On the way back, it snowed lightly.

Snow particles fell on the little zombie's long hair, sitting behind the women's motorcycle, he could only see the curve of the little zombie's side, a few grains of snow also fell on the eyelashes, the soft face curve was white and greasy, and the lower half of the face was wrapped in an old-fashioned thick scarf, and there was a white mist in the gaps of the scarf.

She was staring at the traffic light change, trying to rush out at the moment the green light came on, and the little zombie was always too naïve.

Still humming something in his mouth.

"What are you singing?"

The sound was sluggish.

She twisted her neck left and right, and said casually, "It's nothing, hum casually, sing and sing to drive away the cold."

"Is it cold?"

"It's okay."

"You're in a good mood."

"Harm, Master has always been in a good mood, you see when Master is unhappy, Master's mentality is not said."

"Five hundred years ago, you weren't unhappy all day long, cold and cold."

"Well, how many years ago, why do you keep going through old accounts?" She looked at the red light for a few seconds, and silently recited five counts in her heart.

"It's snowing."

Wang Xilou wanted to say something, but felt an itch on his neck.

The little apprentice pulled the scarf open, lowered his head from behind and buried his face in her neck, she just wanted to say don't get it, it was very itchy, and she felt a warm current flow from the place where the two of them fit, infiltrating the whole body, and the dry ditch winter snow melted and introduced new water.

She looked ahead and muttered, "I'm so old and I love to be coquettish with my master."

The green light turned on, she forgot to snap the picture, and she twisted the electric door in a little annoyance and walked away.

She couldn't remember what it was like five hundred years ago, but she remembered it clearly twelve years ago, exactly the same as now, except that the boy who was like a small ball behind him was now like a big bear.

That's right, Wang Xilou feels that the little apprentice is like a big bear now, he is a honey pot, and he is liked to death by the big bear.

So close, he could finally hear what the little zombie was humming about.

"The big knife slashed at the heads of the devils—"

「……」

Hmph, this does ward off the cold.

……

After the whole family had eaten, the slave returned to the shadows to rest.

The shadows are in a similar situation to Wang Xilou, they need to be maintained by spiritual power, but unlike Wang Xilou, Wang Xilou has not saved a single piece of spiritual power, and all of them have been given nine shadows, of which the nameless ones who are no longer account for the majority, and the remaining eight are more or less divided.

If they consume too much spiritual power, they will also go into hibernation, and they will enter the shadow to rest in order to recover quickly.

Recently, the slave has been too profligate, wearing short sleeves in winter, and the spiritual power consumption is too much, so it is estimated that he will not be able to come out in a short time.

"Would you like to go back and take a break?" He kindly offered.

"Do you think anyone is as stupid as she is?"

Holding a cup of hot water, he walked over from the dining room and snorted coldly, "I've always paid attention to keeping warm."

What a remarkable statement.

Feng unreasonably saw Wang Xilou, who was tightly wearing the quilt and holding the sheet on the sofa, "You, have you paid attention to keeping warm?"

"Report to the apprentice, Master wears seven or eight pieces of clothing every day, and there are warm babies in them." She gave a not-so-standard salute.

This woman recently watched "Bright Sword" on iQiyi on the counter computer.

….

Feng unreasonably nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good, put it in Li Yunlong's troops, you can eat meat."

The little zombie's eyes smiled like crescent moons, stretched out a foot and kicked him, and was caught naked by the wind unreasonably.

He was about to tease Master.

"Lord Wind Unreasonable! The wind is unreasonable!"

Wanwan ran upstairs from the bottom of the stairs, looking excited, holding one in her hand.

"Look, Lord Wind Unreasonable, they gave Wanwan a piece of this, and this one will spew light when it is lit."

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She wagged her tail behind her and handed the firework to Wind Reason, who suspected that she was excited to spin in circles.

"Who gave it to you?" The wind took it unreasonably.

As a result, Wanwan really spun in circles in front of Feng Wuli, looking as excited as if she was chasing her tail, "It was those children in the old street who gave Wanwan, and Wanwan watched them play for a day, so they gave Wanwan one."

She wanted to let it go, but she didn't dare, and immediately rushed back to find Feng Wuli, the little fox raised her head and saw that Feng Wuli was holding a fairy stick like a holy object in her hand, and her eyes were shining.

"Do you want to put it on?"

"Don't dare!"

"Want me to put it for you?"

"Hmm!" She nodded desperately.

Feng Wuli thought it was funny, so what was the difference between she and watching those children play today, and she was so excited.

"But I don't dare to do anything?"

"Ah, Lord Feng is unreasonable, and Lord doesn't dare?"

"Yes, it's dangerous to play with fire."

"The wind is unreasonable, and adults don't dare to ......," Wanwan obviously didn't expect this situation.

"But if Wanwan helped me, I might dare."

