not a monster

Chapter 40
When the school bell rang in the afternoon, Feng Wurea packed his bags and left the classroom.

I've asked for leave twice, now it's alright, that crazy guy doesn't have to study at night before he gets caught.

It was still a little hot in the summer evening, so Feng Wuli went to pick up the bicycle, and the people who pushed the bicycle against the canteen flowed out of the school gate.

The sun was falling, the playground and the school road were dyed the color of old photos by the setting sun, the shadows of people and bicycles were continuously stretched, and some people hit the ground with basketballs and passed him; there was also a young couple in school uniforms said When he was approaching something interesting, he didn't say anything but looked at each other with a smile in his eyes; there were staff and children shouting something on the track; a football rolled towards him, and he heard a few words on the playground. Individuals call him handsome from a distance.

Presumably asking him to help kick the ball back.

He gave them an OK, put down the bike, parked the ball, and kicked.

This angle is almost parallel to the net.

The ball flew in an arc in the air.

Perfect Internet access!

There was silence for two seconds.

Two seconds later the whole world was cheering, probably for the goal, or for their worthless youth.

Feng Wuli felt that this sentence was written in the composition, and mother Su would definitely give a high score next time.

He is so confident every time.

When I went out to the school gate, I saw the little fox sitting on the head of the stone lion.

She was still wearing that straw hat, with her hands behind her body, her two short legs dangling, watching the students go in and out below, people were mediocre, but no one noticed her.

Feng looked around unreasonably until there was no one there.

"Why are you sitting there?"

"You asked me to wait for you outside."

"Forget it, come down."

"Oh."

She moved her buttocks and was just about to jump down. Seeing the unreasonable Feng who looked up at her, she stretched out her hand and pressed the small skirt before jumping down.

"I'm very disappointed not to see it. Seeing a stunner like me, you have to restrain yourself!"

"I see, it's a children's style, very cute."

"Are you a pervert?!"

"Anyway, you look more like..."

Feng Wuli was pushing the car, she followed the teenager, holding her big water bottle, Feng Wuli took one step and she had to take three steps.

"Come up."

"You want me to sit here?"

"You can run after me."

The little fox hurriedly sat on the side, with the big water bottle on his lap, his hands wrapped around Feng Wuli's waist, but the hands were too short to reach Feng Wuli's back even with his face on his back.

"Thank you so much." She said seriously.

Feng Wuli was a little surprised: "You are quite polite."

Not like some stupid cat.

The evening wind is very noisy.

A teenager rides a bicycle around the city.

talking from time to time;
as if talking to oneself;

Occasionally passers-by heard it, turned their heads and glanced, saw that he was wearing a headset, and stopped paying attention.

"If you talk to me like that, they'll think you're out of your mind."

"No, they'll think I'm on the phone."

"Call? Who's the phone?"

"...a tool for sound transmission over a thousand miles."

"A thousand miles of sound transmission! Is it a very high-level spirit-wrapped creation?!"

"No, it's just a very common thing that ordinary people can use."

"Ordinary people can also use the treasure that transmits sound from a thousand miles!"

"That's not a treasure, have you been in contact with humans for a long time? You should know the flat and wide roads on this street, those iron boxes that travel quickly, and houses as high as clouds, right? Humanity has developed very differently now than it used to be.”

In the evening, the street lights on this street suddenly came on, and the little fox was startled and hugged Feng Wuli in fear.

She stared blankly at the street lamps that were lit all over the street, and the fox's eyes shimmered.

"You hung up the Toad Palace all the way..."

"That's a street light."

"Where is this place?"

"This is the world."

"world……"

The little fox looked at the shadowy people on the street, and tightened his clothes with Feng Wuli's small hands, saying weakly, "Humans are as numerous as rubbish."

Unreasonable Feng couldn't help laughing.

Forgive her childish words.

When she passed by the tree the day before yesterday, she was refreshed and pointed to the tree in front: "There! There is the smell of monsters there!"

Feng unreasonably raised his head and looked at the tree.

A little boy with cicada wings on his back, standing barefoot on a tree.

He was a little taller than the day before yesterday.

If I was about five years old the day before yesterday, I would have looked like a first-year elementary school student today.

He just didn't look very smart, he was dumbfounded, standing on a branch, holding the trunk with one hand, watching the passing pedestrians.

"It's a Qi girl." Feng Wuli explained to the little fox.

"He, is he Qi's daughter?"

"Um"

Cui Bao, "Notes on Ancient and Modern.Scroll down.Interpretation of Questions and Answers": "Niu Heng asked: 'What is the name of the cicada's female Qi?' He replied: 'The queen of Qi died in anger, the corpse became a cicada, and the tree in the courtyard chirps and chirps. Wang regrets. also.""

Later, for this kind of cicada demon who died in Xiaqiu, everyone called it Qi Nu.

It is a very weak primary monster.

They broke out of the ground in late spring, chirped for a whole midsummer, and finally died in the autumn wind.

It will be reborn in the soil the next year.

It's just the memory of the previous year, but it will always stay in the midsummer of that year.

Summer reappears.

Feng Wuli had known this Qi woman for ten years.

It's very close to the old street, and I get to know each other again every summer, and I watch each other die every autumn.

Year after year.

The age of the monsters is not all longevity, and some are short-lived like Qi Nu.

"Look Mom! There's a cicada here!"

A woman was picking up her kindergarten daughter after school, and the noise of cicadas caught the little girl's attention.

"It's so loud!"

The little girl held her mother's hand, and the two of them raised their heads beside the tree.

After a while, my mother smiled gently and stroked the little girl's head: "Say hello to Mr. Chan."

"Hello, Mr. Cicada!"

The sun completely sank into the horizon, and the last light of the city was drawn away, as if the soul was weightless, the cicadas really paused for five seconds, then resounded through the sky, and then slowly returned to silence.

"Look, Mom, Mr. Chan greeted me!"

Mom was stunned, realizing it was just a coincidence, and pulled the little girl away with a smile.

The little girl's childish voice went away.

He said that he would come back to Mr. Chan tomorrow.

Mom smiled and agreed.

The little girl danced and said that she can't wait to see Mr. Cicada again.

Mom asked her what she wanted to eat tonight.

The little girl said that Marshal Tianpeng fried beans.

The little boy on the tree watched the two leave, and suddenly heard someone calling him from below.

"Do you have a name?"

He turned to look and found that it was the human being who could see himself from the day before yesterday.

And a little fox.

He shook his head.

"How about 'picking up'?"

"Okay." The crisp young voice responded.

Feng Wuli passed by on a bicycle under the tree, and the little fox kept his eyes on the little boy on the tree, watching him watch him and the two go away.

"Let's work hard to survive the summer this year."

(End of this chapter)