"Batista Bomb Drop!"
"Irish Cross!"
"This move is...ah, don't! Don't use this move on me, Po slave!"
"I beg you!!"
There was a loud noise in the room, and Feng Wuli looked back with some worry. Fortunately, they were in a duplex. They would not disturb the people downstairs by making noise like this. He sighed. There were so many people in the house who could not relax at all. He went Fill up the cat food that only left one-third of Ye Ji's food.
Yeji rarely ate cat food before, but as a child she didn't eat well at home. When she went to school to eat lunch at the day care center with her friends, she miraculously ate by herself. Ye Ji felt the same way. She probably went to work at the cat cafe next door. After seeing other cats eating so deliciously, she also started to eat the cat food obediently.
Is this right? This is what a cat should look like. Whose cat can eat two mouthfuls of cat food and suddenly transform from the ground into a beautiful girl with long black legs, hugging people’s thighs and clamoring for KFC food? Cats should eat it. Cat food.
Feng Wuli looked at the cat food for a long time, picked up one, looked at it, and tasted it briefly.
I almost cried out.
The dogs won't eat it.
He thought about it and mixed the half-bitten piece of cat food into Ye Ji's bowl. It couldn't be wasted.
"Get up quickly." He turned around and shouted towards the second floor, but no one paid attention to him for a long time.
"Po slave?" He shouted again.
"Ouch! I'm up, I'm putting on my shoes!" Po Nu's voice came from upstairs.
Feng Wuli was a little suspicious, so he picked up the garbage bag and went out.
In the room upstairs, classmate Ponu, who only had a small blue triangle of fabric on his body, threw himself on the earth after the cat, listened to the sound of the door closing downstairs with his ears, and then glanced at Ye Ji threateningly, He signaled her not to bother him, otherwise he would still have a lot of tricks to use!
Jump out of bed, cover your body, close the curtains and door and turn on the air conditioner, rustle back into the quilt, hug the soft and fragrant Chifu and fall asleep.
"Aren't you about to get up?" Chifu asked drowsily.
"Sleep for another twenty minutes. Don't worry, I've set the alarm clock and I'll call you later."
"Hmm~" Her voice was delicate, and she suddenly felt something was wrong: "...Where are my clothes?" Why did she feel so empty on her upper body?
"Oh! Didn't I take it off for you last night because you were so hot that you were sweating?"
"That's it, thank you Po Nu."
"Harm! My dear sisters, that's a must! Your skin is nice and smooth!"
Chifuji rubbed his eyes sleepily, yawned and shed tears. When he was about to fall asleep again, he seemed to realize something was wrong... Did someone come in just now?
It seemed like the quilt had been lifted off them.
"..." She opened a third of her eyes.
"??" His eyes opened two thirds.
"!!" It opened completely.
In the early morning, Ponu was hit with an Irish cross by two people one after another.
"Chifu! We are here to help you!"
"Break it, break it! Neck neck!"
"You must be sick when riding a horse! Why do you take off my clothes when you sleep naked!?"
"Look at our...Irish cross!"
…
When he arrived at Cultural Street at nine-thirty, he saw a flower shop. The lady who ran the flower shop was really beautiful and was busy in her apron. He checked the time and saw that there was still time, so he went in to tease the flower girl.
The molestation failed and she was dragged into doing hard labor.
Feng Wuli moved the flowers outside, while she sat in the shop with her legs crossed, holding an old lunch box that could be kept warm.
In the lunch box was today's breakfast, pork offal noodles. Feng Wuli got up half an hour later than her. She went out while he was brushing his teeth and washing up. He thought she had eaten breakfast before going out, but she didn't expect to bring it to the store to eat.
It's past nine o'clock in the summer, the morning mist gradually dissipates, the sunshine is brilliant and dense, the city is like a mirage in the desert, so bright and transparent yet as imaginary as a phantom. When the door of the piano store next door is pushed open, Feng Wuli hears a burst of sound. The voice of the saxophone was melodious and soothing. Before the golden world began to heat up, a row of white doves flew in the distance. Feng Wuli held two pots of flowers in his hands, one pot was a narcissus lily and the other was not.
