Open the door and send warmth to the community!

Bai Miao: "What are you doing?"

The disheveled ghost was pressed at the bottom, and the needle-pricked hair that shot up to the sky was pressed into a mess.

It wrinkled its face and said pitifully: "Mr. Bai hasn't been to the neighborhood committee for a long time, and we dare not come in casually, and dare not disturb your painting, so we are waiting for you to finish painting."

Bai Miao put down her pen, helpless and funny, "Come in."

All the ghosts cheered, filed in, and skillfully found a good place to sit down.

Bai Miao went to the kitchen to pour tea for them.

As soon as he turned around, the shaggy-headed ghost had already dug out the tea leaves from the cabinet and started brewing tea.

Bai Miao: "..."

He began to consider whether to throw the ghosts out.

Fortunately, the shaggy-headed ghost gave Bai Miao the first cup of tea.

Bai Miao took a sip of hot tea, and the warm tea rolled down the throat into the stomach, creating a soothing warmth.

The ghost ghost asked with concern: "Mr. Bai, are you okay? It's dark under your eyes."

Bai Miao, who was holding the teacup, paused, and reacted a little slowly.

Rubbing the rim of the teacup with his fingertips, he said, "It's okay."

The shaggy-headed ghost on the other side has already shouted excitedly: "Shanhai Tianqing has updated a lot of content recently, and now many human beings know about us. The proof power of this period of time is too strong!"

The big-headed ghost sitting quietly by the side held his head and whispered, "It's all thanks to Mr. Bai."

During this period of time, Bai Miao ate his heart out and added a lot of content to Shanhai Tianqing game, enough for Wen's game company to operate for more than a year.

Wen Congquan was so frightened by this high yield that he almost called him for an ambulance.

Bai Miao squeezed the space between her eyebrows, trying to wake herself up.

"By the way, what's going on in the community recently?"

The spooky ghost replied: "The community is getting better and better. There are actually ghosts in the forced rehab center who have quit eating grass, and the community is much cleaner now. It makes ghosts feel comfortable just looking at it."

The shaggy ghost shook his head: "There is also Shanhai Kindergarten. Now the ghosts in the whole community have sent their cubs to the kindergarten, and they are helping with work a lot."

Bai Miao's expression was blank.

Now the Shanhai community is thriving, and every ghost and monster is trying their best to live their lives well.

He didn't feel too happy when he heard it.

On the contrary, he was stalked and felt even more uncomfortable.

"Mr. Bai, look what I brought you." The disheveled ghost smiled and took out a small figure from his back.

The ghost ghost screamed and rushed forward to grab it: "How did you get it in advance! I don't even have it!"

In the hand of the unkempt ghost, it is a miniature version of the unkempt ghost.

Produced by Shanhai Smart Company.

The shaggy-headed ghost hurriedly dodged, shouting: "You also have a peripheral figure in this issue, why are you robbing me?"

The ghost's eyes were bleeding with jealousy: "I begged Lord Qingqiu for a long time, but he refused to give it to me in advance, why did you get it in advance!"

The shaggy-headed ghost let out a cry: "How do you say what human beings say, why are you so Versailles? You obviously don't have enough figurines, and the scheduled production time is a few months later, Master Qingqiu will give it to you?"

Sprite ghost: "Just show me!"

The unkempt ghost: "Why, this is what I want to give to Mr. Bai..."

All the ghosts quarreled for a long time, Bai Miao held the teacup and kept emptying it.

During this period of time, I have been drawing uninterruptedly. Although I have slept and rested, I am really overdrawn.

Suddenly, something was stuffed into Bai Miao's hand.

He looked down, and saw that it was a limp big-headed ghost doll.

When you pinch it with your fingers, the soft and glutinous touch is very healing.

Bai Miao is holding the doll, the big head ghost has already told all the ghosts to leave.

Big-headed ghost: "We have already seen Mr. Bai, so don't bother him, put down the gift and let Mr. Bai go to rest."

