Yokai Atlas Remake Project

Waking up early two days in a row on a rare weekend? This kind of thing is fundamental to Bu Heng? No? It can happen, so even if I made an appointment to go to the hospital the day before, I insisted on sleeping until the sun was shining.

Maybe it's because there are too many mouths waiting to eat at home. Recently, Bu Han has suddenly developed a strong interest in cooking. He took Tang Li and Zong out early in the first day, saying that he was going to the largest vegetable market in the city. The rest is Zhou Yan who waits by himself. Bu Heng, who knows when he will be able to get enough sleep, gets up.

The house was quiet, near noon, the sun was shining brightly, even with the windows open, it couldn't dispel the constant transpiring heat.

Bu Heng moved in his sleep, rolled up the thin blanket covering his body and still felt stuffy, half asleep and half awake, humming: "It's so hot."

Zhou Yan, who was sitting by the window reading a book, glanced back, touched the remote control to turn on the air conditioner, and waited for the cool air to gradually spread before getting up and closing the window.

The room finally cooled down, Bu Heng turned over, opened half of his eyes, caught a glimpse of the familiar figure by the window, and muttered vaguely: "Thank you."

Zhou Xi walked to the bed and sat down next to Bu Heng: "Need to sleep for a while?"

"No? I'm asleep," Bu Heng yawned, his eyes hadn't fully opened yet, and he leaned over in a daze, half lying on Zhou Xi's lap, "I'll wake up in another two minutes."

"Okay." Zhou Yan didn't realize how gentle his tone was at the moment, he patted Bu Heng's hand lightly, but his expression changed instantly, "Why are your hands so hot?"

"Huh?" Bu Heng's eyelids trembled, and he felt a cool palm on his forehead, so he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, "It was too hot in the room just now, it will be fine in a while."

"The forehead is also very hot." Zhou Xi withdrew his hand and supported Bu Heng to lie back on the pillow. "You must have a fever. I'll get the thermometer."

It's at least 30 degrees outside. How many people in this kind of weather will have a fever, let alone myself who has never been sick since childhood.Bu Heng wanted to refute subconsciously, but the other party had already got up and went to the living room. He raised his hand, feeling limp all over his body, unable to raise his strength. A hand, can not help but stunned on the spot.

Zhou Yan found the thermometer and came back, and found that Bu Heng was half sitting up, reaching for the mobile phone that was placed on the bedside the night before, with a slight frown, or went to help pass the mobile phone to Bu Heng.

But Bu Heng was not in a hurry to unlock it. Instead, he put his whole face in front of the screen, and used the black and bright screen to take a closer look at the broken hair on his forehead.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Xi frowned, faintly feeling wrong? That's right.

Bu Heng held up his mobile phone and looked at it for a while, but what? The screen was too small, so he had to give up in the end, but he couldn't hold back just now? He grabbed it at that position and looked up. Zhou Xi: "We can't go to It's the hospital."

"Ok?"

Zhou Xi lowered his head and glanced at Bu Heng's forehead, and his expression changed in an instant - under the messy hair that Bu Heng had scratched, something grew out of the originally red and swollen place.

"This is..." Zhou Yan stretched out his hand subconsciously, and it hung over Buheng's head for a long time.

Bu Heng grabbed his wrist and let his fingertips lightly land on the top of his head, his face was full of indescribable words: "It seems like a horn."

That thing just has a point protruding out, not more than one centimeter, but it is indeed a horn no matter in terms of vision or feel.

"You..." Zhou Yan opened his mouth, but his eyes couldn't help but fall on the small corner. There was a lot of confusion in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

Bu Heng, in particular, doesn't seem to know much more than he does.

"I should have been picked up by my dad." Bu Heng raised it again? After taking photos of his phone for a while, he suddenly said, "As long as I can remember? He is by his side, no mother, no other family members? Me and I Dad doesn't look like him, not only in the original body but also in human form. It was Lang Junjun who first mentioned this when I was a child, and I beat him up. Probably because he was afraid that I would be sad, my dad would also No? Let’s talk about it again, that is, when you reincarnate into the original body after that, you always have to deliberately become a white lion. In fact, I really don’t care, so I never asked about it all these years.”

Zhou Yan glanced at Buheng's face, and found that when he mentioned these things, his expression was very natural, even with a little bit of a smile, and he really didn't care as he said.

No matter when, this little monster is open-minded and transparent, he will always understand what is more important.

Zhou Xi also felt relieved.

"No? But," the top of the head was still itchy, Bu Heng subconsciously raised his hand to grab it, and finally just rubbed it lightly, and continued with a complicated mood, "Although I always knew, didn't I? I was born by my father, But all these years, I've honestly thought I was a white lion."

But I didn't expect that after the cub stage, when I was already in my 20s, a horn grew out of nowhere?

So what kind of monsters have such a strange growth trajectory?

Zhou Yan was silent for a while, then said, "Actually? There are traces to follow."

Bu Heng raised his head and looked at him, understood the meaning of the words.

Will they be around the same age next year? Will they grow up together again? A few years ago, Lang Junjun was already a thin adult gray wolf when he returned to his original form. Looks like a big circle on the Buoy.

It can be seen that the growth trajectory of Buheng is not actually normal at all.

