we are just monsters

Chapter 19 You Have a Conspiracy
In the evening, after Chen Hua got off work, he leaned on the wall and wanted to have a few words with Gu Cheng, but when he heard the movement in his room, he held back.

He glanced at the glass window, but he couldn't see clearly inside. He was afraid that he would see Gu Cheng talking and hugging a woman whose eyes were falling out and whose face was covered in blood. It would be too scary.

Perhaps in Gu Cheng's eyes, she is a great beauty, but in fact, her body is a skeleton. He has heard of such things a lot. They are used by female ghosts to confuse people. They create illusions in the wilderness. There are houses, beauties and servants. Waking up from sleep to find bones in their arms, sleeping on a hillside, they're pretty good at that.

Are ghosts something fun?
Chen Hua couldn't understand, sitting in the yard wondering whether to hide first, and then become a neighbor when Gu Cheng was back to normal, it was too creepy to do this every day.

Even Qing'er is scary enough, people have been dead for decades, maybe the coffin is rotten, and then come here...

Chen Hua touched his arm and shivered.

"Are all monsters so low?" Xia Xiaoman sat on the sofa and counted with his fingers. The immortal Gu Cheng was working as a poor teacher and riding a broken battery car every day.

A blood couple, one is working as a security guard, and the other is working like a dog in the hospital.

One, one?A witch cat, who was wandering in the street, was slapped several times by Gu Cheng, and now he ran away without a trace.

There is no sense of being a monster at all.

"Where is it low? Is the monster you imagined calling the wind and rain on TV, grabbing two people to eat when you are happy, and taking some princess into the cave with black hair when you are unhappy?"

"It's not that exaggerated, at least it shouldn't be like this now?"

"Actually, your Uncle Chen is quite in line with what you imagined. Time is wealth. Blood races have a long lifespan, so they were almost nobles in the past. They had a lot of time to accumulate their background, and wealth is something that accumulates more and more. After a certain point, you can continue to make money without deliberately doing anything.”

Gu Cheng's voice came from the kitchen, accompanied by the sound of chopping vegetables.

"If you have enough wealth, even if you have nothing for the time being in the turmoil, when the turmoil passes, you can dig out the money hidden in the ground, and then you can buy a manor and hire some servants to continue living, and repeat the previous days. It was probably like this before. "

The legends of monsters in the East and the West are very different. In the stories of the East, most of them cannibalize people without spitting out their bones. They occupy a mountain and go to the village to snatch women from time to time, or play tricks on passers-by in the wilderness; Become a special class, vampire party, werewolf party, witch dinner, anyway very mysterious.

"Then what? Why are you in such a state of desperation?" Xia Xiaoman went to the window and glanced at the next door.

"How should I put it? At that time, there were guys who liked to burn the aliens with torches everywhere. The witches were all driven to extinction, and the vampires were similar."

"Witches are blood, not learned?" Xia Xiaoman was stunned.

"Who told you that you learned it? If you can learn it, I will turn you into a dog right now."

"..."

Xia Xiaoman sighed, pointed hat, riding a broomstick... well, Lilith said that witches don't actually ride broomsticks, it should be true.

It's uncomfortable to think about that kind of thing as a means of transportation. Although Dongfang has the fantasy of Yujian, it is also stepped on the soles of the feet, not stuffed in the crotch.

"Well, the idea that witches could be burned at the stake has disillusioned me."

"You've become a ghost."

Gu Cheng came out with the plate and put it on the table, then returned to the kitchen to get busy.

Xia Xiaoman sat on the sofa and played with her hair. She discovered the benefits of being a ghost. She didn't need to wash her hair, and her long hair was still fluttering. If she wanted to, it could be even softer than Rejoice.

There is no need to take a bath, there will be no dust on the body, and there will be no messy secretions...referring to skin oil.

You don't need to wear shoes, you can run around barefoot, you don't have to worry about stepping on glass slag, and it won't get dirty.

She picked her feet, and wanted to step on Gu Cheng's pillow a few times in a wicked way, but it didn't taste good after thinking about it, and it looked stupid instead.

"What about the East?" She turned her head and asked.

"East, much earlier than them, many years earlier."

"Why haven't you heard of it?"

"Because it was too early, there were no records, and they were all lost in history."

"for example?"

"Have you heard of the Di people?"

"what is that?"

"A kind that has disappeared in history... It is also a monster now."

Gu Cheng came out with a meal, only a pair of bowls and chopsticks, which showed that he ate by himself, without Xia Xiaoman's portion, and didn't even give her fruit.

If she behaves well, she can still satisfy her cravings, but she can't be nicer to her now, lest she go too far, and squeeze her directly onto the bed at night.

Daxia and the female ghost have the effect of cooling down, but Gu Cheng has no interest in it. He would rather turn on the air conditioner or blow the fan, and he doesn't want Xia Xiaoman to be too big or small to his bed. girl.

Xia Xiaoman picked up his hair and let it slip from his hands, suddenly remembered that he had just touched his feet, and then shook his hands. Being a ghost is not dirty, there is still a little psychological effect.

"Is there any antique left after living for so many years? For example, the bowl you eat is used by Empress Dowager Cixi?"

When Gu Cheng heard this, he ate his chopsticks.

"The sofa you're sitting on belongs to Shang Zhou," he said.

"Really?!" Xia Xiaoman got up from the sofa, then stood there and took a deep breath.

"Really, from Shang Zhou."

Gu Cheng looked at her with pity, he became a fool at such a young age.

"You're such a nuisance."

Xia Xiaoman didn't want to talk anymore, walked to the TV and crawled inside, wriggling while crawling, then turned around and glanced at Gu Cheng secretly.

Gu Cheng ate his meal calmly, put a bean into his mouth, and said, "Your fragrance is gone."

Xia Xiaoman disappeared, and she decided that if Gu Cheng didn't burn incense at night, she would knock on the door, knock twice after a while, and then run away without a trace, which is called ghost knocking on the door.

Fortunately, after washing the dishes, Gu Cheng took a stick of incense, cut off half of it, lit it, and inserted it into the incense burner.

After doing these things, Gu Cheng was thinking about how to make Lilith less vigilant, when Xia Xiaoman appeared again.

"That cat is sneaking around here in the distance, do you want to catch it?" She saw Lilith on the roof just now, but she didn't know if she saw her.

Hearing this, Gu Cheng got up, walked towards the direction Xia Xiaoman pointed, and walked out of the alley, the street lights outside were already on, and he didn't see Lilith again, maybe Xia Xiaoman's tip-off was detected.

"What conspiracy do you have?"

When he was about to go back, Lilith's voice came from behind him.

(End of this chapter)