When Inhumans Meet Abnormal Humans

Maybe this week is destined to be restless, before the weekend arrives, Feng Ling ushered in another not-so-big or small event.

As soon as the summer solstice passes, the city goes into heat mode, steaming through a world of reinforced concrete and glass.

The wooden windows of Jiyaxuan are closed, thick curtains are drawn on the door, and the air conditioner is running non-stop, trying to steal a corner of coolness in the scorching dog days.

There were only him and Feng Ling in Xu Cishu's office. Uncle Lin didn't dare to turn on the air conditioner because of rheumatism, so he brought a pot of tea by himself to escape the heat and enjoy the cool under the courtyard corridor.

After taking the fairness cup, Xu Cishu poured tea for himself and Feng Ling and asked, "What is Xiao Qiao up to lately? I haven't seen you here for tea for a few days. Try the Chen Pu'er I just bought. fat."

"Da Xian Road, the full level will be reached in a few days, do you still play?" Feng Ling said, picked up the white porcelain pot, and took a sip gently.

He hadn't tasted this kind of fermented tea before, so he accepted the invitation after Xu Cixi. He could not only try it out, but also relax his tense nerves when he was surrounded by humans.

The tea is lukewarm at the entrance, which is different from the coolness of green tea. The taste of Pu'er is smooth and mellow, with a kind of old charm accumulated over time.

"No, I'm not very interested in playing games, but my cousin is playing," Xu Cishu recalled after taking a leisurely sip of tea to moisten his throat, "Speaking of which, I personally participated in the game I also invested a lot in the design of the warehouse, and I didn't expect to be able to make it so big."

"You are very good at being young. This design will usher in a new era and redefine the gameplay of the game." Feng Ling did not hesitate to praise, and by the way, filled up the last sentence in her heart. Of course, Mu Feng is more powerful.

"Cough," Xu Cishu didn't know what to think of when he heard the other party's comment. He choked on a mouthful of tea and coughed for a long time before finishing the sentence intermittently, "cough...it's very powerful, but...cough cough ...It's also a rare one, um, the best, Xiao Qiao, you...cough, if you see someone with the surname Li, you must walk around, you will be led as bad."

A person like Li Mufeng would never think of such a noble thing as creating a new era. The original intention of his research on brain-computer information communication technology is to create an infinitely real world where he can release his inner true self and do whatever he wants.

Is there any way to redefine the gameplay of the game, does abnormality and bad taste count?

As a member of the technical team, Li Mufeng would make a cameo appearance in the game design team from time to time, offering some wicked suggestions. In the cognition of the entire R&D team, the words Li Mufeng and abnormal could be interchanged.

Although Xiao Qiao could feel the malice, she had no malice towards her superiors. She was just a person with a simple and unrighteous outlook, so she seemed particularly ignorant of the world.

The young Xu Cishu once again understood why parents who worry about their children's happiness and safety always look haggard.

Around the surname Li?

No no no, no.

He really wanted the signature of Li Mufeng who was engaged in scientific research, and besides, he couldn't see him if he didn't go around, that person was usually hidden away, and the information about him on the Internet was only a few signed papers.

Li Mufeng on the Internet is even worse, not to mention what his real name is, because he is so good, it is impossible to get around. Although he is called the Great Demon King, he has been protecting him, and there is no suspicion of damaging him.

So, fate sounds illusory, but once you write the three life stones, it has its own red thread to draw people together.

Swallowing the rebuttal she was about to say, Feng Ling raised her hand to put the tea pot back.

But there was a crisp sound of "pop", and the porcelain cup slipped halfway and fell to pieces.

This is?

After making a quick guess, Feng Ling's expression changed a little, Sanhua and Huangmei Liuying had life and death thunderstorms today.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the other party's serious face, Xu Ci asked anxiously.

Despite her eagerness, Feng Ling waved the cup back into place, picked it up lightly and put it back on the table, and replied, "Sanhua and Huangmei Liuying are in trouble, I'll go back."

"I'll drive you!" Xu Cishu didn't ask if Sanhua was the cat he knew, took the car keys directly, and strode towards the door.

"Thank you, I can do it myself, I will contact you later..."

Before the end was finished, when Xu Cishu turned his head, the other party was gone, only the empty teacup on the table showed that someone had been here before.

In the living room, Sanhua and Huangmei Liuying's entire bodies were wrapped in a red light ball at this time, and a few silver-red rays of light like lightning swam past occasionally, which was obviously the key to entering the transformation.

Outside the window, the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear and cloudless, but now it has begun to turn cloudy, with dark clouds all around, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

As the red light on the ball of light increased, the clouds gradually lowered, the wind swept through, whistling and circling among the tall buildings, the sky occasionally streaked with a silvery white line, and the sound of thunder came faintly from a distance.

