Chapter 589: Head of the Household! (High energy in this chapter)

"Spring arrives, willow threads grow long; the young lady sends her lover off with deep affection. High pillow, no worries, a good dreamland; adding another room for the official."

Li Li Banfeng woke up in the phonograph's embrace and sat straight up.

He didn't feel the weakness after advancing, and even the sense of fatigue was very limited.

"Wife, is this because of the 'High Pillow, No Worries' technique?"

"Husband, the 'High Pillow, No Worries' technique is also known as 'Head of the Household.' Once back home, husband is the master. Everything in the house, including husband's own body, is at husband's disposal. Of course, the extent of the disposal depends on husband's cultivation and whether husband's techniques are proficient."

Li Li Banfeng understood the essence of the technique: "I control my own body to recover quickly?"

"That's the principle. Husband just advanced, and the technique is newly learned, so it's not used skillfully yet. Otherwise, you could recover even faster."

"What about the glove? Can I cure him now?"

"That's hard to say," the phonograph took out the glove, "Breaking a curse is one of the most difficult methods.

Husband hasn't had the experience of breaking a curse before, so you'll have to put in some effort this time."

Looking at the glove lying motionless on the table, Li Li Banfeng concentrated his intent and shouted at the glove: "Break curse, break curse—"

The phonograph said: "Precious husband, that's not how you break it. You must first find the crux of the curse.

The core essence of a curse lies in the root of disaster buried when the curse was cast. The methods for burying the root of disaster are strange and varied,

sometimes a sentence, sometimes a cup of tea. A powerful curse cultivator can plant a root of disaster just by smiling at someone.

People who are cursed have the root of disaster left in their bodies, which then produces abnormalities.

Once the curse is triggered and the cursed person suffers, the root of disaster grows in the body and undergoes slight changes. These changes are the key to breaking the curse."

Li Li Banfeng asked: "What changes happened to the glove?"

"Husband has to find that himself."

"How do I find it?"

"Use your eyes to look!"

Li Li Banfeng was stunned: "Can I see it directly with my eyes?"

The phonograph said: "If it were outside this house, let alone using eyes to look, even if a Peeping Cultivator activated their technique,

they might not necessarily see it.

But inside this house, husband is the head of the household. Just look at it like this, look carefully, and you will always find the abnormality."

Li Li Banfeng picked up the glove and looked at it carefully for a long time, but didn't see any abnormality.

The wife said: "Husband, don't be anxious. Calm your heart and look. Think about what the glove looked like before.

The change might be a lump, a knot, a tear, or a loose thread. Curses are famous for their secrecy. Finding the source of the curse is no easy task. Husband, you must spend more effort."

Li Li Banfeng stared at the glove for over an hour, until his eyes were blurry, but he still didn't see any abnormality.

The wife persuaded from the side: "Husband, the technique is newly learned, so you really shouldn't be too impatient. It's a pity Little Slave only knows the essence of the technique but cannot perform the 'High Pillow, No Worries' technique. I really can't help husband with this matter."

Li Li Banfeng was stunned: "Wife, you can't use this technique?"

"Husband, Little Slave is not a residential cultivator; Little Slave is husband's residential spirit. Little Slave knows the techniques of a residential cultivator

because Little Slave established a contract with the house. From the contract, I borrowed an unnameable power to know the essence of these techniques.

Some techniques, Little Slave can show a little bit in front of husband, but some techniques, Little Slave cannot perform at all. Just like this 'High Pillow, No Worries,' this is the technique of the head of the household, and we only have one master in this house."

We only have one master in this house!

Hearing this, Li Li Banfeng puffed out his chest.

He continued to observe the glove. Another hour passed, and he still gained nothing. Li Li Banfeng began to sweat.

The Projector came to the table and cast a projection.

"Director Seven, this is the image left by Brother Glove before. Brother Glove doesn't like being photographed or filmed; he has always been wary of me. Currently, there are only two usable photos."

"You have such good things, why didn't you take them out earlier?"

Two photos, one front, one back.

The Projector was humble; these two photos were enough.

Li Li Banfeng took the glove and compared it with the photos for a long time, finally finding the problem.

There was an extra black spot on the back of the glove.

