Monster Apartment

Gu Bai's hometown is in a small county in the south surrounded by mountains and water. The environment is good but the location is remote.

When he followed Si Yiming to the high-speed railway station, Gu Bai was still surprised.

Si Yiming turned his head to look at him: "What's so surprising?"

"It's just... surprised." Gu Bai said very honestly, "I thought it would be a private jet or something."

The high-speed rail is too down-to-earth, Gu Bai thought.

It's just a business seat, and it doesn't seem to be down-to-earth.

Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai: "Do you think a private jet can fly at will?"

Gu Bai nodded blankly.

Si Yiming shook his head: "There are a lot of applications to be made in advance."

Gu Bai didn't understand the world of rich people, he nodded casually, rubbed his stomach, glanced at the time, and remembered how long that sip of heaven and earth vitality could keep him from being hungry.

Si Yiming didn't follow Gu Bai back, he sent Gu Bai to the station, Gu Bai left, he wanted to move on.

Zhu Bird's nest is not in the same province as Gu Bai.

Mr. Si prepared several arrays for Gu Bai, and hung all kinds of treasures on him in bits and pieces. After repeatedly telling him how to use them and not to go out after eleven o'clock in the evening, it didn't matter. Feel free to let Gu Bai go.

Gu Bai's hometown is still three hours' drive away from the high-speed railway station.

When he finally arrived downstairs at his house, it was already dark.

The small county town hasn't changed much, the old tube building with the characters "Zaizi" printed on it seems to have been completely stuck in time, and the appearance is still the same.

Five floors, arranged horizontally, ten households on one floor, facing south, with a total of three stairways.

But the entrance downstairs doesn't even have an iron gate, so you can go directly to it if it's empty.

Just after dark, there are so many houses in this horizontal row of tube buildings that can accommodate fifty families, but only two or three houses are sporadically lit.

The November night has already dipped into a bit of coolness.

Gu Bai hasn't been back since his sophomore year, and he applied to stay in school during the summer vacation. Looking at the sporadic two or three lights at the moment, he just feels very deserted.

Gu Bai remembered that when his father was still there, he could often hear the voice of the aunt next door teaching the child.

Afterwards, it became quieter every year, and when Gu Bai went to the provincial capital to study high school and started boarding, there were only a dozen elderly families left in the building.

Now those ten or so elderly households are gone, only two or three households are left.

Gu Bai even saw a few wreaths that hadn't been removed in the building, and there were two enamel pots on the ground downstairs, and there were gray-black traces of being burned in the pots.

Probably not long ago, an old man just left the building.

Looking at Tongzilou, which has hardly changed in appearance, Gu Bai, who didn't even bring any luggage, sighed softly.

This is probably the so-called right and wrong, Gu Bai stood downstairs for a long time, aware of the power of time for the first time.

Gu Bai folded his hands together and bowed to the two crumbling wreaths downstairs, wondering if there was a glimmer of light belonging to this old man in the reincarnation he saw a few days ago.

He stepped on the stairs, the lights in the stairwell had already been broken, and Gu Bai relied on his good night vision ability to walk like flying.

His family lives on the third floor, and there is no guardrail or anything. This kind of house is quite easy for thieves to enter.

Gu Bai took the key to open the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw that the room was turned into a mess.

The dust cloth that had been covering the furniture had been tossed aside when he left, losing its intended effect.

Gu Bai was not surprised by this situation. Ever since the young and strong young people moved out one by one, this building has become the building that is most likely to be patronized by thieves in a small county.

It is normal for the house to be turned into a mess as soon as you go out. Later, the local criminal police brigade sent people to squat here for more than a month to arrest a bunch of people, and finally calmed down.

But a situation like Gu Bai's not coming back for two years will never be let go.

Gu Bai walked into the room as usual.

Old houses are not like Jiuzhou Shanhaiyuan, where no one lives in them and they will not fall into dust.

Gu Bai walked around the house, stepping on it was a footprint, the dust was very thick, and there was a musty smell in the house.

He pressed the switch, but the light didn't turn on. After being stunned for two seconds, he came back to his senses, exited the door again, opened the switch at the door, and then went back into the room to turn on the light.

The light is warm yellow, making the mess in the house more and more obvious.

Gu Bai closed the door, didn't pay attention to the messy living room, and went directly into his small room.

His small room was not spared either, but this room was covered with awards, and it seemed that the child's room had been searched far less than the living room.

Probably because children's rooms don't usually have nice things in them.

However, the boxes of homework books and previous textbooks placed under the bed were also taken out, and it could be seen that the burglar was still unwilling to let go of any possibility.

Gu Bai opened the small cabinet under the bookcase, moved out all the books and notebooks on the first floor, and then opened the back panel, revealing the treasures he cherished since he was a child.

Gu Bai turned out several boxes inside.

A big box of glass beads, a small box of rhinestones, a box of miscellaneous miscellaneous things, and a booklet.

In addition to the precious photo of father and son, there are also some dried plants made by Gu Bai in the booklet.

Gu Bai turned around, and only recognized the flowers of the maze tree that he had seen before.

That big box of glass beads—no, it should be called spirit stones instead.

Gu Bai weighed the weight of this box of spirit stones, and felt that he might have made a fortune.

