not a monster

Chapter 125 Knee support, what knee support

She was also very tired, so she slumped on the sofa, saw that Feng Wuli hadn't taken off her shoes, and frowned: "Go and take off your shoes, I just mopped the floor today, and my floor was dirty again."

He didn't lift his typing head and said, "I'm so tired, I don't want to move, help me..."

Kicked out of the sofa by Wang Xilou.

This little apprentice has eaten the bear's heart and leopard's guts, and wants the master to help him take off his shoes!

The little fox and Ye Ji sat in front of the TV, the two little ones looked a little healed, and the little zombie took the Rubik's cube on the coffee table, which were all unreasonable gadgets when they were young, and curled up their legs and nestled on the sofa.

The afterglow outside the balcony spilled into the living room of the house. The setting sun was almost six o'clock and shone on the floor and the tiles on the wall. It was still a bit dazzling. The living room without the lights was slightly dim, and the setting sun came in like a long illusory golden river. Passing by half of Wang Xilou's face, she looked at the scenery and heard the movement in the same room. She could tell from the sound what the little apprentice was doing without looking at it. She should have taken off his shoes in front of the shoe cabinet. , when I opened the refrigerator, the contents inside slammed, and then I went into the shower room and took a shower. The sound of water hitting the toilet floor, I heard the footsteps should be to turn on the light...

Sure enough, the living room suddenly lit up with a click.

She looked at Feng Wuli who walked back to the living room, and the other party also looked at her. The eyes of the two met. The eyes at this moment seemed to be different from the past. It should be said that Wang Xilou actually looked at her like this. times, but he hadn't noticed in the past.

Or do not understand.

He seems to understand a little now...

'Hey, have you really been reluctant to take off that mask all this time? '

'Why take it off? '

'Others say we are husband and wife, but I haven't even seen what you look like. '

'It's not true anyway. '

'What if it is true? ' She asked pretendingly casually while she was drying the clothes.

'Don't make such jokes...'

'What if... I'm not joking? '

The masked man in the yard turned around and saw that the girl had put up a quilt to hang out. The body from the waist up, including her face, was just covered by the quilt. The white quilt was reflected white by the sun, and a corner was blown up by the wind. It was about to be able to see the face of the woman behind the quilt.

What is the expression on that person's face now?The quilt that was blown up was caught again, still holding the pipa half-hidden.

The two people in the living room looked away at the same time.

"Spring is here, and it's here again..."

Wang Xilou turned the channel instantly, causing Ye Ji to meow in dissatisfaction.

It was too late tonight, Wang Xilou didn't cook, so he asked Feng Wuli to order takeaway.

There is only one time when Feng Wuli will not be scolded for eating takeaway, and that is when Wang Xilou also eats.

I ordered two snail noodles. This snail noodles is somewhat rebellious.

Because it doesn't stink.

Wang Xilou took a lot of photos today, and he is screening them one by one, and plans to take some of them to be washed out for plastic.

He glanced at the little apprentice next to him, who was also looking at his phone, and his brows were tightly furrowed, not knowing who he was chatting with.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"It's nothing, Director Yang said, there is a very strange thing recently."

Wang Xilou crossed his legs, turned off the screen of his mobile phone, and asked with interest: "What's strange? Tell me?"

After she finished speaking, she frowned again: "Master told you not to do dangerous things."

Feng Wuli shook his head: "It's not a very dangerous thing. Director Yang said that many practitioners nearby dreamed that they went to Laomei by boat more than 100 years ago."

"What's the matter?"

"The quantity and timing are too weird, and not only in Junsha, but also in several neighboring provinces, and there are more cases in Guangdong, Guangxi and southern Fujian."

The little zombie thought for a while and said: "In those days... it seems that many people went to the outer sea, especially those who went to the Western Continent to talk about digging gold. Many people went and never came back."

Feng nodded unreasonably, and didn't intend to worry about it, so he turned off the screen of his phone.

It is probably just a vision caused by some atmospheric spiritual energy disorder.

If the company doesn't handle it well, it's useless for him to worry about it.

"Tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival." Feng Wuli said.

"Whatever you want to eat, Master will cook for you!" She heard Feng Wuli's implication.

"Squirrel Mandarin Fish, Fushouquan, Kung Pao Chicken, Wensi Tofu, let's make some home-cooked dishes."

"A few home-cooked dishes, right? Master knows."

Feng Wuli looked at her, and she looked over with innocent eyes.

He got up to take a shower, and when he left the sofa, he pulled out her hairpin hesitantly, kicked her slippers away from the sofa, and put her hairpin on the top of the TV cabinet, where Wang Xilou couldn't get it.

Wang Xilou, with disheveled hair, howled with anger.

It was past eight o'clock after I went to take a bath. After reading a book for a while, he fell into a deep sleep. He has always had a normal schedule and went to bed before ten o'clock.

That night, Feng Wuli had several dreams.

In the first dream, as a bystander, I saw a black cat being chased by a dog.

She keeps shouting for help, who will save me.

But this dream is too monotonous, there is only one road that will never end, there is no one else, and no one will come to rescue her.

"I will let the unreasonable wash you away!"

But the dog was chasing after her, so she panicked and ran over when she saw an eleven or twelve-year-old girl on the road.

Looking at the dress of that little girl, it should be decades ago.

Then one person and one cat were chased by the dog.

This dream ended here, he opened his eyes to see the dark and quiet room, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep again.

In the second dream, she was possessed by a little fox, with small hands and feet, and lived in a tree hole, which was a hundred-year-old tree.

It's like a paradise.

He saw a very tall woman. He wondered if she was too short after becoming a little fox. That woman gave him the feeling that she was as tall as a mountain.

It's a bit like Dadan in the Bandit King, or the charter woman in "Kung Fu" who performed the lion's roar and her upper body swelled.

And the appearance of that woman is invisible.

It seems that the figure of the woman in the picture has been cut out, and only the black silhouette of the other party can be seen, and there are hundreds of ghosts crying behind her.

The little fox stood to one side, a dark silhouette only talking to a very old woman, the only old woman here.

Suddenly, the huge woman turned her head to look at him, and the eyes of the woman slowly appeared on the face that had nothing at all.

Wide open eyes.

She said a word, but Feng Wuli couldn't hear her clearly, and the dream was shattered.

Knee?

What knee support?
He woke up again in a daze.

He couldn't sleep well tonight. He turned over and heard cats meowing all over his body, and then felt a softer pillow. As for whether there was such a thing as a pillow on his bed, he slept in a daze and didn't care.

Then he had another dream.

Each of these three dreams became more real than the other, and the weakening of his consciousness became stronger and stronger. This time, he did not realize that he was dreaming.

He looked at the crops in front of him, and the rows of houses in the distance, with a dazed expression on his face.

He had seen this place before, and it seemed to be Wang Xilou's childhood hometown.

(End of this chapter)