interstellar production pacesetter

Chapter 40 So Who Are You
"What are you doing?" When Shen Linfeng entered the door, he saw Lu Qi looking back and forth for something, and there were some fabrics on the sofa.

Lu Qi raised her head: "Ah, you're back, I'm looking for needles and thread or something?"

Shen Linfeng took a few steps, picked up the fabric on the sofa, and took a closer look. It was the same fabric as his folding fan. He asked, "What kind of fabric is this?"

Lu Qi was talking to the official, and when she heard the words, she glanced at it and said, "Tiancan brocade, this is a good thing."

Of course Shen Linfeng knew it was a good thing. "You want to make clothes?" Shen Linfeng glanced at the little golden scissors next to the fabric, chose a seat by the window and sat down, a magazine automatically floated in front of him, and Xiao Qinkui brought him juice.

Lu Qi said "Yes", "Make one for the baby for self-defense."

"Do you know how to make clothes?" The magazine began to flip through the pages, and finally stopped on a certain page.

Lu Qi curled her lips: "I can make a bellyband! Do you know a bellyband? It's the kind worn by fat dolls in previous year's paintings. The bellyband is so simple. I still know how to do some sewing." Lu Qi was busy looking through things and didn't look at it. Shen Linfeng behind him opened his eyes.

"Master, I found it." The butler came over with a small spool and needle, Lu Qi smiled brightly: "Butler, you're really good, I can't find it anywhere."

Lu Qi sat down. In this era, ordinary clothes are mass-produced by machines, but like the 21st century, there are advanced custom-made handmade clothes, and needlework is still not eliminated.The needles and threads in Lu Qi's house have always been decorations, and the original owner has never used them, so it took a while to find them out.

Lu Qi mentally figured out how much fabric the newborn baby would use, and then cut out the shape with golden scale scissors.The apron is still very simple, just a bib in the front and two thin straps sewn around the waist and neck.Lu Qi picked up the threaded needle and threaded it through the silkworm brocade, but it didn't penetrate into the fabric, she threaded it again, and the fabric didn't move at all.Lu Qi was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that this is not an ordinary fabric, even silkworm brocade, water, and fire can't help it, how can ordinary sewing needles do it?

Lu Qi stomped upstairs, preparing to forge a sewing needle. She remembered that there were still a few golden scales in the space.As soon as Lu Qi went upstairs, the magazine in front of Shen Linfeng that hadn't been turned for a long time fell down. When the magazine fell, he knocked over the cup full of juice. The juice spilled on the magazine, and there were mottled marks on the ordinary paper immediately. .

Lu Qi entered the space, and quickly forged a golden scale needle. Looking at the pile of golden scales left, she temporarily decided to forge a set of flying needles. It is also good to use as a hidden weapon. Anyway, her Mental strength is quite special, and with the help of the Soul Cultivation Art, it is also much more flexible. In fact, the Soul Cultivation Art is more of a cultivation method, and there are not many attack methods, and they can only be learned after the fourth floor.Lu Qi now only has the Qiushui sword besides the round fan, but she has never learned the sword art, she has not taken a medicinal bath, and her physical strength is almost non-existent. There is really no other way, there are a lot of Taoist talismans, but they are all one-time attacks, and they can be thrown out in times of crisis to exchange some escape time.In a formal battle, his own attack methods are too few.

Lu Qi found a few more ores, including the Silver Star Mine. This kind of ore is nothing special to the naked eye, but if you look with your mental power, the ore is clearly there, but you can't see it.During the battle, people subconsciously use their mental power to "see all directions". This set of flying needles can't be detected by mental power. She was still thinking about making bellybands, so this set of flying needles is just a low-grade spiritual tool, and she gave it a very vulgar name--the gold thread needle.

Lu Qi didn't forget that she had to make clothes. After the golden thread needle recognized the owner, she took the golden scale needle out of the space again, holding a thin ribbon cut by Bixiao yarn in her hand. Those who have drawn the formation, don't look at the details, if they are really attacked, they will definitely hold up a protective shield to protect the whole body.

Lu Qi sat on the sofa again, and after making a few gestures, she injected the needle.It took Lu Qi half an afternoon to barely sew up the four bellybands.The stitches are really bad, Lu Qi comforted herself in her heart, it's fine, as long as it has a protective effect.

