Monster Apartment

Being watched by Si Yiming, Gu Bai couldn't help but lower his head to see if there was anything wrong with him.

"What's wrong, Mr. Si?"

"En." Si Yiming nodded, indicating that something was wrong.

He pointed to the group of people waiting downstairs in Unit [-], and said, "See, they are all your future customers."

Gu Bai was taken aback, and looked in the direction Si Yiming pointed: "What?"

"It's all for your paintings." Si Yiming explained, "I didn't have a place to put the picture of Pixiu before at home, so I put it in the property hall."

The property hall is the center of Kyushu Shanhaiyuan, where there is a figure of the teacher of the brave, as if the deity is still there.

And placing it in the hall of the property is also to make the power of Pixiu cover a wider area and last longer.

Si Yiming also thought about the effect he would bring, he also knew very clearly that he was attracting money, and it was normal for Gu Bai to get along with him day and night for such a long period of time.

I just didn't expect it to be so loud.

Wealth luck is actually quite a mysterious thing, it usually manifests itself as a kind of luck and coincidence.

Have you seen "Death Comes"?

Wealth luck is the same as those strange and unexpected ways of death.

Si Yiming has seen a lot of unexpected fortunes that happened to him. Now that the fortunes he brought should be on Gu Bai, Si Yiming is not too surprised.

It just caused him a little trouble.

For Si Yiming, the biggest problem that everyone knows about Gu Bai is not that someone will snatch this big treasure from him, but the safety of Gu Bai when he goes out alone.

It is necessary to explain here how important spiritual paintings are to the now declining monsters and strange beasts.

As I said earlier, before the immortals overturned their cars, they took the heaven and the earth as a picture scroll, and they created mountains and rivers with a splash of ink.

In the past, this kind of place was called Dianmo Mountain and River, and it was full of spiritual energy, allowing creatures to live and practice in it.Up to now, this kind of place is called a mirage, a mirage, and a mirage that can allow creatures to enter and live in it. In the entire Huaguo, only the Penglai Mountain is left.

The mirage of Mount Penglai is the only place in the entire land of China that can still grow spiritual plants. In order to keep this single seedling, Mount Penglai was handed over to the guards of rabbit spirits who do not work as demons. Sifang Blessing also serves those divine beasts, so it goes without saying how precious they are.

And now, when the spiritual energy is gradually fading and almost exhausted, a monster who can draw spiritual paintings appears!

what does this mean?

This means that in the future, there may be a large number of mirages, and they will have the opportunity to re-enter the aura-filled Dianmo mountains and rivers, and concentrate on studying the way of practice!

Those monsters would not think about whether they could draw some awesome pictures like ink mountains and rivers now that their aura was exhausted.

When they saw the picture of Pixiu, they were so full of aura that they almost overflowed!

"But they should be looking for me right now." Si Yiming sat in the car, thinking deeply.

Gu Bai's signature on that painting is on the back of the canvas. If you don't take the frame off and turn over the whole painting, you won't know who painted it, only who the picture belongs to.

And the two property employees who moved paintings at Gu Bai's house must not have dared to say a word before Pai Xiu nodded.

Gu Bai's aura is very special, it is exactly the same as the ordinary heaven and earth aura, there is only a slight difference in it, which makes Si Yiming feel a little familiar - it is a long-standing familiarity, which has been diluted by the torrent of time to the point where it is barely noticeable .

But how many monsters are there left from ancient times?

Except for their group of divine beasts and the gradually benign beasts, it was just a slap in the face.

Therefore, most of the monsters just intuitively realized that there is a lot of spiritual energy in the picture of Pixiu, and if it is replaced by the picture of mountains and rivers, it will be another scroll of ink mountains and rivers.

In this case, the temptation to those monsters is too great!

Gu Bai is still young, for those big monsters hiding outside, it is a breeze to catch him.

"Get out of the car." Si Yiming said, unbuttoning his seat belt.

Before Gu Bai understood what happened, he also unbuckled his seat belt after hearing what Si Yiming said, and got out of the car.

When he got out of the car, Si Yiming pulled him over and put his arms around his shoulders.

Gu Bai's eyes widened in shock, and just as he was about to dodge, Si Yiming held him firmly, his voice sounded very serious: "Don't move."

Gu Bai didn't move for a moment.

