Chapter 204 A kiss on the street late at night

Just now, they were taken away by people from the company, asked about their purpose for a long time, signed one agreement after another, and had to wear a spiritual power limiting device. They could refuse, but relevant personnel would follow them 24 hours a day.

After death, the range of activities is limited to a very small area, or they may be repatriated immediately.

The master and apprentice chose to follow the organization's arrangements.

This is what everyone is doing when traveling here. This is already considered as most practitioners are not allowed to set foot here at all.

The two of them put on a small ring on their ring finger. If they guessed correctly, it should be a creation of the spirit.

The moment he put it on, Feng Wuli's first reaction was that it was damn cold today, but he didn't rely solely on his spiritual power to keep out the cold. His physical fitness was already high, so it was okay.

The next day, the two of them happily climbed the Badaling Great Wall.

There were not as many people out to play on a snowy day as usual. Most of them were young people, in small groups.

"Look at that monument!" Wang Xilou pointed to the hero monument and pulled his young apprentice over to take a photo.

"It's much colder here than in the city." Feng Wuli was wearing a little less, and he hadn't gotten used to the feeling of not being able to mobilize his spiritual power.

There was an exclamation from the front.

The two of them looked around and saw that the clouds in the sky were breaking, and the golden sunshine was shining on the distant mountains that had been snowed for several times. Silver snakes were dancing wildly, and wax figures were galloping.

"It's so beautiful!" The little zombie was lying on the wall looking at it and asked him to come over and take pictures.

Come over after taking the photo and see how it goes.

Feng Wuli found that the memory on her phone was not enough. When she looked at the photos, she saw how many photos she had taken, and 90% of them were actually hers.

Ninety percent of them are photos taken by old people in the past, all of which were taken when I was a child.

She was in high spirits and suddenly walked quickly to a corner, with Feng Wuli following behind her.

When he walked to the corner, a ball of snow blew into his face, breaking into countless pieces and falling.

Then I saw Wang Xilou laughing and making a goose call in front of me.

Feng Wuli silently took two quick steps, trying to get closer first, but the little zombie saw through the plan, so she distanced herself and provoked him.

When she was caught, Feng Wuli put on her sweater and hat, and then tightened the rope of the sweatshirt. Wang Xilou's whole face was wrapped, and he pulled her away by the rope. The little zombie staggered and heard the words under her hat.

His voice was distorted, and he kept shouting about things like face, wrong, I am your master, and the like.

When we came down, we took the cable car. Opposite us was a family of four. Our daughter was in high school. From time to time, we took a peek at Feng Wuli.

After getting off the cable car, the little zombie laughed.

"That girl just kept looking at you."

"I should have asked her for her contact information just now." Feng Wuli regretted.

"Go and bring back a disciple-in-law for Master."

Feng Wuli was too lazy to pay attention to her, and she didn't care if she was asking for trouble, and started talking to him about other nonsense.

I had fried noodles for lunch, hey, that’s authentic!

Go to the Forbidden City in the afternoon.

The Forbidden City that has snowed is less solemn and more girlish, with proud snow standing on the branches, pear blossoms sticking out of the tile roof of the red wall, white tiles and red walls, and silver trees with red shadows.

Overall, the Forbidden City gave both master and apprentice a very pleasant feeling.

The white snow borders the red wall, and the branches fall into pieces.

Feng Wuli bought the little zombie a red ancient-style cloak. It was like the cloaks worn by concubines in the Qing Dynasty dramas in winter. It had white velvet on the collar. When she wore it, she felt like she could not survive two episodes of "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

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At about five o'clock, the sun became brighter and gentler, and the gilded shadows of the cornices hit the red wall. The little girl in a vermilion cloak stood on the snow with countless pale pink begonia petals flying, smiling innocently. Feng Wuli captured this scene.

He took many photos.

There are simple beautiful scenes, little zombies in silly and silly poses, and there are also photos of two people together.

While eating, he picked four and posted them on WeChat Moments.

The caption is just four words, year after year, and then I stopped looking at Moments.

At almost eleven o'clock in the evening, the hotel's smart door lock rang and was then pushed open.

Wang Xilou took the lead in entering the house and turned on the light at the entrance. After a few clicks, he found that it was not on.

"What's going on? There's no power?" She repeated several times but it still didn't turn on, "The light can't be turned on."

Feng Wuli was silent for a moment and closed the door silently: "How can it not be lit? There is electricity in the corridor outside. Stop playing."

