Mr. Si glanced at this bad luck and clicked his tongue.
Gu Bai definitely didn't do it on purpose, he knew this, that little brat learned to use spiritual energy slowly not long ago, and it's still not easy until now, where is the energy to toss this.
Mr. Si stood at the door, a little surprised that this group of bad luck didn't smell bad.
Bad luck is not a good thing, it is not a good thing, it means that it will have some unique and disgusting characteristics in it, such as it will attract disasters, it will attract sickness and so on.
Of course, divine beasts like them, who were born with great merit, are unlikely to be affected by mere bad luck. They hate bad luck, mostly because bad luck comes with its own stench, like the smell of a rotting swamp.
It's not that Si Yiming has never seen such bad luck. Such bad luck also has a name for them, it's called retribution.
Ordinary people accumulate evil to a certain extent, and they will be attacked by disasters.
There is a god who raises his head three feet, and that's what he's talking about.
When everyone does bad things, there will be a little more bad luck on the top of their heads. When the dark clouds cover the top, it is time for retribution.
And after a living being has set foot on the avenue of cultivation, the punishment of God's sins will be more and more severe.
Mr. Si thought that when he read the documents, the young man surnamed Qian was unscrupulous in his lawsuit records for those antiques and works of art. He could probably guess why there was such a wide range of bad luck.
Among them, the crimes against Gu Bai are probably the main reason for such a huge bad luck - he is probably not reconciled after being rejected, and he is ready to use his old tricks to coerce, lure, and even rob him.
While thinking about it, Mr. Si raised his hand and ticked lightly towards the room. A thin golden thread that no one else could see fell into Si Yiming's book and flew around his hand lightly. Then it slowly dissipated.
Just kidding, will he choose to forgive this person's faults generously because Gu Bai himself has brought retribution to this person
nonexistent.
After Mr. Si took away the person's fortune, he glanced at the bad luck again, glanced at the person who was poking their brains in the mansion, hummed, turned his head and walked away slowly.
Gu Bai has such great energy, Si Yiming really did not expect it.
Although most of the spirits that are born in the earth are naturally favored by the heaven and the earth, this favor will not be obvious to this extent.
It didn't even threaten Gu Bai himself. It was just a small contradiction, and it was fermented to this level in an instant. Si Yiming asked himself, he, the hero who helped guard the land of Shenzhou, was not so powerful.
To be favored to such a degree, Si Yiming has seen Xuanwu for so many years.
Back then, when Buzhou Mountain was smashed, the sky and the earth collapsed and the sky fell into a great flood. It was Xuanwu who carried the sky by himself and temporarily blocked the gap. After that, the reincarnation was established. Stability in this world.
Xuanwu has always been favored, because they bear the merit of saving the world.
Xuan Gui has been conscientiously guarding Netherworld for so many years, and most of them are thinking about saving more merits and seeing if they can give birth to a cub with the spirit snake.
It is normal for a highly respected divine beast like Xuanwu to have such energy, but why did Gu Bai get such a preference
Mr. Si frowned slightly. After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the dog demon who was fooling Gu Lang far away in Amazon. He told him to stop taking Gu Lang around and quickly find Bai Ze. .
After seeing that Gu Bai is comparable to Xuanwu's favor, Mr. Si finally prepares to face the fact that Gu Bai's body is still a mystery.
As soon as Mr. Si walked around the corner, he heard a few smashing sounds of heavy objects falling from behind, followed by angry shouting.
Mr. Si looked down at his hand, then took it back, and left here like a leisurely stroll.
Gu Bai didn't know anything about these things. After Si Yiming walked around the imperial capital for several days to make sure that there was nothing unusual about the dragon veins, he finally revised Zhu Niao's draft, and it was simple. Tried layering with watercolor.
The special set of painting tools had been delivered a few days ago, and Gu Bai had only tried the brushes for the time being, which was unexpectedly convenient and easy to use.
There is only one brush, and the pen can be moved at will. It will change to whatever specification you want, and even the softness of the soft bristles on the tip of the pen will become the softness you want most in your heart.
Best of all, there is no need to wash the pen yet.
If you want it to be clean, it will be clean, and if you need it to have some residual color to draw the blend gradient, it will have residual color.
It is the dream pen of every painting practitioner.
-Especially in oil painting where the scrap rate of brushes is very high.
The color palette sent is also very easy to use, probably inspired by human technology. In addition to being able to easily wash away paints and stains, this palette also analyzes colors.
For example, if you add a little more color, it will become what color, it is clear.
Gu Bai was very satisfied, he removed the draft and walked out the door with the key in his hand.
Xie Zhi and Zhai Liangjun happened to come back together. Now Xie Zhi, as the legal counsel of Zhai Liangjun's company, has also made a lot of money, and his relationship with Zhai Liangjun has also gotten a lot closer.
They came out of an elevator and were discussing things while preparing to go to Gu Bai's house for a meal while Si Yiming was away.
You can also bring Huang Yining, who has recently had a rare vacation, along with her.
As a result, as soon as they got out of the elevator, they saw Gu Bai holding the key, opened the door of Room 663, and walked in generously.
Zhai Liangjun and Xie Zhi were stunned for a while.
In the end, the fox spirit was the first to react, and sighed dumbly: "... wow!"
"Wow what wow." Xie Zhi turned to look at him, his face full of hatred for iron, "Look at Si Yiming, he gave Gu Bai the key, look at you again!"
