not a monster

Chapter 148
The tourists were all taking pictures, and Feng Wuli also took pictures of Wang Xilou and Po Nu.

In the past, there were many people here, and it must not be as leisurely as it is today. The scenery is indeed beautiful, but the scenery with crowded people seems dull.

Today's National Day tourists are less than in the past, and it is estimated that it is the blessing of Topo Nu.

The little beggar came to see, "It's so beautiful, can you marry me quickly?"

"??"

The topic jumps so much?
Wang Xilou went over to grab her, but Po Nu forced Feng Wuli's arm and wouldn't let go.

"I can't wait any longer. At that time, I thought I hinted at you like that. You are still pretending not to understand. I am really sad. You understand now. Let's have sex tonight, okay?"

The little zombie gradually exerted strength and tried to shut her mouth. It seemed that the two Wang Xilou were wrestling with each other, but Wang Xilou's strength was no match for Po Nu.

Feng Wuli understood: "The decline in self-control...is this going to happen?"

"Put her in the shadow quickly, Master, don't lose this person!"

"No, there are too many people here."

Wang Xilou hurriedly tore her away, Po Nu refused to let her go, and kept talking about what are you doing, don't you also think about those things, there is nothing to hide.

"Then let him kiss me, I want him to kiss me, can you kiss me?"

Wang Xilou sighed helplessly and asked him to come over and kiss this guy.

Feng Wuli became a ruthless family machine, looked at Po Nu, then at Wang Xilou, and gave her a boo, the little beggar immediately hugged him tightly.

"I like you so much, you are really kind."

"Can you let me sleep in the same bed with you tonight, I want to sleep with you in my arms."

"You really don't want it? Wang Xilou won't mind."

"Woooo, I'll pick up trash to support you, okay? I love you so much. I will try my best to pick up more trash and sell it in the future, so that I can make money to support you."

"I'll kiss you too, if you let me kiss you, I'll go back to the shadow, okay?"

Feng Wuli looked at Wang Xilou whose face was gradually darkening, tried not to make his smile so obvious, and nodded to Po Nu.

There was a soft touch like a little zombie between his lips, and then the other party entered his shadow.

Fortunately, no one saw it at this time.

Only Wang Xilou and Feng Wuli were left on Cherry Blossom Avenue, and he looked at the little zombie.

"It's so embarrassing." Wang Xilou said sullenly.

Feng Wuli took her hand, couldn't hide his smile, was hit on the shoulder, and the fingers of the two people underneath were intertwined.

"Don't laugh at Master!"

Feng Wuli couldn't help looking at her lips: "What happens if you smile?"

Wang Xilou looked at him in disbelief: "I find that you are really disrespecting Master more and more now."

The little apprentice suddenly stretched out his hand to fiddle with the cherry blossoms falling on her head, Wang Xilou pursed his lips and said nothing.

Sometimes it's better to disrespect her, and sometimes it's better to treat her like a little zombie, but she won't give up her status as a master.

Although I liked this guy 500 years ago, but now he is brought up by himself, but he is sensible since he was a child, it seems that she didn't teach him anything, anyway, she brought him up.

Little apprentices are meant to be under the master.

The two went to Jiming Temple and lit incense. They heard that seeking marriage is very spiritual, but Feng Wuli did not go to seek marriage, nor did Wang Xilou.

The god of marriage is not here, he is raising deer in the zoo.

This trip to Jiming Temple, the best thing to see is the Cherry Blossom Avenue, but the ancient temples and temples above are very old-fashioned. The colors of flowers, trees and Buddhist temples, dark green, tung yellow, white smoke, and red pillars also have a taste.

It's just that the photo of the two standing together under the cherry tree is good enough.

When I returned to the hotel at night, Po Nu didn't come out. I guess I felt ashamed after I recovered, and maybe I played with Suoguan inside.

The next day they went to the Wang family mansion in Wang Xilou's memory, but they were completely unrecognizable now, and went to the village where Wang Xilou was alive.

Now it has become a park with children playing and old people doing morning exercises.

Perhaps among these people, there is the blood of those people in the past.

Or maybe not.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

For 800 years, no trace can be left. Everything about Wang Xilou is buried in history. People only know that he is a terrifying practitioner. No one will dig out where the other party's roots are, but it is here.

But the root can't be found either.

Relying on her memory, Feng Wuli pointed to the street over there, where there was a fishing tackle shop, and there was a man lying on a bamboo chair and taking an afternoon nap.

"There is a delicious soup cake and noodle shop of Zhang Xiaoge. Master likes to eat his soup cake the most. It is very cold in winter. After master eats it once, he wants to drink a bowl of hot soup cake every morning. , but the family was too poor to eat, and later my parents gave birth to younger brothers, and the poorer they became, the poorer they became, so they never ate it again... That soup cake is really delicious."

