Monster Apartment

Gu Bai adhered to the teaching of his father and Mr. Zhai to "ask Mr. Si if you need something", and practiced it very obediently and practically.

Gu Bai himself also knows that he knows nothing about the world of monsters after all, and if he hides any abnormality and does not report it, if something serious happens, the trouble he will cause to others will not be comparable to such a small problem like today that's it.

Although it's not good to always ask others for small troubles, but small troubles are better than big troubles that are out of control and hard to save.

When Gu Bai walked to the entrance, he didn't intend to change his shoes anymore, he pulled a pair of house slippers on his feet, pushed open the door and walked out.

When Si Yiming heard the doorbell, he happened to be in the entrance and was about to go to Gu Bai's house. As soon as the doorbell rang, he opened the door.

Gu Bai was taken aback by this speed, and was a little unresponsive when he saw Si Yiming.

But in just a short moment, Gu Bai raised his face and smiled at Si Yiming: "Mr. Si, I have a small problem."

His momentary stupefaction was quite obvious in Si Yiming's eyes.

Si Yiming has always felt that Gu Bai is a bit stupid and slow compared to many clever little monsters, and his reaction and brain are always a little slower than other monsters.

Although it is quite smart compared to ordinary humans, it is not enough for monsters.

Thinking about it now, this feeling is indeed not wrong.

Gu Bai is probably indeed influenced by his nature, his reaction is always slower than other little monsters.

This is normal.

Xuan Gui's reaction was much slower than Gu Bai's - but to put it mildly, it was calm and steady.

As the old elm tree said, if Gu Bai was a spiritual creature related to the land, it would be completely understandable for him to be a bit dull, a bit stupid, and extremely straightforward and not greedy.

Si Yiming has always liked this kind of monsters, or when he meets a human with such temperament, even Pixiu, who has never liked humans very much, his attitude will be much better.

Si Yiming followed Gu Bai to his house, and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

"I drew a picture for Uncle Yu. He came to me yesterday and asked me for a picture with a piece of land." Gu Bai explained as he walked, watching Si Yiming take out slippers from the shoe cabinet to change On the screen, he continued, "I don't think it's a problem to understand it as a landscape painting, so I just drew one based on my imagination."

Si Yiming put on his shoes, nodded, and followed Gu Bai up to the second floor.

In the large studio on the second floor, there are three easels lined up luxuriously, one is the oil easel of the sunset picture, the other is the easel that Gu Baiteng came out to prepare and draw design drafts, and the other is the easel that Gu Bai gave to the old man. The landscape painting by the elms.

Gu Bai pulled Si Yiming's sleeve and pointed to the last painting, looking a little nervous.

"I can't remember why I drew this picture at that time. I probably thought it would be fine if there were mountains, water, sky and grass, but I can't remember why the picture is like this."

As Gu Bai said, he carefully recalled his thoughts last night when he was eating while fishing and drafting, and found that his mind was blank at that time.

I thought it should be like this, so I drew it as a matter of course.

"I still think this tree should be purple." Gu Bai whispered, "But it's too tall."

But the tree in this picture is surprisingly harmonious.

Looking at the painting, Gu Bai couldn't help trembling a little, turned his head to look at Si Yiming, his voice was so nervous that his voice was a little dry: "Mr. Si, is there something wrong with me?"

"That's Jianmu." Si Yiming pointed at the trunk of the tree that Gu Bai had painted purple and then brown.

Gu Bai immediately raised his hand to touch the small wooden Pixiu hanging around his neck.

Madam Spirit Snake told him before that it was carved from the bark of Jianmu.

"Jianmu?" Gu Bai repeated, "But I haven't seen it before."

"You should have seen it, but you were not born at that time." Si Yiming understood such a routine very well.

It takes a very long time for the spirits of heaven and earth to go from intangible to tangible to formally born to be able to move freely, and there will be various accidents during this long time.

Si Yiming also has no idea about his memories of when he was invisible. Occasionally, he can dream of some ancient scenes in his dreams, but he forgets them immediately after waking up.

"Here." Si Yiming pointed to the flowing water drawn by Gu Bai, followed the flowing water upwards, and lightly touched the distant mountain where the flowing water poured out, and said, "Buzhou Mountain in ancient times."

"This place should be to the west or south of Buzhou Mountain. I can't remember exactly." Si Yiming pondered for a while, then realized, turned his head and said to Gu Bai: "If it really has to be counted, you don't know how old you are." Not too young, Gu Xiaobai."

