After the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the traditional taste of the New Year in the metropolis has faded away.
S City, which had been deserted for less than ten days, gradually resumed its hustle and bustle.
It is time to go to work after the seventh day of the new year, and it is a two-week continuous shift that is full of complaints.
The huge and complex human society, which had been stagnant for a week, started to function again with astonishing efficiency.
Even the monsters who were drunk in the divine wine brought by Vermilion Bird regained their energy and once again threw themselves into the life they were supposed to carry on.
- Of course, this is only a small part.
Since humans began to enter the information age, there have been more and more freelance jobs.
More monsters will choose this type of occupation than the industry that needs to really walk into the crowd.
The requirement of the beasts for these monsters is to be able to initially integrate into human society, any method will do, at least they must communicate with humans.
For those monsters who have penetrated into all aspects of the high-level human beings, they can get some rewards from the divine beasts.
For example, the descendants of Fuyin, or those who want magic weapons, or have the opportunity to live in a monster settlement under the jurisdiction of divine beasts.
There are so many monsters, and being able to live in the few settlements that are blessed by divine beasts is a great guarantee for one's own safety.
And the reason why the beasts do this is that they are a little afraid of human beings.
After all, the progress of human science and technology is faster than expected. If one day they develop a weapon that can flatten their enchantment with one shot and they don't know it, wouldn't it be a miserable death.
After all, not every monster is as powerful as Si Yiming and the others.
Gu Bai came out of the house, ready to buy some paint.
He has been addicted to painting these days. He has almost used up all the paints at home, and his brushes have been worn out a lot.
Compared to using the specially crafted painting tools that Mr. Si got him, Gu Bai still prefers the feel of his slow color palette.
He glanced back at the neatly tidied but still had a lot of extra things that made it look extra lively and crowded, put on his coat, and gently closed the door.
There were still a group of divine beasts sleeping at home, Gu Bai didn't know how long they would have to sleep after drinking so much, but it was always right to move lightly.
Gu Bai didn't have many people who needed to visit outside. During the New Year, most of the senior brothers and teachers went back to their hometowns or they were busy walking around without touching the ground. Gu Bai simply waited for the New Year's greetings for them after the new year. Gift sent.
Today, I can drop by to see Uncle Yu, and by the way, I have to order a lot of picture frames.
The old elm lives in the old city, and the buildings are quite old, surrounded by wanderers who are exhausted in the metropolis, or old people who have been left behind.
Gu Bai searched the old Yushu's yard and found no one. He turned his head out of the yard and walked along the alley in the opposite direction to the main road.
When he found the old elm tree, he was playing chess with some old human masters.
During the Chinese New Year, the old town is still lively, many young people have come back, and even these old people have become more active.
Gu Bai leaned over and took a look, playing chess.
A few old men next to him were humming and chirping. Gu Bai listened casually, and found that they were all saying that Lao Yu must have been living a particularly nourishing life recently, and his hair has turned a lot darker.
Gu Bai heard the words and looked over, and found that the temples on the top of the old elm tree that had some silver threads were now covered by thick black hair.
The old elm tree is also a keen listener. He turned his head and glanced at the talking old man, smiled, and simply recognized it.
Ever since he got a painting of Gu Bai's spirit, his whole tree is radiant and full of energy every day.
The situation of the main body will be reflected on the human form to some extent. After he stuffed the main body from the evil real world into the spiritual painting, he only felt that the branches were no longer sore and the leaves were no longer sore, and his whole body was glowing again. A burst of vitality.
Once the body is comfortable, the human form naturally appears to be a lot more energetic.
Isn't it just hydrating
While the old elm looked happy, he hoisted the opposite car with one cannon.
He put away the chess pieces he had eaten, and listened to his opponent's angrily humming speech with a smile on his face.
"Xiao Bai is here?" He simply stood up, and without playing any chess, he turned around and walked towards Gu Bai.
The place he left was snatched away by several old men. In the end, the loudest man knocked on the ground with his cane, fearing that the others who were beaten would quietly give up his place.
Gu Bai looked at these old men who were quite old but also had fun in their old age, and then looked at a group of old ladies who gathered together to practice Tai Chi, square dance and fan dance, and their lives seemed extremely rich.
The old elm walked to his side and followed his gaze. They were all ordinary scenes: "What are you looking at?"
"Look at them." Gu Bai said as he turned to follow the old elm tree, "I really know how to live."
"Humans." The old elm tree adapted quite well. "Human beings are busy all their lives just like 'enjoying their old age'. It's not that they can live, it's because they think they should do things in their lives. It's all done, so I'm finally starting to live for myself."
Gu Bai didn't quite understand this feeling, he followed behind the old elm tree and didn't speak.
"Humans are always like this. After work has retired, their children are married, and they have nothing else to do, they realize that they should have their own life." The busy life is over, and the lifespan is short.”
Roughly, except for these unique creatures with long lifespans, those races that are chased by time are like this.
Birth, growth, reproduction, death.
And the human beings with wisdom and vivid images make the monsters particularly impressive.
"I've sent away generations here." The old elm tree said, pointing to the old man who occupied the place he left, "That boy, when I was a child, I begged the adults to tie me to my body. A swing."
Gu Bai turned his head to look over there, and then looked at the old elm tree with far and deep eyes, but said nothing.
Recently, he has become more and more aware of the insurmountable gap between youkai and humans.
