not a monster

Chapter 180 Bold traitor!

Feng Wuli was still a little burned.

Although this morning was beautiful but chaotic, he should find a place to think about life, life, and the meaning of living, or he should have hugged the little zombie and said sweet words.

But it's here now.

It was too late for him to linger on the recollection, guilt, anticipation, he was already standing here, but the image of the little zombie wiping his white hands with a paper towel just now could not be lingered in his mind. A ball of paper towels has become a mess, and even emotions have become fragmented.

He only realized it in the sound of rushing water and the conversation between Wang Xilou and the little fox.

They just did something bad.

As if aware of his gaze, the little zombie turned his head and scratched him, and he immediately shut up.

Ready to go back to the room to pack my schoolbag and go back to school.

"Wang Xilou, you have become taller again."

"Ha, in the eyes of you monsters, am I just getting taller and shorter?"

"No, you felt weird two days ago."

"What's wrong?"

"What's so strange... For example, Master Feng Wuli went to school the day before yesterday, and you were crying and fussing to find him, and you refused to pull you no matter what the slaves did. You were crying so hard, and Master Feng Wuli followed you wherever you went. , has been clamoring to be hugged by Master Feng Wuli."

"……say no more."

For the past few days, Feng Wuli and Xiao Xilou are sleeping in Wang Xilou's room, and his room is for Ponu and Yeji. Of course, Ponu stays in his shadow for more time, but last night he went back to sleep of.

When Po Nu and Ye Ji also came out, Ye Ji was actually in human form, and the two kept complaining about each other's moving around last night.

Feng Wuli could probably tell from the conversation between the two that it was too cold last night, Po Nu and Ye Ji slept together in their arms, and neither of them was an honest master.

"Po slave, you should send Wanwan to school."

"Why, didn't Wang Xilou change back?" Po Nu blinked.

"It's cold, she needs a lot of spiritual power to drive out, please trouble you."

Po Nu obediently agreed, and Ye Ji turned into a kitten, yawned silently, jumped to the balcony to bask in the sun, looked at the pedestrians below, her tail swayed in the air, her eyes sparkled.

After brushing her teeth, Wanwan went back to her room and took a bottle of Wangzai milk, put in a straw and drank it with her eyes narrowed, with a look of enjoyment on her face, like when a judge in a music variety show meets a contestant she likes and begins to show off her acting skills, her tail curls up behind her. Turned up, the ears are even more erect.

Then he narrowed his mouth again and wagged his tail happily.

Getting grabbed by the tail while walking past someone.

Wan Wan hugged Wang Zai's milk and became pissed. Seeing that the wind was unreasonable, she looked like a sack, and put her tail back in front of her, holding her tail to prevent it from shaking or letting it go. Feng unreasonably grabbed and played.

Feng Wuli looked at several people, and went downstairs with his schoolbag on his back.

The two Wang Xilou behind them were arguing.

"Why do you keep washing your hands?"

"I advise you not to ask."

"Have you held your hand?"

Wang Xilou turned to look at her, Po Nu looked back innocently.

The two of them seemed to be looking in the mirror, but one was dressed a little cooler, and the other was so bloated that even his neck was almost invisible.

"Can you stop saying such disgusting things with my face."

"...dressed like rice dumplings."

Po Nu didn't wear shoes, and the bathroom floor was a little wet. In order to keep her feet from getting too dirty, she kept coming in on her toes, and hugged Wang Xilou from behind. It felt like she was hugging a bear that had hoarded fat for the winter, and it was soft and soft Comfortable.

Wang Xilou struggled a little because of his limited mobility: "Don't hug me... Wanwan, go and change your clothes and get ready to go."

"Okay, Wanwan will go now."

"I'll take Wanwan there, you are so afraid of the cold."

"Hey, don't hug me, you're still hugging me when you're completely dressed."

"Hee hee, frozen tangerines are here!"

"Hiss! Take your hands out quickly! The ice is dead!" The little zombie's voice was particularly anxious.

The cat on the balcony meowed, and the boy who was riding a bicycle downstairs looked up.

The light mist in the morning dissipated, and there were garlic seedlings, onions, and evergreens planted on the balcony, and half of the rose plants crawling on half of the railing were withered.

The clothes of several people were hanging on it to dry. The boy's clothes grew bigger and bigger, and the clothes hanging on it became bigger and bigger, but Wang Xilou's clothes remained the same.

Little light blue uniforms in kindergarten, red scarves in elementary school, junior high school uniforms are already bigger than Wang Xilou's clothes, high school jerseys can be worn as skirts for Wang Xilou, and next to her oil-stained apron, Old-fashioned jackets, rag-like white vests, and old lady pants and underwear that are not reminiscent of young girls at all.

It was like this 12 years ago, and it will still be like this 12 years later.

Feng Wuli is not sure whether there will be a suit in the clothes hanging there in the future, but what is certain is that the dirty, ugly and old clothes of the woman next to the suit will still not change.

In the cool sunlight, the fur of the black cat was gilded. Listening carefully to the living room behind the kitten, it sounded like someone was arguing with himself, very lively.

