Monster Apartment

The Jade Rabbit was brought back by Canglong. This timid rabbit was so frightened that the whole rabbit froze, Gu Bai was a little worried.

According to Mr. Si, it was not frightened by the monsters surrounded outside.

It was scared to death by Canglong's dragon chant.

Divine beasts like them have a level of oppression against most beast monsters, and a roar can frighten many timid monsters.

But this time, he dared to form a group to find trouble. The monster who made trouble with his voice didn't frighten Yutu, on the contrary.

"Don't go out for a few days, wait until we drive them away." Mr. Si specifically told Gu Bai.

Gu Bai nodded, naturally Mr. Si did whatever he said.

Yutu was so frightened that he couldn't recover, Gu Bai couldn't find him to hang out with him anymore.

In the next two days, he was dragged by the hospitable little rabbit spirits every day, helping out in various pastures and vegetable gardens of various sizes in Mirage, and strolling around by the way.

These little rabbits are cute and cute, but they don't even bat an eye when they slaughter those mature pigs, cattle and sheep.

Bloodletting, peeling, skinning, and stock removal all in one go, the movements are extremely smooth.

Except for chickens, ducks and fish, Gu Bai has never killed large animals by himself.

When I was a child living in an old Tongzilou, there would always be butchers selling their pigs downstairs.

Then the people in their building would hear the news, and several households would get together to buy a few whole pigs and slaughter them directly downstairs.

Afterwards, Gu Bai started to eat in the cafeteria, and when he returned from the winter and summer vacations, he would never see the butcher hawking. Basically, he had to go to the vegetable market by himself, or go directly to the supermarket.

Seeing how busy the little rabbits were, Gu Bai simply ran to borrow a kitchen and made a bunch of snacks.

There is no sun rising and moon setting in the mirage, and the exact time cannot be pinpointed. Only the clock of the watch is still operating accurately.

There is no electricity here, and the phone has already died.

On the fourth day, Gu Bai stood at the end of the mirage.

Looking forward, it is a dark abyss, and looking back, it is covered by mountains and mountains. When you raise your hand and poke lightly in the void, you can poke a soft boundary.

If you look up, you can see the phantom of distant mountains surrounded by clouds and mists drawn on a transparent plane.

And when those streamers across the sky arrived here, it was as if they had hit a thick wall, crashed over with lightning speed, and then quickly slid down along the air wall in front of them with lightning speed.

What fell into Gu Bai's eyes was the pattering rain of light against the pitch black background.

Gu Bai touched the hand strap, stepped back for a long distance, walked back and forth, found a suitable angle and distance, and set up the easel.

The red fire suddenly rose from the sky on the other side just when he was about to write.

The mass of red flowing fire traveled extremely slowly, but the color was extraordinarily bright and blazing, illuminating the entire mirage brightly.

It's so bright that it's hard to keep your eyes open.

Gu Bai felt a little uncomfortable being stabbed by the light.

Glancing at the illuminated white area, he sighed helplessly, reached out and put away the easel that had just been set up, leaving behind the drawing board, turned around and lifted it up to block the light, and walked back slowly.

He saw the withered flowers bathed in light by the roadside raise their heads again very slowly.

Gu Bai watched the flower slowly stretch out from the withered state, and then it didn't go through the stage of sprouting and blooming at all, it just turned from withering back to a blooming flower.

It's almost like turning it all upside down.

Gu Bai lifted his steps and walked through several vegetable gardens.

The soil in the vegetable garden was also rolling slowly, slowly returning to a flat green grassland from the plowed state.

Gu Bai finally understands why the rabbit spirits are so hardworking and quick-witted.

This is not easy, everything will be overthrown and restarted.

Gu Bai walked back and found that the tables and chairs in the market that looked new had all disappeared completely.

When he returned to the palace group, he found that something was vaguely missing here, and all the rabbit spirits hid in the house, and none of them showed up.

Si Yiming was waiting for Gu Bai at the gate of the palace, wearing a pair of sunglasses.

When Gu Bai went out to collect pictures and draw pictures, Si Yiming would never bother him.

Now that he saw Gu Bai came back, the first thing he did was to put on a pair of sunglasses for Gu Bai who blocked the light with the drawing board but was still hurt by the light.

Sunglasses are not ordinary sunglasses, as soon as they are put on, Gu Bai feels his eyes are a little more relaxed.

Gu Bai was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and showed a bright smile to Si Yiming: "Thank you, Mr. Si!"

"Have all those monsters outside left?" Gu Bai asked.

Si Yiming nodded: "Most of them have left, and some are hiding, too lazy to look for them."

Si Yiming patted his head while talking: "What did you draw?"

Gu Bai shook his head, stuffed the drawing board into the hand strap, and couldn't help but rubbed his eyes: "I've reached the end, and I haven't drawn yet, and the red fire came out."

And it was clearly red and fiery, but the light was so blazing that it illuminated the entire mirage in a vast expanse of white.

"Your eyes hurt?" Si Yiming watched his movements, frowned, looked up at the increasingly bright sky, and simply picked up Gu Bai, and walked directly outside the mirage.

