Monster Apartment

The little bunny had red eyes and was sobbing as if he had just been bullied.

Gu Bai and Yutu were stunned.

Gu Bai didn't understand how he would be surrounded, and Yutu was shocked that there were monsters who were bold enough to come and surround the Penglai Mirage.

After the mythical beasts revealed the last mirage to return to the rabbit spirit, no one had the courage to blatantly hit the door.

Even some fierce beasts who don't believe in evil stopped tossing after several losses.

Yutu froze for two seconds, and then quickly reacted.

In any case, he has been the leader of this group of rabbit spirits for many years.

The relaxed smile on his face gradually came back, his brows were slightly frowned, and the faces of some women's faces were cold, showing a few awe-inspiring colors.

-Although the rabbit spirit usually cries when it is timid, especially the little rabbit, but he made the little guy he protects crying, he has to put on an attitude no matter what.

Gu Bai looked at Yutu's expression, thought for a while, and said, "If you have any problems, just go. I can go back by myself."

Yutu was also unambiguous, bending over and leaning over to pick up the choking little rabbit spirit, patted her on the back, and flicked his sleeves away.

Gu Bai knew he couldn't help, after all, he didn't know how to fight and didn't have any good eloquence.

He was standing in a vegetable field, surrounded by busy but very fast little rabbits.

They harvested the vegetables that ripened together regardless of seasons and seasons very quickly, and it didn't take long for them to leave only a piece of bare land.

A little rabbit spirit spotted Gu Bai standing on the edge of the vegetable field.

He bounced over and greeted Gu Bai with a soft voice: "Guest guest, do you want me to take you back to the main hall?"

Gu Bai looked at the busy people around him, and squatted down to stare at the little monster who looked like a child.

"No need." Gu Bai's voice softened. "Aren't you worried about what happened outside?"

"Don't worry, they can't come in again." Little Rabbit Jing said.

Gu Bai nodded, turned his head and saw the small shovel thrown by the little bunny who just ran over crying. He reached out to pick it up and raised his sleeves, "I'll help you."

"Hey?" Little Rabbit Jing tilted his head, looked at the small shovel in Gu Bai's hand, and at his busy companions, and then smiled brightly.

He stretched out his hand and took Gu Bai's hand, and said softly and happily: "Then thank you for your hard work! I'll make good food for you later!"

Gu Bai looked at the little rabbit who had just reached his waist height and couldn't help but smile, "Okay."

If Yutu is not there, it's okay to talk to these little monsters living in the mirage.

By the way, help these cute little rabbits pick vegetables.

Gu Bai felt that these days could be said to be very beautiful.

He didn't worry at all that the little rabbit ran over and said that he was surrounded by monsters.

Anyway, with Mr. Si and Canglong, there must be no monsters that can stand the waves.

He trusts Mr. Si very much.

Among other things, the monsters that have been in charge of the land of China for so many years, the strength of the monsters is definitely beyond doubt.

If he doesn't know how to fight, he should do what he can.

Instead of rushing out to drag them back.

Gu Bai is quite clear about his position.

The little rabbit picked the tomatoes numbly, turned his head to look at Gu Bai, who was not inferior to him, and his affection for Gu Bai increased.

He asked: "Guest guest, what is your name?"

Gu Bai replied, "Gu Bai, how about you?"

"My name is Beitu." After the little rabbit said, pointing to the surroundings, "The one who is picking apples is the wooden rabbit, the one who is pulling the radish is the golden rabbit, and the one who is pulling the cabbage is the stray rabbit..."

Gu Bai followed one by one and found that most of them couldn't see their heads.

The little bunnies are pouting their buttocks one by one, diligently digging for vegetables.

But Bei Tu was still introducing him happily, and Gu Bai did not interrupt him, trying hard to recognize the rabbit with his small buttocks.

Bei Tu introduced all the rabbits in this valley that he could see, and then took Gu Bai and put the two baskets of tomatoes he picked at the door of the tomato garden.

"We have to speed up." Bei Tu said with a serious face.

Gu Bai looked at him like this, couldn't help but want to laugh, and forcibly held back: "Huh?"

