Monster Apartment

Chapter 43 Gu Bai: Damn it? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Gu Bai stared at the window, staring at the thick, lead-grey rain cloud. He waited for a while before the next flash of lightning.

Not only did the lightning not come, they also gradually moved away from the gloomy dark sky.

The sea of ​​clouds turned into a pure and soft white, sticking to the window and looking over there, you can only see a large tumbling black lead over there. From a distance, the rain curtain under the rain clouds is like a thick fog. The shrouded earth.

Gu Bai retracted his gaze, rubbed his face twice, and when he looked down at the drawing paper in his hand, he found that the drawing paper had been crumpled by him.

Gu Bai hissed slightly, feeling it was a waste, then put the large drawing paper aside, and took out the smaller sketchbook from his carry-on bag.

Gu Bai is accustomed to drawing things directly on standard drawing paper. Sketchbooks are nothing more than notebooks, and his hands and pens are always blocked when turning pages, which is strangely uncomfortable.

But it is not appropriate to use drawing paper to draw on an airplane, even if the airplane flies very smoothly.

Gu Bai opened the loose-leaf sketchbook, took out a few pencils, and quickly drew the picture he had just seen.

Sketching is a very important basic course in painting. It exercises the painter’s observation and picture generalization ability, so that the painter can quickly grasp the key points of the picture to describe.

In the Academy of Fine Arts, I often see students who start to take pictures and sketches as soon as they sit on their backs with drawing boards and small stools, because most of the scenes of street scene sketches contain characters, and the characters are usually interactive, and the painter can get the story of the picture. Presentation skills.

Except for still life paintings and a few portraits of people, most of the successful and well-known paintings are those that can clearly read the story from the picture, rather than a dry picture.

Even laymen can squeeze a bit of meaning in such paintings, and those portraits and still life paintings are generally used to show off skills or practice.

Gu Bai used to go to the pedestrian street in the center of S to set up a small stall. When there was no business, he would sketch street scenes. Coupled with school homework practice, he actually had quite a lot of opportunities to sketch.

Zhai Liangjun wore a blindfold next to him and fell asleep, while Si Yiming was flipping through an original book that Gu Bai couldn’t understand and didn’t know what language.

When Si Yiming put the bookmark into the page and raised his head, what he saw was the picture of Gu Bai sitting opposite him turning on the reading light and lowering his head to draw seriously.

The little monster with a particularly small baby face hung his head, and his broken hair was a bit longer now, and a few twitches appeared on the top of his hair as he bowed his head.

Even though Gu Bai’s hand had already put a napkin under it, it was still stained with lead dust, and it looked a little dirty, but the serious look was especially reassuring.

Do not forget to practice on the road, Si Yiming couldn’t help but want to praise him.

Monsters are rarely so diligent, not lazy, but because their life span is always very long, even the same life as the world.

Humans must do their best to do things, for the monsters, they can take their time.

This is probably why monsters are always lifeless as salted fish, and humans are always able to produce some amazing and brilliant ghosts with a history.

Roughly because of being driven by time, humans can always make those amazing achievements.

But the monsters that were left behind by time and would not age due to the passage of time gradually settled and no longer possessed that kind of enthusiasm.

Si Yiming likes this kind of enthusiasm, and he feels a little eager after a long absence.

Si Yiming’s gaze hovered over the little jugglings above Gu Bai’s head, watching the little jugglings dangling with Gu Bai’s movements, a little bit unable to control his hand, and wanted to press it down.

Si Yiming glanced at the screen where Gu Bai was casting shadows, and was slightly startled when he saw the Tenglong. He looked out the window to the black clouds that had been left far behind by them, and realized that Canglong had just passed by and was seen.

He retracted his gaze and watched Gu Bai painting with his face.

Si Yiming can also paint, but he is inherently limited in painting.

The requirements for spiritual painting are quite high. First of all, the painter’s spiritual energy is required to be pure and pure. This alone directly excludes all the monsters who have cultivated into spirits.

Of course, sacred beasts like Si Yiming with their own warfare attributes have also been directly eliminated. Even the auspicious beasts such as the unicorn are also innately reversed because of their nature to identify the emperor’s virtuousness. car.

In the past, only immortals with the righteousness and eight classics could paint, and so could Bai Ze, but after Bai Ze painted “Bai Ze Tu” in his early years, he never painted spiritual paintings again.

According to him, it is because painting again will be squeezed into Baize dry.

When Bai Ze went out for a stroll and ran into the Yellow Emperor, after drawing those fine and strange pictures for the Yellow Emperor, he was indeed very injured. The whole beast had been lying down for thousands of years and only recovered hundreds of years ago.

In the final analysis, it is still a natural question. Bai Ze Zheng’er’s talent is not painting, but a gossip who knows the six ways of heaven and earth. If he doesn’t know anything, he rushes to ask him, basically there is nothing he can’t answer.

Even Bai Ze’s paintings of spiritual paintings will overturn, and now that all the immortals have fallen, it especially shows that Gu Bai’s existence is quite precious.