It was really delicious. Wang Xilou didn't eat any delicacies later, but the taste is still unforgettable.

There are many people there every day, and it is also the most lively corner. Even after so many years, Wang Xilou thinks of the soup cakes that he wanted to eat but could not eat when he was a child. It is not nostalgia, but a little sad.

She knelt down and touched a piece of bluestone on the ground. It came from 800 years ago, just like herself.

Feng Wuli also squatted down with her, but it was not sad, he seemed to be able to hear the little zombie whispering beside him, but he couldn't hear clearly, so he asked her what she was talking about.

"I said, Master only belongs to you now."

"Hmm." Feng Wuli pursed his lips: "Me too."

Suddenly, I wanted to hug her.

We were going back tonight. In the afternoon, the two met a monster wearing a huge straw hat under a willow tree by the river.

It was a monster that looked like a monk, wearing a monk's robe and carrying a string of rosary beads. It was estimated to be more than two meters high. It was sitting cross-legged under a willow tree, with a fishing rod standing beside it.

Wang Xilou knew this monster, and she went over to say hello with some joy.

"You know him?"

"His name is Sengzheng. Jinling is just that big. Master often goes back to Jinling after embarking on the road of cultivating immortals. He just sits there all the time."

Unexpectedly, the only thing that came out of memory was a monster.

But after all, the time of monsters is very slow, and it doesn't change much for many years.

There are many tourists around.

When the monster heard someone calling him, he turned his head and found two humans. He looked at it suspiciously, then sniffed it, and said with a happy smile:
"It's Wang Xilou, long time no see."

It’s true that it’s been a long time, but its tone is like a reunion of classmates after college graduation. After a few years, everyone has experienced a lot of things, and suddenly recalling the past experiences, they can’t help but sigh.

Long time no see with that kind of momentum.

The clouds are calm and the wind is light, let me be sentimental, but that's all.

"Are you still fishing here?" Wang Xilou went to look at his reel, but there wasn't a single fish.

On the Qinhuai River, the breeze was blowing, and the autumn wind was blowing. Ripples appeared on the river, and the willow trees fluttered on the bank. The monk straightened his hat and nodded.

"Would you like to watch me fish? I'll catch it soon."

Wang Xilou knew that he had been fishing for almost 800 years, but he had not caught a single fish.

Feng Wuli asked him what he used for fishing, why he hadn't caught a single fish for so long, and the monk was putting away the rope.

There was actually a silver coin tied to the end of the rope.

"Fish don't eat silver, but people want silver. How can you fish with silver?" Feng Wuli asked with a smile.

"Ah, it was Wang Xilou who said that if you want fish, you have to pay for it in exchange for silver."

Feng Wuli looked at Wang Xilou, Wang Xilou stared innocently, she had forgotten about it, but monsters can't lie, she thought about it for a long time before remembering.

The first time he met this monster was by the river, and the monk was standing by the river looking at the water.

The cold Wang Xilou passed by carrying a fish bought from a fisherman.

"Excuse me, how can I get the fish?"

"Of course I got it with money."

"What is money?"

"Money is silver, silver like this."

"Is it something like this? Thank you."

The cool Wang Xilou waved his hands and left the river.

Later, every time Wang Xilou saw him by the river, he would fish there. Wang Xilou thought he had given up buying fish with money, but he didn't expect that he was fishing with money.

Then people have been fishing here for 800 years, but they couldn't catch a single fish.

People can catch with silver, but naturally they cannot catch fish.

Facing the gaze of the little apprentice, the little zombie lowered his head weakly.

She didn't know it at the time, could it be him to blame?
Feng Wuli told Sengzheng that you can't use silver for fishing, you have to have a hook and bait.

Monk Zheng didn't understand, so he asked them what a hook and bait were.

Feng Wuli went back to the fishing tackle shop he had just seen. According to the boss, there are a lot of crucian carp in the Qinhuai River now, and he needs to use sleeve hooks. He asked for one. He needed to buy some bait, and the boss waved his hand to take a small bag for him to dig out some. He probably guessed that Feng Wuli was just fishing for fun, and he didn't want to collect money, so he kindly reminded him to go fishing in the outer river.

Feng Wuli thanked them, but not only did they not go to the outer river, but they still fished in the city center, where they have been fishing for more than 800 years.

Seng Zheng and Wang Xilou watched him from the side. Two sparrows flew over, landed on Seng Zheng's hat, stood there for a while, and then flew away.

"Try fishing with this."

"Is it really possible to not use money? Can you catch fish like this?" Seng Zheng threw out the hook in doubt.

Falling into the water, ripples swayed layer by layer.

Wang Xilou and Feng Wuli sat next to him, looking at the surface of the water and waiting.

People pass by from time to time. There are many children playing skateboards here. Behind the railing by the river is a small old square. Most of the trees here are decades old.

