Li Banfeng took out his phone from the projector and found a song, "I Am Your Pot Helmet."
"The pure white memories stay in the pure white flour,
Scattering a handful of scallions to commemorate our fallen love,
I watch the black sesame seeds, counting them one by one,
I know my world cannot be without you!
I am your pot helmet, cheap as I may be, I can still sate your hunger,
I am your pot helmet, even if you forget everything about me, don’t forget that familiar scent..."
When Li Banfeng first started university, this song was popular all over Huan Country, but because Li Banfeng didn’t have a phone or any other equipment to play music at the time, he wasn’t familiar with it.
He picked up the music box, recorded the song again, and took it back to his Portable Residence to play it.
The phonograph listened to it once and made no comment.
Hong Ying, after listening, was quite disdainful: "The lyrics and tune are vulgar and blunt; what’s so great about this?"
The phonograph said: "Beloved husband, play it again, I want to hear it once more."
Hong Ying snorted: "What’s so good about his singing? It’s much worse than Xiaowan’s."
"Don’t talk too much." The phonograph gave Hong Ying a smack and listened carefully again.
After the second playthrough, the phonograph still made no comment. The wine gourd said: "Little brother, perhaps the lady didn’t hear clearly, let’s listen to it again."
Li Banfeng nodded: "Then let’s listen to it again."
After the third time, the Tang Sword spoke: "Such a vulgar tune, play it again, and even I could sing it."
The phonograph said: "Alright, let’s play it again."
They played it six times in a row, and the whole room of people still hadn’t had enough, even Li Banfeng wanted to hear it a few more times.
Is this the legendary brainwashing song?
The phonograph discerned something and said to Li Banfeng: "Beloved husband, this song is indeed tacky, the lyrics are also tacky, tacky without guts or grandeur, nothing elegant amidst its vulgarity."
Hong Ying added from the side: "Xiaowan, but I think this song is quite nice to listen to..."
The phonograph slapped Hong Ying twice: "You lowly person, didn’t you say it was not nice just now?"
Hong Ying rubbed the peach, not daring to argue.
Li Banfeng said: "Wife, I also think this song is quite good."
The phonograph said softly: "Beloved husband, you think it sounds good because this song contains sound cultivation techniques,
since the advent of records, sound cultivation techniques can be spread through them, even with several re-recordings, the technique can still be retained, the person singing this song is a sound cultivation expert."
Li Banfeng said: "The person I fought today is also a sound cultivation expert."
"How was the battle?"
"He used this song to block my Passing Glance Technique."
The phonograph thought for a moment and said: "Husband, the person you fought might be very good at this song, but he is not necessarily the same person as the original singer."
Those words made sense, and Li Banfeng didn’t jump to conclusions; he first inquired of Silk-pulling.
Silk-pulling said: "Master, let me hear this song again."
Li Banfeng played "I Am Your Pot Helmet" again, and the Silk-pulling Earrings replied: "Master, mistress, I listened carefully, the person singing is the one who attacked you!
During the fight, he deliberately lowered his voice and sang much slower, but his voice, I could never mistake it."
The lady didn’t doubt it.
Among the various magical treasures, the Silk-pulling Earrings had the weakest foundation and the lowest origin, but after following Li Banfeng for so long, eating well and living well, and experiencing several rounds of beatings from the wife, its basic skills were fairly solid.
It might not catch secrets from real experts.
If tasked to track a hook, it might not track a superior hook.
But as for a person’s timbre, the phonograph trusted that the Silk-pulling Earrings wouldn’t get it wrong.
Li Banfeng said: "The person singing this song is called Chu Zikai, once a popular singer."
The phonograph said to Li Banfeng: "If you want to settle this matter, go find the singer, I believe you can beat him,
but this singer’s cultivation level is probably not below yours, you should guard against several of his techniques,
one is Blood-Splattered Homophone, this technique is simple yet practical, you’ve suffered losses from it, just one loud sound can heavily injure an opponent, but a sound cultivator will also pay a price, so he probably won’t use it lightly.
Another is The Technique of Halting the Clouds with Sound, this technique is hard to wield, but it counters Passing Glance, a good song can stop clouds in the sky, and naturally, it can stop your technique,
he used his singing to make the Passing Glance Technique pause slightly, then used the pause to misdirect the technique, against this method, you have two strategies..."
Hong Ying crouched beside the phonograph, listening very intently.
The phonograph shouted angrily: "Go squat in the ten rooms, unless called, don’t come back!"
Hong Ying was very angry but didn’t dare to disobey, so she went alone to the ten rooms.
The phonograph lowered its voice and said: "To counter this method, there are two strategies, one is to display the momentum of Passing Glance, but without using it, tricking him into using The Technique of Halting the Clouds with Sound, as it’s slow to initiate and retract, you will have plenty of time to strike him down."
This move was indeed effective; imagine Li Banfeng posing with the Passing Glance technique, suddenly striking with Arrow Homing, while Chu Zikai was singing, getting dragged by Li Banfeng into the residence.
However, although this method is good, it’s likely that Chu Zikai would be prepared, knowing his own weaknesses; tricking out The Technique of Halting the Clouds with Sound wouldn’t be that easy either.
"Beloved wife, besides that, what is the other strategy?"
The wife continued: "The second strategy is just the opposite, you don’t have to pretend, just use Passing Glance, gamble on your luck,