Laifu slept until dawn.

Feng Yifei practiced his internal strength all night, and Ni Shaowu Xuan Gong reached level 17, and his internal strength increased to 1626 points.

Every time you level up, you add dozens of points of internal strength. The increase is not much, but it is better if you have just successfully practiced the mental method. It suddenly increases a lot.

Seeing Laifu wake up, Feng Yifei hurried over to greet him.

He spoke very softly.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry?"

Laifu glanced at Feng Yifei blankly.

"Brother...hungry...hungry..."

Still stuttering.

Feng Yifei immediately walked out of the room and asked a maid to bring breakfast.

Laifu followed step by step.

Back in the room, Feng Yifei asked Laifu to sit at the table, "Laifu, do you remember what you told me?"

Laifu looked at Feng Yifei in confusion and shook his head.

"Hungry......."

Feng Yifei breathed a sigh of relief. There was no need to rush and wait to feed him first, otherwise it would be inconvenient for the maid to come over later and trigger the incident.

After a while, someone came and knocked on the door.

Feng Yifei opened the door and saw three maids coming outside.

A maid held a tray with a large pot of white porridge, a plate of pancakes, a plate of pickles, and two pairs of bowls and chopsticks.

The other two maids were carrying trays, but what was placed on them was not food. On both trays was a small copper basin filled with water, which was still steaming. Next to the copper basin were brand new face towels and two large bowls.

, one bowl is filled with water, the other is empty, there is another cup of light yellow thick juice, and there is something like a writing brush, but unlike the writing brush, the hair on the top is fluffy and loose, and it looks a bit hard.

Look.

The maid carrying the food put it on the table, bowed and went out.

The two maids each stood in front of Feng Yifei and Laifu, put down the trays in their hands, blessed Yifu, and said in unison, "My little maid, please cleanse your face and clean your teeth."

Feng Yifei had already smelled that the yellow liquid in the cup was ginger juice. The smell was a bit strong. This stuff was familiar. Add some cooked oil and minced green onions to make a dipping sauce for boiled chicken.

I think the thing that looks like a brush is an ancient toothbrush.

I picked it up and looked at it, and the name displayed was Teeth Brushing Device.

But wasn't salt used in ancient times? It's weird to use ginger juice. There must be someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder among the game producers to actually do it in such detail.

It doesn't matter if the players brush their teeth or not, and they won't have bad breath.

Now that they had been brought over, Feng Yifei simply gave it a try. The bowl of water was for the mouth, but the empty bowl was used to hold mouthwash.

Brushing my teeth is really uncomfortable, and gargling with ginger juice feels weird.

"Ah!" the maid next to her exclaimed, "Master! No!"

Such a terrible line...

Feng Yifei turned around and saw that the glass of ginger juice in front of Laifu was empty. He also picked up the bowl of water and took a swig.

Fortunately, it's not a basin.

"Just wash his face and it'll be fine."

The maid quickly responded, picked up the face towel, soaked it, wring it out, and wiped it on Lai Fu's face.

Laifu quickly hid behind him, looking panicked.

Feng Yifei really couldn't understand how he could be reduced to such a mentally retarded state despite being a master of unparalleled martial arts.

"Laifu, be good and be obedient. She's not going to hit you. Wash your face."

Feng Yifei really wanted to take a closer look at Laifu's appearance.

Laifu was very obedient, timidly sitting down and letting the maid wipe it.

Feng Yifei also asked the maid to wash his face.

Shopkeeper Jin's hospitality here is still very considerate, whereas in Liu Suifeng no one cared about whether you need to wash up or not.

After washing away the dirt on his face, Laifu's face is still quite fair. His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes are the best way to describe him. He has a big beard that covers half of his face, but he can still tell that he is a handsome uncle.

He ordered the maid to retreat.

Feng Yifei took out the dagger given by Gao Silan, "Laifu, come and shave your beard?"

Laifu screamed when he saw the dagger, ran to the corner of the room in fear, and huddled up.

"Okay, okay, don't blow, don't blow, come and have breakfast." Feng Yifei felt like he was coaxing a child.

It's definitely not possible to use force. If Laifu is frightened and explodes, he will be the unlucky one.

Seeing Feng Yifei put away the dagger, Laifu dared to step forward.

He didn't know how to use chopsticks and held them with his hands. Feng Yifei helped him serve the porridge and poured it directly into his mouth without fear of burning it.

After breakfast, Feng Yifei once again assumed a handstand posture on the bed, but this time Laifu just stared at it intently, showing no unusual behavior at all.

After waiting for a long time, Feng Yifei was helpless.

Could it be that only two moves can be learned from this plot? What is the use of a lot of incomplete skills?

After thinking about it, Feng Yifei thought of a way. If he used the two fingering techniques of Ba Sword and Soft Sword in front of Laifu, maybe he would be able to think of something.

After taking Laifu to the courtyard, Feng Yifei asked Laifu to stand farther away.

A soft sword. Used in ten directions.

The move is a simple move.

There were more than one sword qi that could be struck out. The tail finger instantly brought out several thin strands of white sword qi like a whirlwind, surrounding the whole body and flying around in random arcs.

The coverage area is not too small, with itself as the center, covering a radius of several feet.

If the enemy is close, this move is very useful for repelling the enemy.

When Feng Yifei tried the move, he had been paying attention to Laifu's reaction, and immediately noticed that Laifu's eyes widened and his whole body was shaking violently.

This is his trick, and it may be effective in awakening his memory.

Feng Yifei quickly rushed to his side.

Laifu's lips trembled, and his eyes seemed to have lost focus.

"Did you remember anything?" Feng Yifei asked with concern.

"White...white...beard..." Laifu muttered.

Whitebeard? One Piece?

Feng Yifei felt that it was baffling.

"Very...very fierce...old man...little...little white..."

Laifu spoke intermittently and suddenly held his head in his hands.

"It hurts... it hurts..."

Seeing that Fu was about to fall, Feng Yifei quickly supported him.

Laifu couldn't help crying out in pain, his brows and eyes were wrinkled, his expression was ferocious, and he looked quite painful.

Feng Yifei had no choice but to help him back to the room and let him lie down on the bed.

But the condition did not improve at all. Laifu seemed to be having epilepsy, his whole body was twitching continuously, and after a while, he actually passed out.

After a while, Laifu woke up and looked stupid again, as if what just happened had never happened at all.

Feng Yifei still refused to give up. He recalled the techniques he had rambled about before and repeated a few sentences.

Laifu was stunned for a while, not knowing whether he understood or not.

Suddenly, he hugged his head and howled miserably, tearing his hair desperately and rolling crazily on the bed.

Feng Yifei saw that something was wrong, and quickly stepped forward to grab his hands to prevent him from hurting himself, but as soon as he touched Laifu, he was shocked and staggered back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He fell injured, his hands were numb, as if they didn't belong to him.
Chapter completed!