Monster Apartment

Chapter 101 Cute and dreamy mushroom house!

Yutu looked too irritated to breathe.

Gu Bai was startled, and quickly got up from the ground and patted him on the back.

A group of exquisite little bunnies like dolls walked around with their short legs, and looked at their boss worriedly.

These little rabbits are all dressed in white, and even the style is also learned from the jade rabbit. A group of small soft white dumplings gathered together with a worried face, it seems that people’s hearts are soaked in warm water. in.

Yutu looked at the small rabbits around and waved his hands: “It’s okay, you should go to repair the market first.”

Little rabbit spirits have always been obedient and obedient. When Yutu said so, they were really obedient. They walked back and crowded, looking back at Yutu one step at a time, and then walked away one by one. .

Gu Bai watched the soft little white dumpling rushing towards him, and then left slowly and reluctantly, couldn’t help but laugh.

Yutu sighed, looked around at the messy ground around him, then glanced at Gu Bai with a crooked smile, his eyes swept across the embarrassment on the other’s face.

“Do you want to take a bath first?” Yutu asked.

Gu Bai looked down at the dirt on his body and nodded.

“I’m still hungry,” he said, “Is the kitchen still available?”

Yutu thought for a while and said, “I’ll do it for you.”

Gu Bai’s eyes lit up: “Thank you so much, then!”

Yutu is a little embarrassed.

In the past, he spent most of his time chasing with immortals. The immortals basically treated him as a pet. There were no other creatures on the moon, and there were rabbits back and forth.

Later, the sky fell and the fairy fell, and he stubbornly occupied the last mirage by relying on the beasts that had some friendship with him, and offended many monsters.

To be honest, his interpersonal relationship in the monster is quite poor.

Gu Bai was brought over by Si Yiming this time and chatted with him happily. Yutu was quite content. Gu Bai was so grateful for what he cooked at this time, which really made him feel a little embarrassed.

“No thanks,” Yutu said, clearing his throat, trying to put on a calm look, “You have to draw a house for us, and it’s natural to make you some food.”

Gu Bai nodded, feeling reasonable.

It seems correct to say that, it seems that they can indeed be regarded as a pure trading relationship.

Gu Bai has always been what others say, and since Yutu said that they are in a trading relationship, Gu Bai would not feel that there was anything wrong.

Yutu didn’t expect Gu Bai to nod like that.

He choked, but he said it himself, and it is always bad to slap himself in the face.

He regretted it a little bit. He had known that Gu Bai would nod like this. He should have said, “We are friends, there is nothing to cook for you.”

Gu Bai didn’t notice it–in normal times, he would definitely be able to find that Yutu was wrong, but now, his mind is full of outlines formed by the lines that he has just drawn successfully.

He stood up and patted the ashes on his body: “Then I will take a bath first.”

Yutu was hesitant to speak, and then stood there, quietly watching Gu Bai walk away briskly with his hands behind his back.

Yutu looked down at the ground, pursed his lips, and kicked the gravel under his feet with some annoyance.

Gu Bai enjoyed a bath.

Thanks to the blessing of this mirage painter, there is a mountain over the main hall, which is a valley. The valleys are of different shapes and sizes, all of which are hot springs.

Rabbit spirits don’t like water, and even more don’t like bathing. In a huge hot spring valley, the only person enjoying it is Gu Bai.

The open-air hot spring is actually a bit shameful, but the monsters don’t have the notion that “showing your body is shame”.

Gu Bai has lived with a large group of monsters for half a year, and he has deeply felt the impact of the environment on him.

He can now go directly to the open-air hot spring with a circle of cloth without shame, and he can think of it all by the way that Mr. Si’s common sense of the popular monster was brainwashed by the way.

He had to wear big pants when he went to Baihu with Mr. Si before, so he had to go to the hot springs!

Gu Bai comfortably soaked in the hot spring, looking at the hand **** his left hand and the brave bracelet on his right hand. These two gadgets were so proud of him, he even gave himself a thin layer of film to prevent it from getting wet. they.

The hot spring is hot, but the temperature in the mirage is always spring.

Gu Bai squinted and looked at the steaming heat in front of him, making him a little drowsy.

The exercise just consumes his own aura. Before the growth period has been completely crossed, all the aura absorbed will be digested by his body.

At this time, if you use your own aura, you will feel tired and hungry just like ordinary humans.

But after he became an adult, he absorbed the aura to preserve it as his own foundation.

Just like Mr. Si and the others, even in the era of the end of the magic with thin aura, the kind of extremely expensive moves can be put to use.

Because of their profound background, the reason why they didn’t use it was not because they had consumed the drama, but because they were afraid that the fragile land of China could not bear it at all.

Gu Bai touched his hungry belly and sighed.

I really want to be grown-up-grown-up in the sense of a monster.

As Gu Bai thought, he buried his whole person in the hot spring and rolled back and forth, washing away all the dust on his body, and then climbed onto the shore wet.

When there is no work to do, Gu Bai’s life is quite simple.

It’s so simple and even a bit boring.

Every time Yutu had time to find Gu Bai, he could always see Gu Bai painting.

Sometimes, I practiced the ink mountain and river against the void, and sometimes I simply unfolded the ordinary canvas and practiced the painting skills with ordinary painting tools.