Feng Wuli looked at the black cat on the balcony and smiled.

The granddaughter of a family surnamed Zhao in the old street saw him, and just wanted to say hello, when she saw the young man talking to the balcony from a distance, smiling and not knowing what to say, and she couldn't hear clearly even if the wind was too loud.

Zhao Zhen raised her head in doubt and was dazzled by the bright golden morning light, she raised her head to block it, and after her eyes got used to the sunlight, she saw the cat on the balcony, and laughed inwardly.

Brother Li was talking to his cat again.

When Po Nu and Wan Wan also went out, Wang Xilou felt that it was still not warm enough after brushing his teeth and washing his face, so he went back to his room to add a few more, and finally put on a long down jacket with a hood, and also wore ugly clothes on his hands. Cotton mitts.

After wearing a hat and a bloated dress, that delicate face looks very small, like those Eskimos on TV.

"The quilts are all wrong. This quilt is too hard and not warm at all. Didn't you say you bought a new set of quilts in autumn?"

The fat zombie entered Feng Wuli's room, sighed helplessly, and began to change his bed to a new set of quilts.

"Hiss, why is the chain of this quilt cover broken, how did this person get into the quilt."

Wang Xilou feels distressed.

These few days the slaves haven't done any housework, the house is in a mess, and the stupid cat's litter hasn't been washed for a long time, and in a few days it will be even colder, so she doesn't want to move anymore.

Ye Ji stood on the balcony, watching Wang Xilou, who became very fat every winter, busy up and down.

After watching for a while, she jumped down and followed Wang Xilou.

"Why are you following here?" Wang Xilou looked down at her.

"I want a dress."

"What do you want clothes for?" Wang Xilou was stunned, wondering what kind of demon this little guy was going to be.

She looked proud: "I was in the park the day before yesterday and saw that other cats had clothes to wear, they."

"You're not a cat."

"You are not!"

"Of course I'm not." Wang Xilou said cheerfully.

Ye Ji was so angry that she bared her teeth, and then rolled around, or rushed to hug Wang Xilou's ankle, insisting that Wang Xilou buy her small clothes, and continued to attack with volume.

"Go over a little bit, I'll drag this side first."

Ye Ji got up, walked gracefully to the side, and then started rolling again.

The warm light came in from the balcony, and Ye Ji took a rest when she was tired from rolling around, and rolled on the ground.

After Wang Xilou finished mopping the floor, she washed the mop and took it back to the balcony. She stood on the balcony for a while, and the morning breeze blew her face hard. There are few people on the street in this season, and there are still college students who are forced to brave the cold wind Back to school.

Sitting comfortably on the sofa, she looked like a little bear because she was wearing too thick clothes. Looking at the clean and tidy house, she also felt comfortable.

Ye Ji came to her feet, ready to continue rolling.

"Let's go and buy you some clothes."

The black cat looked up at her.

Sure enough, I still surrendered to my generation.

"I want to look good at that kind of little clothes."

"I don't know where there is a pet store nearby."

"I know!"

"By the way, buy a new quilt cover."

Wang Xilou put on his shoes, got up and went downstairs with his pockets in his pockets, followed closely by a black cat.

"I forgot to take the mask." Wang Xilou turned back again, took a mask and put it on.

After weighing the pros and cons, since Po Nu did not intend to create another identity, the identity of Wang Xilou was shared by the two of them, and it would be inconvenient for Po Nu to go out so blatantly as soon as Po Nu went out to avoid being seen by acquaintances.

The door of the incense shop was closed.

"It's so cold outside." Wang Xilou's clothes were so thick that they were broken.

Ye Ji walked in front, looking back at Wang Xilou from time to time, signaling her to follow quickly.

The people on the side of the road looked at such a spiritual kitten and were amazed.

One person and one cat have clear goals, one wants to buy small clothes for cats, and the other wants to buy quilt covers.

Then soon at the farmer's market, I suddenly discovered that today is a street market, which is much more lively than usual.

One person and one cat frequently stop in front of roadside stalls that recycle old banknotes, open mussels for pearls, sell plastic pots, and sell soymilk machines.

Those people can speak well. In the past, every time Wang Xilou bought vegetables, she couldn't help but stand aside and listen to them for a while, and she always listened carefully, examining these marketing methods with 800 years of wisdom.

There are also many people around the shed selling soybean milk machines, all of them are middle-aged aunts.

She folded her arms, waiting for something.

Finally, it's time for tasting.

The little zombie squeezed over, took a paper cup, and said loudly with a particularly thick skin: "I'll try to see if it's what you said."

How fresh, it seems that I really want to buy a soybean milk machine.

The middle-aged boss glanced at the girl who was wearing a mask, but she was still very young. People of this age were generally not their customers, but he still poured her a glass.

Wang Xilou took a cup, took off his mask, took a sip, and nodded.

Drink while walking.

"Quickly divide us up."

The black cat beside me meowed, its tail raised high.

In the past, there was the kind where people gave lectures on the top, and the bottom was full of lectures from aunts and uncles. After the lectures, two eggs or some gifts were given out.

