Monster Apartment

Gu Bai opened the window and stared, staring at the thick leaden gray rain cloud, and waited for a long while without waiting for the next bolt of lightning.

Not only did the lightning not come, they also gradually moved away from the gloomy and dark sky.

The sea of ​​clouds that entered the eyes turned into a piece of pure and soft white. If you stick to the window and look over there, you can only see a large piece of rolling lead black over there. From a distance, the rain curtain under the rain clouds is like a thick fog. The covered earth.

Gu Bai withdrew his gaze, rubbed his face twice, and when he looked down at the drawing paper in his hand, he found that the drawing paper had been crumpled by him.

Gu Baijiang hissed lightly, feeling that it was a waste, then put the large drawing paper aside, and took out the smaller sketchbook from his carry-on bag.

Gu Bai is used to drawing things directly on standard drawing paper. No matter how you say it, a sketchbook is a book, and his hand and pen are always blocked by the page turning, which is very uncomfortable.

But it is not suitable to use drawing paper to draw on the plane, even if the plane is flying very smoothly.

Gu Bai opened the loose-leaf sketchbook, took out a few pencils, and quickly drew the picture he just saw.

Sketching is a very important basic painting course, which exercises the painter's observation ability and picture generalization ability, so that the painter can quickly grasp the key points of the picture and describe it.

In the Academy of Fine Arts, we often see students who carry a drawing board and a small stool and start framing sketches as soon as they sit anywhere, because most of the framing in street view sketches has characters, and the characters are usually interactive, from which painters can get the story of the picture presentation skills.

Except for still life paintings and a few portraits of people, most of the successful and famous paintings can clearly read the story from the picture, rather than a dry painting.

Even a layman can feel a little bit of meaning in such paintings, and those portraits and still life paintings are generally used to show off skills or practice.

Gu Bai used to go to the pedestrian street in the S city center to set up a small stall, and when there was no business, he would draw street scene sketches. Coupled with school homework practice, he actually had quite a lot of opportunities to draw sketches.

Di Liangjun was sleeping beside him wearing a blindfold, and Si Yiming was flipping through an original book in an unknown language that Gu Bai could not understand.

When Si Yiming put the bookmark into the pages of the book and raised his head, what he saw was Gu Bai who was sitting opposite him turned on the reading light, lowered his head and drew seriously.

The little monster with a very small baby face hangs his head, and his broken hair is a bit long now, and with the arc of his lowered head, a few knots stick out at the top of his hair.

Even though a napkin had been placed under Gu Bai's hand, it was still stained with lead ash, making it look a little dirty, but his seriousness made people feel soft-hearted.

Si Yiming never forgot to practice on the trip, and Si Yiming couldn't help but want to praise him.

Monsters are rarely so diligent, not because they are lazy, but because their lifespan is always very long, even as long as the world.

What humans must try their best to do, for monsters, they can take their time.

This is probably why monsters are always lifeless as salted fish, while human beings can always produce some ghosts with amazing talents and brilliant names that will go down in history.

Roughly because of being driven by time, human beings can always make those amazing achievements.

And the monsters left over by time, who will not age because of the passage of time, gradually settle down, and no longer have that kind of enthusiasm.

Si Yiming quite liked this kind of enthusiasm, and it made him feel a little eager after a long absence.

Si Yiming's eyes lingered on the small claws on top of Gu Bai's head, watching those small claws dangling with Gu Bai's movements, he couldn't control his hand, and wanted to push it down.

Si Yiming glanced at the scene where Gu Bai was casting shadows, and was slightly taken aback when he caught sight of the Tenglong. He looked out the window at the black clouds that had been left far behind by them, and realized that the Canglong might have been seen passing by just now.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Gu Bai drawing with his face propped up.

Si Yiming can also draw, but he is limited in nature and cannot draw spiritual paintings.

The requirements for such things as spiritual paintings are quite high. First of all, it requires the painter's aura to be pure and harmonious. This alone will directly exclude all those monsters who have become fine by cultivation.

Of course, divine beasts like Si Yiming, who are inherently war-fighting by nature, were directly eliminated. Even auspicious beasts like Qilin, because of their nature to distinguish the wise and wise emperors, were born overturned. car.

In the past, only serious immortals could paint, and so could Bai Ze, but after Bai Ze painted "Bai Ze Tu" in his early years, he never painted spiritual paintings again.

According to him, it is because if he paints again, he will be squeezed into Bai Zegan.

Back then when Bai Ze ran into the Yellow Emperor when he was out for a walk, after drawing those ghostly pictures for the Yellow Emperor, he was indeed seriously injured. The whole beast lay dead for thousands of years, and it only recovered hundreds of years ago.

In the final analysis, it is still a question of nature. Bai Zezheng'er's talent is not painting, but the gossip of knowing the six ways of the world. If there is anything you don't know, just go to him and ask him. There is basically nothing he can't answer.

Even Bai Ze's spiritual painting can be overturned, and now that all the immortals have fallen, it is especially evident that Gu Bai's existence is quite precious.

