Chapter 160 Three hexagrams

At dawn the next day, Feng Wuli opened his eyes and saw the ceiling that was not at home.

After thinking for a second, I remembered that I went back to my hometown of Huaiqing yesterday.

The morning temperature in the mountains is frighteningly low, and the air outside the bed is cold and dry. Looking at this narrow old house, feeling the coldness in the air, I feel like I am back in my childhood, on the morning after the Chinese New Year, there were new clothes and new clothes on the bedside.

Shoes, there are many people and things waiting for him.

Even if he couldn't respond at the time, he was a very good person.

When I looked next to me, Wang Xilou was missing.

Did the little zombie get up so early?

He felt a source of heat next to him under the quilt, and a weight rubbing against his chest.

He opened the quilt a little and found that someone found a comfortable position in his arms, hugged his waist and lay on it. Maybe the weather was dry and the quilt was a bit stuffy, and the breathing sound in the quilt was not quiet.

After being stimulated by the light, her eyelashes trembled, and she let out a cute purr from her nose. She shook her head dissatisfiedly like a cat, hugging his waist, and her hair was messy and covering her face.

He said in a muffled voice: "Don't look."

He put the quilt down again.

He clicked his tongue.

The little zombie's body is really hot. In fact, it's not her body that's hot, it's the wind that's hot. However, her thermal conductivity is not good. After absorbing the heat, her whole body feels warm, like a big warm baby.

After a while, Feng Wuli put down his phone and whispered to the bulging quilt:

"Master, it's time to get up."

"Don't call me Master at this time!" A muffled voice came from the quilt.

"Once you are a teacher, you are always a father. If you are a master, how can you not call me master?"

"You want to piss me off!"

This person did it on purpose!

After getting up at around six o'clock, Wang Xilou sat by the bed and combed his hair. He was a little angry. This woman was angry when she got up, but she was usually not willing to lose her temper with herself.

It seems that last night, they hugged and talked softly and slept together all night, which caused a lot of changes in her mentality.

Dare to lose your temper with yourself.

Feng Wuli watched her combing her hair. The window in the house was light-proof and very small. The sunlight in the morning was very slant. There were six grids on the wall that shone into the house. The furniture was all made of oxidized black wood.

The floor is not tiled, and there is a faded and yellowed poster from decades ago on the wall. The air and sunshine are dry and cold, and there are roosters crowing constantly in the mountain village. Everything looks like the old days. There is a very festive red sign on the table.

Wang Xilou held a plastic comb in front of the round mirror and tilted her head to comb her hair over and over in front of the mirror. She was not like a city girl who disliked the old and remote place here, but blended in with the atmosphere of the 1970s and 1980s.

After all, she is an old-fashioned old lady. There are a lot of shining dust in the sun. The morning light shines on one side of her face. She is sulking with herself, but he only feels that the fine hairs on Wang Xilou's face are all very...

So cute, you can't take your eyes away.

She took out the clothes she wanted to change from her bag, took half of them, and looked up at the man sitting beside the bed.

"Master wants to change clothes."

"oh."

Wang Xilou looked in disbelief: "Aren't you going out yet?"

"Ah? Oh." Feng Wuli looked at her dumbfounded, but now he realized what he was doing and stood up to go out.

"Forget it, turn your back and don't look."

"oh."

He turned his back and looked at the wall behind him. The morning sun was too slanted, and there was a woman's shadow on the wall.

Feng Wuli: "??"

He stared at the shadow for two minutes, and for the first time he realized that a shadow could be so beautiful.

"That's it...you didn't peek, did you?" The little zombie looked suspicious.

"No."

"Xiaolou, Ah Feng, are you up?" Auntie called from outside.

Feng Wuli quickly responded: "It's rising."

"Oh, why don't you have breakfast? If you do, it will be your share."

"Hey, aunt, let me do it." Wang Xilou stood up quickly to go out.

"What's the use of that?" Auntie laughed far away.

