"My lord, the key to the art of making people thick is to think about your own house in your mind, so that your body becomes thick."

Thinking about the house makes the body thick.

This association process is a little complicated.

The lady adjusted the angle of the fire and projected a photo of a large mansion on the wall.

“A superior house should be solid and heavy so that it can protect it from wind and rain during normal times and resist foreign enemies in times of war.

No matter whether it is a dragon's pool, a tiger's den, or a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, all dangers are outside the walls. As long as you are in the mansion, the housekeeper has nothing to fear."

Li Banfeng was deeply touched by this.

As for the home builder, as long as he is in his own house, he is not afraid even if he travels around the universe.

The record player continued: "My husband, imagine yourself like your own house. Concentrate all the solidity and weight of the house on yourself, and make your body indestructible."

The process is understandable, but it is difficult for Li Banfeng.

He could not imagine his own house; he had never seen its overall shape.

What can I do?

Ignore the actual appearance of your home and just imagine a solid house!

Li Banfeng tried it twice, but his body did not change at all.

The record player reminded: "My husband, you must think about our house. There is no use thinking about other houses."

It has to be your own house.

Imagine a steam train?

Not to mention, the steam train is also quite sturdy.

Li Banfeng tried it several times and felt that his body had indeed changed, as if there was a thick layer of iron armor on his body.

This time it should be a success. With this armor, the defense power has skyrocketed.

Li Banfeng tried it several times and felt that he was very proficient in the technique.

"Madam, we're done studying. I'm going to buy groceries." Li Banfeng was about to go out, but was blocked by steam.

"My lord, don't be anxious, let me try it first."

You might as well give it a try.

Li Banfeng tried to predict the trajectory of the needle's attack.

After spending so much time together, Li Banfeng had a certain understanding of his wife's aggressive habits.

Moreover, this is a discussion between husband and wife. The lady will definitely not be cruel. Don’t worry about the vital points. She will most likely find a less important place to prick her...

Whoops!

Li Banfeng was steamed by his wife until his whole body turned red.

"Hey, sir, I only used a small amount of strength, but you can't stop me. Your technique is useless at all."

Li Banfeng pondered for a while and said, "I thought you were going to prick me with a needle, but who knew you were going to burn me with steam."

The record player sneered: "Hey, sir, are you still not convinced? The slave said it was a life-and-death blow, but he didn't say it had to be done with a sharp weapon."

Li Banfeng grabbed the squeaky nest of the record player and said, "Baby lady, you've learned a lot."

The record player chuckled for a while: "Mr., stop making trouble and learn the techniques first."

What the lady said makes sense. It's hard to tell what means the other party will use to deal with the situation.

Just being hard is not enough, it must be fireproof, high temperature resistant, corrosion resistant...all aspects must be considered.

Li Banfeng calmed down and thought about every detail for more than half an hour. Then he said to the record player: "I'm ready this time. Madam, just do it."

The record player nodded: "My husband, this posture is good. The technique has been used, but it may not be useful."

Li Banfeng couldn't understand: "It's been used, why are you still saying it's useless?"

"Hey, sir, let me give you an analogy," the record player cleared its throat, and the gongs and drums suddenly sounded, "Haoran's righteousness soared into the sky, and he woke up the stars!"

Excerpts from the Peking Opera "The Battle of Red Cliff", "Zhuang Farewell".

Li Banfeng fell to the ground with a pop.

The technique really didn't work.

Li Banfeng forgot to do soundproofing.

This song "Zhuang Farewell" was sung with great momentum, and Li Banfeng was shaking all over and sweating profusely.

If the lady had exerted just a little more force, Li Banfeng's ears would be completely deaf.

After he calmed down, Li Banfeng gasped for a long time and said, "Let's do it again!"

"Hey, sir, we can't come again today. Just try to think about it, I'm afraid you won't have enough energy anymore."

