Just now, they were taken away by people from the company, asked about their purpose for a long time, signed one agreement after another, and had to wear a spiritual power limiting device. They could refuse, but relevant personnel would follow them 24 hours a day. After death, the scope of activities is in a very small area, or they may be repatriated immediately.
The master and apprentice chose to follow the organization's arrangements.
This is what everyone is doing when traveling here. This is already considered as most practitioners are not allowed to set foot here at all.
The two of them put on a small ring on their ring finger. If they guessed correctly, it should be a creation of the spirit.
The moment he put it on, Feng Wuli's first reaction was that it was damn cold today, but he didn't rely solely on his spiritual power to keep out the cold. His physical fitness was already high, so it was okay.
The next day, the two happily climbed the Badaling Great Wall.
There were not as many people out to play on a snowy day as usual, mostly young people, in small groups.
"Look at that monument!" Wang Xilou pointed to the hero monument and pulled his young apprentice over to take a photo.
"It's much colder here than in the city." Feng Wuli was wearing a little less. He had not yet adapted to the feeling of not being able to mobilize his spiritual power.
There was an exclamation from the front.
The two of them looked around and saw that the clouds in the sky broke, and the golden sunshine shone on the distant mountains that had been snowed for several times. Silver snakes danced wildly, and wax figures appeared.
"It's so beautiful!" The little zombie was lying on the side of the city wall looking at it, and asked him to come over and take pictures.
Come over after the photoshoot to see how it goes.
Feng Wuli found that the memory on her phone was not enough. When she looked at the photos, she saw how many photos she had taken, and 90% of them were actually hers.
Ninety percent of them are photos taken by old people in the past, all of them when I was a child.
She was in high spirits and suddenly walked quickly to a corner, with Feng Wuli following behind.
When he reached the corner, a ball of snow blew into his face, breaking into countless pieces and falling.
Then I saw Wang Xilou laughing and making a goose call in front of me.
Feng Wuli silently took two quick steps, trying to get closer first, but the little zombie saw through the plan, so she distanced herself and provoked him.
When she was caught, Feng Wuli put on her sweater and hat, and then tightened the rope of the sweatshirt. Wang Xilou's whole face was wrapped, and he pulled her away by the rope. The little zombie staggered and heard the words under her hat. The voice was distorted, and he kept shouting something like, face, wrong, I am your master, and the like.
When we came down, we took the cable car. Opposite us was a family of four. Our daughter was in high school. From time to time, we took a peek at Feng Wuli.
After getting off the cable car, the little zombie laughed.
"That girl just kept looking at you."
"I should have asked her for her contact information just now." Feng Wuli regretted.
"Go and bring back a disciple-wife for Master."
Feng Wuli couldn't be bothered to pay attention to her, and she didn't care if she was asking for trouble, and started talking to him about other nonsense.
I had fried noodles for lunch. Hey, that’s authentic!
Go to the Forbidden City in the afternoon.
The Forbidden City that has snowed is less solemn and more girlish, with proud snow standing on the branches, pear blossoms sticking out of the tile roof of the red wall, white tiles and red walls, and silver trees with red shadows.
Overall, the Forbidden City gave both master and apprentice a very pleasant feeling.
The white snow borders the red wall, and the branches fall into pieces.
Feng Wuli bought the little zombie a red ancient-style cloak. It was like the cloaks worn by concubines in the Qing Dynasty dramas in winter. It had white velvet on the collar. When she wore it, she felt like she could not survive two episodes of "The Legend of Zhen Huan". .
At about five o'clock, the sun became brighter and gentler, and the gilded shadows of the cornices hit the red wall. The little girl in a vermilion cloak stood on the snow with countless pale pink begonia petals flying, smiling innocently. Feng Wuli captured this scene.
He took a lot of photos.
There are simple beautiful scenes, little zombies in crude and silly poses, and there are also photos of two people together.
While eating, he picked four and posted them on Moments.
The caption is just four words, year after year, and then I stopped looking at Moments.
At almost 11 o'clock in the evening, the hotel's smart door lock rang and was then pushed open.
