Quick Transmigration: A money-loving man meets a boy who gives away money!

After Fu Si's voice fell, the wind and snow on the top of the mountain were all controlled by her, the door opened, and the cold air came in.

Those various ice sculptures left behind their last looks before they died.

Either shocked, angry, afraid, suspicious, or completely ignorant, neither sad nor happy.

Fu Si didn't look at them, but only fixed his gaze on Yu Ci. At this moment, on the top of the mountain, only her voice accompanied him, clear and simple...

She specifically asked Yu Ci to bring her here just to see how she would look when she saw this scene. Would she be scared?

Is he planning to kill her in his heart?

Or leave this desolate snowy mountain.

No, The Mountain.

But her reaction was beyond her expectations.

Yu Ci was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Can you control the wind and snow?"

Then why does it snow every day and it’s so cold.

"Also, what should we do with these ice sculptures?" These people were frozen along with their demonic aura. If they thawed, the demonic aura would leak out, which would cause some unpleasant consequences.

"The wind and snow on the mountain are the blankets that cover them for a peaceful sleep." Fu Si replied.

"I threw them all to the back mountain, out of sight, out of mind. The wind and snow there are stronger, and this side is just affected."

Yu Ci understood. Given the current situation, did she have to move these things over?

He looked at Fu Shi with a questioning look, but because he knew that the other party could hear his thoughts, he simply kept silent.

Fu Si just shook her red sleeves, and the white snow on the ground naturally condensed into snowmen, which began to cross the position of the two people, moved into the house one by one, and moved towards the back mountain.

Just don't have to do it yourself.

Yu Ci breathed a sigh of relief.

"So what are we doing in the mountains?"

"There's nothing to eat or drink here, I can't sleep well, and I can't play. Every day I open my eyes to live, and I close my eyes to sleep." She was really curious about how Fu Shi could insist on staying in this place for so long. She might get bored after two days.

"Practice calligraphy and painting."

Fu Si said calmly that she didn't like getting along with others, and the four treasures of the study in the main hall were there to entertain her every day and help her kill some time.

Anyway, time is nothing but meaningless to her, but she continues to live in such a cold way, and she doesn't know why...

"Wouldn't it be a bit boring?" Yu Ci asked. She couldn't imagine a hobby more boring than practicing calligraphy and painting. This man looked like he was full of thorns. How could he be so dull?

Fu Yi was silent, raised his eyes and asked, "Then what do you want to play?"

Speaking of playing, Yu Ci became excited and started introducing them to her.

"We can play leaf cards!"

"I can read minds."

"What about the dice?"

"I can control the points."

"Skiing... ahem, forget it..." Yu Ci realized she had said something wrong and shut up awkwardly.

"Is there anything you can't do?" Yu Ci thought about it. This person really didn't have the slightest chance to be fun. His control was so strong... He was very similar to a god.

Is this the way of heaven in this world?

"No." Fu Si directly denied this conjecture. She said indifferently: "This world is not even worthy of being a cage for me."

What a loud tone.

Yu Ci agreed with her and said, "Yes, yes, I am not even worthy of being your cage."

However, he did not really disbelieve it. Instead, he began to imagine that if it was true, then it would be normal for the world to have no laws of nature.

After all, a conscious prison is one where prisoners can easily escape.

Isn't this the end of "her"!?

Yu Ci Fulin had a thought for a moment, but quickly dismissed it. How could it be possible that he had lost his memory?

Overthinking...

The person in his arms looked bored, as if he had no interest in anything. He leaned in Yu Ci's arms, seemingly taking a nap.

In fact, I was secretly thinking, boring...

She had always lived like this and didn't think there was anything interesting in the world, even killing people was not fun.

Does she want to go down the mountain?

Yu Ci carried her back to the room where they first met that day, gently placed her on the desk, then sat down beside her, ready to watch her write and draw.

Under the scorching gaze, Fu Shi lost interest in looking at the beige rice paper for the first time. He placed his hands on the table, tapping the rhythm lightly with his fingertips, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that she didn't start writing, Yu Ci took out paper and pen and began to sketch the pattern. He used two large circles as the main frame and gradually improved the details.

It looks like a wheelchair.

Fu Si saw that she was very interested and did not disturb her. He just changed his perspective from a painter to a viewer.

With one hand on his cheek, he watched Yu Ci pondering seriously. When she couldn't figure out some key points, he gently pointed his fingertips at the drawing.

When she was quiet, she was quite adorable, and even her face was so eye-catching.

Slowly move your gaze down to that proud place...

She turned her eyes away silently. This thin bucket could actually be molded into a human shape and knew the importance of it.

But you can still see her soul through her skin. It is a pretty face that is slightly sad but full of stubbornness, and her eyes seem to be shining.