Back at the shelter, Feng Ling felt the soft aura on her cheeks like a breeze, and came to the tent she had set up, Feng Ling was a little surprised.

Because the place where the tent was set up before was very empty, although there were trees, there was only the old tree where Buzhi sat before, but now there are more than a dozen new trees with a height of three meters near her tent, and there are also a few new tents near the tent. If she wasn't really sure that this was where she had set up her tent and saw her tent, she couldn't be sure that this was where it was four days ago.

There was no sign of the tree being transplanted, and it seemed to have grown here from the beginning, which made Feng Ling still a little curious, and when Feng Ling looked at the trees, a man with glasses came out of the tent next to Feng Ling.

He was not very old, twenty-six or seventeen years old, dressed very casually, holding a book in his hand, and pinning a brief identification card on his arm, on which words such as professor were written.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a double-leaf grass on his head that was exactly the same as that on the head of the village chief of Slow Sheep, Feng Ling would have felt that he was more like a serious professor.

He hadn't gone far before the curtain of the tent was lifted by one hand, and a man who looked a little hangy came out, his deep facial features could not see the expression, he had a cigarette in his hand, the yellow cigarette butt lined with the fingers of the bone knuckles looked very tasteful, and he was wearing a light gray shirt and casual trousers, and the sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, and his handsome and dignified appearance was undoubted.

He whistled very arrogantly at the man who was far away, and then laughed loudly, and Feng Ling saw that the professor was walking faster.

Feng Xiao took Feng Ling's hand with one hand, touched it into his pocket with the other, rubbed his fingers against the camera, and muttered to himself, "Z City is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, hmm...... Maybe it's because the world is too small. ”

"Hey, little neighbor, I didn't see you for four days and thought you wouldn't be back!" The smile on the man's face was very bad, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his water-blue eyes were as pure as a clear spring.

"Alas, next time we talk, my brother will go first!" Seeing that the professor in the distance had walked away, the man's expression of wanting to say something more immediately became serious, but he immediately returned to his appearance and got up to chase after him.

Strange pair of neighbors.

Bu Zhi disappeared again after returning to the shelter, and Feng Ling couldn't feel where he was, as if it was positioned as Bu Zhi's unilateral ability to her.

Feng Xiao also moved his tent to the side of Feng Ling, and the two of them exchanged some daily necessities with the turbidity gene nucleus, and after cleaning themselves, they went to the radio and the notice board to see if there was anything new.

Passing by a hot pot restaurant, the spicy fragrance wafted in the wind, which made Feng Ling have an idea of wanting to eat it, Feng Xiao also smelled it, his light green eyes were fixed on the door of the hot pot restaurant in an instant, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he took Feng Ling's hand, "Sister...... I treat you to hot pot! ”

Feng Ling smiled and tightened Feng Xiao's hand, "Let's go, I'll treat you to eat." ”

The door of the hot pot restaurant is automatically inducted, as soon as Feng Ling and Feng Xiao walk over, the glass door will automatically open, and the furnishings in the store are similar to ordinary hot pot restaurants, but the scale is relatively small, in addition, there are not many customers, but the table is half full.

Just walked in, a waiter came over and asked what soup base he wanted, Feng Xiao and Feng Ling looked at each other, and said in unison, "Spicy!" ”

Whining...... No spicy, no joy!

Feng Xiao's eyes were shining, and he couldn't help but smash his mouth, these days when he came to Xuanmeng, he either ate dry and tasteless biscuits or ate the kind of cheap but difficult steamed buns in the shelter, and he felt that his sense of taste was about to fail. No chili peppers, simply no soul!

Self-service hot pot, the cost is also very common, when Feng Ling and Feng Xiao went to pick up the vegetables, they met a couple who also came to pick up vegetables, the couple looked like two or three points like the two, Feng Ling found them at a glance.

Relatives?

The couple also saw Feng Ling and Feng Xiao, and there was a big gap between Feng Ling's imagination, the couple directly ignored Feng Ling, stared at Feng Xiao and let out a scream, "Ghost! ”

Feng Xiao's face froze, his eyes rolled, and after carefully looking at the couple for a few breaths, he began to play his unacting performance, "Hmm...... Are you an uncle or aunt? ”

Reader's set

Setting 3: You can specify the identity of a deceased life in the world.

Premise 4: You only have your own memories.

Feng Xiao thought about the plot in the book, Feng Ling's relatives seem to have described such a couple, but they are not close, and his body seems to be quite close to them, it stands to reason that he should be Feng Ling's cousin.

This body is dead, so he can get his identity according to the rules, but the rules also limit him, and Feng Xiao can't get the memories of this body.

I have to make up a reason why he's still alive, hmm...... Hopefully, the couple didn't attend his funeral or seen his body, but that seems unlikely?

Feng Xiao stubbornly said, "I have actually been conscious all these years, when I was in the hospital, the doctor said that life was slim, and the breath of life was almost gone, so later my parents thought I was dead and buried me, but the revival of the aura allowed my body to slowly repair, so I crawled out of the grave, rest assured, I am not a ghost!" ”

How to listen to what an awkward reason, but the couple believed, they looked at Feng Xiao's red face, and saw that he was still holding a plate of meat in his hand, and after calming down, his face was much more normal, after all, ghosts should not need to eat hot pot......

Alas, the aura is all accepted, and a person who crawls out of the grave and tells them that the person is not dead can accept it.

Only then did the husband and wife notice Feng Ling, "Ling girl! ”

The two-person hot pot became a four-person hot pot, Feng Ling Fengxiao and the husband and wife sat at a square table, ordered four small hot pots, each with its own shabu, and then couldn't help but shush and ask for warmth, and the four of them chatted quite easily.

From the mouth of the husband and wife, Feng Ling learned that he disappeared a year ago, and the surveillance camera captured that when he was returning home from school, he was caught by two men passing by a small alley, took a car and took him away.

Before the police could solve the case, the turbidity exploded, and the cases naturally sank into the sea, and it was not until the establishment of the shelter that the institutions restored some order, but it may not work as before.

Although the food is small and there is no meat, it is still a delicious hot pot. Feng Ling and Feng Xiao left after eating hot pot, and the couple asked the two to move to them, but Feng Ling and Feng Xiao refused without hesitation.