Mr. Zhai said with a wanting expression: "I can also give Huang Yining the key to my house!"
Xie Zhi despised him: "Will they accept it?"
"No!" Mr. Zhai said righteously, and speculated extremely darkly, "Si Yiming must have used some shady means."
Xie Zhi wanted to refute, but he thought of the dirty things that Si Yiming had scolded him before, and silently shut his mouth.
Who said it wasn't.
He thought, after all, Si Yiming, a Pixiu with big eyebrows and big eyes, is actually very scheming.
Xie Zhi tightened his face and asked a serious question, "Where shall we go to eat?"
Zhai Liangjun thought about it, and decided to go out to eat.
Gu Bai didn't know that he accidentally brought a pot to Mr. Si again. He was going up to the second floor of Si Yiming's house very seriously at the moment. As if he was about to face the enemy, he started tossing the blood and paint of red birds.
The temperature of the vermilion bird's blood is very high, and the vermilion bird feathers placed on the table next to it make the whole room so hot that it does not want to be the temperature in December, but it is as hot as the midsummer.
No, it's much worse than Midsummer, because Gu Bai's physique has made a qualitative leap now, not to mention cold and summer, but at least his resistance to cold and heat is much higher.
Gu Bai leaned slightly closer to the Vermilion Bird Feather, and the edge of his clothes immediately appeared scorched yellow that was about to burn.
Gu Bai quickly covered things again, looked down at his clothes with burn marks, thought about it, and sent a message to Si Yiming, asking what to do.
Mr. Si responded quickly to the text message, saying that the clothes in the third cabinet that went straight into his cloakroom were all made by Xia Jin, and Gu Bai was asked to put them on.
Gu Bai felt that this was not very good. He hesitated a little. He knew that ordinary clothes could not be kept intact when they were close to the blood and feathers of vermilion birds, but it was inappropriate to wear other people's clothes.
... but he can't paint naked!
Gu Bai finally walked into Si Yiming's cloakroom. In the third cabinet, he saw a bunch of various styles of clothes. Gu Bai randomly took out a not so fancy short sleeve and put it on. Put on loose pyjamas.
Mr. Si's short sleeves are long enough to cover his buttocks, while the pajama pants are longer, which makes people fully realize how long the original owner's legs are.
Gu Bai bent down and rolled it several times, but all failed because Xia Jin was too smooth and soft.
In the end, Gu Bai gave up the treatment and returned to the second floor with his trousers in both hands and his slippers.
Mr. Si regretted not being able to see Gu Bai wearing his clothes.
And he is considering whether to tell Zhu Niao that he doesn't want the new Xia Jin he ordered.
It's better to give Gu Bai Xia Jin's clothes than let Gu Bai paint in his clothes every time!
It's very exciting to think about.
Gu Bai put on this loose and soft equipment, and when he returned to the second floor, he felt much better.
Just as he was about to lift up Xia Jin, who had covered the Vermilion Bird's feathers, and put it on the drawing board, the phone that he had placed in the corner rang.
Gu Bai put down his hands, ran over with his trouser legs, and was surprised to find that it was his father.
It was a video call!
For the first time in history, Gu Bai was extremely surprised.
He quickly connected the call, and as soon as he connected, he saw his dad's fierce face filling the entire screen.
Gu Bai: "..."
"Good boy!" Gu Lang suddenly distanced himself, as if he had handed the phone over to someone, and took a few steps back.
It's been a long time since I saw his father, Gu Bai couldn't help but smile: "Dad!"
"Good boy!" Gu Lang's vicious face also showed a smile.
Then he said, "I caught Bai Ze!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched his hand out of the screen and carried a man in camouflage into the camera like a chicken.
The man was very good-looking, but his body was a little dirty, and there were traces of mud on his face.
The traces were still fresh, and the face that made people feel as comfortable as being soaked in warm water showed a hint of unexpected confusion.
He didn't seem to expect to be picked up suddenly, and waved his arm blankly.
Gu Bai noticed that his hands were also full of mud.
Bai Ze didn't look at the camera. He turned his head to look at Gu Lang, and asked softly, "Who are you?"
After he finished speaking, he paused, and then showed a stunned expression: "Oh, you are gluttonous."
Then he asked, "What are you doing with me? You can't eat me, can you let me down?"
"It was you who said you wanted to see my darling." Gu Lang put Bai Ze down and said.
A blank look appeared on Bai Ze's face again: "Did I tell you?"
Gu Lang said, "You said it."
Bai Ze thought about it seriously, then shook his head: "I didn't say it, this is the first time we met."
Gu Lang retorted him: "No, we've met between 1,000 and 800 times. I've been with you for a few months, and I caught you last night."
"..." Bai Ze was silent for a while, then looked up at Gu Lang and asked softly, "Who are you and where is this place?"
Then he asked himself again: "Oh, you are gluttonous, this is Amazon."
Gu Lang rolled his eyes and seemed to have lost his temper at all.
He raised his hand to hold Bai Ze's face, turned to the screen, and said gruffly, "You just said you had something to call him!"
Gu Bai: "..."
White Pond:"… "
The two looked at each other.
Bai Ze stared at the screen for a while, and then said "Oops", his voice still soft: "Little Stone, you have come down from the sky!"
Gu Bai: …
Gu Bai: Huh
The author has something to say: Bai Ze: I, a man who can conquer gluttons!