Chapter 3: After Abandoning the Unruly Villain 3: If you run out of money, let him...
Feng Lingwu almost gritted his teeth and said, "Don't go too far."
Fu Wei was about to leave: "Forget it, since you don't want to, then I will..."
"Master!" Feng Lingwu hurriedly called out to Fu Wei, his face as red as a monkey's butt, and he stammered, "I do..."
Fu Wei raised an eyebrow: "What?"
Looking at the person in front of him who was pretending not to hear, Feng Lingwu was so angry that his teeth were itching, but the feeling of spiritual power flowing in his body just now fascinated him so much that the unruly wolf cub lowered his head in a pretentious manner and crawled at Fu Wei's feet.
Feng Lingwu's cheeks flushed red as he shouted, "Master, I do!"
A gentle smile appeared in Fu Wei's eyes. He bent down and patted Feng Lingwu on the head, saying soothingly, "Be good."
Feng Lingwu blushed even more.
His eyes couldn't help but drift to Fu Wei's hand again.
Those slender jade-like fingers were very beautiful, with each joint growing to the perfect size. The fingertips were lightly pink, and a red mole on the ring finger was dazzling. Fu Wei's hands were just like him, incredibly beautiful.
But such a clean and flawless hand is now stained because of him.
Fu Wei really didn't seem to dislike him.
This has never happened before.
Different from those people before.
Thinking of this, Feng Lingwu felt that it was not so difficult to recognize Fu Wei as his master.
What the hell!
How could he have such an idea? It must be Fu Wei who bewitched him!
"Leave."
Seeing Feng Lingwu still in a daze, Fu Wei felt helpless. He raised his finger and tapped Feng Lingwu on the forehead, "Let's go."
Feng Lingwu came back to his senses: "Ah, where are we going?"
Fu Wei extended her hand towards him: "Go home."
Feng Lingwu subconsciously put his hand on it.
A painting spirit, Fu Wei's hand was actually warm? It seemed quite soft. It was really hard for him to have such a hard heart.
Fu Wei took Feng Lingwu outside.
Feng Lingwu murmured to himself: "Why is it hot?"
Fu Wei turned back: "Hmm?"
Feng Lingwu quickly said, "Thank you, Master, for not minding my dirtiness and being willing to take me out. You are a kind-hearted person!"
Fu Wei looked at Feng Lingwu and agreed, "It is indeed very dirty, but it will be clean after washing. Don't worry, I don't despise you."
Although I know Fu Wei really doesn't mind, why does this sentence sound so annoying?
Feng Ling smiled with a wry smile: "Thank you, Master."
Fu Wei smiled: "You're welcome."
When he got home, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. Feng Lingwu relaxed instantly. As soon as he entered the door, he rushed into the bathroom and started to take a shower.
Just as he was humming a song and taking off his shirt, about to throw it aside, he turned his head and saw Fu Wei standing behind him, looking at him quietly, which scared him.
Feng Lingwu subconsciously covered his chest and shouted, "What are you doing?"
Fu Wei asked, "Do you want to take a shower?"
Feng Lingwu: "Yeah, what are you doing? Get out now!"
Fu Wei looked at him with some reproach and said, "You made me dirty, so you have to wash me first."
Why does this sound so abnormal?
Feng Lingwu's entire body turned red like a shrimp. He seemed to have misheard and repeated, "Shall I wash it for you?"
Fu Wei said as a matter of course: "Isn't this your job as a servant?"
Feng Lingwu swallowed and took a step back: "I thought you were abstracting and role-playing with me."
It turns out that this servant is really a servant in the literal sense.
Fu Wei was puzzled: "What is that?"
He had been trapped in the painting for a thousand years and was somewhat unfamiliar with the world today. He did not quite understand the current rules, and in his understanding, servants were there to serve him in his daily life.
Feng Lingwu: “…” Okay, okay.
Who can blame him for being so awesome?
Feng Lingwu pulled the bath towel over himself, took Fu Wei's hand, and went to the sink: "Nothing, Master, I will serve you first."
"Come on, let's turn on the tap and wash our hands first, okay?"
"Come on, yes, that's it, put your hands down there, mmm, great."
Fu Wei heard the tone of someone clearly trying to coax a child, especially when she saw the child, who was only as tall as her shoulders, coaxing her in return. She wanted to laugh and teased him, "Are you coaxing me?"
Feng Lingwu pretended to be surprised: "Really? All the kindergartens here are like this, don't you like it?"
Fu Wei: "What is kindergarten?"
Feng Lingwu said, "There's a place dedicated to serving people. I learned this from there. How's it going?"
Fu Wei smiled and said, "I like it. We can continue in the future."
Feng Lingwu: “…”
The water quickly washed away the stains on my hands, and my pink fingertips looked so beautiful after being washed by the water.
Feng Lingwu took a quick look and suddenly remembered that it was Fu Wei's hand. He quickly retracted his gaze and said, "Okay, it's clean now, Master. Can you go out now?"
