not a monster

A girl looked at the decorated flower house across the road for about ten minutes, looking like she had seen a ghost.

She took out her mobile phone and looked at it. It was already 11:30, and her stomach was a little hungry, but the mobile phone kept showing that she was out of service area, and it had been like this since this morning.

There were both familiar and unfamiliar scenes nearby. She looked around, then looked down at her side again.

……

It rained at noon, and the temperature dropped a little. When the rain stopped, he put the stand out again, because he was in the store all morning, and told the foreman at lunch that he would invite a few masters to have a meal together.

The foreman didn't shirk, wiped off his sweat and nodded, and said to the chefs, "Don't order takeaway, the boss invites everyone to dinner."

The masters were dirty, and the tens of years old smiled a little shyly.

The sky in the city was rainy and cleared, and the water on the road reflected office buildings, electric wires, and treetops. The wind irrationally walked along the roadside in front, followed by a few migrant workers.

"The boss opened the shop himself. I thought it belonged to the elders in your family." The foreman is also familiar with him.

"I opened it with my girlfriend. She used to have a incense and candle shop in the west of the city, but now it's demolished."

"Are you a college student?"

"You'll be a freshman next month."

"You are so young and promising." He admired, and then mentioned that his boy is a sophomore this year, and he still asks him for living expenses every month. You have already opened a shop.

"It's great to be in college."

Who doesn't like to hear boastful words, the foreman also laughed.

"Boss, what are you going to eat?" A master asked with a smile.

"I'm all hungry." The workers said loudly, smiling all over their faces.

Someone nearby saw a crowd of migrant workers like this, their voices were loud, and they stood a little further away intentionally or unintentionally, but it didn't matter how far they stood, the sun was scorching everyone equally.

Summer is long and hard.

The traffic lights on the side of the road changed, and the crowd converged and staggered at the zebra crossing. Feng Wuli saw a girl on the opposite side staring at him all the time. He noticed the sight. After he noticed the sight, he didn't care.

As a result, after glancing at it, I looked at it again.

One glance after another.

The foreman also saw Feng Wuli staring at a girl on the opposite side of the road, and felt that the boss seemed a little playful.

But your girlfriend, you can carry the air compressor with one hand.

He is worried about the unreasonable future of the wind.

The girl by the side of the road was wearing green sports shorts, showing a pair of white and slender legs in summer, wearing white sneakers of a brand that Feng Wuli could not recognize, and wearing a large sun protection jacket on the upper body, the chain of the jacket was pulled halfway, Inside is a gray sports vest.

He has short hair, wears a peaked cap, and puts it in his pocket. He doesn't mean to cross the road, but just keeps staring at him.

The other party seemed to be hesitating, and then made a lot of determination to come over and say hello to Feng Wuli: "Is this Mr. Feng Wuli?"

Her face was weird, with awkwardness, as if she was uncomfortable with the title of Mr. Feng Wuli, it looked like a question, but her tone was non-questioning, obviously she knew him.

He stopped. In fact, he was also very interested in this girl who suddenly appeared on the side of the road. Under the circumstances that all things are composed of spirits, each human spirit is unique, but it is also closely related to blood.

Therefore, in the eyes of some monsters, human beings with blood relationship all look very similar, and direct blood relatives are even the same person in their eyes.

Feng Wuli took a rough look and found that this girl actually had a 'taste' similar to him, maybe she was a relative of his?

"It's me, may I ask who you are?" he asked.

A few masters next to him were walking and found that the boss had fallen down, and looked back to chat with the girl on the side of the road.

She looked at the uncles next to her, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, mysteriously and unreasonably following the trend: "Do you believe... Do you believe in time and space travel?"

"..."

"That's right, that wormhole."

She explained with pictures and gestured, one hand was placed in the air, the index finger and thumb made a circle, and the index finger of the other hand passed through the circle:

"For example, a person was 20 years ago, and suddenly one day he passed through a wormhole, and then ran back to 20 years later!"

Feng Wuli felt that she had a heavy sense of déjà vu with her not-so-intelligent appearance.

"... so amazing?" Feng Wuli felt that he couldn't keep up with the girl's imagination, but he knew about time travel.

"Yes, it's amazing!"

"Are you trying to say that you traveled through the past?"

"No, I'm from the future." She looked serious.

Feng Wuli twitched the corner of his mouth: "What year?"

The conversation went on so naturally and miraculously. The masters next to them watched the two whispering, not knowing what they were talking about.

"Boss, we are waiting for you in the shade in front of us."

Feng waved his hands unreasonably and said yes, indicating that he would go there immediately.