"The boom is coming soon, we have to hurry up and harvest everything before the boom."

Gu Bai asked while picking tomatoes, "Boom?"

Probably it was the fiery red streamer that Yutu said before, symbolizing circulation, Gu Bai thought.

"Yes, every time the red fire passes through the mirage, the mirage will return to its original state."

Gu Bai was taken aback: "Go back in time?"

Bei Tu wrinkled his nose and thought for a while: "No, because we didn't go back, it should be regarded as self-repair."

Gu Bai remembered that Yutu had said that there was no clear passage of time in the mirage.

It turned out to be such a meaning.

"I heard that you can draw spiritual paintings, right?" Bei Tu asked in a low voice.

Gu Bai nodded.

"Then... Then can you draw me a small house in the mirage?" Bei Tu's voice became even smaller, "I don't want to sleep in the dormitory."

Gu Bai didn't understand this request.

He looked at Bei Tu in confusion.

"There is no way to build a house in a mirage, and the house will be gone as soon as the boom arrives."

Even the vegetables they picked had to be shipped out before the red fire came, and they had to pinch the spiritual energy to practice, so as not to use up the last used spiritual energy to circulate, causing the mirage to collapse.

Bei Tu whispered: "In the past few years, more and more rabbits have become refined, and the aura and the house are not enough. If you get a few more, you will have to go out to make holes."

Gu Bai paused, feeling that the monsters in the mirage did not seem to be very moisturized.

But I understand what a mirage is.

It mainly relies on a self-generated fixed point of restoration, which is prosperous, but this thing has little to do with the painter, and is completely regulated by the mirage.

Gu Bai and Beitu finished picking the tomatoes in the whole circle, chatting and ran to other places to help.

Beitu said many things, for example, the streamers in the sky were not so bright when they painted.

But because the immortals who were painting at that time were on a whim, they painted countless flowing fires on the dim sky, and painted the ground under it like daylight.

So this piece of the world that shouldn't be so bright replenishes its reasons, and makes up for the light that pierces the sky.

And Gu Bai also found that on this ground, he didn't know any other plants except for the vegetables in the vegetable field.

Bei Tu was also at a loss. He had never left the mirage. He only said that those were some tree species that existed when the fairy was still there.

Gu Bai listened a lot and found that, in the final analysis, the essence of Dianmo Mountains and Rivers is actually realized based on the painter's own perception and ideas of the world.

This made Gu Bai hesitate to read more encyclopedias of animals and plants to supplement his knowledge.

"Gu Bai Gu Bai." Bei Tu ran over and pulled his clothes, and said softly, "You haven't answered whether I can help me draw a house."

"I don't know." Gu Bai touched his head and replied very honestly, "I haven't painted a mirage yet."

"That's it." Bei Tu nodded, a little disappointed, "Well then..."

Gu Bai hurried in and out behind the stubborn little rabbit spirit. The fact that he still couldn't draw a mirage seemed to have caused a big blow to the little rabbit spirit.

The physical strength of the monsters is quite amazing, and Gu Bai, who didn't feel hungry in the environment with sufficient aura, couldn't tell how long he was busy.

When the entire valley was harvested, Gu Bai came back to his senses in a daze.

At this time, Bei Tu had regained his energy, and jumped in front of Gu Bai, his little fleshy claws took Gu Bai's hand and shook it vigorously.

"Thank you Gu Bai, you will go with me, and I will take you to eat delicious food."

Gu Bai smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Not far from that piece of temple, is the bazaar exclusively for the bunny spirits.

Those market stalls are made of very simple wooden boards, probably because they will return to their original state after a period of time. The rabbit spirits are too lazy to repair the table legs, so they just leave them there.

The overall environment is rather rudimentary, and all of them are open-air.

But the scent permeating everywhere is really too attractive.

Gu Bai thinks that the good cooking of rabbit essence is probably a kind of racial talent.

When he came out of the market, he rarely ate to the extent that he was a little bit supportive.

In terms of his current appetite, it is already a very terrifying amount.

Moreover, these rabbit spirits still killed him and refused to collect his spirit stones. They only hoped that he would quickly learn to draw mirages and paint more buildings and rooms for them.

