we are just monsters

Chapter 39
If it weren't for the longevity of the blood race, Gu Cheng would not want to be neighbors with these two salted fish.

Liu Yuxi said it very well, this is a humble room, but I am virtuous.Talk and laugh with ru, no contacts STOMATOLOGY.

Hanging around with two salted fish all day, people can't keep up their spirits, just thinking about opening and closing their eyes, 1000 years have passed, spaceships have been built, the territory has been developed to the centaur galaxy, and the war between humans and Trisolarans is imminent .

Then he will have something to do, one by one, he will save the Trisolarans and turn them into human beings, hey~
Gu Cheng squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, the novelist's fantasy will always give countless people daydreams.

The aroma of egg-filled biscuits faintly wafted over, he restrained his thoughts, went to look at the stall, and stretched out his fingers to add some ingredients.

"Slightly spicy."

"I want to eat too!" Xia Xiaoman swallowed.

Gu Cheng ignored her, and stood under the awning of the booth, watching the boss skillfully pick out a mouthful of the cake with chopsticks, crack an egg into it, and then spread it out evenly.

Egg-filled biscuit means that the middle of the cake can be opened and eggs can be beaten inside, so it is called filling. He once ate the same snack called egg-filled biscuit in the south, but it was a whole cake. The egg was beaten and it was ready. There is no pouring action at all, which can be regarded as fraud.

A thick egg-filled biscuit was handed over, and Gu Cheng ate it as he went out of the city. The craftsmanship was pretty good, and the eggs were spread out evenly. He had done this before, pushing a trolley and stopping at the corner of the street. Pedestrians stopped to ask for a piece of cake, and the day passed.

Later, the urban management became stricter, so I put down this craft, and I don't know how much is left.

Xia Xiaoman sniffed hard at the side to smell the smell.

"I'll buy another for you when I go back." Gu Cheng still couldn't bear it.

"No, my parents don't want me, and my master also abandoned me. Uncle Chen is very afraid of me. I'm pretty good myself. When others eat it, it smells good."

"Well, then you continue to smell."

"Eat slowly! Smell it more! Otherwise, I'll spit on you."

Xia Xiaoman switched sides after a while, and couldn't help curling her lips when she saw the woman passing by holding an umbrella on the street.

It's good to be a ghost, don't worry about getting sunburned.

There is no need to worry about dark circles, acne, and no makeup. One hits them ten.

"A man once told me that he was very afraid of death. He was afraid that he would lose everything after death. He hoped to have a soul so that he could return to this world and see what the world would look like in 1000 years. Goguryeo was taken down, he envied me very much, I told him there would be reincarnation, he was as happy as a child."

Gu Cheng looked at Xia Xiaoman with emotion, "Don't you want to see the world after 1000 years?"

"Not interested." Xia Xiaoman didn't care, "If you hadn't brought me home, I wouldn't have any nostalgia for this world."

"It was just a momentary act of kindness."

"Now you can do another act of kindness, Purdue me."

With a smile, Xia Xiaoman bumped Gu Cheng sideways, his movements full of the charm of a child.

Gu Cheng finished eating the cake silently, threw the bag into the trash can and clapped his hands, then pinched her arm with his fingers and twisted it vigorously.

After buying a large handful of incense candles at the incense candle shop, and some food, Gu Cheng leisurely went to Xishan Cemetery.

Now only Yang Rui was left alone, Zhang Lulu had already left, he was staying here by himself, he was a little pleasantly surprised to see Gu Cheng coming over.

"Brother Gu! You came to see me."

"Zhang Lulu said goodbye to me and left. Aren't you bored to be alone?"

"It's boring, I don't know how long I have to wait, or you can kill me directly." Yang Rui said, "This way I don't have to suffer slowly."

"I want to kick you into reincarnation."

Gu Cheng lit a joss stick, sat down among the tombstones, looked at Yang Rui and sighed.

Xia Xiaoman didn't go to the cemetery with him, but went for a walk alone. She didn't like places like cemeteries. At the back door of an old community in the eastern district, she saw Chen Hua hiding in a security booth and watching small videos. She wanted to talk to him but was afraid scare him.

After leaving, I wanted to go to the hospital to look for Zhao Hong, but I met Lilith on the way. The black cat was rolling in front of the milk tea shop. When it saw Xia Xiaoman, it stopped immediately, stood up and resumed its aloof look, and stepped forward. Walked away with graceful steps.

"What do you think Gu Cheng does? It seems that he has a duty to the dead souls." She chased after Lilith to ask.

Lilith pretended not to hear, and couldn't respond when she heard it.

"Could it be the legendary Ksitigarbha? If the world is not empty, you will not become a Buddha."

Xia Xiaoman continued to speculate, now that she knew there was no hell, maybe the world was hell.

Lilith saw a target, rushed over and jumped onto the bench where he was sitting, and stared at him.

Xia Xiaoman glanced over, big breasts, slender waist, and long legs.

The woman sitting on the bench and playing with her mobile phone tentatively touched the black cat. Lilith rubbed her head against it. The woman was amused and hugged it into her arms. The black cat rubbed against her chest again.

"Cat..."

Xia Xiaoman was speechless, could these monsters have something serious?

One spends time watching small videos in the security booth, and the other eats tofu from other women on the street. Only Zhao Hong is better, busy in the hospital every day——

But she's a vampire!Why did Mao become a nurse, and what kind of inexplicable honor did she get!

I came to the old alley of Zhou Xiaotian's shop in a stuffy way. Even in the hot summer, the alley is a bit shady, and the tall buildings block the sun outside.

There was an extra fan in Zhou Xiaotian's shop, blowing on herself, flipping through books while blowing, without feeling the approach of a dead soul at all.

The book at hand seems to be photocopied by Zhou Xiaotian himself - many materials are ancient books, not only electronic versions, but also written vertically from right to left in traditional Chinese, missing punctuation marks, for the convenience of reading, she sorted out the simplified Chinese and photocopied them. It's a lot to do.

Another advantage of this kind of self-made book is that you can mark and draw lines on it at will without worrying about the destruction of the book.

Xia Xiaoman just stood quietly by the side, watching her keep writing on the book with a pen. Now even if no one is watching, this girl is quite serious.

No one pampers her anymore, and no one helps her when she encounters troubles. She can't live her whole life relying on this inheritance, so she can only work hard to improve herself.

Zhou Xiaotian stretched, then suddenly turned his head and said: "Master..."

Xia Xiaoman was stunned.

Zhou Xiaotian was also stunned, and didn't say the last half of the word. He stared at the empty shop in a daze for a while, and then sighed in disappointment.

I don't know why, but she seemed to be back in the past just now, feeling as if the master was beside her, staring at her sternly as before to endorse the book.

"Ugh……"

Zhou Xiaotian leaned on the table and looked at the door with one eye. She wished for the existence of a soul.

The electric fan was whistling, blowing the loose hair on her back, and then gently pressed it down, Zhou Xiaotian didn't notice it.

　I don’t know why, the inscription on the humble room in my memory was written by Zhou Dunyi, and it was written by the same person as Ailian

　　Could it be that I traveled from a parallel world?
　　It would be a joke if I didn't check it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)