Chapter 758: Life Like a Thread

Li Li Banfeng came to Iron Gate Fortress. The steam gate was open, and merchants were coming and going to do business.

Wu Wu Yongchao once unified the purchase of merchants' goods, and then sold them to Residential Cultivators. This was the method Li Li Banfeng taught him, which could avoid Residential Cultivators being deceived.

But the actual situation was not that simple. Wu Wu Yongchao didn't know the different needs of each Residential Cultivator. Buying too many fruits and vegetables,

They rotted in his hands, and buying too little salt and vinegar, he was complained about by everyone.

With no other choice, he still let the merchants enter the fortress, but for fraudulent behavior, Wu Wu Yongchao punished them more severely. Li Li Banfeng walked around the fortress silently. The overall situation of Iron Gate Fortress was good, and the life of the Residential Cultivators was more prosperous than before. He couldn't see what danger there was at all.

A new cinema was built in the fortress, which Li Li Banfeng liked.

But this cinema was about to go out of business. Although the movie tickets were very cheap, this did not conform to the temperament of Residential Cultivators.

The philosophy of Residential Cultivators is that things that can be watched at home should absolutely not be watched outside.

Things that cannot be watched at home must not be good.

Today, some Residential Cultivators gathered in front of the cinema. Li Li Banfeng knew quite a few of them and thought there was a particularly good movie today. Walking closer, he saw a poster hanging at the entrance, it turned out to be "Blood Blade Detective".

This movie was in its fifteenth installment, and the corresponding "Blood Gun Detective" had long since stopped being produced.

Ma Wu had plenty of subject matter, so it was impossible to hang himself on this one tree. He He Jiaqing was really persistent. This movie had been filmed until now and was sent to Iron Gate Fortress. Li Li Banfeng walked to the side of the female Residential Cultivator Li Li Zhijuan and asked: "Is this movie good?"

Li Li Zhijuan yawned and rubbed her eyes, the whole person had no spirit: "What's good about it, just coming to join in the fun."

"Are you someone who likes to join in the fun?"

"I didn't think it was fun originally, but he said, watch a movie and give two hundred Da Huan currency notes. I happened to have time today, so I came to see it."

Watching a movie for free, and giving two hundred Da Huan currency notes?

He He Jiaqing really couldn't find any audience?

The cinema opened. "Someone was checking tickets at the entrance. According to what the film party said, after watching the movie, hold the ticket and come out, and you can exchange it for two hundred yuan."

Li Li Zhijuan entered the cinema, sat in the chair, and remembered one thing.

Just now at the cinema entrance, who was talking to her?

It seemed to be an acquaintance.

Forget it, don't think about it.

The cinema lights went out, and the movie started.

Li Li Banfeng sat in the back row, silently watching a group of Residential Cultivators in the cinema.

Just not being seen by others really doesn't count as exerting the Residential Cultivator's talent. Even if someone saw it, talked,

And was known to exist, but could still be ignored, this is the true Residential Cultivator talent.

Seeing Li Li Zhijuan's direction, Li Li Banfeng's gaze paused slightly, and a chill instantly enveloped his whole body.

The danger came from her?

What does she want to do?

The plot of the movie was okay, but the atmosphere in the cinema made Li Li Zhijuan a bit uncomfortable.

And she was very tired, and fell asleep after watching for less than half an hour.

After watching the movie, Li Li Zhijuan prepared to exchange the ticket. She still had quite a bit of work to do.

Other Residential Cultivators were also waiting to exchange money, but were told to wait a while in the cinema, and the film party wanted to deliver an important speech.

A man walked to the front of the screen and said to everyone: "My name is Shen Shen Jiming, and I am one of the main creators of this movie. What we are presenting to everyone today is a feast of art."

"Art itself is priceless. What is valuable is the perception and experience of art. Can you audience members tell me what you saw in this movie?"

The audience members were silent.

Shen Shen Jiming raised his voice: "Is there any audience member who can tell me what your most genuine perception is after enjoying this movie? We will send you an exquisite gift based on your answer."

If it were in Green Water City, quite a few people would be willing to answer. Anyway, saying a word wouldn't be a loss, and not taking the gift would be a waste.

But this was Iron Gate Fortress, and not a single Residential Cultivator in the audience was willing to speak.

Shen Shen Jiming was not embarrassed at all: "It seems that everyone's harvest is not very clear. Let me make a brief summary for everyone."

"In this feast of art, we saw a new order, a new life, a brand-new Puluo Continent that has regained its direction and future. I believe that everyone present wants to become a part of the new Puluo Continent."

