Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 134 "...Dog?"

It turned out to be a dream?
Baisu squatted beside An Xiangwen's bed, holding a mobile phone in one hand, which was plugged into the power bank in An Xiangwen's briefcase, and the other hand was hanging above the human face.

Because it is not directly controlled, the fragmentary picture came from Baigou. What Baisu knew in the middle of the night was that part of him had eaten supper as he wished, and then ran into the residence of the abbot of the temple and heard something that should not be heard. secret.

What causes sleep dreams?
Baisu's left hand branched out several white buds, two of which supported the human's eyelids, exposing the dull eyes, and a thinner white thread was inserted from the bottom of the human's eye socket, reaching deep into the skull.

"hiss……"

The thin white soft thread carefully bypassed the delicate organs of the human being, carefully studied it in the human mind for a while, and finally withdrew its hand.

Baisu let go of his hand, and his gaze fell thoughtfully to the other's abdomen.

He seems to have said that the vegetarian food at Fuzhao Temple will not kill a person, but eating too much may cause diarrhea for humans.

Now the situation is that his words have become a prophecy in another way.

Should he maintain a more human posture on weekdays, so that he can fall into the trap of supernatural beings?
Baisu who was not able to go to the dream to find out the truth felt lost.

He felt that there was a big meal in front of him, but he couldn't eat it.

Gee.

The shadow of the black-haired youth enveloped the human body lying on the bed. The shadow floated and gradually expanded, forming a net little by little. When it was about to cover it, the shadow retracted.

Swallowing humans probably won't make it into a dream.

And he's a little chilly.

The source of the chill was unknown, so Baisu looked down at An Xiangwen, who was sleeping without knowing anything, unplugged the power bank connected to the phone, and threw the power bank, which was half dead, back into the human bag.

Wake up tomorrow... I should wake up, after all, there will be a Fa conference, and An Xiangwen tomorrow will probably wonder if the electronic products he bought have run out of power.

Baisu thought endlessly.

Since you can't get into the dream, go do something else.

The sleepy black-haired young man went back to the bed and lay down, ready to cut the number.

Before his consciousness moved away, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a screen not far away that lit up from the corner of his eye.

Like a human cell phone?

……

The white poodle was shaking its hair again in the corridor.

Baisu was thinking about whether he hadn't used his brain when pinching his avatar... Forget it, growing a brain is indeed a difficult thing.

The sticky air permeated in front of the nose, Baisu pressed his paw to the tip of the nose, resisting the urge to sneeze.

How did my avatar stay outside this house for so long?It smells like—

Baisu walked out unsteadily, moved a few steps and then ran, the white shadow quickly jumped to the fence, and jumped away from the roof a few times.

After leaving the center of the viscous vortex, Baisu sat with her legs bent on the tiles of a roof, looking at the house and thinking deeply.

It feels like there is something like a medium in that room... Is it related to tomorrow's Fa conference?

Then you can't eat it now, after all, you have to catch bigger fish.

The white dog turned around again, and rushed towards the banyan tree at night...the small warehouse next to it accurately and with a clear goal.

The door of the warehouse was closed, and Baisu made a hole in a hidden corner and got in, and then the white flocks all over his body swelled like clouds, filling the whole warehouse in a few seconds.

Now if you look from the outside, you can see the slowly shrinking white under the transparent glass.

Like swallowing, but also like digesting.

After a few seconds, the white color disappeared, and the entire warehouse was emptied, except for a white poodle stretching on the spot.

Baisu's speed was much faster than his clone's. After clearing a warehouse, he quickly avoided the monks on the ground and searched for the red ropes that had been opened in other places.

Not too full, but better than a lot.

The white shadow ran across the blue bricks and black tiles in the temple like the wind, and suddenly stopped at a certain moment, stopping in front of an ordinary temple.

This hall has not been seen during the day.

Standing on the eaves, you can clearly see that there are many turns to go to this hall, and there are many monks holding hands along the way.

What's in it?

The white poodle spread its front legs, jumped off the courtyard wall, and walked forward step by step.

