Gu Bai's hometown is in a small county town in the south surrounded by mountains and water. The environment is good but the location is very remote.
When he followed Si Yiming to the high-speed rail station, Gu Bai was still surprised.
Si Yiming turned his head to look at him: "What's so surprising?"
"It's just... surprised." Gu Bai said very honestly, "I thought it would be a private jet again."
The high-speed rail is too down-to-earth, Gu Bai thought.
It's just a business seat, and it doesn't seem to be grounded.
Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai: "Do you think a private jet can fly if you want to fly?"
Gu Bai nodded blankly.
Si Yiming shook his head: "You have to apply for a lot in advance."
Gu Bai didn't understand the world of the rich, he nodded casually, touched his belly, glanced at the time, and remembered how long he could last without hunger.
Si Yiming didn't follow Gu Bai back, he sent Gu Bai to the station, Gu Bai left, he wanted to move on.
Zhu Niao's nest is not in the same province as Gu Bai.
Mr. Si prepared several array plates for Gu Bai, and he was covered with various treasures in bits and pieces. After repeatedly instructing how to use it and not to go out after eleven o'clock in the evening, it was not very good. Gu Bai was relieved and let go.
Gu Bai's hometown is still three hours' drive away from the high-speed rail station.
By the time he finally got to the downstairs of his house, it was already dark.
The small county town has not changed much, and the old box building with the demolition characters printed on it seems to be completely stuck in time, and that appearance is still the same.
Five floors, lined up horizontally, with ten households on one floor, facing south, with a total of three stair entrances.
But the entrance downstairs doesn't even have an iron gate, you can go straight up if it's empty.
As soon as it got dark, there were so many houses in this row of houses that were big enough to accommodate fifty families, but only two or three houses sporadically showed light.
The November night has already dipped into a bit of coolness.
Gu Bai hasn't come back since his sophomore year. He also applied to stay in school during the summer vacation. Looking at the scattered lights at two or three o'clock, he just felt very deserted.
Gu Bai remembered that when his father was still there, he could often hear the voice of the aunt next door teaching the child.
After that, it became quieter every year, and when Gu Bai went to the provincial capital to study high school and started boarding, there were only a dozen or so old people left in the building.
Now the ten or so old households are gone, and only two or three are left.
Gu Bai even saw a few wreaths in the building that hadn't been removed, and there were two enamel pots on the ground below the building, and there were burnt gray-black marks in the pots.
Not long ago, an old man walked away from the building.
Looking at the packaged building with almost no major changes in appearance, Gu Bai, who didn't even bring any luggage, sighed softly.
This is probably the so-called right and wrong. Gu Bai stood downstairs for a while, and for the first time noticed the power of time.
Gu Bai put his palms together and bowed to the two wreaths that were swaying downstairs. He wondered if there was a ray of light that belonged to this old man in the reincarnation he saw a few days ago.
He stepped on the stairs, the lights in the stairwell had already been broken, and Gu Bai relied on his good night vision ability to walk like a fly.
His family lives on the third floor, and there is no guardrail or anything. This kind of house is quite easy for thieves to enter.
Gu Bai took the key to open the house door, and when he opened the door, he saw that the house was turned over in a mess.
The dust cloth that was covering the furniture when he left was also tossed and thrown aside, losing its intended effect.
Gu Bai was not surprised by this situation. Since young and strong young people have moved out one by one, this building has become the most easily visited building by thieves in the small county.
It's normal to be turned over in a mess when you go out to your house. Later, the local criminal police brigade sent people to guard here for more than a month and caught a bunch of them, and finally settled down.
But a situation like Gu Bai's not coming back for two years will never be spared.
Gu Bai walked into the room as usual.
The old house is not like the Kyushu Shanhaiyuan, and it will not fall into ashes if it does not live in people.
Gu Bai walked around the house, and when he stepped on it, it was a footprint. The dust was thick, and the house was filled with a musty smell.
He pressed the switch, but the light didn't turn on. After being stunned for two seconds, he suddenly came back to his senses. He exited the door again, opened the electric switch at the door, and then entered the house again to turn on the light.
The light is warm yellow, making the mess in the house more and more obvious.
Gu Bai closed the door, not paying attention to the messed up living room, and went straight into his small room.
His small room was not spared either, but it was covered with certificates of merit, and it seemed that the children's room had been rummaged far less than the living room.
Probably because little kids' rooms don't usually have good stuff in them.
However, the boxes of workbooks and previous textbooks under the bed had also been taken out and turned over. It could be seen that the burglars were still reluctant to let go of any possibility.
Gu Bai opened the small cabinet under the bookcase, took out the books and notebooks on the first floor, and then opened the back panel, revealing the treasures that he had cherished since childhood.
Gu Bai turned over several boxes inside.
A big box of glass beads, a small box of rhinestones, a box of all kinds of messy things, and a booklet.
In addition to the precious photo of father and son in the booklet, there are also some dried plants made by Gu Bai.
Gu Bai turned around, and only recognized the flowers of the Migraine tree that he had seen.
That big box of glass beads—no, it should be called Lingshi instead.
Gu Bai weighed the weight of this box of spirit stones, and felt that he might have made a fortune.