No? I don't know if the lack of strength in the whole body has something to do with the long horns. Anyway, Bu Heng was very dizzy now, so he lay back on the pillow again, took the thermometer handed over by Zhou Xi, and clamped it under his arm.

The drowsiness just now was completely gone, and Bu Heng stared at the ceiling with his big eyes open for a while, then turned his head to look at Zhou Yan: "No? I don't know how far this horn will grow, and I can't control it. It? Doesn't appear on the human body, so it's definitely impossible to go to the hospital now, do you need to go to a meeting of elders?"

Most of the Yaozu are easy to get sick, occasionally have a headache, brain fever or other basic diseases, go to the human hospital to prescribe a few medicines and it will be resolved, but there will always be some human? This kind of situation is easy to expose the identity, so the Elder Association has also opened some hospitals specially for the diagnosis and treatment of monsters. This hospital in Yunzhou City is located in the headquarters of the Elder Association. I went to the Elder Association last week and passed by. several times.

In the past, this is indeed the most worry-free solution, but right now, the black shadow has not been caught, and the hidden dangers inside the elders have not been solved. No one can say what Bu Heng's true identity is? , go to the elders at this time? Will...

Zhou Xi thought for a while, then shook his head lightly: "I'll ask after Bu Han comes back. If he doesn't know, I'll think of another way."

Bu Heng felt that he might really have a fever, and his head was so dizzy that he didn't want to think, so he nodded: "Okay."

Was it confirmed by the thermometer? Having a fever, Bu Heng slept in a drowsy sleep wrapped in a thick quilt in an air-conditioned room. After waking up, he felt quite awake. He ate half a bowl of porridge with side dishes, and he recovered a little. With a little strength.

Bu Han returned home with a full load of chicken, duck, fish, meat, vegetables and fruits purchased from the vegetable market, and while discussing with Tang Li what to do for the evening, he walked to the kitchen and looked inside through the half-open door when passing by Bu Heng's room? At a glance, did you see Bu Heng who was still crooked on the bed? You Yi was taken aback: "You haven't woken up yet? Are you still going to the hospital at this hour?"

"No? Let's go." Zhou Xi stood at the door of the room and took the bag from his hand. "Buheng has a fever. He has something to tell you."

After finishing speaking, he directly pushed Bu Han in, and closed the door smoothly.

Zhou Yan went to the kitchen to finish putting things away, and when he came back, he found Tangli sitting on the sofa, holding a struggling baby in his arms: "Not? Hot?"

Zhan finally struggled out of Tangli's arms, jumped to the ground, glanced at Bu Heng's closed door, and hesitated a bit: "Bu Heng is sick, I want to go in and see? See? Him."

"Then why don't you go?" Zhou Xi asked.

He turned around and glanced at Tangli, and replied, "Tangli said, if you close the door, it means that their father and son have something to say. This is their privacy, and I have to respect it."

Zhou Yan took a look at Tangli, and felt in his heart that it would be much more reliable to live by Zhan's side than by Hide's. He bent down and touched Zhan's head: "Actually? Not? It's not privacy, just some Haven’t figured it out yet? I’ll tell you when it’s clear.”

Shaking his hair, he turned his head and jumped onto the sofa again, lying down next to Tangli: "Then I'll go in later!"

Ten minutes later, when Bu Han came out of Bu Heng's room, Zhou Yan glanced at his face and made a distinction in his heart.

After Bu Han exchanged glances with him, he turned around and walked to the kitchen: "I'm going to cook something to relieve the heat."

"Yeah." Zhou Yan responded, and at the same time, the scorpion who was lying on the sofa also jumped down and went straight to the bedroom, "Buheng! I'm here, are you okay!"

Bu Heng put down his hand that was rubbing his forehead, and instead went to rub his hind legs, landed on the ground, and straightened up? He used his front paws to grab the scorpion on the edge of the bed: "It's much better, maybe it's because of heat stroke yesterday."

Zou flicked his tail: "I don't even have heatstroke!"

Bu Heng tapped his forehead lightly, turned his head to see Zhou Yan who was leaning against the door, curled his lips, and shook his head slightly.

As they expected, Bu Han just picked up a cub by chance. He thought it was from the same clan, so he raised it as his son. For so many years, he also thought that Bu Heng was a white lion.

Although it is a white lion with some slow development.

Zhou Xi nodded lightly, bent down and picked up the boy who was trying to climb onto Bu Heng's bed, and put it on the floor of the living room: "I just came back from the outside, and I have to take a bath first, and, I told you , no? Climb on Bu Heng's bed casually."

Blinking his eyes, under Zhou Yan's gaze, he finally gave up the thought of crawling on the bed to accompany Buheng, and turned to look for Tangli.

Bu Heng breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously reached out to rub his forehead again.

He didn't? He wanted to hide it from Zhan and Tangli, but now he was still at a loss, and didn't even know what it was. Now that he knew it, how would he tell them?

Zhou Yan took his expression into his eyes, thought for a while, and took out the phone from his pocket.

作者有话要说：步衡：脑壳痒。感谢在2021-04-1822:47:12~2021-04-1922:59:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: agdash 3;

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: tsing1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of tsing; 10 bottles of Liangjiu; 1 bottle of spicy strips for Wu Yu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!