Gu Bai was stunned for a while, and when he heard this, he raised his head and glanced at Si Yiming.

He hesitated for a while before asking in a low voice, "Then how old am I?"

"The Buzhou Mountain at that time collapsed tens of thousands of years ago, and after it collapsed, Jianmu was also crushed."

The current Buzhou Mountain is no longer the Buzhou Mountain that can support the sky, but the wreckage left over from that year.

Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai, changed the calculation method of human beings, and said, "Stop talking about a billion years."

Gu Bai paused for a moment, opened his mouth and closed it again, but finally couldn't hold back: "A billion years ago, the earth didn't even have life, so where did these plants and flowers come from?"

"Humans still say that there are no monsters in the world, what's the result?" After Si Yiming finished speaking, he took another look at Gu Bai's painting, and felt that the aura in the painting was quite inflated.

It seems that the paintings that let go of all thoughts and do as they please will make Gu Bai more involved.

It may also be because the content of the painting is the scene in ancient times when the aura was so abundant that he could even practice breathing, which echoed Gu Bai's trance memory, so the aura swelled so much that it almost came out.

Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai again, and found that there was no abnormal change in Gu Bai's aura, neither more nor less.

It seems that Gu Bai and Bai Ze are indeed different, they have not been affected by the painting of Buzhou Mountain and Jianmu.

Mr. Si was very happy with this discovery.

"It's okay, let's continue drawing." He patted Gu Bai's shoulder, "But now it's time to prepare for dinner."

Gu Bai was gently pushed downstairs by Si Yiming, still a little worried: "Will it affect me if I draw this?"

"No." Si Yiming opened the refrigerator and took out two potatoes, "Dianmo Mountains and Rivers—it's a mirage, which is to be painted with the sky and the earth as the curtain. Once you draw this, you can make the old elm tree Put the main body in with a few other wood monsters."

Knowing that it would not have any impact on reality, Gu Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then when will I be able to create a mirage?" Gu Bai took a potato from Si Yiming's hand and began to peel it, and said softly, "Don't you and Mr. Di hope that I can create a mirage? ?”

And so are the other monsters.

This point is not something that Gu Bai came up with himself, his little brain is not yet able to think deeply about it.

This point was told by Gu Lang to Gu Bai, in order to tell his good cubs that these beasts are not innocent and pure good people.

Si Yiming did not expect to hear this question from Gu Bai.

He paused his potato-peeling hand, turned his head to look at Gu Bai beside him who was also slowly peeling the potato with downcast eyes, looked at his calm expression, and realized that Gu Bai should not be regarded as a fool in this matter. The little cub came to see.

He straightened his face: "Yes, we hope you can create a mirage."

In the mirage, it is not infested by evil spirits and ghosts, and it can still retain the abundant aura as in ancient times.As long as the mirage is not intentionally damaged and well maintained, it will remain as it is in the painting.

Because ordinary human beings can't get in at all, evil spirits can't get in either.

When the mirage is finished, they can drill directly into the mirage, and they will be able to completely separate from humans and live completely independently. Humans can do whatever they like, and so do evil spirits.

If it weren't for sharing the same world with human beings now, who would want to suppress these evil spirits for human beings?

When there is a mirage, as long as the world doesn't collapse like it did in ancient times, they can live happily in the mirage.

Thinking about the benefits of mirages, I hope Gu Bai can draw mirages, is it wrong?

No.

"Do you mind that?" Si Yiming asked.

Gu Bai was stunned: "What do you mind?"

"Drawing a mirage." Si Yiming said, "According to human thinking, this is called utilization."

Gu Bai was stunned by the use of two words.

When Gu Lang told his good boy about this, Gu Bai actually didn't get Gu Lang's real intention at all.

After Gu Bai learned about this, there was an idea in his mind.

—— Work harder, try to draw some ink mountains and rivers as soon as possible to repay Mr. Si and Mr. Zhai for their care for him.

"Use..." Gu Bai struggled to understand for a while, but couldn't understand the meaning, "Use me for what?"

Si Yiming thoughtfully explained to him: "Use your gratitude to create a mirage for us."

"..." Gu Bai was silent for two seconds, "Then you are being nice to me because you want to use me?"

Si Yiming thought for a while, then shook his head: "No."

It's because you're cute, Mr. Si thought in his heart.

Gu Bai relaxed all of a sudden, and showed a smiling face: "That's fine! You are kind to me, and I want to repay you, I don't have any skills other than painting. If I can draw a mirage to help you, I will be very happy! "

Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai happily peeling the potatoes again, while thinking what would happen to this silly boy who would believe what others said, and at the same time felt that being trusted so much was very warm in his heart.

