Mr. Fu is always too annoying

Feng Yunwei did not expect such a reaction from Fu Tonghui, and was also stunned: "You...don't know?"

Fu Tong didn't know.

The last time he saw his merits and virtues was when he just came down from Longxun Mountain nine years ago. There was a thick black mist, cloudy, cold and heavy. He felt disgusted in his heart, and since then he has hidden him in the depth of his soul place, never looked at it again.

The merits and virtues that are deliberately hidden can only be spied on when the cultivation base is completely crushed, but he is of ancient blood, and he was born to be the master killer. An auspicious beast like Ze, who knows everything, didn't see it, let alone the others.

Feng Yunwei was able to see it because of the light of the sky's eye.

No one told him, and he didn't read it himself, so naturally he didn't know.

Fu Tong lowered his eyes and looked at his merit light for the first time in nine years. There was a warm mist in his eyes, with golden light spots floating inside and out.

Fu Tong has only seen such merits and virtues in the body of a destiny monster like Fu Qianyuan.

He stood there, his mind blank.

At this time, Feng Yunwei also realized that he might have done something terrible unintentionally. He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, so he was very disturbed, so he opened his mouth tentatively: "...Fu Tong?"

Fu Tong pursed his lips: "Can you figure out when my merit came?"

Feng Yunwei pinched his fingers and said, "About the beginning of July."

Early July.

It was around this time that Fu Tong was tricked into the Monster Bureau and reunited with Fu Qianyuan.

Fu Tong's heart became extremely chaotic for a while, many things were entangled there, half transparent and half confused.

The reason for being transparent is that he finally knew the reason why he suddenly started meeting demons and ghosts—this kind of merit is too easy to be coveted by others, and having it is equivalent to avoiding the scourge of heaven forever, and can practice under the way of heaven.

He was confused because he knew that these merits must be related to Fu Qianyuan, but he couldn't figure out how they came from.

After all, merit is not cheap cabbage, it is difficult to get it, and it cannot be given to each other, not to mention that if it is a gift, Fu Qianyuan does not need to hide it and refuse to say it.

Or rather, it cannot be said.

The sudden golden light merit.

The thousand and five hundred years when Fu Qianyuan disappeared.

And... a dragon covered in cuts and bruises in the depths of Long Xun Mountain.

What happened then?

Fu Tong frowned, he forgot to control his breath in his confusion, and the breath from the ancient beast filled the whole floor in an instant.

Those who came to the twelfth floor to take the exam were ordinary creatures. How could they withstand such coercion? The ghosts with low cultivation had been forced to change back to their original forms, and they looked towards Fu Tong with fearful eyes.

It's bad.

Feng Yunwei took out a stack of Qingxin Talismans from his bosom, put a dozen of them on Fu Tong without further ado, and then set up an enchantment around him, taking back his gushing aura bit by bit.

Fu Tong was disturbed, not losing his sanity, coupled with the superimposed effect of the sixteen or seven pure heart charms, he quickly regained his senses and looked up at Feng Yunwei.

Feng Yunwei smiled slightly: "Stand firm."

"Varied……"

Before Fu Tong had time to react, he suddenly felt the world spinning in front of him, and when he raised his eyes again, he had already turned from the twelfth floor to the thirteenth floor.

Feng Yunwei took back the talisman paper with a smile: "Teleportation talisman, a must for running and dodging, you deserve it."

Fu Tong: "..."

He closed his eyes, wanting to ease the dizziness caused by the side effect of the teleportation talisman, so he hurriedly ran up to check on the situation of the boss. Rao She had just entered the door, and this was what he saw——

The big brother Yazi stood there with his eyes closed, his face was slightly pale, but the little brother next to him was smiling, his peach blossom eyes were curved into a beautiful arc, no matter how you looked at it, he felt a little...bad.

It gave Rao She a feeling that the big brother was being bullied by the junior brother.

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Rao She ran over in a hurry: "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Tong waved his hand, and was about to say it's okay, but suddenly stopped, and asked: "I heard that there are many books in the Monster Bureau, can I borrow some to read?"

The little celestial master nodded happily: "That must be possible! It doesn't matter if you don't pay it back... Shall I take it now?"

Fu Tong hummed.

Rao She joyfully took Fu Tong and the little brother up to the second floor, walked side by side for a quick lap, and finally stopped in front of the door in the corner.

Fu Tong took a look at the house number above, it was bold in gold letters on a black background - library.

He raised his hand to touch the door, and amidst the creaking sound, the wooden door was slowly opened, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

Fu Tong looked up, and instantly saw the placard on the far wall.

——Welcome to the library of the Monster Bureau. Please read all kinds of information as much as you like, so that you can understand clearly and go with peace of mind.

Fu Tong: "..."

Rao She coughed dryly: "You also need skinning after work, um...it's not important, boss, what kind of books do you want to borrow?"

The library of the Monster Bureau is divided into five areas, including humans, ghosts, and demons, and the Ancient Great Wilderness area that was separated separately.

Fu Tong lowered his eyes: "Is there any book about merit?"

Feng Yunwei paused and looked up at him.

