Gu Baibing followed his father and Mr. Zhai's instruction to "look for Mr. Si if there is anything", and practiced it very well and practically.
Gu Bai himself knew that he knew nothing about the world of monsters after all, so he didn't report anything unusual. If something really happened, the trouble it would cause to others would not be a small problem like today. .
Although it is not very good to always ask people for small troubles, small troubles are better than big troubles that are out of control and cannot be saved.
Gu Bai walked to the entrance, not ready to change his shoes, he pulled a pair of home slippers on his feet, pushed open the door, and walked out.
When Si Yiming heard the doorbell, he happened to be at the entrance to go to Gu Bai's house. As soon as the doorbell rang, he opened the door.
Gu Bai was taken aback by the speed, and when he saw Si Yiming, he still didn't react.
But in just a short while, Gu Bai raised his face and smiled at Si Yiming: "Mr. Si, there is a small problem."
His momentary stun was quite obvious in Si Yiming's eyes.
Si Yiming always felt that Gu Bai was a little stupid and slow compared to many clever little monsters, and his reaction and mind were always a little slower than other monsters.
Although he is already quite intelligent compared to ordinary humans, it is not enough to look at in a monster.
Now that I think about it, this feeling is indeed not wrong.
Gu Bai was probably influenced by his nature, and his reaction was always slower than other little monsters.
This is normal.
Xuan Gui's reaction was much slower than Gu Bai's - but to put it nicely, it was called calm and calm.
As Old Elm said, if Gu Bai was a spiritual creature related to the land, it would be completely understandable to be a little dull, a little stupid, and an unusually honest and non-greedy sincere mind.
Si Yiming has always liked this kind of monster, or when he met a human with such a temperament, even the Pixiu, who has never liked human beings, would have a much better attitude.
Si Yiming followed Gu Bai to his house, and asked casually, "What's the problem?"
"I drew a picture for Uncle Yu. He came to me yesterday and asked me for a picture of a land." Gu Bai explained as he walked, watching Si Yiming take out the slippers from the shoe cabinet to change He continued, "I think there is no problem in understanding it as a landscape painting, so I just imagined and painted one."
Si Yiming put on his shoes, nodded, and followed Gu Bai up to the second floor.
In the large studio on the second floor, there are three easels in an extravagant horizontal row, one is the oil painting frame of the sunset picture, the other is the easel for Gu Bai to draw the design draft after he got out to prepare, and the other, on which is placed Gu Bai for the old man. The landscape painting by Elm.
Gu Bai pulled Si Yiming's sleeve and pointed to the last painting, looking a little nervous.
"I can't remember why I painted this painting at the time. I think it is enough to have mountains, water, sky and grass, but why the picture is like this, I can't remember."
Gu Bai said, and carefully recalled his thoughts last night when he was eating and making drafts, and found that his mind was blank at that time.
I thought it should be like this, so I drew it as a matter of course.
"I also think this tree should be purple." Gu Bai whispered, "But it's too tall."
But the tree in this picture is surprisingly harmonious.
Looking at the painting, Gu Bai couldn't help but shiver a little. He turned to look at Si Yiming, and his voice was a little dry: "Mr. Si, is there something wrong with me?"
"That's Jianmu." Si Yiming pointed at the tree trunk that Gu Bai had painted purple and brown.
Gu Bai immediately raised his hand and touched the small wooden carving Pixiu hanging around his neck.
Mrs. Snake told him before that it was carved from the bark of Jianmu.
"Jianmu?" Gu Bai repeated, "But I haven't seen it before."
"You should have seen it, but you were not born at that time." Si Yiming could understand such a routine.
It takes a very long time for the heaven and earth spirits to go from intangible to tangible to their official birth to being able to move freely. There will be various accidents during this long period of time.
Si Yiming also had no idea about his memories when he was invisible. Occasionally, when he was dreaming, he could dream of some ancient scenes, but he immediately forgot when he woke up.
"Here." Si Yiming pointed to the running water painted by Gu Bai, followed the running water upwards, and lightly tapped the distant mountain where the running water could not see the top of the mountain, and said, "Buzhou Mountain in ancient times."
"This place should be on the west or south of Buzhou Mountain. I can't remember exactly." Si Yiming pondered for a while, then reacted, turned his head and said to Gu Bai: "If it really counts, your age is also the same. Not too small, Gu Xiaobai."
Gu Bai was stunned for a moment. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at Si Yiming.