"The transformation of Puluo Continent needs everyone's efforts. Iron Gate Fortress will always be a force that Puluo Continent cannot ignore, but we must also correctly face the current situation of Iron Gate Fortress. Iron Gate Fortress does not have a manager in the true sense."

"I have lived in Iron Gate Fortress for so many days, and I have never been able to see your Fortress Master. I have asked quite a few members of Iron Gate Fortress, and they don't even remember when they last saw the Fortress Master."

"Can such a Fortress Master bring a new order to Iron Gate Fortress? Can such a Fortress Master bring hope to Iron Gate Fortress?"

"If we want to build a new Puluo Continent, we must have a new Iron Gate Fortress, and we must have a new Fortress Master!"

As the words fell, Shen Shen Jiming was waiting for applause.

"Pa!" An egg hit Shen Shen Jiming's face accurately.

This egg was thrown by Li Li Zhijuan. She, who was originally sleepy, was now awake.

The egg yolk flowed down the corner of her eye to her cheek. Just as Shen Shen Jiming wiped the egg off, a piece of tofu was slapped on his face again.

A Residential Cultivator shouted: "Iron Gate Fortress has only one Fortress Master!"

Shen Shen Jiming wiped the tofu off his face and asked: "Do you know who your Fortress Master is?"

"The Fortress Master is the Fortress Master!" This sentence was answered very neatly by the audience present, and the resonance formed by the sound made the cinema tremble.

Shen Shen Jiming was silent for a long time and revealed a smile: "I hope everyone can think deeply about the predicament Iron Gate Fortress is currently facing."

"Everyone doesn't have to rush to give me an answer. I believe that after everyone calms down and thinks, you can find the answers you want. Please rest in the cinema for a while..."

"Are you exchanging money or not?" A Residential Cultivator couldn't bear it anymore and asked the most critical question.

Shen Shen Jiming said: "What we promised will definitely be fulfilled. After today's discussion achieves certain results, we will definitely—"

The Residential Cultivators stood up one after another and left the cinema.

Two hundred yuan of Da Huan currency notes was not a small amount for them, but they didn't want to stay for another moment now.

Until the people in the cinema left, Li Li Banfeng still sat in the last row, silently watching Shen Shen Jiming in front of the screen.

Shen Shen Jiming was whispering to the staff: "The situation here is a bit special. You can report it to the Alliance Leader in an appropriate form. On the day the film is screened, this situation is foreseeable. Starting tomorrow, the situation will change significantly."

He didn't see Li Li Banfeng, but Li Li Banfeng heard every word he said clearly.

Li Li Banfeng knew what the change he mentioned referred to.

The change was in his eyes.

Li Li Banfeng groped his right eye and felt a bloodshot thread.

Pseudo-Love Root.

He He Jiaqing's means hadn't changed.

Li Li Zhijuan returned home and seized the time to cut clothes.

Her profession was a tailor. She had to deliver a few pieces of clothing tomorrow. She originally didn't have time to watch a movie today, it was all because she was greedy for those two hundred yuan.

Wasting more than two hours at the cinema, and in the end, she didn't earn anything. Li Li Zhijuan regretted it more and more.

"These people showing movies are really shameless. What are they? Why do they point fingers at our Fortress Master?"

"..."

In addition to being angry, Li Li Zhijuan felt a bit regretful.

"Throwing eggs at their faces was a bit too much."

"That person named Shen Shen Jiming spoke quite politely. Regardless of whether what he said was right or wrong, throwing eggs at people is definitely not right—"

Li Li Zhijuan thought about it and felt more and more uncomfortable. She wondered if she should go to the cinema again to apologize to them.

But it wasn't easy for a Residential Cultivator to take the initiative to speak to others, not to mention that there was still quite a bit of work to do. If she went to the cinema again, she really wouldn't be able to deliver the goods.

Li Li Zhijuan was struggling when a tear fell from her eye.

The tear carried bloodshot threads. It hurt a bit when it fell, but it felt quite comfortable after the pain.

Did the eye catch a disease?

Li Li Zhijuan looked in the mirror and felt there was nothing unusual about her eyes.

Should she go to the cinema later?

Li Li Zhijuan struggled for a while, shook her head hard, and muttered to herself: "Go where!"

"Watched the movie, they didn't give money yet, wouldn't I be stupid to go again?"

"I also used eggs to hit him. Eggs are so expensive, I originally wanted to buy them for myself to eat."

Li Li Zhijuan kept muttering to herself, and an elderly man's voice came from her ear: "Girl, what's wrong with you?"

