not a monster

Chapter 185 Return to Yang
It started to rain again at noon. The rain in autumn and winter is not like the cloudy clouds in summer, but it is rainy continuously, and the drizzle is caught in the wind.

It's just that if you don't bring an umbrella, you will still get wet.

Wanwan went to collect the clothes, the weather is most suitable for taking a nap, Feng Wuli watched it in the living room, and projected it on the LCD screen in the living room, Ye Ji lay on his lap, with all four claws in his stomach, squinting his eyes to sleep .

The body temperature of a cat is higher than that of a human. Ye Ji pressed on his lap, and her belly was hot. She looks like a Norwegian forest cat, a long-haired cat, and looks very fierce, so she was always cold when she was in human form. The face, neck hair and tail hair are particularly flowing. It does not look like a domestic cat, but more like a hunter hiding in the forest.

Feng Wuli didn't forget that the masters from the two companies chased her for a long time but failed to catch up. Feng Wuli didn't believe that she really couldn't beat that fierce dog in the old street.

Every time I come back to look for him to act like a baby, this cat is very green tea.

Wanwan finished collecting her clothes and went back to her room to do her homework.

The little zombie rushed back in the rain, wet and greasy, took off her shoes in the shoe cabinet, and walked over wearing Feng Wuli's pair of black and white slippers with the Nike logo. Her feet were much smaller than Feng Wuli's, and the heels It's a long way off, like a child stealing an adult's shoes.

"What did you and your mother say today?" She leaned over nervously and asked.

Ye Ji was woken up, glanced at her, lay down and continued to sleep, and changed to a more comfortable position.

"Don't keep wearing my shoes."

"Don't change the subject."

"I didn't have anything to talk about, so I asked me how I was doing recently, and told me to go to her place to play when I was free."

"Didn't you guys talk about me?" She leaned over and asked.

Feng Wuli reached out and wiped the water droplets on her face: "Go and change clothes and wipe your face, it's wet."

Wang Xilou looked at him relentlessly.

"What are you talking about?"

Wang Xilou's expression was innocent, "Well, I'm such a big person, I live with you and take care of your daily life, and your mother didn't mention me?"

"She praised you for being beautiful, hardworking, and good at cooking. She is a good woman and suitable for taking home as a wife."

"Really?"

"fake."

Feng Wuli thought it was funny, obviously up until just now I had acted like I was already the big wife of this family, but in the end I still fell into the cliché, caring about this and that.

"I really haven't talked much about you with her. She doesn't dare to make irresponsible remarks about people and things around me, but it's true that she praised you for being beautiful and hardworking."

Wang Xilou's expression was a bit reconciled, maybe just now she had been fantasizing about her, the mother and son had been discussing her, feeling nervous and looking forward to it, but it turned out that she was thinking too much.

"I think you should think about it, how do you get that non-existent Daoist Wang?"

"..." Wang Xilou scratched his head.

How to find a king to come out, isn't that her own.

"It doesn't matter, the boat must be straight before the mountain."

Feng Wuli glanced at her, and was too lazy to complain about this uneducated little zombie.

She was drenched all over, so she went to take a hot shower, and when she came out, she was steaming, wearing thick and fleece winter pajamas, the fabric looked particularly soft.

She looked at her feet, they looked really petite when they stepped on his slippers, and she couldn't imagine him looking up at her and following behind her ass.

She came out with the changed clothes, and went to the balcony to throw them into the washing machine. There was a lot of fog outside, and she went back to the shower room to wash the underwear that the two of them had changed. After a while, she carried the bucket to the balcony to dry. Some worry that this day will be difficult to do.

Not long after, she began to tidy up the littered items on the ground.

As long as people live in the house, it will quickly become messy if left unattended.

After she left the living room, there was the sound of water in the shower room again, and then she was seen holding a mop and starting to mop the floor.

Feng Wuli looked at her voice walking back and forth in the living room, and he felt intuitively that she was always blocking him from watching TV.

"Aren't you tired?" Feng Wuli couldn't help asking.

"Huh?" She looked at him with a mop on her head, her black hair draped over her shoulders, and her face was blank.

"Busy and busy."

"What's so tiring?"

"..."

Feng Wuli was embarrassed to say that it made him look like a trash waiting to die, and then he asked another question that seemed trash:

"What's for dinner tonight?"

