Monster Apartment

Gu Baibing followed his father and Mr. Zhai's teaching of "seeing Mr. Si if you have anything to do", and practiced it very cleverly and practically.

Gu Bai himself knows that he knows nothing about the world of monsters after all. He hides any abnormalities and does not report them. In case something serious happens, the trouble that will cause others is not a small problem like this one can be compared. Of it.

Although it is indeed not good to ask people for the little troubles, the little troubles are always better than the big troubles that are out of control and difficult to save.

Gu Bai walked to the hallway and was not ready to change his shoes. He pulled a pair of home slippers on his feet and opened the door and walked out.

When Si Yiming heard the doorbell, he happened to be in the hallway to go to Gu Bai's house. As soon as the doorbell rang, he opened the door.

Gu Bai was taken aback by this speed, and he didn't even react when he saw Si Yiming.

But in a short while, Gu Bai turned up his face and smiled at Si Yiming: "Mr. Si, there is a small problem."

His shock at this moment was quite obvious in Si Yiming's eyes.

Si Yiming always felt that Gu Bai was a bit stupid and slow compared to many clever little monsters, and his reaction and mind were always slightly slower than other monsters.

Although it is quite smarter than ordinary human beings, it is not enough to look at among the monsters.

Thinking about it now, it feels right.

Gu Bai was indeed affected by nature, and his reaction was always slower than that of other little monsters.

This situation is normal.

Xuangui's reaction was much slower than Gu Bai's-but to put it better, it was calm and steady.

As Old Yushu said, if Gu Bai was a spiritual creature related to the land, he would be a little dull, a little stupid, and unusually upright and not greedy with sincerity, but it was completely understandable.

Si Yiming has always liked this kind of monsters, or encountered humans with such a temperament, even if he did not like humans, his attitude would be much better.

Si Yiming followed Gu Bai to his house and asked smoothly, "What's the problem?"

"I drew a picture for Uncle Yu. He came to me yesterday and asked me for a picture with a piece of land." Gu Bai explained as he walked, watching Si Yiming take out slippers from the shoe cabinet to exchange for it. , Continue to say, "I don't think it is a problem to understand it as a landscape painting, so I just imagined and painted one at will."

Si Yiming put on his shoes, nodded, and followed Gu Bai to the second floor.

In the large studio on the second floor, there are three luxury easels arranged horizontally, one is the oil painting stand of the sunset picture, the other is the easel that Gu Baiteng prepares to draw the design draft, and the other is the one on which Gu Bai gave the old man. The landscape painting by the elm tree.

Gu Bai pulled Si Yiming's sleeves and pointed to the last painting, looking a little nervous.

"I can't remember why I painted this picture at that time. I think it's all about mountains, water, sky and grass, but why the picture is like this, I can't remember."

As Gu Bai said, he carefully recalled his thoughts last night when he fished and drafted while eating, and found that his mind was blank at that time.

I think it should be like this, so I painted it for granted.

"I also think this tree should be purple." Gu Bai whispered, "but it is too high."

But the tree is surprisingly harmonious in this picture.

Gu Bai glanced at the painting, couldn't help but shake a little, turned his head to look at Si Yiming, his voice was a little dry, "Mr. Si, is there something wrong with me?"

"That's Jianmu." Si Yiming nodded the trunk that was painted purple and brown by Gu Bai.

Gu Bai immediately raised his hand and touched the small wooden brave hanging on his neck.

Mrs. Spirit Snake told him earlier that this was carved from Jianmu's bark.

"Jianmu?" Gu Bai repeated, "But I haven't seen it before."

"You should have seen it, but you weren't born yet at that time." Si Yiming understood such a routine very well.

It takes a very long time for the heaven and earth spiritual things to go from intangible to tangible to being officially born to being able to move freely. There will be various accidents in this long period of time.

Si Yiming also had no idea about his invisible memory. Sometimes when he dreamed, he could dream of some ancient scenes, and he forgot when he woke up.

"Here." Si Yiming pointed to the flowing water painted by Gu Bai, followed the flowing water up, and lightly tapped the invisible mountain where the flowing water poured in the distance, and said, "Buzhou Mountain in ancient times."

"It should be on the west or south of Buzhou Mountain, I don't remember clearly." Si Yiming groaned slightly for a while, then reacted, turning his head and said to Gu Bai: "If you really want to count it, you are also old. Not young, Gu Xiaobai."