This black spot was originally very obvious, but it happened to grow on another black spot.

The glove was originally covered in black spots, and these two black spots almost overlapped. Li Li Banfeng hadn't been able to distinguish them. Comparing it with the glove's previous photos, he finally discovered that the outline of the original black spot had changed.

"Wife, I've found the root of disaster. What should I do now?"

"Husband can do whatever you want. As long as your heart is firm, everything in the house must listen to husband!"

Li Li Banfeng pondered for a moment, brought a basin of clean water, put the glove in, and scrubbed it directly with his hands.

After scrubbing for a while, there was no change in the glove. Li Li Banfeng's expression was solemn. The phonograph persuaded from the side,

and the other magic treasures offered suggestions.

The Wine Gourd said: "The root of disaster of a curse cultivator doesn't have an ordinary origin. Little brother, I don't think it's appropriate for you to wash it directly with water."

The Old Teapot said: "I can't see where the root of disaster is, but I think, since it's a root of disaster, it must be pulled out by the root. How can washing it with water clean it?"

The Tang Dao stood up: "Master, tell me where the root of disaster is, and I'll pick it out with the tip of my blade."

The Pendulum stopped the Tang Dao: "If you cut down with this blade, the glove might lose its life. Better let me do it; I'm more meticulous with needlework."

The Judge's Brush said: "I, I—"

Li Li Banfeng thought the Judge's Brush also wanted to do needlework. He shook his head: "This isn't a matter of needlework. This black spot isn't small. You can't pick it all out with needle and thread. How many threads would you have to break?"

"I, I..." The Judge's Brush became more anxious as it spoke.

Li Li Banfeng said: "You rest for now. I'll think of another way."

Thinking and thinking, there was no other way. Li Li Banfeng still scrubbed with his hands.

"I say, have you ever washed clothes?" The Judge's Brush finally managed to say this sentence.

Li Li Banfeng looked up: "I really haven't washed much."

Usually, the wife washed the clothes.

"Clean water won't work!" The Judge's Brush said with difficulty, "You have to use soap!"

Li Li Banfeng woke up as if from a dream.

You have to use soap to wash clothes!

He searched for a long time and found a piece of soap. He applied soap to the glove and scrubbed for a moment. The black spot on the back of the glove began to fade.

After scrubbing for a while longer, the black spot became lighter and lighter, and the glove gradually became able to move.

Li Li Banfeng was afraid it wasn't safe, so he scrubbed hard for a long time. The glove spat out a mouthful of water: "Mommy, I'm drowning, I'm drowning. I don't know how to swim! Where did I fall into!"

Li Li Banfeng held the glove in his palm and laughed loudly: "Brother, you really scared me."

Once the glove understood where it was, and sat on Li Li Banfeng's palm, waving its index and ring fingers,

it cried for a long time.

"Master, I've finally seen you. I thought I was done for this time. I followed you to charge into battle,

and I've never been afraid of death, but I was truly afraid this time. I was afraid I would really disappear just like that."

The Tang Dao hummed: "Look at how useless you are!"

Li Li Banfeng didn't think the glove was wrong: "There's nothing wrong with being afraid of death. You only have one life; who isn't afraid of death?

You were hurt by that old thing for my sake. I will always remember this friendship. Even if I have to risk my life, I must save you."

The glove was extremely grateful, but suddenly remembered something: "Master, that old thing you just mentioned,

who is it?"

Li Li Banfeng said: "The ancestor of the stealing cultivators, Laughing Xiao Qianshou."

The glove shivered and jumped off Li Li Banfeng's hand, walking back and forth on the table with its thumb and little finger.

Watching it patter from left to right, and from right back to left, the phonograph picked up a feather duster, always having the urge to slap it onto the table.

"Wife, calm your anger," Li Li Banfeng persuaded the phonograph, "The glove just woke up, and its body is weak; it can't handle that."

The wife said hatefully: "If you have something to say, stand still and say it. Swaying back and forth makes people annoyed!"

The index and ring fingers were tightly crossed over its chest, which was enough to prove that it was very conflicted at the moment. After walking back and forth dozens of times, the glove raised its head and said: "Master, I remembered some things."

"Tell me." Li Li Banfeng pulled up a chair and sat beside the table.