Wang Xilou thought for a while: "Let's eat cooked food. We went to the vegetable market late this morning, and there is nothing to eat. After five o'clock, master will go to the roast duck stall to buy half a white-cut chicken."

After she finished speaking, she still wanted to ask Feng Wuli for his opinion. If Feng Wuli had any opinions, he would just nod his head and make trouble.

Wang Xilou is simply a model of a good wife and mother. Looking at her busy figure, Feng Wuli would think that the other party is both a father and a mother to bring him up, and when he grows up, he will marry him as a wife. No bride price, frugal housekeeping, proficient in all housework, delicious cooking, looks like a fairy.

If you take a closer look, this is simply a sci-fi movie!

He saved the galaxy in his previous life, right?
Noticing the little apprentice's gaze, Wang Xilou looked at him suspiciously: "Watching your TV, why keep staring at Master?"

"Shall I give you a shoulder squeeze?"

Wang Xilou looked vigilant, wondering what this black-hearted apprentice was planning.

"Master has no money."

"...I didn't say I wanted to buy anything." Feng Wuli complained inwardly, and you don't necessarily have as much money as me right now.

"Then what are you doing?"

"Conscience is a little bit sorry."

"Rare."

The wind is unreasonably uncomfortable.

When Wang Xilou finished his work, he sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and Wang Xilou sat in front, with their chests pressed against their backs, and she also put her feet on the sofa, hugging her calves.

Although she didn't know what his plan was, she couldn't help but chew on the meat on her lips, and she was overjoyed to let the little apprentice pinch his shoulders.

"What cartoon is this?"

"It's not a cartoon, it's an anime movie."

"What anime movie?"

"The Shape of Voice, it tells the story of a group of young people who are related to campus bullying, redeem each other, and finally fall in love with each other."

"Campus bullying, isn't this you?"

"It's not my business?"

"I won't talk about kindergarten, have you ever fought with anyone in elementary and junior high school? How many times have you been to my school?"

"..."

Feng Wuli tried to intensify his strength, pinching her, and then realized that he couldn't break her defense.

The two watched together on the sofa. Wang Xilou didn't understand many things, so he asked the little apprentice, and Feng Wuli explained to her one by one.

I don't know if she understood after listening to the explanation, but anyway, she just said that she understood, and then asked if this person was a good person or a bad person.

"Is this woman a good person or a bad person."

"It's the first time I watched it too, how do I know."

"Then what do you think is a good guy or a bad guy now?"

"...Look for yourself."

"Say it."

"It's not a good person, nor a bad person. It has a bad personality, but it hasn't made serious mistakes. It's just that it keeps bullying the heroine, that dumb girl, so I don't like her. I don't like her either. Some people might like her."

He glanced at the balcony, it was foggy and drizzling outside, the temperature was estimated to be only six or seven degrees, and it was past three o'clock in the afternoon, but it was so cold that passers-by were shivering.

The sound insulation effect of Fog seems to be very good, and the outside is also very quiet.

The chin was resting on the little zombie's shoulder, and the nose carried the scent of shower gel. Wang Xilou's pajamas were not as soft as silk like the summer loose ones, but rather thick, so it felt like he had gained a lot of weight when he hugged him.

When he squinted, he could see the face of the little zombie who was concentrating on watching TV, his nose wrinkled cutely, and the only skin he could see when looking down was his feet on the edge of the sofa.

Feng pinched it unreasonably and found it a bit cold.

Wang Xilou retracted his feet unnaturally, feeling a little embarrassed to be caught by the little apprentice, but now this posture is equivalent to the whole person shrinking into his arms, and there is no way to retract them.

Then she was grabbed and played with her feet the whole time, and her feet could feel the temperature of his palm, it was hot.

The little zombie pursed his lips and watched the movie quietly without making a sound.

I don't know how long it took before she said: "I... I asked that old man Qingdi on WeChat last night."

Feng Wuli pinched her big toe to play, and was startled when he heard the words: "Really, I plan to ask him tomorrow."

"He can't help it."

"……so."

"That's not to say it's impossible."

"...can you stop panting when you speak?"

Wang Xilou chuckled, "What do you think?"

"Can't guess."

"you guess."

"..."

"??"

"I can't guess, tell me."

Wang Xilou squinted at him and said discouragedly, "Huanyang."

"What do you mean?"

