Taking the old lady out for the first time was not smooth.
Outside, there are stone buildings as high as mountains, square buildings forming a dense forest, strange costumes of people on the roadside, and iron beasts that are so fast that they are invisible on the road.
Is this hell?
What terrible place has she come to?
Wang Xilou stepped back as soon as he went out, his legs were still trembling, and he refused to take a step out for any reason.
"Come on, didn't you say you wanted to go out for something to eat?"
"I, I'm a little scared."
This was the first time for Feng Wuli to see such a delicate Wang Xilou. He frowned, his eyes were watery, and his pear blossoms were filled with rain.
"Don't be afraid, am I not with you?"
"Are we familiar?" she cried.
Feng Wuli scratched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Wang Xilou refused to go out, and she was a little afraid that the man would force her to leave, but she didn't expect that the man actually sat down in the yard.
"If you don't want to go out, don't go out. You'll be scared. It's because I didn't take good care of you. Let's go out again when you're not scared anymore." He really didn't know how to take care of others, so he could only fumble step by step.
Wang Xilou saw a yard of flowers, which were very beautiful.
She loved it.
"I want to go back to Laoniuping..." she said weakly.
"You can't go back, you can't go back."
Wang Xilou's eyes widened: "Why can't you go back? Didn't you just say you would take me back?"
"I just lied to you. Yingtian Mansion is thousands of kilometers away from here. If you leave, it will take several months. Even if you go back, you will find that Lao Niuping is gone, and so is Yingtian Mansion."
"No, no more? Why no more?"
Feng Wuli didn't answer and asked directly: "Let me ask you, what year is it now?"
Wang Xilou was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "Chunxi thirteen years... No, fourteen years?"
"Do you think it's Chunxi's fourteenth year now?"
What does she feel?
Did she remember it wrong again?
Wang Xilou nodded naively.
"Wrong, it's not the fourteenth year of Chunxi, nor the fifteenth or sixteenth year. It's now 2017 AD, more than eight hundred years after Chunxi's fourteenth year." Feng Wuli told her seriously. :
"Chunxi's fourteenth year was already eight hundred years ago."
"..."
"..."
Feng Wuli glanced at her.
The woman was not surprised, nor did she say it was impossible, calling him nonsense, showing a look of disbelief and feeling that she was lying to her. Instead, she became extremely calm and calm after listening to his words.
If it were someone else, they would definitely think that she is someone who does big things without changing her attitude even when the mountains are falling before her eyes.
Only Feng Wuli knew.
Aunt Wang simply didn't understand.
She couldn't understand what it meant to be eight hundred years later.
Feng Wuli was very patient and talked with her for about half an hour in a question-and-answer format. He said that this place was more than 840 years away from the time she lived.
He also told her that when she embarked on spiritual practice, she was no longer a mortal, pursuing immortality, and had lived for more than 800 years. She was now undergoing a very important practice, and something might have gone wrong. She suddenly couldn’t remember anything about the practice. Everything, I only remember the memory when I was a mortal.
Wang Xilou didn't know whether she should believe it or not. In addition to being uneasy, she was also confused.
"You didn't lie to me?"
"I kid you not."
"You just lied to me."
"Sorry, I just wanted to take you to visit the home of a highly respected immortal and ask about your current situation."
"Then don't you have to go now?"
Feng Wuli raised his phone and said, "I just asked using another method. Master Qingdi analyzed it and said it should be normal."
"Aren't you always here? How did you ask?"
"I have this magical instrument that can communicate across thousands of miles. Even if I'm far away, I can still get in touch."
Her eyes widened: "It's really, really amazing."
In the first stage of returning to Yang, you need to deceive the rules and make them recognize your identity as a human being. If you want to deceive God, you need to believe that you are a human being first.
So she temporarily forgot her memories of becoming a zombie.
When exactly do you remember it?
Lord Qingdi doesn’t know either.
Headache.
He glanced at Wang Xilou, who was sitting upright, like a primary school student. When the other person looked at him, he immediately tensed up and sat even more obediently.
Suddenly I thought it was quite fun.
But I still hope she will remember it soon.
"Remember it quickly, otherwise I will have to take care of you."
"I'm sorry..." Wang Xilou chose to lower his head to apologize. She was vaguely aware that she was now under the eaves and had to lower her head.
"No need to say sorry to me."
"Oh..." She thought for a while and asked, "Then what is our relationship?"
"..." Feng Wuli said, "Master and apprentice."
"Ah?" Wang Xilou tilted his head to the left.
"I really want to say that I am your master, but the fact is that I am your apprentice. You adopted me twelve years ago and have been taking care of me since then. So this is actually my home and your home."
"Ah?" Wang Xilou tilted his head to the right.
Feng Wuli couldn't help but laugh.
Wang Xilou looks like he is no different from usual, he is very cute.
Feng Wuli took her upstairs and found a thick photo album in her room. The first time she saw such a thing as a photo, she was shocked. She thought it turned a person into a piece of paper, but she thought that there were eight hundred Years later, I had to temporarily suppress the shock in my heart.
Then she saw a picture of herself.
Oh, I'm so beautiful!
Among the hundreds of photos in this album, her own photos account for only one-tenth.
The remaining half is a photo of herself and a little boy, and the other half is a photo of the boy alone. She smiles happily in every photo, while the boy always has a straight face.
As she was lifted back, her appearance never changed, but the boy was getting taller day by day, and by the time he was lifted three-quarters of the way, he was already taller than her.
The last picture shows her wrapping her arms around his neck, hanging on the other person's body... It's really indiscreet!
She blushed, quickly closed it, and glanced at the person next to her, but the other person didn't say anything.
She cautiously asked the man next to her, hunched her neck and asked weakly: "Apprentice, apprentice?"
Feng Wuli nodded.
"So I am the master."
Feng Wuli nodded again.
Wang Xilou already believed it, but she just couldn't believe it. After looking at these photos, she looked at this man again, and she felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy. She wanted to touch him and ask him why he had grown so big all of a sudden. .
But after all, she is still a young lady and cannot behave inappropriately.
"Can you cook now?" Feng Wuli asked her.
"Yes, I can do it." She nodded.
"Forget it, you don't know how to use the current stove."
"I cook delicious food," she emphasized.
"I know, let's have takeout tonight."
"What's the takeaway?"
“Someone else cooks the food and delivers it to us.”
"Are we that rich? There are people who specially bring food here."
Very good, she has started to talk about us, which is a big progress for her to no longer resist herself. Feng Wuli explained: "You have to pay."
"Do we have enough money? There is a little bit of sewing in my clothes..." She was about to say that she still had some money, but suddenly realized that the clothes she was wearing were not hers.
"Enough money."
"Oh." Wang Xilou chose to listen to his newly recognized disciple.
(End of chapter)
