The old man said: "Heaven is merciful, and I don't want to hurt the innocent, so I can protect you from the thunder, but according to the rules, you have to bear three beatings of the fairy whip." ”

Fu Ling blinked his eyes and asked, "Does it hurt to whip people with immortals?" ”

The old man smiled, "What do you say?" ”

Fu Ling said solemnly: "If it hurts, let's change the punishment." ”

Fu Ling's tone of voice was as relaxed as if two people were discussing what to eat at night.

The old man looked at Fu Lingxin and said: Is this girl really confused or pretending to be confused?!

Seeing that the old man didn't speak, Fu Ling picked up the teacup and took another sip of tea, and said: "Your old man also said that Heaven is merciful, and he won't bear to watch me suffer, but you say that I made a mistake, and if I don't punish it, it's better to punish me with a small punishment and a big commandment, you can hit my right hand three times." ”

The old man said: "You are really a slippery head, you have a gossip mirror on your right hand, and you know that I can't hurt you, so you let me hit your right hand." ”

Fu Ling said unhappily: "What do you mean, did you come to me to hurt me, or to educate me?" If you want to hurt me, you can do it, and I can't beat you anyway. If you want to educate me, I also know what you mean, and when I see someone injured and dying in the future, I will hide and go, so I don't see it, so as not to trouble you. ”

The old man was amused by Fu Ling, pointed at Fu Ling and said, "You are really crooked enough, when will I let you die and not be saved?" I am asking you not to violate the rules of heaven, and not to use your blessings to protect other earth immortals. ”

Fu Ling blinked his eyes and asked with a flattering smile, "Your old man knows how to tell fortunes, right?" Can you help me see if this little blessing of mine is enough to protect me through the calamity? ”

The old man frowned helplessly and shook his head.

"Ah, not enough! I'm such a good person, I only do good things, don't do bad things, never beat dogs, never scold chickens, why is my life so miserable! Fu Ling said this grievance, as if the tears were about to fall.

The old man hurriedly said: "I didn't say that you are not blessed enough, alas, I really can't do anything about you, you devil, remember, you can't protect other earth immortals in the future, break my rules." ”

Fu Ling readily agreed: "Well, I know." ”

"If you break my rules again, I'm going to punish you."

Fu Ling nodded, "I see." ”

"Alright, I'm leaving." The old man stood up to leave.

Fu Ling stopped the old man, "Wait a minute, what's wrong with Mo Wei, you have to get him right." ”

"He's fine." The old man didn't bother to explain to Fu Ling, and said in his heart: You're pretending to be a little too much, you can't even see that I set up an enchantment, right?!

Fu Ling really didn't pretend, seeing that the old man ignored her, he went out directly. Fu Ling hurriedly walked to Mo Wei's side, "Mo Wei? ”

Mo Wei looked up at Fu Ling, "Little Sister Fu, what's the matter?" ”

"It's okay, I just called you, why didn't you react?"

Mo Wei asked strangely, "When did you call me?" ”

Fu Ling smiled and said, "Just now I wanted to ask you what you had for lunch?" ”

"Oh, whatever you want to eat, I'll buy it."

"Let's eat cold noodles and lower the fire!" After Fu Ling finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to go upstairs.

Mo Wei shouted: "Sister Fu, come down quickly, I'll go buy cold noodles." ”

Fu Ling turned around and said, "You go buy it now, lock the door from the outside, I'm not in the mood to chat with the old ladies." ”

Mo Wei frowned, and said in his heart: Sister Xiao Fu sat there with the old man just now, watching the old man eat fruit, why did the old man go to my master as soon as he left.

Fu Ling came to Xuanwu's room, sat opposite Xuanwu, and asked, "Who was that old man just now?" ”

Xuanwu smiled and asked, "You didn't see it?" ”

Fu Ling's face was unhappy, "Big brother, how many great gods do I know?" ”

Xuanwu looked at Fu Ling and said, "I think so, how did you find out that he was wrong?" ”

"Big brother, have you ever seen someone bargain in the hospital? If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. This old guy hasn't even seen a mango, and he doesn't mix it very well. ”

Xuanwu was amused by Fu Ling's words and said, "You're right, he can't receive offerings from the world, because he hasn't eaten anything new. ”

Fu Ling asked curiously, "What does he do?" ”

"He also has a lot of power, and he is responsible for recording the merits and deeds of the various immortals here."

Fu Ling nodded and said, "Oh, he's doing the work of the Lord of the Stove." ”

"Almost, Zaojun is responsible for recording people, and he is responsible for recording immortals."

Fu Ling blinked and asked, "Are you afraid of him?" ”

Xuanwu smiled, "I haven't done anything bad, why are you afraid of him?" ”

Fu Ling was relieved, "That's fine, we don't need to pay attention to him." ”

"I'll go downstairs, and we'll eat cold noodles in a moment." After Fu Ling finished speaking, he stood up and walked out.

Xuanwu looked at Fu Ling's back, and said in his heart: Ao Tian and I can both do it and never move our mouths, this girl says crooked reasoning one by one, and I don't know who she learned it from.

Fu Ling walked downstairs and saw that the door was really locked by Mo Wei, and smiled happily, seeing that Mo Wei had already packed up the fruit that the old man had eaten. Turned around and walked into the kitchen, picked up a mango and peeled it and took a bite directly, remembering that Mo Wei had cut such a perfect plate of mangoes for her just now, and muttered, "It's cheap, old man." ”

When Mo Wei walked into the kitchen, he saw Fu Ling leaning on the kitchen cabinet, eating mangoes in his hand, and said helplessly: "Little Sister Fu, you are a woman, you have to pay attention to your image." ”

Fu Ling glanced at Mo Wei and said, "What image do you pay attention to in your own territory?" ”

Mo Wei said in a tone of hatred that iron does not become steel: "The image and temperament are slowly cultivated, and you usually have to pay attention to it." ”

Fu Ling said nonchalantly, "That's what I'm done. ”

Mo Wei took out a tissue and handed it to Fu Ling, "Wipe the corners of your mouth, you said you are like this, can my master take a fancy to you?" ”

"It's okay, he's used to it." Fu Ling took the tissue, but did not wipe the corners of his mouth, and continued to eat.

Mo Wei said helplessly: "You are such a big person, why don't you grow a snack!" ”

Fu Ling was stunned by Mo Wei's words, looked at Mo Wei and said, "You won't dislike me too, will you?" ”

Mo Wei hurriedly said: "Then how dare I, I am for your good." ”

Fu Ling threw the eaten mango pits into the trash, washed his hands and the corners of his mouth with water, then looked at his nails and said, "It's over, the nails can't be washed clean." ”

Mo Wei, who was about to soak cold noodles, said: "Next time, you cut the mango with a knife, don't hold it directly with your hands, the yellow stain will take a day or two to fall off, you say that you have a girl's yellow nails, which makes people laugh." ”

Fu Ling looked at his nails and said, "It's okay, after eating in a while, I'll wash the dishes or something, and I can wash them off." ”

Mo Wei muttered helplessly: "You are just wide-hearted." ”

Fu Ling glanced at Mo Wei, "Come on, I'll wash the cold noodles, I'll make cold noodles today." ”

Mo Wei smiled and said, "Okay, you've done all your work today." ”