Wang Xilou took the lead in entering the house and turned on the light at the entrance. After a few clicks, he found that it was not on.
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"What's going on? The power is out?" She repeated several times and it still didn't turn on. "The light can't be turned on."
Feng Wuli was silent for a moment and closed the door silently: "How can it not be lit? There is electricity in the corridor outside, so stop playing."
"What? It really doesn't light up!"
"Let me take a look."
The master and the apprentice were thinking about how to turn on the light. Yesterday, it was all fine. Wang Xilou was still looking at me, but the power was out. They called the front desk to ask. Feng Wuli was almost done playing. He made a groove next to the electric switch. After inserting the key card, the room suddenly lit up.
Wang Xilou: "..."
I punched him, turned around and lay down on the bed, with a large font lying on the bed.
"This bed is so soft. I'm so exhausted. Master said that I don't like coming here. It's really tiring to not be able to use my spiritual power. Follow, follow..." She was stupid and couldn't find any words to describe it for a moment: "With that Something like that."
"Same as a prisoner in a labor camp."
"However, they reimbursed us for our travel expenses, provided us with smooth access to various tourist attractions, and recommended many interesting places to us."
The little zombie is obviously very excited. She is very persistent in free things and discounts. After all, she and the aunt in the old street went to the supermarket at four o'clock in the morning to rush to buy fruits and vegetables on sale, especially fruits that she could not afford to eat at ordinary times.
Wang Xilou was planning where to take him to play tomorrow. She was excitedly lying on the bed with her mobile phone to read. There was a heater in the room. She was so hot that she took off all her clothes and wore ugly gray long johns and thermal underwear.
After a day of wind blowing, Feng Wuli felt that his head was a little swollen and he didn't want to talk. He thought it would be much better if he went back indoors, but when he entered the room from the cold, his breath became even more disordered.
He scratched his head, guessing that his spiritual power was too great, and his body suffered from stress after being suppressed: "I'm going to take a shower first."
"oh."
There was a gurgling sound in the bathroom. After taking a bath, he came out in his pajamas and climbed onto the bed to lull the little zombie who was staring at his phone.
"Don't make trouble, master hasn't taken a shower yet." Wang Xilou looked at the phone and pinched his little apprentice's face with one hand.
"I'll go back the day after tomorrow."
"knew."
"I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go to bed first."
"That's right, concubine, please warm the bed and wait for Master to visit you."
Feng Wuli didn't want to pay attention to her, and he felt a little dizzy.
"Wait a minute and help me charge my phone. The charger is in my bag."
Wang Xilou sat on the bedside and looked at her phone. First she fumbled with the browser, and then searched for fun places. Unconsciously, it was almost twelve o'clock, and her nightlife had just begun. She put down her phone for the time being and prepared to take a bath.
He took another look at the little apprentice sleeping neatly next to him. He looked peaceful with his eyes closed.
She chuckled, leaned forward and kissed her on the face, turned over and dismounted, opened her bag, took out a change of clothes and entered the shower room.
Feng Wuli opened his eyes drowsily, turned over, and took a long breath. The light in the room went out, the light in the bathroom was turned on, the sound of water dripping, and the figure of the little zombie could be vaguely seen through the frosted glass.
Then he fell asleep again.
After a while, the quilt was lifted, and he opened his eyes and saw a woman with disheveled hair sitting on the bedside, the light of the mobile phone screen shining on her face.
Wang Xilou smells so good, he thought to himself.
After an unknown amount of time, the man lay down and crawled into his arms.
He didn't know how long it took before he was shaken awake by someone around him.
"What's wrong?"
He was a little confused and saw the little zombie in pajamas kneeling beside the bed, frowning.
She wasn't as playful as usual, nor was she too serious. She just stated the facts calmly: "You are having a fever."
"What time is it now?"
The lights in the room were turned on very brightly. Feng Wuli looked at the curtains. The curtains were opaque and he couldn't tell what time it was.
"It's not four o'clock yet." Her voice was still cold and calm. Wang Xilou, who was no longer laughing and joking, was completely different from the daytime.
