Chapter 157: Wansigou

The male vixen who admired the "advanced seniors who are good at setting up formations" was grabbed by the dead ghost for a severe training. The standard old man and son-in-law fell in love with each other and killed each other.
Most domestic father-in-laws don’t like the smelly man who will abduct his beloved baby daughter, let alone a fox... Maybe it’s because he discovered that this vixen is not as evil and cunning as he thought, and the dead ghost rushed to the male fox. Although the attitude was bad and emotional during the quarrel, the black energy on his body disappeared by accident.
Tang Qin has been sticking to the corner of the wall just now, doing shocked petrification, watching the whole process of Fuxi pointing the male fox to upgrade the maze, until now after Feng Xiaoxiao came back, he finally recovered, while the attention of the few people present was attracted by the dead ghosts. , Hurriedly rubbed over in small steps and stuttered in a low voice: "This, this is what Brother Yang said about your husband before?!"
Sky green snake pattern, accompanied by the mother of God Erlang... How does it look like the Mr. Feng mentioned by his uncle.
Coupled with Yang Yan's explanation in the recapture of the pottery vase, Tang Qin suddenly understood the hidden identity of this handsome guy who seemed to be about the same age as him-even Fuxi came out. Could this be the immortal's occupation The rhythm of the earth? !
It was precisely because of this sudden realization that Tang Qin was scared to stick directly to the corner when the other party came to the door just now.
Fuxi was the ancestor of gossip himself, and he was naturally extremely proficient in various formations. So as soon as I found this place, I saw a little demon who would set up a fan formation and gave some pointers. I didn't take a look at Tang Qin, a mortal, and ignored the past as the background board.
But now when I hear Tang Qin's words. The great immediately gained a lot of favorability for this very high-level mortal, and he was satisfied with a smile and said, "Yes, I am Xiaowa's husband."
Feng Xiaoxiao pretended to be dead with Xiao Hei's surprised and suspicious gaze. In this case, she didn't answer anything right, so she didn't answer anything at all.
...
The first step in developing a relationship is contact.
The problem between the dead ghost and the male vixen is a personal matter. There is no need for too many people to watch, leaving a small black bet, and a Tang Qin guarding the house is almost the same. Fuxi followed the guidance of Zhang San’s love lecture and pulled Feng Xiaoxiao out to press the road.
Let's not talk about what to talk about specifically, we must first eliminate the strangeness that everyone has not seen for tens of thousands of years... Zhang San has the first to say that human memory is the most important factor in the formation of independent personality. What a person has ever experienced. What kind of character is formed in the process of experience, these are the most important reasons for distinguishing the characteristics of this person, as for appearance and soul, it is second.
The appearance is not important because it is too thin, and the soul is not important because it is too ethereal.
Just like Zhang San and Yang Yan couldn't completely return to the way they got along in the heavenly court. Fuxi and Nuwa, who hadn't restored the memories of the great era, couldn't directly homer and then Enenaiai went hand in hand to retreat... In fact, even if Feng Xiaoxiao completely recovered his memory, it was impossible. Because the other party's independent personality has been shaped in the twenty years of this life. Recovering the memory is just "remembering", not being "replaced"...
Feng Xiaoxiao had no idea about Fuxi's suggestion to go out for a walk, if it wasn't threatening. In fact, she can also treat each other directly like other ordinary colleagues. According to the other party's statement, try to get in touch... Actually, it will be very helpful for future peaceful coexistence, right? !
So the two who reached a consensus in a certain way went for a walk together...
In terms of love, Zhang San, who actually only had half a bucket of water, followed the two of them far behind, confused and completely confused. Why did the two ancient ancestors take their own when they communicated their feelings? ! Could it be said that Fuxi meant to let her coach off the court? ! This is a little unscientific. I have only heard of a cheat sheet on a date, but I have never heard of a director like this.
As for Feng Xiaoxiao... Zhang San’s mood was slightly entangled. It is estimated that this person also agreed to bring his own meaning in order to separate the relationship, such as avoiding loneliness. At this time, there is a The presence of a third party can logically push Tai Chi away.
Faced with such a seemingly divorced couple, Zhang San really wanted to run farther away from the center of the war, but he didn't have the right to vote at all. In case Fuxi walks and really wants to hold a little hand and kiss a little mouth, and Nuwa refuses to sternly, should he rush to quarantine or rush to help and lay hands? !
Two ancestral-level husbands and wives fight her, even if she shoots, she can only be cannon fodder! Please let it go!
Zhang San, who was far away, was already tangled up and about to vomit blood, but there was still a strange and peaceful situation between Fuxi and Feng Xiaoxiao who were walking ahead.
"You haven't seen me for tens of thousands of years, you seem to be a lot stranger to me?!"
