not a monster

Chapter 360
I moved, but not completely. For now, I just have two places to live within tens of kilometers of this city.

There may be one less in two years, and then this will be the only place they live.

In fact, it’s okay in the room, and Wang Xilou doesn’t feel too much, but when you walk to the balcony or the window, you can see the dim lights spreading endlessly in all directions, the traffic on the road is like a rush of fire, and the viaduct in the distance is speeding The driving forms a light path, linking the entire spider web-like city vein.

This is a modern city, and the old streets and areas in the urban-rural fringe are completely incomparable. Like traveling, it’s just an experience. I don’t know if I can get used to it when I think about it.

Urban planning still drove away the zombies of the old era.

The moon is so full tonight.

She looked up, not knowing what she was thinking, there was no shelter on the balcony, and the moonlight fell directly on her slightly lonely face.

When Feng Wuli came to the balcony to look for her, he couldn't find her.

Turning around, he asked the slave in the living room watching the big TV: "Where's Wang Xilou?"

"On the balcony just now."

"Not here."

"out?"

Po Nu is not sure, holding a pack of original Lay's potato chips, sitting cross-legged on the sofa: "I haven't seen her go out yet, hey, stupid cat, have you noticed her going out?"

Ye Ji was stuffed into the trash can that hadn't started to be loaded yet, and when she heard someone calling her, she pushed the lid of the trash can a little with her head, revealing a pair of sapphire cat's eyes.

With her black hair, it looks like a trash can has eyes.

"Not here."

Obviously she didn't find out where Wang Xilou was either.

"It's so strange..." Feng Wuli was puzzled, and with a whoosh, a gust of evil wind was blown outside the window.

The whole building was blown by a strong wind, and those who didn't close the windows would suffer old crimes. The wind still on the balcony was unreasonable to cover his face with his hands, otherwise the evil wind would hurt his face.

When the wind stopped, there was already a Wang Xilou standing beside him.

It should have been the strong wind blowing from her flying back just now.

"Looking for me?" She heard someone discussing herself from a long distance away.

"...Where have you been?" Feng Wuli remained expressionless.

"Back to the old street."

"Why are you going back?"

"Here." She lifted the precious erhu in her hand.

"What are you doing with this when you go back?" It was impossible for Feng Wuli to figure out what this zombie's head was thinking all day long.

She sighed softly: "The moon is bright and bright, I suddenly want to play a song for my teacher."

"Disturbing the people, I suggest you don't play this in the house, and want to find a place where there are no people."

Wang Xilou looked as if he had eaten a fly, and was depressed to death.

Feng teased her unreasonably: "Aren't you flying fast, you can fly to the deep mountains and old forests in one whiff, it doesn't matter how loud you make it."

"Master, go play on the moon."

"That won't work. There's no air there, so there's no sound."

"Why are you so annoying?!"

"..." This could also be my fault, he was speechless: "I'll help you get the air up to the moon."

Wang Xilou suddenly said: "By the way, I just saw Chifu is still at home, did any of you tell her that we are here?"

Several people looked at each other and shook their heads.

Suddenly, a group of people felt a little bit uneasy.

"She was so hungry that her eyes were dizzy. Just as she was about to meet her next time, I told her that we are coming to a new house."

Feng Wuli was silent for a while: "Then why didn't you bring her here by the way?"

Wang Xilou was also silent.

"Ask and ask! So many questions! One hundred thousand why? You!"

But obviously she couldn't fly out with a whiff, and then take the person over. Wang Xilou recalled, saying that she had sworn back then that she could not use this prehistoric power casually.

She has been watching "A Thousand Bone Flowers" recently.

Feng Wuli frowned: "When did you swear?"

Wang Xilou ignored him.

But it really can't be used casually, she is too powerful, the stage is broken, and it can't support a heavyweight like her to toss casually.

She said, "Why did you just find Master?"

"I seem to have bought cantaloupe this afternoon..."

"Forget about being lazy." Wang Xilou pointed at his forehead with a finger and pushed, then angrily went to the refrigerator to fetch cantaloupe.

Feng Wuli returned to the living room, glanced at the trash can, Ye Ji showed a pair of cat eyes through the gap in the lid: "Don't go into the trash can."

"It was the slave who invited us here."

Feng Wuli glanced at the sand-sculpted beauty on the sofa with her head hanging down to the ground and a pair of snow-white thighs standing on the wall.

Looking at the cat in the trash can again: "Aren't you going to come out?"

"This trash can is so powerful. Look, you can open and close the door." Ye Ji's tail stretched out from the gap in the top cover. As soon as the tail was pressed on the pedal, the lid of the trash can opened.

As soon as the tail loosened, the cover closed, and then it patted on her little head, with a groan, and then she looked up at Feng Wuli through the gap again.

"What's the big deal, come out quickly, I want to put on a garbage bag."

"I want this one." Ye Ji raised her head and looked at him brightly and said.

When allocating the rooms today, they all said that, whoever wants this room wants that one, but she doesn't have it.

She kept following her feet and asked where she lived, but no one paid any attention to her.

"..." Feng Wuli didn't know what to say: "No, this is pretending to be garbage. Could it be that you are a little garbage?"

"My generation is Ye Ji."

"No chicken or duck." He stepped on the pedal, opened the cover, pulled the cat out by the back of the neck, and threw it away.

Ye Ji pounced on him in the next second, hugging his ankle, like a tiger preying on him.

Feng Wuli didn't mind the addition of an extra pendant, and went to fetch the garbage bag to put it on, taking the cat on his feet a certain distance with every step he took.

Yoruhime let go of his ankle.

Standing up from the ground in the next second, he hugged Feng Wuli's legs again to prevent him from leaving: "Don't put plastic bags in my house!"

Feng Wuli looked at Ye Ji, who was as tall as a goddess, holding his leg in a pitiful state, feeling very helpless.

"That's the trash can."

"Nonsense! That's my house!"

"Let go!"

After Feng Wuli was hugged by her legs, it was really difficult to drag her around. Whose cat would turn into a shockingly beautiful black long straight girl, and then clamored to live in the trash can, it was really speechless.

"Then where will I sleep tonight?"

She stubbornly looked up at him, the Goddess's swollen look was so amazing that Feng Wuli didn't dare to keep looking at him, thinking in her heart that this fucking cat is just a stupid cat.

"Didn't I leave a cardboard box when I bought a rice cooker today..."

Ye Ji's eyes lit up.

Feng smiled unreasonably, and patted his pretty face, which was younger than Wang Xilou's: "Go to Wang Xilou to ask for it, she put it away."

Ye Ji let go of his legs and got up to look for Wang Xilou.

After a while, he came over with a plate of cantaloupe.

She will bring it to anyone who wants to eat.

Only the uncle-like po slave looked at her sideways, she didn't say she wanted it, because she could already guess that the goblin was waiting for her to ask for it, and then sternly rejected herself.

She doesn't have to eat that cantaloupe.

But she will not be provoked by a silly cat.

Po slave approached quietly.

Ye Ji darkened and backed away.

Wang Xilou frowned: "If the melon is dropped on the ground, both of you will sleep on the balcony tonight."

(End of this chapter)