The morning is so beautiful, Feng Wuli thought.
After he moved two pots of flowers, he walked back and looked at Wang Xilou in the store, who was eating breakfast with his back slightly hunched and his legs crossed. The zombie seemed to be in a beautiful mood all the time. He was humming something in a low voice when he saw him come in. , picked up a piece of pork liver, smiled, and motioned for him to come over and eat.
"All the moving is done, I'm going to school."
Feng Wuli walked over, squatted down a little, and bit his chopsticks.
"I'm eating Master's saliva again," she said.
Then she picked up a piece of pork loin and was very keen on feeding it to herself. Feng Wuli felt that she was raising pigs and that they could be slaughtered and eaten when they were very fat, just like the pig offal in her bowl.
So he refused to be fed.
"Eat another piece." Her tone was like coaxing a child, as if she wanted to eat more and grow up.
"I don't like eating pig offal."
"Picky eater! I really don't know what you like to eat."
"Is there dragon liver and phoenix marrow?"
"Do you want to eat?" Wang Xilou's tone was very exciting, as if he was waiting for Feng Wuli to give him permission to hunt. He nodded and immediately went to catch a real dragon for him and kill it.
She rolled up her sleeves and said, "Master only takes a little bit of someone's meat, and it won't hurt anyone's life."
Feng Wuli was speechless, "If you want to eat fairy meat, Wang Xilou, cut off two ounces of meat and fry some cabbage sum tonight."
Wang Xilou frowned and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "The meat on the calf may be more delicious, so remember to come back for dinner tonight."
Did she know what horrible thing she was talking about? Feng Wuli's face hurt and he reached out and flicked her forehead.
Completely unbreakable.
He flicked it again, and Wang Xilou groaned in pain, covering his forehead and glaring at him angrily.
It's really powerful. His brain-destroying damage was far greater than that of Kungunir, the artifact thrown by Odin, he thought with a smile.
"I told you not to think about weird things."
"That's a great supplement, isn't it? It will definitely increase your power! It's also good for your practice. Look at the weakling like you, don't you want to suppress the master one day?"
"Didn't I get over it last night..."
"Strength, Master means strength!" She put the lunch box aside on the counter, stood up, and without putting down the sleeves she had just rolled up, she flexed her biceps like a bodybuilder in front of him.
Her arms were greasy and delicate, with no muscles at all.
"You can't beat me now." He smiled and his head collapsed again. The pain made Wang Xilou scream and hold his head in defense.
He raised his head and looked at him fiercely. Two tiger teeth gradually popped out. He looked like he was getting angry. Feng Wuli didn't dare to continue to act recklessly.
But when she thought that this man was a bit yandere and out of line, in her mind, she wanted to achieve some goals for him, she could temporarily abandon common sense, and maybe she could actually secretly remove a rib in the kitchen and make soup for him to drink. That would be really awesome. horrible.
"Don't think about those horrible things. Do you really want me to eat your flesh?"
Wang Xilou squatted on the ground and rolled his eyes: "Just kidding, I see you are still impatient. Humor, do you understand humor? Go on, go to school."
After all, when she thought about it, it could grow again and speed up his cultivation. It was completely worthless!
Feng Wuli had a headache. It would be terrifying if she really messed up a good daily routine. He had said that he would not use Yang Shen to control her, but unexpectedly he still used it. "Don't think about what happened just now."
Wang Xilou just felt enlightened. She seemed to have just figured out some magical little trick that would greatly increase her apprentice's cultivation. She was going to use it quietly tonight, but it didn't seem like she had.
What was I just thinking about?
Hiss, that’s weird.
She stood up from crouching with her head in her arms, looked around unconsciously, and saw that Feng Wuli was still in the store, and asked, "What time is it? You haven't gone to school yet, why are you still here?"
Feng Wuli looked at Wang Xilou with a complicated mood.
He can control a woman with just one thought, and this woman is the most important thing to him. This gap gives him an unreal feeling that the world is an illusion.
