not a monster

Chapter 167
Cats are creatures that always know how to please people.

The blood golem seems to have seen that on a summer rainstorm afternoon, when the city was covered by dark clouds outside, he was sitting on the sofa drinking beer, lying on his lap, sweeping his tail, and making coquettish barks One sound.

There was a girl behind him, complaining about why he was drinking again.

With a grim look on his face, he pressed the remote control to turn the channel.

She suddenly remembered that the clothes were confiscated, so she hurried to collect the clothes, and came in from the balcony with a large pile of clothes, saying miserable that they were all wet.

When the rain stopped and the sky was clear outside, she took the cat and said she wanted to go for a walk, and asked him if he would go.

He didn't bother to talk to them.

One person and one cat stood at the door, the cat stayed quietly at the girl's feet, looking at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, the girl opened and closed her mouth, not knowing what to say.

The Gorefiend could hear nothing.

I can't see my face clearly either.

They go out for a walk and come back soon.

There was nothing outside the apartment, just a vast expanse of white light.

When one person and one cat were about to walk away, the Gorefiend suddenly yelled at them.

"Hello! What's your name?"

She was smiling, her mouth was talking, but she still couldn't hear clearly.

After getting along for so long, I still don't know what her name is, what's the matter?

He looked down at the girl in the suitcase, who was curled up like a cat.

What I saw just now was the girl's incomplete true spirit.

She is saying goodbye to herself.

The sky in the unfinished building was gray and the wind was blowing so hard that it felt like it was going to rain.

He took the girl home, searched for blood, found a black car driving on the viaduct, and saw the man inside.

The car rolled over several times as if it had been hit by a shell, and the Gorefiend crouched on the hood, pulling at his collar.

He said in panic that he didn't kill the girl himself, the girl's father owed him money, they had already agreed.

His father called her out.

In the end, the girl didn't cooperate, and said not to come to her in the future.

She was very cooperative before, but who knows why she suddenly resisted so fiercely.

He didn't even want to use force, after all, it wouldn't be worth hurting himself, it was her father who gritted his teeth and came out to restrain her.

She didn't fight back.

Everyone thought she had given up resisting, but when the man was about to step up, she suddenly struggled away and bumped her head against the corner of the table.

"It's always been like this before, I really don't know why she suddenly doesn't want to, and it's still so, so..."

His neck was broken.

There were several other people, and he came to the door one by one.

Didn't even bother to explain why.

The last one is that man.

With a look of horror on his face, he realized that the man in front of him was related to his daughter, so he apologized desperately, and even used his daughter to intercede.

"What about your daughter? I've never heard of the name you mentioned. I'm annoyed now because my cat died."

……

Behind Feng Wuli, the two looked at each other, not knowing what to say. From their point of view, what the Gorefiend did was right.

But they are not the ones who judge right from wrong, what they have to do is to arrest this guy and bring him to justice.

The orange-red light and the shadows that cannot be illuminated alternately in this unfinished building with exposed steel and concrete. The light on Feng Wuli's face changes strangely as the sun sets on the city horizon, and as the story of the blood demon ends. , and the last bit of light was drawn from his face.

Miss Penglai doesn't understand why such a powerful big monster has been unknown by the Xiangjiang River all the time.

He even works in a small company, working from nine to five, like a real social animal. Where is his ability not popular and spicy?

Feng Wuli said: "You broke the rules, the situation is bad, the company's instructions are not to keep alive."

"Can you get rid of the ink, and hurry up." The blood demon said in a bad mood.

Feng Wuli remained expressionless: "Killing people is wrong, you should be dealt with by the law, and they will be punished accordingly."

"I think you are asking for scolding, but I am hanging here for fun, right?"

Feng turned around unreasonably and asked the two newcomers how their injuries were.

"No, I'm not seriously injured, Penglai's entanglement is very difficult to die, he, he seems to be seriously injured."

The internet celebrity lady quietly looked at this boy. He was still wearing a school uniform, so he couldn't really be a high school student, could he?
That's still a little brother.

But he is so fierce!
He couldn't help swallowing, and asked again: "Well, that monster is still hanging there."

"Ignore him."

The Gorefiend began to greet his family.

With his back turned to him, Feng Wuli bandaged the badly injured boy, Xiaowanghong helped him, and Youhuang patted his dusty clothes from the fight just behind him.

"You are amazing."

"Fortunately."

Seeing that the boys didn't seem willing to talk to her, Xiaowanghong cringed a little, but she was not shy. She secretly glanced at the blood demon over there, and the blood demon stopped scolding her.

The seriously injured patient was a boy, his thigh was bleeding profusely, Feng Wuli took off his pants, and the little net red next to him blushed.

The boy was also embarrassed: "Senior brother..."

"There's no one left for you."

