[Murong Bai] Daily life in Shiniu Town

Monkey King is gone.

My life is no different from before, except that I don't have Murong Bai and Wang Dahui.

Well, nothing would be the same without them.

The gossip pool was in a mess because of the fight that day.

The clear pool water was polluted, and the candles were broken.

Such a picture is really sad.

But fortunately, I have a father, otherwise, if I were alone, I would probably have to live in a cave with air leakage.

My father and I cleaned up and repaired for a long time, and the cave was finally restored to its original state.

Now no matter where I want to practice, no one will grab me.

But no one competed with me, and I couldn't even lift up my energy for cultivation.

This is definitely not an excuse!

Every day, I still practice seriously.

Because summoning souls is really a very labor-intensive thing.

I don't know, when Murong Bai comes back, my mana will be exhausted, or it will be tempered stronger.

Murong Bai's desk and his room are exactly the same as when he left.

Except for sweeping the dust, I have never moved it at all.

Without Murong Bai, the cave was a bit eerily quiet.

Although Murong Bai didn't tell the truth much, he didn't talk a lot when he was around.

The peach blossoms of that tree have withered and will not bloom again.

I think, until Wang Dahui comes back, I won't like any flowers anymore.

I started calling for Murong Bai's soul.

Three 81, a total of 240 for three days.

When I miss him, I talk to him in front of the gourd.

"Xiaomei is still selling biscuits, and she really made a banana flavor for her, but it's a pity that Monkey King can't eat it."

"Xiaomei's father and my father are both relatives. If Xiaomei's father hadn't traveled all the way to persuade her, she might not have won this battle. If it hadn't been for my father, I might not have been able to see you."

"Wang Dachui is still a rock, and I don't know what to do. You are so smart, you should have a solution? When you come back, let's think about it together, how can we help Sledgehammer..."

"When you come back, when we help the sledgehammer, let's go travel outside. I feel like I offended many people this time..."

In fact, everyone who has survived is still the same to me as before, and it is quite good.

After this battle, everyone's mentality has changed a lot.

Don't take other people's contributions for granted.

I used to worry that if I were with Murong Bai one day, I might be torn to pieces by Jia Linger and Kong Lianer's group of muses.

But now, there is no need to worry about this.

When they saw me again, they all seemed a little embarrassed.

Sincerity is most afraid of being tested, because the results are often embarrassing.

They are just fans, chasing only idols.

After Murong Bai dropped the burden of being an idol, they all couldn't accept it.

In fact, I was thinking, if everyone is more tolerant, then release some understanding and kindness.

Or maybe Murong Bai wouldn't be so straightforward.

He was kind and sensitive.

Unfortunately, at that time, I was the only one standing by his side.

Although I used to complain to everyone, I didn't blame them.

I'm not blaming anyone.

After all, as a human being, at critical times, the one you most want to protect should be yourself.

After the war, there were several marriages in the town at once.

Perhaps it is because of the understanding that life is short and enjoy yourself in time.

But in the middle of this, there was also a happy event or a tragedy.

That is, the mayor's daughter, Jia Ling'er, did fall in love with a little monster.

Look, I occasionally do fortune-telling very accurately.

My dad also lives in the town.

Occasionally drinking a little wine, or playing chess with the mayor, life is boundless.

Besides guarding Murong Bai, I also often go to town.

Tell everyone fortune-telling, or just accompany Xiaomei.

From winter to spring, Murong Bai has been away from me for nearly two hundred days.

I dream about him occasionally.

I dreamed that he woke up, held my hand, and said to me: "Susu, you have worked hard."

Although I don't know if this is a predictive dream, anyway, I take it as it is.

However, every day I wake up, I still feel uneasy.

Dreams are too beautiful, and it is inevitable to worry about gains and losses.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow will be the finale~