Declare war on depression, against day and night

Cang Zhu stared at the two opened cans of tempeh cod on the ground and fell into short and deep thinking. After thinking, the gratitude and admiration she had just had for Mao Shiyi was blown away by reality.

"So, you came out smelling it?"

Mao Shishi took out a pair of chopsticks out of nowhere, and killed the innocent cod can with black bean sauce. He chewed it as a matter of course and said, "Ah, what else? You can smell your own piss at the door." The foxy smell comes out, if you can't smell it, then take a shit."

Cang Zhu was so angry that Mao Shishi's face turned into an elbow. She trembled with her fingers, and it took a long time to hold back a few words "shameless", "disgusting", "stinky and shameless".

Mao Shishi bared his teeth, his mouth was full of oil, and he smiled like an idiot.He glanced triumphantly at Bie Ming who was sitting on the sofa drinking milk tea, and his face was even more smiling, lawless.

AJ's vengeance is avenged, and the merit points of saving the suffering are taken, and the tempeh and cod are also eaten, and the cat's life is almost done.

"What kind of monster..." Don Ming said while looking at the pearls at the bottom of the milk tea. Now, he doesn't know whether he is talking to himself or seeking someone's help, "Fortunately Me, I can see, what if the victim is a guest who lives in my house? They don't know anything."

Mao Shishi came over with cod in black bean sauce, stepped on the coffee table, looked down at Bie Ming and said, "They don't know anything, you know?"

"I...I don't know..."

"That's enough. These dirty things," Mao Shixi stuck out his tongue and licked the grease on the corner of his mouth, and ordered Cangzhu to bring him another box of canned food. "Whether you can see it or not, these dirty things Everything is here, it doesn’t come or go. You can rest assured that there is no reason, they will not take the initiative to hurt people. According to my experience in the world, people who die accidentally are killed by others, and it has nothing to do with these dirty things. Don’t Thinking that I said they are dirty, you can pour dirty water on their heads."

"But why do things like this always happen around me? I didn't provoke them, I avoided them everywhere, but I had to bear the harm they brought me." Bie Ming regretted it as soon as he said the words, he immediately lowered his head, I feel that I have really carried myself away recently and said everything to this person.

Mao Shishi sat beside him, and passed the can in his hand to Bie Ming's eyes: "Do you want to eat?"

Don't cry and shake your head.

"If you don't eat it, what do you buy it for?"

"..." Bie Ming was a little overwhelmed by this question, he swallowed and said, "I'll eat it later."

"If you can't avoid them and feel like they are everywhere in your life, why not accept them? Talk to them, talk to them, and finally become good friends who can eat together, and good friends will hurt you and attack you Is it? A good friend will only treat you well, otherwise why are you called a good friend?"

Bie Ming turned his face sideways, and looked directly into Mao Shiyi's eyes very boldly.

It was the first time for him to observe a person's eyes so seriously and deeply.

He didn't know if there were people with the same light golden pupils as Mao Shiyi, and he didn't know if the few but long eyelashes and the double eyelids that went deep into the end of the eyes were exclusive to Onmyoji.All he knew was that his eyes were so clear that there was no bloodshot, like a newborn cat, as simple and pure as if there was only a can of cod in front of him.

He only knew that from this moment on, this person would be marked with a unique label in his world.

Mao Shishi raised his eyebrows, and continued to eat his black bean cod, occasionally meeting Bie Ming's eyes, chewing with great fanfare.

Bie Ming got up, picked up his food storage, said "I think you're crazy", then went upstairs and locked the door, all in one go.

Mao Shishi observed Bie Ming's subtle changes clearly, and in just one day, the little guy dared to look him in the eye.Yesterday I was still staring at the toes of his shoes with trepidation, not daring to lift my head.He chuckled lightly, lying on the back of the sofa and said carelessly, "I think you've gone crazy."

Cang Zhu cautiously jumped onto Mao Shishi's thigh, stretched out a paw and paw at his sweater, and called out worriedly: "Lord Mao..."

"Well, it's okay, follow Don't call and go upstairs."

"Will it hurt the master? Me, me, what can I do for the master and Du Lang?"

Mao Shiyi pursed his lips and shook his head.