Gloomy weather, ubiquitous sense of depression, the whole city seems to be shrouded in a haze of impending doomsday.

"Crack!"

A thunderbolt struck extremely close, as if passing by the tip of Feng Ling's nose, and the whole room was instantly plunged into darkness.

The lightning just now may have damaged the transformer.

This thunder was just the beginning, and then the thunder became more and more frenzied, as if it was about to shatter the eardrums of people, and then blasted a loud noise into the brain. Damn.

It's all here, Feng Ling muttered silently, glanced at the increasingly dazzling light ball behind him, raised his hand to deploy a defensive formation, and directly pierced through the air and escaped into the clouds.

"Tianjun, Holy Mother, Fairy, wait a minute." Feng Ling called out.

Having never seen the woman in front of him before, Xin Huantian asked in response, "Who is here?"

"Xiwu Valley Feng Ling," remembering that she is not using her own appearance now, Feng Ling registered her own name, and did not restore her real body, but only released her aura, and the power of rules was laid out.

Feeling the coercion of Taoism, the three of them shouted in unison, "Tianzun!"

"I don't know that Tianzun is here, and I have lost my way, but I hope Tianzun will forgive me," said Han Zhixian, clasping his hands.

Nowadays, the three realms are separated, and the spread of culture is delayed, ranging from a few months to thousands of years. Seeing that the other party is still using the ancient vernacular, Feng Ling guesses that the modern vernacular of the human world has not had time to spread to the upper realm, so he adjusts in his heart After clearing up his language habits, putting away his coercion, he opened his mouth and said, "Fairy, you are being polite. I just showed my identity morally. Please forgive me if I offend you."

The three of them said that they didn't dare to do it, even though they suspected that the other party was too lazy to restore his real body, but Feng Ling's status, they were afraid of him, even if they knew who they were, they dared to tell the truth.

What's more, people can remember this incident, and they gave a reason, such a courtesy, it is also very embarrassing to talk about it in front of the grand master when they go back.

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "I don't know why Tianzun is here?"

Feng Ling replied, "I have experienced fate in the lower world, and I have accepted two little pets. Please forgive me."

Hearing this, Immortal Han Zhi complimented: "These two little monsters are very lucky."

"Tianzun, in my humble opinion, the thunder should still be struck, and the robbing of the thunder will be as strong as it is positive, and it will be of great benefit to cultivation." .

Feng Ling doesn't know much about mortal monsters, so it's inconvenient to speak nonsense, "Thank you Tianjun for your advice, I'll leave it to the Holy Mother to decide whether it's serious or not, as long as you don't die."

It's fine if you don't die, the implication is, as long as you don't die, you can hack to whatever extent.

Nine thunderbolts struck down one after another, and finally stopped at the critical point where they were about to die, and the heavy rain also poured down from the sky.

After thanking everyone one by one, Feng Ling didn't stay any longer, and went straight back to the living room.

Sending Feng Ling away, the Holy Mother of Golden Light breathed a sigh of relief, wiped off her cold sweat, and said, "I'm still afraid of Tianzun now, I haven't used the ancient vernacular for a hundred years, and I don't know if I used the wrong words."

Immortal Hanzhi also said, "Thousands of heaven and earth, there is no one who has gone through countless calamities without fear of him, obviously he looks so good-looking."

The burning smell still lingered in the living room. Two half-dead teenagers were lying curled up on the light beige carpet. The ground looks a bit garish.

Feng Ling silently disliked the sight of the two lumps of human-shaped coal in her heart, went back to the house and took a sheet of the same color as the carpet, and covered it with her spiritual power, then slowly nestled into the sofa, opened WeChat, took a photo of the scene and sent it Give it to Xu Cishu, indicating that the other party is fine.

The Phoenix Habitats on the Ridge: [Picture]

Fengqi Yuling: It's over.

The news of Xu Cishu's return came very quickly, obviously he had been waiting for the news.

Chieji expresses: What the hell?dead?

Chie Jiji: What happened?

Chieji expresses for the second time: Xiao Qiao, don't panic!

……

Chieji said: I'll go right away!

One message after another kept popping up.

what happened?

Faced with the sudden concern, Feng Ling was still dazed, typing slowly into the virtual interface, and the phone call came over there.

"Little Qiao, don't be afraid, I'm already on my way." Xu Cishu's voice sounded a little breathless, and the background sound of the car starting could be vaguely heard.

After a brief exchange between the two, Feng Ling understood why Xu Cishu reacted so strongly.

