not a monster

Chapter 112 Little Zombie's Mind
"Hello? Teacher Shang? That's right, I'm Feng Wuli's older sister, but he's a little unwell. I want to ask him for a few days off."

"Oh, that's right, that's right."

"Let him say a few words... It may not be convenient, he can't speak with his throat now."

"Is there any homework, do you want me to go over and get it for him?"

"Well, well, thank you for your hard work."

Wang Xilou hung up the phone, looked at the spoon in the yard, and ate the preserved egg and lean pork porridge he just bought spoon by spoon.

The little one sat on a chair in the yard, its feet couldn't reach the ground.

Ye Ji on the side has been looking at him strangely since this morning, and the cat is on the side, "Unreasonable, why have you become shorter?"

In her feeling, Feng Wuli is just getting smaller, and there is no concept of rejuvenation.

Feng Wuli rubbed her head with a smile, and hugged Yeji in his arms. The stupid cat looked very big in his arms now. She tried to roll in his arms, but found that Feng Wuli's thighs were too small. She It will slide down when flipped over.

"It's okay, Xiao Ye, it will change back in a few days."

Wang Xilou also sat down beside him, pinching his arm and face with his hands restlessly.

"I really miss it." She smiled.

"Many hands and many feet."

It rained last night, and the wind in the yard was a bit cool. Wang Xilou is wearing a plain white cheongsam with light pink flowers today. The skin on the collar is even whiter than the cheongsam. His hair is tied behind his head, gentle and calm , Sitting there, the curves of the body give people a gentle taste of a southern woman.

On the jujube tree, a yellowed leaf fluttered gently and landed on the stone table in the yard. The wind twitched the yellowed leaves unreasonably.

Under the watchful eyes of Ye Ji and Wang Xilou, the yellow leaf that he twisted was slowly straightening from bending, shriveled to plump, and finally glowing green.

"The namelessness is broken, and the Zhao Zai Yong Jie should have disappeared with it, but it is now in my body."

"You have mastered Zhao Zai Eternal Calamity?" Wang Xilou's eyes widened.

That was the spiritual entanglement she obtained when she cultivated the ninth shadow. It should have been very powerful, but she ran away before she could use it.

"Not complete."

Feng Wuli gave the leaf to Ye Ji who had been grabbing it with her claws.

"It's magic!" Ye Ji tried to expose him.

His voice is very immature now, in order to neutralize it, Feng Wuli pretended to be old-fashioned:

"I went to the company to borrow the book of spiritual entanglements. There are only six time-based entanglements since the record, and every owner of time-system entanglements will end up unknown. In other words, the birth of each time-type lingering, the demise of it and its owner has happened in the past."

Just like Wuming and Zhaozaiyao, they died 500 years ago, but were born 500 years later.

Time is lingering, more like a curse.

If there is a time-type spiritual entanglement and its owner suddenly disappearing in the world now, then at some point in the future, that practitioner and the time-system spiritual entanglement will appear.

It seems that this world can't bear the existence of time-based spirits, and has formulated shackles to restrain it at a higher level.

Wuming took on this calamity for Wang Xilou, and this calamity is her immortal calamity.

Wang Xilou was supposed to be unable to cross, but Wuming blocked it for her.

Therefore, it is very possible that Wang Xilou did not fail to knock the immortal door, and she may not even know it.

Feng Wuli didn't tell Wang Xilou these words.

"But now you have mastered the eternal calamity of Zhao Zai..." Wang Xilou worried.

"It's incomplete. It doesn't have the ability to let me play with time, and I haven't mastered it. It's just that it is left in my body by an unknown name. I need to digest it properly."

"Then how did you do this?"

Feng Wuli smiled indifferently, his tone revealed confidence and peace.

"Longevity does not only mean becoming a fairy."

He had been fiddling for a long time the day before yesterday, but he didn't figure out why, so he thought he had failed.

Unexpectedly, when I woke up today, I found that I suddenly changed back to when I was five years old, and it seemed that there was a big problem.

