The years when I was an interpreter for monsters

The werewolf was taken outside the tower.

"As the saying goes, you can run away from the monk, but you can't run away from the temple." Yan Shiyu pointed to the small building, "This is my residence. The wig may take some time. If you have any questions, you can come to us here."

"Ah, don't touch this line," the young man reminded, "otherwise you will really become Roasted Wolf."

The werewolf secretly glanced at Ao Zheng and sat down beside a nearby tree.

Obediently guarding the door of the debtor is his last dignity in this debt collection struggle.There is no way, who will let the strong in the demon world be respected.At least the other party chose to offer compensation, instead of directly beating himself to the ground and fleeing.

The werewolf thought bitterly.He touched the bald top of his head and felt more and more sad.

I've lost my face, eh~

Right now, Yan Shiyu doesn't have the heart to take care of the werewolf's fragile heart.Since you want to make a wig, you must first find something to replace your hair.

"Golden hair," the young man subconsciously looked at the golden dragon, "Does Lord Long know which monster can provide some?"

"There is one with a similar color." Ao Zheng pointed out.

"That……"

Fu Dou immediately shook his head: "No, no, he will never give it."

"That depends on who is going to ask for it." Ao Zheng said without any hesitation, "Bring the hair back tomorrow morning, and we must solve this matter as soon as possible."

Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, Fu Dou left with drooping ears and tail, looking so pitiful.

Yan Shiyu was a little worried: "It's okay to fight him? If it doesn't work, we can think of other ways, for example, see if there are lions in this world, or things that can dye?"

"No matter how bad it is, highlighting is still very fashionable."

"It's okay, Jinhu won't embarrass him, at most it will stick to him for a while." Ao Zheng said, "Do you need anything else?"

"The werewolf's hair is only bald in the middle, so there's no need to make a whole hair cover. It should be enough to weave a mesh cover according to the shape of the bald man." The young man thought while thinking, "But there are no hair clips here, just cover the head directly. It's easy to fall off."

"However, when Bone Girl helped make furniture before, she used the spider silk from the Bride. She can control the stickiness and toughness of the spider silk. It should be a good substitute material."

"The trouble is, it's better to weave the hair into the hair cover together, which is stronger. This is too much a test of skill. I can't do it. I still have to ask Long Jun for help." Yan Shiyu said to himself.As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up, and saw Jin Long staring at him with a very gentle expression.

"It's not difficult. I'll take you there when the materials are ready." The man stood up and smiled, "You should eat."

The young man's heart "thumped" loudly.

Thinking of the many cares the other party took during this period, the favorability increased faster than the rocket.

Yan Shiyu rubbed his face: calm down, this is probably the so-called "drawing bridge effect".

Yan Shiyu's family education is open-minded and does not dislike homosexuality.However, he once had a girlfriend, so he took it for granted that his sexual orientation was female.Now, maybe his sexuality is actually his face.

The young man withdrew his gaze pretending to be calm, and secretly complained: What are you thinking about?Is it a simple gender and age issue between him and Long Jun?Obviously reproductive isolation is the biggest problem!

Wait, he can't have children, so it's more appropriate to use different species.

"Anything else to worry about?" Jin Long asked.

Yan Shiyu laughed: "Thinking about what to eat tonight."

Ao Zheng glanced at the stone pot on the bonfire, and suddenly said: "I'm going out for a while, I'll be back soon."

In Yan Shiyu's view, a big leader like Mr. Long must have a lot of things to deal with. If the other party doesn't say anything, don't ask nonsense, so he said casually: "Well, Mr. Long, pay attention to safety, go early and return early."

After Jin Long left, he realized how his words sounded like a wife sending her husband out.

"I'm really stunned." Yan Shiyu shook his head, went to the dried pork and took a few pieces, threw them into the stone pot, and said sadly, "The ingredients that have not been baptized with seasoning are soulless."

The golden dragon turned into a prototype, like a flash of lightning, quickly shuttled between the clouds and mist.After about half a stick of incense, he finally saw the deep blue sea.

Ao Zheng landed on the beach.

He stretched out his hand in the air and made a gesture of scooping water. The sea water poured into the man's palm as if consciously, forming a huge water ball.The water polo boiled slowly, and as the water evaporated, chunks of crystals were precipitated.

Ao Zheng crushed the salt block, blew away the impurities, turned the tip of the other finger, and the water flow in the air gathered to melt the salt particles again.After going back and forth like this several times, he stopped when he saw that the sea salt in his hand was much whiter.

Yan Shiyu sat by the campfire, waiting for the pork to be cooked.

The werewolf was still sitting under the tree.

He looked at the meat in the pot and shouted, "Mr. Werewolf, do you like raw meat or cooked meat?"

The werewolf snorted and turned his head away.

Yan Shiyu pursed his lips: If you don't eat, then...

"As a wolf, eating cooked food is an insult to the wolf!"

Oh, I got it.The young man stood up, took half of his front leg and threw it over.

The blond-haired man took it and started to gnaw it straight away. The "crunching" chewing made Yan Shi's words a little hairy.

"Oh Tom, what are you doing here?"

A strange voice suddenly came from the air, but no one or monster could be seen.Yan Shiyu was taken aback, but when his eyes fell on the gold thread, his fear was gradually suppressed.

"None of your business!" the werewolf said viciously, obviously knowing the owner of the voice.

Yan Shiyu calmed down: Since he is an acquaintance of the werewolf, he should also be a Western monster.Is it an invisible person or a transparent person?That's why I can't see it?

"Oh God, what happened to your hair?" The tone of the voice couldn't hide the gloating. "Tom, is this your new haircut? You have really good taste."

Mr. Werewolf's name is Tom?The name is too common.It feels like an awesome monster named Zhang San.Yan Shiyu slandered, but didn't interrupt.

"Jerry! If you dare to mention my hair again, I will peel off your skin!"

"Pfft—" Yan Shiyu couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Oh, Tom, why don't you introduce this beauty to me?" A dark shadow flew across the woods, and a man in a tuxedo stood in front of the young man.

He took off the top hat on his head, and gave a gentlemanly salute: "Hello, my name is Jerry, and I'm an elegant vampire."

Tom and Jerry?Werewolves and vampires?

Yan Shiyu suppressed a smile and said, "Hi, my name is Yan Shiyu, and I'm a human being."

Then he added, "I'm a man."

"Beauty is gender-neutral." Jerry stared at the young man's slender neck, and unconsciously licked the back molars with his tongue.

Just as he was about to move forward again, a strong airflow from above directly blew towards the ground. The man in the black suit landed steadily on the ground in the strong wind, and looked at Jerry coldly: "Who is he?"

The moment the vampire saw Ao Zheng, his eyes flickered blingblingly like a light bulb with several thousand watts switched on.

"Oh oh oh! My God! Such a stunning beauty makes people want to keep it forever in a crystal coffin! Tom, if you introduce him to me, I can rot in my stomach for the rest of my life about your hairstyle!"

"What is he talking about?" Ao Zheng obviously didn't like the other party's gaze.

"He said..." As soon as Yan Shiyu opened his mouth, the werewolf rushed up, beat the vampire into a bat-like shape, and retreated holding his wings, winking at the young man desperately.

It seems that there is still a bit of compatriot love.

"He is admiring your appearance and demeanor, Lord Long." Yan Shi said, "Western people, uh, monsters, always like to express their emotions too exaggeratedly, so it sounds frivolous."

Yan Shiyu found the right word and nodded: "Yes, frivolous."