Fu Wei shook her head and opened her arms: "My clothes are dirty." After a pause, Fu Wei looked at Feng Lingwu reproachfully, "You made them dirty."
Feng Lingwu: "I'll wash it, I'll wash it for you."
Then he diligently took off Fu Wei's outer robe, added some washing powder, soaked it in water, and asked, "This material is so soft, can you rub it with your hands?"
Fu Wei said uncertainly, "Maybe?"
Feng Lingwu: "No, there's nothing I can do. This isn't a dry cleaner. Go out first and let your clothes soak for a while. I'll wash your clothes as soon as I finish my shower. Can you go out and wait for me?"
"Besides, do you think it's appropriate for us to look disheveled?"
It's indeed inappropriate.
Fu Wei raised her hand again, wanting to pat Feng Lingwu on the head, but Feng Lingwu dodged it. With an expression that seemed to be thinking about Fu Wei, he said, "I've made your hands dirty. I'll have to wash them for you later."
A smile appeared in Fu Wei's eyes, and she poked Feng Lingwu's cheek with her finger: "Good boy."
Feng Lingwu: “…”
Then Fu Wei was driven out by the angry Feng Lingwu.
Fu Wei was not angry. She sat on the sofa and watched TV with great curiosity. From time to time, she looked at the bathroom door. Fu Wei felt that she had found something very interesting.
That is to tease Feng Lingwu.
After a while, Feng Lingwu came out of the bathroom, changing into an old man's vest that could be bought for 9.9 yuan on the street, and shorts.
Without the protection of his long sleeves and long pants, Fu Wei discovered that Feng Lingwu was even thinner than he looked. He had very little flesh on his body. His thin skin was covered with layer upon layer of scars, some of which were even fatal.
Fu Wei's eyes dimmed, and his fingers tapped lightly on the worn sofa chair, becoming less casual and more cold.
Feng Lingwu wiped the water off his head with a towel, then approached Fu Wei and said flatteringly, "Can you tell me how I can practice magic?"
Fu Wei: “No.”
Feng Lingwu was a little anxious: "Why?"
Fu Wei: "But I can tell you why you can't practice magic."
Feng Lingwu: "That's fine too, why is that?"
Now that we know the reason, how far is it from the truth?
Fu Wei placed his hand on Feng Lingwu's spine and pressed down on the bone.
Feng Lingwu shuddered and looked at Fu Wei in confusion.
Fu Wei said, "You have a bone growing here, the size of a fingernail, called a spirit bone."
"It stands to reason that those who possess spirit bones must be peerless geniuses. Unfortunately, your spirit bones were damaged at birth, making you not only useless, but also coveted by countless evil spirits due to the leakage of your spiritual power."
"So that's how it is." Feng Lingwu said excitedly, "Since you know my spirit bone is damaged, you must have a way to help me, right?"
"Yes." Fu Wei said, "I'm thirsty."
Feng Lingwu quickly poured a glass of water, held it in both hands, and looked at Fu Wei with hope: "Drink it, there's more if it's not enough."
Fu Wei took the cup and took a sip before continuing, "But I can't tell you unless you help me find something."
Feng Lingwu: "What is it?"
Fu Wei said: "Green Spirit Stone."
Feng Lingwu had heard of the Qingling Stone. He had even seen it with his own eyes when he was still in the Feng family. It shone brightly and dazzlingly. After absorbing it, one's cultivation level could increase by ten years. It was a priceless treasure!
But I am penniless, let alone Qingling Stone, even breakfast for tomorrow is a problem.
Feng Lingwu instantly wilted: "Your request is too high. Where can I get the Qingling Stone?"
Fu Wei said, "You smell like the Green Spirit Stone."
Feng Lingwu was surprised: "How is that possible?"
Fu Wei said, "And it's very strong. Has anyone around you ever worn something like a Green Spirit Stone? It might be a ring, bracelet, or pendant. It's green and shiny, like glass, but the texture is very hard."
Feng Lingwu kept thinking about the people around him.
Not many people like him, and he doesn't have many close friends, let alone someone who can taint him with such a strong smell.
Apart from……
"I remember now, it should be him."
Fu Wei raised his eyes: "Who?"
Feng Lingwu said: "My deskmate."
Fu Wei: "Okay, take me to see him."
…
Early the next morning.
Feng Lingwu was waiting at the school gate early, and while Zhao Nan was not paying attention, he pulled him into an alley on the side.
This scared Zhao Nan so much that he was shaking all over. Especially when he saw Feng Lingwu's face, he was almost scared to tears.
"What do you want to do, wuwu——"
Feng Lingwu, who had originally planned to coerce and bribe Zhao Nan, was speechless when he saw him crying like a tearful person: "No, am I that scary?"
Zhao Nan nodded sincerely: "Yeah."
Feng Lingwu was bullied by the Feng family when he was young and was later kicked out. Because he was alone, he was isolated by his classmates and targeted by the local thugs. If he had not been a little more aggressive, he would have been eaten to pieces.
