The three big ones were arranged in order, with the top, middle and bottom flowers arranged in sequence, and each flower was the same size.
The three flowers are all round and painted red, a red that looks like dried blood. The edges are jagged like a wound from a knife.
Yuan Yuanyuan couldn't tell what she felt when she saw that flower, she just felt uneasy for no reason. Although the flower was really beautiful and had a very delicate design, Yuan Yuanyuan even suspected that it was a totem.
She has been in the demon world for so long, and she has seen many demon family crests that are very exquisite. She has also seen many totems. Many demons can tell where they are from just by looking at the totem.
Group leader: That pattern is very famous, but nowadays few monsters know about it, mainly because except for the subordinates of the King of Monsters, no one dares to use it now.
Black and Red: What are you talking about? Are you talking about that big red flower? That thing is used by the Hundred Demon Guards. So you actually saw it in City C? Where is it? Don't tell anyone, it's easy to get into trouble.
Quanquan: …causing trouble? What kind of trouble
Group leader: Well... I don't think you understand even if I tell you a little devil, so just don't say anything. That thing actually has a history, if you want to know I'll tell you, but don't get involved in deeper things, you're just a naive person... Tsk tsk.
Yuan Yuanyuan didn't pay much attention to Fat Cat's slightly sarcastic tone. She flipped through Fat Cat's words and found that it was actually a very sad story.
It is said that in the past, monsters would put on makeup before going to the battlefield. They would try to make themselves look delicate and beautiful. Not only women would put on makeup, but men would also put on makeup.
This is because the probability of monsters surviving at that time was very small, especially when going to the battlefield, so they had to wear makeup so that even if they died on the battlefield, they would not look too ugly.
This was the rule of the old monsters in ancient times. Later, this custom was gradually abandoned, mainly because the monsters later on did not have the leisure or time to do so.
However, this saying has been passed down slowly. For monsters, putting on makeup on their faces before going to the battlefield always gives them a poetic feeling, just like the ancient people's Liushang Qushui, which is very artistic.
Simply put, it's suitable for showing off.
Yuan Yuanyuan silently made a summary.
This kind of makeup has its own particular techniques, but they have gradually been lost. Now no one knows how to do it specifically. Although the monsters have no way to recreate it, they used another method. I don't know who suddenly came up with the idea to paint such a big flower on the face.
This is not a kind of makeup, it is just a symbol. In ancient times, many monsters used nice words to describe those monsters with makeup on, and the most commonly used word was "face like peach blossoms".
So some monsters used that big flower to symbolize that beautiful face that looks like a peach blossom. For a while, this kind of mask with big flowers was very popular, and children loved to wear it during festivals.
later…
Later, the war came. All the monsters who were not suitable to show their faces on the battlefield wore this kind of mask. The mask gradually developed into a headgear, with flowers of the same style, different sizes and numbers painted on it according to their respective ranks.
There are fewer and fewer children wearing this kind of masks during festivals. Today, this kind of masks has a completely different meaning. They are all stained with the blood of monsters.
Yuan Yuanyuan searched for a long time and understood two things - first, the monsters wearing this headgear were all soldiers.
The second thing, and this "official"... probably refers to the King of Monsters in S City.
After all this time, they are considered "official" soldiers. If we have soldiers here, like the security team that usually protects the safety of City C, they are considered private soldiers.
Yuan Yuanyuan pondered for a long time, but she felt something was wrong. After a while, she realized what was wrong. What the hell, "official soldiers and private soldiers"? Why does this sound so much like the words used in Ming and Qing dramas about the intrigues between princes of different surnames and emperors? If I remember correctly, I would have died early in the morning.
Yuan Yuanyuan didn't want to take the issue of government soldiers and private soldiers too seriously. In fact, she was a little too sensitive to this. If it were a little higher, she would be able to discover a lot of things.
However, after looking at it, Yuan Yuanyuan put the phone aside and continued to wipe the glass in front of her.
Liu An didn't come back until noon. He came back in a hurry because it was already very late.
This was the first time he came back late. Something happened last night and delayed him for a while. He came back in a hurry because he was afraid that his boss would worry.
As a result, when he came back, he found that the boss was cleaning the windows and the room was bustling with activity.
Liu An looked at the boss who was cleaning the windows in confusion, and suddenly saw that several windows on the first floor were broken.
"Wait, what happened? Why are several windows broken?" Liu An hurried over and asked.