When I was at the monster market before, Gu Bai paid attention to the spirit stones that Si Yiming paid for shopping. One spirit stone can buy a dozen skewers of barbecue, or a copy of "Shan Hai Jing", or some things that have never been seen in the human world. magical stuff.

The value of a spirit stone is very high.

Gu Bai looked down at his box, and felt that there were a thousand or eight hundred pieces missing.

And then there's that little box of rhinestones.

According to Mr. Zhai, it is one of the most advanced carriers of talisman seals, and it is extremely expensive, but every time it is sold out, it is immediately snatched up.

Gu Bai opened the box and found that several pieces had been broken inside.

He froze for a moment, turned his head to glance at his room, and clicked his tongue lightly.

It is estimated that not only human beings came to patronize, but also monsters, otherwise the talisman would not be triggered.

Gu Bai stuffed all the treasures into the braided rope on his wrist, and took out several array disks from the braided rope, and put them around the house as Mr. Si said.

He wanted to take out the quilt he brought to sleep, but seeing the filthy room, he finally resigned to his fate and started cleaning.

Gu Bai will stay here for a few days, he is going to visit those good people who helped him before one by one, and then formally say goodbye to them.

This world is not big or small, and the world has passed by for decades, and I don't know if I will see it again in the future.

Before leaving here, it is polite to meet with those who have helped him, tell those who have helped him that he is going to leave, and thank them for their help.

In the next two days, Gu Bai carried the gifts he bought and visited the teachers and policemen who had helped him from door to door. Looking at those people whose faces were full of surprises but already covered with wrinkles and gray hair, he felt There were bouts of sadness.

Gu Bai thought of the wreath left behind at the bottom of Tongzi Building and the two enamel pots used to burn paper money, at this moment, he clearly realized how precious things time would take away.

No wonder monsters always don't like to interact with humans in depth.

Even those monsters who have integrated into human society always have room to withdraw at any time.

It would be too sad for such farewells to always happen frequently.

After visiting those good people, Gu Bai stood on the ground under the Tongzi Building, looked up for a while, seeing that there was no one around, he simply took out the easel and stool from the braided rope, sat there, lifted The hand started to draw.

Si Yiming waited in Zhu Bird's Nest for two days before his colleague, who was too busy to die, came back.

By the time he got what he thought of, a week had passed since he said goodbye to Gu Bai.

Gu Bai still stayed in that small county town. He was not in a hurry to go back before he got the review feedback from his senior brother. He carried his drawing board on his back and wandered around the county town every day, keeping all the people and things in his memory. In the drawing paper.

Gu Bai went to all the places he wanted to draw, drew a circle of sketches, and finally retracted to the bottom of the Tongzilou, and with meticulous and slow brushstrokes, he drew down the most lively period of the Tongzilou.

The memory is already a bit blurred, but Gu Bai still has some impressions.

At that time, his father was still squatting at home as a cook. As long as he went out, the whole floor would be quiet. He was known as the tyrant in the building. With him in charge, no thief dared to come over.

Upstairs lived a couple of newlyweds, with happy words posted on the door, the voice of the aunt on the right teaching the children could be heard throughout the building, and a tenant lived on the left, working as a car wash worker in an auto repair shop not far away , There are always wet work clothes that he can't wash well hanging in the corridor.

Downstairs is an old man with asthma, but his children are very filial and happy every day. He likes to pull this small bench and sit on the lawn to bask in the sun when the sun is good.

Gu Bai followed those thin memories upstream, and poured those beautiful feelings onto the drawing paper stroke by stroke. When he was painting, he couldn't help but smile on his face.

When Si Yiming rushed over, it was a rare sunny day.

When he came to look for Gu Bai with Zhu Niao's hair and Zhu Niao's blood shed over the years, what he saw was Gu Bai sitting under the sun, his whole body covered by a soft and warm aura.

After not seeing him for a week, Gu Bai, who has learned to absorb the vitality of the world, has grown a little taller again. Even if he is sitting at this moment, he can easily see his slender and slender figure.

Si Yiming stood in the distance and looked at Gu Bai, only feeling that Gu Bai seemed to have a more mature taste.

Gu Bai sat there with his back straight, wearing only a black shirt on a November day, and the sleeves were rolled up because he hated trouble.

As he raised his hand, the hem of his lower clothes was occasionally pulled up, revealing his white waist. Looking down, there was a small dimple before the concave ridgeline disappeared into the waist of the trousers.

Probably because of the sudden rise in height, Gu Bai's jeans looked a little short, exposing his ankles, under the shroud of sunlight and soft aura, they were as soft and delicate as luminous white jade.

It makes people want to reach out and hold it.

Si Yiming looked down, feeling his hands itchy.

As if he had sensed the sight of others, Gu Bai turned his head, and the moment he saw Si Yiming, his whole body seemed to be lit up, a warm smile appeared on his face, he waved at him and still held the paintbrush hands.

With a wave of his hand, the water-stained paint on the brush that hadn't even been spread by him flew onto his face.

Gu Baideng frantically rummaged through the toolbox next to him to find a tissue.

The beauty in front of Si Yiming's eyes was broken by his actions, and he finally came back to his senses, couldn't help but took a deep breath, and looked down at his hand that was about to move just now.

Could it be... I'm really a beast?

Mr. Si thought deeply.

The author has something to say: Si Yiming: Start practicing Buddhism today, wash away your sins, sex is nothingness, nothingness is sex...

Gu Bai:? ? ? ?