After thousands of years, Gu Bai grows up and draws a volume of ink mountains and rivers, wouldn't it be beautiful to stuff all those strange beasts and monsters who don't obey discipline into the mirage of mountains and rivers.

In this way, they only need to restrain their evil spirits, and don't need to catch those strange beasts and monsters who seize the opportunity and run away.

While Si Yiming was planning the future, Gu Bai had already drawn the sketch.

Looking at the painting, he felt that he might sell it for a good price if he went back and refined it.

Gu Bai packed up the pens, got water from the cup, wet the paper, wiped his hands vigorously, carefully put away the trash and notebooks, then glanced at the time, and finally looked up at the other two people in the cabin.

Mr. Zhai still slept soundly and soundly. It seemed that he was really tired recently.

Gu Bai turned his head to look at Si Yiming, but he met Si Yiming's staring gaze.

Gu Bai was stunned for a moment, and considering Zhai Liangjun who was still sleeping, he whispered, "Mr. Si?"

Si Yiming nodded, and glanced at the part of Gu Bai's head that fell off, but still remained strong. After thinking about it, he stood up, pushed them back, and slapped Gu Bai's head twice. hair.

Gu Bai was already used to Si Yiming touching his head from time to time. Si Yiming's palm was quite large, dry and warm, and when his head was gently rubbed twice, Gu Bai still felt quite comfortable.

He raised his hand and touched the top of his hair: "What's wrong? Is there something?"

"No." Si Yiming withdrew his hand, lowered his head and stroked it with his fingers, feeling that Gu Bai's hair was getting better and better.

Mr. Si remained calm, sat back down again, opened the small refrigerator next to him, and diverted Gu Bai's attention: "What do you want to eat?"

Sure enough, Gu Bai's attention was immediately distorted. He turned his head and glanced at the contents of the refrigerator, only to find that they were all desserts and drinks.

He stroked his stomach, which had always been hungry recently, and finally took two small cakes and a bottle of milk.

The flight distance between City S and Daxing'anling is not very far. In addition, the passenger traffic at the nearest airport in City S is almost suspended, and because the airway is vacant, there is no need to bypass the airways of other passenger planes, and it is almost a straight line to fly over and land smoothly. .

The weather in S City has been cold recently, Gu Bai has already put on a big coat, and after landing here, even if it didn't rain, he didn't feel warm at all.

Mr. Zhai was awakened by the shock just as he landed. Gu Bai watched him drag out his coat, sunglasses and mask from the suitcase, and found that even his fully armed appearance still couldn't conceal Mr. Zhai's handsomeness.

It is said that Mr. Zhai has a 100% chance of being recognized by fans every time he enters and exits the airport due to work.

According to those fans who recognized Mr. Zhai, even if not even a hair of Mr. Zhai was showing, they could still recognize him by his walking posture and behavior habits.

It can be said to be very perverted.

In view of the perverted ability of his fans to search and cook, Mr. Zhai didn't dare to be careless even if they got off the plane today and got a car directly. He still wrapped himself up tightly to prevent any accidents.

After all, if he was discovered, it would be a big riot.

Fortunately, there were no other passenger planes landing around when they got off the plane, and there was no chance for others to see the fully armed Mr. Zhai. Today, Mr. Zhai was probably blessed by a divine beast, and he was quite safe on the way off the plane.

Si Yiming made a phone call, and not long after, an airport staff brought them the car keys and informed them of the parking area.

Si Yiming turned around and handed the car keys to Zhai Liangjun.

It is obviously impossible for him to have a dignified Pixiu as a vixen's driver.

The class stratification among monsters is quite obvious, Gu Bai didn't notice something was wrong, but Mr. Zhai got used to it, took the car keys and sat in the driver's seat.

Gu Bai carried his suitcase into the trunk, and looked around the dry food, water and other supplies in the trunk, and found that the ones prepared by Mr. Si's friends were the same as those prepared by Mr. Si's friends when he went to Province X last time. almost.

Gu Bai opened his suitcase, hugged the DSLR he brought, and happily got into the back seat.

It's true that his main purpose of coming out this time was to find his father, but by the way, it's also very good to pick up stories.

It is said that it will snow some time, and the scene in the mountains will become very beautiful.

Due to well-known safety issues, the scenic spot will begin to limit the number of tourists entering and leaving after the National Day. Once the temperature drops below the safety line, the mountain will be closed immediately.

When the snow falls, the world will be covered with silver, and the mountains will be deserted, which will present the most primitive and beautiful picture.

Gu Bai searched a lot on the Internet, and specially prepared sunglasses and lens equipment for shooting snow scenes.

Si Yiming sat in the co-pilot's seat, looked back at Gu Bai who was so excited that he was about to jump up, then turned his head back, and motioned to Zhai Liangjun to leave.

The place where Zhai Liangjun saw Gu Lang was already very deep into the virgin forest.

If I insist on the specific location, it is about [-] kilometers away from the monster market hidden in this mountain range to the north.

Ask Zhai Liangjun to say where that place is, he really can't tell, but the most easily identifiable coordinate point is the monster market here.

