Before leaving, Feng Wuli borrowed the company's instruments again.
The result is obvious, there is still no response.
Not just Junsha, but a nationwide search. Although it only took a second, it was earned by Feng Wuli's contribution to Junsha's public security in the past three years.
Either those shadows didn't cause trouble at all and kept to themselves, or it was true that it had learned to avoid the scanning of the company's signal base station, or it was hiding abroad.
Difficult.
The result of the divination is that the demon is now in Junsha. If this is true, it proves to be the second possibility.
In order to prevent the instrument from breaking, he inserted a small part of the spiritual wrapping that supported his conscious shadow into it, and he was able to be scanned out immediately.
But Director Yang on the side stared wide-eyed.
"You...have a shadow of Mr. Wang!"
"Oh, yes."
"How is this possible? Master Wang needs a shadow. That's because she is a zombie. She has no Yangshen, so she needs to train a shadow to replace her!"
Feng Wuli turned to look at him and said with a smile: "I don't have a Yang Shen either."
"How is this possible? You are obviously alive!"
"But I do rely on her shadow to survive, so I want to find all the shadows for her."
Director Yang was silent for a while, and then he said in a calm voice: "So that's it. Then have you ever thought about what will happen to you once Mr. Wang recovers all the shadows and she recovers the shadows on you as well?"
"Will he die?"
He answered without any pressure.
Director Yang's face was terrifyingly gloomy. This young man has huge talents. He has a huge spirit at a young age that cannot be compared with ordinary people, but he has never learned any spiritual entanglement. It turns out that the root is here. There is no Yang Shen, just like there is no pen. No matter how huge the ink is, it is all in vain!
"Have you ever thought that maybe Mr. Wang just uses you as a tool to find her shadow?"
"A tool? I'm not sure what Wang Xilou thinks, but because she didn't take away her shadow from me at the beginning, I became who I am now, and now I am very willing to be her shadow."
Feng Wuli picked up Ye Ji, who was already asleep beside him, and said goodbye to Director Yang.
"Are you done?" Yeji said in a milky voice.
"Sorry for waking up Xiaoye, do you want to come down and go by yourself?"
"Well, we don't want to walk."
"All right."
Director Yang sighed and looked at the backs of one person and one cat leaving.
In the elevator, Ye Ji turned into a beautiful girl with long black hair and straight hair, with a cold face and calm eyes. The elevator opened the door and walked out unreasonably, and she followed him.
"Why are you in human form again?"
She sneered and said: "How can you figure out my thoughts?"
"It's too heavy to transform into human form. I'll have to ride a bicycle to carry you later."
"It's just a mount, but it thinks I'm heavy! I'm not heavy! It's too much. I want you to carry me back!"
Feng Wuli unlocked the door and ran off on his bicycle. The beautiful girl with long black hair, straight face and cold face chased him for more than a hundred meters with two bags of tears hanging on her face.
"Why didn't you wait for me to get in the car!"
"Sorry, Xiaoye was too light. I thought Xiaoye had already come up." Feng Wuli apologized sincerely.
"Yes, is that so?"
She was a little happy to be praised lightly, and she even forgot to ask the person she kept calling him why he didn't look back, sitting sideways on the back of Feng Wuli's bicycle, his calves swaying.
Back at the incense shop, Ye Ji patted her butt and ran upstairs to watch TV, leaving behind a hurried back.
"Ah hahahaha, we want to watch TV until twelve o'clock today!"
Feng Wuli really hoped that she could respect the appearance of a tall, cold and beautiful girl with long black hair.
After entering the door, he found Wang Xilou asleep in front of the counter.
It was only nine o'clock and she actually fell asleep.
She is getting more and more able to sleep.
Feng Wuli went over and shook her awake. Wang Xilou rubbed his eyes: "Ah, I'm back."
"I'm going to sleep upstairs."
"Did I fall asleep? Maybe I'm too sleepy. What time is it?"
"At half past nine, you go to bed first. I'll clean up and close the door."
"So sensible? Call Master to listen?"
Feng Wuli rolled his eyes at her, and Wang Xilou looked sad: "The child has grown up, and he doesn't even want to call me master. He used to follow me one master at a time..."
I haven’t called you master before, right?
Feng Wuli took out the smartphone he bought for Wang Xilou when he came back: "In your new phone, I put your card in it and my phone number in it. I'll help you put the photos in it tomorrow."
"Oh! Thank you, Master!" Wang Xilou happily took the phone.