After waiting for thousands of years, Gu Bai grew up and drew a scroll of ink mountains and rivers, and it would be so beautiful to squeeze those unruly monsters and monsters into the mirage of the mountains and rivers.

In this way, they only need to suppress the evil spirits, and don’t have to catch the monsters and monsters who seize the opportunity to run away.

When Si Yiming was planning the future, Gu Bai had already sketched.

He looked at the painting and felt that if he went back and refined it, he might sell it at a good price.

Gu Bai put away the pen, got water from the cup and wet the paper and wiped his hands vigorously, carefully put away the garbage and the notebook, then took another look at it, and finally looked up at the other two people in the cabin.

Mr. Zhai still sleeps extremely sweetly, and it seems that he has indeed been exhausted recently.

Gu Bai turned his head to look at Si Yiming, but he ran into Si Yiming’s gaze.

Gu Bai was stunned. Taking into account Zhai Liangjun who was still sleeping, he whispered, “Mr. Si?”

Si Yiming nodded, and glanced at the part of Gu Bai’s head that fell, but there was still a strong tugging. After thinking about it, he stood up, pushed them back, and slapped Gu Bai’s twice. hair.

Gu Bai has become accustomed to Si Yiming’s behavior of touching his head from time to time. Si Yiming’s palms are quite large, dry and warm, and his head is gently rubbed twice. Gu Bai still feels quite comfortable.

He raised his hand and touched the top of his own hair: “What’s wrong? Is there something?”

“No.” Si Yiming retracted his hand, lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, feeling that Gu Bai’s hair felt better and better.

Mr. Si calmly sat back and opened the small refrigerator next to him. He diverted Gu Bai’s attention: “What do you want to eat?”

Gu Bai’s attention was immediately skewed. He turned his head and glanced at the contents of the refrigerator, and found that everything was dessert and drinks.

He touched his stomach, which had been so hungry lately, and finally took two small cakes and a bottle of milk.

City S is not far from the Daxinganling voyage. In addition, the nearest airport passenger transportation in City S is almost suspended, and the channel is vacant. There is no need to bypass the channel of other passenger aircraft, and it almost flew in a straight line and landed smoothly. .

The weather in City S has been cool recently, and Gu Bai has put on a big coat, but after falling on the ground here, even if it didn’t rain, it didn’t even get warm.

Mr. Zhai was awakened when he first landed. Gu Bai watched him pull out the coat, sunglasses and mask from the suitcase, and found that his fully armed appearance still couldn’t conceal Mr. Zhai’s handsomeness.

It is said that every time Mr. Zhai enters and exits the airport for work, the probability of being recognized by fans is 100%.

According to the fans who recognized Mr. Zhai, even if Mr. Zhai does not even show any strands of hair, they can still be recognized by the walking posture and behavior habits.

It can be said to be very abnormal.

Given that his fans’ ability to search for cooking is so perverted, even if they got off the plane and got a car today, Mr. Zhai would not care about it at all. As always, he wrapped himself tightly to prevent a single accident.

After all, if he was discovered, it would be a big riot.

Fortunately, when they got off the plane, no other passenger planes landed around them, and they did not give others a chance to see the heavily armed Mr. Zhai. Today’s Mr. Zhai was probably blessed by the beast, and he was quite safe all the way off the plane.

Si Yiming made a phone call, and not long after, an airport staff sent them the car keys and informed them of the parking area.

Si Yiming turned his head and handed over the car keys to Zhai Liangjun.

It is obviously impossible for him to use a brave as a driver for the vixen.

The class hierarchy among the monsters was quite obvious. Gu Bai didn’t notice that it was wrong, but Mr. Zhai took it for granted and got into the driver’s seat after receiving the car key.

Gu Bai carried his suitcase into the trunk, and looked at the dry food, water and other supplies prepared in the trunk again, and found that when he went to Province X last time, Mr. Si’s friend had prepared all the items. almost.

Gu Bai opened his suitcase, held the SLR he had brought, and got into the back seat happily.

The main purpose of his coming out this time is to find his dad, but it’s also great to pick things up by the way.

It is said that it will snow soon, and the scenery in the mountains will become very beautiful.

Due to well-known safety issues, the scenic area will begin to restrict the number of tourists entering and exiting after the National Day. Once the temperature drops below the safety line, the mountain will be closed immediately.

When the snow falls, the world is covered in silver, and the mountains are deserted. The most primitive and beautiful pictures will be presented.

Gu Bai checked a lot on the Internet, and deliberately prepared for this purpose sunglasses and lens equipment for shooting snow scenes.

Si Yiming sat in the passenger seat and glanced back at Gu Bai who was about to jump up with joy. He turned around and motioned to Zhai Liangjun to leave.

The place where Zhai Liangjun met Gu Lang was already very deep in the virgin forest.

To insist on the specific location, it is to walk north from the monster market hidden in this mountain range, about sixty kilometers away.

Ask Zhai Liangjun to tell me exactly where the place is. He really can’t tell, but the most easily recognizable coordinate point is the monster market here.

