My Mr. Monster

Everyone chose to stay temporarily in the largest room on the fifth floor. Wu Yang climbed over the wall and entered the house from the side with ease, then easily opened the door from the inside.

The moment they entered, everyone was choked by the dust. Looking at the red beams of light appearing under the setting sun, the Tyndall effect at this moment was not beautiful at all.

"The dust is really heavy..." Han Song waved his hands to try to drive away the dust that was blowing in his face.

"Of course, apart from anything else, no one has ever been to this house." Wu Yang pointed to the white bones not far away, "The owner of the house is still here."

"Shi Tou, you and Ping An, please clean up inside." Han Song said to the person behind him.

Along the way, the two of them were young, so they didn't have much luggage and had some energy to spare. They nodded in agreement and went into the house. Now that they could show their value, they were naturally very happy. They didn't like to hide behind others all the time, which was not manly at all.

Soon, the group came in one after another, and Lu Xuan handed the sleeping Jiang Jiang to the girl in the team.

Wu Yang came over and pinched Lu Xuan's shoulders: "Are your arms sore?"

"It's okay." Lu Xuan rubbed his waist, "I just kept the same position for too long."

"Then you rest here. I'll go down with them and find some furniture and wood from those rooms. There's nothing to burn here."

"Well, I'll prepare dinner too." Lu Xuan said.

"...Okay, don't get too tired." Wu Yang said helplessly.

"Let's go and see if there are any other monsters in this building." Han Song said to Wu Yang and picked up a dagger.

"I'll stay." Song Li squatted there without moving.

A few people did not object. Picking up wood was not a difficult task. If all the people who could fight ran away, it would make people feel uneasy.

Lu Xuan looked at the food he brought and found that most of it was instant noodles and compressed biscuits, plus some vegetables he brought back yesterday... It seemed that he could only cook noodles, but fortunately there was plenty of water.

After the fire was lit, Lu Xuan began to cook noodles himself. It turned out that having a big pot was very meaningful. At least one pot of noodles was enough for everyone to eat.

The fragrant smell of cooked noodles filled the entire room, and it was now completely dark.

Seeing everyone eating happily, Lu Xuan also smiled, but his ears were still itchy. Those tedious sounds coming from various places downstairs were very annoying.

"Knock, knock, knock" There was a dull and harsh knock on the door.

Everyone was enjoying their meal when suddenly their eyes turned towards the door, but no one was willing to move. The noodles were delicious, but the portion was just right, and with Wu Yang being such a big eater... both men and women wanted to eat more.

Lu Xuan looked towards the door, opened his mouth and whispered "go away".

The sound of knocking on the door stopped at that moment, and then the stiff footsteps gradually moved away in the corridor.

Wu Yang looked at Lu Xuan. Although other people couldn't hear the sound, he could hear it clearly. However, Wu Yang didn't say anything but slurped up the noodles in the bowl.

When I opened the door after dinner, there were no monsters in the corridor. To be more precise, the monsters around had deliberately avoided this building.

Wu Yang brought Lu Xuan to the rooftop to get some fresh air. The cool night breeze made him feel much more awake. Lu Xuan didn't quite understand why Wu Yang brought him up here.

He looked at Wu Yang and asked, "What's going on?"

Wu Yang looked at Lu Xuan's confused face, reached out and touched it, and asked, "Were you scared today? Those body parts."

Lu Xuan thought it was something else and shook his head. "Although the picture is a bit disgusting, it's not scary enough. But thanks to you guys, I won't be scared when I go to a haunted house in the future."

Wu Yang smiled and pulled the person into his arms, pressing his face against Lu Xuan's like a spoiled child. Wu Yang muttered softly, "It's really hard to do anything here. I really want to push you down."

Lu Xuan grinned, "Your thoughts are more unrestrained than mine."

Wu Yang looked into Lu Xuan's eyes and kissed him: "I really want to keep you tied to me forever. I feel like those people have bad intentions towards you."

Lu Xuan is so nice and can cook...the girls looked at Lu Xuan like hungry wolves.

"Possessiveness at work again?" Lu Xuan laughed. Wu Yang's little thoughts didn't require any thought.

"It's sour, but that's not what I want to ask now." Wu Yang said, "Lu Xuan, can you control them now?"

Wu Yang felt Lu Xuan's body in his hand stiffen noticeably for a moment, and then relaxed.

Lu Xuan closed his eyes and hugged Wu Yang tightly. "I can control them a little, but it's a little troublesome... They are very annoying, and they desperately need a king."

"Are you the king?" Wu Yang couldn't help but ask as he looked at the person in his arms.

"No, I don't want to be their king." Lu Xuan said, "My only role now is probably to keep them away from us. I won't be their king."

"What about Song Zhe?" Wu Yang asked, "Is he also your subordinate?"

"No." Lu Xuan confirmed, "He is very dangerous, very... incredible."

Wu Yang didn't say anything. The danger of Song Zhe's existence was self-evident. Wu Yang hadn't even figured out his background or where he was, but he was sure that guy must have set his sights on Lu Xuan.

"Next time, use a gun to smash his head." Wu Yang said unhappily.

Lu Xuan didn't say anything, but leaned against Wu Yang's chest. He felt very tired at the moment. His body was also undergoing certain changes, and his five senses were getting stronger and stronger.

He listened to Wu Yang's heartbeat. He had heard this sound too many times. As soon as his body relaxed, fatigue burst out like a dam, uncontrollable.

"Are you sleepy?" Wu Yang asked in a low voice.

"Yeah." Lu Xuan nodded.

"Want to sleep?" Wu Yang asked again.

Lu Xuan nodded.

"Sleep with me?" Wu Yang raised his eyebrows.

Lu Xuan nodded. He wanted to relax now. He didn't want to hear those guys' voices. He just wanted to lean on Wu Yang and have a good sleep.

Just when the atmosphere was set to perfection, Wu Yang and Lu Xuan suddenly pricked up their ears. They looked in the other direction in search of the sound, and seeing the source of the unusual sound made Wu Yang furious.

The person who came was none other than Song Zhe, whom Wu Yang wanted to tear out the tendons and skin.

Song Zhe, wearing a pair of tattered pants and shirtless, seemed to be trying hard to pretend to be human. He looked at Wu Yang expressionlessly, his eyes still filled with disdain.

"What the hell are you looking at?" Wu Yang protected Lu Xuan behind him and pointed his sword at Song Zhe.

"Who are you? A gigolo!" Song Zhe looked at Wu Yang, not bothering to hide his disgust and disdain. His entire right arm seemed to be covered in a layer of armor in the blink of an eye. Seeing the two men about to fight, Lu Xuan started to play peacemaker.

"We've already fought... Can we have a good chat? Your name is Song Zhe, right?" Lu Xuan's tiredness was swept away at this moment, and his back was covered with cold sweat. Wu Yang was just fine, and he didn't want his man to become a sieve again.

I thought Song Zhe would have some rebellious thoughts, but unexpectedly, Song Zhe listened to Lu Xuan very much. He looked at Lu Xuan with eyes full of admiration and attachment.

"Brother Lu Xuan, you have already sent Lu Yang away, right?" Song Zhe ignored Wu Yang and looked at Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan's mind was confused, but he still remembered the name Lu Yang. It was the white-haired boy he had killed himself...