not a monster

Apart from Feng Wuli's mother and son, the woman's relatives also include her little cousin who works in southern Shonan, and her second uncle's family who live in Junsha.

Feng Wuli was called over.

The eldest cousin gave him the baby in his arms.

"So light." He couldn't help but said.

As a result, the little nephew burst into tears as soon as he was in his arms.

"Why are you crying?"

The people around were laughing, Feng Wuli bit the bullet and wanted to coax him, but this was completely a blind spot of his knowledge, he looked at Wang Xilou in embarrassment.

"Clumsy, hold your neck here with this hand." Master Master grabbed his hand and taught him how to hold it.

"Hold it here with the other hand, why are your hands so stiff?"

Feng Wuli looked at the group of people standing next to him. Most of them were strangers. He looked at them with a smile, and whispered in Wang Xilou's ear, "Don't be so loud, you scared the child."

"It's said that the way you hug is wrong!" Wang Xilou didn't give him any face.

The child was still crying, Feng Wuli was very embarrassed, and looked back at the woman next to him.

The cousin on the side smiled softly and took it back. She even explained for Feng Wuli: "It should be hungry, wait a while to make milk powder."

Once in her hands, the child really stopped crying.

Doesn't seem to be hungry.

Wind unreasonably relieved.

He guessed that he had Youhuang on his body, a child full of spirituality, and he was afraid when he got close.

Blame Wang Xilou.

He turned his head and saw the little zombie next to him, with his pockets in his pocket, watching his cousin holding the child.

"What are you looking at all the time?"

"Just take a look." Wang Xilou was quite impatient: "Why do you care so much about Master?"

"Do you know what your eyes look like now?"

"like what?"

"It's like going to the mall with you. You see those expensive fruits and you are reluctant to buy them. Then you pick out those special fruits and see that the fruits you were reluctant to buy just now are bought. You suddenly want them even more, but Just watching from afar."

Wang Xilou was taken aback for a while.

Are you that obvious?

She scratched her head.

In fact, she is not envious of her cousin, nor does she have a strong desire to have offspring. Women are naturally good at divergent thinking. She just wonders if she and her precious apprentice really have a baby, will she look very similar to him? He was as good as he was when he was a child, wasn't he cute when he ran over tremblingly and called his mother?

It's just that she naturally couldn't say it.

Otherwise, he has to be proud of him.

After dinner in the evening, the master and apprentice rode a battery car back home.

Sitting in the back of the car, Wang Xilou hugged him around the waist. When she looked up and saw the beautiful Milky Way, she suddenly wondered whether there would be other beings in places infinitely far away from the earth.

The little zombie looked up at the Milky Way in a daze.

There is a bustling section of Jiangbin Road, which is more than a dozen miles away from the old street, on the edge of the urban area. You can see several tourist attractions in the distance and on the opposite bank, with bright lights and noisy people.

There was a strong wind a few days ago, and it was suddenly cold and steep in April.

Wang Xilou said to take a walk.

The wind stopped the car unreasonably.

"Have you ever been to the moon?" she asked suddenly.

Feng Wuli didn't know what foolishness she was doing, so he just said: "I've been there, there was a man cutting trees there, I stayed and helped him cut trees for two days and came back."

"Ha, Master has been there."

"..."

She was very proud and said that she had been flying towards the moon at that time, because there was no day and night change, so she didn't know how long she flew, and then she arrived on the moon.

Feng Wuli asked: "Really, what did you see on the moon?"

"There's nothing! It's just a bare ball, and it's full of bumps. It turns out that those who wrote poems kept talking about a ball floating in the sky every day!"

A young couple next to them probably heard some of their conversations. The man gave them a strange look. Seeing Wang Xilou's side face under the brim of his hat, he thought he saw Chang'e.

Then he glanced at the tall and mighty boyfriend next to him, and silently retracted his gaze.

Wang Xilou said that it was very quiet there, and there were countless light spots in the depths of Taixu. She wanted to visit those light spots, so she flew a long distance, but those light spots seemed never to be closer to her. Every minute, I don't know how long it took, she looked back.

That blue planet has become very small, so small that it will soon become a spot of light.

She was afraid that if she flew again, she would not be able to find her way home.

So I came back.

When I returned to the incense and candle shop, I asked someone what year it was.

When I asked, the Qing Dynasty was gone.

It turned out that I had been flying in the void for ten years.

She sighed.

Feng Wuli also sighed endlessly.

The two young lovers next to him had already left. They didn't know how much they heard, and even if they heard it, they thought they were talking nonsense.

"Do you still remember what Master told you about Huanyang?" She said suddenly, the topic changed suddenly.

The wind nodded unreasonably.

"Okay, Master has already thought about it, and we will start making preparations this week."

"So urgent?"

"As soon as Master succeeds, he will take your body immediately!"

Feng Wuli was speechless. This king of mouth is really uncomfortable if he doesn't say hi.

"Master discussed it with Lord Qingdi, and Lord Qingdi looked up a lot of ancient books for me, and also divination with that snake demon that has now floated to North America. Huanyang is actually not as simple as turning back into an ordinary person."

Feng unreasonably motioned her to continue.

"This feels more like a kind of practice. Essence and energy are things, six paths and four births, the virtual ones are immortals, Buddhas and ghosts, and the real ones are the moistening of fetal eggs. My return to the yang is to practice the virtual and return to the real. Master does not ask for it." I have come back from advanced training, but now the master's state is like the ten years spent in the void, there is no peace, so the master needs Huanyang to regain a foothold as a human being."

So, it's not that she turns from a zombie back to a mortal after returning to her yang, but a zombie who has acquired a mortal personality.

To put it bluntly, under the rules of the world, to obtain a human ID card, you don't have to worry about the sequelae of not having a shadow.

She giggled: "It just so happens that Master can't do anything else, but cultivation is still possible."

It's just okay, she is a zombie who can draw a tie with human immortals after just a few hundred years of practice.

In the online article, the proper protagonist template is still the kind of genius.

Feng Wuli asked: "Then what do you need to prepare now?"

"No need for the first stage."

"How many more stages are there?"

"Of course! There is no shortcut to cultivation. Do you think that you can reach the sky in one step by swallowing a pill?"

Feng Wuli nodded: "Do you want to eat grilled sausage?"

"The whole bunch."

"The boss has two skewers of grilled sausages, one is spicy and the other is not."

There are many food stalls along the road.

Feng Wuli took his master to the food stalls on the street, picking and buying a lot.

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ps: I can't write about knives, and returning Yang is more like a kind of cultivation. The water word is fun, and I can only write about fun.