He followed Si Yiming's footsteps and walked forward slowly. I don't know if it was an illusion, but every time he took a step forward, he felt that his figure suddenly became a little higher.

It was now close to sunset, and the shadows fell behind them.

If Gu Bai turned his head now, he would be able to clearly see that his and Si Yiming's shadows had blended together, and he had turned into a ferocious Pixiu with its head held high, striding forward aggressively.

When they took the third step, the rambunctious monsters downstairs in the apartment, like a mouse seeing a cat, fell silent for a moment, and turned to look at Si Yiming and Gu Bai who were walking slowly.

Gu Bai looked at them, his mood didn't fluctuate at this moment, who was never used to being watched.

Gu Bai, who was not tall, looked at most of the crowd who were taller than him, but a feeling of contempt and contempt arose in his heart.

Si Yiming seemed to be aware of Gu Bai's influence, and gently rubbed the back of Gu Bai's neck.

Gu Bai paused, feeling that strange mood suddenly disappeared from his heart.

Si Yiming's aura rose, and he covered Gu Bai tightly. Facing this group of monsters who were silent for a moment, he said coldly, "Get out of the way."

These words were so calm that they had a cold taste. The aura of gold belonging to the ancient beasts accumulated over countless years was like a sharp blade.

Without turning his eyes, Si Yiming led Gu Bai into the apartment building with steady steps.

After entering the elevator, Si Yiming let go of his hand, and the aura that was so frightening that he could not even breathe suddenly dissipated.

Gu Bai faintly sensed that something was pulling away from him, and the feeling of suddenly swelling up and feeling fearless and strategizing disappeared completely.

He carefully turned his head to look at Si Yiming, looked away for a second, and after a few seconds, he couldn't help but turn his head to look over again.

Si Yiming, who had a panoramic view of Gu Bai's small movements through the reflection of the elevator door, frowned: "What are you looking at?"

Gu Bai was startled, followed Si Yiming's gaze to look at the elevator door, and pursed his lips in embarrassment: "Mr. Si, what happened just now?"

"Huh?" Si Yiming replied quite casually, "Tell them that you are my man, so that they won't be fooled."

What Gu Bai asked was actually not this question - he wanted to ask what happened to the strange emotion just now.

But he was shocked by Si Yiming's answer, completely forgot about his own question, and stared at Si Yiming with dumbfounded expression all over his face.

It shouldn't be that he thinks too much. Isn't this sentence full of ambiguity?

Si Yiming, who thought Gu Bai was scared, comforted him and said, "Don't worry, they won't dare to touch you anymore."

Si Yiming said this very lightly, but in the eyes of monsters, his behavior just now was like putting a stamp of "Si Yiming belongs to" on Gu Bai's body.

It is true that no monster dared to touch Gu Bai, but not many monsters dared to have a deep relationship with Gu Bai.

In essence, Si Yiming simply wanted to tell the monsters, "This bastard is covered by me, if you want to move him, think about it." However, in the logic of the monsters, this stencil can basically be understood as: This is my object.

Si Yiming didn't think about it that much, but Gu Bai didn't know it at all.

But Gu Bai was still a little dazed when he heard Si Yiming's comfort.

"He, they moved me...? What do you mean?" Gu Bai asked stutteringly.

Si Yiming explained: "I just arrested you to paint for them."

Gu Bai: "..."

Is it so exciting?How does it sound like a gangster.

You don’t need to be caught and you can draw. Everyone discuss it carefully. If you give me money, I will draw for you. Isn’t it very happy with He Meimei?

Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai's blank look, and while cursing Gu Lang in his heart for being a trash who doesn't teach anything, he asked, "Do you want to take their orders?"

"It's okay." Gu Bai followed Si Yiming's question and nodded, "But it depends on what they want."

Si Yiming nodded: "Okay, just wait a little bit, don't worry."

Mr. Si is thinking, Gu Bai's situation is special, especially as a monster with special talents, it is impossible for him to let him go around casually.He felt that it was better to get a sensible agent for Gu Bai... No, the agent demon came to help him take care of the handover of the drawing list.

The Xiezhi living on the eighth floor is quite good at human law. At the same time, it is also the consultant of the legal department of the group under Si Yiming. It is quite excellent in nature. It should not be a mistake to arrest him for help. .