"Why are you looking at Master like this?"
"Hey, hey, why don't you go to school?"
After a long time, Feng Wuli sighed: "Don't always make me worry too much."
Wang Xilou stared at him with big eyes.
"I'm not going to class today. I want to stay with you in the store." He said this and went to put on his work clothes.
"??" Wang Xilou raised his eyebrows: "You want to skip class?"
"You can't say you're skipping classes. Since the course selection system hasn't been closed yet, the first week's classes are not formal classes. They won't take roll calls and won't teach anything, so it's okay not to go."
Of course, there is no such thing as not going, it's just to fool Wang Xilou.
"Why don't you go all of a sudden?"
"Want to stay with you for a while."
Wang Xilou was a little disbelieving, holding his chest and looking suspicious: "When did you become so clingy?"
"I just used your Yangshen to control you."
Wang Xilou looked confused: "What did you do?"
"Make you forget something."
"hiss……"
"Isn't it scary? I asked you to forget everything. Do you regret it? Give me Yang Shen."
He had already put on his work apron and decided to stay with her to look at the store today. In fact, he had not seen the store with her during the day for fourteen consecutive days of military training.
"Big or small?"
Do you still divide big and small things? Feng Wuli thought for a while and said, "It should be a trivial matter."
Wang Xilou frowned. This man was awkward. He was very resistant to the fact that he handed Yang Shen over to him. But he could use Yang Shen to control the things he had forgotten, and then it was trivial matters. Wang Xilou thought a little. Don't understand what it could be.
"It's up to you."
"Aren't you angry?" Feng Wuli asked.
"no."
She got up and took the insulated food box to wash, and put it to dry in the back room. As if nothing really mattered, she stretched and her beautiful figure was clearly visible. After about five minutes, she came over and asked:
"What is going on? Master really wants to know!"
She felt itchy!
"Can you please remind Master, what is going on? I forgot something this morning. Please remind Master, Master promises to listen to you!"
This feeling is like going out and suddenly thinking whether the door at home is closed or not. The farther away from home, the more you think about it!
Feng Wuli was still pruning flowers and plants, and rolled his eyes at her, "Go ahead and feel uncomfortable, I won't tell you anyway."
"Say~"
"Did not say."
"Don't tell me! Don't tell me how to serve!"
"Forget it again." He put down the scissors and prepared to turn on the computer.
Wang Xilou immediately stopped where he was.
He scratched his head and didn't know what he was doing. When he saw Feng Wuli sitting in front of the computer, he went over to see what the young apprentice was doing when he turned on the computer: "What are you doing? Do you want to watch Master show you how to beat zombies?"
Just refresh the status directly.
Feng Wuli looked at her and sighed: "Look, without Yang Shen, you are just like a toy."
"What are you talking about?" Wang Xilou looked confused.
Feng Wuli told her what just happened.
Wang Xilou let out a long hiss and acted panicked, but in fact he was acting, trying to get him to tell her what he had forgotten in the first place.
Feng Wuli won't be fooled, he is still yin and yang and blaming her for being stupid, and the yang and the gods are doing it randomly. I hope you won't regret it.
"It's not as exaggerated as you said."
Wang Xilou's tone was weak. In fact, she didn't think anything of it at all. She just looked at her apprentice who seemed a little angry, so she calmed down. At this time, she would not be angry and say, "I am the master, what's your tone?" , no one in the family is absolutely strong when getting along, everyone accommodates each other, she muttered: "It's too much to say that they are like toys."
"Raise your left hand."
Wang Xilou looked at his left hand and raised it on his own.
"Turn around."
The flower shop owner turned around in a circle.
"Jump."
Wang Xilou did as he was told, a little annoyed, and said stubbornly: "Then at most, at most I am just following your orders. If I don't give it to Yang Shen, I can still listen to you."
Feng Wuli pointed his hand: "Please be happy!"
I don’t know why, but I suddenly became so happy! Wang Xilou pursed his lips to prevent himself from laughing so obviously, but he couldn't stop himself. He turned around and squatted down to snicker.
