Chapter 24 After Abandoning the Unruly Villain 24 But Fu Wei, I don’t want to…

Fu Wei discovered something was wrong as soon as he arrived at the door of the Zhuge family's main house. Almost materialized resentment and ghost energy slowly overflowed from the cracks in the door and windows, full of malice. The servant guarding the door fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Fu Wei immediately opened the door, and the room was shrouded in black air. Zhuge An was attacked by the black air and fell to the ground. Seeing Fu Wei come in, he was overjoyed: "Master, there is something strange about this black air!"

This wisp of black energy was the same one that severely injured Chu Xiangzhi after Su Moli's death.

Because the situation of Feng Lingwu and Chu Xiangzhi was not optimistic, he had no time to take action, so he handed the black air to Zhuge An and asked him to investigate it carefully to see how it was related to the ghost disaster twenty years ago.

But unexpectedly, such a mistake happened.

Fu Wei raised his hand, and the golden spiritual power wrapped around the black air, which he held in his palm tightly.

"Are you okay?" Fu Wei helped Zhuge An up.

Zhuge An: "Thank you, Master."

Fu Wei: "Why is that?"

Zhuge An picked up a compass, and the needle on it spun wildly, making a crackling sound.

"Master, this is the ghost plate made by my uncle. It can detect the source of resentment. It has never made any mistakes over the years. Until I detected this black energy, the ghost plate stopped working. The ghost energy even broke away from the ghost plate and almost hurt me." Zhuge An's fingers turned white as he held the ghost plate, and his eyes were red.

Fu Wei: "Can you lend me the ghost plate?"

Zhuge An presented it with both hands.

Fu Wei held the ghost plate, and the ghost plate instantly quieted down. The golden spiritual power flowed, and the black air was put into the compass. The compass spun wildly again, and it was about to smoke and be scrapped. Fu Wei stopped in time.

Indeed not.

Fu Wei returned the ghost plate and put the black air into his sleeve. His eyes flashed and his face looked a little ugly. He didn't know what he remembered, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Zhuge An: "True Lord?"

Fu Wei came back to his senses: "It's nothing, I will handle this matter."

Zhuge An: "Yes."

Fu Wei added, "I have another thing for you to do."

Zhuge An said respectfully, "Please speak, Master."

Fu Wei: "I remember that the ghost disaster was sealed on Que Mountain by the heads of the four major families. It should have been peaceful for the past twenty years, but the ghost energy in Jinghua Village seems to be from the same clan as the ghost energy in Que Mountain. It's really strange, so I want you to keep an eye on the situation over there."

"This matter concerns the safety of the world. Zhuge An will certainly live up to the expectations of the True Lord."

Fu Wei patted Zhuge An's head, his face full of satisfaction, and said as if to coax a child, "Good boy."

Zhuge An's nose, ears, and cheeks were red and bleeding, and his heart was pounding wildly.

When he didn't know what to do and was at a loss, when Zhuge An looked up again, Fu Wei had already walked away. There was some regret in Zhuge An's eyes.

Fu Wei went back to accompany Feng Lingwu.

Ever since Feng Lingwu lost his spiritual bones, he has become increasingly fragile. He was already overthinking and sensitive, and now he is even more anxious and uneasy, and he always cannot leave someone by his side.

As soon as he returned, Feng Lingwu hugged him tightly.

Feng Lingwu must have just taken a shower, his hair was still wet, his upper body was naked, and his lower body was only wearing a bath towel. His eyes were red, and half of his angular face was in shadow. He looked a little aggrieved. Now he was lying on Fu Wei's shoulder and acting coquettishly: "Master, where have you been? Why did you come back so late?"

In this situation, Fu Wei really didn't know where to put her hands.

Fu Wei looked at the strong and graceful muscles with crystal clear water droplets hanging on them. The bronze skin had the wildness of a beast. He stared at it for a long time, which made Feng Lingwu feel a little embarrassed. His face turned slightly red and he was very shy.

"Master, I..."

