The curse on Bai Mo's body still hasn't been undone, and it just happened to change into a queen's costume again, so that's all he can do. But everyone at the scene said that there was no sense of disobedience at all, and they deserved to be the 'Prince of Women's Clothes'. But this is just a private talk, the power of the ice body is not a joke.
Because it has been a long time, Zhou Yu has gotten used to Bai Mo's women's clothing, and now he is more interested in how music inspiration is collected.
As the plot unfolded, the twelve heroes gradually chose their respective forces, and then began a brutal political struggle. The vertical and horizontal alliance between several forces is still very cool to watch. The choice of interests and intellectual confrontation have always been good subjects that people can't stop.
Zhou Yu found that whenever an elite loses in a struggle, or even loses his life, an icon of music inspiration +1 will appear above Bai Mo's head. Worthy of being a fallen idol, even making music is so dark and needs to rely on 'human life' to inspire inspiration.
Not only that, Bai Mo always had a weird smile on his face when watching the killing round, which made people shudder. Even the producer Auba said that it was a pity that Bai Mo did not officially enter the stage, because his performance gave the role of the queen too much plot to explore.
It's a pity that Bai Mo only came here to seek inspiration, and every time he appeared on the stage, he was always in the dark, as if he was behind the scenes.
After the shooting was over, Bai Mo's music inspiration was collected, and he came to Zhou Yu and said, "Father, I have collected my music inspiration, and now I need your previous greenhouse to make music, is that okay?"
The glass greenhouse had been dismantled a long time ago, and then moved to the back garden of the home in the amusement park and rebuilt. However, because the Xiaoluhua Village has moved to the "Lilliputian" exhibition hall, the inside has not been carefully tidied up. It is basically a empty shelf.
Therefore, if you want to use white ink, you can naturally use it casually.
According to Bai Mo's request, many flower pots were found and placed in every corner of the glass greenhouse. And then Bai Mo sat cross-legged in a large flowerpot in the center and began to meditate.
"Bai Mo, how long will it take to start making music?"
Zhou Yu asked softly, but Bai Mo seemed to be in a deep sleep and did not answer. Perhaps one should not be disturbed in this state, so Zhou Yu also wisely stopped talking, but quietly walked out of the glass greenhouse, and stationed two bird knights and two bodyguards in black to guard here, preventing outsiders to bother you.
It took about two weeks for Bai Mo to retreat.
In the past two weeks, Zhou Yu has also been to the flower house to look at it. I don't know when all the flowerpots have been planted with seeds since last night, and the number is quite considerable. Each flower pot has started to sprout, and the growth rate is very fast. The growth process has been completed in two weeks, and the flowers are in full bloom.
Fortunately, Zhou Yu's house, especially the back garden, rarely had guests coming, so these fast-growing flowers did not attract the attention of others.
The flowers in the flower room are actually quite good if they are taken alone, but they are a little weird when they are piled up together, because they are all black no matter what variety they are. Black peonies, black roses, all kinds of flowers, there is not a flower of other colors.
Pure black.
Open the door and enter, as if walking into a dark forest, coupled with the coldness of Bai Mo's icy body, it makes the whole greenhouse look chilly and gloomy. Especially when thinking that the inspiration of white ink comes from death, it feels even more that these blacks are all solidified blood, and immediately feels hairy.
Nima, it's no wonder that even people who love flowers like Xiao Muli don't come here often. The environment here is really not something ordinary people can bear. Even when she came in with Zhou Yu this time, Xiao Muli did not leave Zhou Yu's side, as if she was afraid of the surrounding environment.
"Xiao Muli, don't be afraid, your brother Bai Mo is born with a cold body, it's normal to be colder."
Zhou Yu comforted her, but it didn't work. Xiao Muli pointed to the flowers and said, "No, Dad, I'm not afraid of the cold, but the person who lives in those flowers."
What, there are still people living in the flowers? Could it be Bai Mo's child
Zhou Yu thought evilly for a while, but quickly denied it himself. Because I saw the little figure coming out of the flower, no matter what direction I looked from, it was absolutely impossible to be Bai Mo's child.
Those living in the flowers are not cute elves, nor are they idols like Xiao Muli, but rattling skeletons, rotting corpses with entrails, and ghosts floating around.
No wonder Xiao Muli was scared, such an environment, coupled with such horrible people around, turned a beautiful greenhouse into Silent Hill.
"I said Bai Mo, what kind of things are you planting, are you scary?"
Zhou Yu is also a little fussy, but fortunately these things won't rush up, otherwise he really wants to take Xiao Muli and leave this ghostly place quickly.
Bai Mo had no problem at all. He opened his beautiful white eyelashes and said, "These are my band members, father. Don't underestimate them. The death band's performance is only once in a lifetime, and it can be said to be a rare one in the 2D world." Great sight to see."
Bai Mo is located in the center of the flower room, and there is the largest flower pot, and the flowers blooming on this flower pot are inhabited by a big black dog with three heads, the saliva flowing out of its mouth is actually bright red, which looks abnormal horrible.
However, Bai Mo didn't mind at all, and patted the big dog on the head, as if he was training his own pet.
Death Band? Does Bai Mo like to play heavy metal
"Father, help me prepare for a grand concert. The death band's ultimate performance also needs an audience."
As Bai Mo spoke, he closed his eyes and meditated again, but there was some anger on his face, which was completely different from the usual dead face. I don't know what he meant by the ultimate performance, but Xiao Muli didn't seem willing to watch it, which made Zhou Yu a little curious.
Xiao Muli is an idol, even if he likes different types of music, he will not show disgust. However, at this moment, Xiao Muli really has a look of disgust and a trace of pity.
These were emotions that Zhou Yu couldn't figure out, so he lowered his head and asked.
"Dad, the band of death lives up to their name. They only give one recital in their lifetime, and they only play one tune at that recital. During the recital, they die one by one, and die horribly. .”
Fuck me, is there such a saying? Isn't it just performing a piece of music, as if playing a devil's song. White ink? There won't be any accidents because of this song, right? If this is the case, Zhou Yu will never allow this death concert to be held. Hushan small farmer said thanks to book friends zx Xingchen, Leixiang, Yuehualuo for their rewards