not a monster

It was already eleven o'clock after watching the movie. Wang Xilou had to go to the toilet. Girls had to queue up to go to the toilet. Feng Wuli was waiting outside.

After waiting for a while, I saw her come out.

"The drink just now didn't taste good, and there was too much ice."

"Then don't buy from him next time."

"Drink less drinks. It is said on the Internet that drinking too much milk tea is infertile!" She took out a tissue to wipe her hands, and threw it into the trash can next to her.

Feng Wuli looked down at her belly.

Noticing this sight, Wang Xilou's face rarely turned red, "Look, what are you looking at?!"

Feng Wuidean thought about it, imitated her lines in watching mother-in-law and daughter-in-law dramas, and said:
"It's been more than half a year, and you haven't made any movement." He learned it wonderfully: "This stomach is not up to snuff."

Wang Xilou almost suppressed his blush.

Feng Wuli watched happily.

But what made Wang Xilou ashamed was not this topic, but the embarrassing situation that she really couldn't have children. In their era, women who couldn't have children would be divorced. As soon as she said it, she was also a little anxious.

"Master, think of a way." She said with a gloomy face.

This actually made Feng Wuli feel embarrassed.

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't you want Master to give you a baby?" She looked serious.

"..." He felt that the zombie's brain was completely out of control: "I am only 19 years old now."

"At that time, we were at least 19 years old and were the fathers of two children."

"Don't take your ancient ways, and we will have two daughters in the future." He felt that he was only a college student now, and he was inexplicably embarrassed to talk about children or not with his master:

"Aren't Ling'er and Xiao Luo born in 26? There are still seven or eight years left."

"Oh, too!"

Wang Xilou sighed, looked at his stomach, and Feng Wuli glanced at her beside him, and said, "I feel like you are very disappointed."

"I just think it's so fun to have two babies. Master can take them to fly around in the sky. You can buy them small clothes, quilts, and a small bed, and then watch them call my mother. Master has one hand. Hugging one, showing off to everyone that it is my daughter... I have to wait seven or eight years."

Feng Wuli felt that she was suddenly overflowing with maternal love.

"I was a kid myself." He said he didn't want to think about parenthood too early.

"I went back and rebuilt Xie Jieshu's part!" she said.

"Huh? What reconstruction?"

"It's still sunny."

He was taken aback: "Aren't you over already?"

"It's over, but it's best to rebuild all the shadows. I didn't find one before, but now I found one, so let's continue."

Feng Wuli thought for a moment and said, "It means you can pass the test if you reach 60%, but the higher the score, the better."

"Ang, yes!"

"Will it do you any good to finish?"

"If you don't complete the cultivation, there will be one link missing from Master. If you are recognized by this rule, you will not be recognized by other true spirits. If other true spirits do not recognize it, you will definitely not choose Master to reincarnate. Even if you become pregnant by then, it will still be a stillbirth." She said.

"..." After all, it was still for the sake of being a mother.

Return to the flower shop at twelve o'clock.

I ate takeaway at noon, and ordered a pickled fish. The fish felt a little loose, but the price was quite cheap.

Wang Xilou approached Xie Jieshu and asked her to help him practice.

It's just different from when Ponu, Chifu and others returned to Wang Xilou's shadow. Xie Jieshu is now a little girl, not her shadow. If she wants to change back to the shadow, she needs Xie Jieshu to untie her spirit and return to her true face.

Again, she didn't want to.

Wang Xilou said to think about what else to do.

In the afternoon, Xie Jieshu said that she was going to go out to team building with the people from the department, and the workload in the afternoon was not much, so Feng Wuli gave her half a day off.

Of course, I still paid two hundred.

"By the way, it seems that the animation club is going to do group building tomorrow, or go to bw, do you want to sign up? You are responsible for the ticket fee." Recently, many clubs in the school are doing group building.

"Let's not go."

"Okay, then I won't go either."

In the afternoon, Feng Wuli was watching a movie with the shop manager Chifu, her butt was only half the size of his, she looked like she was squeezed in a corner, when suddenly a message popped up on WeChat.

"Someone is looking for you." Chi Fu turned to him and said
"I saw it." He sat up straight, leaned over and clicked on WeChat.

Director Yang: Unreasonable, are you free tomorrow?

Director Yang has seldom asked him to be on duty recently. At most, he was concerned about some suspected cases in the Hunan University area. If he was nearby, he would ask him if he was free.

Feng Wuli has now changed from a big boss to a big boss. He used to use spiritual power to suppress people, and he could fight even high-end rounds. Now, he positions himself at the level of mid-level monsters to high-level monsters, and he is still struggling to catch up with young players. A generation of those genius disciples.Secondly, Wang Xilou was too weak before, and she had offended many people in the past, the master and the apprentice needed the protection of a local company, but now...she has become awesome.

But Feng Wuli still respects Director Yang very much.

Feng Wuli: What is it, Director Yang?
Director Yang sent him some photos, in which there were several young people 'asleep'.

Then Director Yang told him that this was a vicious wounding incident. These young people were all hurt by the same perpetrator, but the wounder was obviously very vigilant and he has not been caught yet. I hope he can Help find it.

Feng Wuli: This... is hard for me to find too.
Feng Wuli: Otherwise, I will ask Wang Xilou to help.
Director Yang:?

Director Yang: Horrified/
Director Yang: Our financial resources may not support asking an immortal to help...

Feng Wuli couldn't say that Wang Xilou was cheap.

Director Yang: Don’t worry, we already have a clue. The above victims have one thing in common. They all participated in a recent large-scale comic exhibition. I heard that you are two-dimensional, so I want you to go for a walk tomorrow to see if you can find out anything. .

Feng Wuli: ...

Feng Wuli: Who told you that I am Two-dimensional?

Director Yang: Forget it if you don’t have time. The main reason is that the comic exhibition seems to be very close to your home. I’m just asking by the way.
Feng Wuli: Will the tickets be reimbursed?
Director Yang: report

The wind is irrational: yes
"What is Comic Exhibition?" A certain loli sitting next to him didn't know what it means to respect the privacy of others, so she typed back the message and watched the whole process.

"It's an activity where a group of people with niche interests gather together, dress up in their favorite characters, take photos, and communicate." He cut back to the movie just now.

"Oh."

In the evening, it started to rain again, and the air became cool. Junsha is a tourist city, and the number of tourists visiting Junsha has increased significantly in the past two days. The streets are crowded with people, even compared with the main road. The cultural street is also crop after crop.

Feng Wuli and Wang Xilou said: "Look, we are just like them when we go out to play, it's just crowded in other places. We go to their hometown to see people, and they come to our hometown to see people."

"Then why are we still traveling?" she asked while sitting behind the boss chair.

"Well, maybe I'm too busy." He actually didn't know, and asked, "There's a comic exhibition tomorrow, do you want to go with me?"

Wang Xilou asked, "Manzhan? Is that what you youngsters play to kill Pu Lei?" This little zombie is quite trendy.

"Uh, yes."

"Master doesn't have those masquerade costumes!" In her mind, there was everyone pretending to be ugly together, just like the Halloween in the West.

"It doesn't have to be a cosplay..." Feng Wuidean thought for a while, as if it would be very interesting for Master to wear a cosplay, so he changed the subject: "Don't worry, I'll take care of it for you." (End of this chapter)