we are just monsters

Chapter 50 Draw for you
To deal with an illiterate like Chen Hua who has watched too many movies and believes in disheveled ghosts, you have to tell him that he believes in science, that there are no ghosts in the world, and that there are no harm to others.

Give him an amulet, saying that this thing is invulnerable to all evil, no matter male ghosts, female ghosts, or zombies, you have to go around, so he put it on.

Gu Cheng placed several orders, buy three and get one free, it's not comfortable if you don't make up enough, anyway, it might be useful when you keep it.

In the evening, Zhao Hong came over from get off work.

Gu Cheng was holding a book, sat by the window without reading it, but stared at the dark night sky outside the window, turned his head when he heard the door knock, and didn't get up when he saw that it was Zhao Hong.

"Are you scaring Lao Chen again? He's thinking about moving, but I won't let him move."

Zhao Hong came in and looked around, "Where's my robot? He said he bought a robot, but he didn't take it back with you."

"He ran too fast, right there." Gu Cheng nodded at the corner.

The sweeping robot was huddled in that corner, like a small alien flying saucer. Zhao Hong picked it up and looked at it, and found it miraculous.

They have never used this kind of high technology. Human beings have developed a bit fast these years. A few old monsters can't keep up with the pace of the times. They can get used to the commonly used mobile phones, and they need to be familiar with everything else.

Speaking of which, when they first came out of the sparsely populated mountainous area this time, they still used Nokia, they could play Snake, make calls and send text messages, and then they were gone.

"Don't scare my old Chen every day."

"I didn't scare him. He saw me eating dumplings with extra bowls and chopsticks, so he scared himself."

"Is this something people do? Who are you eating with? Qing'er? Can she eat?"

"Sacrifice is the same as paying tribute on the grave."

"Where is she? Let me see, I haven't seen her for so many years, whoops, I've grown up..."

Standing beside Gu Cheng, Zhao Hong stretched out his hand to the air beside him, as if he really touched an invisible person.

"..." Gu Cheng was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but say, "She's behind you."

"Huh? Oh."

Zhao Hong was not embarrassed either, she turned around and continued to stretch out her hand towards the air, "Have you gained weight? I used to think about how you were doing well, but I didn't expect you to die so young..."

Xia Xiaoman stood two steps away with a strange expression, Zhao Hong was really not afraid at all.

"Go a little further, two steps away." Gu Cheng continued to speak to Zhao Hong.

Xia Xiaoman glared at him.

Zhao Hong couldn't touch Xia Xiaoman, and passed her hand through her body, as if passing through the air, Xia Xiaoman's face darkened.

In this world, Gu Cheng seems to be the only one who can see and touch souls. Other than that, only those who are near death and who are weak and negative can catch a glimpse once in a while.

There is also the special existence of witches, who seem to have undead magic.

Zhao Hong had a kind face, but his hands were a little low, and he smashed into Xia Xiaoman's head, which looked horrifying—Zhao Hong himself couldn't see it.

"Are you going to take out her brain and eat it?" Gu Cheng said leisurely, he thought of Plants vs. Zombies, although that kind of infected zombie has nothing to do with vampires.

The two women glared at him in unison, but there was a gap between yin and yang. Zhao Hong also felt bored facing the cloud of air, packed up the robot, not sure where Xia Xiaoman was, blinked at the previous position, and then left .

"Will she become a ghost after she dies?" Xia Xiaoman asked, looking at Zhao Hong's back.

"Yes, and then reincarnate into a normal person."

Gu Cheng closed his eyes. After thousands of years, the ancient survivors should come to an end. This is their Dharma-ending era.

"You're like a mourner."

"Well, leave a thought for them and let them know that they will still meet me after countless reincarnations in the future."

"Hmph, it's quite romantic."

Xia Xiaoman turned to the window with his hands behind his back, and looked at the lights next door. After a long time, Zhao Hong and the others were dead, and they could really meet again.

The premise is that she can survive until then.

The female ghost in white floated back, and wanted to sit on Gu Cheng's lap, throwing herself into her arms, soft and fragrant.On such a quiet night, it is wonderful to have books, the moon, and a beautiful woman in your arms.

Just like the poor scholar in the story, although there is Yan Ruyu in the book, how can there be a real Yan Ruyu, not to mention that she has changed into a skirt, her long legs are white and tender, and she can nestle in his arms without taking off her shoes , rocking on the recliner together, touching and hugging, pinching the little feet and rubbing... Cough, forget it, you can kiss me as soon as you look up.

It is the dream of so many poor scholars to add fragrance to their red sleeves and read at night by holding candles.

This guy took advantage of it!

The result was that Gu Cheng slapped her on the back.

"My wish is that you hug me, sit on a chair and read a book together, and I'll be reincarnated once you hug me!" Xia Xiaoman tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"Young girl, you are not ashamed at all."

"Ashamed? Some people, they are very old, they don't have a wife, they eavesdrop on the couple..."

"Well, keep talking."

With a smile on his face, Gu Cheng took out a bamboo stick from the side, and Xia Xiaoman brushed his hair and left.

Silent all night.

The weather on Wednesday was fine, the first and second grades were on holiday, and the third grade was a few days later, so the campus suddenly became deserted.

The hustle and bustle of the past disappeared, only the third day of junior high school was not lively, and when the bell rang, there was no sound effect of galloping horses appearing in the corridor.

"Mr. Gu, it's a pity you didn't come! Oh, do you want to post you?" Chen Mengmeng showed Gu Cheng the photos on her phone.

Speaking of it, many schools are like this, even some school leaders are too busy to participate, and then all of them are posted on P in the later stage and it's over... It can be called perfunctory.

Technology can make people convenient, but also annoying.

Gu Cheng thought about the operation of p going up, then shook his head and said, "No need."

"It's very simple to p."

"I do not like taking pictures."

"Ah?"

"Is there a possibility, maybe I asked for leave on purpose yesterday, just to avoid taking pictures?"

"Why?" Chen Mengmeng was surprised.

"It will take people's souls away." Gu Cheng pointed at the phone with a serious expression.

Both Chen Mengmeng and Li Mingcheng were stunned.

"Mr. Gu, the Qing Dynasty is dead, do you remember?" Chen Mengmeng asked cautiously.

"Hahahahaha!" Li Mingcheng laughed.

In the past, when the camera was first used, it would emit smoke when it was blown off. Many people were afraid to take pictures, saying that it was a magic trick by foreigners and that it would shorten their lives.

But Gu Cheng was obviously joking, Li Mingcheng said: "Some people don't like taking pictures, but I actually don't like it either. My hair is getting less and less, and I feel old every year."

"When you get the photos, maybe some classmates will paint your hair for you."

Gu Cheng looked at Lao Qi who came in next to him, and said with a smile: "Then draw a killer for Teacher Qi, with red hair like Li Bai and a cigar in his mouth."

"Hmph!" Old Qi obviously knew what kind of treatment he would get if he was too strict among the students.

"..."

Chen Mengmeng screamed inwardly, this is why Gu Cheng didn't want to take pictures, right?
She knew too well what the characters in the book looked like when they were harmed by the students.

(End of this chapter)