It would be even better if I could draw another bazaar.

I don't know if it is because the aroma is too attractive or the taste is really unforgettable.

Without paying any compensation, Gu Bai actually ate a lot.

He rubbed his slightly bulging belly and followed the shell rabbit to the temple where Mr. Si lived when he came here.

He watched the little bunny leap back and forth step by step, sitting on the stool, taking a deep breath, feeling a little stressed.

At the beginning, it was quite simple to say that using heaven and earth as a canvas to paint the sky.

Gu Bai looked down at his hand.

—Or just try it.

Gu Bai thought this way, took out the set of pens that Bai Ze used to draw spiritual paintings from the strap, and tentatively raised his hand to click in the air.

As a result, nothing happened.

Gu Bai: "..."

What, what's going on!

Gu Bai held the pen blankly, poking around in the void, but he never noticed any change.

Gu Bai: "..."

Okay, it seems that trying directly won't work.

Gu Bai took the pen and poked here and there, but nothing magical happened.

Si Yiming blasted the monsters who were trying to huddle and make trouble from outside the mirage. When he came back, he saw Gu Bai in the room sitting by the window, holding a pen and poking in mid-air. Poke away.

Si Yiming couldn't help laughing: "What is this for?"

Gu Bai turned his head and replied solemnly: "Mr. Si, I'm drawing a mirage."

"You painted the mirage like this." Si Yiming sighed, "If you practice, you have to go outside the mirage."

Gu Bai nodded suddenly. It turned out that the practice venue was wrong.

Gu Bai collected the pen and asked, "What happened to the outside?"

"The mob." Si Yiming replied casually, "After those monsters saw that I brought you here, they announced outside that the rabbit spirit had bought me and wanted to occupy the second mirage."

The second mirage naturally refers to the new mirage that Gu Bai will paint.

All China knows that Pai Yao's object is a spiritual painting, and in the eyes of most monsters, being able to draw spiritual paintings is equivalent to painting a mirage.

Normally, Gu Bai's movements are basically not covered up by everyone, otherwise the monsters who work in the human media will not follow up the content so quickly.

But Gu Bai has never been moving about painting a mirage. The monsters also know that painting a mirage must be expensive, so they just waited secretly, and they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with each other.

But this time when the news that Si Yiming took Gu Bai to the Penglai Mountain Mirage spread, a group of monsters who were waiting for the new mirage to come out all exploded.

They couldn't see what happened in the mirage, and who knew if Gu Bai would draw another mirage in it!

The rabbit spirit has a mirage, it is impossible to still want a second one!

The monsters jealously dripped blood, and the one calling for friends rushed over, thinking that the law does not blame the public, and the brave who came together should always respond.

However, there was indeed a response, but it was Canglong and Pai Yao, two sacred beasts who joined forces to beat the monsters who were doing things.

"That gang of monsters didn't give up after being beaten." Mr. Si narrowed his eyes slightly.

The authority was provoked, and he felt very unhappy.

Canglong was even more unpleasant than Pai Yao, because this was his territory, so angry that Canglong was still beating people outside.

With Si Yiming's ear power, the blue dragon's roar could be heard far away.

Gu Bai didn't expect that he was still being watched by so many people.

He was stunned for a long time, and said uneasily: "Then...Should I do something then?"

Si Yiming thought for a while, and said, "Then when you go back to practice painting with the heaven and the earth as the screen, you should practice writing in the image of Huang Yining."

Draw 10,000 ghosts and scare those monsters who were beaten to death and were not ready to withdraw!

Gu Bai didn't know what this meant, so he had to look up and looked at Mr. Si suspiciously.

Mr. Si sits upright and doesn't want to let his little object know his naive thoughts.

This is detrimental to his image of a wise beast.

So he thought about it, and finally said to Gu Bai with a serious face: "Huang Yining looks good and seductive."

Gu Bai opened his mouth, and stopped talking, "..."

He seems to know why Mr. Si has been single for so many years.

The author has something to say: Gu Bai: In front of the subject, praise others for being seductive, generous, and single by strength.

Si Yiming:? ? ? I didn't mean that. You listen to me to explain!