He pointed again: "Please be sad!"
"..."
Tears fell from Douda's eyes, and sadness seemed to flow backwards into a river. Wang Xilou's eyes were red and his shoulders were shaking.
Then I experienced more than a dozen emotions in succession. In addition to simple joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, some very complex ones were also added, such as:
'My mother was about to come back, and suddenly I remembered the urgency of not finishing the housework she assigned when she went out. '
"I was about to graduate and confessed my love to my high school goddess who I had a crush on for three years. After the news was sent out, the goddess ignored her anxiety and regret for five minutes, and at the same time she was mixed with a trace of expectation. '
'As a great poet who cared about the country and the people, he felt sad and angry when a group of children in Nancun took away the thatch from the hut in his old age. '
Ouch! She herself didn't know how she would feel when encountering the above things, and now that she has experienced them all, it feels really fun!
Wang Xilou had just finished the "Lin Daiyu Personality Experience Card" and said quickly: "Let's do that again, that kind of... In this way, I am now Zhao Ling'er in "Sword of Sword One", the one played by Liu Yifei." She pointed with her sword with both hands. , seems to be holding some magical power.
"Oh, okay..." Feng Wuli felt strange.
its not right! Why, in the end, she didn't seem to regret giving the Yangshen to her at all, but instead, the man had a lot of fun.
Wang Xilou was looking at the surroundings strangely, "Huh? Where is this? Why is Ling'er here?"
His tone was also very innocent, looking at everything around him curiously.
She really turned into Zhao Ling'er. Of course she was not possessed by the fictional Zhao Ling'er in the movies and TV series. It was just the character, memories, and preferences of Zhao Ling'er in Feng Wuli's memory that were projected onto Wang Xilou.
Does she know the seriousness of this matter?
Feng Wuli silently looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar woman in front of him. He was familiar because of her appearance, but unfamiliar because of the present soul of this body.
If he is willing, then this person will always be the non-existent Zhao Ling'er, and Wang Xilou's personality will never come back.
Or maybe he can go on a date with Zhao Ling'er today, walk around the world with Xiao Longnu tomorrow, go shopping with Xiao Xun'er the day after tomorrow, and go to class with Senior Sister Mai the day after tomorrow, Wang Xilou? That's fine. If you're in a good mood, let her come back.
Maybe she would also say, isn't this great? Master can be whatever you like him to be, and you can always like him... After all, he is a yandere.
Maybe she never had the concept of Wang Xilou. Her body without Yang Shen has long been turned into a puddle of plastic clay. Feng Wuli can shape her into whatever shape she wants. Wait until she comes back again. Wang Xilou's personality was just a Wang Xilou he created. Maybe when she gave Yangshen to him, all the behaviors and personality preferences of the woman in front of him were just what he subconsciously thought he should be. so.
If that were the case, that would be terrible!
No, so to put it this way, when Wang Xilou usually beats himself up, does he subconsciously think that she will beat him up? Does that mean you can control your subconscious in this way and get beaten less...
No, Yang Shen must return it to her!
So in order to return the Yang God to her, she also has to practice hard and strive to become an immortal as soon as possible?
Wang Xilou, is this part of your plan? !
Feng Wuli's face looked uncertain.
Start practicing hard tomorrow!
"Brother, do you know where this is?" Zhao Linger's version of Wang Xilou looked a little pitiful.
Feng Wuli had a headache. He would have known better not to play such boring things with her. He forced himself not to think about that terrible possibility and said to her: "Change back."
Wang Xilou blinked, feeling a little regretful: "Why don't you play anymore? It's quite interesting." For her, it was an immersive role-playing.
"No more fun, no more fun, there are more people outside, some guests will come in later."
"Okay! Master wants to pretend to be Hua Qiangu next time." She said with a smile, Feng Wuli rolled her eyes, the computer has been turned on: 360 Startup Assistant reminds you that your computer startup time is 18 seconds, defeated 98.8% of users. Feng Wuli was very pleased to see it. It was indeed the installation skill he learned online, it was amazing.
no! Who assigned him 360 Security Guard? !
