Chapter 2 After abandoning the rebellious villain 2 Call the master.
Fu Wei narrowed his eyes dangerously.
This villain is arrogant enough and not afraid of death.
But it makes sense. After all, spirits have been dependent on human existence since their birth. To put it bluntly, they are just the most loyal slaves of humans.
No wonder this kid was so awed and wary of me just now, but now dares to act like a tyrant in front of me.
Fu Wei bent down and looked at him with a half-smile: "You want to be my master?"
The boy was fifteen years old and was a little malnourished, so his height did not match his age. He was only as tall as Fuwei's shoulders, wearing a school uniform that was washed white. His little face was held high, giving the impression of a small-minded person who had achieved success.
And with a kind of fearless stubbornness.
Feng Lingwu said firmly: "Yes!"
Fu Wei was not angry and agreed with him: "Okay."
Feng Lingwu, who had expected Fu Wei to resist, was surprised: "What did you say?"
Fu Wei repeated with good temper: "I said, if you want to be my master, you can."
"That's what you said!" Feng Lingwu's eyes showed ecstasy. Looking at the handsome man in front of him, he could hardly hide his excitement. He didn't know how to disguise his thoughts.
Fu Wei: "Don't be too happy too soon, I haven't stated the conditions yet."
Feng Lingwu frowned: "What do you mean?"
Fu Wei said slowly, "The strong are respected, and the victor is king. Since you want to be my master, you must show some ability and make me sincerely convinced. Similarly, since I want to be your master, I have to get your willingness."
"After all, I don't like forcing people."
Feng Lingwu asked, "What do you want to do?"
Fu Wei raised his hand and waved, and the hair in the alley instantly caught fire, revealing its original appearance. In the distance was an empty street, but it was late and there were no people.
Fu Wei said: "This is a very simple challenge. I will give you one hour to walk back to your home from here."
"I won't hinder you from returning home, nor will I interfere in your affairs. I will just be a bystander. As long as you can return home, I will recognize you as my master. Of course, you can also ask me to help you," Fu Wei smiled, "but even if you lose, you will have to be my apprentice."
Feng Lingwu was not fooled: "I am your master, why should I bet with you?"
Fu Wei: "You can try to order me."
Feng Lingwu had learned the art of driving spirits, so he immediately began to try, "Heaven and Earth... obey my command, let me drive you, kneel down!"
Fu Wei looked at him indifferently.
Feng Lingwu became anxious and formed seals again.
I struggled for half an hour but still couldn't figure out what was going on.
Finally, Fu Wei smiled, lowered her head to look at him, and opened her red lips slightly: "Kneel down."
Feng Lingwu's knees went weak and he immediately knelt down with his whole body prostrated on the ground.
Feng Lingwu was horrified: "How could this happen?"
Fu Wei doesn't even need to chant any spells!
Fu Wei squatted down, patted Feng Lingwu's head, and said slowly: "Because I am strong enough, as long as I want, I can even reverse this master-servant contract."
"My dear child, are you willing to gamble now?"
Feng Lingwu gave in: "You are not allowed to cheat."
Fu Weiwei raised her hand slightly, and Feng Lingwu got up from the ground: "Stop playing tricks and go home."
It would only take him ten minutes to get home from here if he ran faster, not two hours at all.
Although I don't know what this person is up to, I might as well give it a try. If I win, I can get a servant for free. Even if I lose, I can still get a master for free.
This deal is a win-win.
Feng Lingwu answered without hesitation: "Okay."
…
Two hours later.
Feng Lingwu crawled out of the sewer like a dead dog, covered in garbage and smelly water. When he looked up, he saw Fu Wei in white sitting gracefully on a public chair, supporting her chin and looking at him boredly.
"It's just a low-level ghost. How come it just took so long to crawl out? It's a bit slow."
The veins on Feng Lingwu's forehead bulged.
Damn it, twenty minutes, twenty minutes!
He dared to say that if it were someone else, they would be torn to pieces the moment they were dragged away by the evil spirit.
It was already a blessing from God that I could escape, but this person actually complained about my slow speed.
"Fuwei, I'm just an ordinary person, a useless cultivator. How could I escape...ah!"
Before Feng Lingwu could finish his words, a cat suddenly jumped out from the corner of the wall, and seemed to use Feng Lingwu's black head as a stepping stone. It took over and kicked Feng Lingwu down again, and the black cat disappeared in a flash.
The screams of Feng Lingwu echoed in the sewer.
Fu Wei sighed, "How pitiful."
system:【……】
Fu Wei: [He should beg me. I'm a soft-hearted person and won't argue with him.]
Quite soft-hearted indeed.
Ever since Feng Lingwu left the alley, due to his physical condition, he has been chased by starving ghosts, caught by sewer ghosts, threatened by infant spirits, molested by female ghosts, and just now was kicked into the sewer by a cat.