"2042, today is summer vacation. I ran downstairs in the community this morning. I planned to buy breakfast and help the store after running. Then I passed the corner of the T2 building. Sweat fell into my eyes, so I rubbed it, and then rubbed it. After that, I continued to run, and then I felt something was wrong when I left the community, and then something was wrong all the way, and then my mother was not in the store, and I saw that the store was being renovated!"

She was in a bit of a hurry, but she was still very organized, speaking a little fast, and Feng Wuli probably understood her.

Now his mind is full of two words - evil door!
"what's your name?"

"Feng Linger."

"What a coincidence, my surname is also Feng."

"What should I do, Dad?!" She was so anxious that she was sweating and grabbed Feng Wuli's arm.

Who is your father now?Who am I? I just graduated from high school, how can I have such a big daughter! ?

What are you doing chattering on the street? !

"You, let go first."

The foreman over there glanced over and saw two people on the sidewalk moving their hands and feet, as if they were 'scrambling' together, and they couldn't hear what the two were saying even though they were far away, so they felt worried.

This young man is good at everything, but there are many girls around him, so this is not okay.

The foreman looked worried.

Your girlfriend can hold an air compressor with one hand.

After a while, they saw Feng Wuli coming this way, followed by the beautiful girl, but the girl was frowning, and the boss's expression became very strange.

"Let's go eat first. Everyone is hungry. There is a private kitchen in front. I ate it once. It tastes very good."

"We are big bosses, we can eat whatever we want, haha."

Feng Wuli smiled: "I've already ordered a table of dishes, it should be about the same when I walk over now."

"It's a waste of money."

"This is my relative's child."

"Oh!" After hearing this, several people looked back and forth between Feng Ling'er and Feng Wuli: "Speaking of it, it's no wonder they look so similar!"

Feng Wuli felt that his mind was in a mess, and he had a numb expression on his face: "Is it that similar?"

"Like, so much alike! Especially the eyes!"

Feng Ling'er was a little shy, standing behind Feng Wuli, when she heard her father's friends discussing herself, she responded with a shy yet polite smile.

As soon as we entered the restaurant, the hot air was blown away, and the cold air from the air conditioner hit our body very comfortably.

Feng Wuli reported his mobile phone number and name, and led the masters into a private room, followed closely by a little tail.

His attitude towards life has always been like this.

That's it, let's eat first.

He asked this girl who claimed to be his daughter, she was a born practitioner, and she was born with spiritual entanglement, but it was a weakened version, and it was the first time that this happened.

"Spiritual entanglement...it's very complicated, especially for Zhao Zai Yong Kalpa, it might be a convulsion."

"Uh-huh!"

"Go back later and find... find your mother to see what's going on."

"it is good!"

"How old are you?"

"Sixteen."

"Is your mother Wang Xilou?"

"Yes!"

Suddenly such a big girl came out, and it seemed that this was really the case, Feng Wuli felt a little dizzy: "I don't know if you are dreaming or I am dreaming."

When she laughed, she looked exactly like Wang Xilou: "It's rare to see Dad having such a headache."

"How do you say? What do you think of me?"

Feng Wuli has no sense of substitution, rather than chatting with his own daughter, he always feels like a sister next door in his heart.

Feng Ling'er said: "Lazy and cunning, and often cheated me of pocket money."

"..."

This girl is very well-behaved, and her hands and feet are diligent. She helps to boil water and make tea as soon as she sits down, and also helps to wash the dishes. She is very similar to Wang Xilou, a hard-working woman who can't sit still.

Feng Wuli still had a toothache on his face.

The dishes were served one by one, and he had to greet the decoration masters from time to time, Feng Ling'er sat quietly beside him, and Feng Wuli would pour tea for him when the cup was out of tea.

It was after one o'clock after a meal that everyone got up and went back.

Feng Wuli also bid farewell to the foremen, and took the cheap girl back.

He still finds it incredible.

Looking back at the naive girl, she saw that Feng looked back at her unreasonably, and then smiled stupidly at him, it was simply a copy of Wang Xilou.

"Dad, you are young and handsome."

"..."

"But why are you so weak now, I feel like I can't beat you."

"..."

"Dad, do you want milk tea?"

As a quasi-college student, suddenly a female high school student jumped out and followed her behind, calling you "Dad" one after another, Feng Wuli spit out the old trough in his heart somehow.

Moreover, the Junsha accent she speaks is exactly the same as Wang Xilou's, and the Xiang girl's atmosphere gives people the feeling of being brought up by a rural grandma.

Po Nu was fighting a wolf in front of the TV when he heard the door open.

"Oh! Back? So early today?"

