Ying Feifei felt like she was going crazy, there were too many things happening in one day today. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Inexplicably chased by the "black second generation", was mentioned by the head teacher in front of the whole class, and then was followed by a passer-by with a big waist and a round waist, and then grandma took him home, if these are nothing, then the passer-by face through her underwear, it is really unbearable.

Ying Feifei still remembers that night, as soon as her grandmother came back, she said that she was almost hit by a sports car and killed, and then was helped up by a kind man, but the man was very pitiful, he should have been robbed, his underwear was gone, and he could only run naked on the street, and he was willing to help her up in that situation, which showed that she was kind-hearted, so she gave him the new panties for her granddaughter.

At that time, Ying Feifei was crazy, she felt that her grandmother was too bad, even if she wanted to thank others, no matter how she said it, she shouldn't give away her granddaughter's underwear, right?

It took her a long time to calm herself down, reassuring herself that she didn't know that person anyway, and would never see him, as if her panties had been blown away by the wind.

But now not only did she see that person, but they also came to her house!

"Da Da!" In the small theater of Ying Feifei's brain, she was shooting Zhang Wei frantically with a Green machine gun, this man was so hateful.

With the "small theater in the brain", she also "violently beaten" a big grizzly doll on her bed, imagining it as Zhang Wei, desperately venting her inner shame and anger.

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In the kitchen, Zhang Wei had already fried two home-cooked dishes and was quickly cutting a piece of potato, when suddenly, on the tile wall in front of his desk, the air twisted, and it seemed that a crack had opened, and a long spear with a pitch-black body pierced out of the crack, like a thunderbolt, and went straight to Zhang Wei's forehead!

"Poof!"

The spear pierced Zhang Wei's head, and then a few seconds later, Zhang Wei's "head" turned into a potato.

This little magic power that Zhang Wei used at the last moment - "stand-in technique".

"What the hell?" Zhang Wei appeared next to the pool, he didn't plan to use his magic powers anymore, who would have thought that cutting a potato would be attacked?

He was really taken aback when it happened suddenly.

"What a cold power, this feeling is...... Undead?" The black "swastika" on Zhang Wei's chest drummed for a while, and more than 20 ghost hands stretched out from the "swastika", grabbed the spear, and dragged it out hard, the owner of the spear probably wanted to pull it back, but it couldn't beat the more than 20 ghost hands on Zhang Wei's chest, after all, these "ghost hands" were all transformed by the power of [hell], and they did not belong to supernatural powers.

Soon, the entire spear was drawn out, and the place where it was grabbed by the ghost hand was like it had been corroded by strong acid, and black smoke was emitting from it, and along with the spear, it was pulled out of the rift, and there was a cyan hand!

"Poof!!"

Zhang Wei's chest burst out with hundreds of ghost hands, grabbing towards the cyan strange hand, probably realizing the danger, the green hand let go of the spear and retracted.

"Click, click!"

Zhang Wei's ghost hands opened their mouths full of sharp teeth in their palms, and almost the moment the green hand let go, they devoured the spear completely!

"What kind of supernatural power is this?" Bai Ze ran over from the living room when he heard the movement, and then saw the murderous appearance of the ghost hands on Zhang Wei's chest.

"No, it's not a supernatural power!" Bai Ze sniffed his nose, and his pupils shrank into willow leaves like cats: "Such a dark and ferocious power...... No wonder even Jiuding doesn't worry about you, sure enough, my intuition is right, the dark origin in your body is this taste!"

"Okay, Xiao Bai Ze, don't complain, haven't you always hidden your hole cards in front of me? You hide deeper than me, right? Until now, you haven't revealed your supernatural power in front of me. Zhang Wei said: "You also saw that spear just now, right? That's the breath of the undead, right? You are well-informed, can you tell me what it is?"

"That's the guardian power of that little girl named Ying Feifei, don't you know?" Bai Ze tilted his head and asked, "I thought you already knew." ”

Zhang Wei had used the magic power of "fiery eyes" before, and was highly praised by Bai Ze, at that time it thought that Zhang Wei had seen through Ying Feifei's guardian power like it, who knew that Zhang Wei himself was only half-understood.

"Hmm?Ying Feifei's guardian power?Why did that power do it to me just now?" Zhang Wei was even more confused, he was cooking well, and he didn't do anything to Ying Feifei, why was he attacked by that force?

"It must be because you've done something offensive to people. Bai Ze replied, with great contempt in his tone, "If there is no injustice and no hatred, the power to protect her will not do this to you." ”

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Of course, Ying Feifei didn't know that she fantasized in her mind that she would use a machine gun to slap Zhang Wei to relieve her anger, and there would really be some kind of existence that would respond to her indignation and shame and "retaliate" against Zhang Wei.

