It was already after nine o'clock when I got home. Although Hong Kong Island's economy is now very developed, this is the time for many people to have fun, but for Uncle Jiu, who is paralyzed, it is more suitable to go to bed early and get up early.
So when Feng Yi came back, he was very gentle, fearing to disturb the other party. Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu was still awake.
"If your master had already taken a rest before, wouldn't he be waiting for you?"
Gu Gu said with a smile: "He is tired of being with me, an old woman, and he is afraid that you, his apprentice, will disappear again."
Uncle Jiu looked a little embarrassed, coughed slightly and said, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute."
Feng Yi felt warm in his heart and took the initiative to push Uncle Jiu's wheelchair and said: "Master, this disciple came to Hong Kong Island just to see you, and I will definitely not leave without saying goodbye.
By the way, where is Xiaoke?"
"He is watching TV in the living room."
Gu Gu said with a smile.
"watch TV?"
Feng Yi was a little stunned when he suddenly heard the word TV. He quickly realized that TVs have already been produced, but the country is too poor. Most people have not even heard of TVs, not to mention buying TVs.
But for Hong Kong Island, television is not a rare item.
However, nowadays, finished TVs are very expensive to make, and it takes a lot of determination to buy one.
It's just that Uncle Jiu's house didn't have a TV before...
Thinking of this, Feng Yi said slightly dissatisfied: "Master's wife, you dote on Xiao Ke so much that you even bought a TV set for him."
"What's the point? Xiao Ke is your apprentice, the disciple and grandson of both of us. We are all a family, and Xiao Ke is very sensible, and we both like him very much.
Besides, Xiao Ke is a very pitiful child. He is not familiar with the place he lives in and has a special physique. He doesn’t dare to go out to find playmates or watch TV. What’s wrong?”
Gu Gu said angrily: "I heard people say that TV is a good thing. You can learn a lot of knowledge in it. At least you can see the outside world, which is good."
Feng Yi couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. Gu Gu must have discussed the matter of buying a TV with Uncle Jiu. He thought that Uncle Jiu was famous for being strict back then and had very strict requirements for several disciples. Unexpectedly, as he got older, his heart became softer.
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"It's okay to watch TV, but you still can't fall behind in spiritual practice."
He hesitated and said.
"I thought this was quite right before, but after experiencing that war, I realized that no matter how high a person's cultivation level is, what's the use. The world is developing and changing too fast. Ships and cannons can withstand it.
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Gu Gu shook her head and said: "Those invaders were so powerful back then, they occupied most of China. However, the United States lost two mushroom bombs and surrendered immediately.
Don’t you know that we all heard the explosion on Hong Kong Island? How powerful was it?
The two mushroom bombs exploded, and I don’t know how many people died.
Tell me, no matter how powerful a person is in spiritual practice, can he survive such an explosion?
How can it be.
And those monsters and monsters all have the same fate."
I didn't expect that Aunt Zhue would have such an awareness. This is actually true. No matter how powerful the monsters are, they will be destroyed under the absolutely suppressing physical blow.
Whether it is Feng Yi now or the zombie king generals, ordinary bullets cannot hurt them, but a missile can teach them how to behave.
"You can't say that, Master. There are always monsters, but can we kill them all with mushroom bombs?"
Feng Yi came to his senses and smiled and said: "If that happens, not only the demons and ghosts will die, but humans will also become extinct.
So, to eliminate these little monsters, we have to rely on practitioners with extraordinary skills like us, otherwise why would the country contact me secretly?"
"You are different from those ordinary practitioners. Forget about them, let me tell you about your master. His cultivation back then was not low, but now, he is paralyzed all over. I am also in my twilight years. We are the enemy.
It’s not just aircraft and cannons that can’t stand up to the erosion of time.”
Gu Gu said with emotion.
"Okay, you're the only one who talks a lot."
Uncle Jiu became a little impatient after hearing this, and frowned: "You go watch TV with Xiao Ke, Feng Yi stays and talks with me."
"Okay, okay, I'm talking too much again. You guys can chat while I go back to the house. Feng Yi, although the temperature is not too low, don't talk to your master for too long and let him rest early."
Gu Gu said worriedly.
"Feng Yi is not a child. Besides, I know my health well, so don't talk nonsense."
Uncle Jiu became increasingly impatient.
Gu Gu had long been used to it, and she still entered the room with a smile. Feng Yi pushed Uncle Jiu's wheelchair and said: "Master, my wife is doing this for your own good..."
"I know, but I don't like this kind of detailed care."
Uncle Jiu interrupted him.
Feng Yi understood in his heart that Uncle Jiu had been taken care of by Gu Gu for so long. On the one hand, he felt guilty, but on the other hand, he felt uncomfortable. He already had a good reputation, and the more people talked and cared about him, the more awkward he felt.
So he changed the topic and told Uncle Jiu what he saw at Shu Ning's house today and said: "Master, I think Shu Ning's inference is very reasonable. I also think she is likely to be the target of the mastermind behind the scenes, so I will continue.
When she comes down, I will protect her secretly with my Yin Shen."
Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment, as if digesting the news just now, and then nodded and said: "I also agree with your judgment.
Feng Yi, have you ever thought that this virus is not an accident?"
"Um?"
Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "It's not that bad, Master."
"Dozens of lives, this is not a small number. It can be seen that the other party has a big goal. They don't care about dozens of lives. Maybe more lives are just a series of numbers in their hearts.
I think back then, the Japanese conducted human experiments in our country, and the methods were so cruel that it’s hard to describe. Maybe this incident has nothing to do with them, but I’m afraid there are many people with similar hearts.
In order to achieve the goal, it is not impossible to release viruses to kill people indiscriminately."
Uncle Jiu said in a deep voice.
"By the way, Master, I was still thinking about this on the way. You and my wife were not infected, so you must have experienced the virus, right?"
Feng Yi asked.
"Yes. When the virus was raging, your wife and I also experienced it. The virus appeared suddenly, but it was not colorless, invisible, or traceless."
Uncle Jiu recalled for a moment and said: "I remember that this virus looks like dust, is black, and is very numerous, so it is extremely contagious.
Fortunately, because of your wife, we were not tricked.
Your wife once said that this virus seems to be alive. After seeing how powerful your wife is, she no longer appears around us. Unfortunately, I am paralyzed in bed and cannot verify this."
Speaking of this, Uncle Jiu sighed again.
Are there living viruses?
That might really be man-made.
Could it be that this is another kind of Gu insect, or maybe they come from the Skyfall Demon Cave?