"Maybe I was caught in the cold. I don't have the spiritual energy to withstand the cold and I'm not used to it."
Feng Wuli realized that his nasal voice was a bit thick, but he didn't care too much. He put his heavy head back on the pillow and said, "You will be fine tomorrow after a good sleep. The fever proves that the body is recovering on its own."
"Get up and get dressed, I'll take you to the hospital."
Feng Wuli felt that this woman was a little annoyed, so he turned over and ignored her, and wrapped himself up in the quilt. This look was very similar to those who only eat and sleep after marriage, and paid no attention to anything else. useless man.
"Obey, Master will take you to the hospital for a checkup." Wang Xilou's voice was very gentle, he pushed his back and said in a coaxing tone: "Be good, don't be so angry."
"I told you to just take a nap and it'll be fine."
Wang Xilou began to chatter in his ears annoyingly, whispering like he was coaxing a big child. Feng Wuli was so annoyed that he sat up with a very unhappy face.
"Master, let me get you some clothes and put them on." She spoke in a very quiet voice, or the environment was very quiet now, after all, it was three or four in the morning.
Feng Wuli didn't want to talk, and watched her busy in silence. The room was still warm, and he wasn't so sick that he didn't have the strength to put on clothes, but he was obviously a little irritable because of the discomfort.
He complained: "What kind of hospital are you going to? If you don't wake me up, I won't even wake up tomorrow."
Wang Xilou tried his best to speak in accordance with his anger and not to get angry with him, "Here, put this on."
"These are your clothes, they are too small."
"Who asked you to come here wearing so little? It's more than ten degrees below zero outside, so the cold is causing trouble. Wait a minute."
"You're so annoying."
"Put on your scarf as well, and put on Master's hat." She muttered vaguely, but arranged it in an orderly manner.
He also had body heat when he was a child, but he didn't even have time to take medicine. He drank a cup of hot water and squinted for a while, and then he was alive and kicking. He has never had any illness since he was a child.
The master and apprentice went out. It was covered with heavy snow outside. There was no pedestrian on the whole street. Occasionally, a car would pass by.
I just asked the front desk where there is a hospital nearby, and the front desk pointed them to a small clinic a few hundred meters away, which is usually open 24 hours a day.
The master and apprentice walked over and found that it was closed.
The little zombie didn't know how to take a ride on Didi. After thinking about it for a long time, Feng Wuli used his mobile phone to book a ride and is still waiting for someone to take the order.
One second I was hugging Master in a warm bed, and the next second I was standing on the street in the windy and snowy early morning. Looking to both sides of the street, I saw nothingness as dark as an abyss. The car roofs and green bushes on the roadside, The steps were covered with a thick layer of snow, and the pale light from the street lamps reflected misty light on the snow.
Feng Wuli felt that there could be no worse situation than this. Inexplicably, he felt that the atmosphere was very similar to the scene of a tragic drama. If he had a tragic life experience, he would have written the beginning of a million-word revenge article.
Glancing next to him, he saw that the little zombie was wearing thin clothes and was holding his shoulders on one side, looking very cold.
He made a sarcastic remark: "I told you not to go to the hospital, but you just didn't listen."
"..." Wang Xilou accepted the situation and adjusted Feng Wuli's scarf, "Are you cold?"
"I'm wearing such thick clothes, I'm almost sweating from the heat." He still blamed the man for pulling him out.
"Obey, Master's little man."
Wang Xilou patiently tried to comfort him with a very gentle tone. He tied the scarf on his little apprentice and reached out to touch his forehead. He felt it was still very hot. He looked at the screen on his phone and it showed that a driver had already taken the order and he would arrive in three minutes. .
But Feng Wuli almost wore a down jacket when she came to the capital, so she let her apprentice wear all her clothes. It was too cold on the roadside now.
The next second, she fell into a very warm embrace, her frozen face buried in his chest, the little apprentice's chin rested on her head, and all the cold wind was blocked out.
It turned out that the little apprentice opened the feather and hugged her into his arms.
