Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 143 The Unknown Miss
When Wei Wenxue was dragged into a dream for the first time, she knew that something was wrong.

It's no wonder that the temple didn't strictly check that she was carrying that small box, because it was unnecessary.

No matter what tourists bring, in most cases, they cannot be brought into their dreams.

Dream, she is standing in a dream now.

With a casual flick of her shoulder-length hair, Wei Wenxue secretly thought it was even worse.

The environment in the dream didn't give her much time to think. The statue that suddenly appeared chased her and ran all the way to the square of the Daxiong Palace. She found the statue retreated.

Later, when she was looking for An Xiangwen in the square in her dream, she followed the other's line of sight around and did not see the black-haired young man.

Bai... Isn't Baisu here?
Baisu was indeed not in the first dream.

When she was dragged into a dream for the second time, Wei Wenxue understood why the black-haired youth came to ask her if she had a dream during the day.

Doesn't this mean that Baisu has a big problem!Why didn't he fall asleep!

Wei Wenxue didn't know the answer, and didn't have time to think about it, because the second chase from the statue started.

Wei Wenxue used 100% of her ability to escape, and once again bemoaned why the weapon couldn't be brought into her dream.

If she could be brought in, she would definitely not be in such a mess!
She goes back... If she can go back, she must practice her ability to fight with bare hands, if she still remembers.

Wei Wenxue passed by a certain... When passing by a woman lying on her back without making a sound, she took the hair band from her head and tied her hair up with difficulty.

Then she continued to run forward. If she guessed correctly, she would still be chased by the statue behind to the square in front of the Grand Hall——

Turning the corner ahead, Wei Wenxue's thoughts suddenly froze.

She saw a black shadow jumping from the three-meter-high courtyard wall and landed on the road directly in front of her.

The black-haired young man stood there, holding another young man with curly chestnut hair in his hand.

The latter clutched his forehead in a dizzy state, while the former had clear eyes, and quickly bent to reveal a bright smile.

Wei Wenxue heard the other party calling herself—Miss Wei.

……

no, right?
An Xiangwen wondered if he had been sitting on the "roller coaster" for a long time, and his ears were ringing and he misheard what Baisu said.

The facial features of the strange woman in front of her are completely different!

He knew that Wei Wenxue was wearing a wig. After all, the flaxen-haired girl didn't wear a wig very well while driving. That face...couldn't be some kind of human skin mask, right?
If it is true, how did Brother Bai find out...?
"It's you, Miss Wei." Baisu repeated, "Don't you want to say hello?"

Wei Wenxue was sweating coldly, she didn't know for a moment whether the statue behind her was more frightening or the Baisu in front of her was more frightening.

How did you recognize her, what she was wearing?In the dream, she was not wearing the same outfit that Wei Wenxue was wearing, but the one she was more accustomed to on weekdays, which was more convenient for activities.

Just... She and Wei Wenxue should be two completely different talents in the eyes of others.

"Is it difficult?" Baisu tilted his head while carrying An Xiangwen, "Your smell is exactly the same as Wei Wenxue."

"...?"

"Well, it seems to be a little difficult for humans to understand." Baisu held his chin, "Maybe... my sense of smell is more sensitive? Just kidding, it's the smell of your soul."

At the end, Baisu squinted happily, and mouthed the word "soul" again.

An Xiangwen: "Didn't Brother Bai say that what we see in our dreams is consciousness?"

Baisu: "There's not much difference between the two. After a while, they both taste the same to me."

An Xiangwen: "So what's the smell..."

Human beings are confused, feeling that they have entered a channel he does not understand from the very beginning of the conversation.

An Xiangwen tried to move, but he couldn't break free from Baisu's grasp, so he could only maintain the posture of being carried and asked, "So this is Miss Wei's original appearance?"

The curly-haired young man looked at the very nervous girl with the ball head, and expressed doubts: "The wig and disguise mask are a bit too—"

"No." Baisu interrupted An Xiangwen, "This is her original appearance, not Miss Wei's original appearance."

"Huh?" An Xiangwen's eyes were a little bit like mosquito-repellent eyes, which was easy to entangle.

"What do you mean?"

"it means--"

"Can we discuss this later!" The black-haired girl was so nervous that she collapsed, "That thing behind me is still chasing me!!!"

The black-haired girl, who couldn't bring in a weapon, was about to be overtaken by the statue. She blocked it twice with her three-legged kung fu, and her arms were numb from the shock.

If he kept blocking it, his arm might be broken. The black-haired girl thought that there was no need to torture herself, so she could only turn her head and continue running. After a few steps, she rushed to Baisu.

She ran past the black-haired youth, but the black-haired youth did not move.

Doesn't he run, why?
The black-haired girl stopped in her tracks.

Even though he had witnessed the other party fall from the three-meter-high courtyard wall inhumanly, as light as a feather, and even lifted someone in his hand, the black-haired girl turned back.

"Let's go!" The black-haired girl reached out and grabbed Baisu's arm. She wanted to pull him back, but she didn't.

Brunette girl: Grass.

There was an urge to swear, the black-haired girl gritted her teeth, and was about to use her breastfeeding strength again, she couldn't just leave him in place no matter what she said.

Except for the woman before, that is, the dead cannot be brought back to life, and she cannot be saved.

Before she could exert force again, the black-haired young man gently stroked her hand and stroked her hand down easily.

In the next second, something heavy was placed on the black-haired girl's hand.

She was caught off guard, and quickly raised both hands, but she was still crushed by the weight, her knees bent down, and she knelt straight on the ground.

As a matter of course, An Zhongwu Xiangwen, who was delivered, also knocked his butt on the ground, causing pain to the tailbone of the curly-haired young man.

Black-haired girl: "...Mr. An, you have lost weight."

An Xiangwen: "Wei Xiao...ah no, what should I call you now? Forget it, but my weight is within the normal range!"

Enduring the pain in his buttocks, the curly-haired young man rolled over from the black-haired girl's arms and landed on the ground. The feeling of his feet touching the ground that he hadn't seen for a long time made him want to cry.

It's not easy, he can stand by himself.

An Xiangwen stood up by himself and pulled the black-haired girl up together.

Amidst the muffled sound of hard objects colliding with each other in the background sound, An Xiangwen said quietly: "Don't be afraid, Brother Bai is very powerful."

The black-haired girl stared blankly at the front, seeing the scene in front of her, she really had no intention of being afraid.

The statue chasing the black-haired girl was more flexible than the one Baisu and the others met now, and the gesture that wanted to directly grab the other party's neck and smash it to the ground again was in vain.

Baisu simply changed the course of his movements, and while being embraced by the statue around his shoulders, he also grabbed the opponent's feet.

Then there were the "bang bang bang" heard by humans, and Baisu pinched the statue's ankle like dragging a dead body.

After several beatings, the statue cracked with a sound, and cracks appeared in front of the bent eyes, destroying the compassionate smile from the middle.

"Okay, there's nothing in the way now." Baisu said lightly, "Miss unknown, can you tell me what your name is?"

　Playing with friends and coming home late.

　　So why friends can’t think about going to CP to play (meditation)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)