Fu Wei thought about it and said politely, "Well, can you let me go first?"

Feng Lingwu was bewildered: "Master?"

Fu Wei frowned and said in a muffled voice: "You made me wet."

Feng Lingwu's heart moved.

Then Fu Wei took a step back and spread out her snow-white sleeves to show Feng Lingwu. There were water marks on them. Her eyes were sad and her voice sounded a little aggrieved.

The charming ambiguity is gone.

“Look.

Feng Lingwu: “…”

Feng Lingwu: "Master——"

Fu Wei was drying her clothes when she saw Feng Lingwu wrapped in only a bath towel. She asked in a somewhat accusing tone, "Why aren't you wearing any clothes? Aren't you cold?"

It was quite hot just now, but after hearing Fu Wei's words, I felt cold instantly.

Feng Lingwu: “…Not bad.”

Fu Wei grabbed the clothes on the sofa and draped them over Feng Lingwu's shoulders. She said with concern, "Wear more clothes, or you'll get sick, okay?"

Feng Lingwu silently wrapped himself tightly and nodded: "Yeah."

"Did you have an argument with Xiangzhi today?" He remembered that Feng Lingwu and Chu Xiangzhi did not have a good relationship in the past. He had left in a hurry today and had actually forgotten about it. Now that he thought about it, he couldn't help but start to worry.

Chu Xiangzhi was raised in luxury and was extremely arrogant, while Feng Lingwu was a rebellious guy. It was unthinkable that the two of them would meet.

As soon as Chu Xiangzhi was mentioned, Feng Lingwu's expression changed immediately.

"Why would Master mention him for no reason?"

Fu Wei sighed and changed her words: "I'm not mentioning him, I'm worried that you'll be bullied."

Feng Lingwu didn't believe it: "You are lying."

Fu Wei said helplessly: "Xiangzhi and I grew up together. He is a good person. You can try to get along with him."

Feng Lingwu was almost angry to death, and instantly remembered what Chu Xiangzhi said today.

engagement.

What a great engagement.

Feng Lingwu said with a stern face, "Okay, I'll get along well with him. But should I treat him as my uncle or my father-in-law?"

Fu Wei was surprised: "What does this mean?"

Feng Lingwu's eyes were burning. "Master and Chu Xiangzhi were engaged before?"

Fu Wei didn't expect Feng Lingwu to know this. Perhaps it was Chu Xiangzhi who told him, so he didn't intend to hide it. He nodded and said, "There is such a marriage."

Feng Lingwu: "Does it still count now?"

Fu Wei paused, his brows furrowed, his eyes showing a rare struggle. After a long while, he shook his head, expressed his true thoughts, and said softly: "I dare not promise anything to the Painting Spirit Body."

That distraught look made Feng Lingwu's eyes dim. The beast in his heart was roaring, jealousy attacked his mind, and his fists were clenched tightly.

It turns out that jealousy can really change a person beyond recognition.

Fuwei originally belonged to him alone.

He shouldn't have gone to Qingyun Mountain, nor should he have let Fu Wei meet Chu Xiangzhi. He knew this was wrong. Being cute is inherently selfish, and it is a gentleness and flattery that is only given to Fu Wei.

Feng Lingwu forced a smile and said, "So Master, what you're saying is that if I weren't a painted spirit, I would be with Chu Xiangzhi?"

Fu Wei shook her head again: "Things in the world are ever-changing, and it has been a thousand years, so I don't know the outcome."

He had long understood that people's hearts were fickle since ancient times.

Besides, he didn't know what he was thinking. After all, Chu Xiangzhi had saved him from death a thousand years ago, and this had become his obsession ever since. He had to repay him for his kindness.

As for matters of the heart, let’s not talk about them for now and just take it one step at a time.

Fu Wei soothed him softly, "Little Lingwu, getting along harmoniously is what I wish for. It's a hope, not an absolute requirement. And although you are my disciple, you are not my vassal, so I respect your thoughts. I don't know why Chu Xiangzhi said this to you, but Master can tell you - no matter what our relationship is, you are my only disciple, and this will never change."