Gu Bai was dumbfounded when he heard this, and when he heard this, he raised his head and glanced at Si Yiming.

He hesitated for a while, then asked in a low voice, "How old am I?"

"At that time, Bu Zhoushan collapsed thousands of years ago. After it collapsed, Jianmu was also crushed."

The Fuzhou Mountain now is no longer the Fuzhou Mountain that can hold up the sky, but the wreckage left over from that year.

Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai, changed the way of human calculations, and said, "You don't want to say a billion years old."

Gu Bai paused, opened his mouth and closed it again. In the end he still didn't hold it back: "A billion years ago, the earth didn't even have life. Where did these plants and flowers come from?"

"Humans also said that there are no monsters in the world. What happened?" After Si Yiming finished speaking, he glanced at Gu Bai's painting again, only to feel that the aura in the painting was quite swelling.

It seems that paintings that have emptied all thoughts and do whatever they want can make Gu Bai more involved.

It may also be because the content in the painting is a scene from the ancient times when the aura was so abundant that it could even breathe, echoing Gu Bai's trance memory, so the aura almost swelled out.

Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai again, and found that the aura on Gu Bai's body hadn't changed much. There was no more or less.

It seems that Gu Bai and Bai Ze are indeed different. They have not been affected by Zhoushan and Jianmu.

Mr. Si was very happy with this discovery.

"It's okay, let's continue painting." He patted Gu Bai on the shoulder, "but it's time to prepare for dinner now."

Gu Bai was nudged downstairs by Si Yiming, still a little worried: "If I paint this, will it have any impact?"

"No." Si Yiming opened the refrigerator and took out two potatoes. "Pointing Moshanhe-is a mirage. It is to paint with the sky and the earth. Once you draw this, you can make the old elm tree and Several other wooden monsters put their bodies in."

Gu Bai knew that it would not have any impact on reality, and he was immediately relieved.

"Then when can I paint the mirage?" Gu Bai took a potato from Si Yiming's hand and began to peel it, and said softly, "You and Mr. Zhai, don't you want me to paint the mirage? ?"

There are other monsters too.

Gu Bai didn't think of this point himself, his little brain didn't even think about it deeply.

This is what Gu Lang told Gu Bai, intending to tell him that these sacred beasts are not pure and innocent old people.

Si Yiming didn't expect to hear this question from Gu Bai.

He paused with his hands peeling potatoes, turned his head and looked at Gu Bai who was also slowly peeling potatoes with his eyes hanging down beside him. Looking at his calm look, he realized that Gu Bai should not be taken as a matter of fact. The little cub came to see.

He straightened his face: "Yes, we hope you can paint a mirage."

The mirage is not infested by evil spirits and sprites, and it can retain the aura as abundant as in ancient times. What the drawing looks like, as long as the mirage is not deliberately damaged and well maintained, the inside can be maintained.

Because ordinary humans can't get in at all, evil spirits can't get in either.

When the mirage is painted, they can drill directly into the mirage, and they can completely separate themselves from human beings and live independently. Human beings love how to go, and evil spirits also love to go.

If it weren't for sharing the same world with mankind now, who would be willing to suppress these evil spirits for mankind?

When there is a mirage, as long as the world does not collapse like in ancient times, they will be able to live in the mirage.

Think about the benefits of mirages, and hope that Gu Bai can paint mirages. Is that wrong?

No.

"Do you mind this?" Si Yiming asked.

Gu Bai stayed blankly: "Mind what?"

"The painting of mirages," Si Yiming said, "According to human thinking, this is called exploitation."

Gu Bai was stupefied by two words.

When Gu Lang told his good boy about this, Gu Bai actually didn't get Gu Lang's true intentions at all.

After Gu Bai learned of this, there was an idea in his mind.

-Work harder and try to draw a little bit of ink as soon as possible to repay Mr. Si and Mr. Zhai for their care for him.

"Using..." Gu Bai struggled to understand for a while, but couldn't understand the meaning, "What did you use me for?"

Si Yiming explained to him considerately: "Use your gratitude to draw a mirage for us." ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"..." Gu Bai was silent for two seconds, "Then you are so good to me that you want to use me?"

Si Yiming thought for a while, and shook his head: "No."

You are so cute, Mr. Si thought in his heart.

Gu Bai relaxed suddenly and showed a smile: "That's it! You are good to me, and I want to repay you too. I don't have any skills other than painting. I would be very happy if I could draw a mirage to help you a little bit! "

Si Yiming watched Gu Bai happily peeling off the potato skins, while feeling that this silly boy would be able to get what others said, and at the same time he felt that he was so trusting and warm in his heart.

