not a monster

Chapter 267
The old lady's body was found.

Wang Xilou lost face again, although she had lost face not once or twice, she did not expect that the old lady would be able to retain so much resentment after becoming a zombie.

She was a little embarrassed.

Feng Wuli thought it was good that no one was hurt.

But it's not good to have a dead body blatantly passing through the market, so Feng Wuli hides in the shadow first, and puts it directly into the coffin when he returns to Gao's house.

Gao Dazhuang saw the coffin boards opened and closed, his mother came back!

Feng Wuli didn't care about the wonderful expressions on the faces of everyone in Gao's family. The company's cleaning staff will come to deal with the remaining problems. He just asked Wang Xilou in a low voice:

"Do you want to deal with this body, or what will happen when it is buried in the soil and turned into a zombie?"

"How can it be so easy to become a zombie? It requires a lot of conditions. You think that any dead person can be transformed."

"That third aunt Song said..."

"Ah."

Wang Xilou sneered: "Master lost his spiritual power and didn't notice it at first glance. Now I think that the little girl is clearly from the Xiangxi exorcism lineage. It may be that she is behind the old lady's resurrection."

Feng Wuli seldom comes into contact with the twists and turns of these Jianghu people, and he is really not as thoughtful as an old fritter like Wang Xilou. If he looks for Song Sangu at this time, he has long since disappeared.

This, on the contrary, confirmed Wang Xilou's idea even more.

"Then why is she like this..." He figured it out as soon as he asked.

Wang Xilou patted his forehead.

"Cheating money, the emergence of companies, these days are getting more and more difficult for these practitioners, it is not new to create business without business."

Feng nodded unreasonably.

Wang Xilou said that before there was a practitioner who controlled the cloud and there was a hailstorm, because he was a car repairer, and his business was not going well. She smiled slightly and giggled while talking.

Feng Wuli also found it funny.

Usually the company can send him, and he has always fought with monsters, but rarely has contact with practitioners.

The master and the apprentice didn't help much, but they had a meal in the evening, and the Gao family gave red envelopes. Wang Xilou thought that he had to help out after receiving the money after eating other people's meals, so he started his old business and went to give People recite the mantra of rebirth, and become a watcher all night.

She took out the Taoist robe that she hadn't put on for a long time from the Right Emperor, and tied it in a bun. The light of the candlelight and paper money was disturbed by the air current, and the flickering light and shadow of the candlelight appeared on the woman's pretty face. The appearance of Wang Xilou is another style.

The little Taoist nun saw her apprentice looking at her outside, and while no one was paying attention, she stretched out her delicate little hand from the wide Taoist robe, made a pistol gesture with her index finger and thumb, and biued him from a long distance away, then calmly said, Say something.

Cute and lovely.

She took care of everything: "I'll choose another feng shui treasure for your old lady to bury!"

The Gao family might now regard the two of them as gods, so they kept saying good-bye.

Feng Wuli felt very speechless: "It has rained and the mountain road is muddy. What are you going to do?"

She shook her head and walked back and forth beside him, only the new water boots with the bear pattern rattled non-stop, signaling to her that the new water boots were not afraid of getting dirty.

Seeing how proud this zombie is, if there were not so many people, she would have taken off her new water shoes and thrown them far away.

What a childish zombie.

The master and apprentice stayed at Gao's house for one night to charge the battery car. The next day, Wang Xilou followed the burial procession to choose a site for the Gao family.

Wang Xilou's method of choosing a suitable place for burial is also very mysterious.

She led the coffin-carrying team to the mountain, where she called to stop, then went to the ground by herself, got up and waved her hand to continue walking, repeated several times, and the last time she got up after lying down: "It's here, lie down." Stay at ease!"

Feng Wuli called Director Yang and made an oral report to explain the situation.

There were a lot of things after the Qingming Festival. Director Yang was very busy there, and there was something ghostly crying and howling all the time. He seemed to lead the team into a ghostly monster. Just report it and hang up.

Even ghosts and monsters have signals. I have to say that China Communications is strong!

After busy work in the morning, Wang Xilou snatched back the driving rights of Aijia, drove all the way back, and kept looking back, "Master replaced the battery with a new one last week, does it feel different!"

Her voice was distorted in the wind.

"The roads in the country are so narrow, don't drive so fast... wait a moment and drive into other people's crops."

"Heh, if you weren't so heavy, Master could drive up to fifty!"

"...Look at the road." He had a headache.

"Master will perform a show of closing your eyes for ten seconds."

Feng Wuli's temples bulged.

Wang Xilou is always a lot of moths, she is like a cat having fun, with unlimited energy, being tormented since she was a child, Feng Wurea is nothing but helpless.

But sitting in the back and hugging Wang Xilou's waist felt pretty good. He put his chin on the shoulder of the little zombie, as if holding her in his arms. Wang Xilou, who had been yelling just now, somehow He stopped talking and drove the car silently.

After a while, she said weakly: "...Be more disciplined."

There are crops and flower fields beside the cement road in the countryside, and a small piece of houses appear far away. Feng Wuli, who drives by, always wonders what kind of life the people living here live.

Seeing that there were canals on both sides of the fields, Wang Xilou stopped the car and said to go wash her new water shoes, which were covered with a lot of mud spots when she went up the mountain this morning.

The air here is very good, and there are flowers blooming on both sides of the cement road. Although it is rapeseed, it also has its butterflies.

I couldn't see clearly between the country roads at the front and back ends, and Feng Wuli stopped in the field of rapeseed flowers. When he noticed the reckless girl, he thought about it, it should be they stopped in the spring.

Wang Xilou took off her shoes, brushed her hair hanging in front of her face, and wiped the dirt on her new shoes earnestly.

Suddenly, a high-pitched siren sounded from the side of the road, resounding throughout the field, which made Wang Xilou tremble, and his shoes fell into the ditch and were about to float away.

Wang Xilou looked at Feng Wuli angrily, "Wait!" He hurried into the water to get her shoes.

And her precious apprentice has already taken a dozen photos of this scene.

When she lifted her shoes and walked onto the cement road with her bare feet, the man drove her car forward for more than ten meters.

"come here!"

"Do not……"

"Master will not beat you!"

"you swear……"

Holding the shoes, Wang Xilou walked forward silently, leaving a series of small wet footprints on the concrete floor.

Then the battery also drove forward slowly, keeping a distance, she moved forward and he moved forward, she stopped and he stopped, and they looked at each other from a distance, this man still looked innocent!
Suddenly she started to run.

She felt herself moving faster than the wind.

She began to gasp.

She leaned on her knees and gasped for breath.

The traitor said unhurriedly: "My car can drive fifty yards."

"..." She gasped enough, with a gloomy expression on her face: "I counted to three!"

Then Feng Wuli received a beating.

(End of this chapter)