we are just monsters

Chapter 8 Thousand-year-old Wang Bajing?

Gu Cheng went to class again.

The sound of reading from various classrooms in the school was mixed together, the school gate turned from bustling to deserted, and the parents who finished sending their children off went to their own affairs, Xia Xiaoman squatted at the school gate for a while, feeling quite bored.

How did she become a ghost?

No one could see her except Gu Cheng.

A cat on the wall looked down at her from a high position, Xia Xiaoman clenched her hand into a claw shape to scare her, and she was greeted with dismissive arrogance, and the broken cat walked away with graceful steps.

Xia Xiaoman stood up with a sigh, and walked away quietly.

In the office, Gu Cheng stood in front of the window and looked around the school. He didn't see Xia Xiaoman, so he nodded in satisfaction. She is actually quite sensible.

"What are you looking at, Mr. Gu?"

Chen Mengmeng had just finished a class and walked in with the paper in her arms. Seeing Gu Cheng standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, he couldn't help but feel strange.

This little Gu teacher is a little older than her, sometimes looking at his back with his hands behind his back, he is a bit mature for his age...

"Look at the weather."

Gu Cheng turned around, the illusion just now disappeared, Chen Mengmeng put down the paper, sat down and stretched, looking at him curiously.

Gu Cheng flipped through the student's homework and started to correct it, uh... other teachers were often furious and gnashed their teeth when the homework was handed in. He seemed to have never done it before, and Chen Mengmeng suddenly discovered this.

"Look at what?" Gu Cheng turned his head.

"It's nothing... Eh, this is what Teacher Li wants to use?" Chen Mengmeng found the equipment that Li Mingcheng and others used for physics class.

In the office, Teacher Xiao Chen started to play with Li Mingcheng's acoustic tuning fork.

Ding~
Have fun.

Until the class bell rang, Li Mingcheng took it to the classroom.

There were only two classes in a whole day, and when school was over, Gu Cheng pushed the battery car out of the school gate, checked left and right for Xia Xiaoman's figure, and rode straight home.

"I've been thinking about it all day, Lao Gu, did you go to Yicheng to find that girl?"

Voices were heard from the wall, Chen Hua was lying there with only his head exposed, and seemed to be waiting for him.

Gu Cheng squatted on the ground to charge the battery car, checked the indicator lights, and then stood up clapping his hands, took a look at Chen Hua and was ready to go back to the house.

He really didn't bother to pay attention to Chen Hua's inexplicable thoughts.

Chen Hua was annoyed by this look, stalked for a moment, and yelled: "Absolutely! You pretend to be like a fairy, but you are actually boring!"

"I suggest you think less."

"Isn't it? You did it on purpose, otherwise why did you go to Yicheng?"

"where's your wife?"

"She works night shift, don't change the subject and I'll tell you."

Chen Hua consciously saw through Gu Cheng, and what to say, suddenly realized that Gu Cheng was looking at this side, but the focus of his eyes was not on himself, but on the air beside him.

Chen Hua's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to look left and right.

"Old Gu, don't! Don't make trouble! Don't bring such a thing!" Chen Hua felt guilty.

Gu Cheng didn't answer, still staring at the air beside him, as if there was someone there.

When Chen Hua started to be suspicious, Gu Cheng returned to the room with a calm expression.

Water the flower pot in the corner, and then turn on the stove to cook dinner. It is almost seven o'clock in the evening after eating.

While he was reading, Xia Xiaoman struggled to get out of the TV.

Gu Cheng's eyelids twitched twice, he didn't look up, he didn't make a sound, and he was still concentrating on sorting out the lesson plans.

"I went to the West District during the day and saw Uncle Chen watching the excitement on the side of the road with his pocket in his pocket, watching the two old ladies quarreling. If he wasn't at work, I suspect he would take out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket."

Gu Cheng didn't answer.

"Auntie used to work in the hospital because it was convenient to steal blood and drink it back? Will someone find out? There are a lot of surveillance in the hospital now."

Gu Cheng still lowered his head, he knew that the old Chen and his wife didn't suck blood, Zhao Hong was a noble, idealistic, and faith-based blood clan, and wanted to repay the debts owed to his ancestors, and Chen Hua being a security guard was purely lazy and covetous. comfort of human society.

"Ignore me? Pretend not to see?"

Xia Xiaoman suddenly appeared from under the table, so he just met the eyes of Gu Cheng who lowered his head. Gu Cheng had no choice but to say, "Get up, what does it look like hiding under the table."

"Uncle Chen is a blood clan, what kind of monster are you?"

"Live longer."

"What is the original form? Show me the original form!"

"This is who I am."

"How come, are you a shemale?" Xia Xiaoman looked at him seriously.

Gu Cheng had no expression on his face, and even wanted to burn some paper money for her, and then spend it.

Occasionally, I feel that it is better than before. Although it is not as prosperous as today's technology, nor is it rich in material things, but fortunately, most people in the past are reserved and reserved. Things like getting under a table and looking up at people.

It is not the first time in Gu Cheng's long life to save one or two people on the streets of the wilderness. They all quietly left at a certain time after they became adults. After reuniting with him, he was shocked to become a heavenly man, and it was spread as a miracle, and became the talk of people after dinner, but in the end, it would disappear in time, or be reduced to a rural legend.

So many old people's past, they all go with the wind, only Xia Xiaoman, after death, still keeps looking for him.

"Show me your true form, maybe seeing that you are an old bastard, I will reincarnate contentedly."

Xia Xiaoman's mind was full of what kind of monster he was, sometimes he was an old bastard, and sometimes he was a tree demon-this guy can grow flowers, Gu Cheng used to raise flowers when she was alive, and now there are still a few flower pots in the house.

Why don't you guess it's the Flower Fairy?Because the flower demons on TV are generally women.

"Show me the real shape! Show me!" Xia Xiaoman was buzzing like a mosquito by his side.

The tranquility of the past disappeared, and a group of mosquitoes came in.

Gu Cheng suddenly had a headache.

"This is my original form. I have lived for so many years without dying. Isn't it demonic enough?"

"Just don't die?"

"Ah."

"So you're really an old monster who stole Qin Shihuang's elixir?"

"You can think so." Gu Cheng said perfunctorily, he didn't bother to tell her that Qin Shihuang's elixir of life was actually a big clay ball, almost eating dead people.

"There is no such thing as a demon." Xia Xiaoman was quite satisfied with this answer, she was really afraid that Gu Cheng would suddenly turn into a bastard.

Sitting across the table in silence for a moment, Xia Xiaoman was taken aback suddenly, "That's not right! Why can you see ghosts?"

"Live long enough."

"Really?"

"real."

"How long to live?"

"If you're really free, go reincarnate."

Gu Cheng sighed, looked at the time on the wall, cleaned up the books on the table, put on a mask and hat and went out.

(End of this chapter)