Fu Xi suddenly said, shocking Feng Xiaoxiao, who was thinking about everything. For a moment, Feng Xiaoxiao silly blinked, and it took a while to realize that the other party was talking to himself: "...It is normal to be unfamiliar, as you said it has been gone for tens of thousands of years. Besides, I have no memory. ..."
The handsome man walking beside him looked at the front with a calm look. Although he was talking in a gentle breeze, it made the latter feel weird that the other person was actually talking to another person through himself.
"Yes." Fuxi nodded lightly, smiled, and seemed to agree with this statement.
Feng Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Fuxi today seems to be a lot easier to talk than when we first met yesterday. The tension is gone, and the courage naturally follows a lot. Feng Xiaoxiao tried to reach a preliminary consensus with the other party according to the original idea. : "Actually I think there may be a bit of misunderstanding between us. For example, our previous husband and wife relationship..."
Having said this, Feng Xiaoxiao himself was awkward first, and then pressed the subtle entanglement to continue: "From a certain point of view, the person you got married is indeed me, but in fact it is not me. From From birth to now, I don’t have you in my memory at all, and suddenly running out of a husband is really unacceptable. Besides, I don’t have a marriage certificate... Actually, do you feel it?! I’m not the Nuwa you know anymore. ,I……"
"You are Nuwa's body." Fuxi interrupted, with a light but firm tone: "Although you lose your memory, this is not wrong. You just forgot."
"..." A little choke, Feng Xiaoxiao continued: "Even if I am, my personality is different?! In fact, this is enough to prove that I no longer..."
"It hasn't changed at all!" Fuxi said in a very light and determined tone again, and Fuxi swept over the corner of her eye. Feng Xiaoxiao strangely found that she seemed to see a sense of helpless indulgence in the other's eyes: "You think you really look like those mortals. What a saint in the ghost story?!"
"...No, no?!"
Feng Xiaoxiao immediately felt an unbelievable sense of subtle entanglement. Although she never felt bad about her character, although she gradually accepted the fact that she was reincarnated by Nuwa, after all, she also grew up with traditional education, making her believe in the original The ancient Nuwa is her own stuff, is this setting a bit too...
"Don't believe it?!" Fuxi's expression was slightly distorted for a moment, and then he was silent for a while before he said heavily: "...You like to roll around when you sleep, and you like to leave your favorite dishes when you eat. You can't touch them at the end. Picked up my tail and pulled me out of the house. In the bath, I must first wash my hair and then wash my hands and then..."
"Enough, enough, enough!" Feng Xiaoxiao collapsed and knelt. If the other party continues to speak, the content will definitely exceed the limit.
These small problems in the other party's mouth are indeed exactly the same as his own. Although she has changed some habit of not allowing people to touch vegetables in the process of growing up for more than ten years, but the other ones are really stable, making her believe that she and the other party are very likely. It's really this way of getting along.
Zhang San pricked his ears and looked curious, and wanted to hear what the two people in front of me were talking about. It's a pity that Fuxi had guarded her light bulb early, and the first barrier was opened since I went out, not only thinking about enthusiasm. The group of ghosts who were greeted by Feng Xiaoxiao stopped outside, making the two of them unable to vent their conversation.
"Believe it?!" Fuxi raised her mouth and turned back to continue walking peacefully: "I may be strange to you, but to me, you have been my wife since ancient times... ."
"..."
Suddenly there was an inexplicable sense of weird guilt, Feng Xiaoxiao laughed, and quickly changed the embarrassing topic: "Let's talk about this later, by the way, why do you have snake patterns on the corner of your eyes?!"
"This?!" Fuxi pressed the totem-like cyan pattern on the corner of her left eye and smiled: "This is a seal."
"???"
Seeing Feng Xiaoxiao's face full of curiosity asking for explanation~EbookFREE.me~ Fuxi followed Shanruliu and followed the other side's meaning and turned away from the slightly heavy topic just now: "Say the law, do you know this sentence?!"
"roughly understand."
"You and I are both creation ancestor gods, so you can create humans by tufting the soil. The exit is the law." Fuxi stretched out her fingers, and some cold fingertips lightly touched the wind's small eyebrows: "Everything we say A word is powerful and must be realized. If we do not suppress ourselves, then we can only incarnate the world like Pangu, because even if we do not deliberately use magical powers, every word and deed of ours will affect the world...in Here, you used to have a similar totem."
Feng Xiaoxiao had some enlightenment: "Just like God said that there should be light, so the world has light?!"
"God?!" Fuxi retracted her finger and frowned slightly: "Where is the mountain and wild hair daring to take you and my creation merits?!"
"..."
Feng Xiaoxiao ran away in tears, the ditch of tens of thousands of years was really not blown, and I really couldn't communicate with each other!
ps: There was a power outage~`I came up quickly as soon as it recovered, right?