Wang Xilou was startled. She suddenly thought of the CCTV10 documentary she was watching at home. In it, a lion cub was followed by a lioness. The little lion was lively and active, chasing its own tail and running around to follow the lioness' feet. If he is naughty and refuses to leave, he will be bitten by the lioness on the back of the neck and leave. After two or three years, the little lion will
He has grown into a male lion. He is much more powerful and taller than the lioness, but the lioness still wants to bite him on the back of the neck and carry him away.
"It's rare that I go out to play with you, but I actually caught a cold." His voice became hoarse and he seemed to have a serious fever.
It has been difficult for him to get sick since he was a child, not to mention that he had Suo Guan to defend himself, so how could he be cold. As a result, as soon as he lost his Suo Guan ability, he immediately got cold.
Wang Xilou chuckled.
"No, don't you think it's quite interesting?"
She huddled in Feng Wuli's arms, raised her head, poked his chest with her chin, wrapped her arms around his back under the feathers, and said with a smile, "We originally went out to play, but ended up standing on the deserted street in the snow at night. , Master will take you to the hospital later. If you just play around with Master, what will be left behind in the end will be just a bunch of photos. After decades or hundreds of years, we, master and disciple, may not be able to remember what happened today. It's over, but now, Master dares to guarantee it, you must remember that we waited for the bus on the dark street with heavy snow at four o'clock in the morning, and then went to the hospital. Master thinks it’s interesting to experience this.”
She suddenly said, "Do you think all normal people are like this? It's a pity that you rarely got sick when you were a child, and Master never tried to take you to the hospital at night."
Feng Wuli smiled, his nose was red, and white smoke came out of the corner of his mouth, which slowly dissipated under the street lights.
Wang Xilou raised his neck and looked at him: "Are you feeling very uncomfortable?"
He didn't answer, the two looked at each other under the street lights in the dark night, Feng Wuli tilted his head and kissed them.
Wang Xilou was stunned, slowly closed her eyes, and tilted her head, letting the hot body temperature erode her lips and teeth, plundering, counter-plundering, and being bitten, she also clumsily caught the other person and nibbled lightly. Their breaths mingled together between their noses, and the mist that mingled under the streetlights in the vast snowy sky quickly dissipated.
This man deliberately mischievous, and gradually stopped lowering his head halfway through the kiss. Wang Xilou could only stand on tiptoes, and finally the soles of his feet were at an angle of seventy degrees to the ground, and he raised his head, revealing his fair and delicate neck.
Snow fell on the two of them.
There was a car coming this way from a distance, so Feng Wuli let go.
Wang Xilou was in a daze and forgot about everything. He didn't know why he stopped kissing him. He was still standing on tiptoes, confusedly pulling his little apprentice to continue asking for it. Then he realized that the taxi was coming, so he blushed and pursed his lips.
He spat: "I'm still thinking about this when I'm sick."
"To deepen your impression, you will also remember that the two of us kissed on the street for three minutes in the middle of the night."
Wang Xilou angrily pinched his face and pulled it, trying to save his master's face and pretending that the person just now was not him.
The master and apprentice got into the car. When they arrived at the hospital, Feng Wuli felt very uncomfortable and went to the emergency room. The doctor was an aunt in her forties.
The lights in the hospital were dim, and Feng Wuli sat outside, watching the little zombie frowning and taking down the doctor's words carefully, where to pay, where to get injections, and where to get IV drips.
"You sit here and rest for a while, Master handed over the money."
Feng Wuli sat down obediently and looked at the clumsy but reliable-looking back of the little zombie. He suddenly felt that he had looked at her back like this when he was a child, so he felt very at ease.
It was almost half past five when I finished two bottles of intravenous drip. The snow had stopped outside the hospital and the sky was bright outside. Thinking of tonight's experience, Feng Wuliang would probably remember it for a long time.
He turned around and looked at the little zombie who was sleeping holding one of his arms, and sighed helplessly in his heart.
There is no escort sleeping soundly beside him.
Sure enough, the little zombies are just little zombies, and they are not reliable at all.
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