He looked at the girl next to him, opened his mouth to speak a few times, and stumbled, "I'm sorry for your inconvenience."

With his embarrassed appearance, the stagnant atmosphere just now eased, and the little internet celebrity also saw that this boy has a very gentle temperament.

What a reliable man, Mingming is not very old, but he looks very reliable.

Thinking of something, she smiled and asked:
"When you were in the village, did you keep watching our jokes and thought we were all idiots?"

"A little bit indeed." Feng felt ashamed for no reason.

"Ha, it's really a bit silly." She also laughed.

After the two wounded were treated, he asked Feng Wuli what to do with the monster, Feng Wuli remained silent and didn't say anything.

This Blood Demon King Xilou knew each other. After all, they were all great practitioners by the Xiangjiang River. A zombie and a Blood Demon. How could they not know each other.

Compared with monsters, human beings are fragile and short-lived. In fact, he is not wrong. A tiger will not feel guilty for killing a sheep, and it is difficult for the two to empathize.

If he did this 200 years ago, no one would punish him.

But it is a pity that it is [-]. Some things are difficult to build, but easy to destroy. They are responsible for obeying the rules and making monsters obey the rules of humans.

Feng Wuli felt that he was actually quite boring.

He watched the people from the company drive up and move the imprisoned Gorefiend into the car.

Feng Wuli sympathized with him, but that was all.

Maybe he doesn't even need Feng's unreasonable sympathy.

He was walking by the Xiangjiang River, and Youhuang was always by his side.

The autumn wind is rustling along the river, the temperature is very low, and there are few people. There are some small mandarin ducks in some places where the street lights are dark.

"Youhuang, I'm in a bad mood."

In this case, Feng Wuli would not tell anyone, not even Wang Xilou.

You Huang held his hand, with no expression on his face, neither sad nor happy, but seemed a little at a loss, stepped in front of Feng Wuli, knelt down and hugged him, patted his back, and Leaned over to kiss his face.

Like coaxing a child.

Feng Wuli was amused by her reaction, pushed her face away, and wiped the kissed face pretending to be disgusted, "It's all your saliva."

Youhuang looked a little aggrieved.

Feng Wuli hurriedly coaxed her: "I don't despise you."

In fact, she has no expression on her face, but there will always be very subtle facial changes, maybe even Wang Xilou can't tell the difference, but Feng Wuli can read the subtle changes of emotion.

"Forget it, let's get short."

You Huang was obedient and bent over.

Feng Wuli also kissed her on the face, the tip of her nose is the milky scent that belongs only to Youhuang.

You Huang looked like a little daughter-in-law, very interesting.

After teasing Youhuang, Feng Wuli calmed down a little, took out his mobile phone while walking, and asked Director Yang how the blood demon would deal with it.

The answer was that the trial would be verified and there was a high probability that they would be imprisoned in the Demon Suppressing Tower of Shushan Sword Sect.

The company gave him instructions not to keep alive, because Feng Wuli suffered serious injuries when he captured the other party last time, but now that he has taken back the sprite, it is much easier to capture alive.

Back at the incense and candle shop, Wang Xilou and the others had already eaten. He turned on the rice cooker, and when the dishes were still hot, he turned on the light and ate in the backyard.

Wash the dishes and go upstairs.

"Yo, are you done with your work?"

The TV on the second floor was on, everyone was sitting on the floor, Wang Xilou, Po Nu and Wanwan Yeji were fighting the landlord.

Ye Ji and Wanwan were in a team, the kitten was sitting in Wanwan's arms, Wanwan's hands were small, she was holding a card, her baby-fat face was full of seriousness, she took the time to sweetly call out Mr. Feng Wuli, and continued to frown Look at the cards.

Po Nu also turned around, surprised and said: "Ah, you are back, look at my card, what should I do if I seem to lose."

She got up and walked over with her bare feet, wanting to go over and pull Feng Wuli to join her camp.

"I haven't taken off my shoes yet."

"My slave will help you take off!"

"..." Where did she get so many dramas.

"No, you sit back."

Po Nu is always very considerate, Feng Wurealy refuses to admit that he likes her, but it is really hard not to like a stinky sister like her, and he will still be very accommodating to her unconsciously.

He sat down to replace Po Nu, and Po Nu squeezed his shoulders and beat his back from behind, leaning against him from time to time, with a delicate tone.

Wanwan is very cute when playing cards, her short legs are crossed together, her bun face is tangled up for a long time, and after throwing a card, her tail sweeps back and forth, as if she can't think if she catches the tail.

Wang Xilou wanted to peek at his cards from time to time, but Po Nu scolded her.

Wang Xilou had a toothache: "You are a bit precious, if you don't help me, help him?"

Forced by lust, Po Nu went to team up with Wang Xilou.

