Chapter Seventy-Three: The World of Monsters
Before he went downstairs, he heard Yeji arguing with Wang Xilou.
"Then I went back here, and when I came in, I saw unreasonable ......."
Yeji was still telling Wang Xilou about her dream;
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Xilou again.
"Didn't you just say that you became a hundred-meter-tall monster? So how did you get into the house again? ”
“!! My generation, my generation is like this, and then went in! I went in and beat you up! ”
"Didn't you just say that I was thrown by you in front of the fierce big dog at Grandpa Zhao's house next door? Why did I get beaten up by you in the yard again? ”
"I was beaten up by my generation! You're at home, and you're beaten up by my generation! Yeji tried to suppress Wang Xilou in terms of volume.
"Then my generation came back and smashed your favorite broken erhu......"
"You just told me that it was smashed, look at it, it's too fake, you must have made it up, right?"
"No!!"
At this time, the wind came down from the upper floors for no reason.
"Unreasonable!"
A black cat staggered over and jumped on top of him crying.
"Unreasonable! Wang Xilou, she doesn't believe in my generation's amazing dream! ”
Feng was unreasonably afraid that she would fall, so he hurriedly hugged him and looked at Wang Xilou with a frown: "You are too much!" Why don't you believe Saya, Sayo is kind enough to share it with you. ”
Yahime cried loudly in his arms.
This person is bad, how can he do this to Xiao Ye!
It's not you who coax!
Wang Xilou cut his nails and smiled badly, like those old men at the entrance of the village who made children cry.
"Xiao Ye, let's not play with her!"
The stupid cat was still crying, and Feng Wuli was still criticizing her, saying that she couldn't treat the stupid cat like this, balabala, and waited until the little guy who shrunk into a black ball in his arms stopped crying, Wang Xilou said: "You want to come over today, you promised others, just teach others to practice." ”
The wind scratched his head unreasonably.
"What's for breakfast?"
"Rice noodles, in the kitchen."
Carrying Yahime to the backyard kitchen to rummage through the cabinets.
He got up late this Saturday, and the rice noodles were all gone, but he was not picky eaters, and ate in front of the stone table in the yard, and the wind in the early morning was still cold.
The night girl in her arms stopped crying, but it was like a child who had just finished making trouble, and she was embarrassed to speak with a shy face.
The wind unreasonably gave her a step.
"Did you eat breakfast at night?"
"Didn't eat it." The voice is small, glutinous.
"Do you want to eat cat food or noodles?"
"My generation doesn't eat what Wang Xilou makes!"
"Then I'm going to get you cat food?"
“……”
Yahime squirmed.
Cat food is not tasty.
Her little front paws stomped on Feng Wuli's thighs, and then she saw a strip of rice noodles coming over.
The kitten opens its mouth wide on the blood plate -
Eat!
It's not what she wants to eat, it's the wind that has to feed my generation unreasonably!
"Hurry up and eat, I've got to be busy."
Kittens have a small appetite and are full after feeding a little.
After eating, he jumped down and prepared to go out to continue his theory with Wang Xilou, and deliberately turned into a human form.
He watched the beautiful black girl set off violently.
Some worries, wait a while, cry again, and come back to find comfort.
Wang Xilou didn't know to let her.
The little fox also came down from upstairs with his eyes rubbed, and shouted good morning unreasonably with a milky voice, looking sleepy.
"Lord Wind Unreasonable! I'll wash the dishes! ”
Seeing that Feng was unreasonable to wash the dishes, she ran down and snatched his bowl.
He went to check the flowers and plants in Wang Xilou, mainly to get rid of insect pests.
In the past, there was no need to remove insects, because Wang Xilou was high, and mosquitoes, snakes and ants did not dare to approach here.
Now, anyone can bully this little zombie.
The little fox also came to help, and ran over to report unreasonably to everything he did, full of energy, and swept around with a tail.
There was a look of wanting to be praised.