After hesitating for a while, he asked in a low voice, "Then how old am I?"
"The Buzhou Mountain at that time collapsed thousands of years ago, and after it collapsed, the building wood was also crushed."
The current Buzhou Mountain is no longer the Buzhou Mountain that can support the sky, but the wreckage that was left behind.
Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai, changed the calculation method of human beings, and said, "You need to talk about a billion years old."
Gu Bai paused, opened and closed his mouth, and finally didn't hold back: "A billion years ago, the earth didn't even have life, where did these plants and flowers come from?"
"Humans also say that there are no monsters in the world, so what's the result?" Si Yiming finished speaking, and took another look at Gu Bai's painting, only to feel that the aura in the painting was swelled considerably.
It seems that the paintings that let out all the thoughts and do whatever they want will allow Gu Bai to devote more.
It may also be because the content in the painting is the scene of the ancient times when the aura was so abundant that he could even practice breathing, which echoed Gu Bai's dazed memory, so the aura was so swelled that it was almost revealed.
Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai again, and found that there was no change in the spiritual energy of Gu Bai, neither too much nor too little.
It seems that Gu Bai and Bai Ze are indeed different. After painting Bu Zhoushan and painting Jianmu, they have not been affected in the slightest.
Mr. Si was very pleased with this discovery.
"It's alright, let's continue painting." He patted Gu Bai's shoulder, "But now it's time to prepare for dinner."
Gu Bai was nudged downstairs by Si Yiming, and he was a little worried: "Will it affect me if I paint this?"
"No." Si Yiming pulled out the refrigerator and took out two potatoes, "Dianmo Shanhe - it's a mirage, you want to paint with the sky and the earth as the curtain, and if you paint it, you can also make the old elm and the The other wood monsters put the body in."
Gu Bai knew that it would not have any impact on reality, and he was relieved immediately.
"Then when will I be able to draw a mirage?" Gu Bai took a potato from Si Yiming's hand and started peeling it, and said softly, "Don't you and Mr. Zhai both want me to be able to draw a mirage? ?"
And those other monsters too.
Gu Bai didn't think of this by himself, and his little brain didn't even think about it deeply.
This was what Gu Lang told Gu Bai, to tell his good cubs that these divine beasts were not innocent, pure and good old people.
Si Yiming didn't expect to hear this question from Gu Bai.
He was peeling potatoes for a while, then turned to look at Gu Bai who was also slowly peeling potatoes with his eyes down beside him. Looking at his calm appearance, he realized that in this matter, Gu Bai could not be treated as The little cub came to see.
He straightened his face: "Yes, we hope you can draw mirages."
Mirage is not disturbed by evil spirits, and it can retain the abundant aura like in ancient times. As long as the mirage is not deliberately damaged and well maintained, it can keep what it looks like inside.
Because ordinary humans can't get in at all, even evil spirits can't get in.
When the mirage is drawn, they dive directly into the mirage, and they will be able to completely separate themselves from humans and live independently. Humans like to go wherever they want, and so do evil spirits.
If it weren't for sharing the same world with humans now, who would be willing to keep these evil spirits in check for humans
When there is a mirage, as long as the world doesn't collapse like in ancient times, they can live happily in the mirage.
Thinking about the benefits of mirages, I hope Gu Bai can draw mirages, is it wrong
No.
"Do you mind this?" Si Yiming asked.
Gu Bai stayed for a while: "What do you mind?"
"Drawing a mirage," Si Yiming said, "according to human thinking, this is called exploitation."
Gu Bai was stunned by the use of two words.
When Gu Lang told him about this, Gu Bai actually didn't get Gu Lang's true intention at all.
After Gu Bai learned about this, an idea came to his mind.
- Work harder, try to draw some ink mountains and rivers as soon as possible to repay Mr. Si and Mr. Zhai for their care for him.
"Take advantage of..." Gu Bai struggled to understand for a while, but couldn't understand the meaning, "What did you take advantage of me?"
Si Yiming explained to him thoughtfully: "Use your gratitude to draw a mirage for us."
"..." Gu Bai was silent for two seconds, "Then you treat me so well, do you want to use me?"
Si Yiming thought for a while, then shook his head: "No."
It's because you are cute, Mr. Si thought in his heart.
