He rolled up his quilt and lay aside. Wang Xilou's voice was in his ears. He was getting sleepy and felt that the voice was getting farther and farther away.

Early morning of the second day.

The fourth day of National Day.

Even if it was a holiday, he would still get up at around seven o'clock. The sky outside was hazy, neither sunny nor cloudy. Autumn was coming soon.

He went to brush his teeth and wash his face, just as Wang Xilou came out of the room.

Stretching, her pajamas were lifted up, her belly was smooth and delicate, and the rising hem of her clothes stopped under her ribs. She noticed Feng Wuli's gaze, immediately put down her raised hand, and smiled at him: "I want to see

?"

"think."

"?!"

Wang Xilou turned away unnaturally and went to the shower room to brush his teeth. Then he saw his little apprentice also coming in.

The two stood in front of the mirror and were about to brush their teeth together.

In the mirror, my head reached his shoulders, and Wang Xilou squeezed out too much toothpaste, so I took his toothbrush, scraped off the excess, and handed it to him.

"You eat the tail of Master's saliva." She said happily.

"Childish ghost."

"Master is a zombie."

"Childish zombie."

"Hey, master, please brush your teeth. Just stand still." She started teasing her little apprentice again.

Feng Wuli avoided her demonic hand. The two of them were in front of a small sink, and it was not too crowded. Feng Wuli finished washing up before him, and took away the hairpin from her head before going out.

Wang Xilou's black hair was disheveled, and because she was speechless, she could only scare her away with her eyes, trying to let her apprentice know her anger.

"I want to eat spicy chicken noodles today."

"Uh-huh!"

Wang Xilou also thinks it’s good.

Feng Wuli went down to the yard and saw Wanwan dressed as a maid sitting on the swing, swinging her legs and holding a bag of Bu Bu Xing in both hands, a snack that has been around for a long time, just a spicy puffed snack.

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"Wanwan, if you eat snacks in the morning, you will get cavities and your teeth will be damaged."

"Bad, will the tooth break?"

"Teeth will be corroded by something called cavities, and then Wanwan's teeth will be broken."

"!!"

The little fox's eyes widened and he looked down: "But Wanwan has been torn apart."

She was a little sad and didn't want to waste food.

"I'll finish the rest for Wanwan."

"Ah, really?"

She was happy again: "Thank you so much, Mr. Feng Wuli!"

"But what should I do if Master Feng Wuli also has cavities?"

"I'm an adult, and adults don't get cavities."

When Wang Xilou went downstairs, he saw Feng Wuli eating Wanwan's snacks in the yard. Wanwan was watching eagerly, her tail wagging behind her.

Feng Wuli took pity on her and occasionally gave her one, telling her that eating this one would prevent tooth decay.

In this way, you can gain the gratitude and admiration of the little fox.

Although he felt a little guilty, Feng Wuli covered it up well. After a while, he said that he had found a tooth that would not cause tooth decay after eating it.

Wanwan is like a little maid who has received a reward, and she accepts it gratefully, as if she has received divine favor.

"Thank you so much, Master Feng Wuli."

It's October again in the blink of an eye, less than two months before 2018, and there is a smell of autumn in the air.

After breakfast, a space was cleared in the yard, and the two masters and apprentices were ready to compete.

The little fox and Ye Ji sat aside neatly.

"You can't use your spirit to entangle Ang!"

Wang Xilou was doing warm-up exercises with her hair tied behind her head. Recently, she liked to find clothes that Feng Wuli didn't wear very often. She said they were all very good clothes and it would be a pity to throw them away.

The lower body is a pair of black sports shorts and the legs are slender and white. The upper body is the football uniform of Feng Wuli Junior High School, with a red bottom and black edges, and a white tube top can be seen under the armpits.

The little zombie is 1.60 meters tall. In fact, during the Tang and Song Dynasties, the average height of girls was only 1.55 meters. However, her body proportions are very good. Overall, she looks like a 1.7-meter-plus lady who has shrunk.

There is nothing to say about what Feng Wuli wears.

She looked eager to try.

The moves of both of them are similar. After all, Wang Xilou taught him when he was a child. They are all moves to defeat the enemy. They are not systematic, but they look very fierce.

Ten years ago, the incense candle shop was in the backyard.

The woman is smiling, and the little boy is standing here with a reserved face.

Ten years later, the incense candle shop was in the backyard.

The woman's face has not changed at all from what it was ten years ago, but the little boy is already much taller than her.

"You are invulnerable, and I can't break your defense, so what's there to fight for?"

"I haven't moved my muscles for a long time."

"What's there to do about zombies?" he whispered.

Wang Xilou had already put his paw on his shoulder.

Feng Wuli got out of the way and tried not to have physical contact with Wang Xilou. The little zombie's defense and skills were at full value, but its endurance was low.

Most of the well-known martial arts in the world are actually based on spiritual skills. But if you don't know how to use spiritual skills, you can't get started and you can only show off.

At that time, Wang Xilou was in good condition and they would practice occasionally.

"You are not allowed to avoid it, are you a man?"

She was anxious and panting.

Feng Wuli sighed, thinking that it was almost done, he used a small flaw, hit the opponent in the chest, and then gave in.

Wang Xilou immediately came over feeling distressed: "Does it hurt? Master has recovered too much recently, so he won't stop now."

Feng Wuli had to pretend to be in pain.

"If it hurts, it hurts. Why are you holding back? If it hurts, just make a sound."

"hiss……"

"Master will get you some iron to hit, just wait."

The little zombie is in a complicated mood.

Her skills are not as good as those of her young apprentice. It seems that the majesty of this master is almost gone. But then I think about it, what master? I don’t really want to be his master, she just wants to get into the apprentice’s bed. In this way, she will become a disciple again.

Feeling happy.

At around ten o'clock, Wang Xilou was checking the shop, and Feng Wuli saw that the leaves of the jujube trees were beginning to wither, and the flowers and plants in the yard were beginning to take on autumnal colors. He thought about going out to the old street to see how the pickings were going.

We have been neighbors for twelve years, and this year is almost the same.

The wind is quite cool today.

People were coming and going in front of the bench under the tree, and a little girl of several years old was sitting on the bench.

They sat under the tree without saying a word, and leaves fell slowly to the ground in front of her.

People passing by saw a girl sitting alone on a bench, but they just took one look and went on their way.

"Mr. Cicada, are we friends?"

She was talking to herself, not knowing whether Mr. Cicada was there or not, or whether Mr. Cicada heard her.

In fact, she was there, and I heard her speak.

Because her Mr. Cicada is sitting at the other end of the bench.

They were one old and one young, sitting on the street with fallen leaves falling. That was the farthest distance.

The unexplained chirping of cicadas rang out from the trees.

The two seem to be a little closer.

Autumn is coming.
Chapter completed!