldly, not very satisfied with Li Banfeng's description.

Li Banfeng asked: "In that case, you are a stealing cultivator, not a traveling cultivator."

The glove's index finger swayed slightly: "I don't like to hear the term stealing cultivator. I think I am a traveling cultivator.

Our Daoist sect also has to change places often, and we have to move around when we have nothing to do. Staying in one place for too long makes it easy to get caught. Isn't this the same as traveling cultivation?"

"Fart!" Hong Ying said angrily, "You scum, who the hell is the same as you? You bird thief, you're asking for death!"

The spear's momentum was too great, scaring the glove into breaking its stance. It lay on the ground and shouted loudly: "Catch a thief, catch the stolen goods. You have no evidence, why are you hitting people!"

Li Banfeng frowned: "Why did you say that again?"

The glove climbed up from the ground, set up its stance again, shook its head, and said: "I always said that when I was beaten before. I'm used to it."

Li Banfeng nodded: "In that case, are you sincerely following me?"

The glove nodded: "A good minister chooses a master to serve, a good bird chooses a tree to perch on. I see that your character is good. In the future, charging into battle will be a matter of course."

"You said the same thing to Wu Decheng, right?"

Wu Decheng, an elder of the Qingshou Society, the glove's former master.

Just because at the critical moment, the glove didn't listen to orders, causing old Wu not to even have a chance to fight back.

The glove shook its head: "Ma Lao Wu's character was too much worse than yours. I was just acting with him."

Li Banfeng nodded and smiled: "Is it sincere with me?"

"That's for sure!"

"All magic treasures in the world have a cost. Tell me, what cost do I have to pay to use you?"

The glove pointed on the table with its ring finger, looking like a big shot negotiating: "Talking about costs is being an outsider. We are so compatible, we have to talk about some feelings.

Whatever you want, I'll help you get it. Afterward, just let me take one thing from you.

Don't worry, it won't necessarily be something too valuable. You've taken advantage, so it's only right to let me, your brother, not suffer too much of a loss. Giving me some reward is also as it should be."

Li Banfeng shook the feather duster and asked: "Can you make it clearer?"

"Let me give you an example. You take me out to fight, I steal a magic treasure back for you, worth one hundred thousand silver dollars.

In return, I take twenty thousand silver dollars from you. This isn't too much, right?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "It's not too much."

The glove continued: "Sometimes what I take isn't necessarily silver dollars; sometimes it could be other things.

Gold, silver, jewelry, calligraphy, paintings, antiques, etc. In short, the price won't exceed what I stole. It definitely won't let you suffer a loss!"

Li Banfeng nodded: "Besides these things, I'm afraid there are others, right? Is it possible that sometimes you have to take some magic treasures from me?"

"That's not necessarily..." The glove's voice was a bit small; Li Banfeng had hit the nail on the head.

Li Banfeng continued to ask: "Is it possible that sometimes you have to take things from my body, heart, liver, arms, legs, eyeballs, etc.?"

"Generally not..." The glove's voice was even smaller.

Li Banfeng continued to ask: "Is it possible that if the price is right, you can also take my life?"

The glove sighed: "How do you want me to answer this..."

Clatter!

Li Banfeng poured a cup of tea on the glove, causing it to howl in pain: "Catch a thief, catch the stolen goods. Even if you catch the stolen goods, you have to go to the government to talk about it. You can't abuse lynching!"

Li Banfeng said to the phonograph: "Wife, tidy it up well, teach it the rules of our house first."

The glove still tried to escape, but was trapped by the old teapot's barrier. The old teapot persuaded earnestly: "Brother, you have to change the rules of the cost."

The glove shook its finger: "These rules cannot be changed. This is the foundation of survival!"

"Brother, I thought so too at first, but I was disciplined for several months. I don't think so anymore. It's all the same result, why do you have to look for trouble for yourself?"

The glove snorted coldly: "People are different, and gloves and teapots are also different. I'm not that kind of spineless person!"

The teapot felt helpless and poured another pot of tea.

The wife smiled, and then sent a puff of steam.

Half an hour later.

All the glove's fingers were lying on the ground, leaving only one index finger standing with difficulty, trembling as it said to Li Banfeng: "Boss, what are your orders?"

Li Banfeng said: "If you work for me, it's only right for me to give you some rewards, but you can't be the one to decide. I'll give you whatever I give you. Do you understand?"

The glove nodded repeatedly: "Whatever the boss wants me to do, I'll do it. I'll listen to you from now on."

Li Banfeng said: "Empty words are not proof. Let's sign a contract!"

Between magic treasures and masters, there should normally be a contract. It's just that Li Banfeng trusted the magic treasures under him and didn't require them to sign a contract.

But the glove was an exception. This thing had a high level and many schemes, so it must be guarded against.

The contract was easy to write. The wine gourd had written a contract with Yao Lao. In a few words, the matter was agreed upon. The main content was that the magic treasure could not betray its master.

The glove read it carefully twice, and I don't know if it could find any loopholes in it.

It picked up a fountain pen from the table and was about to sign, but Li Banfeng took the pen down and replaced it with an ink pad: "Don't use a fake name to lie to me, press a handprint for me!"

The glove looked at the ink pad and was very resistant: "This thing, if it gets stained, it's hard to wash!"

"I have a way to wash it for you," Li Banfeng smiled, "Don't talk nonsense, press it quickly."

The phonograph was still worried and exhorted Li Banfeng: "Husband, this glove is too evil. It's better to discipline it at home for a while. It won't be too late to take it out after you promote to the sixth layer, husband."

My precious wife, you don't know, your husband has long since passed the sixth layer.

Can your husband not suppress a magic treasure with the cultivation of the eleventh layer?

Lu family mansion, Duan Shaohong was still wiping tears in front of Duan Shaoxia: "Sister, have pity on your sister, just let me take Huaiyi away!"

Duan Shaoxia kept a straight face and didn't speak.

She had had enough of Duan Shaohong's nagging, and especially didn't want to see Duan Shaohong nagging in front of "Zhang Huaiyi".

Monkey Qiu entered the main hall, and Duan Shaoxia hurriedly changed the subject: "Xiao Qiu, has the date for the banquet been set?"

Duan Shaoxia also knew the news of Lu Maoxian's serious injury, and she felt that now was a good opportunity to hold the banquet.

Qiu Zhiheng said: "Madam, we'll talk about the banquet later. Miss Dongchun is here."

Duan Shaoxia was startled: "Lu Dongchun? What is she here for?"

"She's here to discuss the matter of the old master with you."

Duan Shaoxia waved her hand: "I won't see her, it's disgusting!"

PS: Who is Lu Dongchun? Why is she so unwelcome by the Madam?

Thanks to the Alliance Leader Xiyuzhou, Xue'er Fen, and 20170316211056786 for their strong support.

I will offer the additional update for the Alliance Leader in a few days, let me slow down.

(End of chapter)