But Fuwei, I don’t want to be your apprentice.

I want to be your lover.

I want to stand side by side with you, I want to marry you, I want to be entangled with you for the rest of my life.

The kind that will never be separated in life or death.

But Feng Lingwu didn't dare to say a single word of these words, nor did he dare to reveal even a little bit of his thoughts.

He was afraid of ending up like Zhuge Xianyu and Su Moli.

"Just a disciple?" Feng Lingwu only dared to test it. After an arduous ideological struggle, he finally asked.

Her eyes, as clear as glass, were a little dazed and puzzled. She didn't understand what Feng Lingwu meant, but Fu Wei thought hard for a moment before saying, "Not necessarily. After all, according to seniority, you should call me ancestor."

Feng Lingwu: “…”

Fu Wei felt like he was taking advantage. He patted Feng Lingwu on the shoulder and said jokingly, "Of course, if you insist on calling me dad, I can agree."

Feng Lingwu curled his lips and said mercilessly: "Fu Wei, you are wishful thinking!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran away, closing the door with a "bang".

Fu Wei, who was standing there, didn't understand why Feng Lingwu turned so violent. He was stunned for a moment before rubbing his brows helplessly and said with a smile, "He really has the temper of a child."

Fu Wei had a good temper, but he was a very reserved and face-conscious person at heart. He felt ashamed to be rejected by his own apprentice, so he naturally wouldn't knock on the door. But asking him to sleep on the sofa was even more impossible, so he thought for a moment, turned around and went into another room.

After locking the door, Fu Wei sat cross-legged on the bed and took out the black energy.

Fu Wei carefully sensed the black energy.

This black energy is not an ordinary thing, but is of the same origin as the Ghost King Zhu Jiuyin from a thousand years ago.

But this black air is the product of the ghost disaster twenty years ago.

Fu Wei has a very bad idea.

That is, the Ghost King has been resurrected for thousands of years. Judging from the ghost disaster twenty years ago, the Ghost King's power has not been fully restored. He is slowly absorbing the resentment, and it won't be long before the Ghost King will be completely resurrected.

But he was unable to destroy the Ghost King like he had done a thousand years ago.

Just as Fu Wei frowned and thought about this problem, a paper crane flew into the room, landed on Fu Wei's palm and turned into a golden light, and Zhuge An's voice came from it.

"Immortal Venerable, something has happened at Que Mountain. Black energy is rising into the sky, the seal is vibrating, and some people are already getting hurt."

Fu Wei guessed it, but he didn't expect it to come so soon. He stood up, and his figure flashed, and he was outside the room in an instant. Just as he was about to leave the residence, Feng Lingwu caught up with him at some point.

"Master, something happened."

Fu Wei looked back at him and nodded sternly, "Something happened at Queshan."

Feng Lingwu: "Maybe you can take me with you?"

Fu Wei frowned: "Your body..."

Feng Lingwu said, "There are magical fruits on Que Mountain that can cure all diseases. I want to go and have a look."

Although Fu Wei had never heard of it, she still said, "I can get it for you."

Feng Lingwu's eyes instantly turned red, and he felt a little aggrieved and sad. He whispered, "Master, do you think I'm a burden? Is that why you don't want to take me with you? But if I hadn't lost my spirit bones, I wouldn't be afraid either."

I have to say that Feng Lingwu knows how to take advantage of Microsoft's weakness and hit the nail on the head right away.

"How could I think you're a burden?" Fu Wei's heart softened. "It's just that this trip is dangerous. You might even risk your life."

"I'm not afraid," Feng Lingwu said cautiously, "Master, you will protect me, right?"

Forget it, what's the harm in taking him with me? I can protect him anyway.

Fu Wei nodded affirmatively: "Yes."

Feng Lingwu smiled.

The system sighed: [It's a pity that this time it won't happen.] Feng Lingwu will be the one to be abandoned.

Fu Wei's expression flickered, and after a long time, he said "hmm".