"I remembered Laughing Xiao Qianshou' hands."

Li Li Banfeng thought carefully: "Is there anything special about his hands?"

"His hands, they are me!" The glove was a bit excited, speaking incoherently, "Master,

Laughing Xiao Qianshou has many hands. I am one of them. I am his disciple; I took him as my master!"

Li Li Banfeng didn't quite hear him clearly: "Brother, have a drink of water and tell me slowly."

"I can't be slow, I can't be slow here. I have to hurry up and say it, or I'll forget again. I am the Young Master of the Ghost Hand Sect. Actually, I wasn't the Young Master at the beginning. The Old Master never intended to appoint a Young Master in his life; he wanted to be the Great Master forever.

But he got old and couldn't manage many things, so he found a few people to handle affairs, and I was one of them. I managed many things and did quite well. Whenever they had issues, they would come to me, so the Old Master appointed me as the Young Master.

Later on, whenever there were issues in the sect, they would come to me, and the Old Master handed the sect over to me too. I was already at the ninth layer then, and I didn't want to go to the Inner Continent to be a dog, so the Old Master pointed out a path for me."

Li Li Banfeng said: "What is the name of this Old Master you mentioned?"

"He, he is surnamed Xie, Xie, Xie what was it again?"

"Xie Xie Juncong?"

The glove almost jumped up: "Right, that's the old dog! This old dog said that I had excellent talent and the sect founder appreciated me and wanted to take me as a disciple.

As long as I became the founder's disciple, I wouldn't have to go to the Inner Continent to be a dog, and I could ascend directly above the clouds.

I believed his words. I met the founder, and I became the founder's disciple.

I really didn't expect that this founder was such a piece of trash. There were many people who became his disciples, and he turned them all into gloves.

He is called the Thousand-Handed Joker. Whether he has a thousand hands, I don't know, but he certainly has many hands.

These hands were all turned from disciples, and I am one of them!"

This time, Li Li Banfeng understood.

"When you were a hand for the Thousand-Handed Joker, what did you usually do?"

"Steal things!" The glove's memory became clearer and clearer. "The Thousand-Handed Joker rarely acted himself; it was always us gloves who did the stealing.

As long as we failed once, he would cut off one of our fingers. Once all the fingers were cut off, we would be reduced to ashes.

He told us that all the thieving cultivator disciples owed him a debt, and as long as the debt was paid off, he would let us go.

But I was his disciple for many years, and I never saw him let anyone go. On the contrary, those who tried to escape were all caught back by him, first sliced into a thousand pieces, then reduced to ashes!"

Li Li Banfeng said: "How did you escape?"

"How did I escape?" The glove pattered and walked dozens of circles on the table again. The phonograph raised the feather duster again, and the glove finally remembered: "Once, he fought with a ruthless person. I forgot who that ruthless person was, but that person was truly ruthless and almost beat him to death.

The Thousand-Handed Joker's hands were basically crippled, and I was beaten too. I wanted to escape, but the Thousand-Handed Joker used a curse on me. I didn't succeed in running and fainted.

When I woke up, I found myself thrown into a garbage heap, placed together with a pile of rags and waste paper, and it looked like I was about to be burned by a fire.

At that time, I couldn't move. My body felt like it wasn't mine. Five fingers, I couldn't move a single one.

I was really lucky. It rained heavily that day, the fire in the garbage pit went out, and after staying in the garbage heap for a night, I recovered."

Li Li Banfeng said: "And then?"

"And then—wandering around everywhere, whenever I saw good things, I couldn't help but steal them. After taking them back, I didn't know what they were for.

I didn't know who I was, and I didn't know why I was alive. Later, an old woman signed a contract with me. I helped her steal things, and she gave me good things. I thought it was an equal exchange, but who knew I was cheated by her.

She played tricks on the contract. Everything I stole belonged to her, and she would pick out some good things from the stolen items to give me. Moreover, whether they were good things or not, she had the final say.

I didn't know many characters before, and I didn't have much ink in my stomach to begin with. Later, I forgot too many things, and my brain wasn't working well either, so I was confused and fell for her trap.