She thought about it, and threaded a thin silk thread with a needle. This thread is actually silkworm silk. Lu Qi used the silk to connect the word "bao" on the first apron. The ancient characters of the exercises looked like some kind of runes. Lu Qi did this subconsciously. After finishing, Lu Qi was a little hesitant. Could this be a bad thing?However, there is nothing wrong with thinking about my intuition.Lu Qi also put it down, and sewed a simplified "bao" character on the corner of the apron. Lu Qi didn't know any embroidery, so she just used a thread to draw out the strokes of the characters. It looks like a beautiful pattern, but it can be seen.Lu Qi began to write other characters, "wan", "tuan", and the last word "round", Lu Qi twisted her neck, and then injected the needle.

Shen Linfeng suddenly heard Shen Linfeng asking: "Have you ever sewed anything before?" Lu Qi felt a slight fluctuation of mental power when she was concentrating on sewing, and when she was a little confused, she immediately relaxed her guard for some reason.

Lu Qi was guided by Shen Linfeng's words, and recalled the fun things about her childhood: "Sandbag, I sewed a sandbag myself, and that was my first work!" Lu Qi had a nostalgic smile on her face, "That The stitches of the sandbags are really too big, and after they are sewn, they are stuffed with corn kernels, but when they are kicked out, the corn kernels are splashed everywhere." Lu Qi lived in the countryside for a while when she was a child, and then she left with her parents.While recalling, she continued to stitch slowly, and the last ancient character "round" began to take shape.

She was immersed in her own memories, so naturally she didn't see Shen Linfeng's shocked expression.Lu Qi continued: "At that time, my father would be very nasty and make fun of my clumsy hands. When I got angry, I would call him by his nickname. I was embarrassed to hear someone call my father's nickname at that time!" Lu Qi Thinking back to when she was a child with braids and bouncing around, she was so self-willed. Others couldn't say anything about it. If she said something bad, she would definitely become angry from embarrassment.

Shen Linfeng's voice seemed to come from far away: "What nickname is it?"

"Lu Wei!" Lu Qi smiled, "Isn't it interesting? My father's name is—" Lu Qi shook her head, seeming a little confused.She has a sense of disobedience, what exactly is it?

Shen Linfeng's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping person: "What's your father's name?"

Lu Qi showed a cheerful smile. She finished the last stitch and said, "His name is Lu Wei, that's why he got the nickname 'Reed', that's the reed by the river in summer---" The light of the silk In a flash, it seemed that it pierced Lu Qi's eyes. She suddenly opened her eyes wide and covered her mouth. What did I say just now? !It's not wrong that my father's name is Lu Wei, but Hope Ji's Lu Qi's father is called Lu Liang!
Lu Qi opened her mouth in horror, Lu Wei and Lu Liang, Wei and Liang, the difference in pronunciation is so big, there is no possibility of a slip of the tongue! !

Lu Qi immediately turned to look at Shen Linfeng, what did he do to her just now? !why? !Lu Qi only felt her heart beating violently, almost so fast that she couldn't breathe!what to do?how come?What was that just now?
Shen Linfeng looked at Lu Qi with heavy eyes, making it hard to see the emotion in his eyes. The mental power around him began to roll violently. Lu Qi couldn't sort out the chaos at all. Shen Linfeng straightened up: "That's where I came in." Bewilderment and hypnosis unique to those after the sixth level of mental power. You woke up so quickly."

Lu Qi didn't dare to look into his eyes, she looked away, her thoughts were in a mess.He actually hypnotized himself?
"Then," Shen Linfeng looked directly at her and stood up, "Who are you?" The mental power around him was tumbling, "My father's name is Lu Wei? Then who are you? What's your name?" ?”

Shen Linfeng walked towards Lu Qi step by step, the sound of shoes touching the ground was slow and rhythmic, and it seemed to hit Lu Qi's heart directly, causing Lu Qi's heart to continuously tighten violently.Shen Linfeng walked slowly, and counted everything: "Can draw, can see through Zhang Yue's identity, mental power has the characteristics of high-level ones, physical skills are inexplicably advanced, can refine special energy weapons, and can show weakness and panic. How to get rid of the temptation by looking like this,” he said, with a mocking smile on his usually expressionless face, “can you tease Wen Qianyang, can you sew clothes and sandbags?” His tone was tinged with sarcasm, “and the things about the empire Unfamiliar with you." He slowly approached, with a forceful manner: "Tell me, who are you?" A person who usually doesn't talk much, but when he said these things, he was aggressive and unavoidable, and his last tone was soft , but it fell down like a mountain!

Huge mental power pressed down like a mountain, and Lu Qi could barely move her fingers. Under the violent fluctuation of mental power, Lu Qi trembled all over her body, her breathing was short, her head was buzzing, and she could hardly think.

(End of this chapter)