not a monster

The little girl in Wang Xilou is full of posture, but she is also really cute.

Her wish during her lifetime was to be a husband and a child, to be a young daughter-in-law, to be a female celebrity, and if necessary, she would go to the farm and give birth to one or two big fat boys.

Then she will be bubbling beautiful.

Looking back, the little zombie was wearing soft pajamas and pajamas, pouting his buttocks and mouth, making the bed there, his body curves under the dim light, Feng Wuli felt a little hot.

Suddenly feeling something, he put on a coat and prepared to go out.

"What are you doing? It's so late."

"Someone has entered the village."

"Are you coming back to sleep tonight?"

"I just slipped out of the door."

"go Go."

She happily looked at the two sets of quilts on the bed, thinking, two sets of quilts, the bed is so big, why two sets of quilts.

Wang Xilou looked at the closet in the room, moved her knees and got out of bed, stuffed her quilt into the closet, went back and forth, made the bed, and lay down comfortably.

From time to time, he looked at the pillows beside him, and Meizizi took out his mobile phone to play.

The louder the wind outside, the more horribly it blows, the more ghosts and wolves howl, the warmer the inside of this small red brick wall.

……

But tonight, the small mountain village is really lively.

There are practitioners one after another, and the evil wind covering the mountains, the forest is dark and the night is deep, and the wind is howling.

The autumn wind is the main chill and blows away the vitality.

Many people who have already entered the mountain have noticed the pain of scraping the bone.

And even if an earthen wall is built, a stone cave is dug out, and a shelter is found, the wind can still blow in the cave, and the whole body of spiritual power will be torn apart in the autumn wind.

For a while, they retreated one after another, and when they came to the village in Shangougou, they felt that they could catch their breath.

Many people have found that the closer they are to human habitation, the less the influence of the wind.

This wind must have been caused by the big monster who knocked on the fairy gate, and he was blaming them for disturbing his cultivation.

Those who have entered the mountain forest these days, and those who are planning to enter the mountain forest, have all retreated and came to this Suji.

I don't know if it was Lord Zaojun's protection, or the big monster who caused the evil wind did it on purpose.

The fireworks in this world can block the evil wind in the mountains.

Four figures appeared, there was no street lamp under the old locust tree, the moonlight shone pale on the village head, the figures were scattered, and a few leaves fell in the autumn wind.

Wearing a high school blue and white wide school uniform, a female sword fairy with loose black hair.

A middle-aged man with a black suit and leather shoes and a combed back hair.

A gangster with yellow hair and a vest, shorts and slippers blowing in the autumn wind.

Panting, she was dressed as a little fairy and was a pure desire Douyin internet celebrity.

The lights were on in a house at the entrance of the village. Li Changan, who had just stayed at Uncle Feng Wuli's house, watched the four of them gooing from a distance.

"The 17-year-old female sword fairy Zhao Hong'e in Shushan, the yellow-haired one is from the Northeast Shaman Sect, and the thorny head is yellow. It's petty."

The baby-faced girl on the side rolled her eyes: "You can't recognize all the practitioners in the world. If you don't know, you are just a little guy."

"Hey, this place is just that big, isn't it a corner? Everyone has steelyards."

Li Changan rubbed his chin: "What do you think they are doing? They came to a meeting at the entrance of someone's village at night?"

"There's something wrong with the wind."

A woman's perception is much sharper than that of the men around her, and it was she who immediately proposed to return to the village after discovering a problem early.

The few outside were all future leaders from different sects, and she could sense something was wrong before them, and found a place to live.

The four arrived almost at the same time, the air was quiet for a moment, and then the strong wind was blowing again.

The big back coughed dryly:
"Everyone, it's a coincidence today. Everyone went to the mountain to see the gods. They all know that it's windy and cold tonight. It's not realistic to go out of the mountain now. We have a village here, and everyone can do it according to their own abilities." , See if I can stay overnight."

Huang Mao's tone was weird: "Hey, isn't this the little fairy fish on Douyin? I'm your fan, please take a photo with me."

The little fairy glanced at him and said with a smile: "Three hundred photos together."

"Hey, I really think I'm a big star."

"There is something wrong with this village, the monsters are gone."

"Is there a master here?"

"The wind is getting stronger and stronger, like a knife, I will find a fellow villager to spend the night."

In the village of this valley, the houses are scattered, and there are many uninhabited ones, but the uninhabited broken tile houses have no smoke, and they cannot cover themselves.

The four separated, swishing a few times at night, knocking on the door of his house and patting on the window of his house.

My fellow, it's windy, so let's borrow a night.

The door slammed shut.

The old hunter at the end of the village often told the story of that man's mother-in-law. Didn't he just enter the door at night and eat people in the dark?