Gu Bai likes money, most of the monsters who gathered downstairs just now have a certain foundation in human society, and there is no shortage of such things as money.

Even if you can't afford the money, you can exchange some treasures for spiritual paintings. With him in charge and Xie Zhi, Gu Bai, a sincere child, will definitely not lose money.

It just so happens that painting these monsters can also temper Gu Bai.

Everyone knows that such things as painting skills need to be slowly honed through years of practice, and painting is also a profession with a very high ceiling, and new insights and inspirations can always be obtained.

Gu Bai practiced spiritual painting a lot, and it would be of great benefit to them.

In addition, he had to prepare a few magic weapons for Gu Xiaobai in the future, lest some monsters attack Gu Bai in a hurry.

Mr. Si is crackling in his heart to make small calculations for his big baby, completely unaware that he is a majestic brave, and his image in the monster has turned into a beast that preys on little cubs.

When Gu Bai arrived home, he threw his luggage aside, without even intending to tidy it up, he dug out the drafts he had drawn before from the box and ran up to the second floor.

His computer was always on the second floor. Now he connected his camera to the computer and uploaded photos, and then set up an easel beside him.

He plans to pick out some of those photos that he is satisfied with and show them to his senior brother first, and then he will spend a little time today to refine these drafts and show them to his senior brother tomorrow.

If it is confirmed that there is no problem in combination with the field, it is best to directly put it on the wall with a slight modification.

After all, for a painting, the most thought-consuming part is the screen design stage, which is simply scratching one's scalp.

Seeing that it would take about ten minutes for the photo to upload, Gu Bai simply went down and cooked a bowl of noodles casually, laid an egg and sprinkled some chopped green onion on it, cleaned up the bowl after grunting, and went back to the second floor non-stop, and picked a bowl of noodles. With those uploaded pictures, I sent them to my brother.

The senior brother never expected that his little junior brother would be so serious!

To put it bluntly, the job of September is not a big project in his eyes at all, and there is basically no such thing as collecting folk songs for such a job.

It's not that he doesn't take his work seriously or anything, but that it's not necessary at all.

It's not the works I participated in the exhibition, so it's purely silly to spend a lot of money and suffer a lot to travel to the plateau for this.

The senior was shocked by the pure stupidity of the senior.

He silently calculated the money his junior received in the last project, and then he relaxed again.

It's okay, the senior brother thought, at least there is still fifty or sixty thousand left, the junior brother hasn't gone bankrupt yet.

Gu Bai studied the basics of art and photography in college. Although his photography skills are extremely amateurish, he has a theoretical foundation and a good sense of the lens, and the photos he takes are really a bit of the heroic nature of the vast grasslands.

The senior brother picked a few and said he would print them out and bring them tomorrow.

Gu Bai realized that he was really helpful, he was so happy, he told his senior brother that he still had a few drafts, and he was planning to refine them tonight, and bring his remaining sketches to his senior brother tomorrow. have a look.

I haven't seen such a hard-working newcomer in 800 years. While printing photos, the senior brother ran to the teacher's group and was moved to cry.

If these seniors teamed up with newcomers to do things, it would be a bloody and tearful history of fighting wits and courage, being sprayed and suppressed by the newcomers, and being scolded bloody by Party A's father.

The little junior brother is really a rare big baby who is so touching that weep bitterly.

This emotion lasted until the next day when the two senior brothers met, Gu Bai took out his watercolor and a few drafts, and suddenly burst into a new round of excitement.

Senior brother has never met such a worry-free newcomer!

He was so happy that he rubbed the printed photos and threw them into the trash can, picked out the picture of the Tibetan antelope running under the starry sky from Gu Bai's draft, and took a picture of the wall they were going to paint: "Go up The wall!! Go directly to the wall!!"

Then he rolled up the remaining drafts and stuffed them into Gu Bai's toolbox, and whispered to Gu Bai: "These are all good, especially the sunset picture, let's not waste it on commercial projects."

"December this year, there will be a special painting art exhibition in Didu. It is very famous. I got five booths. You should draw these drafts carefully, and pick the best one later. Brother will take you to the exhibition!"

The author has something to say: Gu Bai: @鸡兽

Si Yiming:? ? ?

Xiezhi (xièzhì): a mythical beast that symbolizes judicial fairness.