Wang Xilou's card skills are terrible. She has no strategy at all in her playing cards, and she doesn't know how to open, keep, or memorize cards. Unreasonably killed by the wind to defeat the army.

The two Wang Xilou were much better, chattering there, looking like a set.

Lose a little more tactfully.

Po slave returned to the shadow to rest.

After a while, Wang Xilou found that Feng Wuli's clothes were torn, which should have been caused by a fight with the blood demon just now.

"Take it off and I'll sew it for you."

She went into the room to get the needle and thread, came out and sat on the sofa with her buttocks on one leg, squeezed the end of the thread through the eye of the needle, and mended Feng Wurea's clothes.

Wan Wan went back to her room to do her homework, and Ye Ji pestered her to tell stories.

Feng Wuli looked at Wang Xilou who mended his clothes, and felt that the other party's appearance was too gentle, so he couldn't help but look fascinated.

The sound of the TV in the living room is the never-ending background sound, and the little fox in the room reads the text lively. Tonight, Wang Xilou is wearing the old lady's floral pants and white vest, and this pair of white boat socks on his feet. He looked serious while mending clothes.

He sat over, leaned against her body, put his arms around Wang Xilou's waist, and buried his head near her neck and shoulders. These small movements were already extremely natural to them.

Wang Xilou pursed his lips, leaned back, and leaned completely on the opponent's chest.

The little zombie uses the same shower gel as him, but it always smells more fragrant than his.

"What are you doing, you're asking Master to act like a spoiled child again."

"Looking at the way you mend my clothes, I want to hug you."

Wang Xilou's body was stiff, the man's hands were very calm, he was just holding himself behind.

Will make myself happy.

"Hey, don't touch Master. You're mending clothes. Have you finished your homework? You won't be able to pass the university entrance exam yet."

"Why are you still wearing socks, I'll take them off for you."

Seeing that hand take off his socks, play with his white and tender feet, grab the soles of his feet, rub his thumbs on the back of his feet, sweep the soles of his feet with his fingers, and pinch his toes from time to time, Wang Xilou blushed.

"Don't change the subject with Master."

"I want to kiss you."

"..."

After some things started, it was difficult for young people to hold back, especially when holding someone who was fragrant and soft, Feng Wuli just expressed his appeal.

This couldn't be more normal.

Wang Xilou looked around nervously, swallowed, "Face or mouth?"

"mouth."

Wang Xilou frowned calmly: "When you are a grown-up, you still need Master's father."

"Ah."

She seemed very reluctant: "What if Wanwan or the silly cat come out later?"

"Go back to your room."

"Your room or my room?" The voice was already expecting.

"Your room."

"Let's go."

The two entered the room with a rustle and closed the door. Wang Xilou felt like a thief.

As a result, this guy stood there with a smile on his face, and she felt that she had lost any majesty of the master by being so active, so she gave him a little annoyed look.

And after getting up from the sofa, to entering the room, and closing the door, the whole process, the atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant.

It always feels too strange if she leans forward now.

But she really wanted to kiss.

Suddenly, she fell into a warm embrace. The boy she had seen growing up embraced her in her arms, and her shoulders had become so wide.

She looked up and saw the same face looking down at her, with her hands on the other's shoulders, and her heels slowly lifted off the ground until they were completely off the ground, leaving only a little toe standing on the ground.

The two whispered from time to time, most of the time they were attacking the city, until Feng Wuli found out that the little zombie had turned into a little soft corpse, and he declared with satisfaction that this time it was Wang Xilou's defeat.

He walked over and sat on the bed, held Wang Xilou in his arms, and said, "The monster I dealt with today..."

Wang Xilou listened quietly.

She really likes the feeling that she can be a little bird and depend on others. This is what she has been pursuing and waiting for. Today, she will not be a master for now, but just be a little zombie for the time being.

As Feng Wuli talked, he found that the person in his arms was looking at him directly. Men and women who have just started together can't try enough of these things.

He asked, "Do you still want to kiss?"

Wang Xilou looked at him and nodded.

Her lips were blocked, something was snatched away, and she slowly closed her eyes.

The two whispered softly, and Feng Wuli spit out the unhappiness in his heart.

Wang Xilou said softly:

"Monsters and ordinary people, the scale of time is too different."

"Whether the girl died accidentally, or died of old age a hundred years later, to him, it is just as fleeting as the old cat he raised, and there is no difference. Because of his long life, he can live until now. Girls, this is actually the meaning of long life."

She shook her foot, put a finger on his lips, with a smile on her brow:

"It's like if there is no longevity, if you see Master, probably the archaeologists dug up a dry bone somewhere for you to see on the news...take it out..."

The wind is unreasonable and silent.

Wasn't it bold before?

Cowardly Zombie!

He insisted on committing the following crimes today!
The hand on the belly is ready to advance instead of retreat.

I got cleaned up.

(End of this chapter)