But ever since he beat up the gang of thugs who bullied him, he has become notorious.
Zhao Nan is a well-known crybaby, so it's no wonder he was scared like this.
Feng Lingwu: "...I'm not looking for trouble with you, I'm asking for your help."
Zhao Nan burped and asked, "What's the matter?"
Feng Lingwu looked at the green stone the size of a fingernail on Zhao Nan's neck and said, "I need the stone on your neck. As long as you give it to me, I will agree to anything you want."
When Zhao Nan heard that Feng Lingwu wanted the stone, he immediately covered his necklace and shook his head wildly: "No!"
Feng Lingwu couldn't really go and rob it, so he could only beg: "I really need this stone. Can you give it to me? As long as you give it to me, I will agree to any conditions you put forward. How about it?"
Zhao Nan sniffed and choked up, "This is my mother's relic. Woohoo, please don't take it away. Okay, I'll give you money, okay?"
Feng Lingwu was stunned and couldn't say a word for a long time.
Because if he were Zhao Nan, he would not give things to others.
The word "relic" is too heavy.
Feng Lingwu hesitated, and just when he was about to scold Fu Wei and tell him to find another way, Fu Wei appeared.
He still came in the same white and silver robe.
Her gentle eyebrows were lowered, like a Bodhisattva, which made Zhao Nan stunned.
Zhao Nan even forgot to be afraid. Looking at the person who suddenly appeared, he asked dryly, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
Fu Wei replied: "It's not a ghost."
But not a human either.
Zhao Nan said nervously, "It's good that you're not a ghost. Then are you here to steal my necklace like Feng Lingwu?"
Fu Wei shook his head: "No, I just want to tell you that you are dying."
Zhao Nan was startled: "Wh...what do you mean?"
Fu Wei said: "His face is dark blue, his forehead is black, and he is surrounded by evil spirits. If this is not resolved soon, I am afraid he will not live for more than half a month."
"How...how is this possible!" Zhao Nan was terrified and shouted, "You just want to steal my necklace. I'm fine."
Fu Wei shook his head and said seriously: "The necklace is a dead object after all. If you don't give it to me, we can find another way. But my friend, you need to make a plan as soon as possible."
Zhao Nan: "But I'm fine."
Fu Wei slowly expressed his guess and said, "The yin energy is very strong, it must be a female ghost. I wonder if you have heard or dreamed of anything unclean recently when you were sleeping or dreaming."
"For example, a lot of blood..."
"For example, has anything strange happened at home recently?"
With every word Fu Wei said, Zhao Nan's face turned paler, until it was completely bloodless. His face was tense and he said stubbornly, "I'm fine. I won't give you the necklace. I'm fine too."
After saying that, he ran away holding the necklace.
No one stopped him, so Zhao Nan ran away.
Seeing this, Feng Lingwu kicked the corner of the wall and scratched his hair anxiously: "What should I do?"
Fu Wei said calmly: "He will come back."
Feng Lingwu: "What you just said is true, you are not lying to him?"
Fu Wei was puzzled: "This is not a small matter, how can you use it to deceive people?"
Feng Lingwu frowned upon hearing this: "But his family is rich and powerful, why would the evil spirit haunt him?"
"Being possessed by an evil spirit has nothing to do with being rich or poor." Fu Wei didn't care about this. He handed Feng Lingwu a roujiamo and said, "Eat."
Feng Lingwu looked at the meat pie and remembered that Fu Wei was penniless. He was horrified and asked, "Did you steal it?"
"No, just now when you were squatting on Zhao Nan, I was bored and thought I'd wander around. Then I ran into a kind girl. She gave this to me. Oh, and she even asked me to join her in making this gesture towards a black box."
After saying that, Fu Wei tilted his head and made a "yeah" gesture towards Feng Lingwu with a smile.
What the hell is this?
The sudden change in style made Feng Lingwu a little unable to react.
Feng Lingwu: “…”
Seeing Feng Lingwu remained silent, Fu Wei became a little uncertain and said, "I thought this was my reward."
"I guess so..." Feng Lingwu's mouth twitched, "Why don't you eat it yourself?"
Fu Wei commented seriously, "You're too thin. It's my duty as the master to fatten you up."
Feng Lingwu felt warm in his heart: "I didn't expect you to be so considerate."
Fu Wei raised her chin, a little proudly: "Follow me, I won't let you suffer any grievances."
"Hmmmm!" Feng Lingwu was already extremely hungry and ate with big mouthfuls.
This pretty boy seems to be okay with him.
But this time it also gave him inspiration.
If I run out of money in the future, I’ll ask Fu Wei to sell her smiles.
At this time, Fu Wei didn't know what Feng Lingwu was thinking and was immersed in the fun of training Feng Lingwu. If he knew, he would probably drag Feng Lingwu to the street and let him laugh to his heart's content.
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