"Well...then what can I do for you?" Cang Zhu said, "Master has his problems to deal with, Du Lang has tasks to complete, Master Mao seems to have his own plan in his heart, only I can do anything. I can't help. I am also Qingqiu Shenhu, but I am stupid and don't know what I should do."

It is said that what kind of person writes what kind of soul.There will be no vicious characters in the works of kind authors. Even if there are gangs of villains due to the needs of the plot, there will be a piece of clear and soft flesh and blood deep in their hearts.Mao Shishi forgot who told him this before he went down the mountain. It seemed to be the old tree spirit who claimed to have insight into everything for thousands of years. He also said that if you can't understand a person, you should read his writing.

He didn't believe it at first, thinking that the old tree spirit tricked him into reading more books, a cat demon who was about to become a fairy, what human classics did he read?

Mao Shishi looked at the drooping Cang Zhu, his eyes softened, and now thinking about what the old dryad said, he didn't say it was 100% correct, but it made some sense.

"Little fox, I need you for a favor, can you help?"

Cang Zhu's ears immediately perked up: "Well, as long as I can do it. No, no, no, if I can't do it, I will try my best to do it. Nothing in the world can stop the Nine-Tailed Fox."

"You come on my shoulder, I'm going to get up."

Cang Zhu obediently jumped onto his shoulder with a bright mood.

Mao Shishi returned to his room, pointed to the two cartons of milk on the floor, and then casually looked at his round fingernails: "Cut it off, so I don't have to show my claws." Then he asked intimately: "Can you open the box? ?”

Cang Zhu: "..."

When will this person be more reliable? !Why did I let go of my previous suspicions against him, and finally deleted the evaluation of "shameless", "disgusting", and "perverted" about him, and if I had such a tiny bit of gratitude and admiration, reality would hit her hard Ear scraper?Is it because I am too emotional, or is this person simply not clean up? !

After opening the box of milk in Mao Shishi's room, Cang Zhu stopped at the door before leaving, looked back at him and said fiercely: "It's over between us!"

Mao Shishi sat by the bed and laughed loudly: "No, hahaha."

Heaven, hurry up and get a jade bottle, and accept him for glass gourds or something.

Cang Zhu jumped up the stairs two times and three times, lying on the door of Bie Ming's room, thinking that he could at least guard the door for the master and Du Lang here.When the turmoil of this matter is cleared up, she must drive Mao Shiyi away from this family!Whoever meets Mao Shishi, it is definitely Napoleon who met Waterloo in life, and Newton who was hit on the head by an apple.

It seems that something is not right...

never mind.Cang Zhu didn't bother to think about it carefully, Hu Sheng was something that wasn't quite right.

Bie Ming changed into his favorite pajamas as usual after returning to the room.The world is vast and boundless, and it is not easy to find one who can enter the true heart among as many things as stars.When you should like it, you still have to love it crazily for a while, so that you won't feel too sorry when you lose it.

The computer seemed to be broken. As soon as I opened the document, the screen went black, as if it was covered by something.

Don't be a little worried.

After a while, the computer screen recovered an irregular area, and then went black again.

Bie Ming silently took a bottle of mineral water from the snack bag in his hand, held it up in front of him, and made a defensive move: "What are you looking for me for? Let's talk about something and leave without anything, even if it's for me Burn paper for you to go to the grave, and I can find your burial place in thousands of mountains and rivers. If you can’t speak, you can dream, type, or draw. But, can we not scare people? I’m a coward. "

After Bie Ming finished speaking, he froze for a while, as if he had said a lot in one breath...

The black shadow in front of the screen also froze for a moment, then disappeared as if suddenly realizing it, and the novel written by Bie Ming today appeared on the screen.

"I am a shadow." These words appeared bit by bit on the document, "I have no mouth, I can't speak, I'm sorry, I surprised you today."

Bie Ming looked at the computer screen, his eyes almost popping out.If Bie Ming hadn't seen a lot of strange monsters with his own eyes, and had already raised his awareness of all kinds of birds in the forest to a new level, today's incident would definitely give him a heart attack.

"You are my shadow?" Bie Ming asked tentatively.

"No, it's not. I'm the shikigami of an onmyoji in the novel "Yin and Yang Contrasting". My name is 'Shadow'. I'm in love with my master. Either the person who created us, or the master in my novel, she Her name is Yinmao, and she is a very good onmyoji. She has an older sister named Zichou."