He could see the fatigue hidden in her eyes when she was joking, so Feng Wuli ignored her and asked her to go up and rest.
Wang Xilou's nine shadows symbolize her nine spiritual entanglements. This first shadow, which was the shadow that possessed Feng Wuli back then, represents the spiritual entanglement of 'walking'.
It may seem useless, but anyone who has watched an old American cartoon "The Adventures of Jackie Chan" knows how important the Rat Talisman is to the Holy Lord.
Without this 'walking' spirit around him, Wang Xilou might slowly become like Feng Wuli before, confused or sleeping all day long...
Looking at her yawning back upstairs, Feng Wuli didn't know what he was thinking.
Maybe one day she won't wake up.
"Wang Xilou." He called her.
Wang Xilou turned to look at his young apprentice with a puzzled look.
"What are you reporting?"
"If you can't wake up, you may encounter strong enemies in the process of looking for the shadow in the future. Can you lend me your body then?"
After all, her physical body is very powerful. Although she has no other magical powers, under her own control, she is definitely much stronger than the corpse exorcists back then!
Wang Xilou looked in disbelief.
As if betrayed by the world, the little zombie looked at Feng Wuli blankly.
How dare this young apprentice?
Then he realized that the other person was joking about him.
She bared her teeth at him fiercely, revealing two cute zombies: "My master is going to turn you into a zombie, so sleep with me!"
"Wang Xilou will definitely forgive me."
"My teacher will clean up the house today!"
After venting my anger, I went back to sleep.
Feng Wuli thought about it for a while.
She didn't refuse just now.
It seems that Wang Xilou also thinks this is reasonable.
Feng Wuli packed up the incense and candle shop happily and finally closed the door.
Boys all like remote control cars and airplanes, and Feng Wuli is no exception. He has been thinking about remote control of Wang Xilou for a long time.
Having said that, Taoist priest Qingye said that the shadow demon is in Junsha, but if it is really in Junsha, he should be able to vaguely sense it.
But he didn't realize anything.
What a strange thing.
He turned on the computer and started playing. Long live Demacia for the whole game. In the first ten minutes, he didn't get a kill. The opponent was playing smoothly. His teammates were greeting his parents. However, in the 12th minute, his character Suddenly the second tower appeared, and after a wave of enemies on the opposite side was wiped out, suddenly the middle road was broken to the high ground, and the other two roads were also broken to the second tower.
Every time Feng Wuli followed up, he interrupted the opponent's rhythm like a ghost.
"Cow, brother."
"The consciousness is invincible. Let's start another round?"
"father."
He quit the game, read the news, and entered a cultivator forum.
At around ten o'clock, Feng Wuli's cell phone suddenly rang.
He took it out and looked at it, and found that he had been pulled into a WeChat group with about twenty people in the group.
The group name is 8.18 birthday party
The Miyagi family's sword god: It's a crowd-pleaser! Join the crowd!
"Ha, Feng Wuli has also been involved. Hasn't he never participated in class activities?"
The Miyagi Family’s Sword God: This is not a class activity~
"Mirai-chan is right."
"As expected of a young lady, even Feng Wuli can scream. I have never seen Feng Wuli attend a class party."
Everyone is talking about Feng Wuli and Jiang Nao. The relationship between the two is probably because when Jiang Nao is mentioned, Feng Wuli comes to mind.
Sports committee member: [Picture]
Sports Committee Member: I haven’t exercised much these days, and my muscles seem to have shrunk a bit.
A certain ky player who didn't understand the atmosphere played steadily and the group went cold for a few seconds.
The Miyagi family's sword god:...
The Miyagi Family's Sword God: That's it, let's stop here. It would be rude to continue talking.
At this time, the protagonist of a certain topic also appeared.
Jiang Nao: I just finished taking a shower. The hot water in the dormitory is so hot that it can burn a pig to death.
I didn't care at all about everyone's teasing. A lady should act like a lady.
The Miyagi Family's Sword God: Deduct 1 to help you see if Naojiang has turned into a dead pig.
A neat pile of 1's.
Then the fight begins.
It seems that although the school strictly prohibits mobile phones, it does not have the slightest effect.
Fatty @fengwuli, I didn’t expect you to actually agree to come. Do you want to play games?
Feng Wuli was puzzled for a long time. He left as soon as school was over in the afternoon and didn't attend evening self-study. He had no idea what happened.
He typed a line of text.
Feng Wuli: Whose birthday is it?
