Shinto monks in modern times

"Meow~" Lingling called out hesitantly, tilting her head to look at the little white cat in front of her.

Qiongqi's eyes turned into red hearts: "Beautiful lady, I am..." Feng Yi kicked him away, and hugged her kitten in her arms to smooth its fur.

"Meow~＞▽<" This cry was full of joy, but also filled with unspeakable resentment, so soft that it broke my heart.It was the first time that the little black cat had been separated from its owner for such a long time since it became a domestic cat. It rubbed its small head against Feng Yi's exposed skin, rounded its yellow-orange eyes in aggrieved way, and stretched out a pair of red eyes. His little tongue licked the master's palm.

Some itchy.

Feng Yi couldn't take it anymore, and promised: "I will never be separated from Lingling for so long in the future, okay?"

"Meow~" After coaxing the little black cat for a long time, and even giving the little black cat a fruit from the fairy grass field in the Immortal Mansion, Lingling finally calmed down a bit, and was still clinging to her master.

Feng Yi changed her clothes, but fortunately, this was also a custom-made bag with large pockets. The little black cat was able to continue lying in the position of the owner's chest pocket. It sat down contentedly and licked its paws, obviously not planning to move its nest.

Seeing Shenxiu’s doting expression, Feiyan brought Lingling to the owner’s bobcat Feiyan and said to himself: “So men like this one… The tomcat that my mother brought back to give birth has been crying all day long. Such coaxing?"

Feng Yi & Song Shi: "..."

Hello Bobcat, goodbye Bobcat.

The world of self-cultivation is full of enthusiastic onlookers watching spiritual cultivators, and those who receive news are still coming in a steady stream, and they are determined not to stay any longer. Feng Yi Song Shi and Cang Yuan told each other, entrusted him with a heavy responsibility, and flew away in a hurry .

This important task is to collect gambling money, which is about why the sword repairer is stranded on the earth on the forum.

Cangyuan accepted the elixirs and classics given by Song Shi, and after hastily reading them, he deeply felt that there is hope for the big boy to give birth to eggs.

Qingyuan: "..." Get used to it.

"By the way, this is a gift, let's send some to everyone who comes to hand in things."

Qingyuan took the stack of papers from Master and read out: "Temporary tickets for the hot spring resort (under construction)?"

Back in City B, before he had a full day's rest, He Nan, who got the news, brought Hu Zhenzhen to kill him. He was full of momentum, but when he came in front of Feng Yi, he was blown away.

Shen Xiu is making tea.

This is a skill for self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and it is even more pleasing to the eye when Feng Yi does it. If you interrupt at this time, it will not only be rude, but also vulgar.

After Feng Yi finished making the tea, He Nan's aura dropped all the way to the bottom, Shenxiu smiled and said, "We've survived a catastrophe this time, are you here to celebrate?"

Horan: "..."

Hu Zhenzhen came up and said, "What the hell did you meet? Tell me quickly!"

Everyone was interested in the topic, so it ended up being... a tea party.Feng Yi's ability to control the field was really extraordinary, and the manager who reacted burst into tears.

"Get down to business!" He Nan learned from the pain and went straight to the point: "You have disappeared for so long, and now the entertainment industry doesn't even know who Feng Yi is!"

This circle always likes the new and dislikes the old, if the new actors are not exposed enough, they will be quickly forgotten. For more than a month, Feng Yi was away, but "Zheng Xi" was still in theaters. It was not as serious as He Nan said. But after thinking about it during Feng Yi's departure, Big Crane felt that he really didn't have the majesty of a manager, so he came out like this.

Feng Yi put down the teacup, thoughtfully: "As a monk, you must also know that this kind of accident cannot be controlled by manpower. So this kind of behavior is... competing for favor?"

Before he finished speaking, Song Shi's gaze, which was comparable to absolute zero, fell on He Nan, freezing him instantly.

Feng Yi continued to narrate: "As soon as we came out of Langhuan Fudi, we were surrounded, and it took a long time to get out."

Song Shi crossed his arms: "He Bei leaked the news that Feng Yi is a spiritual cultivator."

Feng Yi said with a half smile but not a smile: "Brother pays the debt, I guess you have no objection?"

He Nan: "..." He Bei, you are dead!

Code Wanzi was commenting on the molesting readers and shuddered again. He almost suspected that he had a cold, so he found a blanket to cover himself for no reason.

The big crane talked about him from left to right, pointed to the little white cat lying on the ground and asked, "New pet?"

Feng Yi said lightly, "Greeting myself."

The little white cat raised its paw: "Hi everyone, I'm Qiongqi."

He Nan was stunned for a long time before he said, "Has he followed you?"

The little fox turned into its original form at some point, and had a great time playing with its grandmother, Lingling. She is proficient in cat language, and she has obviously communicated with Lingling, so she doesn't pay attention to Qiongqi at all.

The little white cat watched them play, and wanted to get closer, but was stopped by a sword exuding meaning.

Feng Yi, who once said that Qiongqi's owners are not good people, turned black: "You have to trust my taste." Her own Lingling is born beautiful, and as the owner, she has the responsibility to drive away all cat scum who have ill intentions on the little black cat.

Shenxiu picked up the little white cat by the nape of its neck and threw him down from the window.

"Wang! Wang Wang Wang!"

... When did Bianmu come?Ah, there is a fight.