Although the villagers were noncommittal, suddenly someone knocked on the door in the wilderness and asked to stay overnight. Who knows what came in?
All of a sudden, in the world of practitioners, there were four masters with names and surnames who would frighten people to death when they mentioned their sects. Under the dark moon and high wind, there was not even a single tile wall to shelter them from the wind!
At this time, the howling wind, like a handful of steel needles, pierced fiercely in the bone gap.

The four finally returned to the village and looked at the last house. They had originally offered it to the other party politely, but they didn't bother to ask. Now they were about to go and ask the last house. The four of them, who would dare to stay with four strangers at the same time at night?
They can only ask alone.

But now there are four people.

So what to do?Get rid of the other three.

For a moment, the female sword fairy drew her sword, Huang Mao wore a shaman mask, and the little internet celebrity came out with a whisk.

A strong fluctuation of spiritual power erupted under the locust tree, and was blown away by the strong wind.

Dabeitou quickly persuaded: "Hey, why did you start fighting? Stop, stop, stop, let's go out of the mountain at worst, be kind, be kind!"

"Kill the persuasive ones first!" Huang Mao shouted.

The girl's high school growth sword has arrived, the school uniform is rattling, and the black hair is scattered like a madman. The sword goes straight to the man in the suit.

Behind the yellow hair is a gray shadow of a big snake, and behind the mask is a face like a beast, with its eyes turned upright and its tongue sticking out.

This is the upper body of the family fairy.

As soon as Mr. Liu possessed himself, he wanted to destroy the man in the suit with his claws first, but he heard Huang Mao's heartfelt voice, "Sir and Mrs., sneak attack on the man with the sword."

Insidious enough, the third master likes it.

This is exciting, the two people in the room stared at each other intently, probably because they were blown by the evil wind and almost lost their minds, and suddenly their swords faced each other.

Only at this moment, under the sound of whistling mountain wind, the sound of the door opening was especially abrupt.

The house in front of the locust tree suddenly turned on a light, and a boy held a flashlight to shine on the ground, and the light on the ground slowly penetrated towards the noisy place.

Li Changan gasped: "Go out, it's that old uncle's nephew, don't be fooled by those people and make trouble for you!"

When they heard the sound of the door opening, the four of them were also startled. In the next second, all the swords, whisks, and guns that were about to be drawn out of the suits were put away.

When the light of the flashlight came over, there was nothing strange except that the wind made people messy.

In the quiet mountain village, the light inside the house dragged his shadow far, far away. The boy was puzzled: "What are you doing? What are you doing in front of my house?"

Next, two more people ran out, it was the flat-haired man and the petite girl who had come to stay overnight.

The two of them were a little embarrassed. Looking at the four people over there, the four people also noticed the two people who came out of the room here.

Li Changsheng laughed a few times and asked, "Isn't that from the same tour group? You guys can't find accommodation, right?"

The boy looked back at him suspiciously, and then shook the four people over there with a flashlight, only to hear the man in the suit with the big back promised repeatedly.

"Yes, fellow, it's too windy tonight, it's not easy to camp in the mountains, can you stay overnight?"

The young man suddenly felt embarrassed, his house is so big, how could it accommodate so many people.

We are about to go outside.

But Li Changsheng knew how strong the wind was outside the house at this time, so he was anxious to grab his hand, but it was a step too late, and the boy had already walked out.

Those four people also tensed up, they were almost blown to death, this ordinary person will not be blown to scum once he comes out.

Unexpectedly, the boy was fine, so he took a flashlight and shone on the faces of the four of them one by one.

The pause on the faces of the two girls was especially long.

A few practitioners understood that this wind should have a demonic wind for them, but it should be an ordinary wind for ordinary people.

"My house is only that big, and it's almost full. There's a partridge house that's still vacant, but the place smells great, you're sure..."

Little Huangmao hurriedly said: "Fellow townsman! Medium! We don't mind, any house is fine!"

The other three also nodded repeatedly, not daring to dislike it, not to mention the partridge house, they were all willing to live in the pig house that could keep out the wind.

The kind-hearted villager sighed helplessly, said yes, and led the four of them to the house where the uncle raised partridges.

The partridge house is a row of houses, very low, with exposed red brick walls and asbestos tile roof, which is no longer used now, asbestos fibers are inhaled into the lungs, it is very painful, no illness After getting a doctor, Feng Wuli was thinking about persuading his uncle to change it, it would be better to change it to an iron sheet.

This is really a pigsty-like environment, more than a dozen partridge houses are connected together, the temperature of the birds is high, and the smell is indescribable.

He picked a relatively empty one, only half of the cage was placed, and the other half was empty.

But this kind-hearted villager still feels that this is too shameful, how can people live in such a place.

In the end, the four people behind were thankful, and even said they had to pay, so they rushed to let them stay here for one night.

The kind villagers reluctantly agreed.

Holding up the flashlight, he turned on the light in the partridge room, and then picked this room with a lot of empty partridge cages to let the four of them in.