All the ghosts who got the figures in advance left gifts one after another, and the big-headed ghost led the ghosts to pack the tea sets before leaving with a huff.

Bai Miao faced the living room which became quiet again.

All this time his mind had been in turmoil.

Only by picking up the paintbrush and painting the game content of Shan Hai Tian Qing and the ghosts of the neighborhood committee can he have a moment of peace.

What Taifeng said in Shanchang Valley before, everyone in the valley heard it.

Hearing what Tai Feng said at the time, his first idea was that he was a bachelor.

He and the old man, with Wen Congquan at most, they would not be able to live beyond 200 years.

After death, let him be flooded, what will destroy the world, whoever dies and who will not, what does it have to do with him?

But others apparently didn't think much of it.

Before the Shenxiao faction asked Zhan Lexing politely to invite him.

Bai Miao knew that the group of people who tried to snatch the leading lights before were still eager to find him, but they were suppressed by the cooperation of the metaphysics community.

Taoist Master Lingxu brewed tea with his own hands, and pushed a cup of tea to Bai Miao.

Bai Miao looked at Daoist Lingxu and said bluntly: "I don't understand, I'm just an ordinary human being, why both of you are working hard on me."

Daoist Lingxu took a deep look at Bai Miao: "Fellow Daoist Bai is not ordinary."

Bai Miao snorted: "It is impossible for me to affect the destruction of the world and the salvation of the world."

Daoist Lingxu said unhurriedly: "Master Yang used divination and divination 30 years ago, and calculated that there will be a catastrophe in the world, and the key to breaking the situation lies in the human world."

Bai Miao frowned.

Master Yang.

What kind of celestial master is this old man, Shan Yangyi?

Daoist Lingxu: "After that, Master Yang disappeared without a trace. It is said that he went to find the key to breaking the catastrophe. Ten years later, Master Yang reappeared and was active everywhere to suppress evil spirits, deal with abnormalities, and ease the collapse of the world. speed."

"..."

Bai Miao suddenly wanted to laugh.

Some of the strange behavior of the old man suddenly had an explanation.

It turned out that the old man's purpose of adopting him was not simple from the beginning.

Adopting him is to save the world, and placing him in a foster home with no news is also to save the world.

Sending him into the Shanhai Community was still to save the world.

Bai Miao's heart turned cold little by little, and then seemed to ignite a fire, which made his chest feel tight.

What a righteous man.

Bai Miao: "You want to say that the key to breaking the game is me?"

Daoist Lingxu said frankly: "I don't know."

"But just because Fellow Daoist Bai prevented the streetlights from falling into Taifeng's hands, it is worthy of me to offer you a cup of tea on behalf of all mankind."

Daoist Lingxu raised his teacup and respected Bai Miao from afar.

Bai Miao looked at Daoist Lingxu coldly.

Daoist Lingxu put down his teacup and sighed: "I know fellow Daoist Bai may have a grudge, but no human being can interfere with matters at that level. Now that the crisis of annihilation is at hand, the lives of all human beings are connected to the future. I implore Daoist Bai Friends, take care of humanity."

Bai Miao knew what Daoist Lingxu meant.

The metaphysics world he represents, and the human world, all hope that Bai Miao will be their eyes and stare at the Shanhai community to ensure that their salvation plan of sacrificing themselves can be implemented smoothly and save all mankind.

This is natural political correctness.

Then he called the old man.

They were silent on both ends of the phone.

In the end, Shan Yangyi took the lead to break the silence: "You know everything?"

Bai Miao was silent.

Shan Yangyi: "Don't worry, your father and I are still very good, more than enough to protect the world."

The question Bai Miao couldn't get out of her mouth suddenly swallowed back into her stomach.

Bai Miao smiled lowly: "Just your old arms and legs?"

Shan Yang immediately blew his beard and stared: "Xiao Miaomiao's wings are stiff, right? Your father and I are clearly in our prime."

Bai Miao snorted and laughed.