In the photo, Sanhua and Huangmei Liuying were completely covered by white sheets, lying motionless. They looked like corpses in a mortuary. Coupled with Feng Ling's ambiguous words "it's over", Xu Cishu felt that "rescue is invalid" , people have gone" illusion.

After clarifying the misunderstanding, Feng Ling hung up the phone and continued to lie down on the sofa with her knees bent and half lying on the sofa quietly listening to the rain knocking on the window, waiting for the two to wake up.

It was already the early morning of the next day when Sanhua and Huangmei Liuying regained consciousness.

The shower had just stopped, and the air was soaked with dust and water, and it smelled slightly fishy.

The two black coals, one tall and one short, sat up almost at the same time.

"I seem to have seen my deceased grandma greet me to drink soup on the bridge," the shorter coal ball said, his voice was full of trance, "God father, am I already dead?"

Looking at the white sheets on her body, the black claws of the small coal balls are tightly clutching the edge, and the green eyes like cold emeralds are quickly wet with tears.

"Why do you think so?" Feng Ling asked.

Raising her claws to wipe her tears and touch the charcoal powder more evenly, Sanhua sobbed and replied, "When grandma was carried out, she was covered with this white sheet. Everyone said she was gone, and she would never come back again." coming."

"..." I really didn't know that the human world had this habit, and I only used white to match the color of the carpet.

Not intending to continue entangled in this topic, Feng Ling simply dismissed the two fur balls who were still wandering, "Next time I will change flowers for you, now go take a bath first."

The two of them in the hardened form can't adapt well to the Taoist form, and they need to support each other to move forward crookedly.

The sound of water sounded, and disappeared again after a long while.

Sanhua's voice came from the bathroom, "Daddy God, what should I do if I don't have any clothes?"

"Doesn't anyone with fur know how to use fur to make clothes?"

After a moment of silence, Sanhua's voice came out of the crack of the door with a crying voice, tremblingly drifting towards the living room, "Changing... can't change."

"..." He doesn't know how to do this, the main body didn't even learn the shape?

After thinking for a while, Feng Ling scanned the space with his consciousness, and found a small box containing clothes without any surprise. It is the standard clothing of Qiwugu.

When they returned to Feng Ling, the two had already tidied up. They were wearing a green shirt with dark woven sycamore pattern and a layer of plain white gauze. Their wet hair was loose and they were standing on their feet.

Putting the tablet on the coffee table and pushing it over, Feng Ling said, "Let's leave it like this for today, you can use my account to order clothes for modern humans online."

Without connecting to the tablet, the two of them lifted their clothes and knelt down together, reciting the lines they heard from nowhere, "Thank you Da Da (My King) for your kindness, from now on, Da Da (My King) is the only one who will follow the lead and go through fire and water. No excuses."

"It seems that there is no place that requires you to work so hard." He just wanted to keep a pet, and he didn't think about what he wanted the other party to do.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the two little eyes were full of disappointment that could not be concealed, like a poor little daughter-in-law who just got married and received a divorce letter because she was useless.

What kind of metaphor is this?Have you read too many novels recently?

Shaking away the strange image in his mind, Feng Ling had no choice but to add: "However, I still have to bother you when dealing with family affairs. I tend to forget easily and I'm not very good at it."

Hearing this, Sanhua and Huangmei Liuying, who were recognized by their mother-in-law, recovered their spirits almost instantly, bowed deeply to their lower bodies, kowtowed and said, "In the future, but on an errand, I hope you will be named by the king (my king)."

……

Forget, Sanhua and Huangmei Liuying are used to calling each other, and they don't know if the other party has a name.

Feng Ling felt a little apologetic, covered her mouth and gave a fake cough, and asked, "Get up, did you have a name before?"

"Grandma calls me Sanhua."

"They are all pseudonyms on the ID card, and the current pseudonym is Shen Quan."

The two of them just straightened their upper bodies, still maintaining their kneeling posture, the hem of their blue shirts was slightly open, revealing the moon-white trousers underneath.

Rubbing her fingertips on the wristband, Feng Ling suggested, "It's not easy to get an ID card now, why don't Xiaoque just use the name of Shen Quan?"

Thinking that she will carry the nickname of Second Battalion Commander from now on, Huang Mei Liuying thinks that he can save him again, "Actually, there is a big demon who specializes in handling the documents on his behalf."

"I'm looking for fate in the world of mortals this time, and I don't want to interact too much with the monks, otherwise I always feel that my daily life will become very troublesome." Regardless of fate in the world, Feng Ling only hopes that the life in the human world can be as low-key and ordinary as possible. .

There are too many things involved in such things as karma to be unclear.

"Shen Quan thanked my king for giving me the name." Seeing that his family looked distressed, Shen Quan no longer insisted, put his hands on his forehead and bowed to the ground to thank him.