I helped her steal more than ten thousand silver dollars, and she gave me one silver dollar as a reward. I said this wasn't an equal exchange, and she said silver dollars were good things, good things for good things, that was the rule.

I suffered a loss and had nowhere to complain. According to the contract, I couldn't kill her either. From then on, I never spoke to anyone again.

Later on, the old woman was killed, and I changed masters. I set a rule for myself: if you want to use me, you have to give me capital, and I have to get the capital myself. If they treat me well, I'll take less; if they bully me, I'll steal their hearts and livers!

I don't speak; I will demonstrate it to them once. If they can understand, they are lucky; if they can't understand, they can only blame their own bad luck.

I don't know how many years passed, I went to Black Stone Slope and fell into the hands of the Qing Shou Society. It was that Elder Wu, called Wu Wu Decheng. This kid didn't treat me well. I helped him do things, but he always humiliated me. I wanted to deal with him, but later he was killed by the master, so I followed the master."

The glove told its past. This was the first time Li Li Banfeng knew the relatively complete history of a magic treasure.

Li Li Banfeng said: "Now that you remember who you are, do you want to become a human again?"

The glove shook its fingers: "Master, I don't have that thought anymore. What's good about being a human? It's nothing but deception.

At that time, Xie Xie Juncong said he wanted to pass the sect to me, and I took it seriously. Who knew he had left such a trick for me."

Li Li Banfeng said: "This grudge must be avenged, and the grudge with your founder must also be avenged. But if you still want to become a human, I will help you."

The glove looked up at Li Li Banfeng: "Master, I am loyal to you—"

"Brother, I am not testing you; I am speaking from the heart," Li Li Banfeng looked at his family in the room and said, "In the future, whoever wants to become a human, I will help them, with only one condition: don't talk about the family's affairs outside!"

A group of magic treasures all stared at Li Li Banfeng, only the Judge's Brush wrapped itself tightly in the newspaper and continued to sleep.

Having spoken so much just now, the Judge's Brush was very exhausted.

And he really had no interest in becoming a human.

But others had some expectations; some had deeper expectations, while others let go of it in the blink of an eye.

The phonograph laughed on the side: "Husband, this little slave would like to become a human, but I'm afraid my husband wouldn't like it."

"As long as you are my wife, I will like whatever you become." Li Li Banfeng hugged his wife and acted affectionately for a while, then suddenly remembered something.

"The skill of 'Sleeping Soundly Without Worries' can break curses, cure illnesses, and heal wounds. Can it break techniques?"

"It depends on what kind of technique it is."

"Can it break Water Cultivation skills?"

The phonograph knew what Li Li Banfeng was going to do: "Husband, you mean 'Cleansing the Heart and Purifying Thoughts'? That technique is not easy to break, but in our home, there might be a turning point. But how can we bring Water Shui Yongquan to our home?"

This was a difficult matter. Basically, everyone Li Li Banfeng brought home died.

Only one group of people was an exception: the strange monsters from the Qiu Qiu Luoye territory.

How did that group of strange monsters get in?

Li Li Banfeng smiled: "Wife, do you want to go to the laboratory again?"

"I want to. There were still many experiments left unfinished last time. Husband, let's go to Seven Autumn City!"

Arriving at Seven Autumn City, Li Li Banfeng picked up Water Shui Yongquan and sent her to his residence first, letting the music box coax Water Shui Yongquan to sleep.

Water Shui Yongquan, who had lost her memory, was like an infant. She had become familiar with Qiu Qiu Luoye these days, and she was still a bit shy when seeing Li Li Banfeng.

Li Li Banfeng got two tin frogs for Water Shui Yongquan. Water Shui Yongquan played quite happily, and the two of them could be considered familiar. Amidst the singing of the music box, Water Shui Yongquan slowly fell asleep.

The music box had this one good point: her singing was targeted. Water Shui Yongquan slept very soundly, but Li Li Banfeng was very clear-headed.

Li Li Banfeng moved Water Shui Yongquan into his portable residence and called Meng De to invade Water Shui Yongquan's dream.

There was nothing good to see in the dream. At this stage, when Water Shui Yongquan dreamed, besides sleeping, she was eating.

Meng De's main task was to monitor the quality of Water Shui Yongquan's sleep. Before finishing the work, he must not let Water Shui Yongquan wake up.