Gu Bai suddenly relaxed and smiled: "That's fine! You are good to me, and I want to repay you. I don't have any skills other than drawing. If I can draw mirages and help you a little bit, I will be very happy! "
Si Yiming watched Gu Bai peeling the potatoes again happily. While he felt that this silly boy would get it after what others said, he also felt that he was so warm in his heart that he was trusted so much.
Mr. Si sighed lightly, took the peeled potatoes from Gu Bai's hand, put them on the chopping board, and skillfully pulled out the kitchen knife: "Slicing or shredding?"
Gu Bai opened the refrigerator and glanced at it. Thinking of the number of people who ordered the meal today, he replied, "Shred it."
There was a sound of "duo duo" in the kitchen, and the pressure cooker that was stewing the soup occasionally spewed out a few wisps of air.
Gu Bai dried up the oil in the pot, heated it, and threw in the ginger, onion, garlic and dried chili until fragrant. With a sound of "thorn," the aroma exploded in the kitchen.
When Xie Zhi came, he found that the door was unlocked. After pushing the door and changing his shoes, he stepped into the living room and saw two harmonious figures in the kitchen.
Mr. Xie held his cheeks and watched for a long time, and found that Gu Bai and Si Yiming were cooperating with each other.
He put the briefcase in his hand on the sofa, glanced at the small bookcase beside the sofa, and saw the five new books that had been put in at a glance.
He hasn't had time to buy these new best-selling romance books.
Xie Zhi looked at the five books, and then at Gu Bai who was cooking. He couldn't help laughing, his eyes were crescents.
Such a warm, honest and considerate little monster, who wouldn't want to be nice to him
Mr. Xie greeted the two in the kitchen in a good mood, and simply moved down the three paintings that Gu Bai had placed on the second floor that needed to be delivered.
After the last painting was moved, Mr. Xie found a vixen paralyzed on the sofa.
The fox spirit was exhausted recently, but when Gu Bai brought out the dish, he still got up very strong.
"Gu Xiaobai." The strong fox's spirit was like a gossamer, "Is there any designer you can recommend?"
Zhai Liangjun's logistics company is ready to take the first step among the monsters, but he is not just going to toss among the monsters.
It's all logistics, why don't people make money!
What's more, these monsters, in human society, are also the ones who have someone above them!
But if you want to toss with this kind of thing in humans, it's a little more troublesome than the monsters.
For example, he has to register a trademark.
Zhai Liangjun, who does not have a trademark, has been running around recently to clear up the relationship, and now he is missing a trademark.
Hearing this, Gu Bai earnestly recommended several teams and personal designers to Mr. Zhai.
Mr. Xie watched the two come together, and simply went into the kitchen to bring out the remaining dishes.
When Xie Zhi went into the kitchen to serve the last two dishes, he saw Si Yiming squinting slightly, looking at the vixen who was with Gu Bai a little unhappily.
Mr. Xie was bold: "What are you looking at? Could it be that you are still jealous of Zhai Liangjun?"
"Nonsense!" Si Yiming scolded, "Zhai Liangjun is not a serious monster."
Mr. Xie wants to say that Zhai Liangjun has been more serious recently for Huang Yining's recognition, and he is waiting for a successful career to woo and get engaged with a ring.
Stereotypes are bad.
But before he had time to speak, Mr. Si frowned and added: "I am the normal worry of the elders for the younger!"
After saying this, Si Yiming felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but frown a little deeper.
"… "
Xie Zhi stared at Si Yiming, who frowned.
no.
You have done to Gu Bai what a monster should do to an object. Who are you trying to fool? !
You, Si Yiming, are one of those mythical beasts who would take other people's cubs out for travel, help them cut vegetables, steal their pixiu taste, buy a new set of jadeite secretly, and say good morning to people every morning at a fixed time.
Are you the kind of divine beast that will spend money on other people's cubs? !
You used to be ruthless and directly exposed the truth and even started to beat the demon!
Xie Zhi wanted to say something but stopped talking.
Si Yiming, let me tell you that I read a lot of books, but you can't beat me at all!
But in the end, Mr. Xie held back his scumbag.
Thinking about it carefully, after all, Si Yiming is a divine beast who has never been moved.
No, in fact, there seem to be very few people who have been in love among the beasts.
… It seems a little miserable to think about it this way.
"Okay." Mr. Xie said, looking at Mr. Si pitifully, "Just be happy."
The author has something to say: Xie Zhi: I told you that I read a lot of romance novels, but you can't beat me at all!
Si Yiming:…