Jiang Nao turned to his side and bent down to tie her shoelaces. Feng Wuli could see her shoulder blades and the vertebrae on her back. This girl was very light and thin.
Do rich people suffer from malnutrition? Feng Wuli didn't understand.
She finished tying her shoelaces and stood up, then took out a bottle of Shuhua milk from her pocket and waved it in front of him. She wore a black hair tie on her white wrist.
Because it was taken out of the school uniform's trouser pocket, and the girl's body temperature was still on it, Feng Wuli took it and put it aside and thanked her.
"You don't have to bring me food and drink all the time."
"Don't you like drinking this?"
"I didn't say I didn't like it."
"Help me drink some. I'm tired of it and it's hard to throw it away."
"Okay." Feng Wuli reluctantly said.
Today was a full day of hard classes, no peeing spots, and I fed the cat for the first time in a long time at noon.
The five kittens have grown up now, and they will not stay with the old mother all day. Feng Wuli went down with the cat food, and the fat big orange followed immediately.
In fact, there are many school cats in the school, but Feng Wuli likes this fat orange the most because she is quiet and docile, has a pair of cat eyes, and is particularly healing when chewing cat food. It happens that she is also very close to Feng Wuli.
"Where is your child? Why don't you bring it over?"
"Your child has grown up and no longer follows you. In fact, it's only been two months."
Fat Orange raised her head and glanced at him with blank eyes, but she didn't understand what this human was talking about. She lowered her head and continued to eat cat food, her tail sweeping behind her on the ground. The cat food this human brought was the most delicious.
The two of them seemed to have been friends for many years, sitting on the elevated floor where the sun did not shine.
After she finished eating, she sat next to Feng Wuli, looking at the warm and bright playground and school road outside the elevated floor, licking her paws from time to time.
The wind blew unreasonably for a while, and I went back to the classroom to study. More and more people chose not to sleep at noon and came back to study. The pretty girl at the same table also came back.
Her hair was still wet at the end, and she looked like she had just taken a shower. Many students chose to take a shower at noon.
"My hair isn't dry yet."
"You don't have to blow-dry it completely. If it hurts your hair, just let it dry naturally."
"Didn't you come back at noon before?"
"The senior year of high school is almost halfway over."
She sat up straight with her back, her quiet temperament calm and indifferent, and smiled softly. It was hot at noon, so she took off her coat and tied it around her waist. Her forearms were thin and white.
"Yes, the college entrance examination is in half a year."
"I'll graduate in half a year."
Feng Wuli took a multiple-choice question and turned to look at the window where the wind was blowing the curtains. The brand new table was like a mirror, reflecting the sky outside the window.
He didn't sleep well last night, and he got up early today. The teaching building was so quiet at noon that he could clearly hear the conversations of people walking downstairs. The gusts of wind made him feel sleepy, so he lay on the table and breathed. Shower gel and shampoo with the delicate fragrance of the little girl at the same table.
Jiang Nao sat upright all the time. His hair was almost dry, so he used the rubber band on his wrist to tie a small knot on himself and started reading.
From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the sleeping person next to him, and there was actually a slight snoring sound.
Her back was very thin and her shoulders were very narrow. That little bump was inexplicably cute. Next to her lay a boy whose shoulders and back could bulge out of his clothes. He was snoring very lightly. She gently turned the pages of the book, and the sun was shining outside. Just right.
She couldn't help but take another look, and then her eyes returned to the book, but what she was reading was actually an extracurricular book, a copy of Little Prince. She didn't come back to study.
Why does this person still snore while sleeping? I wonder if he grinds his teeth, just like a child.
A smile twitched her lips.
I'm halfway through my senior year of high school, and I'll graduate in another half a year.
I can count the days.
Couldn't help but take another look.
The small cloth shoes were scratched lightly under the table, and the meaningless movements were full of a little girl feeling.
Feng Wuli slept until the first class in the afternoon. When he opened his eyes, the class was almost full of people. It was obvious that the class before
It took him a few seconds to close his eyes and lie down, feeling as if he had traveled through time.
"I had a good sleep." He yawned.
"It's cool today, not hot."
"Yes, but the temperature is high during the day and night. It's already quite hot now. I woke up at around six o'clock this morning and thought it was winter."
"Wipe your sweat, your neck is wet." She handed over some tissue paper.
In the boring afternoon of the senior year of high school, as the school bell rang, Feng Wuli yawned. Like countless senior students, he stared at the blackboard in a daze, occasionally thinking about what the future would bring.
Or he may think about what would happen if he could travel back to kindergarten with the knowledge he now possesses.