"That is, the literal meaning is that instead of being a zombie, you can return to a mortal body."

When she said it like this, Feng Wuli understood, but how to operate it, would there be any after-effects, and if it was still positive, would her life span return to a mortal?

"I asked Emperor Qing, and he said no."

At first she felt a little embarrassed, but now she really likes the feeling of being hugged by the little apprentice from behind. On weekends, she nestled together to watch movies, and it was wet and rainy outside. She liked it very much.

"There are two reasons for Master's longevity. One is that the zombies keep their bodies from decomposing, and the other is that Master is a fairy. Although I am a fairy who has lost all cultivation, I still have the personality of a fairy. The characteristic of longevity has been imprinted on me. , I told you that longevity is a curse, how can it be so easy to get rid of this curse."

When it comes to immortals, she has a look on her face.

Feng Wuli thought it was amazing, his hands meaninglessly changed from holding her feet to holding her ankles, and he leaned forward, pressing on her back.

Wang Xilou beat his arm again and again, and said anxiously: "It's so heavy, you, master's waist is broken!"

"If you return to Yang, you still have a long life like a fairy, but your practice path based on zombies will collapse. At that time, you will turn back into a mortal with infinite life. A mortal means you have a little extraordinary power It's all gone."

"Master doesn't care. See what Master can do now."

"Now, if I return the Right Emperor to you, you can still become the No. 18 immortal."

Wang Xilou turned his head to look at him, Feng Wuli opened his mouth, unable to speak.

She wanted to block the way back, and she was determined to never get back the Right Emperor, and as long as she recovered her yang, she didn't have to worry about not having enough spiritual power to support her daily activities.

Feng Wu had dreamed about it for a long time, but he still said: "Although you have no cultivation base now, you will not be injured, sick, or weak. If you return to Yang, do you know what it means?"

"Cold, sick, weak."

Wang Xilou paused, and said: "Qingdi told me that after returning to the sun, I can live forever, but I don't have the power of other immortals, so I may die due to car accidents, illnesses, and other reasons other than old age. , but because of the curse of longevity, I may not enter the river of true spirits after death, but wait for the opportunity to gather spirits and rebirth."

"In that case, do you still decide to do this?"

"hey-hey."

Feng sighed unreasonably: "You have already decided, why are you asking me?"

"If the master is still positive, he will be an ordinary person with no abilities. Master has to consider how to support himself. I thought about it for a long time, and found that the zombie teeth can't be sold by then, so I will definitely starve. I will be so poor that I have no place to live, if I sleep under the flyover like a slave, I will suffer a lot!"

She patted Feng Wuli's arm, signaling to let her go.

After Feng Wuli let her get up, she stepped on her slippers and stood in front of Feng Wuli.

"So Master needs someone to prevent Master from starving or freezing, and to provide Master with a place to live. If Master is bullied, he must help Master to go back."

Wang Xilou pulled his face, Feng Wuli looked up at her, and heard her whisper: "Can you bear this curse of longevity with Master?"

Feng Wuli looked straight into her eyes, with a look of pleading in them, his heart trembled, but he quickly calmed down.

From this point of view, there seems to be nothing wrong, but Feng Wuli always thinks that Wang Xilou was originally a person who became an immortal, and she should have sat high on the clouds and overlooked all living beings below.

Rather than for him, willing to be a mortal who has nothing left but a long life.

She has given too much to herself.

Wang Xilou laughed, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Perhaps there will be menstruation."

Feng Wuli had a toothache: "...why do you always think about having a baby?"

Wang Xilou raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "This is very important. You see, we will live together, but Master has been unable to have children. Your relatives know that Master is a hen that can't lay eggs. How much is it?" It's a shame, in our era, there is no reason for Master to be dismissed."

When it came to these topics, Feng Wuli still couldn't bear it. It's really strange that this person thinks about having a baby all day long.

"It is very difficult for a long-lived person to give birth to offspring, don't even think about it."

"Then find Emperor Qing to find a way. Anyway, after returning to Yang, Master will be an ordinary person, no longer a zombie."

"That's your purpose, right?"

"hey-hey."

"You are the master, what do you want to discuss with me?"

"You are the head of the family, and you will be the head of the household in the account book from now on."

"Which one is older, the head of the household or the master?"

"Master, the future head of the household, Master is listening to you for the time being."

"Wang Xilou... let's return to the sun."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)