Chapter 112 The Little Zombie’s Thoughts

"Hello? Teacher Shang? Yes, I am Feng Wuli's sister, but he is a little uncomfortable. I would like to ask him for a few days off."

"Oh, that's right, that's it."

"Let him say a few words... It might not be convenient. He can't speak because of his throat."

"Is there any homework or something like that? Would you like me to go over and get it for him?"

"Well, well, thank you for your hard work."

Wang Xilou hung up the phone and looked around in the yard, holding a spoon and eating the preserved egg and lean meat porridge he had just bought.

The little one was sitting on a chair in the yard, and his feet couldn't even reach the ground.

Ye Ji, who was standing beside him, had been looking at him with a strange expression since this morning. Cat aside, "Wuli, why have you become shorter?"

In her opinion, Feng Wuli has just become smaller, and there is no concept of rejuvenating.

Feng Wuli smiled and rubbed her head, and held Ye Ji in his arms. The stupid cat now looked very big in his arms. She tried to roll in his arms, but found that Feng Wuli's thighs were too small.

It will slide down once you turn it over.

"It's okay Xiaoye, I'll be back in a few days."

Wang Xilou also sat down on the side, and couldn't help pinching his arm and pinching his face.

"I really miss it," she said with a smile.

"Many-handed and multi-legged."

It rained last night, and the wind in the yard was a bit cool. Today, Wang Xilou wore a plain white cheongsam with light pink flowers. The skin on the neck around the stand-up collar was even whiter than the cheongsam. Her hair was tied behind her head, looking gentle and calm.

Sitting there, the curves of the body give people a gentle southern woman feel.

On the jujube tree, a yellowed leaf fell gently and fell on the stone table in the yard. The wind irrationally picked up the yellowed leaf.

Under the gaze of Ye Ji and Wang Xilou, the yellow leaf that he twisted up was slowly straightening from bending, dryness to plumpness, and finally glowing with green luster.

"The Wuming is broken, and the trillions of eternal tribulations should have disappeared with it, but now they are in my body."

"Have you mastered the trillions of eternal catastrophes?" Wang Xilou's eyes widened.

That was the spiritual entanglement she obtained when she cultivated her ninth shadow. It should have been very powerful, but she ran away before she even used it.

"Not complete."

Feng Wuli gave the leaf to Ye Ji, who kept stretching out his claws to grab it.

"It's magic!" Ye Ji tried to expose him.

His voice is particularly childish now. In order to soften it, Feng Wuli's expression is pretending to be mature:

"I went to the company to borrow the spirit entanglement record. There are only six time-based spirit entanglements in the record, and the owner of each time-based spirit entanglement will be unknown in the end. I also read a book about the time-based spirit entanglement.

In other words, the birth of every time-based spirit entanglement, and the demise of it and its owner happened in the past."

Just like Wuming and Zhao Zai Eternal Calamity, they died five hundred years ago but were born five hundred years later.

The time-based spiritual entanglement is more like a curse.

If a time-based spirit entanglement and its owner suddenly disappear between heaven and earth now, then the practitioner and the time-based spirit entanglement will appear at some point in the future.

It seems that this world cannot bear the existence of time-based spirits, and shackles have been formulated to restrain it at a higher level.

Wuming took on this calamity for Wang Xilou, and this calamity was her immortal calamity.

Wang Xilou should have been unable to get through, but Wuming blocked it for her.

Therefore, it is very possible that Wang Xilou did not fail to dupe the Immortal Sect, and she may not even know it.

Feng Wuli did not say these words to Wang Xilou.

"But now you have mastered a trillion-year catastrophe..." Wang Xilou said worriedly.

"It's incomplete. It doesn't have the ability to let me play with time, and I don't have control over it. It's just that it remains anonymously in my body. I need to digest it properly."

"Then how did you do this?"

Feng Wuli smiled calmly, his tone revealing confidence and peace.

"Longevity is not just about becoming an immortal."

He had been tinkering with it for a long time the day before yesterday, but he couldn't figure it out, so he thought he had failed.