Mr. Si sighed lightly, took the peeled potatoes in Gu Bai's hand, placed them on the cutting board, and skillfully pulled out the kitchen knife: "Slice or shred or dice?"

Gu Bai opened the refrigerator and took a look, thinking of the number of people who reported the meal today, and replied, "Shredded."

There was a "dudu" sound from the kitchen, and the pressure cooker with the soup spouted out a few gusts of gas from time to time.

Gu Bai dried the pot and put the oil in the pot. When it was heated, he threw in the ginger, onion, garlic and dried chili to sauté the fragrance. With a "stab", the fragrance exploded in the kitchen.

When Xie Zhi came, I found that the door was unlocked. After I opened the door and changed my shoes, I stepped into the living room and saw two harmonious figures in the kitchen.

Mr. Xie held his cheeks and looked at it for a long time, and found that Gu Bai and Si Yiming had two perfectly coordinated movements, and they made two chuckles, as if they had seen the finale of the romantic novels he usually flipped through.

He put the briefcase in his hand on the sofa, glanced at the small bookcase next to the sofa, and saw five new books that had been put in at a glance.

He hasn't had time to buy these newly-listed books with best-selling romance.

Xie Zhi looked at the five books and then at Gu Bai who was cooking. He couldn't help but laugh, his eyes all curved into crescents.

Such a warm and honest little monster, who doesn't want to be nice to him?

Mr. Xie was in a good mood and said hello to the two in the kitchen, and simply moved down the three paintings that Gu Bai had placed on the second floor that needed to be delivered.

After moving the last painting, Mr. Xie found a vixen on the sofa.

The vixen was exhausted recently, but when Gu Bai brought out the dishes, he still got up very strongly.

"Gu Xiaobai." The strong fox was like a gossamer, "Are there any designers you can recommend?"

Zhai Liangjun's logistics company is ready to take the first step among the monsters, but he is not only ready to toss among the monsters.

It's all logistics, why don't human beings make money!

What's more, their gang of monsters, in human society, are also the ones who are above the people!

But to toss this kind of thing in humans, it is more troublesome than monsters.

For example, he has to register a trademark.

Zhai Liangjun, who doesn't have a trademark, ran around recently to clear up the relationship, and now there is only one trademark left.

After hearing this, Gu Bai seriously recommended several teams and individual designers to Mr. Zhai.

Mr. Xie watched these two get together and went into the kitchen to bring out the remaining dishes.

When Xie Zhi entered the kitchen while serving the last two dishes, he saw Si Yiming squinted slightly, looking at the vixen who was with Gu Bai with some discomfort.

Mr. Xie boldly said: "What are you looking at? Is it possible that you still eat Zhai Liangjun's jealousy?"

"Nonsense!" Si Yiming scolded angrily, "Zhai Liangjun is not a serious monster."

Mr. Xie wants to say that Zhai Liangjun has been more serious for Huang Yining's approval recently, and he is waiting for his career to be successful, holding a ring and courting and getting engaged.

Stereotypes are bad.

But before he had time to speak, Mr. Si frowned and emphatically added: "This is my normal concern for the elders and the juniors!"

After saying this, Si Yiming felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but curl his brows deeper.

"..."

Xie Zhi stared at Si Yiming, who was frowning, dumbfounded.

It's not.

You have done what a monster should do to Gu Bai over and over again. Who are you trying to fool? !

Your Si Yiming is the kind of beast that will take other people’s cubs out to travel, help them chop vegetables, make them feel like a brave, secretly buy a new set of jadeite, and tell people good morning regularly every morning and chat with people by the way. ?

Are you Pai Yao the kind of beast that spends money on other people's cubs? !

You used to show the truth without mercy and even beat demons!

Xie Zhi is eager to speak, but to stop.

Si Yiming, I tell you that I read a lot of books, you can't help me!

But in the end, Mr. Xie suffocated his frustration.

Thinking about it carefully, Si Yiming is, after all, an untouched beast.

No, in fact, it seems that only a handful of mythical beasts have ever been in love.

…It seems a bit miserable to think about it this way.

"All right." Mr. Xie said, taking a pitying look at Mr. Si, "Just be happy."

The author has something to say: Haechi: I tell you that I read a lot of romance novels, and you can't help me!

Si Yiming:...