Chapter 145 Six Shadow Soul Slave

It is said to be Wang Xilou's hometown, but when Wang Xilou came to identify it, there were almost no traces of the past.

In the past, this place might have been a piece of yellow land. On summer days when I think about it, I would sweat. There would have been a bell tower, bells in the morning and drums in the evening, and people on the street, generally with sallow complexions and thin skin.

Wang Xilou was actually very smart when she was alive. She was a pretty girl from all over the country. At that time, she was working as a female dressmaker, and her brothers were playing around her. She mended clothes with needle and thread, and cut up the unnecessary fabrics to hold the soles of her shoes.

She took it out to sell to support the family, thinking about finding a suitable husband in the future, thinking about marrying her husband and raising children in a year or two. As a result, there was a famine that year, and she happily got married and lay in the coffin.

Later, it wandered around for three hundred years, like a ghost in this land, without even knowing what it was.

Until it was picked up by someone, or in other words, picked up by someone.

The water you look down at is a thousand-year-old water, and the trees you look up at are century-old trees. But Wang Xilou will feel strange no matter how you look at it.

Seeing that her little apprentice had already walked out, she quickly followed him.

"I'll carry it, this bag is so heavy." She pulled the bag unreasonably.

Feng Wuli looked back at her.

Wang Xilou looked back innocently and was pulled to his side holding hands.

"You are not my maid, don't you think you are really too nice to me?"

"I still need to be praised for being kind to you." She was dissatisfied.

"That's already doting."

"No matter what you say, I'll carry it. I'll tire you later." She persisted.

There was a couple nearby. The boy turned around frequently and looked at the girl holding the boy's backpack. He couldn't see the face, only the dazzling curves of the little zombie. The woman's voice was very nice, like a breeze supporting a willow, and her thoughts were flowing.

And what kind of speech is this? It must be a science fiction movie!

No, that woman must be ugly!

Then he saw the girl's face.

"..."

Strange, why do you look like Liu Yifei? I'm not sure, and I look a little bit more like Liu Shishi, and a little bit like Satomi Ishihara.

She must have been bewitched, this woman is so pitiful.

"If you have a backpack, I will carry it for you."

"Well, forget it...actually you can carry me on your back for a while."

Wang Xilou's kindness to herself is actually a bit abnormal. Because she has really lost something, she always worries about gains and losses when looking at herself. She holds it in her hands for fear of falling, holds it in her hands for fear of melting, and thinks about how to protect herself.

Precious things become more precious when lost.

In fact, it was not necessary, but no matter what he said, she would still be like this, and Feng Wuli ignored her.

I took a taxi and went to the hotel first to put my bags down and take a look at the accommodation environment.

The two beds and bedding in the room look fluffier than at home.

"Have you felt your shadow since you came here?"

Feng Wuli opened the curtain, and he could see the street scene outside.

There were a few broken clouds dyed golden and red, and the tall office building with glass walls just reflected a dark golden light, which hit the upper part of the window, splitting the room and the wind in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows into two unreasonable parts.

, only the upper body is exposed to the dark golden sunset.

In the early autumn of Jinling, it should be that the fog loses the towers and the moon loses the Jindu. There are no towers and no Jindu here, but the scenery is not bad.

The little zombie took off his shoes, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and stood with the little apprentice.

She put her hands at the corners of her brows to serve as the brim of her hat, leaning against the glass as if looking out at the people below who were as small and busy as ants.

I couldn’t help but sigh:

"It's really amazing. It only lasts a few hundred years. No matter how powerful the practitioners are, they can't create such a prosperous age. It seems that there is no point in practicing at all."

"You can't say that. Cultivation and technology both make life better. If you feel it, it's meaningful."

"That's right. Master sold him a tooth for tens of thousands, and he lived a happy life."

"I didn't want you to feel that way..."

He glanced at her: "Have you felt your shadow? If so, let's catch it."

Wang Xilou rolled up his hands into a telescope and looked around:

"Report to apprentice, no discovery was made."

"Let's go to the practitioners' market later. I've always heard that there are many things to see in the practitioners' market in Jinling."