Yutu looked at many of Gu Bai’s paintings, some with humans, some with monsters, and even everything that hasn’t changed in this mirage for thousands of years has been recorded by him with his paintbrush.

There were sights he had never seen before, as well as ordinary sky and sunset.

Yutu still didn’t understand what to paint about some of the flowers and trees that can be seen everywhere as the sun rises and the moon sets.

Yutu had time again, and immediately ran to Gu Bai.

Gu Bai raised his head, looked at the Yutu who opened the door, and looked down at the time, a little confused.

There is no date display on this watch, and in this mirage where the scenery and even the light are immutable, Gu Bai feels that his perception of time is a bit confused.

He wasn’t sure how many laps had passed since the hour hand on the watch, if he had already turned several laps when he was obsessed with drawing and didn’t notice.

This sense of confusion made Gu Bai somehow feel the fatigue and indifference of some monsters as long-lived species.

There is no way to clearly perceive the oppression brought by a clear time and the passage of time, and it does make people look lifeless.

Gu Bai patted his face, put down his paintbrush, and smiled at Gu Bai: “Yutu, are you finished?”

Yutu nodded and glanced at Gu Bai’s new painting.

That is the scene when the huge red fire just rises.

The streamer of the sky looked very faint in front of the huge red streamer, and the original bright light was dim like a fragile firefly.

Under the huge stream of fire, there are brightly illuminated mountains, and behind the mountains there are palaces, and the spires and corners of the spire are elongated under the strong light.

There was a person standing under the shadow of the temple, and he stood there quietly, as if waiting for someone.

The red fire and the special light occupies half of the background of the whole picture, and the proportion of the figure in the picture is like a lonely and stubborn and fragile human being at the end of the day.

But the man was smiling. He had probably seen the person he was waiting for, and his posture seemed relaxed and happy, as if the end was far less important than the person he was waiting for.

Yutu recognized the person at a glance. Although the outline of the face was only a few rough strokes, Gu Bai grasped the essence of Si Yiming’s posture.

Yutu looked at the painting for a long time, how he felt that Gu Bai’s filter for that brave was a little too thick.

How could that image of Paixiu be like this.

He obviously can punch this mirage through with one punch.

Although Yutu thought so, but wisely did not say it.

He saw the other paintings Gu Bai hung in this room, and finally couldn’t help it. He pointed to one of the watercolor sketches of sunrise on the sea, and asked, “What is good about this kind of thing?”

Gu Bai was taken aback when he heard the words.

He hadn’t really thought that he would be asked such a question.

“Why is there nothing good to paint about this kind of thing?” Gu Bai asked questioningly, “Nothing is not worth it.”

“But the sunrise can be seen every day.” Yutu wrinkled his nose, “and these flowers…”

“These flowers and plants may be the evidence of future human beings’ attention to this era.” Gu Bai said, “Every moment we experience is part of the history of this world.”

Gu Bai couldn’t wait to record everything he saw every moment, so that he could have enough and warm memories to read in the long time.

Yutu looked at Gu Bai, never expecting to paint a painting with such particular attention.

“I’m a person who strives to become a famous artist…no, demon.” Gu Bai said with a smile, while packing the paintbrushes in his hand.

“Okay, let’s go out and continue to practice blue dragon painting!” Gu Bai stood up, and then seemed to think of something, “By the way, let me ask your little rabbits what kind of house you want.”

Yutu was taken aback, with a surprised expression on his face: “Can you paint?”

Gu Bai nodded.

Yutu threw away questions about history and time that his simple mind would never think about, and happily pulled Gu Bai and ran out.

The reproduction ability of the rabbit is quite powerful, and the mirage is well maintained and full of aura, and there are a lot of small rabbit spirits.

It is impossible for him to throw out all the little rabbits that have become fine. The rabbit mouth keeps increasing and the palace is not enough, which really makes Yutu’s head bigger for a long time.

Their first stop was the market, and they happened to ran into the little shell rabbit who was pulling him to pick tomatoes.

When Bei Tu heard that Gu Bai could try to paint a new dormitory, his eyes lit up.

“I! I want a mushroom house!” Bei Tu said softly, and then gestured in the shape of a big mushroom, “It’s the mushroom house in the human script!”

Gu Bai was at a loss for a while, until Yutu rummaged in his mustard space for a long time, and took out the fairy tale book that he had read for the little rabbits as a bedtime story. Gu Bai nodded in a daze.

When Si Yiming finished handling the matter, and by the way, he also helped Baihu search for some benefits. When he returned to the Penglai Mountain Mirage, he saw Gu Bai who was stuck by a large group of little rabbit spirits at a glance.

And beside the magnificent palace, something strange suddenly appeared.

For example, three piled mushroom houses, the huge carrot house lying down next to the mushroom house, or a small castle built in the heart of blooming flowers…

It seems to be built together without any particular attention to certain buildings full of fairy tale fantasy style in Disneyland.

It is full of lovely and dreamy wonder.

However, in conjunction with the traditional temple building next to it, Mr. Si silently retracted his gaze.

Spicy eyes.

The author has something to say: Gu Bai: spicy…

Si Yiming: No, no, neither spicy nor spicy.