I saw him enter this courtyard.

It slowly approaches.

It knows that it has arrived at this human residence.

The mystery this human gives it makes it feel vaguely afraid of the human being.

It's ready.

It thought it was ready...

But the next picture that caught my eye almost shocked it to lose its language function.

OK, so many monsters!?

...

Zhu Yu just let his eyes sweep across...

I saw a lot of monsters...

After accidentally encountering the monster among them, it suddenly withdrew its gaze.

...

It makes itself refocus on the human beings in front of us.

This human being... is far more...unfathomable than it thought.

As a monster, it has never seen so many monsters gather together at once.

How did this human do it?

Let so many monsters stay together?

Still have peace?

...

etc!

This human-

Before its thoughts could emerge completely, the protagonist in its mind turned around and looked at it.

It immediately seemed like the pause button was pressed.

Not only did the restless limbs stop.

Even the thoughts in my mind stagnated for a moment.

...

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Zhu Qi looking at him with a complicated face, Xiao Xiao bent the corner of his mouth.

"Is there any problem?"

...

What's the problem?

Zhu Qi grinned.

The two forelimbs were slightly backed a little without any trace.

"Mr.~"

...

Does this human have any collector habits?

After Zhu Yu stayed in human society for a long time, many human situations were considered to be a little bit vague.

For example, the term collectivism.

It understood what it means by chance.

It once met an old man who claimed to be a collector.

I will patiently organize my collection every day.

Gentle eyebrows and eyes.

With the peace of time.

An elderly person who usually doesn't react quickly will feel like he has become a different person once he is involved in his collection.

The elderly’s children actually don’t like the elderly’s collections.

Because the old man's collection is not a valuable antique.

They are all very ordinary and old objects.

To their opinion, it is hard to say that those who collect rags do not necessarily need these things.

But the old man is still a treasure.

It's like a child showing them everywhere.

What makes the elderly and children even more unbearable is...

The old man continues to collect.

It is something that is equivalent to garbage in the eyes of ordinary people.

The elderly’s children have become angry about this.

What strange collectors do you have to scold the elderly? Like this kind of rag?

...

Inexplicably, it remembered the word collectivism that time.

In my later experience, I understood more about the meaning of this word.

Collection eroticism seems to be not a pleasant word in some cases.

...

Zhu Qin thought, for example, what it is facing now.

Does this human have any habit of collecting monsters?

So put so many monsters in your own home?

Zhu Qi felt a chill on his spine surged up.

The hairs all over its body exploded faintly.

Is it the next target of this human being?

It will also be trapped in this yard and become one of these monsters?

...

Xiao Xiao twitched slightly.

Although he does not have the ability to read the mind.

But Zhu Qi's problems and expressions have already shown a lot.

He looked sideways.

Right-

Maybe it's not accurate to say quietly.

The suddenly rich plum fragrance clearly revealed the plum girl's approaching.
Chapter completed!