"How can Wanwan help you!" She clenched her fists and looked up.

Feng Wuli gradually revealed his purpose: "If Wanwan promised to give me the tail to play with, I might dare."

Wanwan immediately hugged her tail.

Gritting her silver teeth and looking hideous, the cute little tiger teeth are tangled, she is at war with heaven and man in her heart, do you want to give her tail to the unreasonable adult of the wind to play? The tail wasn't something to be touched, but she really wanted to play with that glowing thing.

"The fox's tail is not to be touched......

In the end, Wanwan said weakly: "I can, I can only play with Lord Feng Unreasonable for a while."

Feng unreasonably smiled and agreed.

He went for the lighter, and the little heel followed him behind his ass.

The two of them plan to go to the balcony to put it.

Originally, Wang Xilou didn't think there was anything to see, so he was watching TV there, but when he saw these two little guys making trouble, he also followed.

Yahime followed with a catwalk, and Ruler pretended to go to the balcony to collect clothes, and the last few people watched as the fairy stick was set on fire.

On the night of Junsha in January, the smoke went straight up, and the fireworks in his hands, the white light shone on the faces of several people, sizzling.

Wanwan was very satisfied, her eyes were shining, looking at the constantly flickering light.

The wind unreasonably asked her to take it for a while, and Wanwan's whole person froze, but she still took it, and she watched the light keep approaching her hand, and finally went out, and the balcony was darkened.

"It's amazing." She said dumbfounded.

"Let's go wash our hands."

"I've seen more powerful ones." Yahime is proud.

….

"It's cold, it's cold." Wang Xilou also went back, and there was also the ruler who had just pretended to collect clothes.

Tonight, I got the privilege of playing with Twisted Tail, and the little fox looked like he was going to be tortured.

In fact, the fun thing about Wanwan's tail is that you can see Wanwan's very cute reaction, such as now, she is sitting on the edge of the sofa, her little feet can't reach the ground, her toes curl up and loosen, clenching her little fists and puffing out her face, watching TV angrily and not caring about the tail being crumpled into various shapes behind her, but from time to time she makes a miserable noise.

In the end, Wanwan's face was red and her ears were red, and she replied shyly that she couldn't play anymore, and she regretted that she didn't stop because of the unreasonableness.

Wanwan hugged Yehime to play with the ruler, and the ruler would read them a story, and she didn't know a lot of words.

Unable to play with the tail of the wisp, he began to play with the master's hand.

Thin and soft, soft as boneless.

Feng Wuli watched TV with her tonight, and she was a little leisurely after the exam.

Wang Xilou felt that her clothes were being peeled off one by one, she frowned, and the person next to her stopped.

Feng Wuli felt that he was smoothing the tiger's hair, and when Wang Xilou ignored him, he continued to take it off for her.

"What are you going to do?" Finally, Wang Xilou was impatient with him.

"Isn't it hot to wear so many clothes?"

"Now it's below zero outside, and you want to kill Master coldly."

"What kind of cold are you afraid of, I'll replenish your spiritual power."

Wang Xilou looked at him suspiciously, but when he met those eyes, he only had sincerity, as if he was really afraid that she would be hot.

Master believes in your wickedness!

There must be some bad idea again.

In the end, she was stripped of only a single coat, and she shivered with cold, so she had no choice but to hide in the arms of the little apprentice to keep warm.

Feng Wuli was satisfied, playing with the soft flesh of her arm, he couldn't hold it if he wore it so thick, and Wang Xilou didn't know his mind just now? She must know, but she is thin-skinned and feels that she is a master and cannot be so proactive.

Occasionally, a little couple needs some flair.

"Watching a movie, right?" The wind ran through the back of her hand through the gap between her fingers and grabbed it backwards.

"See what?" Because she was mending her demons, she didn't feel cold.

"Seven Days of Rebirth, recommended by my classmates."

"What are you talking about?"

"Horror."

Wang Xilou perked up and took it seriously, "What type of horror movie?"

"Zombies."

「……」

Wang Xilou tilted his head to look at him, his eyes looked like there was something wrong with your kid, holding a zombie to watch a zombie movie.

"Unlike the zombies in the Qing Dynasty official uniforms, the background is modern."

The little zombie scoffed, what can zombie movies be scary, but she was very nervous just now.

After reading the beginning, Wang Xilou felt bad.

Seeing Uncle Dong fall down the stairs and die, Aunt Mei happened to dream of that Uncle Dong, who was soaking Uncle Dong's feet, Uncle Dong's feet couldn't be soaked warmly, and when he said that he would come back in a few days, Wang Xilou didn't dare to look at it.

She wanted to escape, but she couldn't.

"Let go of Master! See for yourself!" She pulled her neck and closed her eyes, but the little apprentice's hand grabbed her so tightly, she was like a little white rabbit struggling on a dissecting table.