The trees that have been around for decades are already very thick and solid, with continuous shade, and the roots squeeze through the ground, spreading vigorously and vigorously.

Someone passed by, saw a man and a woman squatting so wide, and gave them a weird look.

From time to time, there will be a gust of wind, and the river surface will continue to ripple, and the willow branches will hang to one side. The rippling water surface below is like a wrinkled mirror, reflecting the two people on the bank and the monster in the middle. After the wind passes, the river surface calms down, and there are only two people left .

In less than 10 minutes, something bit the hook, and the submerged line continued to swim on the surface of the water, and the bamboo pole also bent a little bit.

The little zombie looked expectant, Feng Wuli was also very concerned, his eyes were fixed on the river, but Seng Zheng was still so calm.

"Oh, is this a fish?" he asked.

"Yes, just drag him up."

"That's right, let me try."

Seng Zheng moved slowly, and finally pulled up a fat crucian carp that was four fingers wide, and he held it with one hand, with a faint smile on his face.

"Great, finally caught a fish." He said with a faint smile.

Wang Xilou asked Sengzheng what he would do next after catching a fish, and Sengzheng replied: "Originally I was a monster traveling around. The winter was very cold a while ago. A human surnamed Zhang gave me a bowl of soup cakes and I drank them down." Afterwards, it was very warm, and the taste was excellent, and there was nothing to repay, so I wanted to catch a fish and give it to him."

Wang Xilou was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that other than her, those past events and people in the past were still remembered by someone.

When the scripture monk said it out of his mouth, it seemed like the next day.

Some people still remember that what happened in this land in the past, she is not a wandering spirit, and time seems to go back 800 years ago.

The seven or eight-year-old girl stood at the intersection, looking at the soup and cake shop over there. She wanted to eat but had no money. A huge monster walked by far away, but no one could see him.

That was Jinling in the Song Dynasty.

"Wang Xilou knows the human being you mentioned, why don't we send the fish there for you?"

The little apprentice on the side asked him with a smile.

Sengzheng scratched his head: "Will it trouble you too much?"

Wang Xilou also replied: "No trouble."

Seng Zheng handed the fish to the two of them, and thanked Wang Xilou with a light smile, "In this case, I will continue my journey, I am really troublesome to you two."

He bid farewell to the two of them. Holding a demon pestle and a straw hat, he slowly walked towards the crowd behind him. His two-meter-tall figure did not attract anyone's attention.

Feng Wuli looked at the fish in his hand, not knowing what to do with it.

Let it go, people have been fishing for 800 years, give it to the guy who sells soup cakes, they can't give it to him.

"It's all your fault, fooling people into fishing with money."

"How can Master be blamed for this? How would Master know?" The little zombie scratched his head.

The two walked back and passed the fishing tackle shop again. The owner was wearing a vest and holding a big sunflower fan in front of the shop to enjoy the shade, with a contented expression on his face, humming something.

Feng Wuidean thought about it, and walked over: "Boss, we are back."

The boss looked at the fish he was carrying, and said, "I really caught it for you. It's so fat. It's as wide as four fingers. It's so fresh!"

"How does the boss think it's delicious?"

"Let's make crucian carp soup, it's just right to drink in autumn."

"Then give it to the boss."

The boss waved his hands again and again, saying nothing, Feng Wuli told him that they would take the high-speed train back later, they were here for a trip, and they couldn't take the fish all the way to the car, so the boss reluctantly accepted it.

"When I buy it, I get paid for it."

Feng Wuli said, just treat it as the money for the hook and bait and pay it back.

When the two were leaving, someone came to the fishing tackle shop to buy fishing nets.

"Old Zhang, where did the crucian carp come from, so fat?"

"Damn! Two young couples from out of town, caught by fishing, fat or not, make crucian carp soup tonight."

The master and apprentice who walked away had sharp eyes and ears. After hearing this, they looked at each other and laughed. Unexpectedly, it was a coincidence that the boss was also surnamed Zhang.

A drink and a peck are all set.

On the side of the square, a fishing rod is placed obliquely against a willow tree. The branches of the willow tree dance with the wind, and the water on the river is shining.

The huge monk monster passed the crowd, took a look at the surrounding scenery, and continued his journey.

The owner of the fishing tackle shop shows off the big fish in his hands to acquaintances.

Wang Xilou suddenly looked back.

She seemed to be the same as she was when she was a child again, and the fishing tackle shop had also turned into a small shop selling soup and cakes, people around were jeering, and a huge monster passed by.

It was as if they had been here waiting for her.

Until the people around her urged her, Wang Xilou turned around and hurriedly chased after her.

"Come on, go home."

Wang Xilou pursed his lips.

"Your bag is so heavy, master, carry it, it will tire you later."

(End of this chapter)