Li Li Banfeng stared at Water Shui Yongquan for a long time, pondering where the crux of the "Cleansing the Heart and Purifying Thoughts" technique really lay.

Since it was said that the technique was used to cleanse the heart, the crux should be in the heart. But Li Li Banfeng stared at Water Shui Yongquan's heart for a long time and didn't see the so-called heart aperture.

The phonograph said: "Husband, the heart aperture is not on the physical body. Besides, this person doesn't have a physical body. Water Shui Yongquan has now become a Wound Demon, belonging to the undead. The place where the undead store memories should be in the human soul."

"The earth soul is outside, the heaven soul is inside, and the human soul is in the middle of the heaven soul. If husband wants to see the human soul, he must look through the earth soul."

These concepts were a bit complicated, but Li Li Banfeng had a simple way to deal with it. To see the soul, the most useful method was the "Golden Eyes and Jinjing Qiuhao."

Li Li Banfeng used the "Golden Eyes and Jinjing Qiuhao" for a long time, shook his head and said: "It's really hard to see through."

The phonograph said: "Husband, don't be anxious. Look into the gaps of the soul and concentrate your thoughts more."

The phonograph couldn't help Li Li Banfeng. Don't look at how exquisite her "Golden Eyes and Jinjing Qiuhao" skill was; she couldn't see through Water Shui Yongquan's earth soul. It was extremely difficult to see through the soul of an ordinary person. Although Water Shui Yongquan's condition was poor now, she was still a Wound Demon above the ninth layer. How could her soul be easily seen through by others?

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Li Li Banfeng seemed to have made some progress.

"Is this the human soul? It doesn't seem to have changed much, it's just cleaner." Bloodshot eyes appeared in Li Li Banfeng's eyes.

"Husband, how is it cleaner? Tell me carefully!"

"It's just that there are no clothes and no dust. There was quite a bit of dust on the face just now, but now it can't be seen either."

The phonograph looked at Water Shui Yongquan. The clothes were still there, and the dust on the face was still there: "Husband, you have seen through the earth soul. This is the wonder of the 'Sleeping Soundly Without Worries' technique. In this house, you are the master of our home!"

"Wife, where should I look after seeing the human soul?"

"Look at the chest. There is a bone on the chest of the human soul, and there are some pictures on the bone, circles and dots. You can't tell what is drawn. These pictures are a person's memories."

Li Li Banfeng was now dizzy and looked for a long time on the human soul. He found the bone on the chest, and he also found some of the pictures his wife mentioned.

Some pictures were just a circle, some were wavy lines, some were triangles, and some were spots of different sizes.

The scrolls were very dense, but each picture was very independent. The distinct layers prevented most of the scrolls from getting mixed up.

"Wife, these pictures are dense, looking like there are dozens of them. Which one should I look for?"

"Dozens? That's too few!" The phonograph shook her head. "A middle-aged person in his fifties has at least ten thousand pictures on his bones, not to mention that Water Shui Yongquan has long been over fifty. Husband only seeing dozens of pictures, this should be the memory left behind after Water Shui Yongquan lost her memory."

Li Li Banfeng said: "What about the other pictures? Were they all washed away?"

The phonograph said: "This is the effect of the 'Cleansing the Heart and Purifying Thoughts' technique. Husband, look carefully, are there any traces left on the bone?"

Li Li Banfeng looked for a long time and didn't see any traces.

His wife pondered for a long time and said: "Water Shui Yongquan is a smart person. She wouldn't leave herself without a way out. Husband, reach out and touch it to see if there are any marks left on the back of the bone."

"Can this still be touched?"

"Others can't, but husband can. In our home, husband has this ability."

Li Li Banfeng reached out to touch the bone on the human soul, and Water Shui Yongquan's body twitched.

Meng De suddenly opened his eyes and reminded: "Master, be gentle, don't wake her up."

Water Shui Yongquan didn't wake up, just felt uncomfortable. The singing of the music box never stopped, and Water Shui Yongquan was still in a deep sleep.

Li Li Banfeng touched the bone of the human soul, which was slippery and slightly warm.

"Did husband touch the mark?"