"What zombie movie are you afraid of?"

….

"Master is a useless little zombie now, you let Master go, if you don't let Master go again, Master will bite you!"

The two are entangled together, a picture of filial piety and filial piety.

The last time I watched that Chu Meiren, Wang Xilou had nightmares for a few nights, and he didn't dare to watch horror movies anymore.

She was exhausted, she couldn't resist even when she was panting, and the plot made her can't help but watch it, shrinking into the arms of the little apprentice, so nervous that she forgot to breathe several times, holding Feng Wulu's arm tightly, squinting her eyes, startled.

During this time, the door of Wanwan's room opened a few times, and Shakutsu and Yahime came out and asked him to get a paintbrush, and they wanted to paint.

A child is a child, Feng unreasonably went to take it to them, and then went back to accompany the little zombie to continue watching.

This film is very depressing, gloomy, and makes people dare not gasp at all.

After reading Wang Xilou, she was still stunned, feeling very hot and cold, her spirit was in a trance, her heart was irregular, and it was not right, she had no heartbeat.

She was dumbfounded, "Master, if you have a nightmare tonight, I'll beat you up."

Feng Wuli also took a long breath, and after reading it, he felt a sense of reluctance, to be honest, he was also scared several times, this kind of Chinese horror is really awesome.

However, it is really great to put up a blanket and hold a little zombie to watch horror movies in winter.

He got up and turned on the lights and found several messages on his phone.

Wang Xilou scolded and turned the table, this little apprentice was black-hearted, very bad, she should have been trained hard at that time, and she blamed herself for spoiling him.

She looked at the dark on the balcony, and the night was like a tide outside, silently went to the little apprentice's side, glanced at his mobile phone, and Director Yang sent him a message again.

It's almost the New Year, and there are still no moths to make.

Turn your head to watch TV.

Director Yang: Xiaofeng, let's take a holiday

Director Yang: Are you free tomorrow?

Director Yang: It's not urgent

Looking at the time, half an hour ago, a three-in-a-row threw over.

The wind unreasonably clicked on the phone to reply to him, and the little zombie next to him was ready to take a bath.

Wind Unreasonable: What's the matter?

Director Yang: That's it, it's not a thing

He replied with a second of nonsense.

Wind Unreasonable: About mine or about the company?

Director Yang: It has something to do with Lord Wang

Feng Wuli glanced at it, the little zombie came out of the room with pajamas, ready to go to the balcony to collect a pair of underwear, she saw that the little apprentice was looking at herself, and muttered what to do, Feng Wuli ignored her, so she went to the balcony with her clothes stupidly.

Director Yang: [Picture]

Director Yang: [Picture]

The picture shows two young people, a man and a woman, dressed very casually, with lazy eyes, and the background of the picture is the door of a high-end hotel, which looks like a picture taken by surveillance.

The second picture is the footage captured by the surveillance outside the old street.

The two pictures didn't explain anything, and Director Yang immediately sent a message.

Director Yang: Someone has checked the news of Lord Wang and your incense and candle shop on the Internet

Director Yang: Originally, I planned to help you deal with it as in the past, but this time it was a bit strange, and it was not about the person, the family background is innocent, and the company is not sure how to deal with it for the time being, so I will inform you in advance

Feng Wuli: Got it, thank you, Director Yang

Wind Reason: Which hotel are they in?

Director Yang: What are your plans?

….

The wind is unreasonable: lurk in the past, tie up and torture him, starve for three days and then ask what he is doing

Director Yang: ......

He sent an address.

This is not in accordance with the rules, even if he has done a lot of things for the company, Feng Wuli knows that this is what Director Yang told him as an elder.

So he won't do anything to embarrass Director Yang.

Soon another message was received.

Director Yang: Lord Wang has been the vane of the Xiangjiang School of Cultivators for the past few hundred years, and it is also the pride of the Xiangjiang Practitioners......

Feng looked at the shower room unreasonably, because he watched a horror movie, and now he turns on the lights wherever he goes, and he has to sing loudly to collect clothes on the balcony.

After putting away her clothes, she was going to take a shower.

The lights in the house are all on.

Before entering the shower room, he glanced at the little apprentice in the living room.

I'm a big zombie, she's afraid? Joke! What would she be afraid of?

It's just that as soon as I saw the toilet, I thought of the picture of Uncle Dong lying in the toilet, and the picture of the child being pushed into the toilet by Aunt Mei and staying with the zombie.

Swallowed.

The bathroom door is closed.

After a while, it opened again.

"Hey."

Feng Wuli was still looking at the address, and when he heard the little zombie in the toilet calling him, he turned his head to look over, and a head poked out.

"What?"

"Yes, do you want to be together?"

Feng swallowed unreasonably.

It's not a monster.

The mountains are full of pine nuts