Ying Feifei, this girl is very kind, she just thinks about it, even if she is given a real gun, she will not really shoot at Zhang Wei, what she was thinking about just now is actually to make Zhang Wei "amnesia" - lose all the memories of her underwear.

So the shot that coldly poked Zhang Wei's head just now, even if it really poked into his head, would at most erase that memory for him, and would not really kill him.

Of course, deleting memories in such a rude way, of course, there is still a feeling of "revenge" for Ying Feifei, this is not Ying Feifei's will, but the meaning of the existence that guards her.

For example, like a bodyguard, his eldest lady was wronged, and the eldest lady only asked him to scare the person who made her wronged, and the bodyguard did so, but he still had to add a punch and kick - this punch and kick was what he wanted to do for the "eldest lady".

Ying Feifei was tired from fighting, and finally vented a little negative emotion, and felt a little more comfortable, fortunately her fists were not powerful, otherwise her stuffed bear doll would have suffered.

She was very hungry when she got out of school, and she was not full at all after eating pancakes, and now she is hungry again after a "strenuous exercise".

A burst of pungent aroma came in from outside the door, and after Ying Feifei smelled it, her stomach "growled" very angrily.

"Okay, Fei Fei, it's all grandma's fault, it's grandma's old confusion, anyway, you didn't wear the underwear, just think grandma bought it for that young man, not for you, don't be depressed, go out to eat!"

"Hmph! How can I blame you? Grandma, anyway, you should believe that man is a pervert by now, right? Who would run naked on the street at night? He is certainly not a normal person! Running naked can do all such things, let alone stalking me, anyway, I don't think he is a good person. Ying Feifei said.

"Fei Fei. Mrs. Hong looked into her granddaughter's eyes: "What is the most important thing to evaluate whether others are good people, how did grandma teach you before?"

"Listen to his words and watch his deeds. Ying Feifei muttered.

"Okay, then tell me, is there a fallacy that the young man said today?" asked Mrs. Hong.

"Righteousness and strictness. Ying Feifei reluctantly replied, "But, that's all his pretending ......."

"What about action, have you seen or heard anything bad about him other than he was forced to wear a new pair of panties that you didn't wear?" asked Mrs. Red, interrupting her granddaughter's rebuttal.

“…… No. Ying Feifei replied helplessly.

"Half a year ago, he dared to pick me up at night and fell to the ground, today he specially caught up with you, just to explain the misunderstanding, now he obviously came to my house as a guest, and rushed to help me, an old man, stir-fry vegetables, we don't know anything else about him, but for these three things, can he do anything wrong?" asked Mrs. Hong.

“…… No. Ying Feifei was speechless.

"Answer me again, how can you judge whether a person is good or bad?" asked Mrs. Red again.

“…… Listen to his words and watch his deeds. Ying Feifei replied weakly, and then craned her neck again: "But all this may be disguised, maybe he is a hypocrite, just by saying good things and doing good deeds by a person, it may not necessarily be certain that he is a good person, right?"

"Alas, silly boy. Mrs. Hong sighed, "In other words, because you heard people say beautiful things and saw them do good deeds, you judge him to be a hypocrite, right?

"This ...... I ......" Ying Feifei paused for a moment, she felt that her grandmother's teaching had a logical problem, but she thought about it on the other hand, her own logical problem was even bigger - her prejudice against Zhang Wei was too great.

"When you grow up, you will know that it is very, very rare to be like that young man, to be able to speak words full of righteousness and to do righteous and kind things, no matter how hypocritical your heart is. Mrs. Hong stroked the top of Ying Feifei's head and said softly, "People in this world are not black and white, and the so-called 'pure heart' is one in ten thousand, because in this society, there is no power, and only the little sheep with the 'pure heart' will be gnawed by others to the point that there is no slag left, and everyone must have their own protective color, just like your parents back then...... Forget it, don't talk about it, you can't understand it now. ”

Ying Feifei lowered her head and thought about her grandmother's words, and there was a rebellious impulse in her heart to refute, but she didn't know where to start.

Mrs. Hong is not an ordinary old lady, so what she teaches her granddaughter is different from ordinary old people, and the dialogue between their grandparents and grandchildren is also more profound than the daily communication of ordinary people.

"Well, no matter what, even if you don't eat, you have to go out and talk to someone, whether you think you misunderstood him today. After Mrs. Hong finished speaking, she picked up her still reluctant granddaughter and walked out.