Today, Po Nu said that she must have impure thoughts when she brought him back to the incense shop. He was indeed right. There was something wrong with the way she looked at him back then.
And what is Wang Xilou cooking tonight? I want to eat braised prawns. Send her a WeChat message after class.
When school was over, he originally planned to go to Shengqing and ask how to solve Wang Xilou's matter, but Su Xiaoxin sent him a WeChat message.
Mom: I heard from my uncle that you were staying at someone else’s house?
Mom: Didn’t you say it was in a Taoist temple?
Mom: Mom doesn’t mean anything else, I just want to ask.
She spoke a little cautiously, but she didn't need to be.
He sent a WeChat reply.
Feng Wuli: Yeah
Feng Wuli: I lived in the secular home of the Taoist priest who took me there. It was close to the school, so I didn’t live in the Taoist temple.
Mom: That’s it
Mom: Is it the royal family?
Feng Wuli: Right
At this time, he was in the faculty apartment of NTU.
On an autumn afternoon between five and six o'clock, the room was quiet and dimly lit. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the curtains. Although not a ray of light entered the room, the curtains were very thin. It looked like the light of the filter on the mobile phone was adjusted to the lowest level. It was dark, leaving only the dense twilight on the curtains.
If you turn on the lights, you can see that clothes hangers, chargers, and hair dryers are placed in a mess. I don't know when they were opened and placed on the ground. The suitcase has never been put away. Clothes and cosmetics are also scattered on the suitcase, and there is not much room to stay. , there were a few books piled on the bedside table, and a few empty beer cans.
Smoking and drinking are all good, they are just ways to relieve stress.
As a woman who has been single for more than ten years after divorce, she is used to picking up a few cans of her favorite beer at the school supermarket after get off work, drinking alone in her teacher's apartment, maybe watching a movie or reading a book, and usually ends up getting very drunk. Lingding, I don’t know what time it is when I wake up.
Su Xiaoxin looked at the phone screen. The light from the screen shone on her face. Her fingers were typing on it, and her manicure clicked on it. She bit her lip, then deleted them all, looking at the names on the notes in a daze.
I walked barefoot on the messy floor and left the room. I went to the living room and opened the refrigerator. There was basically nothing in the refrigerator. I took out a bottle of green tea and drank it.
Feng Wuli pushed his bicycle out of the school gate, and his cellphone vibrated again. The school apparently did not allow cellphones to be carried around, and if caught, parents would be called to pick them up.
So he walked out the door and took it out again.
There was a bald prefect over there looking at him, and Feng Wuli lowered his head.
Mom: My place is also very close to your school.
Mom: It takes about twenty minutes to ride a bicycle.
Mom: Do you want to come and stay at Mom’s apartment?
Mom: I can also teach you Chinese. I heard that your Chinese is not very good? /Smile
Feng Wuli took a look, put the phone back into the bag, got on his bicycle and left.
Will she be upset if she refuses? I don't want to live with her even if I'm staying in someone else's house, but that's not what I said.
How can I say no?
Feng Wuli didn't want her to be sad.
Back on the old street, a lot of primary school students were making noise outside. One person had a mobile phone and was playing with it, and the others gathered around him.
There are customers coming to the incense and candle shop to buy some paper money. Wang Xilou is getting gold and silver ingots for the customers. In running this type of shop, the beautiful proprietress has no advantage. Moreover, these old ladies are really good at chatting. They can buy some incense and candles with Wang Xilou.
After chatting for half an hour, the little zombie couldn't hide any disturbances near the old street, even in several nearby urban villages, or in further communities.
These little gossipy zombies always like to listen to it, and talk to people with sullen faces. It seems that they are really bad at it.
Feng Wuli entered the backyard and then replied to his mother's message.
Feng Wuli: You are too busy working alone
Feng Wuli: I have a sister here who takes care of me. It’s okay. They are all very nice to me.
Feng Wuli: Or I can stay with you for a few days during the winter vacation?
The other side responded instantly.
Su Xiaoxin: Good
Su Xiaoxin: Mom, can I come to your place when you have time?
In the yard, a black cat lay on the stone table and squinted, lying down in a line. When someone came in, it raised its little head with an inexplicably enchanting posture, and then lowered it again, sweeping the tip of its tail.
Feng Wuli put Ye Ji on his lap, stroking the cat with one hand and typing back with the other.
Feng Wuli: OK
Feng Wuli: I’ll send you the address
Feng Wuli: But come over on the weekend, I might not be there during the week.
Su Xiaoxin: Go this weekend
Su Xiaoxin: It’s cold, wear more clothes
Su Xiaoxin: I’ll transfer two thousand to buy you some thicker clothes/smile
Almost unable to refuse, Feng Wuli received a WeChat transfer and had no choice but to accept it.