As she spoke, she turned her head and took a look, and saw that behind Feng Wuli there was a juicy little girl holding a cup of milk tea in her hand.

Po Nu blinked, raised his brows and said: "I'm going to talk about you now, even if Wang Xilou and I are very accommodating to you, we can't bring the girl back so blatantly, usually I can be indifferent to no one. I know, let’s forget it this time, don’t be caught by me next time.”

This person was full of coquettish words, Feng Wuli's face turned dark.

He felt that he could not suffer from the toothache alone.

"Go, meet a mother."

Feng Ling'er, a po slave's mother, yelled very naturally, and directly called po slave into a circle. Seeing her reaction, Feng Wuli suddenly felt comfortable.

Unlike Feng Wuli and the others, in Feng Ling'er's perception, they are her parents...and her mother's split body.

So there won't be any awkward feeling when calling someone.

It's just that it will feel very novel.

Dad looks young, the family looked like 20 years ago, and this house is not what she and her sister were before.

There are no awards posted on the wall, no fish tank on the balcony, no marks on the height of her and her sister in the corners, no shoes of her and her sister in the shoe cabinet, and there is no rosewood coffee table of father now. There is no mother's dirty embroidery hanging picture on the wall.

There are also things that are still there after more than 20 years. Whenever she sees the appearance of these things that are so old that their functions have been lost or their functions are unknown, and they have been reduced to decorations, but now they are very new, she will be surprised.

It turns out that this router can really play games.

The room they sleep in is still a utility room, and there are no beds.

She looked at all this strangely, feeling strange and familiar at the same time.

After the initial shock, Po Nu was now holding her daughter in her arms, and then called Wang Xilou, who had gone out to repair the battery car, to come back quickly.

When Wang Xilou came back, she was surprised, but she accepted it much more easily than Feng Wuli: "Are you Linger or Xiaoluo?"

"Ling'er."

Feng Wuli frowned: "You know?"

"Know a little." She nodded in acknowledgment.

"How did you know?"

Wang Xilou rolled his eyes at him: "Master is also a fairy no matter what."

"Why didn't I know you still had this ability?"

She smiled and shook her head. Every time she looked like this, Feng Wuli knew that she was going to pretend again, and sure enough, she saw her face enigmatic and said: "A fairy in the true sense should have the ability of omniscience and omnipotence. What do you think? Master can only use brute force? After becoming a fairy, Master has many things called "premonitions". It is impossible to see through the future and see through the past, but where is the fate of oneself, where does it extend to, and where does it come from? Know a thing or two."

It sounds like a tall man, like a saint in Fengshen, but a saint will not end easily, and a fairy in reality can't get out even if he perceives something, and he is already in a catastrophe.

Immortals are far less simple than he imagined.

Wang Xilou waved his hand, "Come here and let me have a look."

Feng Ling'er walked over with a cute face.

"Why are you here?"

"I don't know, I ran in the morning this morning, and I don't know how to get here." She was a little uneasy: "Mom, will I not be able to go back?"

Wang Xilou had been very calm just now, but her mother's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. As a fairy, she used a layer of cloth to wrap all the important things that had been with her before she became a fairy. One penny less will not increase one penny.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that there was something more inside.

It was rare for her to think seriously and come up with the answer: "Someone sent you here."

"Ah? Who?"

"do not know."

"You don't know either?"

Wang Xilou had a strange expression on his face: "Why do I have to know?"

"Then, how do I go back?"

"I'll be back in a few days. You have...your father's aura on you. Will he be very powerful in the future?"

"Excellent, he is—"

Can't say it, it's busy.

Feng Ling'er said it again: "—"

"Needless to say, the rules don't allow you to say it."

"Oh."

"Your father will take you back. You can live here for the next two days."

"Will he come?"

Wang Xilou thought for a while, and naturally she knew much more about these matters of practice than Feng Wuli: "If you can't make it through, even the ancient gods don't have the ability to travel through time and space at will. Every time you travel through time and space, it's not because you have the ability. The ability to travel, but because of the result of your return to the past, there is the beginning of your future morning run that ends in the past."

"Oh~" She suddenly realized that the ability to travel through time and space is probably a key, but without the keyhole of the drawer, the key is meaningless.

As for how the keyholes and drawers came from, it feels like something on another level.

Feng Wuli wasn't used to this kind of thinking Wang Xilou, and they seemed to understand, he turned his head to look at Po Nu, seeing that Po Nu was still confused, he nodded with a deep expression.

Pretend to understand it yourself.

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Update on time, still [-] words, it doesn't matter if you can praise me as much as you can.

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