Move my tail, you're mine

Fu Li leaned against the head of the bed, unconsciously pinching the tip of the ear with two fingers, where the scale was embedded.

Lin Zhu told him that the scale had been integrated with him and would never be taken out again. Mao Qianqing brought them the ring back to the foggy world, and the only thing that threatened them no longer existed.

During that time, Wuyi collected the criminal evidence of the poaching gang of rare animals, and handed over the information to the police. Lian Jie and others were all arrested.

Zheng Ye and Aunt Cheng were treated by Lin Zhu without any trace of injury, and everyone's memories of that day were erased, except his.

This series of events happened suddenly but within reason, only Wu Gui didn't leave this behind...

Fortunately, Wugui's lifespan is intact.

Just, why not come back?

It was still dark, and only the LED lights on the bridge that day were shining lonely outside the window.

Fu Li curled up at the head of the bed, he rested his head on his lap, his eyes saw the small hole in the curtain, the same light came in, but it couldn't shine on the same person.

It's been a month, and there hasn't been a single day when he hasn't thought about Wugui. There are shadows of Wugui in every corner of the house. He wants to pretend to live as if nothing had happened, but he can't, he can't.

A figure suddenly appeared beside the bed blocking the beam of light, Fu Li's pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he jumped up in surprise: "Xiaogui!"

"It's you...Xiao Nineteen." Fu Li's eyes dimmed after seeing the man's face clearly, and then his eyes lit up again as if remembering something, "Where is Xiao Gui? When will he come back?"

"Brother Fu... Our Master Wu said... Let me erase your memory." Wu Nineteen seemed very embarrassed, speaking hesitantly.

To Fu Li, this sentence was like a merciless thunderbolt in a sunny day.

He pulled out a stiff smile, clearly heard, but pretended not to hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Seeing him like this, Wu Nineteen gritted his teeth, slapped his thigh suddenly, and with a cry, he pulled Fu Li to sit side by side on the bed: "To be honest, I won't lie to you, it wasn't Wu Lord who sent me here at all. Yes, it’s actually King Yin! He also asked me to lie to you that it was Master Wu’s order.”

He snorted, and continued, "He just wants to beat Yingying!"

In the distant foggy world, Yin Lie had a dark face: "This nineteen, I'm tired of working! Come back and see, I won't beat you up!"

Fu Li was amused by Wu Nineteen's tone, and the uneasiness just disappeared in an instant, and he didn't correct Wu Nineteen, asking softly, "Is he alright?"

"Well... sorry, I can't say more about this." Wu Nineteen's eyes flickered, and he sighed.

Wu Nineteen roared in his heart: I can't pretend anymore!Our fog master is very good!He misses you so much!

After a while, Wu Nineteen's expression became very serious: "Brother Fu, I'm sorry, I have to erase your memory, the memory about Master Wu."

After speaking, I stretched out my hand...

In the foggy world, the water was misty, and Wugui paced back and forth in the sleeping hall.

When he was in the human world, Yinlie had told him that his third transformation was coming soon, and he had to be in the mist world to successfully transform. If he didn't come back, he would definitely die.

But now that he has successfully transformed, he can't go to the human world, not only that, even if he wants to see Fu Li, he can't see it!

"Uncle Yin, I want to go back." He frowned and pulled Yinlie back, his voice full of undoubted firmness.

"Wu'er...Didn't I say it? The person above changed the rules, even if you cut off your life's cultivation, it's useless!" Yinlie looked hopeless.

Being chased by Wu Gui and saying this dozens of times a day, he could hardly hold on anymore.

"You lied to me, even nineteen can go!" Wu Gui's gaze was like a torch.

"Uh... I want to send you there too, but I tried, but I can't!" Yinlie almost stomped his feet twice to express his extreme anxiety.

Wu Gui narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is it because I succeeded in molting for the third time?"

"It's good that you know! Except for the one above, with my ability, I can't touch you..." Yinlie didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and his helpless tone explained his mood.

"Then I'll go find him!"

"Hey? Don't be impulsive... Hey! Wu'er!"

Before the cold Erkang reached out his hand, Wugui disappeared.

He turned around and clapped his hands, the anxious expression just now was fleeting, and a sly light flashed in his eyes.

Fu Li opened the door of the old house, the wooden door was not as easy to open as before, it was a little stuttering, making a creaking sound, as if accusing Fu Li of why he didn't come back often.

The sun shines in the courtyard, adding a bit of tranquility to this lonely old house.

He walked to his grandparents' room, put the photo that Zheng Shu returned to him back into the frame, and after arranging the frame, he rested his hand on the table and looked at the picture with doubtful eyes.

The picture he painted was a bit different.

On Xiao Fuli's chest, there was an extra... a turtle. That turtle smiled very happily, was very cute, and was a little silly.

After Fu Li locked the door, he took out his phone and sent a message to the group.

Open a room at 9 o'clock in the world, and you will not return if you are not drunk.

It was still early at nine o'clock in the evening, and he wandered aimlessly around the street, finally bought a pile of wood and went home.