From beginning to end, Fu Wei didn't even blink.
The system nearly collapsed, and after a long pause, it said, "...Sir, is this really okay? I thought we were given a redemption scenario earlier."
Fu Wei explained: [Ordinary redemption scripts are useless to him.]
System: [What does that mean?]
Fu Wei said, "Because he doesn't see me as a human being. In his eyes, Hua Ling is just a slave, a tool for him to manipulate. Our status has been unequal from the beginning. If I don't change his mindset, all the kindness I show him will become a matter of course, and he will think I'm trying to please him."
The system seemed to understand: [That's right. If you can't make him truly regard you as his master, the villain's dark power won't be enough later.]
Fu Wei added: "However, I don't want our status to be equal."
The system was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
Fu Wei said as a matter of course: "He is too disobedient and too naughty. Now I don't want to be on equal footing with him. I just want him to kneel at my feet and beg me to pity him."
System: [……] His master really doesn’t want to suffer any loss.
Fu Wei waited for a while longer, but the person who should have crawled out of the sewer long ago was nowhere to be seen. "System, please help me check what's going on."
Upon hearing this, the system quickly checked and was horrified: [Sir, something bad has happened down there. A high-level evil spirit has been lured here by the villain's pure spirit body and is about to kill him.]
【Go and save him quickly.】
The reason why the villain causes ghost disasters since he is born is not because he is a doomed star, on the contrary, it is because he is born with a pure spiritual body and spiritual bones, which is a tonic for ghosts on the level of Tang Monk's meat.
…
"Bang——"
Feng Lingwu flew out again, and his back hit the concrete wall of the sewer hard.
The sewage in front of him gurgled as if it was boiling, forming a small whirlpool, and then countless pieces of meat, bones and organs were thrown out and scattered under Feng Lingwu's feet.
This is an evil ghost whose body was dismembered during its lifetime.
The evil ghost slowly pieced itself together, but its technique was so poor that it was twisted and shaky, as if it would shatter into pieces in the next second.
"It smells so good, it really smells so good."
“Food delivered to your door.”
The evil ghost came in front of Feng Lingwu, lifted his head up, and sniffed as if admiring food, with saliva dripping on his face.
Feng Lingwu's face was as dark as water, and he cursed Fu Wei hundreds of times in his heart.
It was obvious that when he was chased and beaten by ghosts several times before, Fu Wei was always watching by his side and said countless sarcastic words to him. Now that he is really in danger, he finally comes!
A scarlet tongue was stuck out, and was about to lick Feng Lingwu's cheek. Feng Lingwu took a deep breath, suddenly broke free from the evil ghost's restraints, and threw the talismans in his pocket out as if they were free.
The talisman suddenly caught fire, forming a web that covered the entire sewer. The light illuminated the entire sewer, allowing Feng Lingwu to see the scene in front of him.
The evil ghost wasn't afraid at all! Seeing the golden net, it actually chose to face it head-on, squeezing through it with its own body. The mesh cut the evil ghost's body again, and pieces of flesh and organs fell to the ground. It kept jumping and moving, and it approached Feng Lingwu again.
Feng Lingwu waved his dagger fiercely, but it was of no use. These pieces of flesh were like parasites, growing faces one after another. Their number increased more and more, and they were so dense that they almost covered the entire sewer.
It started from his ankles and started to crawl upwards, and was about to eat away at his body.
His legs ached terribly, and he felt as if he were being eaten alive.
Exhausted from his strength, Feng Lingwu could no longer hold on and fell to his knees, dropping the dagger in his hand.
"Fuwei——"
Just when Feng Lingwu was in despair, a golden light flashed, and the wriggling corpses seemed to be frozen as if the still button was pressed.
The air in the sewer seemed to be frozen.
Feng Lingwu was breathing heavily, his eyes were red, and he stared at the source of the golden light.
A young man in a white robe strolled over, his body ablaze with white light. He casually looked around, and when he saw Feng Lingwu, who was submerged in the water, he couldn't help but laugh: "I haven't seen you for a while, why are you so embarrassed?"
Feng Lingwu's brows twitched, but he felt relieved in his heart. However, he still couldn't let go of his pride, especially when he heard Fu Wei say that. He became even more angry. He snorted coldly and turned his head away from Fu Wei.
Fu Wei is his painting spirit. They share the same fate. He doesn't believe that Fu Wei would really stand by and watch him die.
"It seems that I'm here too early." Fu Wei didn't indulge him. He lightly tapped his finger, and the blood clots began to wriggle again, and were about to climb onto his head and tear his flesh!
Feng Lingwu suppressed the pain and raised his eyes with great effort to look at Fu Wei.
But Fu Wei still looked at him calmly with a faint smile.
