Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 141 "Maitreya Bodhisattva"

Where Baisu was pointing, a khaki statue emerged from the ground, the shape of which was the "Maitreya Bodhisattva" he had seen during the day.

Diao Shaoyan looked at them sideways, and his lips were pursed into a ferocious smile.

The four arms supported the ground and lifted it from the ground. The statue stood up slowly, and the legs sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform finally straightened, and there were about five or six legs standing upright there.

"Bai...Brother Bai!" The human trembled, "I, let's run quickly, it doesn't feel good to be caught up!"

With even greater fear coming, An Xiangwen finally withdrew his little fear of Baisu.

After all, his brother Bai hasn't shown any signs of doing anything so far, maybe he's just hiding his personality or something.

An Xiangwen was thinking wildly, and when his legs finally moved, he wanted to run immediately.

In fact, he did run out, but he stopped after two steps, because he didn't hear Baisu following him.

An Xiangwen stopped in his tracks, turned around and shouted, "Brother Bai, we—"

When he saw what happened in front of him, the cry of the human youth dragged out a long tail, and was marked with a pause.

After a few seconds, An Xiangwen's lips moved, regaining the ability to speak: "...Brother Bai?"

The black-haired young man called by humans was face to face with the statue, and the distance between them was no more than ten centimeters.

The scene is not what humans imagined, it is overwhelmingly suppressed by the statue.

On the contrary... the statue looks a bit miserable.

The statue stretched its six legs and chased after Baisu. Its four arms grabbed straight at him, and its swollen fingers were only a finger away from his shoulder.

Then, the statue was strangled by Baisu.

Without unnecessary movements, Baisu grabbed the opponent's neck with a movement faster than the statue, if the piled up flesh can also be called a neck.

The touch in his hand was smooth and soft, and his five fingers could easily sink into it, sinking into it endlessly.

There are some familiar operations, and Baisu often plays with ghosts in this way.

So, this trick has no effect on him.

Where human beings can't see, white catkins poured in instantly from the area where the skin of the fingers was in contact with the statue, and the skin of the statue surged, and the invisible things had filled its interior.

As a result, the arms of the statue's fangs and claws froze just like that, freezing together with the grinning smile on its face.

But humans don't know.

What An Xiangwen saw was the still picture of Baisu grabbing the statue. He didn't quite understand why the statue didn't move, nor did his brother Bai...

Could it be that it is turn-based?
The curly-haired young man didn't know whether to get close, he was afraid that he would miss something if he approached, and he was also a little afraid that if he was too far away, if another one appeared on the ground, what would Baisu do if he didn't have time to save him.

Wait, will Brother Bai save him?Will it help?
When humans were thinking wildly, Baisu finally moved.

With a swing of his arm, he smashed the statue to the ground very simply and roughly.

The ground in the dream was solid and would not collapse. The head of the statue was knocked on it solidly, and the left half of the head was crushed, leaving several golden pieces.

Hard, the place where it touches dead matter is hard.

The violent collision seemed to have triggered some conditioned reflexes, and the statue held by its neck twitched a little like a dehydrated fish, and then fell down motionless.

"Solution... solved?" After waiting for a while, An Xiangwen said cautiously, "Solved?!"

The second exclamation sounded quite a lot, and An Xiangwen just found it inconceivable.

He was chased and ran yesterday, and he was so tired that he looked like a statue of a dog, so he was easily dealt with.

"Turn around." Baisu ordered without raising his head.

"Ah?" The human reaction was a little slow, and there was no immediate response.

Immediately, Baisu's next sentence also came: "Yeah - you don't have to turn."

The human's eyes froze, and soon Baisu continued to say: "Anyway, you'll forget it when you wake up... you'll forget it, right?"

An Xiangwen's fingers twitched. He didn't really want to gamble.

According to the previous dream, he didn't remember anything when he woke up, otherwise he wouldn't have followed the monks in the temple to the main hall ignorantly.

An Xiangwen felt that what was before him was a choice of death, and if he was not careful, his life would be in danger.

Therefore, he chose Congxin.

The curly-haired young man turned his feet around immediately, and turned his face backwards. Although there was no wall in front of him, An Xiangwen assumed the posture of facing the wall.

He can't hear can't hear--

"Guji, Guji."

Some familiar movements... Hey, why did he say familiar?
An Xiangwen's brain began to think. He felt that he had never heard a similar voice before?
I don't know how long it has passed, it may be a dozen seconds or a few minutes, there is no time for reference in the dream, and humans have not counted the seconds.

"Turn around." Baisu's voice came from behind.

An Xiangwen turned around and saw the black-haired young man not far from him.

Baisu had a contented expression on his face, obviously quite satisfied with the taste of the statue just finished, it was dark chocolate wrapped in gold leaf.

He licked his fingertips again, licking away the remaining smell.

The place behind him where the fallen statue should have been lying was empty, except for a few cracks that were invisible to the naked eye.

It may be that the force used to crush the statue was too great, Baisu followed the human line of sight to look over.

"Where did you just say?" Baisu snapped his fingers, signaling An Xiangwen to withdraw his attention, "There are creatures chasing you, then?"

An Xiangwen was forcibly called back, paused for a moment and said, "I just remembered that before those creatures appeared, there was another vision."

"Huh?" With a soft nasal sound, Baisu asked the humans to continue talking.

An Xiangwen replied, "It's just... there is a huge phantom wearing a mask hanging in the air, and it seems to be scanning for something."

Baisu's eyes lit up, isn't this the image of the statue in the hall?

He quickly stepped forward, grabbed An Xiangwen's shoulder and asked, "Which direction is the phantom?"

The distance suddenly narrowed, An shook to the literati, and stammered a reply: "No... I don't know."

Seeing the black-haired young man's raised lips slump in an instant, An Xiangwen hurriedly made amends to himself: "It's not my problem! It's the environment of this dream that has changed!"

Humans spoke quickly: "I didn't appear here when I was dreaming last night, it should be in another location, and I just observed it, the road around here seems to have changed, it's not exactly what it was last night... I'm sorry Bai Brother, I really don't know!"

After An Xiangwen finished speaking, if his shoulders were not pressed, he would even want to bow.

"cut."

"...Brother Bai, you just spoke up, right?"

"Yes." Baisu let go and backed away, did not do anything to An Xiangwen, but pointed to something on his wrist and said, "Who put this on you?"

"What?" An Xiangwen raised his hand without knowing why, and he saw a red string on his left wrist, "Hey, when is this..."

The human tried to pull, and the piercing pain swept through the whole body instantly, and the whole person seemed to be falling apart. An Xiangwen only had time to grab the corner of the person in front of him, and knelt down as soon as his knees softened.

hair... what happened?
(End of this chapter)