Wang Xilou listens to every show, but it is a pity that he has not been there in the past few years.

She touched the pocket of the down jacket. There was not much money in it, and she felt that the wind was getting colder.

In autumn and winter, the sky darkens quickly, and the sky is monotonous. There will be no beautiful clouds, only endless wind and dark sky.

Let's make hot pot tonight, and Feng Wuli has already started cooking when he gets home.

It's cold, so I won't eat in the yard anymore.

As soon as I went upstairs, I closed the door, and the cold wind outside the house completely disappeared.

The lights in the room were warm and bright, and white smoke was rising from the pot in the living room. There was no wind in the house, and the white smoke was rising straight up. The TV was on, but no one was watching it.

Ponu came over to help him take off his schoolbag: "It's so cold outside, you must be very cold after riding your bike all the way back, look at your hands... Hey, why are your hands so hot."

Po Nu frowned, she couldn't use the words she had thought up, and wanted to cover his hands and warm his hands.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

Feng Wuli squeezed Po Nu's little hand, rubbed it, and found that it was still cold, so he grabbed her hand and stretched it to his mouth, and let out a breath.

Then he grabbed her hands and rubbed them together, covered her to keep her warm, and asked with a smile, "Is it warmer?"

Po Nu kept staring at him blankly.

"Do you feel warmer?" He asked again.

"Ah? Yes, it's warm, it's warm."

Po Nu didn't dare to look into his eyes, blushing slightly.

"Why is your face so red?"

Po slave turned his head away.

Don't pass by, then looked back, gritted his teeth, stood on tiptoe, closed his eyes and kissed Feng Wuli, and turned into a black shadow and returned to his feet.

Feng Wuli found out that Po Nu also inherited Wang Xilou's high attack and low defense.

Are you shy?
Wang Xilou helped him today, and she is still in Makabaka.

"Two over there, come over for dinner!" Wang Xilou, who had divided the dishes in the living room, shouted, seeing that Po Nu had disappeared, he asked suspiciously, "Where is she?"

"Back to the shadows."

"Forget it, don't worry about her, she's crazy all day long."

During the meal, the little zombie took off her clothes one by one, leaving only a black close-fitting sweater, which perfectly outlined her curves.

After dinner, she prepared to wear them back one by one.

After washing the dishes, Wanwan went back to her room to do her homework.

Feng Wuli sat on the sofa and turned his phone screen horizontally, while chatting with his classmates, while looking at her, the clothes she took off and put on the sofa piled up into a hill, and couldn't help but said: "You don't need to wear so many, do you?"

"Save some energy."

The little zombie sat cross-legged on the sofa, picked up a piece of clothing to put on his head, and wore cute plush socks on his feet.

"Want to go out for a walk?"

"It's freezing, the northwest wind is blowing, it's so cold everywhere, where can we go?"

When she said this, she had a bit of a girlish air, very light, maybe she didn't realize it herself, but there were indeed, and her words seemed reluctant, but in fact it was more like waiting for the wind to answer unreasonably. walk around.

She would never refuse any request from the little apprentice.

But the man said: "Yes."

He was just looking for something to say, and he didn't hear the level of the little zombie at all.

"..." Wang Xilou was a little helpless.

Why do I like this elm lump? Forget it, I raised it by myself, that's how it is.

After she got dressed, she became bloated again. Looking at Feng Wuli, who was concentrating on watching TV, she grabbed his arm and pressed him on the sofa with her weight.

"Master, has he become very heavy now? Hey, I can't get up."

She said with a condescending smile, wearing too many clothes, she looked very strong, with a down hood on her head, her hair hanging down from both sides, carrying the unique fragrance of little zombies.

When she smiled, Feng Wuli couldn't help laughing, how could this person be so naive at such an old age.

"Get up, I'm watching TV."

"Okay, is this your attitude when talking to Master?"

"Stop being childish."

"Okay, how dare you say Master is naive!"

The little zombie narrowed his eyes: "Today I want to revive Master Gang, so tell me that I know I was wrong, please forgive me!"

"What if I don't say it?"

"Don't tell me? If you don't tell me, Master will suppress you all night like this. Tell me quickly."

Suddenly, the little zombie felt that the people under him were exerting strength silently.

Obviously she has already suppressed the other party's strength, no matter how strong the little apprentice is, he will not be able to get up, but she still vaguely senses that it is difficult to suppress.

How did he become so powerful.

A trace of panic flashed in Wang Xilou's heart.

She is very shameless.

Don't get up!
She gritted her teeth.

But the human path underneath is slowly and steadily increasing.

The two of them on the sofa were originally like this: Wu
gradually became like this: from

In the end it turned into this:

It's just that the identities of the upper and lower two have changed.

Wang Xilou: "??"

How did she lie down.

what just happened?
Her wrists were grabbed and pressed on top of her head. The clothes were too thick, and the hood was stupid and big, which made her face small and cute. The little zombie looked at the person who easily subdued her in a daze.

Wang Xilou blinked.

Feng Wuli smiled condescendingly and said: "Quickly say that Master knows his mistake, please forgive Master."

Wang Xilou: "??"

(End of this chapter)