Nowadays, there are not too many monster fairs in China. Most of them are hidden in the deep mountains or underground, and they are all covered by formations. Even if big monsters and divine beasts come, they have to obediently walk in according to the formations. Otherwise you will never get there.

The distance to enter is very long, and the monsters are generally used to driving for convenience and comfort.

Like the kind of people who directly use the prototype to rush in, basically halfway there, they are clearly photographed by the ubiquitous human equipment.

Later, when a big news broke out, Si Yiming had to make another trip to let the human TV program fool them around.

Later, such honest behavior was strictly prohibited.

Zhai Liangjun was still quite familiar with the road, and he still remembered that Gu Bai was growing up right now, so he warned: "It will take at least two days to get in, if you're hungry, just eat from the back of the car, Gu Xiaobai. "

Gu Bai responded, and was still eating a bag of puffs that he brought from the plane.

The road into the mountain is fairly easy, and it's the rush hour right now, there are a lot of tourist buses going back and forth on the driveway, Gu Bai and the others are obviously sitting in a private off-road vehicle, which is quite eye-catching.

When he reached the area where tourists stopped, Si Yiming opened the window and brushed his face before being let in.

After that, the road started to be difficult to walk. There was only one dirt road, and there were two obvious wheel marks on the dirt road. It seemed that there were quite a few people entering the mountain through this road.

Mr. Zhai held the steering wheel and drove wobbly for two kilometers before stepping on the brakes.

Gu Bai was taken aback for a moment, and then watched helplessly as Mr. Zhai took off all the camouflage from his face and body in this no-entry zone, got out of the car with ease, and then jumped onto a car with unusual skill. pine.

Gu Bai was so frightened that the cream in the puffs rubbed onto the tip of his nose, he watched in horror as Mr. Zhai successfully climbed to the top of a tall pine tree without any defensive measures, and even dangerously swayed down the tree twice On the top, shake down two pine cones.

Gu Bai was terrified when he saw it, until Mr. Zhai came back with two pine cones, he moved his stiff body twice, glanced at Si Yiming who was used to it and didn't feel surprised, thought about it, and silently held back Huatou.

Zhai Liangjun got back into the car, and pulled out a large pile of pine nuts with his hands. His skillful movements were amazing, and it was obvious that he did this kind of thing.

Mr. Zhai took a bunch of pine nuts, turned his head and handed them to Gu Bai: "Come on, Gu Xiaobai, try this, it's delicious."

Gu Bai paused, and reached out to take the handful of pine nuts.

"There are so many delicious things to eat in the mountains this season." Zhai Liangjun picked up another handful of pine nuts, then threw the remains of the pine cone out of the car, shook off the debris on his body, and first offered a handful to Si Yi Ming, and then slowly started to eat by himself.

Gu Bai wiped off the cream that rubbed on his nose. Along the way, he saw Zhai Liangjun proficiently going up trees and down rivers to poke honeycombs, and at night he went out to catch rabbits, and then happily brought back all the harvest.

After two days, they had only gone half way into the mountain, Zhai Liangjun was not in a hurry, Si Yiming was not in a hurry, Gu Bai looked at them, and he was too embarrassed to shout.

Mr. Zhai caught fish from the stream, and said enthusiastically, "Drink fish soup today!"

Neither Gu Bai nor Si Yiming had any objections. Si Yiming was watching Gu Bai draw a picture, which was the mountains and rivers in front of them.

Zhai Liangjun finally learned how to cook fish soup under the guidance of Gu Bai in the past two days. Seeing that no one had any objections, he turned on the cassette stove next to him, put an aluminum box full of stream water on the shelf, and started to boil the water for processing caught fish.

As a result, as soon as the water rolled up, the sky suddenly exploded with a thunder.

Gu Bai was taken aback, a long string of messy lines appeared on his hand.

Si Yiming and Zhai Liangjun both raised their heads and looked towards the south, frowning.

"Go, go back to the car." Si Yiming closed the sketchbook in Gu Bai's hand.

Gu Bai glanced at the sky that was quickly darkening, and knew it was going to rain at a glance, he hurriedly nodded, helped Zhai Liangjun turn off the cassette stove, and hurried back to the car with his precious sketchbook in his arms .

The rain came fast.

The three people who got wet went back to the car, but Si Yiming didn't sit in, but told Zhai Liangjun: "Look after Gu Bai, I'll go and have a look."

Zhai Liangjun nodded, closed all the car windows, and opened the formation in the car with a "click".

Gu Bai saw Si Yiming was drenched in the rain outside, patted the car window, turned to look at Zhai Liangjun: "Mr. Si, what are you doing?"

"Ah?" Zhai Liangjun looked up casually, pouted, "Go catch the cow."

Gu Bai was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look out of the car window covered by the rain curtain, and then saw a financial crocodile with his own eyes, as if he wanted to embrace nature and let himself go, he took a few steps into the rain curtain.

Gu Bai stared blankly at the back of Mr. Si letting go of himself, and then a slightly familiar clear dragon chant sounded in his ears.

Following the dragon chant, Gu Bai saw that Mr. Si transformed into a mighty beast in an instant, and then walked away without looking back.

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