His face turned dark, trying to figure out how to uninstall this rogue thing.
Wang Xilou also leaned over to watch him play on the computer, pouting and pretending to be cute, and said, "Download that driving game for Master. Master doesn't know how to download it, and he will download a bunch of junk software later."
"QQ Speed?"
"right!"
"When you download something, you should check to see if he has asked you to check something else. He will automatically check a lot of other software for you, and you will download them all as soon as you click OK... QQ If you want to fly, you can just search the official website in your browser."
Feng Wuli opened the browser and installed the game for her. Wang Xilou sat next to him and listened carefully, and suddenly said: "By the way, can you let Master put his hand down first?"
"Huh? Sorry, put it down."
The lowered hand twisted his ear.
…
Po Nu probably stayed up all night again last night, so Feng Wuli called back and said he would give her the morning off today.
He took over the job of the flower delivery angel and drove a battery car to deliver flowers all morning.
Some of the people who received flowers had ordered some "January Flowers", "Weekly Flowers" and other activities from them, and had flowers delivered to their door regularly; some added their store's WeChat account and asked if they could deliver; Some of them order flowers for others.
In fact, there are not many, only about four or five trips. After all, September is the off-season for flower shops, and there are no special holidays. Valentine's Day, Father's Day, and Mother's Day are not in August or September.
There are carnations delivered to the inpatient department of the hospital, gypsophila delivered to the school, young couples ordering roses for each other, and single women ordering lilies for themselves. Most of the people who receive the flowers are in a good mood, and the flowers themselves are in a good mood. The human world actually has no meaning, it is humans who give it meaning.
Some people are also confused as to why she is not the same girl from before. It seems that the people who often buy flowers are always the same group, which is their regular customer base.
There is also an order that is slightly magical.
Feng Wuli followed the address, parked the car and went in holding the flowers. After checking several times, he was sure that the woman in the white skirt in front was the target of the order.
"Hello, is this Ms. Song Yingli?"
"Ah, it's me, who are you?"
The other person was probably in his twenties, not much older than Feng Wuli. The woman looked at the man in front of her holding flowers and thought about it for a long time, but she still couldn't remember that she knew the boy in front of her.
"It's like this. I'm from a flower shop. These are the flowers your husband, Mr. Li Wen, ordered for you. He said that he was suddenly assigned by the company to go on a business trip to another province last week. He won't be able to come back today, so he ordered it from our flower shop. I bought this bouquet of narcissus lilies and asked me to deliver them to you."
"Ah! Really? I'm on a business trip to another province."
The woman had a little regret on her face, but she became happy again when she saw Lily. She complained a little while she was happy: "How much does it cost?"
"The flowers cost 100 yuan, but Mr. Li Wen said that the packaging should be more exquisite, and there is also a fee for the flower delivery service, a total of 120 yuan." He also made a joke: "But don't worry, sister, it's not collect. .”
Song Yingli was also amused, and then she complained that she always spent this money indiscriminately. One hundred and twenty yuan was enough for her to buy groceries for a few days, but now she only used it to buy such a bouquet of flowers, which was unbearable. Back then, they lived in a rented house. When I was a kid, I would always send rapeseed flowers. Now that I have made money, I can buy more than 100 flowers without feeling any pain. They also need to be beautifully packaged. Men will spend a lot of money when they are rich.
Her tone was complaining, but anyone with a discerning eye could see the sweetness in her eyes.
Feng Wuli just smiled. When someone came over, he put down the flowers and said goodbye to this lovely young lady.
A family of three came here to visit the child's father-in-law's grave, which happened to be right next to where Feng Wuli had just stood.
The man looked at the direction Feng Wuli left, then looked at the monument next to his father-in-law's tomb, and sighed: "You left so young."
"What are you talking about!" His wife patted him on the shoulder angrily.
In the black and white photo on the monument, the girl is about twenty years old, smiling brightly, and the lilies placed in front of the monument are swaying in the wind.
Flowers are the incense candles of the new era
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