After the laughter, Shan Yangyi said: "You...don't force yourself, everything depends on your father."

Bai Miao raised her head and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and washed the cup clean.

When she came out with the cup, Bai Miao saw all kinds of ghost figures in the living room.

He tidied up the surrounding area one by one.

He looked around the living room and realized that the house was quite different from when he first moved in.

On the empty black shelf, in addition to the black photo frame of him and the old man, there were also many messy magic weapon decorations and figures that had just been placed on it.

In the study, the Wanxu pen was placed on the pen holder, and the cabinet next to it was filled with various ghost portraits, talisman seals and formation disks.

The mahogany sword is hung at the exit of the living room, ready to be taken out at any time.

Jin Jiuri's feathers were inserted into the pen holder casually by him.

And that painting...

Bai Miao unfolded a scroll.

In the painting, white snow weighs on the branches and red plums are in full bloom. A tall man in black robe stands behind the red plums and looks slightly sideways.

It's just that this painting is painted with Shuo's deep and cold eyebrows.

Bai Miao walked out of the house with the painting in her arms.

He pulled up the door knocker on the opposite door, hung it in the air for a moment, and then gently put it down.

Sitting down on the floor, Bai Miao leaned against the double-opening wooden door, leaning her head slightly back on the door panel.

All he could see was his small iron gate.

Staring at his small iron gate, he said softly, "Humans are really selfish creatures."

Bai Miao: "Put yourself first, be self-centered, selfish and indifferent."

"Me too."

There was silence in the corridor.

Bai Miao laughed at herself: "To be honest, knowing that you will all die in 200 years, I was secretly happy for a moment."

"In this way, I am not just a speck of dust in your life, nor an insignificant human cub. I am white, different from other people, and I am truly imprinted in your memory. How overconfident and selfish idea."

Said, Bai Miao frowned.

"But why am I so sad now?"

When he thought that these ghosts in the neighborhood committee would sacrifice and die in 200 years, his heart felt like a big hole was opened, and the cold wind was blowing.

This kind of sadness is worse than the old man turning around and leaving, than being used as a stand-in, being beaten and insulted.

Bai Miao: "Really, how selfish."

He slowly closed his eyes.

"Will you always remember me?"

"...I will always remember you."

Bai Miao opened his eyes abruptly.

The wooden door behind him suddenly opened.

Bai Miao, who was leaning against the door panel, fell backwards.

A hand reached out, firmly grasped his left wrist, and pulled him into the door.

Following that force, Bai Miao crashed into a cool embrace.

Bai Miao was startled, and immediately struggled: "Let me go, I'm still wearing Jinyu jade..."

Shuo Chen, however, changed his usual style, firmly pressed Bai Miao's left hand to his chest, and held him tightly with the other hand.

The sound of sizzling flesh and blood came out, Bai Miao struggled harder and harder, but was held tightly by Shuo Chen, unable to move.

Bai Miao's struggling movements froze suddenly.

His eyes widened.

Through Shuo Chen's shoulder, he saw a huge and hideous crack running across the thick blackness behind Shuo Chen.

The fire in that crack was burning, the flood was surging, and it was a scene of hell.

However, the sky fire and flood were all tightly suppressed in the crack by the rich black.

Could it be that Shuo Chen has been guarding the rift here?

That's why the Shanhai Community is located here?

Shuo Chen seemed to want to embed Bai Miao into his flesh and blood, so hard that Bai Miao's bones ached.

He gently stroked Bai Miao's hair, his voice hoarse: "I will never forget you. Me, and all the ghosts in the neighborhood committee, no one will forget you. Everyone will remember you, remember your name, remember your voice and appearance Smile, remember everything you have done."

Bai Miao's pupils trembled for a moment.

He closed his red eyes fiercely, stretched out his hand, and embraced Shuo Chen forcefully.

He raised his head, and kissed Shuo Chen's cool lips recklessly.

Bai Miao admits that he is a selfish person.

Let him be selfish this time.