This was the voice of her house spirit. Li Li Zhijuan had the habit of muttering to herself before, but today's situation was a bit serious.

"Someone came to the fortress today to show movies. I heard they could give two hundred yuan, so I went to watch. Didn't I tell you about this before?" Li Li Zhijuan held the tape measure and drawing stone and drew marks on the fabric.

The old man laughed: "Hehe, yes, you told me, but why did watching a movie make you so angry?"

"He was talking nonsense there, chewing his tongue behind people's backs. It made me so angry that I hit him in the face with an egg."

"Sigh, what a waste of eggs."

"Isn't that so! That broken movie wasn't good at all, it would have been better to do some work at home. In the end,"

"They didn't give the two hundred yuan!" Li Li Zhijuan was about to use the scissors, but when she checked the customer's size list, she found that one of the sizes was wrong.

"Girl, you suffered a loss. These people are really not things. Don't be angry with them, especially when working, don't be angry."

"How can I not be angry? Why should I waste time with them—" Li Li Zhijuan put down the drawing stone and accidentally touched the scissors. The tip of the knife was facing down, and it was about to stab her foot.

Li Li Banfeng took out a silver dollar and threw it at the scissors. The two touched, and the scissors changed direction and fell to the ground.

Li Li Zhijuan looked down: "These scissors almost stabbed my foot. I seemed to hear the sound of silver dollars just now. Did my money fall?"

The old man laughed: "Girl, are you crazy about money!"

"I really heard it. I even saw a silver dollar under the stove a few days ago, I don't know when it fell."

Li Li Zhijuan searched under the table for a long time, but found nothing.

The silver dollar was not on the ground, but in Li Li Banfeng's hand. Li Li Banfeng was right behind her, but she didn't notice it at all.

Staring at Li Li Zhijuan for a long time, Li Li Banfeng didn't sense any danger. Could it be that his judgment was wrong just now?

Maybe Li Li Zhijuan's danger was in that cinema, or maybe someone around her would bring danger. Lan Qiao Lan Qiao~

Someone knocked on the door.

Li Li Zhijuan opened the door and saw a middle-aged woman standing outside, smiling: "Juanzi, are those two cheongsams ready?"

"Sister Six, still a bit short, I will definitely finish tomorrow."

Sister Six's face sank: "Juanzi, when I was getting work for you, I didn't praise you less. The one who wants the cheongsam is an old customer, and people are in a hurry to use it."

"Sister, say a few good words for me, I will definitely finish tomorrow."

Sister Six hummed: "Okay, I will come at this time tomorrow. If it's still not finished, I won't have this face."

Li Li Zhijuan apologized repeatedly, Sister Six left, and Li Li Banfeng also went out.

The two walked on the street and looked at the cinema together.

Sister Six didn't know Li Li Banfeng was following her, but in front of the cinema, she seemed to see an acquaintance.

Li Li Banfeng didn't see an acquaintance, but he knew that Li Li Zhijuan definitely wasn't the only one infected with the Pseudo-Love Root, and he estimated that the entire Iron Gate Fortress couldn't run away.

He walked on the street, and the boundary line under his feet slowly rippled, sweeping through every room on both sides.

In the days in Boundless City, Li Li Banfeng didn't just learn 'Connecting the Cave Chamber', other techniques had also improved.

According to Jiang Linger's statement, the previous 'Closing the Door and Shutting the House' only counted as learning two points, but now it had been practiced to six points. The boundary line could spread to the entire Iron Gate Fortress without a sound, and could also inflict heavy damage on enemies with equivalent cultivation.

But the biggest problem was that Li Li Banfeng could only make one layer of boundary line, which Jiang Linger looked down upon.

Perhaps he should find time to find Meng Meng Yuchun to learn some skills. Two days ago, Li Li Banfeng received news that Meng Meng Yuchun had just reached the second layer Above the Clouds, which was relying on the human Qi that the Three-Headed Person fought for her.

Don't look at her cultivation being inferior to Li Li Banfeng's, but in Li Li Banfeng's impression, Meng Meng Yuchun could easily create multiple layers of boundary lines. Relying on this move, Meng Meng Yuchun seriously injured the Mountain Pulling Master.

Li Li Banfeng hadn't realized the technique of multiple layers of boundary lines, but it wasn't needed for the time being. As long as the entire Iron Gate Fortress was circled within the boundary line, the matter could be considered half done.

The other half should use 'High Pillow and No Worries'.

Within the boundary line, it is all my land. Within my land, I am the master.

