One Wang Xilou is already very eye-catching, but two Wang Xilou appearing at the same time would be amazing.

One of them can even show off a pot sticker!

Po Nu went to get another glass bottle of Vitasoy, put a straw in it and swaggered back, took a nice sip, and then showed off a pot sticker.

That's called comfort.

Wang Xilou felt that it was so embarrassing. Po Nu's character was that of a carefree little zombie.

Feng Wuli found Wang Xilou like this very novel.

It's just that people are unlucky.

The sweet and sour sauce accidentally smeared on her clothes again. She wiped it with a paper towel nonchalantly, but it was extremely rough.

"Oh, there was a car accident over there."

It seemed like it was just a small fight, but the two sides started to quarrel, and Ponu grabbed a pot sticker and went over to join in the fun with a bottle of Vitasoy.

Wang Xilou ate a soup dumpling and watched silently as he ran out. When he saw his little apprentice smiling, he glared at him.

Feng Wuli was the first to speak: "I think Po Nu is quite cute."

Wang Xilou said angrily: "You'd better be."

"Really, I like all ten of Wang Xilou's looks." He said with a smile.

"..."

"Come and try Master's soup dumplings, they are delicious." She said softly, holding one hand under the other and feeding Feng Wuli to eat.

The eye-catching effect of the two Wang Xilou was exponentially longer. Just when people around thought that the two were a couple and the other one who was a little more out of the ordinary was a sister-in-law, the sister-in-law came back.

The sister-in-law was sitting next to the boy, very close to him. The boy took a tissue and wiped her mouth with gentle movements and a helpless smile in his eyes. The sister-in-law smiled sweetly at him, which was a bit too intimate.

The girl opposite looked unconcerned and gave the boy whatever delicious food she had.

The audience was immediately confused.

Until the three people left, the atmosphere in the store was a bit solemn.

The three of them went to buy a pair of Velcro wooden sandals for Po Nu. They looked masculine, like something worn by an old man, and were very bulky and heavy. They were in contrast to Wang Xilou’s pair of small, white and tender feet. Po Nu

I really like them. Looking down at the new shoes, my ten toes are lined up and curled up.

"It doesn't look dirty easily, and it's sturdy enough." She grinned.

Jiming Temple has a history of more than 1,700 years. Wang Xilou's 800-year-old zombie seems too young. It is the oldest Buddhist temple in Jinling and has the reputation of being the first of the 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties.

"Will there be a lot of people? There are usually a lot of people on weekdays, but there are more people today, right?"

Po Nu walked on the blind road, walked out in a straight line, and looked at his new shoes with delight.

She talked a lot, and the two people behind her didn't necessarily pay attention to her. She didn't care if they ignored her, so they just continued talking.

And she couldn't stay still. From time to time she would get lost for a while, and then follow her out of nowhere. She would pick up some bottles and cans in her hand, saying that she could sell them for scrap.

Feng Wuli was reluctant to put the rubbish she picked up in Youhuangli.

After a while, she hugged another cat and excitedly came back to tell her that she had picked it up. Feng Wuli saw a few scratches on her face.

After a while, she picked up a Tigger plush doll from nowhere and tied it around her waist with a rope.

She would also squat on the side of the road to watch the children eating ice cream, squatting and watching intently. Feng Wuli watched her untie Tigger from her waist, and stopped Po Nu before she was about to exchange the doll for ice cream with the child, and gave her

I bought an ice cream.

"This costs so much." She shyly licked the McDonald's sundae.

Then she picked up a small stone lion from somewhere. It was estimated to weigh several hundred kilograms. She picked it up with one hand, checked that no one was nearby, and was trying to stuff it into Feng Wuli's shadow.

"Your Majesty, help me get the thiamine."

He disappeared for a while, and after a while, his body was already dirty.

Feng Wuli looked at Wang Xilou and smiled. Wang Xilou smiled softly and pretended that nothing happened: "Master loves you in nine ways."

Feng Wuli glanced pitifully at Po Nu, who was licking ice cream miserably. Po Nu was expelled from Wang Xilou.

Feng Wuli thought that when he met her yesterday to set up a stall, he was attracted to the rags all over the place. Now he knew where those rags came from.

Feng Wuli bought a cup of milk tea. He likes regular rock sugar when drinking milk tea. Wang Xilou always thought that milk tea was too sweet, so he took a small sip to taste it.

The Po Nu in front was still mumbling: "I hope there are fewer people, otherwise it will be too crowded."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was some spiritual fluctuation in the air.

Feng Wuli and Wang Xilou immediately looked at Po Nu, who turned back with an innocent look on his face.

"What's the price? Is it still bad luck?" Feng Wuli asked helplessly.

"Not all wishes result in bad luck. It may be that the eyes cannot see, the brain becomes dim, etc. Let me see, the price now is a loss of self-control."

"Loss of self-control? What do you mean?"

Wang Xilou went over to pull her: "Stop staying outside and go back to the shadow!"

"I do not want!"

Feng Wuli felt that there was no need to force it, and since they were here, nothing would happen.

Wang Xilou was worried at the side, pulling Po Nu to stop her from running around.

He suddenly thought that after Ponu made his wish, the tourists in Jiming Temple would suddenly leave for various reasons, and when they arrived there would be no one there.

The spiritual entanglement of Price is really easy to use. Basically, if you have enough spiritual power, any wish can come true.

Feng Wuli was already thinking about how much spiritual power he could get in the college entrance examination.

"Let her go back quickly, she will become self-indulgent and her self-control will completely lose after a while."

Feng Wuli raised his eyebrows and hesitated whether to let Po Nu go back. Po Nu said arrogantly:

"As for the loss of spiritual power, I guess it's just a slight loss of self-control. It's okay, and it will be fine after a while."

When they arrived at Sakura Avenue, the three of them couldn't help but smile when they saw the cherry blossoms in bloom.

Cherry blossoms bloom in March and April, but the cherry blossoms in Jiming Temple bloom out of season before autumn. There may be a scientific explanation, but it has a beautiful meaning.

The impossible happened, and the impossible person came back.

For Po Nu, it means Feng Wuli is back.

People nearby walked slowly and took pictures from time to time. There were especially many couples holding hands, and their voices were small and scattered.

The petals of the cherry blossoms are very small, but they are in clusters, both above and below the trees. The sunshine is still golden at just after nine o'clock at this time, and the roadside signs, telephone poles, passing buses, and asphalt roads are all full of them.

There is a layer of golden light, and a few thick rays of sunlight shine through the branches of the cherry blossoms. The floating cherry blossoms are like pink fish in the long golden river.

The three of them were walking in a world of gold and pink. This moment was beautiful.

The master and apprentice were taking photos, and then they got together to talk about whether the photos looked good, and asked passers-by to help take a group photo, and thanked each other.

"This is beautiful, please send it to Master quickly."

"I'll package it all and send it to you."

"Why didn't you put your arm around Master's shoulders just now?" She was a little dissatisfied.

"Then take another shot?"

Halfway through, Feng Wuli turned around and stopped Po Nu from plucking the cherry blossoms.
Chapter completed!