The little celestial master didn't know the story behind this, he just thought that the boss was bored and wanted to find some entertainment: "Yes!"

As he said that, he walked to the leftmost functional bookshelf and raised his finger to the second floor: "Brother Tong, that floor is full of books related to merit."

Fu Tong raised his eyes to look over, and then felt the word "merit and virtue" swiped the screen in front of his eyes.

"One Hundred Ways to Accumulate Merits"

"Deep Use of Merit"

"Those with Virtue Can Succeed"

"Hi, it's your merit"

"Have you earned merit today?"

"Shock!It turns out that merit can still be earned like this! "

The eyes are full of merits and virtues, many of which are also very miscellaneous. They are neatly placed on the bookshelf, making Fu Tong feel that he has almost lost sight of the word merits and virtues.

But quantity does not mean quality.

At least judging from the titles of the books, Fu Tong feels that most of them are not serious books.

Fu Tong tilted his head: "Are there any official popular science books? Something a little more reliable."

Rao She accurately grasped the needs of the big boss, and took four books from the bookshelf: "This is a series of books published by the Monster Bureau, which respectively talk about the origin, function, and method of obtaining merit, as well as some more unorthodox related knowledge. "

Each of the four books is very thick and weighs heavily together.

Fu Tong took it over: "Thank you."

"No, no, no." Rao She smiled, "I'm super happy if I can do something for you."

Feng Yunwei sighed: "Junior brother who is married, the water that was thrown out."

The little celestial master was a little flustered, and even wanted to post a forbidden speech talisman on his senior brother outrageously. The big brother rounded up and down, but he has an owner. If their boss hears this, then it’s okay?

But this can only be thought about, Fu still dare not post.

The little celestial master hugged his desire to survive, decided to slip away first, and smiled: "Boss, is there anything else I can help? If not, I'll go down first...Little brother, are you going?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Yunwei nodded and was immediately relieved. After all, their boss always likes to follow behind the big boss for stealthy stalking. It's better not to get along with the big boss alone as much as possible.

The coercion of the Destiny Monster can easily cast a psychological shadow on people.

This point, Feng Yunwei has experienced it personally.

The two brothers and sisters reached a consensus, turned around and walked outside. When they were only one step away from the door, they suddenly heard Fu Tong's voice: "Wait a minute."

Rao She stopped for a second: "Boss, what's the matter?"

Fu Tong lowered his eyes and said softly, "Have you... seen Fu Qianyuan recently?"

Since the last city-wide power outage, he hadn't seen Fu Qianyuan for seven or eight days, whether it was at the Monster Bureau or at home.

Rao She shook his head, while Feng Yunwei looked around and said, "He's not here."

Fu Tong gave a low hum, and stopped talking, and the two people over there didn't bother him anymore, and walked out silently, and closed the door for him by the way.

Fu Tongtong was the only one left in the library.

He looked down at the book with a golden cover in his arms, was silent for a while, then pursed his lips and opened the first page.

**

After one night, Fu Tong went to the recording group with two blobs of blue in his eyes, obviously depressed.

Lu Chuan rarely came to visit the class after hiding for a few days, and was startled when he saw his appearance: "Boss, what's wrong with you? Is the nightlife so long-lasting and frenzied?"

Fu Tong gave him a white look: "Dirty."

The manager smiled: "Seriously, what's the matter? I remember you rarely stay up late."

Mr. Yazi has a regular schedule and is more obsessed with health preservation than the gluttonous boy next door.

Swear not to be bald.

Fu Tong was expressionless: "I am addicted to studying and can't extricate myself."

He read the merit book at the Monster Bureau all day yesterday, and went back to read it at night. He only slept for more than an hour, and read it all morning after waking up.

Lu Chuan didn't believe it: "Hey."

Fu Tong didn't bother to talk to him: "Where's Tan Lin? There's still 15 minutes to start recording. He doesn't plan to put on makeup anymore?"

"He came here earlier than you, even if he is more thorough than you, he vomited in the toilet."

As he said that, the door of the bathroom next to him opened, and Tan Lin walked out, clutching his stomach, his face pale.

Fu Tong poured a cup of hot water and handed it to him: "Are you all right?"

Tan Lin took the cup and thanked him: "It's okay, I have a bad stomach recently, take some medicine and it will be fine in a few days."

Fu Tong looked at him: "Are you all right? It's been a long time, right? Have you been to the doctor?"

Tan Lin's hands froze, and his expression was a little unnatural: "...I've seen it, it's really nothing wrong, that... let's not talk about it, I have to fix the makeup, it's almost gone, see you later See you."

As he said that, he didn't think it was too hot, he drank the water in the cup in one gulp, and hurried towards the dressing room.

Fu Tong frowned, and was about to follow, when the phone rang suddenly, it was Wen Rong.

Wen Rong seldom took the initiative to call him, but when he called, it was always something. Fu Tong was a little uneasy, so he quickly connected: "Hello?"

The microphone was silent for almost half a minute before hearing Wen Rong's voice from there, hesitating slightly: "Fu Tong, are you free now? I seem to..."

"I found your ex-boyfriend."