Li Li Banfeng practiced the 'High Pillow and No Worries' technique to eight points. This was not just Jiang Linger's guidance. Li Li Banfeng's foundation was originally good. According to Jiang Linger's evaluation, among Residential Cultivator techniques, except for 'Family Treasures Counted by Oneself', Li Li Banfeng's 'High Pillow and No Worries' foundation was the best.

The Residential Cultivators' Pseudo-Love Roots were pulled out one by one by Li Li Banfeng.

Is this the danger?

It doesn't count.

This matter was handled a bit too easily.

Passing by the cinema again, Li Li Banfeng heard the quarrel between Wu Wu Yongchao and Shen Shen Jiming.

"When are you leaving?" Wu Wu Yongchao asked sharply.

Shen Shen Jiming said: "I'm afraid this is unfair, right? I am a legitimate Residential Cultivator. I came to Iron Gate Fortress, bought a house,"

"And settled down. All of this was allowed by you."

"I didn't allow you to humiliate our Fortress Master!"

"I didn't humiliate him, I just stated objective facts. Which rule in Iron Gate Fortress doesn't allow stating facts? And which rule doesn't allow making evaluations of the Fortress Master?"

Wu Wu Yongchao was clumsy and couldn't win against Shen Shen Jiming: "Anyway, you, you are not allowed to show movies tomorrow."

"You are telling a joke," Shen Shen Jiming touched his mustache, "If I don't show movies, what do I eat? Every Residential Cultivator in Iron Gate Fortress has a livelihood, why can't I be given a bowl of rice?"

Wu Wu Yongchao became more and more angry and wanted to take action against Shen Shen Jiming. A burst of music suddenly came from his ear:

"Floating clouds disperse, the bright moon shines on people, reunion and perfection, today is the best—"

A song "Flowers are Perfect and the Moon is Round" made Wu Wu Yongchao calm down. This song was released by Li Li Banfeng using the 'Deep Mansion and Large Courtyard' technique.

Wu Wu Yongchao suppressed his anger, left the cinema, and returned to his mansion to think of countermeasures.

Shen Shen Jiming didn't hear this song and was still secretly mocking Wu Wu Yongchao.

The Sound Cultivator technique Li Li Banfeng borrowed had directionality. The 'Deep Mansion and Large Courtyard' technique, under Jiang Linger's guidance, was practiced to three points.

Is this cinema the source of the danger?

Li Li Banfeng planned to go over and take a good look tonight.

Li Li Zhijuan sat by the sewing machine, flicked the flywheel, stepped on the pedal under her feet, and silently watched the needle bar rise and fall on the shuttle bed.

She didn't need to make too much intervention. This sewing machine was her house spirit. He would automatically sew clothes according to the paper patterns Li Li Zhijuan made.

Seeing Li Li Zhijuan sleepy, the house spirit seemed to feel heartache: "Girl, go back to bed and rest. Leave the rest of the work to me."

"I really can't hold on anymore." Li Li Zhijuan stood up, stretched, and was about to return to the bedroom to rest, when she saw that there wasn't much silk thread left on the thread spool seat of several colors.

"The silk thread is used up so fast?"

The sewing machine sighed: "Yes, too much work has been taken recently."

Li Li Zhijuan changed to a new thread spool: "I don't know if the one selling thread will come tomorrow. I have to buy more thread."

3

The next day, Li Li Zhijuan heard a knock on the door, woke up in a daze, and asked: "Who is it?"

A shout came from outside the door: "Sister, it's me, your Sister Six. It's agreed to deliver the work today."

Li Li Zhijuan rolled over and sat up, raised her head to look at the clock, it was already three-thirty in the afternoon.

She actually slept until this time. Li Li Zhijuan stumbled out of the bedroom, thinking about how to explain to Sister Six, when she saw two cheongsams placed on the table, folded neatly.

"Dad, you finished all the work?"

"You slept so soundly, I didn't want to wake you up. Just this little thing, I did it for you. Hurry up and deliver the work."

Li Li Zhijuan handed the cheongsams to Sister Six. Sister Six checked carefully: "Juan'er, your craftsmanship has improved."

The craftsmanship had indeed improved, and even Li Li Zhijuan herself was a bit surprised. These two cheongsams were made too well, especially the stitches, there was almost nothing to pick on.

"I don't dare to say whether it's good or not, my hands are too slow." Li Li Zhijuan said politely.

"Slow is not afraid, slow work produces fine products. Just for this craftsmanship, I have something to say to this customer!"

After receiving the goods and giving the money, Sister Six wanted to leave, but turned back to look at Li Li Zhijuan: "Juan'er, your spirit doesn't look very good. Is it too tiring to work?"