Nowadays, there are not too many monster fairs in China. Most of them are hidden in deep mountains or underground and underwater. They are all shrouded in formations. Even if the big monsters and mythical beasts come, they have to walk in according to the formations obediently. Otherwise, you will never get to the place.

The distance to enter is very long, the monsters are convenient and comfortable, and they are generally used to driving.

Like the kind that directly rushed in with the prototype, it was basically captured by the ubiquitous human equipment halfway through.

Looking back when a big news broke, Si Yiming had to go there again and let the human TV show help them fool around.

Later, this kind of honest behavior was strictly prohibited.

Zhai Liangjun still walked quite well. He still remembered that Gu Bai was growing up right now, and he told him: “It will take at least two days to get in. When you are hungry, you can eat directly from the back of the car, Gu Xiaobai. ”

Gu Bai responded, and was eating a bag of puffs brought down on the plane.

The road into the mountains is fairly easy. This is the peak time. There are a lot of tourist buses going back and forth on the driveway. Gu Bai and the others are obviously riding in a private off-road vehicle, which is quite eye-catching.

When he reached the area where the tourists stopped, Si Yiming opened the window and brushed his face, and was simply let go.

After that, the road started to be difficult. There was only one dirt road. There were two obvious wheel marks on the dirt road. It seemed that there were many people entering the mountain through this road.

Mr. Zhai held the steering wheel and drove slowly for two kilometers before stepping on the brake.

Gu Bai was taken aback, and watched in this restricted area with no one everywhere, Mr. Zhai stripped off all the camouflage on his face, got out of the car with ease, and then jumped onto one of them very skillfully. pine.

Gu Bai was frightened. The cream in the puff rubbed against the tip of his nose. He watched in horror as Mr. Zhai climbed to the top of the tall pine tree without any defensive measures, and swayed dangerously and dangerously twice. Top, dangle two pine cones.

Gu Bai was frightened when he saw it. It wasn’t until Mr. Zhai came back with two pine cones that he moved his stiff body twice. He glanced at Si Yiming, who was accustomed to normal and didn’t feel surprised. After thinking about it, he still suffocated silently. Talking.

Zhai Liangjun got back into the car and picked up a lot of pine nuts with a hard hand. His skillful movements were breathtaking, and he did not do such things less at first glance.

Mr. Zhai took a pile of pine nuts, turned his head and handed it to Gu Bai: “Come on, Gu Xiaobai, taste this, it’s delicious.”

Gu Bai paused, and reached out to take the handful of pine nuts.

“There are a lot of delicious food in the mountains this season.” Zhai Liangjun picked up another handful of pine nuts, then threw the remains of the pine cone out of the car, shaking off the debris from his body, and first offered a handful to Si Yi Ming, and then slowly ate it by himself.

Gu Bai wiped off the cream on his nose. Along the way, he saw Zhai Liangjun expertly go up and down the tree to poke a beehive, and ran out to catch the rabbits at night, and then happily took the harvest back.

In two days, they had only walked less than half of their journey into the mountain. Zhai Liangjun was not in a hurry, Si Yiming was not in a hurry, and Gu Bai looked at them, not embarrassed to shout.

Mr. Zhai caught the fish out of the stream and said enthusiastically: “Drink fish soup today!”

Gu Bai and Si Yiming didn’t have any comments. Si Yiming was watching Gu Bai painting, and they were painting the mountains and rivers in front of them.

Zhai Liangjun finally learned to cook fish soup under the guidance of Gu Bai in the past two days. At this moment, when no one had any complaints, he turned on the cassette furnace and opened the aluminum box filled with stream water on the shelf, and started to boil the water. Caught fish.

As a result, as soon as the water rolled up, the sky suddenly exploded with thunder.

Gu Bai was taken aback, a long mess of lines crooked out of his hand.

Si Yiming and Zhai Liangjun looked up to the south, frowning.

“Go, return to the car.” Si Yiming closed the sketchbook in Gu Bai’s hand.

Gu Bai glanced at the rapidly dimming sky and knew it was going to rain. He nodded quickly and helped Zhai Liangjun turn off the cassette furnace, and slid back into the car with his baby sketchbook. .

The rain came quickly.

The three people who got wet got back into the car, but Si Yiming did not get in, but told Zhai Liangjun: “Take good care of Gu Bai, I’ll go and see.”

Zhai Liangjun nodded, closed all the windows, and opened the formation in the car with a snap.

Gu Bai watched Si Yiming raining outside, patted the window of the car, and turned to look at Zhai Liangjun: “What is Mr. Si doing?”

“Huh?” Zhai Liangjun looked up casually, and said, “Catch the cow.”

Gu Bai was taken aback, looked back at the rain-covered car window, and then watched a financial crocodile with his own eyes, and took a few steps into the rain as if he was about to embrace nature and let himself go.

Gu Bai dumbly watched Mr. Si let go of his back, and then a slightly familiar clear dragon chant sounded in his ear.

With this dragon chant, Gu Bai saw that Mr. Si turned into a mighty behemoth in an instant, and then stepped away without looking back.

Gu Bai:…

Gu Bai:? ? ?

Gu Bai: … Damn it.

Gu Bai: Damn it? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

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