The door of the hall was open, but a few curtains hung from the top of the door frame to block it.

People's words will be blocked from sight, but dogs that are only tens of centimeters high will not.

The white dog walked in, then stopped.

he saw-

……

In the light of dawn, in the courtyard for tourists, a touch of white is looking through the windows of a room.

Bai Tuanzi fell to the ground, rolled around on the ground and stood firm, then kicked his hind legs, and jumped onto the lap of the young man sitting at the table.

It turned over, with its limbs facing up to expose its belly, and began to act like a baby.

Baisu, who withdrew his consciousness early and let the avatar come back by himself, couldn't understand this scene.

"Are you a part of me?" He put his hand on his belly, pressed down, and touched several circular arcs through the white cotton, and the balls were still sliding, "Why is it so like..."

The black-haired young man muttered, tossing and turning the creation in his hand, and the white dog was also very cooperative, still tossing and turning.

Baisu even took the white dog's head apart, and there was nothing inside.

Finally, he grabbed the white dog by the back of the neck and held it in front of his eyes. The white dog's mouth moved and he let out a cry: "Wow!"

Baisu:?
Baisu put the white dog on the table silently, and was about to tell it that its species classification is not a dog, but a part of a monster, when the human on the other bed in the room woke up slowly.

"...Dog?" The human head tilted, and he spit out a word in a daze.

In an instant, the white dog jumped into Baisu's arms, and the whole body turned into a pattering soft object, and when it landed on the back of the hand of the black-haired young man on his knee, it directly soaked into it.

"No dog." Baisu denied.

"But..." An Xiangwen began to wake up.

"You haven't woken up yet, you misread." Baisu said decisively.

Well, An Xiangwen gave up thinking, probably because he didn't wake up and made a mistake, but then again... Isn't this too uncomfortable?

An Xiangwen felt as if his whole body had been severely run over by some heavy truck, and he was extremely sore. It took him a lot of effort just to get up.

The human let out a few groans from between his teeth, he struggled to support himself on his elbows, and straightened his upper body.

After doing this, he lowered his head and slowed down.

It's so sour... Will just sleeping on a hard bed have such an effect?
An Xiangwen hadn't experienced it either. He was even thinking about whether he was crushed by a ghost, but it shouldn't be the case, right?

Stretched out his hand and hammered his waist and abdomen twice, he heard a crisp sound from his arm, and then the curly-haired youth pinched his right arm with his left hand, trying to snap back the suspected twisted right arm.

"Bai...Brother Bai, save—"

The stiff neck twisted and creaked, An Xiangwen turned his head very reluctantly, and looked in the direction of the table. He remembered seeing Baisu there when he just woke up.

An Xiangwen yelled again, this time he increased the volume, but his thirsty throat made him cough immediately.

Baisu patted the back of his hand, closed the half-written notebook on the table, and put a pen in the middle as a bookmark.

Then he raised his head, seeing a strange human posture.

The curly-haired young man straightened his back, and instead of retracting his right hand behind his back, he reached for it with his left hand, forming a circling posture.

Baisu: "...are you doing performance art?"

An Xiangwen: "No, Brother Bai! I twisted my arm and waist, hurry up and save the child!"

Baisu walked over wordlessly, and pressed the human's shoulder: "Did I twist it?"

An Xiangwen nodded: "Okay, Brother Bai, be gentle... Pain, pain, pain—"

Humans wailed for a while, and the same movement happened in other places in the courtyard, and the screams continued one after another for a while.

An Xiangwen shook his right hand and gasped continuously, but he looked saved.

When the human being wakes up, it is easy for him to ask questions.

Baisu leaned down, his shadow covering An Xiangwen.

The thin sunlight outside the window was completely blocked by him, and humans could only see a pair of foggy black eyes when they looked up, and couldn't see the expression of the black-haired youth clearly.

"What nightmare did you have last night?" Baisu asked.

"Nightmare?" The curly-haired youth's face was blank for a moment, "I didn't dream at night?"

(End of this chapter)