The bed in the study seemed to have been collapsed by an extremely strong force. He stood by the bed and watched for a long time before starting to do anything.

Mattress removal, bed board removal, wood planing, trimming, polishing...

In the end, he replaced all the bed boards with thick wood boards, and the whole bed became much stronger. After lying on the bed and rolling a few times, he finally went out with satisfaction.

When I arrived at the pet hospital, I ignored everyone's eyes and went straight through the hospital and out the back door. There was also a ostentatious bamboo planted in the backyard, and the fallen leaves were swept into a pile and accumulated under the bamboo roots.

"Little Feifei!"

Fu Li pushed open the door, and the two people in the room were playing chess.

"Warning you, don't call my family Lin Fei like that again." Lin Zhu said without raising his head.

"Xiao Feifei... Xiao Feifei... Fei..." Fu Li intentionally shouted several times, and then sat heavily on the sofa.

Lin Zhu was so angry that his eyebrows twitched, and he made a wrong move with a shake of his hand.

Lin Fei smiled happily, and he put down the last move: "General!"

"When are you going to leave?" Fu Li lay on the edge of the sofa, with his chin resting on his arm.

The two of them invited someone to look at the store, saying that they were going to travel for a while.

"Tomorrow." Lin Fei handed Fu Li a glass of water.

Fu Li took it and took a big sip, then exclaimed, "It's too fast!"

"It's a pity we can't leave tonight, or you won't see us tonight." Lin Zhu put his hand on Lin Fei's shoulder, and it was rare that he didn't have a bamboo flute in his hand.

"One or two..." Fu Li murmured in a low voice, too soft for both of them to hear clearly.

"What did you say?" Lin Zhu asked.

"It's nothing, I hope you have fun!" Fu Li smiled.

It was already night when they came out of Lin Zhu's house, and it was time to die.

The few people seemed to have not gathered together for a long time to drink, and they were all in high spirits and had a good time drinking.

Fu Li kept on drinking like he was desperate. Accompanied by Yuan Lingpei's pig-like singing, Yang Lu asked him, "Ion, what's wrong?"

"It's okay! Drink!" Fu Li smiled and picked up the cup and shook it in front of Yang Lv's eyes, wanting to clink glasses with him.

Yang Lv had no choice but to pick up the wine glass too.

Yan Le had already forgotten what happened that day, and as for Wu Chu's departure, because he left a letter of resignation, he didn't have any doubts.

"Brother Fu! Drink less." Yan Le snatched Fu Li's wine glass and pressed it firmly on the table.

"Yanzi, I'll sing you a song of departure! Hahaha!"

After finishing speaking, Fu Li's singing sounded in the box. If he wasn't drunk, he wouldn't be out of tune when he sang. Now that he drank too much, his tongue was a bit big, and his singing didn't taste that way.

The treble part was so high that it poisoned the ears of several people. Yang Lu blocked one ear and snatched Fu Li's mic and put it in his mouth: "Ion! What's wrong with you!"

At this time, Yuan Lingpei and Yan Le realized that something was wrong with Fu Li, and they also leaned over.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Lingpei didn't understand why.

Fu Li pouted, and grabbed the microphone again: "I'm fine! I'm just happy! Happy!"

Yang Lv didn't expose him either: "Okay! I'm happy! Let's continue drinking!"

After drinking until three o'clock in the morning, three of the four fell down, and only Yan Le was still a little sober, but it was bound to fall when the wind blows.

Yang Lv was still staring in a daze, trying to sit up and then fell on Fu Li, but Fu Li muttered a few words and wanted to push him away but he didn't move.

Yuan Ling Peiteng sat up suddenly: "Wool! Come... and... continue..."

Suddenly, an unknown wind blew up in the box, and Yan Le was knocked down, and sat up with difficulty propped up on the sofa. He rubbed his eyes, as if he saw a tall figure.

"who are you?"

Yan Le's only trace of vigilance supported his brain, his eyes were blurred, the figure was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Sorry," the man walked up to Fu Li, grabbed Yang Lv and threw it aside, gently hugged Fu Li, with a domineering voice, "This is my daughter-in-law, she's drunk, so excuse me."

Thus, Yan Le watched in a daze as the man took Fu Li away. As soon as the man closed the door, his last vigilance disappeared and he immediately collapsed.

The next day, Fu Li woke up rubbing his swollen head, and a gentle and magnetic voice sounded in his ears.

"Having a bad hangover, huh?"

Hearing this, Fu Li turned his head suddenly, his brows were knit into a knot, he sat up quickly, and kicked Wu Gui out of bed very quickly.

Wu Gui didn't expect Fu Li to come up with this move, so he was unprepared, and watched Fu Li's sleeping face without closing his eyes for several hours, but now this is the result.

He thought it was because he was away for too long and Fu Li felt resentful, so he could only explain: "I didn't mean to take so long to come back, I..."

"who are you?"

Fu Li got out of the bed with bare feet, stepping on the cold floor, his voice didn't fluctuate.

Wu Gui's heart couldn't help but ache: "Fu Li?"