Li Banfeng once again imagined himself as a steam train, but this time his body did not feel any changes.

"The skill of being a generous person can only be used once a day. My husband didn't use it the first time, so he reluctantly used it the second time. Before tomorrow, my husband must not use it again."

Li Banfeng was unwilling to give in. He looked at the record player and said, "Madam, you know me. Two or three times is nothing to me."

The record player laughed and said: "Mr. sir, don't show off, rest first."

He said I was trying to be brave...

Li Banfeng was furious and took out the oil can.

The record player trembled: "Hey sir, dear sir, I don't mean to be sarcastic. I really want you to rest. It's because you talk too much. I know you're wrong. Isn't that okay? Please be gentle, sir. Look, sir."

Be more accurate..."

The lady's voice was muffled.

Hong Ying sneered: "This madman went to the wrong place again. I will hurt you to death, you evil woman!"

…

In the center of the large dance floor at Paramount, Lu Dongtang, the eldest son of Lu Maoxian, held a cup of tea in his hands and presented it to Lu Chunying in front of the whole family, young and old.

Lu Maoxian's revenge was avenged by the daughter of the clan, Lu Chunying. According to the rules of the Lu family, Lu Maoxian had to serve tea to express his gratitude.

Lu Mao first reasoned that he was still injured and could not get out of bed, so he asked his eldest son Lu Dongtang to serve tea on his behalf, which Lu Chunying happily accepted.

The scene was very big today, many people came, even Duan Shaoxia, the wife of the Zong family, was present.

Lu Chunying took the tea bowl from Lu Dongtang's hand, took a sip and put it aside.

She stared at Lu Dongtang for a moment, and then asked someone to bring him a cup of tea.

"You are my elder, Uncle Dongtang. I respect you this cup of tea." Lu Chunying handed the tea cup to Lu Dongtang.

Lu Chunying didn't need to retaliate, but this was Houqiu's arrangement, so that she could show her magnanimity as a daughter of the clan.

Lu Dongtang's face turned purple, he drank tea and returned to his seat.

No matter how uncomfortable he was, he had to sit still.

Not only was he feeling uncomfortable, but his family members were also feeling uncomfortable. Lu Dongtang’s youngest daughter, Lu Yuanju, almost had her teeth broken.

She is slightly older than Lu Chunying. Yesterday, she learned that his father was going to serve tea to a little girl to express gratitude. Lu Yuanju was so angry that she didn't sleep all night.

She has long been prepared for revenge. Although she has not yet entered the Taoist sect, she knows a lot about the Taoist sect's rules.

She knew that ordinary people who practiced the three levels of Taoism would definitely die.

Deducing from this characteristic, she came up with a clever plan to deal with Lu Chunying.

She prepared three kinds of medicinal powder, and after the banquet was over, she sprinkled them on Lu Chunying!

According to seniority, I am her sister, so she will definitely not be suspicious of me.

Afterwards, I said that I wanted to enter the Taoist sect, but before I picked out the medicinal powder, I accidentally sprinkled it on the girl.

Lu Yuanju looked at Lu Dongtang's face and secretly clenched her fists.

father!

Don't be sad!

I will bear the charge of offending the Zong family for you!

Let me see what the Zong family can do to me!

After two hours, the banquet ended.

Lu Chunying was still chatting with relatives of the Lu family.

"Miss Chunying, I really admire you. We waited all night and didn't even see anyone. You took care of it as soon as you took action!"

Lu Chunying smiled modestly and said: "I am only a few years old, and how much cultivation I have, it all depends on the efforts of your seniors."

Lu Chunying did not take credit or be arrogant, but also expressed the foundation behind her in a tactful way. Lu Chunying's words were measured, which made Houqiu Qiu very satisfied.

Everyone agreed: "Miss Chunying is brave and resourceful, and she is so generous. If anything happens in the future, just give your orders. Our whole family will obey the orders of the clan."
To be continued...