"Yes, there really is!" Li Li Banfeng smiled. "Wife, there are patterns on the back of this bone!"

The phonograph said: "Husband, touch the patterns carefully and see if there is any mechanism inside."

Li Li Banfeng groped on the patterns for a moment, and the patterns began to grow slowly, spreading from the back of the bone to the front.

The spreading patterns intersected with each other on the front of the bone, slowly generating some pictures.

This was the way out Water Shui Yongquan left for herself!

Li Li Banfeng laughed loudly: "Wife, there are more and more pictures."

Meng De walked out of the dream and said to Li Li Banfeng: "Master, she is about to wake up, send her out quickly!"

Li Li Banfeng withdrew his technique and immediately sent Water Shui Yongquan out of the portable residence.

After lying in the residence for half a day, Water Shui Yongquan woke up. Her eyes were full of confusion, and she didn't recognize Li Qi. Her memory recovery was still incomplete. Li Li Banfeng took Water Shui Yongquan up the mountain. It was not quite the same as when she came; Water Shui Yongquan had much more caution and kept an eye on Li Li Banfeng's movements along the way.

Arriving at Qiu Qiu Luoye's residence, the two looked at each other for a moment, and Water Shui Yongquan pointed at Qiu Qiu Luoye and said: "You,

You, where is your nose?"

Qiu Qiu Luoye smiled and revealed the appearance of an elephant: "Old Water, do you recognize me?"

"Guogua Qiu Daxiang!" Water Shui Yongquan finally recognized him.

Ever since Qiu Qiu Luoye was reborn, according to Li Qi's instructions, the nickname Guogua Qiu Daxiang was no longer allowed to be mentioned.

But today Water Shui Yongquan mentioned it. Qiu Qiu Luoye wasn't angry and almost laughed to tears.

"Old Water, you remembered me!" Qiu Qiu Luoye rolled up Water Shui Yongquan with his trunk and shook her up and down.

Li Li Banfeng was worried that she would be shaken apart, so he quickly put Water Shui Yongquan down.

With this shaking, Water Shui Yongquan seemed to remember other things again.

"Zhu Zhu Chunhua!" She mentioned a name and looked at Qiu Qiu Luoye: "Do you still remember Zhu Zhu Chunhua?"

Qiu Qiu Luoye laughed dryly: "Why mention her?"

"Did you fancy her?"

Qiu Qiu Luoye's cheeks flushed: "I did fancy her back then. This girl had a sturdy build. As soon as I saw her,

I felt at ease in my heart. If I could marry her home as a wife—"

Qiu Qiu Luoye still had a girl he liked?

Li Li Banfeng listened with great interest.

Water Shui Yongquan thought for a while and continued: "She seemed to have fancied you too."

"Really?" Qiu Qiu Luoye's trunk trembled.

"Really!" Water Shui Yongquan nodded. "She asked me personally. She asked me if you had any intentions toward her." "What did you say?"

"I said you had no intentions. I said the thing you hated most was her. She left the next day. Don't you remember?"

Qiu Qiu Luoye's face turned pale: "Why did you say that?"

Water Shui Yongquan said: "Because I didn't fancy her. I thought you could find someone better. You two aren't a match. I shouldn't have told you this."

"Yes, you shouldn't have told me—" Qiu Qiu Luoye turned to look at Li Li Banfeng: "How is his physical condition recovering?"

"It's okay—"

Before Li Li Banfeng could finish, Qiu Qiu Luoye picked up Water Shui Yongquan: "Whether we are a match or not, what does that have to do with you?"

Water Shui Yongquan shouted: "Not a match is not a match. My judgment of people is very accurate!"

"Who do you think I'm a match with? If you can't say it today, I'll take your life!"

Li Li Banfeng quickly stopped Qiu Qiu Luoye: "No, this won't do. Brother Qiu, let her go first. She can't handle this!"

After finally snatching Water Shui Yongquan back, he suddenly heard the glove trembling on his chest: "Master, he's here!"

"Who's here?"

"The founder!"

Qiu Qiu Luoye still wanted to pick on Water Shui Yongquan. Li Li Banfeng looked at Qiu Qiu Luoye and said: "A thief has come to our home."

PS: What is he doing in Seven Autumn City?