Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 132 Little White No. [-]
"An Xiangwen?"

Baisu narrowed her eyes and called out one last time.

The curly-haired young man whose body was soft and tossed and turned with him on the bed just didn't wake up, and there was no other reaction.

Baisu tried to cover the human's face with the pillow, and estimated the force and duration of suffocation, but An Xiangwen didn't respond. After he let go, the human's face turned red and even a little purple.

Suffocated by him.

Without the slightest apology, Baisu threw the pillow aside, and pinched the human face twice, leaving crimson pinch marks.

Human beings are lethargic, why?
Baisu thought of something, he looked at the window at the side, quickly flipped out of the window and fell out of the next room.

Looking in from the window, the other humans in the house were also unconscious, and some of them didn't even have time to go to bed, and lay directly on the ground.

"Tap, tap..."

There were footsteps approaching in the distance, Baisu returned along the original road, closed the window and left half a gap.

From the only gap left, he saw the human monk in the daytime staggering over at this moment. The moonlight shone on the other person's face, and the eyes that could be seen clearly were a little dull.

The human monk seemed to be controlled by something, and he opened the door of the next room stiffly. He heard the sound and walked in, and then made a few slight noises.

Puzzled, Bai swam out from the gap in the window, climbed over the calf-high grass, and climbed up the window sill of the next room.

The soft white balls clump together, forming the shape of eyes looking inward.

The dull monk dragged the person lying on the ground, but he didn't look very smart, and failed to avoid obstacles such as tables in the room, causing tourists to bump into them one after another.

A big bag appeared on the tourist's head, but he didn't wake up.

It looks like it hurts.

The monk finally helped the tourist to the bed and put him in a lying position.

Then he turned around and was about to go out, his direction seemed to be Baisu's room.

The white eyeballs retreated at the speed of light, and it only took three seconds from sitting to lying down.

When the human monks opened their door, they saw only two sleeping tourists.

Just in case, the monk walked around the room and left with heavy steps after a few minutes.

As soon as the human monk left, Baisu sat up again.

Human lethargy is associated with this temple.

It is not difficult to come to this conclusion, the question now is what humans experience in their sleep.

Baisu, who was not professionally qualified, couldn't pry open human brains to get into human dreams, so he thought for a while and put this question aside.

Still think about how to go around the temple first.

The black-haired young man walked back and forth twice around the room. He tried to push the door, but after his eyes touched his height of nearly 1.8 meters, Baisu still retreated.

The size of the human figure is a bit noticeable.

However, the advantage of Fuzhao Temple compared with the hospital is that there is no monitoring equipment, which may be intentional by the temple.

This greatly facilitated Baisu.

Get the whole easy-to-move image.

The black-haired young man squatted on the ground, pulling a large ball of cotton wool in his hand, the soft white was extremely malleable, and he was fiddling with the mobile phone at hand.

"Legs... four legs, I feel like I can run faster."

"Head... why is there no frontal photo of the head... Forget it, pinch it casually."

The soft whisper echoed in the room but there was no second listener, An Xiangwen fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

Baisu kneaded and kneaded, and after a while, she kneaded the white flocs that split out of her body into specific shapes.

Different from the previous single eyeballs, the shape of the avatar this time... probably conforms to human aesthetics.

The white curly-haired small dog stood motionless on the ground. It is a bit reluctant to call it a small dog. From a distance, it looks like a dog-like creature, but if you look closely...

Well, Baisu admits that he is a little casual, resemblance is enough, anyway, he is just deceiving passers-by.

Maybe the moonlight is dark enough tonight that the people in the temple can't see clearly at all.

Bai Li, who doesn't think white is too eye-catching at all, thought casually.

He stretched out his hand and pulled down the white catkins above the human eyes, so as not to look so horrifying.

In fact, the bottom of those curly hairs on the body is similar, and you can see an eyeball with just a flick... Well, just hide it well, I hope no one will be cheap.

"Okay." Baisu patted the back of the creature that looked like a dog but not a dog, "Go, um... Xiaobai No. [-]?"

……

The white dog named Xiaobai No. [-] jumped out of the window.

As soon as the white dog landed, it shook the curly white catkins on its body.

It took a step and quickly walked through the grass as high as a human calf.

During the day, it wanted to say that there were no unusual animals in this temple.

Refers to the singing of birds and insects, and those creatures that should be seen everywhere in the mountains are completely extinct near the top of the mountain.

Even halfway up the mountain, you can occasionally see a few flying birds skipping the sky, but once you enter Fuzhao Temple, they disappear.

Really, don't humans find it strange?

The white dog walked through the grass and came to the fence.

Although the white dog looks like a dog, it is actually a clone of a monster.

The small claws pressed against the wall, leaving a few white marks like plum blossoms, which are very conspicuous on the ocher red wall.

The white dog stood on the wall at ninety degrees to the ground, watching the marks left behind.

It thought for a while, then went back and swept the wall with its tail.

You can't add too much trouble to the main body, or you won't have the chance to come out next time.

Then the white dog kicked off the wall and jumped out of the yard, and ran briskly down the narrow path.

The white shadow flashed past, and the passing monk rubbed his eyes with a lamp, and asked his companions beside him.

"Did you see anything go by?"

"No, you read it wrong." Another monk replied perfunctorily, and urged his companions to continue walking, "There are no outsiders in our temple. For these few years, nothing has happened."

In the words of the monks, the safest place in the world is their Fuzhao Temple, which is blessed by the Buddha.

The monk is extremely confident, talking to his companions and continuing to move forward.

Not long after they left, a white ball rolled out of the grass.

The white poodle threw its limbs to the ground and shook its head, a few leaves mixed with white catkins slowly melted, and the white was still a solid piece.

Buddha, it kind of wants to know what the Buddha looks like in the monks' mouth, maybe this will be a delicious meal.

The white dog, who has no clues of delicious food for the time being, ran to the five-story tower. The tower door was locked and locked at night, but the white dog gave full play to its characteristic of being a liquid. Drill in.

It fell to the ground without a sound, after all, it was just a ball of white catkins.

The monk in the pagoda sat there drowsy, until a gust of wind blew, and the coolness stabbed him slightly awake.

"Hey, didn't I close the window?" The monk saw the falling moonlight under the shadow of the candlelight, "It just so happened that it was time for patrol."

The monk yawned sleepily and went to close the window.

Then he picked up the flashlight and went in the direction of the stairs, going up one step at a time.

And in the dead corner of the stairs below him, the white dog is also jumping up the steps.

　Thinking about it, the shape of the dog is probably the appearance of a Katie dog washing emerald, and then the whole body has white curly hair (?)

　　After struggling between cats and dogs for a while, I realized that I was a dog pie.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)