Wang Xilou found slippers and put them on, then quickly opened the door and went out.

The wind in the early morning was not too light. Feng Wuli squatted at the entrance of the village holding a bowl of noodles and felt it. It was much less powerful than last night. He saw Wang Xilou also holding a big bowl and preparing to come out and sit down.

"Don't come out, the wind will probably blow for a few days."

"How many days will I stay in the house just to wash and cook for you?" She looked like she was still angry.

Don't you usually go out if you don't wash and cook for me every day?

Feng Wuli didn't dare to provoke her, so he asked her to sit over and put up a barrier to block the wind.

"You can't sit here yourself?"

Feng Wuli curled his neck and leaned over, "I'll give you my regards."

The little zombie bared his zombie teeth to scare him. He heard footsteps behind him and quickly put away his two teeth, almost biting himself.

My uncle had breakfast. He was busy with farming in the fall. He also planted a few acres of peanuts and harvested them in two days. Today he went to help others in the village harvest them: "The wind is so strong today, do you want to go into the mountains? My uncle doesn't understand that topic."

"It's okay. It's just like playing. I just came to see how busy the farm work is."

"When educated youth go to the mountains and countryside, right?"

"Hey! It's almost the same!"

I saw someone walking on the country road from a distance.

Feng Wuli told his uncle that he met a tourist group last night and there was no place to go, so he arranged a partridge room for them.

"How can anyone live in that place? That's where animals live!"

Those people obviously heard the conversation and were too embarrassed to come over.

There are monks and Taoist priests from all walks of life, it’s like a hodgepodge. My uncle, smoking a dry cigarette, asked why the tourist group came to this valley. Isn’t this a trap? This mountain is a remote and remote place, and it is not a tourist attraction.

Feng Wuli and Wang Xilou sat on the threshold holding bowls and watched. The two masters and apprentices looked at the sullen practitioners, who had obviously not had a good night's rest, and laughed.

One after another came, some said thank you for renting the house and asked for money, but my uncle was an honest man and refused to take it no matter what. Someone from the other side of the village asked him to help collect corn and give him money.

"Is there any more here?"

The two masters and apprentices raised their heads and looked at the Shushan female swordswoman. The other party swallowed her saliva and asked.

Wang Xilou went in and made a meal for her.

Alipay arrived, fifty yuan.

Wang Xilou forwarded it to his aunt, saying that the person just gave it to him.

My aunt ran out and asked what kind of money she wanted to give. She asked where A Feng had gone. The two young men squatting at the door pointed to the locust tree over there.

The female swordsman in school uniform sat with her face under the locust tree, caressed by the morning breeze, and her black hair danced in the wind. The houses and roads in the mountain village were scattered, like a broken cemetery, and the sun shone on the female swordsman.

Her body is also scattered, and if she were wearing a period costume instead of a high school uniform, she would be in the picture.

That temperament is not like that of ordinary people.

Auntie muttered: "Ah Feng, who are these people? Are they really a tourist group? Why are there monks and Taoists?"

"It's okay, aunt."

"It always feels weird."

"It'll be okay."

The aunt looked at the nephew, said OK, wiped her hands in the hem of her clothes and went back to the house.

As a result, this group of people stayed in this ravine for several days. My uncle saw that the expressions of these people were not right, so he planned to call the police.

As a result, Director Li called him first and said that a group of people from all walks of life were visiting their place and he could receive them and collect money.

Only then did he become dubious.

Hey, there are really such idle people.

The uncle didn't care anymore and packed up a partridge room for the group of people who went into the mountains every day to spend the night.

Each person received 20 a night, and he even drove a three-wheeler to the town several times, picking up several boxes of instant noodles, mineral water, etc. The business was still booming.

It was another early morning. After eating instant noodles and drinking mineral water, the martial arts masters were preparing to go into the mountains and forests to find the immortal.

"This countryman doesn't know how to be wise, and he still wants to call the police. He deserves to be so close to the gods and not be able to be immortal."
To be continued...