Using Zichou and Yinmao as names, don't think, the person who wrote this novel should be a very good and imaginative novelist.

Bie Ming asked: "What kind of people are onmyojis? What are their jobs? I... There is someone beside me who is an onmyoji, who seems to be a Fengshui master too."

"In our world, onmyojis can not only perform illusions and know disasters, but also observe stars, draw symbols, and chant spells. They can even cross the two realms of Yin and Yang. They are supernatural beings who seal evil spirits by driving shikigami."

"Well, I see, then what?"

"The first volume of this "Yin and Yang Contrasting" is about two heroines. At the beginning of the second volume, Yang Xie wanted his sister Zichou to die due to the curse of a monster, and his younger sister Yinmao took on the responsibility of revitalizing the family and protecting one party. But When Yang Xie wrote the names of the two people by mistake, my sweetheart became a substitute for the fate of death. Probably because I couldn’t forget it, I was able to leave the original book, so I found Yang Xie and asked her to change it back. There was a little accident in the process ...Actually, I have also approached you many times, but there is no way, I have no mouth. You are not Yinmao, you can't understand my heart."

Yang Xie is not only the real name of the person who created the novel "Yin and Yang", but also the pen name she used when publishing it on the website.

Bie Ming looked at it carefully, waited for a long time, and asked in a low voice after confirming that Ying would stop typing, "How did you know that Yin Mao became Zi Chou's scapegoat?"

After a long silence, the words appeared on the screen again.

"The hero in the novel is Wenmi, the most famous psychic in our world. He has been a childhood sweetheart with his master since he was a child, and is also his fiancé. The master has always called him 'rice' very gently, and Zichou called him Full name. After the master died, Zi Chou called him 'rice' for a long time, and I also became her shikigami for no reason, so I dare to conclude that Yang Xie just wrote the wrong name, and then made a mistake .”

"Zichou and Yinmao are easy to confuse, let alone outsiders."

Bie Ming couldn't see Ying's expression, and the words he typed were as sparse and ordinary as telling a story, but he could feel Ying's deep and complicated feelings for these three people.It's just that Bie Ming doesn't know how Ying faced Yinmao and Wenmi in life, and with what mood he typed the words "fiancé".

"Wrong is wrong?" Bie Ming repeated, "What do you mean...Yang Xie realized that he wrote the wrong name?"

"Yes, she will make mistakes. Saying that we shikigami, it is Zichou who takes care of us for the sake of the master, and has developed a lot of emotional lines between Zichou and Wenmi. It is just a name change. Is it difficult for her? Why? Why do you want to give Zichou everything that belongs to the master? That should belong to the master's life..."

Ying was very excited, and his typing speed was getting faster and faster, but a lot of messy words and sentences appeared later, as if he was typing hard on the keyboard with both hands, so that countless characters that were not related to the story fell into the document.

Bie Ming's heart was shocked, he never expected that a small mistake would cause so much harm to the characters in the novel due to poor handling.

He remembered what the editor had said to him, she said: "You are the novelist, the writer of this story, and you are responsible for everything that happens in the world you write about."

Until now, he didn't know the weight of this sentence.

But after thinking about it, no matter what the ending of Zichou and Yinmao was at the beginning, since Yang Xie wrote it like that, she has her considerations and reasons for the comparison. Maybe she thinks it is more appropriate for her sister to shoulder the burden of rejuvenating the family. maybe.All kinds of details are unfounded, if you want to get to the bottom of it, you still have to ask Yang Xie himself.

"Yang Xie is dead. She fell into the water and was killed by me. I did it unintentionally, but she lost her life."

The author has something to say: Life is broken!Don't Ming use the computer to type every day, now that the computer has finally grown up, you can type by yourself!I really want a computer that can code by myself!

① Ask rice: Originated in China, it is a magic spell to coordinate the spirits of deceased relatives and friends with family members.Through the psychic, the ghosts from the underworld are brought to the yang world, possessed by the psychic, and talk to the people in the yang world, because when doing this ceremony, a bowl of white rice is placed beside it, which is called asking rice.

②Spiritualist: A kind of strange person who can communicate with the ghosts of the underworld. It is a medium to help the living and the dead relatives communicate.