It turned out to be in a dream?

Bai Su squatted beside An Xiangwen's bed, holding a mobile phone in one hand, the mobile phone was plugged into the power bank in An Xiangwen's bag, and the other hand hung above the human face.

Because it was not directly controlled, the fragmentary picture came from the white dog, and Bai Su knew in the middle of the night that he had eaten supper as he wished, and then ran into the residence of the temple abbot and heard some secrets that should not be heard.

What causes sleep?

Bai Su's left hand parted several white shoots, two of which supported the human eyelids, revealing the godless eyes, and a thinner white line inserted from the base of the human's eye socket to the depths of the skull.

"Hiss......"

The thin white thread carefully bypassed the delicate human organs, and after a while of careful study in the human mind, he finally withdrew his hand.

Bai Su let go of his hand, and his gaze slipped thoughtfully to the other party's abdomen.

He seems to have said that the fasting of Fuzhao Temple cannot eat dead people, but eating too much is likely to cause diarrhea for humans.

The situation now is that his words are prophecies in another way.

Shouldn't he maintain a more human posture on weekdays, so that he can fall into the trap of the supernatural?

Bai Su, who couldn't go to the dream to find out, was stunned.

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

Tut.

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

It is estimated that even if you swallow a human being, you will not be able to enter a dream.

And he's a little chilly.

The source of the cold is unknown, Bai Su looked down at An Xiangwen, who was sleeping nothing, unplugged the power bank connected to the mobile phone, and threw the power bank back into the human bag.

Wake up tomorrow...... should wake up, after all, there is still a Dharma meeting, and An Xiangwen tomorrow is estimated to wonder if the electronic products he bought have run out of electricity.

Bai Su thought endlessly.

Since you can't get into your dreams, let's do something else.

The black-haired youth, who was not sleepy, went back to the bed and lay down, ready to cut the number.

Before his consciousness was gone, his peripheral vision seemed to catch a glimpse of a screen not far away.

Seems to be a human phone?

……

The white curly dog shook his fur again under the porch.

Bai Su was thinking about whether he didn't put his mind when he pinched the clone...... Forget it, it's really hard to grow a brain.

The viscous air filled the front of his nose, and Bai Su waved his paw to press the tip of his nose, resisting the urge to sneeze.

How did your doppelganger stay outside this house for so long? The smell here is simply -

Bai Su staggered out, and after a little movement of two steps, he ran, and the white shadow jumped to the fence and jumped off the roof in a few clicks.

After leaving the center of the viscous vortex, Bai sat on the bricks of a roof, looking at the house in deep thought.

It feels like there's some medium or something in that room...... Is it related to tomorrow's puja?

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

The white canine re-turned and rushed towards the banyan tree at night with precision and purpose...... A small warehouse on the side.

The warehouse door was closed, and Bai Su made a hole in the hidden corner and drilled in, and then the white floc on his body swelled like a cloud, filling the entire warehouse in a few seconds.

Now, if you look at it from the outside, you can see the white that slowly creeps and shrinks under the transparent glass.

It's like swallowing, it's like digesting.

After a few seconds, the white color was gone, and the entire warehouse was emptied, except for a white curly-haired dog stretching in place.

Bai Su's speed was much faster than his own clone, and 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.

It's not too full, but it's better than the quantity.

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

I haven't seen this hall during the day.

Standing on the eaves, you can clearly see that you need to make many turns to get to this main hall, and there are many monks along the way.

What's inside?

The white curly dog jumped off the courtyard wall on his front legs, and walked forward one step at a time.

The door of the temple was open, except for a few curtains hanging from the doorframe directly above it.

A human's words will block the view, but dogs that are only a few tens of centimeters tall will not.

The white dog walked in, then stopped.

He saw—

……

In the dim morning light, in the courtyard where tourists live, a touch of white is flipping through the windows of a room.

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

It rolled over, its limbs facing upwards to show its belly, and began to be coquettish.

Bai Su, who had retracted his consciousness very early and let the clone come back by himself, saw this scene and was a little incomprehensible.

"You're a part of me, aren't you?" He put his hand on his belly, pressed it down, and touched a few circular arcs through the white wadd, and the ball was still sliding, "Why is it so like ......?"

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

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

Finally, he grabbed the back of the white dog's neck and lifted it in front of his eyes, the white dog's mouth moved, and he let out: "Wang! ”

Bai Su: ?

Speechlessly, the white dog was placed on the table, and was about to tell it that its species classification was not a dog, but a part of a monster, when a human on the other bed in the room woke up leisurely.

“…… Dog? "The human head tilted and spat out a word in a daze.

In an instant, the white dog jumped into Bai Su's arms, turned into a softening substance as a whole, and fell directly into the back of the black-haired young man's hand on his knees.

"No dogs." Bai Su denied.

"But ......," An Xiangwen began to sober up.

"You haven't woken up yet, you're wrong." Bai Su is categorical.

Okay, An Xiangwen gave up thinking, it should be that he didn't wake up and read it wrong, but then again...... That's too uncomfortable, isn't it?

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

The human let out a few moans from between his teeth, and he struggled to prop himself up on his elbows, straightening his upper body.

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

It's so sour...... Does just sleeping on a hard bed have such an effect?

An Xiangwen hasn't experienced it either, he is even thinking about whether he was pressed by a ghost, but it shouldn't be, right?

Stretched out his hand and hammered his waist and abdomen twice, and heard a crisp sound from his arm, and then the curly-haired young man used his left hand to pinch his right hand, trying to break back the right arm that was suspected of being twisted.

"White ...... Brother Bai saves-"

The stiff neck crunched and creaked An Xiangwen turned his head very reluctantly and looked in the direction of the table he remembered that when he just woke up he saw Bai Su there.

An Xiangwen shouted again, this time he raised his voice, but his thirsty throat made him cough immediately.

Bai Su patted the back of his hand, closed the half-written notebook on the table, and put a pen in the middle to make a bookmark.

Then he looked up, and the strange human posture caught his gaze.

The curly-haired young man straightened his waist, and his right hand was not withdrawn behind him, but he used his left hand to reach it, forming a wrapping posture.

Bai Su: "...... Are you in performance art? ”

An Xiangwen: "No, Brother Bai! Twist your arms and waist, save the child! ”

Bai Su walked over wordlessly and pressed the human shoulder: "I twisted? ”

An Xiangwen nodded: "Okay, Brother Bai is lighter...... Pain, pain, pain—"

There was a wail from the human race, and the same movement occurred in other parts of the courtyard, and for a moment the screams came and went.

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

When a human wakes up, then he's going to be able to ask questions.

Bai Su leaned down, and the shadow covered An Xiangwen.

The thin daylight outside the window was completely blocked by him, and when humans looked up, they could only see a pair of black eyes covered with fog, and they couldn't see the expression of the black-haired young man clearly.

"What nightmares are you doing at night?" Bai Su asked.

"Nightmares?" There was a moment of confusion on the curly-haired young man's face, "I didn't dream at night?" ”

(End of chapter)