The first time Meng Shichen saw Shang Junzhu was in a dream. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he stood in front of a table and held the pen and wrote quickly, the green silk was neatly tied in the crown of his hair, his long robe was like snow, and his figure was long.

"Whew—" With a long breath, he suddenly turned around, holding a piece of rice paper in his hand. "Finally met someone who could see me. Hello, my name is Shang Junzhu, a Cangwu person. ”

Meng Shichen was stunned, and also followed his example and said: "My name is Meng Shichen, a person from Yangcheng. Hehe. "The person in the dream didn't follow her dream routine, isn't she dominating the dream if she has a normal dream?

"Miss Meng, I'm glad to find such a pure and pleasant paradise in your dreams. I admire the girl very much, please give a picture to the girl! ”

The other party said, and directly pushed the rice paper in front of her: "It's not difficult to be a girl in the next place, as long as the girl draws a picture according to this." ”

Well, Meng Shichen looked at the strange pattern in his hand that didn't look like a painting no matter how it looked, and then looked at his face that was too sincere. In his early twenties, his facial features are bright and handsome, he is definitely a rare beautiful man in the world, but his pupils are too strong, and the emotions between his eyebrows are vague, especially the smile on his lips, how do he look like a wolf pretending to be Satsuma.

"No, I won't agree......" Meng Shichen immediately refused, and before he finished speaking, the other party leaned over and stared at her condescendingly.

Just when Meng Shichen was so frightened that she stiffened, Shang Junzhu suddenly looked at her with a sad face: "Miss Meng, I have been alone in this world for thousands of years. I can't go back to my home, and I can't show my ambitions, if it weren't for the fact that I am a man, I would have become a resentful spirit by now. Copying a painting, but for a moment, and still in a dream, girl, can you help? ”

"You, you, you!" When Meng Shichen heard that he had been wandering for thousands of years, he was almost not directly frightened. "Are you a spirit?" She swallowed secretly.

Shang Junzhu took a step back, took the wolf from the table behind him to absorb the ink, and stuffed it into her hand: "That's right, I'm an undead. Floating around, the sky does not collect, and the earth does not want ......"

Meng Shichen heard that he was so pitiful, and his heart was a little less guarded. She held the wolf hair, moved to the desk in three or two steps, and drawn: "I helped you with this!" ”

"Thank you, girl!" Shang Junzhu's voice was full of triumphant smiles, and he flew around behind Meng Shichen excitedly, almost hitting the tree in his dream several times.

After a while, Meng Shichen put down the wolf hair and pretended to rub his wrist. "Painted?" Shang Jun, who was flying happily, appeared in front of her, and at this moment Meng Shichen realized that he was floating.

"Of course, this girl's shot is not the kung fu of finding out the bag?" Meng Shichen proudly picked up the rice paper and dried the ink, and then handed it to Shang Junzhu, "How about it, it's perfect, right?" ”

"Shhhh

Shang Junzhu took a sharp breath, and the rice paper in Meng Shichen's hand immediately shattered into slag.

Confetti fluttered like snow around the two, Shang Junzhu still had a smile on his face, but his face was getting darker and darker: "Searching for things? Perfect? He said it lightly and softly, but Meng Shichen saw that he was so angry that the bruises on his forehead bulged.

"Huh. Inside, I just think there are too many strokes in those twists and turns, and I just cut a few strokes casually when I look dazzled...... But you can't see it at all, how do you see it? Meng Shichen smiled awkwardly, and Shang Junzhu's face on the opposite side became even darker.

In fact, as smart as she is, she has long seen that this painting is definitely not simple. It's very strange that this handsome undead guy is infinitely courteous to ask her to follow the drawing, okay? Who would be stupid enough to follow a picture?

According to the normal routine of repaying kindness, this handsome undead guy was very grateful to Meng Shichen for being able to find such a good place as her dream, but he had no long things, so he had to choose a painting to send her. That makes sense! How can anyone ask Engong for something in turn?

Meng Shichen was very proud of her reasoning, when the sharp sound of the alarm clock tore apart the dream, and she woke up.

However, a certain undead spirit also appeared in front of her in front of her. He followed Meng Shichen into the bathroom, and when she brushed her teeth, Shang Junzhu pointed to the mirror and said, "Look, what a smooth and bright glass, just right for painting." ”

Meng Shichen: "Get out." ”

On the bus platform, Meng Shichen took out his mobile phone to check the time. A certain undead came up again: "Ah, what a delicate mobile phone screen, can you draw a picture?" ”

Meng Shichen: "Get out." ”

The hall of the school, the teaching building has a large mirror. As soon as Meng Shichen walked in, Shang Junzhu flew over and circled around the mirror: "This is good!" This is good! Miss Meng, do you want to enjoy your face? ”

Meng Shichen raised his eyes lightly, and then said with his mouth: "Get out." ”

In the classroom, Meng Shichen's seat was leaning against the window, and Shang Junzhu was floating outside the window. He looked curiously at the math book that Meng Shichen was flipping through, and his eyes fell on the snow-white scratch paper: "Miss Meng! Miss Meng! ”

"What's the noise?" She whispered impatiently. Tragically, at this time, the math teacher on the podium was asking who would like to come up and do the problem, and everyone was naturally silent, and her words were naturally heard......

"Meng Shichen, you are very confident. It's up to you. The math teacher lifted his glasses, and his gaze behind the lenses was extremely sharp.

Meng Shichen stood up with a bitter face and walked towards the blackboard as if he had gone to the execution ground. "Forehead......" She pinched the chalk and couldn't write a word for a long time. was thinking about asking for help from the classmates in the front row, but when she turned her head, she saw Shang Junzhu floating beside her.

"I'll solve this problem," he floated from her left to the right, "and if you're willing to draw that picture, I'll tell you the solution at once!" ”

"Meng Shichen, if you can't figure it out, go down and copy the formula of the whole book fifty times." The math teacher standing next to him spoke, "Dare to be presumptuous in my class, don't want to live anymore?" ”

Fifty times?! Grunt, Meng Shichen swallowed his saliva. "Miss Meng, I will answer this question." Shang Junzhu hurriedly reminded.

"I will!" Meng Shichen gritted his teeth, clenched the chalk and nodded. Shang Junzhu hooked his lips and smiled: "Don't regret it, otherwise I will disturb you every day...... The answer to this question is......"

In this way, the shrewd Meng Shichen was teamed up by his crippled math monk Junzhu to pit a place where birds don't. She only remembered that after solving the problem, she drew that strange pattern under the guidance of Shang Junzhu.

Immediately after that, he was numb, and his body uncontrollably asked for leave and left the classroom. Then, walking in one direction like this, she knew that she was possessed by Shang Junzhu, but she couldn't do anything about it, and watched herself disappear in a transparent place like water waves......

Then, it appeared in a valley full of peach blossoms.

Looking at the gorgeous peach blossoms blooming all over the valley, Meng Shichen stiffened his neck to look at the white-clothed shadow floating on the peach forest and laughing wildly. Then, with all her might, she pulled her ponytail slowly!

"It hurts!"

Meng Shichen had never wanted to cry so much, she had always been a ghost, she was actually deceived, and the other party was still an ancient undead. How could she be embarrassed? No, now it's time to say how she's going to get home!