Li Li Zhijuan nodded slightly: "These two days, I am a bit sleepy."

"I still have a few businesses in my hand, can you take them?"

"Yes, Sister Six, just give them to me."

"With your words, I will give you the deposit and materials," when taking out the money bag, Sister Six looked around and lowered her voice, "Quite a few outsiders have come to the fortress, you must be careful."

Li Li Zhijuan said: "A group of people showing movies came, I heard they are also Residential Cultivators, they are quite annoying."

Sister Six shook her head: "It's not just the ones showing movies. Among these people, there are some who seem to be from the Ghost Hand Sect."

Li Li Zhijuan asked: "What is the Ghost Hand Sect?"

"It's the gang that pinches hands."

"What is pinching hands?" Li Li Zhijuan still didn't understand.

"It's a thief, you understand now?" Sister Six looked back again, confirmed that there was no one around, and said to Li Li Zhijuan, "Your sister I also wandered in Green Water City back then. Among this group of people, there is one called Lu Keyong, who specializes in keeping watch in the Ghost Hand Sect. I recognize this person."

"Juan'er, close the door tightly at night, don't sleep too deeply, be very careful, sister will only say this much."

Sister Six left. Li Li Zhijuan looked in the direction of the cinema, and the afternoon sun made her dizzy.

Returning home, Li Li Zhijuan felt sleepy again, but the deposit had been collected, so she had to start working.

The sewing machine sighed: "Juan'er, you are taking work again, don't you want your life?"

Li Li Zhijuan didn't speak, took the tape measure and was about to start working, but couldn't sit steady, and almost fell under the table.

The sewing machine said: "Juan'er, sleep a while longer, I'll help you do it."

"Dad, can you do it?" Li Li Zhijuan couldn't rest assured. Although her house spirit was a Clothing Cultivator, he practiced all his means on fighting, and the clothes he made were not very good-looking.

The sewing machine said: "I'm just too lazy to use these fancy tricks. If I really put in some effort, the things I make will definitely not be worse than yours?"

Li Li Zhijuan still wanted to cut a paper pattern for the sewing machine, but couldn't bear the sleepiness, and went back to bed to sleep.

Just as she was falling asleep, the sewing machine asked: "How long has the Fortress Master not returned?"

"It's been a while, I can't remember."

"What is our Fortress Master's name again? I'm old, and I can't remember."

Li Li Zhijuan said drowsily: "The Fortress Master is called the Fortress Master."

She didn't eat anything all day, and slept until late at night. The sewing machine placed in the living room was busy clicking and clacking.

At three o'clock in the morning, the sewing machine slowly stopped.

Ka Mi!

The thread cutter cut the thread end, and a white thread extended from the thread spool.

Gu Lu Gu Lu~

The thread spool kept rotating, and the white thread kept moving outward, walking from the living room to the stairs, following the stairs up, and drilling into the crack of the bedroom door.

Li Li Zhijuan, lying on the bed, was sleeping soundly, and her face had a bit of blood color.

The thread end brushed across Li Li Zhijuan's cheek, drilled into Li Li Zhijuan's clothes, and pierced into Li Li Zhijuan's spine.

Click clack, the sewing machine turned again. The thread spool changed direction and began to wind the thread back.

The white thread inserted into Li Li Zhijuan's spine tied a knot in Li Li Zhijuan's body, and slowly pulled out a blood-red thin thread from her body.

The blood-red thin thread followed the white thread and was pulled near the sewing machine, about to be wound onto the thread spool.

Cha!

A Tang Dao fell in mid-air, cutting the white thread. The red thread immediately retracted and shrank into Li Li Zhijuan's body.

The sewing machine's pedal swung back and forth, throwing a silk thread from the take-up lever, first wrapping the Tang Dao, and a row of steel needles flew up, hitting the back of the Tang Dao.

The Tang Dao cut the silk thread, pushed the steel needles away, and stabbed at the drive belt, wiping and picking, cutting the drive belt.

Click clack~

The sewing machine turned for a short while relying on inertia, and then stopped.

"Li Qi, come out, it's this time, don't hide anymore, hehe." The sewing machine's voice changed.

"Even life you can steal." Li Qi's voice came from the living room, "Old Man Xiao Qian, how long have we not seen each other?"

"Do you miss me? Did you send the little hand back to me?"

"You have become this appearance, do you still need hands?"

Mi Dang!

A halo of light struck, and the sewing machine's flywheel was cut off.

PS: The lookout of the Ghost Hand Sect appeared in Chapter 667. ===== CHAPTER 759 =====