But it doesn't matter.

He looked determined to win, Wang Xilou handed him a piece of paper to wipe his mouth, he thanked and took it.

As long as you master this castrated version of Zhao Zai Yong Jie, you can freeze your own time.

"you are annoying."

He impatiently slapped away the hand that was still pinching his face, Wang Xilou retracted his hand, and looked at him amused.

"Fortunately, you turned back to five years old. If you turned back to five months, Master would have to buy you milk powder diapers."

Feng Wuli didn't bother to talk to her, who was he doing all this for? This heartless person.

He jumped off the chair, Wang Xilou from this perspective needed him to look up, and he felt like the omnipotent Wang Xilou from his childhood.

Wang Xilou squatted down stroking the cheongsam, looking straight at Feng Wuli.

Small in stature, small in hands, and small in legs, it suddenly feels like going back to 12 years ago, when I was still sticky to myself, just like a little padded jacket.

She snickered, "Little apprentice, Master bought you candied haws, do you want it?"

Feng Wuli hesitated for a moment, looked up at her, and asked, "How much money do you have?"

"Um, about a hundred thousand? What's wrong?" Wang Xilou was puzzled, and the sight of the little apprentice made her a little nervous.

"You are so poor."

Leaving such a sentence, he shook off her hand and left.

Wang Xilou stayed where he was.

Where is her little padded jacket?

Feng Wuli went out of the yard, went to the front and pushed up the aluminum rolling door of the shop, and when he pushed it halfway, he realized, hey, it's not high enough.

A tender white palm dragged the shutter door and pushed it up instead of him. He looked up and saw a smiling face, and he laughed helplessly.

"Because the memory does not match the body, if I want to change back, I may have to rewind the memory to match the body first, and I will change back after I sleep at night."

Only by taking a step back can we move forward.

"Then you can fix it now."

"Don't worry, forget about it after dinner."

"I'm going to buy schoolbags and books for the little fox tonight, and I'll pick out some clothes for you by the way."

"You can take me to the children's clothing store again, right?"

"Master is quite happy."

If you smile like that, no one can see that you are happy. Seeing her like this, Feng Wuli doesn't say anything.

Residents who occasionally pass by the old street in the early morning will say hello to the old and young people in the house, and they are a little puzzled when they see the wind is unreasonable.

Wang Xilou pressed his head and leaned against him, "Oh, it's the child of a relative in my hometown, and he came here to stay for a few days."

"That's it..." The uncle passing by laughed, "It's really similar to when Wu Li was a child."

"right."

Because I didn't go to school today, I stayed at the incense and candle shop all day, and I had nothing to do anyway, so Feng Wuli played computer games in the shop.

Wang Xilou sat beside him and watched him play.

"Let's play with the ones that beat zombies, don't play those dangling ones, the master looks dizzy and can't understand anything else."

"Get out of your way and squeeze a stool for what."

"Didn't you always squeeze a stool with me when you were young?"

"You have a big ass."

Being disgusted by Feng Wuli like this, Wang Xilou felt a little wronged.

"If you don't watch a movie, you haven't watched a movie with Master for a long time."

"I didn't see it last night."

"...this is different."

Wang Xilou lifted the little Feng Wuli up, sat on his lap, watched him play games, and felt that this would be all right.

"Little apprentice, the world is dangerous. From now on, we, master and apprentice, must support each other."

"What nonsense are you talking about again?"

"...Can you stop using such a lovely voice to say things that dislike Master?"

"I told you to bring a stool here." He was a little awkward, after all, he was not really a child.

Wang Xilou smiled, and whispered: "It would be great if you never grow up."

"How come there are still people who don't want me to grow up?"

"Master didn't mean that."

"what does that mean?"

"Master means something else."

She shook her head slightly, with a gentle smile in her eyes, but she also had other emotions, which were too complicated. It turned out that the little zombie also had something on her mind.

(End of this chapter)