Gu Bai's eyes were indeed a little uncomfortable. He let Si Yiming hold him, took off his sunglasses, buried his head in the other's shoulder, closed his eyes, and avoided the too bright light.

No wonder the rabbits have gone to hide at home, they will be blind if they stay under such bright light for a long time.

"Okay." Si Yiming patted Gu Bai's butt, "We're coming out."

It's afternoon outside.

This month's sea breeze was icy cold, even though he knew that Gu Bai's physique would not be cold, Si Yiming still took a trick to block the wind and blocked Gu Bai from the icy sea breeze.

Gu Bai looked at the blue sea and blue sky outside, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

He turned his head and saw that the mirage that was close at hand was dissipating little by little.

Gu Bai pulled Si Yiming's clothes in surprise: "Mr. Si, this?"

"It's just a cycle." Si Yiming said, "When the redness inside is over, this mirage will appear in another place again, we just need to find it at that time."

Gu Bai watched the mirage slowly disappear, and as far as his eyes could see, there was only a vast wave and the boundless sky.

"Then what are we doing out here?" Gu Bai asked.

"Come out to practice." Si Yiming replied as a matter of course, "The red fire will last for ten days, so we can't waste it."

Gu Bai felt that the time that Mr. Si spent beating the monster before was not seen as a waste.

Si Yiming didn't see the slander in Gu Bai's heart, he took out the cloud bed he looted from Canglong.

Under the broad daylight and bright sky, Si Yiming hugged Gu Bai and sat on the cloud bed floating in mid-air.

Then Mr. Si began to teach Gu Bai how to practice Mo Shanhe seriously.

"Dianmo Mountains and Rivers cannot be practiced in a mirage." Mr. Si said.

Because the skill of Dianmo Shanhe, to a certain extent, is actually creating a small world.

This is an amazing skill, and it requires a lot of talent, heart, and aura.

When painting with the heaven and the earth as the canvas, what is naturally drawn is the power of the heaven and the earth and the spiritual energy that escapes in the air. The artist's own spiritual energy will also be lost to a certain extent, but it is more of a pulling effect.

"But I promised Beitu that they would draw dormitories and markets for them." Gu Bai whispered, "Can't we draw in the mirage?"

Si Yiming didn't know about this, he frowned slightly, a little unhappy that the group of rabbit spirits had such an idea.

He clicked his tongue softly, but still replied to Gu Bai truthfully: "Drawing is fine, but adding something to the already formed mirage will consume your own aura."

"It's okay, I'll be back after eating a few more meals!" Gu Bai said relaxedly.

Mr. Si said that even if Gu Bai didn't say so, he still had to pinch the rabbits' necks and make them supply all the best quality things.

But now is clearly not the time.

Mr. Si took a deep breath and continued: "Now, you feel the spiritual energy in the world, then take out your pen, let the surrounding spiritual energy gather at the tip of the pen, stare at a fixed point, and use your spiritual energy as a starting point. Guided by the first stroke, the starting point of the canvas is determined to be completed."

Gu Bai was obedient and his heart sank.

This is the ocean, surrounded by wet and very thin aura, compared with the mirage, it is like the sky and the ground.

But Gu Bai still tried his best to pick things up and talk things out, gathering such a trace of aura.

He held the pen, looked at a fixed point in mid-air, and swiped the pen.

The sea water in front of him suddenly churned and set off a big wave!

Gu Bai was taken aback, but Si Yiming was already prepared, he kicked his feet and ran away from the bed with a "chuck".

"……I failed."

Gu Bai looked at the wave that fell into the sea again with a loud bang, and whispered.

Si Yiming rubbed Gu Bai's head, saying that this was a routine operation. Back then, when the immortals were not proficient, they blew up three hills with one stroke.

"It's just that you didn't find the exact point." Mr. Si comforted, "It's not easy to fixate on a point in the void that has no positioning."

Gu Bai was a little frustrated.

He seems to have always been a fool in learning metaphysics.

Seeing him like this, Si Yiming didn't know how to comfort him. He thought for a while and pointed to the clouds floating leisurely in the sky.

"If you can't find the point of the void, you can try to use those clouds as fixed points."

Gu Bai looked up at the clouds in the sky, regained his energy, and repeated the process according to the feeling just now.

It was much better with a clear line of sight—at least with a flick of the paintbrush in his hand, he poked a hole in the middle of the cloud.

Gu Bai's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at Si Yiming who was sitting next to him: "Mr. Si!"

Mr. Si praised very cooperatively: "It's amazing."

Gu Bai was delighted, and continued to practice using the clouds as a canvas.

Huaguo has big news today!

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, several miraculous clouds appeared in the sky over J province.

The shape of those clouds is very special, it turned out to be the national boyfriend Zhai Liangjun!

Lifelike!Lifelike!

It's even three-dimensional!

Coupled with the glorious image of Mr. Zhai who is doing charity promotion in Province J, it is like a god descending from the earth!

The author has something to say: Gu Bai: First draw Mr. Zhai.

Zhai Liangjun:? ? ? ? ?