He was clearly about to die, but Fu Wei was fine.
Feng Lingwu completely realized the reality that Fu Wei was not an ordinary painting spirit at all, and he could not easily control her.
Feng Lingwu, who had figured everything out, immediately gave up his reserve and said loudly, "It's not too early, it's just right, you've come at the perfect time."
The wriggling blood clot stopped moving again.
Fu Wei asked with interest: "Really? So you're going to admit defeat?"
Feng Lingwu no longer cared about saving face and said quickly, "I admit defeat. I was wrong. I didn't recognize Mount Tai. Master, I beg you, please save me."
Fu Wei was satisfied. He waved his finger lightly, and the blood clot exploded instantly, turning into foul-smelling blood water that fell down. As expected, it soaked Feng Lingwu's head again.
Feng Lingwu no longer cared about his image. He crawled out of the pool of blood and lay beside Fu Wei, gasping for breath.
Fu Wei was holding an umbrella, her snow-white robe was not stained at all, she looked like a banished immortal who was detached from the world.
Feng Lingwu cursed inwardly, but his face was filled with a flattering smile: "Thank you, Master. I knew you wouldn't stand by and watch someone die."
Fu Weiwei raised her eyebrows slightly, but did not agree. She just gestured for him to stand up and look at the evil ghost.
The blood clot exploded, but the evil ghost was not dead yet. It showed its original form again and roared at Fu Wei and Feng Lingwu.
Feng Lingwu shrank back in fear, grabbing Fu Wei's sleeves with his blood-stained hands, staining them. It was unknown whether he did it intentionally or deliberately.
"Master, please, save me." Feng Lingwu said pitifully.
A bit fake.
If you are not convinced of yourself, you can only use this method to disgust yourself.
childish.
Feng Lingwu did it on purpose. He stared into Fu Wei's eyes, trying to find disgust in them, or disdain, or maybe a curse and push him away, just like everyone he met.
But Fu Wei didn't.
The slender, bony fingers rested on the back of his hand, guiding his palm upwards. The dagger that had fallen to the ground was summoned and instantly returned to its place.
Fu Wei hugged him from behind, and a faint fragrance emanated from her, lingering around Feng Lingwu's nose. Feng Lingwu was completely stunned, not daring to move, not quite understanding what Fu Wei wanted to do.
Fu Wei lowered her head and whispered in his ear: "It is better to rely on yourself than on others. This is the first lesson I will teach you."
Feng Lingwu's head was buzzing, the tips of his ears were red and bleeding, his mind was in a mess, and after a while he said, "What?"
Fu Wei's attention was not on Feng Lingwu. He looked at the evil ghost in front of him calmly: "I'll teach you how to get rid of ghosts."
Feng Lingwu refused: "I am useless, I can't practice at all..."
Without waiting for Feng Lingwu to finish speaking, Fu Wei placed his other hand on Feng Lingwu's spine. A stream of heat instantly flowed from the joints to his limbs and bones, and his dantian felt as hot as fire. However, it was not uncomfortable, but rather full of strength.
The dagger in his hand was flashing with silver light.
Feng Lingwu said in disbelief: "What is this?"
Fu Wei said: "This is the spirit in your body."
In this world, only those who possess the [spirit] can learn magic. Before this, he had always been a waste.
Feng Lingwu: "I actually have a spirit?"
"Well, there's just a problem..." Fu Wei slowly released Feng Lingwu's hand, "Use the Killing Order." Perhaps fearing that Feng Lingwu would forget the formula, he reminded him, "Exorcise the evil spirits and bind the demons, and the Dao Qi will last forever [1]. Break!"
"Okay!" Feng Lingwu looked at the light on his body in surprise, suppressing his inner excitement, and looked at the evil ghost in front of him without fear at all, and rushed forward.
Ten minutes later.
Feng Lingwu killed the evil ghost with a flushed face and rolled to Fu Wei happily.
But before he could ask Fu Wei how she did it, the light disappeared, and her Dantian, which should have been full of spiritual energy, dried up again, with no spiritual energy left.
Feng Lingwu was sweating profusely and grabbed Fu Wei's sleeve: "Why is my spirit gone?"
The blood on Feng Lingwu's hand also stained Fu Wei's other sleeve. Seeing this, Fu Wei pulled out his sleeve expressionlessly and said, "Oh, I won't tell you."
Feng Lingwu knelt down, kowtowed three times, and said loudly, "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"
Fu Wei tugged at his sleeves and smiled, "I'm not accepting any disciples lately, so I'm in need of a servant."
The apprentice is almost the same as a servant. The system can't control him anyway. Fu Wei, on the other hand, is very vindictive.
Feng Lingwu: “…”
Feng Lingwu: "Master, what do you mean?"
Fu Wei: "Call me master."
Feng Lingwu: “…”
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