Feng Wuli looked at the practitioner forum. He saw that the aura of monsters here in Jinling was several times higher than that in Junsha. The little zombie was lying on the bed. Feng Wuli glanced at it and was having fun.

Feng Wuli also leaned over to watch her play.

Occasionally give the little zombie a scratch when she is frowning and thinking.

She was very impatient: "Master has seen it, he has many hands and feet."

The wind is unreasonable and I dare not speak.

Then I looked at her WeChat, and in the Qingdi’s WeChat group, Lord Qingdi sent a photo.

Someone Qing: Two little guys came to the zoo

Qing someone:[picture]

In the picture are two little deer, they look so naive.

The bottom circle responded to the topic of Master Qingdi. Many people said that Master Qingdi was originally in the zoo, and there were groups organized to see him.

Feng Wuli watched and had a lot of fun. Wang Xilou asked him what he was enjoying. He told her how the two deer came to be, and then the master and the apprentice had fun together.

They were getting ready to go out at around six o'clock. Feng Wuli stood by the door and watched the little zombie put on stiletto sandals. He suddenly remembered the lingering love at noon yesterday, and felt a little hot and itchy in his heart.

"Does it feel like a date?" he asked.

Wang Xilou put on his shoes and smiled: "Every time I took you out before, Master thought it was a date."

Feng Wuli was silent for a while, then said a little confusedly: "I want to live forever, so I don't have to worry about gains and losses anymore."

"ah?"

Wang Xilou was stunned for a moment. When he met those eyes, his eyelids trembled and he let out a soft hum.

The two of them went out.

She bowed her head and came over to hold her little apprentice's hand, "The world is dangerous, we master and apprentice will go together and return together!"

Feng Wuli smiled and pinched it. This master-disciple game was just for Wang Xilou's own entertainment, but he had never admitted it.

For dinner, they went to Xinfangyuan Restaurant. Wang Xilou asked why they came here, and Feng Wuli answered her.

“I’ve been to A Bite of China, and many people from Jinling come here, so it’s definitely true.”

After serving some Huaiyang dishes, with fine cutting skills, Feng Wuli asked her if they tasted the same as she remembered.

"What are you thinking about? Master, how could you eat these before? Those who foraged in the fields only ate steamed buns and cold vegetables."

"It seems so."

"But it's pretty good. Do you like it? I'd like the master to learn how to do it for you."

The correct way to open the Confucius Temple is to visit it at night. This place, like the people around you, is from five hundred years ago.

You can also see the iron trees and silver flowers on both sides of the Qinhuai River. Many people come here to play during the National Day. Most of them are young people and there are many couples.

Feng Wuli took the initiative to take the little zombie's hand and rubbed it calmly. Wang Xilou always felt like he was rubbing mud on himself.

There is a street not far from Confucius Temple. It is also an ancient street, but it looks much deserted. There is a small archway in front of the street.

This is the same as Master A Li's mountain tunnel. Ordinary people just walk through it. If you want to enter the practitioners' market, you need to pick up a lantern from a lantern buying place in front of the street, light the lantern and walk through the archway.

The lantern seller was setting up a street stall and was wearing a raincoat. He looked at Feng Wuli and then at Wang Xilou next to him. He was amazed: "Hey, this zombie is of good quality. Brother, do you want to sell it?"

Wang Xilou heard this and asked curiously: "How much did it cost?"

"Ah, girl, I'm really sorry. I'll apologize to you for looking at your mouth."

"Hey? Ask me, how much is a zombie like me worth?"

The stall owner of the coir raincoat stall gave her a strange look: "This kind of aura starts at eight million."

Hearing this, the little zombie nodded, turned around and whispered beside Feng Wuli: "Did you hear that? Master is very valuable."

Feng Wuli didn't know what to reply, so he could only nod his head: "Awesome."

"??"

Feng Wuli took a lantern and entered the entrance of the archway. The two of them walked through a mirror and moved away. The hustle and bustle behind them was far away, and a long street that was completely made in ancient times appeared in front of them.

It's also night here, but there are stars in the sky, and it's full of stars. The majestic Milky Way hangs high in the sky, and the southeast direction has a particularly layered feel.

"Oh, so beautiful." The little zombie also thought it was very beautiful.
To be continued...