Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

"Miss Ruyi? Mr. Qin?" The gentleman called out twice in a daze.

A voice came from the other side of the wall: "Well, the two of us are already here."

The gentleman beat his chest and stamped his feet, and shouted: "The owner of the house is still outside! You guys can help me get in too! I don't know kung fu! It's really impossible, at least pass me the ladder!"

After hearing this, Ruyi flew out again, grabbed Mr. Lanhua's collar, and led him across the wall with light work.In the blink of an eye, Mr.'s feet had already landed in the yard.

He was obviously a little excited, turned left and right to look, and said, "That's it? That's it?"

The two nodded in unison: "Yes, that's it."

"Interesting! It's fun! Why don't you come here a few more times! If you two are free, just teach me. If you learn this skill, I won't have to worry about going out in the future!" Mr. Lazy Flower said with a grin.

Ruyi wanted to cover her face and say she didn't know this guy.When reading Mr.'s book before, Ruyi imagined Mr.'s real body countless times. In her imagination, Mr. should be a far-sighted, deep and silent ghost... But why is his body actually a neurotic and beautiful boy? This... This is illogical.

Ruyi and Qin Xiaoli ignored Mr. Lazy Flower and walked straight into the house.

As soon as they entered the house, the two were stunned by the sight in front of them.

The houses of other great writers are full of "thousand scrolls of ink with the fragrance of books", and the house of Mr. Lazy Flower is "waste paper everywhere and Xiaoqiang".In a good study room, on the table and on the floor are all waste manuscripts.Not even a place to stand.

Only three words can describe this house - dirty and messy.

Ruyi walked in, and bent over to pick up the manuscripts on the ground: "I said sir, you really need to find a wife to clean up the house for you."

Mr. Lazy Flower snatched the manuscript picked up by Ruyi, threw it on the ground again, and said: "Leave it alone, my manuscripts are placed in a regular way. Don't mess it up. I will find the things I should look for later." If you can’t find it, you’ll be in trouble.”

Ruyi said, can your place be more chaotic...

Mr. Lazy Flower has his unique set of skills for walking through the room. He walks sideways and tiptoes the ground without stepping on the manuscripts on the ground.He led the two of them to the table, pointed to a stack of papers on the table and said, "All the things I wrote recently are here."

Ruyi glanced at it, and was so moved that she was about to cry—the manuscripts on the table were neater anyway.

Ruyi picked up the manuscript, and what came into her eyes was the strong and knotted wild grass, powerful and arrogant.Mr.'s handwriting is much more domineering than his own, and every stroke carries an irresistible force.

"There is a man with a green hat and a coarse cloth. His shoulders are broad and his nose is flat. He has a mouth but no tongue. He is dumb but not deaf. He is alone, with only a monkey as his companion. People call him a monkey man. If you want to say that monkey, he is really a monkey. , jumping up and down, without stopping, so as to pluck out human hair. The monkey performers control them with bamboo whistles, and one person and one monkey accompany each other in a line, walking the rivers and lakes, juggling in the downtown area to make a living." Ruyi read out the words on the manuscript.

Qin laughed and said: "Isn't this written like the monkey man? Every word and every sentence is consistent with the person we saw."

Mr. Lazy Flower said: "As for me, I was thinking of a story about this monkey man. The lonely image of walking the rivers and lakes with a monkey has always been lingering in my mind, so I wrote a paragraph. I also mentioned a few words to my bookseller, but he was blinded by interests, saying that no one cares about groups like monkey people these days. He also said that people prefer to watch dramas about wits, beautiful women or ghosts. .”