Feng Yi set up a pergola and watched the cats and dogs fighting on the grass for a while, thinking that she had warned Qiongqi to be an ordinary cat anyway, so she closed the window with a gentle smile: "Come on, let's continue talking."

Even though Feng Yi's works still exist in the eyes of the public, Feng Yi has indeed 'disappeared' in his life among the fans who pay close attention to him.

Zhongtian's official website and Feng Yi's personal Weibo have received many inquiries, because the big crane led the public to say that it was "hurt by love", so Mifen fans speculated in this direction, and comforted the self-recommended pillow mat without mentioning it.

"I came up with a good idea!" The little fiery red fox squatted, clenched its right front paw into a small fist and tapped on the center of its left front paw: "Qingqi, calligraphy, calligraphy, Feng Yi, what are you good at?"

"Good at both."

"……what?"

Feng Yi's eyes showed nostalgia, and she pondered: "How should I put it, when I was still a mortal, I was wandering in the rivers and lakes, and I had a name called 'Mr. If there are not ten confidante friends, there are eight..."

Shenxiu raised his head and caressed Jianxiu's frowning eyebrows, and said softly: "I don't have as much affection for me as you do."

The sun shone golden through the glass windows, and the sound of birdsong came from the dense branches. The two men looked at each other with affection in their eyes, and then, most naturally, they kissed each other.

Big Crane & Little Fox: "..."

How natural is it!Just think about us both!fall!

Feng Yi's seventh Weibo post was about a painting.

There are no figures, no inscriptions, only the red maples all over the mountains and plains. It is autumn, and the maple leaves are dyed with a layer of luster by the setting sun.

——Smooth brushstrokes, gorgeous colors, and the golden crow hanging far away in the sky, it is obviously a simple landscape painting, but it makes people feel at ease.

The Weibo content reads: 'I'm back. '

There are always those people who will keep checking Weibo when they are free, and someone will immediately find out about Feng Yi's update, and the Mifensi army will be in place quickly.

'You're back! '

'Feng Zong's sister-in-law group will be in place within 30 seconds. '

'Woooooh my husband is finally back, the koi forwarded yesterday is so good!I'm going to fulfill my wish! '

"Jiang Xuwen died so badly, worse than Bai Qing, please don't make those characters who will die, please, I used almost a roll of paper and my dad advised me to watch less action movies." '

'233333 my brother is so cute'

'Laughing pee'

'Is this painting painted by Feng Yida? '

'Look at the lower right corner, there is a seal!Feng Xiazhi, is Xiazhi a word? '

'Fuck!The character of the idol has risen instantly! '

'Is this ink painting?The maple leaf is so red, what does it have to do with Shao Hanyan? '

'I used to think that Feng Yi was in two boats, and that Qiu Yuan even went to hook up with Sister Yan, but now it seems that his true love is Sister Yan!It was Qiu Yuan's reluctance to break up that caused so many troubles! '

'The overnight meal hundreds of years ago was taken out and fried. '

'Hehe, what are you pretending for? I guess I've been out chic for a month, come back and pretend to be a lover. '

'I asked the seniors in the art department, this painting is very standard! '

'Is this watercolor or ink painting? '

'Sell or not? '

……

It was only after reading this pile of comments that Feng Yi felt like returning to the human world. On a sudden whim, he rushed downstairs to give Feng Chu a hug.

The young president didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm back!" Feng Yi waved his hand domineeringly, and poured out a lot of spoils: "This is a special product for you!"

In the bubbles the size of balloons, there are staring crabs crawling around, colorful fish swimming alertly, colorful and magnificent coral reefs...

Surprised in Feng Chu's eyes, he stretched out his finger to poke the blister, the bubble burst, and the crab fell to the ground, its light bulb-like eyeballs flickered, and it quickly crawled sideways into the kitchen, and found its home by accident.

He cautiously said: "Isn't it like this?"

I thought Feng Yi would come up with some high-level suggestions, but the ancestor thought about it for a while, and happily said: "Yes, go get the washbasin to continue!"

Feng Chu: "..." This situation makes people think of a saying that netizens often say: as long as you are happy.

On the stairs, a group of red foxes and little black cats rolled down, and on the grass, shepherd dogs and little white cats mingled together... It feels like life has suddenly become more fulfilling, Feng Chu Wangtian.

The painting posted on Weibo was unexpectedly bought at a high price.

The buyer, Feng Yi, was somewhat impressed. She was a female reporter who lost her job a month ago. She once threw Yan Guan with high heels at a press conference and was resigned. Unexpectedly, she was originally a rich and beautiful woman, and her grandfather was a well-known ink painter in country Z. His praise of this painting is the recognition of authority.

'Fuck the bunker! '

'I always knew that Feng Yi was very strong, but I didn't expect him to be so strong! '

'Take me to pretend and take me to fly! '

'God, do you still need leg pendants?The kind who went to college and knew how to keep cats! '

'My mother asked me why I knelt down and looked at the computer. '

'I'm such a fucking dog!Humans are more deadly than human beings! '

……

Feng Yi, who just came back, took the headlines of an entertainment news in such an unimaginable way. Countless netizens offered their knees, and artists who had cooperated with him sent congratulatory messages one after another. While struggling with the script, I received a call from Yu Shu: "Feng Yi, are you interested in going to Hollywood?"