Unexpectedly, I woke up today and found that I suddenly changed back to when I was five years old. It looked like there was a big problem.

But it doesn't matter.

He looked determined to win. Wang Xilou handed him a piece of paper to wipe his mouth. He thanked him and took it.

As long as you master this castrated version of trillions of eternal tribulations, you can freeze your own time.

"you are annoying."

He impatiently slapped away the hand that was still squeezing his face. Wang Xilou shrank his hand and looked at him with amusement.

"Fortunately, you have turned back to five years old. If you turned back to five months old, Master would still have to buy you milk powder and diapers."

Feng Wuli was too lazy to pay attention to her. Who was he doing this for? He was so heartless.

He jumped off the chair. Wang Xilou from this perspective required him to look up, and he felt like he was back to the omnipotent Wang Xilou when he was a child.

Wang Xilou knelt down holding his cheongsam and looked straight at Feng Wuli.

I am small, with small hands and small legs. Suddenly I feel like I have gone back to twelve years ago, when I was quite clinging to myself, like a little cotton-padded jacket.

She snickered, "Little apprentice, master will buy you candied haws, do you want it?"

Feng Wuli hesitated for a moment, looked up at her, and asked, "How much money do you have on you?"

"Um, around 100,000, right? What's wrong?" Wang Xilou was confused. The sight of her little apprentice made her a little nervous.

"You are so poor."

With these words behind him, he shook off her hand and left.

Wang Xilou stayed where he was.

Where is her little cotton-padded jacket?

Feng Wuli left the yard and went to the front to push up the aluminum rolling door of the shop. Halfway through, he realized, hey, it's not high enough.

A tender white palm dragged the rolling shutter door and pushed it up on his behalf. He looked up and saw a smiling face, and he laughed helplessly.

"Because the memory does not match the body. To change back, I may have to let the memory regress until it matches the body. Then I will change back after sleeping at night."

Only by taking a step back can you run forward.

"Then you can fix it now."

"Don't worry, forget about it after dinner."

"I'm going to buy a schoolbag and book for the little fox tonight, and I'll pick out some clothes for you by the way."

"You can take me to the children's clothing store again, right?"

"Master is quite happy."

With a smile like that, no one can see that you are happy. Seeing her like this, Feng Wuli didn't say anything.

Occasionally, residents passing by on the old street in the early morning would say hello to two people, one old and one young, in the house. They were a little confused when they saw Feng Wuli.

Wang Xilou pressed his head and leaned against him, "Oh, he is the child of a relative from his hometown. He came to stay for a few days."

"That's it..." The uncle passing by laughed and said, "It looks exactly like Wu Li when he was a child."

"right."

Because he didn't go to school today, he stayed at the incense shop all day and had nothing to do anyway, so Feng Wuli played on the computer in the shop.

Wang Xilou sat nearby and watched him play.

"Let's play with zombies. Stop playing with those things that are dangling around. Master looks dizzy and can't understand anything else."

"Why don't you step aside and squeeze a stool?"

"Didn't you always share a stool with me when you were little?"

"Your ass is so big."

Wang Xilou felt a little aggrieved to be rejected by Feng Wuli in this way.

"Why don't we show a movie? You haven't watched a movie with Master for a long time."

"I just watched it last night."

"...This is different."

Wang Xilou lifted up the little Feng Wuli and sat on his lap, watching him play games. He felt that this was good.

"My little apprentice, the world is dangerous. From now on, we, master and apprentice, must support each other."

"What nonsense are you talking about again?"

"...Can you please stop saying things about your disdain for Master in such a cute voice?"

"I told you to bring a stool over here." He felt a little awkward, after all, he wasn't really still a child.

Wang Xilou smiled and whispered: "It would be great if you never grew up."

"Why don't you want me to grow up?"

"Master didn't mean that."

"what does that mean?"

"Master means something else."

She shook her head gently, with a gentle smile in her eyes, but there were also other emotions that were too complicated. It turned out that the little zombie also had something on her mind.
Chapter completed!