Ye Ji kept one eye open to see that he was done with his work. She turned over in his arms and said in a grandma's voice, "I just fell asleep, and you woke me up again."
She arched her back, stretched her body to an extreme length, and then turned over and lay on his lap.
"Why isn't Wanwan here to play with you?"
"I'm doing my homework upstairs."
Feng Wuli rubbed her head, squeezed his paws, held it on her face and sucked on it, and asked her to go up to Wanwan and read her a story. He had other things to do and would play with her tonight.
When Ye Ji turned into a beautiful girl with long black hair and went upstairs, Feng Wuli took out Shengqing's scales and rubbed them to let the spiritual power enter.
"I want to solve the problem of Wang Xilou's increasing consumption of spiritual power."
"looking for me?"
Feng Wuli turned around, and a middle-aged man with long flowing hair wearing beach shorts, a straw hat and sunglasses suddenly appeared from behind the yard.
"..."
This was not his true body, but a clone built by borrowing the spiritual power from Feng Wuli's scales. At the same time, Shengqing, who was thousands of miles away, also cast his sights here.
"Where have you been?"
"I drifted for seven days to a continent overseas, probably America. I couldn't understand what the people here said. I've seen young people over there learning this language, but I don't have the learning ability like humans. Anyway, I feel unfamiliar, and I have to use spiritual entanglement to divine what the other person means every time, and because the rules of this world are different from the rules of the great god Pangu, it will take me a long time to adapt."
"I have something to ask you."
"Say."
"..."
He paused and asked seriously: "I just meant, 'say', did I pronounce it wrong?" "
"That's right."
Shengqing's soul was wrapped in astrology and moon divination, and his desire for knowledge was too strong, so in ancient times he was keen to dress up in a concubine's clothes, go to discuss with anthropologists, and was willing to enlighten ignorant children.
Feng Wuli repeated his question.
"have no idea."
This is the first time Shengqing has responded so directly. Even if he doesn't know something, he can figure it out.
"Wang Xilou is already an immortal in terms of status. You can also see that she can ignore all the current hot weapons of mankind with just her skin. When she found you twelve years ago, as long as she takes back the Right Emperor from you. , she is the eighteenth immortal in the world and the sixth immortal among humans, but she refused. This opportunity has always existed for her."
Shengqing said this, naturally not to sow discord: "In the final analysis, I can only be regarded as a ghost fairy, a mortal fairy, a kind of false fairy, and her status as a corpse fairy has already
Well, I don’t have any information about the personality of an immortal. "
"It's impossible for Your Majesty to return it to her. This method is obviously not feasible."
If he really returns it secretly, the little zombie will stuff the right emperor back the next day and he will be scolded.
"Same." It seems that Shengqing doesn't have any good ideas.
"I'll give you a hexagram."
"Isn't it impossible to count?"
"It can't be calculated within the rules. Just circumvent these rules one by one and find a feasible way."
He held up his straw hat. It seemed like the wind was blowing over him just now:
"As long as I avoid Wang Xilou, figure out whether you can prevent a person from losing spiritual power, or how you can make a person obtain spiritual power independently..."
"That's really troublesome for you."
In the end, Shengqing actually figured out something, and after saying one word to Feng Wuli, he consumed his spiritual energy and turned it into bubbles.
"Ten years of eternal calamity."
Only then did Feng Wuli realize that he also had a youth version of the Ten Thousand Years of Eternal Tribulation, a time-based spirit entanglement that could be used to stop time on his body.
If we use this spiritual entanglement to stop time on the little zombie, will it stop her from leaking spiritual power?
However, this spiritual entanglement can only be used on oneself, or on dead objects that are judged to have no real spirit.
Zombies seem to be dead things too, right?
The little zombie came in from the front, glanced at Feng Wuli, came over and grabbed his hair like he petted a cat, messed up his hair and went to the kitchen with satisfaction.
"Wash your hands and get ready to eat."
That night, Feng Wuli turned on the TV and played with his mobile phone on the sofa.
The little zombie had taken a shower and walked out of the living room from the shower room wearing a loose yellow nightgown with a duck pattern. The skirt was more like a wide short-sleeved shirt and then stretched to cover her knees. Her calves were white and straight, and there was no trace of fat on her calves. She came out wearing a pair of open-toed slippers with a Nike logo.
He took a persimmon from the refrigerator and a fruit knife from the coffee table. With a dangerous look in his eyes, he gestured with the knife in front of Feng Wuli a little childishly, trying to scare his little apprentice.
My little apprentice ignored me, I’m so angry!