"What? It really doesn't light up!"

"Let me take a look."

The master and the apprentice were thinking about how to turn on the light. Yesterday, it was all fine. Wang Xilou still had a look on his face. Let me tell you, the power is out. He called the front desk to ask. Feng Wuli had almost finished playing. He made a groove next to the electric switch.

After inserting the key card, the room suddenly lit up.

Wang Xilou: "..."

I punched him, turned around and lay down on the bed, lying on the bed with a large font.

"This bed is so soft. I'm so exhausted. Master said that I don't like coming here. It's really tiring to not be able to use my spiritual power. With, with..." She was stupid and couldn't find any words to describe it for a moment: "With that

Something like that.”

"Same as a prisoner in a labor camp."

"However, they reimbursed us for our travel expenses, provided us with smooth access to various tourist attractions, and recommended many interesting places to us."

The little zombie is obviously very excited. She is very persistent in free things and discounts. After all, she and the aunt in the old street went to the supermarket at four o'clock in the morning to rush to buy fruits and vegetables on sale, especially fruits that she could not usually afford.

Wang Xilou was planning where to take him to play tomorrow. She was excitedly lying on the bed with her mobile phone to read. There was a heater in the room. She was so hot that she took off all her clothes and wore ugly gray long johns and thermal underwear.

After a day of wind blowing, Feng Wuli felt that his head was a little swollen and he didn't want to talk. He thought it would be much better if he went back indoors, but when he entered the room from the cold, he felt even more disturbed.

He scratched his head, guessing that his spiritual power was too great, and his body suffered from stress after being suppressed: "I'm going to take a shower first."

"oh."

There was a gurgling sound in the bathroom. After taking a bath, he came out in his pajamas and climbed onto the bed to lull the little zombie who was staring at his phone.

"Don't make trouble, master hasn't taken a shower yet." Wang Xilou looked at the phone and pinched his little apprentice's face with one hand.

"I'll go back the day after tomorrow."

"knew."

"I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go to bed first."

"That's right, my beloved, please warm the bed and wait for Master to visit you."

Feng Wuli didn't want to pay attention to her, and he felt a little dizzy.

"Wait a minute and help me charge my phone. The charger is in my bag."

Wang Xilou sat on the bedside and looked at her phone. First she fumbled with the browser, and then searched for places to have fun. Unconsciously, it was almost twelve o'clock, and her nightlife had just begun. She put down her phone for the time being and prepared to take a bath.

I took another look at the little apprentice sleeping neatly next to him. He looked peaceful with his eyes closed.

She chuckled, leaned forward and kissed her on the face, turned over and dismounted, opened her bag, took out a change of clothes and entered the shower room.

Feng Wuli opened his eyes drowsily, turned over, and took a long breath. The light in the room went out, the bathroom light was on, the sound of water was dripping, and the figure of the little zombie could be vaguely seen through the frosted glass.

Then he fell asleep again.

After a while, the quilt was lifted, and he opened his eyes and saw a woman with disheveled hair sitting on the bedside, the light of the mobile phone screen shining on her face.

Wang Xilou smells so good, he thought to himself.

After an unknown amount of time, the man lay down and crawled into his arms.

He didn't know how long it took before he was shaken awake by someone around him.

"What's wrong?"

He was a little confused and saw the little zombie in pajamas kneeling beside the bed, frowning.

She wasn't as playful as usual, and she wasn't too serious. She just stated the facts calmly: "You have a fever."

"What time is it now?"

The lights in the room were turned on very brightly. Feng Wuli looked at the curtains. The curtains were opaque and he couldn't tell what time it was.

"It's not four o'clock yet." Her voice was still cold and calm. Wang Xilou, who was no longer laughing and joking, was completely different from the daytime.

"Maybe I was caught in the cold. I don't have the spiritual energy to keep out the cold and I'm not used to it."

Feng Wuli realized that his nasal voice was a bit thick, but he didn't care too much. He put his heavy head back on the pillow and said, "You will be fine tomorrow after a good sleep. The fever proves that the body is recovering on its own."

"Get up and get dressed, I'll take you to the hospital."

Feng Wuli felt that this woman was a little annoyed, so he turned over and ignored her, and wrapped himself up in the quilt. This look was very similar to those who only eat and sleep after marriage, and paid no attention to anything else.

useless man.
To be continued...