Mr. Si sighed softly, took the peeled potato from Gu Bai's hand, put it on the chopping board, and skillfully drew out the kitchen knife: "Slice and shred or cut into cubes?"

Gu Bai opened the refrigerator and took a look. Thinking of the number of people who requested meals today, he replied, "Cut into shreds."

There was an "aggressive" sound from the kitchen, and the pressure cooker that was stewing the soup spewed out a few wisps of air from time to time.

Gu Bai dried up the oil in the pot, heated it up, threw ginger, onion, garlic and dried chili into it and sautéed it until fragrant. With a sound of "stab", the aroma exploded in the kitchen.

When Xie Zhi came, he found that the door was unlocked. After opening the door and changing his shoes, he stepped into the living room and saw two harmonious figures in the kitchen.

Mr. Xie rested his chin and looked at it for a long time, and found that Gu Bai and Si Yiming's movements were coordinated and clicked twice, as if he had seen the finale of the romance novels he usually read.

He put the briefcase in his hand on the sofa, glanced at the small bookcase next to the sofa, and saw five new books newly put in it at a glance.

He hasn't had time to buy these few best-selling romance novels that are newly released.

Xie Zhi looked at the five books, and then at Gu Bai who was cooking. He couldn't help laughing, his eyes curved into crescents.

Such a warm, honest and considerate little monster, who wouldn't want to be nice to him?

Mr. Xie was in a good mood and greeted the two in the kitchen, and simply moved down the three paintings that Gu Bai placed on the second floor that needed to be delivered.

After the last painting was moved, Mr. Xie found a vixen paralyzed on the sofa.

The vixen was exhausted recently, but when Gu Bai brought out the dishes, he still got up very strong.

"Gu Xiaobai." The strong vixen was as energetic as a spring, "Is there any designer you can recommend?"

Zhai Liangjun's logistics company is ready to take the first step among the monsters, but he is not just planning to toss among the monsters.

It's all logistics, why don't human beings earn money!

What's more, their gang of monsters are also the ones with someone above them in human society!

But if you want to toss this kind of thing among humans, it is more troublesome than monsters.

For example, he has to register a trademark.

Zhai Liangjun, who has no trademark, recently ran around to clear the relationship, and now he is short of a trademark.

Upon hearing this, Gu Bai seriously recommended several teams and individual designers to Mr. Zhai.

Mr. Xie watched the two get together, and went into the kitchen to bring out the remaining dishes.

When he was serving the last two dishes, Xie Zhi saw Si Yiming squinting his eyes slightly as soon as he entered the kitchen, looking at the vixen who was together with Gu Bai with some displeasure.

Mr. Xie was bold: "What are you looking at? Could it be that you are still jealous of Di Liangjun?"

"Nonsense!" Si Yiming scolded angrily, "Zhai Liangjun is not a serious monster."

Mr. Xie wanted to say that Zhai Liangjun has become more serious recently because of Huang Yining's approval, and he just waited for his career to be successful and put on a ring to court and get engaged.

Stereotypes are bad.

But before he had time to speak, Mr. Si frowned and added emphatically, "I'm the elder's normal concern for the younger generation!"

After saying this, Si Yiming felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help frowning even deeper.

"..."

Xie Zhi stared at Si Yiming who was frowning in dumbfounded.

No.

You have done to Gu Bai what a monster should do to a target, who are you trying to fool? !

You, Si Yiming, are the kind of beast who would take other people's cubs out on a trip, help them chop vegetables, make them look like a brave man, secretly buy a new set of jadeite, and even say good morning to people at a fixed time every morning and chat with them along the way ?

Are you the kind of mythical beast that spends money on other people’s cubs? !

You used to expose the truth mercilessly and even beat monsters with your hands!

Xie Zhi hesitates to speak, stops to speak and desires.

Si Yiming, let me tell you that I read a lot of books, you can't help me at all!

But in the end, Mr. Xie still held back the crap.

Thinking about it carefully, Si Yiming is, after all, an untouched divine beast.

No, in fact, there seem to be only a handful of people in Mythical Beast who have been in love.

...It seems a bit miserable to think about it this way.

"All right." Mr. Xie said, and looked at Mr. Si sympathetically, "As long as you are happy."

The author has something to say: Xiezhi: Let me tell you that I read a lot of romance novels, you can't beat me at all!

Si Yiming: ...