It is such a harsh environment, but the four of them seem to have come to Ruanrou Township, looking at those bead-eyed partridges, how friendly they are.

But there are also people who are not happy, such as that little Internet celebrity.

There was panic in her eyes, and she grabbed Feng Wuli's arm: "Brother, I will give you 2 yuan, and I will go to your living room to rest for one night, I don't want to be here!"

"This..." The kind-hearted villagers were very embarrassed.

No need for him to say anything, the yellow hair has already helped him evade, saying brother, please ignore her, we will spend the night here tonight, thank you.

"What about those two, why can those two live in the house!"

"This……"

This can't work, it's not fair, everyone is in a tour group, how can they live in a house, they live in a partridge house.

When Chen Qinqin and Li Changsheng came to their senses, they were also dragged to the partridge house by the tour group. The kind-hearted villagers looked embarrassed, and they said, let's build a group here tonight to experience the atmosphere of the mountain village.

The enthusiastic villagers were overjoyed, and said good night to the six people, and they could go to the house over there to call him if there was anything to do.

The door of the partridge room was closed. Tonight, there was a room full of masters, looking at each other, just like the partridges in the room with peasy eyes.

Huang Mao smiled and said: "Hey, I recognize these two, Youshen Baguazhang Li Changan, and Little Jinyu Chen Qinqin."

Chen Qinqin said with a cold face: "We found a shelter for you, and this is how we treat our benefactors in the end?"

The man in the suit found a corner to sit and rest, the little Internet celebrity took out his mobile phone with a sad face, and complained to the fans cracklingly, while the female sword fairy in school uniform looked at the partridge in the cage, and the partridge also looked at her.

She swallowed.

Huang Mao spread his hands: "The three monks have no water to drink, and they are all part of a tourist group. How can we sleep in the piggery, and you sleep in the house."

Chen Qinqin gritted her teeth, but Li Changan on the side stopped her and tried to persuade her.

"It's the partridge house." The female sword fairy reminded her with a cold voice.

Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, as if you had won, he also found a corner and huddled.

Feng Wuli glanced back, went straight to Digu, took the lamp to light the way ahead, and went back.

The house was stuffy, hot, and smelly, and there were six quack masters who even made him feel guilty, and his uncle's partridge house was considered promising.

It would be really interesting if after decades, these people really became leaders from different schools. When I saw his uncle, I would thank my uncle for saving their lives.

Just as he was about to return to the village, Feng Wuli saw two people again, a Taoist priest, a monk, and he was happy.

The light of the flashlight shone under the locust tree, and the two of them stopped before the other fellow shouted:
"Both of you are also here with a tourist group."

The door of the partridge room was opened again, and the six people inside looked together, and two more people entered.

Longhu Mountain Niubizi, Lingyin Temple Bald Donkey, two more people will be added to the tour group.

"Why did you come here, have you lost your way in the mountains?" Huangmao was annoyed.

"Amitabha."

The Taoist priest wrote the editor, with a carefree look: "Oh, they are all in the tour group. Young people have quick legs and feet."

Enthusiastic villagers withdrew, underestimating when they left: "Why do you like to travel in the mountains, what's so interesting about this ravine?"

The faces of the masters in the room turned black.

This is not over yet, the village is really lively tonight, every few minutes, one or two practitioners who were blown to half their lives by the mountain wind come to the village.

Picking up one, and picking up two too, looking at the pitiful appearance, Feng Wuli packed them all into the partridge house.

Tangmen youths in Chinese tunic suits.

The Luban technique who was lame on one leg was passed on to migrant workers.

A delicate Miaojiang girl dressed as a minority.

It was obviously not raining, and he put on a raincoat, a master student of the gold-money sect.

……

Can all practitioners get along well with ordinary people?Naturally, there are villains, but the later the night, the longer the wind blows, almost all of them hang their breath, and the wind is unreasonable to say, is it also a tourist group?He was picked up in a house in a daze.

As soon as the door was opened, the inside was full and squatted around, there was a basket full of heads and faces, and half of the practitioners and sects were almost full, let's leave it for the meeting.

Feng Wuli sighed a little.

Uncle's place where partridges are raised today has a total of 28 great practitioners from all over the world. At this moment, they are all squatting in a corner like when they were sweeping pornography.

"There are quite a few people in your tour group, is this complete?"

The crowd was uneven, how did they know that the twenty or so people in the house laughed and thanked this enthusiastic and simple villager for allowing them to live in this house tonight.

Feng Wuli thought about it, so he could organize a group to visit Junsha Zoo.

The mountain wind was still howling, and a kind-hearted villager was looking at the house behind him with a flashlight on the mountain road.

The six major sects of the family gathered at Guangmingding, and today the 28 masters gathered at the Partridge Room.

The wind is unreasonable.

Go back and hug the little zombie to sleep.