The wind was unreasonable and naturally satisfied her.
In the early morning of Saturday in my third year of high school, I felt a little guilty when I didn't read the book at all.
Today's weather is very good, the leaves of the jujube tree are illuminated golden green, the breeze is warm, for a while, the tree is shaking, the shadow under the tree is also swaying, the light and shadow Shanshan is relaxing, there are guests in the incense and candle shop, Wang Xilou is talking to people.
He went upstairs to get a book, and came down to sit on a stone chair under the tree in the courtyard.
Probably because Wang Xilou didn't have time to pay attention to her, Yeji ran in again and saw Feng Wuli reading a book.
She knew she couldn't argue with him.
That's the kind of one who is studying at home.
But it was rare on Saturday, the wind was unreasonable at home, and she didn't go out to watch the fisherman fishing, so she walked to the stone table with cat steps, jumped on his lap, and lay quietly on his stomach.
From time to time she yawned silently, the breeze blew her hair, and the kitten's chin rested on the side of the wind unreasonable thigh, staring blankly at the little fox who was playing with flowers and plants.
Wind unreasonably parted a hand for her to play with.
Occasionally his hand will be held, and then he will have a very hard time to get his hand back, or Yahime will compare his hand to a big monster and try to defeat the big monster, the small flesh pad is soft, and from time to time he will be bitten shallowly, and lick his palm when he has fun.
What an abrasive goblin!
It hurt him to not read the book for half a day.
Let Yahime go to play with the little fox, and the little fox will go upstairs to watch TV with Yehime in his arms.
He re-reads the book, and gradually the temperature rises.
It was also dry under the trees;
The light and shadow on the stone table were mottled, the light swept with the wind, the yard was full of flowers, and occasionally a dragonfly flew in, and he thought about whether to catch one for Yahime to play with, and a leaf fell on his book, and as soon as it was twisted, someone's voice sounded outside the yard.
Jiang Hao greeted Wang Xilou and entered the backyard.
Today, she is dressed more athleticly, with pure white narrow U-neck short sleeves on the upper body, pale pink cotton sports shorts on the lower body, and the trousers are a little higher on the outside of the thighs, making her look like a pair of slender legs.
And the fabric is also very good, and it is very comfortable to wear, so you have to ask why Feng Wuli knows so much detail, because he also wears it.
"Coming?"
"Master!" She had a smile in the corner of her eye.
“……”
The classmates who have been in the same class for more than two years are still at the same table by themselves, and suddenly call themselves Master, this feeling is a bit subtle.
Although he knew that the other party was mostly joking.
"Come and sit, you don't need to call Master."
She suddenly became very serious and shook her head, "No, one day as a teacher and a lifelong teacher, disciple Jiang Hao, meet Master!" He bowed and bowed, then looked up and said uncertainly: "I'm like this...... Is it okay? I think others still want to serve tea? ”
He smiled and shook his head, "Maybe someone else wants it, but you see that there are only three of us in our division, where are there so many doorways." ”
"From today onwards, I'm a cultivator? The kind that can fly away in the future? She spoke with nervousness and a hint of excitement.
I always feel that the ordinary life has left me since then;
She pushed open a door, and outside the door there was a magnificent world.
"How did you get here?"
"Take a taxi, what book is Master reading, is he practicing exercises?"
She's curious about everything now.
Leaned over;
I saw a five-year simulation and a three-year college entrance examination.
There was one more question that I got wrong.
Silently withdrew his gaze.
Also, although Master is a powerful cultivator, he usually studies very hard, and he is not pretending.
She felt like she was being pushed back into her ordinary life.
The yard is just an ordinary yard, wells, flowers and plants, a wall of pale yellow woody flowers blooming warmly, the other half is covered with other green plants, the young man under the tree is always unhurried, a gust of wind comes, the swing under the tree shakes and squeaks.
Everything is so ordinary.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see the world of youkai."
It doesn't seem so ordinary again.