After going down the mountain, I was petted by the paranoid Lord Bo and cried

Chapter 81 Stay away from her
He caught the demon-receiving talisman that was almost attached to Yunzheng's body with his bare hands, then looked fiercely at the direction the talisman came from, and then waved his hand, and the talisman returned to the man's hand.

"Master, why did you feel a gust of wind blowing by just now?" Yunzheng shook her body.

"Do you feel cold?" Feng Wei asked intimately, "If it's cold, we'll go back first."

He took the cloak on the side, put it on Yunzheng, took her hand, and prepared to pay the bill and leave the restaurant.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the restaurant, he was stopped by a strange man.

"Wait a minute, two."

A disheveled, unprovoked man blocked their way, Yunzheng subconsciously hid in Fengwei's arms, "Master, who is he?"

"Don't be afraid, maybe it's Master's old friend?" Feng Wei lowered his head, and spoke softly to Yunzheng in his arms, "Master, go over and have a chat with him, don't run around here."

"Okay, then master, go and come back quickly."

"Ah."

Feng Wei walked in front of him, his eyes were like frost in December, wishing to kill him.

But he endured the anger in his heart, and always remembered Guimu's advice to him, "Come with me."

The man shook his sleeves violently, and followed Feng Bi into the alley.

Suddenly, the sound of fighting came from the alley, and the people passing by were frightened and took a detour.

Feng Wei retained his strength, which is why he gave this man an opportunity, but he knocked him down with a wave of his hand.

He spat out blood, clutched his chest, and said fiercely, "Which monster are you?"

"Monster?" Feng Wei pursed his lips and chuckled, "I'm not a monster."

After all, he knocked him out.

Go out of the alley and pick up Yunzheng from the restaurant just now.

On the way, Yunzheng asked, "Master, why didn't your old uncle come out with you?"

"He has something to do, so he went home first." Feng Bi said without changing his expression.

Yunzheng is pure and young, so she naturally believes in Fengvi's words.

"Oh, Master, are we going back?" She was shaking the cakes that she had just packed in the restaurant in her hand. They were specially brought home for the Queen Mother to taste, so she was extra careful.

"What? You don't want to go home yet?" Feng Bi knelt down and looked at her.

Yunzheng nodded, pointed to the lantern festival not far away, and said longingly: "Master, shall we go there to have fun first? If I come to the world to celebrate my birthday, it's just to have a meal, and I can eat it in the Yaozu. I want to play Play other fun things in the world."

"But..." Feng Wei was worried that it would be too late to go back, and he was afraid that the demon king and the future would be worried.

Moreover, the Taoist priest who was knocked out by him just now does not know if he will take the opportunity to retaliate when he wakes up.

Therefore, Feng Wei's idea of ​​staying here is not very strong.

But seeing Yunzheng looking forward to it so much, if he refuses, it will ruin her elegance. After thinking about it again and again, Feng Bi can only agree, "Well, Master promises you to stay for another hour. After an hour, we must leave the world and go back. ,Understand?"

"Okay, master, let's go play."

She took Feng Bi and ran to the busiest lantern festival.

There were countless people at the Lantern Festival, and it was very lively. Feng Bi held Yun Zheng's hand tightly, for fear that she would get lost.

Yunzheng stopped in front of the mask stand, seeing all kinds of masks, dazzled to choose.

"Master, you wear this mask, and I wear this mask."

She picked out fox masks for the two and wore them on their faces.

The stall owner took the money and praised quickly, "Girl has a good eye. This prayer festival is the biggest day of the year. If you make a wish for your life tonight and put the lantern in the wishing river, you will be blessed." Have a safe and smooth life.”

A person like Feng Wei, who has experienced many vicissitudes, naturally knows that this is just a good-looking cover made up by the stall owner to sell things.

But a child like Yunzheng who just came out naturally doesn't know the dangers of the world.

She bought more than a dozen lanterns in one go, and almost sold out the stall owner's lanterns.

Feng Wei helped her carry the lantern to the riverside of praying, while making complaints about it, she also arranged the lantern for her.

"Zhenger, to buy so many lanterns, do you want so many wishes?"

Yunzheng tilted her head and counted earnestly, "There are indeed too many. I hope that every demon can be well, and I also hope that the father and queen mother will have a safe life. Of course, the master must also have a safe and smooth life."

She lowered her head to write inscriptions on the lanterns, and for each lantern, she personally wrote a blessing for that person.

After putting off the lanterns, Yunzheng sat on the stone steps, holding her head in her small hands, and sighed, "Master, they say that a monster like me without spiritual power can't live to be two hundred years old."

"That is to say, I still have 100 years left." Yunzheng lowered her head and picked her fingers, a little unhappy, "Actually, I also hope that I can live longer."

"Zheng'er, don't think about these unhappy things. Didn't Master promise you? He will cure you." Feng Wei patted her head, comforting her softly.

"But..." Yunzheng thought for a while, but swallowed back the words that came to her lips.

"Actually, it's not that I don't believe in Master, it's just that I don't believe in myself."

She raised her head and sighed, "What's the difference between me and ordinary people?"

Seeing her so sentimental, Feng Wei felt very uncomfortable.

Thinking of what Guimu said to him, I felt even more uncomfortable.

Even though he had only 200 years to live, he sacrificed for him in the end, Feng Wei felt heartbroken just thinking about it.

"Master, why aren't you talking?" Yunzheng turned her head and saw Feng Bi's eyes were red, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, maybe it's because the wind is too strong by the river, and it hurts my eyes."

"I'm sorry, Master, let's go then."

After all, Yunzheng took Fengbi back and walked back. On the way, she was still reminiscing about what happened that day.

"Master, you will bring me to the world every birthday of mine from now on, okay?"

"it is good."

Yunzheng didn't speak, just walked forward with him in silence, touched his waist, only to find that the crispy bread he bought had fallen off.

"Master, I dropped the crisp in one bite." She said anxiously.

"Don't worry, we can still go back and buy." Feng Wei led her back, and the uninvited guest who followed them finally showed their feet.

"You are looking for this?"

Seeing the Taoist priest holding a mouthful of crisps, Yunzheng said excitedly, "My mouthful of crisps."

Feng Bi stopped Yunzheng and stood behind her, "You really linger."

"Subduing demons and demons is the responsibility of the poor, how can it be said that the ghost of the poor is still there?"

He threw a mouthful of crisps aside, took out the peach wood sword from his back, and stabbed towards Yunzheng, but Feng Wei clamped the hilt of the sword with two fingers, broke it, and kicked him to the ground.

"Out of control."

(End of this chapter)