When he was in the monster market before, Gu Bai paid attention to the spirit stone that Si Yiming paid when he bought things. One spirit stone could buy a dozen skewers of barbecued meat, or a copy of the Book of Mountains and Seas, or something he had never seen before in the human world. magical stuff.
A spirit stone is very valuable.
Gu Bai looked down at his box and felt that there were 1,800 missing pieces here.
In addition to that small box of rhinestones.
According to Mr. Zhai, it is one of the most advanced carriers of talismans, and it is expensive, but every time it comes out, it is directly robbed.
Gu Bai opened the box and found that there were several pieces inside.
He was stunned, turned his head and glanced at his house, and clicked his tongue lightly.
It is estimated that not only humans have visited, but there are also monsters, otherwise they will not trigger the talisman.
Gu Bai stuffed all the treasures into the braided rope on his wrist, took out several array plates from the braided rope, and placed them all over the house as Mr. Si said.
He wanted to take out the quilt he had brought to sleep, but looking at the dirty house, he finally resigned and started to clean it.
Gu Bai will stay here for a few days, he is going to visit the good people who have helped him before, and then formally say goodbye to them.
This world is big or small, and it is not small. The world has been in a hurry for decades, and I don’t know if I will see you again in the future.
Before leaving here, it is polite to meet and tell those who have helped him that he is leaving and thank them for their help.
In the next two days, Gu Bai went door-to-door with the gifts he bought and visited the teachers and police officers who had helped him. Seeing those who were full of surprises but had wrinkles and gray hair on their faces, he felt in his heart. A burst of sadness.
Gu Bai thought of the wreath that was left under the roof and the two enamel pots used to burn paper money. At this moment, he clearly realized how precious the things that time will take away.
It's no wonder that monsters don't always like to interact deeply with humans.
Even those monsters that have integrated into human society have always maintained a room to withdraw at any time.
It would be too sad if such farewells were to happen so frequently.
After visiting those good people, Gu Bai stood in the pingli at the bottom of the package, looked up for a while, and saw that there was no one left or right, he simply took out the easel and stool from the woven rope, sat there, and lifted it up. The hand draws.
Si Yiming waited for two days in the vermillion bird's nest until his colleagues who had become dead birds came back.
When he got what he thought of, it had been a week since he said goodbye to Gu Bai.
Gu Bai still stayed in that small county town. He didn't get the feedback from his senior appraiser, so he was not in a hurry to go back. in the drawing paper.
Gu Bai went to all the places he wanted to paint, drew a circle of sketches, and finally retracted back to the bottom of the Tongzilou. With meticulous and slow brushstrokes, he drew the most lively time of the Tongzilou.
The memory is a little blurry, but Gu Bai still has some impressions.
At that time, his father was still squatting at home as a cook. As soon as he went out, the whole floor would be quiet. He was known as a tyrant in the building. With him in control, no thief dared to come here.
Upstairs lived a couple of newlyweds, with the word "Happy" posted on the door. The voice of the aunt on the right teaching the child could be heard throughout the building. On the left lived a tenant who worked as a car wash in a car repair shop not far away. , there are always wet work clothes hanging in the corridor that he can never wash.
Downstairs is an old man with asthma, but his sons and daughters are very filial and happy every day. He likes to pull this small bench when the sun is good and sit on the patio to bask in the sun.
Gu Bai followed those thin memories upstream, pouring those beautiful feelings onto the drawing paper stroke by stroke, and he couldn't help but smile when he was painting.
When Si Yiming came over, it was a rare sunny day.
When he came to see Gu Bai with the hair that Zhu Niao had lost over the years and the blood of Zhu Niao, what he saw was Gu Bai who was sitting under the sun, his whole body shrouded in a warm aura.
I haven't seen him for a week. Gu Bai, who has learned to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, jumped a little higher. Even if he is sitting at this moment, he can easily see his slender and slender body.
Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai from a distance, and only felt that Gu Bai seemed to have a more mature taste in his body.
Gu Bai sat there with his back straight, wearing only a black shirt in November, with his sleeves rolled up because he hated the trouble.
As he raised his hand, the bottom hem was occasionally pulled up, revealing his fair waist. Looking down, there was a small waistline before the concave ridgeline was hidden in the waistband.
Probably because of the sudden increase in height, Gu Bai's jeans looked a little short, exposing his ankles. Under the shroud of sunlight and soft aura, they were as soft and delicate as glowing white jade.
Makes you want to reach out and hold it.
Si Yiming looked down, feeling his hands a little itchy.
Seemingly aware of the sight of others, Gu Bai turned his head, and the moment he saw Si Yiming, his whole figure seemed to be lit up, a warm smile appeared on his face, and he waved at him while holding the paintbrush. hand.
He waved, and the paint on the paintbrush that had not been evenly spread by the water flew onto his face.
Gu Baideng hurriedly rummaged through the toolbox next to him to find a tissue.
The beauty in front of Si Yiming's eyes was shattered by his actions, and he finally regained his senses. He couldn't help taking a deep breath and looked down at his hand that was just about to move.
Could it be... I'm really a beast
Mr. Si thought deeply.
The author has something to say: Si Yiming: Start practicing Buddhahood today, cleanse your sins, and form is emptiness and form...
Gu Bai: ? ? ?