After thinking about it for a while, Feng Ling said to Sanhua again, "I remember that you are a black family, so you will inherit the surname Qiao, okay? She is my first fate in the human world, and you will also meet her reincarnation in the future."

"Yes~" No matter what your surname is, if you can be given a name, it means that you have been officially recognized. Sanhua was so excited that he pulled the end of the voice, and there seemed to be stars shining in his emerald eyes. Light, is it because the brilliance is taken away by these eyes?

Now that I have a surname, what should I do with my first name?

Qiao Sanhua?Qiao Huahua?Jo San?

It seems that both of them are the type who will blame their parents for not taking their names when they go to school.

Sitting on the sofa, named Fei, looking at the well-behaved boy kneeling and expecting, suddenly doubted his own cultural accomplishment. He couldn't spell a person's name out of thousands of Chinese characters.

It would have been nice if Li Mufeng was here, but it's a pity that I can't get in touch without the game.

Do you want to find Xu Cishu?It was because of him and tea that I knew this hairball.

tea……

Why not call it tea?

A bunch of names of tea leaves flashed in my mind, and there seemed to be a few suitable ones.Heartbroken, Feng Ling consulted, "You and I are bound by tea, and the three flowers take the flower characters, and the name is Liuhua, is it okay?"

"Qiao Liuhua thank you for the name," after Shen Quan, Liuhua also bowed to the ground.

After the two got up, they were going to give a high-five to celebrate, but the people who had just survived the thunder disaster, their vitality was weakened, they couldn't stand a slap, and they both fell back to the ground.

"It's unscientific," Shen Quan put his hands on the blanket, and Shen Quan had a disillusioned expression on his face, "In the novel, after being tempered by the Transformation Thunder Tribulation, the body will be restored with blood and blue, and the combat power will be greatly increased."

"You also know that it's a novel, don't take fictional things too seriously," Feng Ling comforted the young couple in front of him who would sit there for a while whenever they stumbled.

Nine-turn Thunder Tribulation can indeed improve their cultivation and combat power, but at least not now, they still need to avoid strangers and rest for seven days before they can recover their vitality and stabilize their Taoism.That's why he said goodbye to Xu Cishu's kindness for coming to help.

"Then, how long will I have to do this? I'm so weak," Shen Quan said, as wilted as a cabbage that had been frosted in the field.

"One week," although after a week, you guys who have increased your cultivation are still weak.

Looking across the faces of the two, Feng Ling frowned and said, "Do you still remember the third rule of Qiwugu's family?"

"Appearance is justice!" Yan Kong Liuhua rushed to answer, and he remembered this one most clearly.

Putting a water mirror in front of the two of them, a member of a certain appearance association commented, "Let's talk about Shen Quan first, isn't this guy with slanted eyebrows a failure? His 4 guys look more normal than you."

"And your mouth is too sharp. Do you think you are Lei Zhenzi or Monkey King? Dao body is still so nostalgic for the prototype. You turned into a shape for the convenience of flipping e-books with long hands?"

"And then there's Liuhua, what's the matter with the harelip?"

"I know that you are somewhat imitating my appearance, but can you not only have pale lips? You can't just learn the shortcomings of low profile. I am so pale because I don't have blood."

It was rare to say so much in one breath, Feng Ling slowed down a little uncomfortable, and then continued to summarize, "Because this week's Dao body is not yet stable, you should refer to the online beauties for adjustment."

The two of them, who were looking at the water mirror with a look of lovelessness, heard that there was still hope, recovered in seconds, and even brought their own background of spring flowers blooming.

"Big, big, can I become taller? It's unscientific for me to be shorter than the second battalion commander." Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Liu Hua held his ankles with both hands, smiling expectantly.

"Actually, I think our existence does not conform to the definition of science." Is it popular to care about science for unscientific things?

Holding his chin in one hand, Feng Ling seriously thought about Liu Hua's problem, "However, if I have to say it, it's probably because you are relatively small among cats?"

A certain Sanhua, who is indeed short among cats, just wants to say that his knee hurts, but being hit by an arrow does not prevent him from throwing a blank stare at the cheap and snickering boy next to him covering his mouth.

Looking at a pair of furry kids whose face-changing speed was comparable to the weather in June, Feng Ling couldn't help wondering whether their existence was to make up for his vacant expressions.

Also, do these two face-changing skills flock together, or are they similar to each other?

The author has something to say:

Hua: Dad, is it disgusting for you to hold the quilt with spiritual power?

Feng: Children don’t need to know too much truth

Liver does not change every day, and once again I admire the god of getting bigger every day,

Changed a little detail, it fits better with the back