In the future, he will probably have a lot of experiences like Uncle Yu.
No wonder the beasts don't have a good impression of humans, and no wonder Mr. Si never took him to meet any human friends, nor did he suggest him to meet any new human beings.
Even the work matters that need to communicate with human beings are simply grabbed and thanked.
Gu Bai thought about it while holding his cheeks, and realized that Mr. Si had done a lot of things quietly.
He hadn't experienced such a separation, and he couldn't say that he felt the same way, but he was still able to figure out who was kind to him.
Gu Bai's brain has always had a strong instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
After he simply abandoned it, he might usher in the slight pain of parting, and his mind was full of surprises that he had unexpectedly discovered the small details of Mr. Si's silence.
The old elm tree returned to the yard, and when he turned his head, he saw Gu Bai looking like he was wandering in the sky.
He raised his hand and patted Gu Bai's shoulder: "How come you become stupid when you are an adult?"
Should not be ah.
The old elm thinks that when Lingtai is clear and bright as an adult, there will be a qualitative leap in intelligence quotient for such civil and wooden monsters.
Gu Bai came back to his senses, looked at the old elm tree, and took out a lot of things.
"Uncle Yu, you didn't live in the Jiuzhou Shanhaiyuan, so you didn't drink any wine. This is the divine wine brought by Zhu Niao. I left a small jar for you." Gu Bai handed out the hand rope that he was going to give to Uncle Yu. New Year's gift out.
"Zhu Niao also gave me a lot of Xia Jin, which I don't use very well, so I'll give you one."
"And these are some fruits that the white tiger picked from the west..."
Gu Bai introduced the items one by one to the old elm tree, and finally ordered a lot of picture frames.
After receiving so many gifts, the old elm tree was stunned for a long time, and after thinking for a while, when Gu Bai turned to choose the wood, he entered the back room.
He was just a lucky elm tree, and there was nothing good in his pocket.
But Gu Bai treats him sincerely, and he should return it.
When Gu Bai picked out the wood and came to look for the old elm tree, the old elm tree stuffed several stones with green fluorescence.
Gu Bai was stunned: "This is?"
"Mu Xin," said the old elm tree, "The thing that will grow on our wood monsters for more than a hundred years is not precious, but it is still useful in planting."
Gu Bai couldn't think of where he could use this thing.
"Take it as a New Year's gift." Old Yushu knew that Gu Bai was a bit stupid by nature and didn't even know how to take advantage of it. He was afraid that he would return, and he said quickly, "I heard that you are going to paint a mirage recently, and throw it in the mirage. A few wooden hearts go in, and the spiritual energy can be a little stronger."
Hearing this, Gu Bai lowered his head to look at the five wooden hearts in his hand, and smiled brightly at the old elm tree: "Thank you, Uncle Yu."
The old elm also laughed, and the smile on his face did not fade a bit when he watched Gu Bai leave briskly.
Afterwards, Gu Bai went to visit a circle of senior brothers and teachers, and the things they sent were similar - except that Xia Jin was made into clothes, and the divine wine was diluted countless times by Xuan Gui's special method.
Gu Bai simply made a snack box with the remaining bits and pieces of gadgets and snacks.
Gu Bai lay down and went out, and didn't come back from the morning until before dinner in the afternoon.
In case Mr. Si wakes up, he still wants to have dinner with Mr. Si - after discovering Mr. Si's little secret, Gu Bai just wants to hurry back and kiss Mr. Si.
As soon as Gu Bai came out of the elevator, he saw a group of people carrying cameras and lighting boards gathered at the door of his house, along with Zhai Liangjun and his breath-holding thanks.
Standing in front of them was Si Yiming, the iron-blooded building manager of Unit 6 of Shanhaiyuan in Jiuzhou, who was full of alcohol, his mood was quite bursting, and his face was written with "I didn't sleep enough, I want to hit people".
Mr. Si, who was awakened by drunkenness, was squinting slightly, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.
A group of people were as quiet as chickens, and they didn't dare to take a breath.
Having drunk too much, having a headache and being woken up by the doorbell, when I opened my eyes, I found that Mr. Si, who was alone in the empty boudoir without seeing his own Gu Xiaobai, was in a very bad mood.
After opening the door and discovering that it was a group of Zhai Liangjun and Xie Zhi with humans, the mood became even more unpleasant.
But Pixiu is not happy, and the sense of responsibility is still there.
He squinted and looked around carefully, and after confirming the harmlessness of this group of people, he closed the door with a cold expression on his face.
The people outside the door breathed a sigh of relief, saying that they never thought that a person could be so scary.
Looks like they can kill.
"What... what's going on?"
Zhai Liangjun's face was dazed, stunned, and a little scared. He felt that if there were still this group of humans, Si Yiming would definitely have beaten people directly.
Fox Jing thought for a while, then turned to Xie Zhi with a terrified face and said, "Why does Si Yiming seem to have lost his love?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door that had just been closed opened again, a big hand stretched out, and mercilessly pulled Emperor Zhai, who had just said a word, in.
Xie Zhi, who was standing at the door with the camera crew, felt a "squeak" in his heart, hesitantly, raised his hand and made a cross on his chest.
The fox is afraid it is cold.
The author has something to say: Zhai Liangjun: ? ? ? ? Brother, you won't save me?
Xie Zhi: No, no, no, no help.