not a monster

Feng Wuli took Po Nu to a toilet by the sea, washed the sea water on her body and the sand on her feet, wiped her with a towel, and asked You Huang to get a coat to put on.

She held on to the railing on one side, raised one foot and looked down at the little apprentice squatting down to wipe her with a towel, smiling silly.

Suddenly said: "By the way, I forgot to tell you something!"

"What's the matter?" Feng asked unreasonably.

"Just when I was about to go into the sea at the scenic spot, a man on the beach came to give me flowers!"

"The purpose must be impure." Feng Wuli would not be jealous, but just objectively evaluate.

"Right! I just took his flowers, and he asked me for money!"

"...All the scammers in the scenic area are like this."

Po Nu looked angry: "That's right! I didn't give it to him and kept pestering me. I rushed down to fish for seafood. He was so annoying and wanted to tease me, so I threw him down first. "

"..."

"Then I also jumped down, held up his collar and told him that I had no money to give, and showed him to see if there was any money for him at the bottom of the sea, and asked him if he would go. He was very grateful, but declined my invitation. Throw him back to the shore haha--" She thought it was really funny.

It's just that after laughing, he looked at Feng Wuli with a guilty conscience: "Did I do something wrong, will nothing happen?"

Feng Wuli's face hurts: "How did you not treat that person?"

"It's okay, I just choked on a few mouthfuls of water."

"Then it'll be fine."

"I won't trouble you, will I?"

"will not."

"hey-hey."

She felt that her hair was almost dry, so she walked back side by side with Feng Wuli, the two of them left a line of watermarks on the road, met a flower seller on the road, Feng Wuli bought her a rose.

But she was so happy that she hugged his neck and gave him a poke on his face, put the flower in front of her nose and smelled it all the way, like a little girl.

No, it's the little girl.

After dinner, I went to a well-known local fishing village in the evening. It used to be a fishing village, but now it has become a scenic spot.

There were all kinds of performances, the country-style crappy magic, the uncle sprayed the audience with smoke and spittle, the magic was also crappy, and there were many mistakes, but it was full of fun.

After the magic, there was singing. An older sister with arms wider than Feng Wuli was wearing a fancy dress, but she had a really good voice. She sang two songs "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky", and "Later", the audience all sang along with the chorus, too. After being catchy, Feng Wuli sang along with her twice.

Now on the stage, there is a slightly hot-eyed miniskirt, [-]cm stiletto heels, black leather jacket, and fishnet stockings. Under the background of heavy metal music and flashing lights, she performs some dances that are not suitable for the stage.

Feng Wuli watched it with gusto, just for fun.

"Does it look good?" The Master next to him asked with a smile.

He calmly said, "It's not very pretty, but the clothes are nice. I'll go over later and ask where I bought them. I'll buy you a set."

Wang Xilou glanced at the stage and spat at him: "Death."

"Where did Ponu and the others go? They are running around."

"Take Wanwan Chifu to eat."

"When?"

"When you first went to the bathroom, Wanwan wasn't used to the noise here, so she asked Chifu to take her to the snack street just now. Ponu was worried about the two little girls and followed them."

"Is that so~" He suddenly realized.

Wang Xilou couldn't bear it anymore, rolled his eyes at him, and asked: "Master, can I hold your hand, young master?"

He pretended to be surprised: "You're only talking about such a big thing now?"

"Install, continue to install!"

Feng Wuli smiled and went to grab her hand, and took it naturally, it seemed that she hadn't held it for several days, she was always a little embarrassed in front of Po Nu and Chifu, and always came secretly.

After the hug, the weird atmosphere between the two disappeared just now, and Wang Xilou's speech became coquettish, and the scene was very noisy, she wanted to come close to his ear and talk while biting her ear.

"By the way, what happened to you and Po Nu?"

"What is that what?"

"Don't pretend."

"……No."

Wang Xilou was a little skeptical: "So pure?"

Feng Wuli was asked so bluntly, and his tone was rather awkward: "Don't look at her as bold, but she is actually much thinner than you." It is typical of Wang Xilou's eloquence and high attack and low imitation.

Master Master was even more surprised: "You don't know how to kiss, have you ever kissed?"

"..." Why did the topic become so strange, Feng Wuli was a little embarrassed: "Maybe the two will have a good time when the atmosphere comes."

"Oh? Tell Master quickly!"

Feng Wuli was a little helpless, and said that every time Po Nu boldly launched an attack, but whenever there was an irritation, he would run back into the shadow with red cheeks.

Wang Xilou laughed, thinking about how he would laugh at Po Nu when he went back tonight.

It just so happens that there seems to be a big show today, drums are raised, flags are raised, and the middle of winter is choking—a dozen big men in strangely colored clothes, walking squarely, with angry eyes, with white and green makeup on their faces, matching The fierce expression on the face can scare away evil spirits. For modern people, this primitive mystery is frightening, but it is also novel and fun.

The Hokkien spoken is incomprehensible to tourists, the scene is too noisy, but the atmosphere is really good.

Feng Wuli took Master's hand and followed the crowd.

"This is a succubus show, and you can invite the gods." Wang Xilou also saw it for the first time, and stepped forward to watch it.

"Really? What god are you asking?" Feng Wuli didn't quite understand these things.

"It's not that easy. Now it's just an ordinary show. There are too many monsters here. In the past, it was a kind of intimidating sacrifice method. It used to be a temple fair, but now it has evolved into a show."

To say that the famous ones are the officials and generals on Baodao, it was a big show.

As soon as she finished speaking, the general who was marching along the established route suddenly turned his head and took a look. The first time was very fast, and then he looked back uncertainly.

Only this time, looking back slowly.

The makeup on his face was majestic and white, with a domineering ghostly face painted on it. When he turned around for the second time, he turned around slowly. When he was interviewing for the makeup makeup, he became more and more dynamic, and his eyes turned into vertical pupils with little difference.

The actor beside him also wrinkled his mouth and nose.

All wandering gods turned their directions, wandering and wandering at the steps stipulated in the play.

In front is the boy who guides the way, and behind him is the black and white company of Yin and Yang.

At first, Feng Wuli thought that he wanted to harm Wang Xilou, so he protected him behind his back, but it was the boy who led the way, bringing two officials and generals, the company, to a black cat.

The other tourists were all puzzled, this group of actors wandered around here for some reason, surrounded by Yimao.

The black cat raised its head and meowed twice.

What Ye Ji said was: "It's you."

Tourists saw that the vicious actors didn't speak, they just beat the drums, the gongs, and walked at the same pace.

From time to time, the cat will meow twice.

They didn't respond, and Feng Wuli didn't go there, watching his cat greet her old friend.

In his eyes, it was not a weird actor with a solemn and fierce face and exaggerated makeup, walking around a cat with strange steps.

Instead, seven or eight amiable or laughing ghosts, sitting or standing, surrounded Ye Ji.

Ye Ji said what happened to her later, and she encountered many things. Now she can climb to the tree to pick fruits and eat them, she can sleep by herself, and go out to play by herself.

The elder just laughed and shook his head, pointed at it, and kept repeating: "You kitten, you kitten—"

What the tourists were confused about was offline. A few vicious actors walked out of the circle and went back far away. They themselves wondered what they were doing just now, as if they suddenly lost their minds.

Only Ye Ji ran back to Feng Wuli's feet without making any noise.