"Brother Liu An! You don't know what happened last night. I was almost scared to death. A group of people suddenly broke in, wearing masks." Tang Shi gestured to Liu An with her hands and feet.
"Okay, don't tell him. Eat your meal first and we'll talk after that." Yuan Yuanyuan waved her hand, interrupting their conversation.
Although Liu An was a little confused, he quickly helped.
While Yuan Yuanyuan was casually wiping the glass here, the scene outside was completely different from the peaceful scene inside the shop.
"Since he is fine, everyone can go back." In the small house on the mountain, an old man sighed deeply, "Everyone has been busy all night, please go back and rest quickly."
After hearing this, the monsters in the house prepared to go back, but the old man behind them said, "Please Lin Gutou and Lian Sanniang stay."
Two people stopped in their tracks. One was a woman in white who was about to go out, and the other was a man who was leaning against the door and had been looking around bored all night.
No one else in the room felt anything strange, as if this kind of thing happened all the time.
The two of them remained standing in the room after everyone else had left.
"Excuse me, sir, do you have any other instructions?" asked the man called Lin Gutou. He leaned against the window, as if he had no bones, leaning against whatever he could get.
"This time they came in so casually... I just found a bone." The old man sighed deeply, "Next time, I don't know if they will come in so brazenly and cut off my head."
"No, sir, at your age, can't you just think about something peaceful?" Lin Guotou said. "Although I also look down on this little place of ours... But how can I put it? After all, this is not someone else's toilet. We can't come and go as we please."
After hearing this, the old man in front of him picked up a brush next to him and threw it at him fiercely, "This is definitely not someone else's toilet! Good boy, what you said is even more cruel than others."
"Can we... open the shield again?" Lian Sanniang said hesitantly: "We are really struggling here recently... Not only is the communication with the King of Hundred Demons not smooth, but the surrounding cities have also begun to stir recently."
"Yeah." Lin Gutou rubbed his eyes. "Those psychopaths have been playing the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons every day recently, and they keep coming this way, as if they're afraid we won't see them. Can we also have a Night Parade of a Hundred Demons and go to the border someday?"
"This is a display of strength." The old man said, "We can't do it again... Doing it once is enough to cause talk. Doing it twice, everyone will probably know that something is wrong here."
Lin Gutou looked at the blue sky outside.
In fact, that shield is officially called the C City Guardian Shield, but in the eyes of most monsters, that thing is just a shield of shame.
About a hundred years ago, the sky in City C was always a bright blue color, whether it was day or night.
Although that thing did protect the lives of many civilians during the war, to be honest, Lin Gutou himself didn't like this cover. Every time he saw the bright blue color in the sky, he always felt upset.
The monster who originally proposed making this mask was also very interesting. He is now living in a small clothing store in the kindergarten area, but later... it seems that he is the one who is most annoyed by this mask.
"Yuan's strength is a little different from what I thought." The old man continued, "So far, those who have managed to escape from Hongshajing have basically had their demonic power greatly reduced and their lifespan shortened. But according to the people who just came back last night, it didn't take Yuan much time to deal with those people."
"How long exactly?" Lin Gutou looked up at the old man.
"About twenty minutes. But there was a little girl with him at the time, and he disappeared for a while. I guess he sent the little girl away."
"Amazing." Lian Sanniang beside him sighed. "Thirty-seven three-flower and two four-flower monsters died yesterday. I guess there are not many monsters in the world today who can kill so many people in such a short time."
"We don't know what the Blood Jade Demonic Art says yet." Lin Guotou said, "But now it seems... it may have something different from ordinary demonic arts."
"The head of the Li family didn't come yesterday, and he didn't come today either. He said he wanted to avoid suspicion, but in fact..." said the old man.
"Old man, what exactly happened between the Li family and Yuan back then? You never explained it to us clearly?" Lin Gutou said.
"Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing, and I don't know much about what happened back then." The old man said, "But I think the head of the Li family is too careful to guard against Yuan... He has never contacted us actively since he came back. Sanniang went to find him, but he was not very interested. After all, we used a place in an aristocratic family to make him agree to stay."
"I think Yuan has taken the initiative to show weakness. He doesn't participate in the affairs of the top leaders, and doesn't mention the past. I thought he chose to stay somewhere quiet because he knew he didn't have much time to live, but yesterday..." A deep wrinkle appeared on the old man's face, "He seems... No different from the past."
"It's all the same and hard to guess."
The old man looked out the window, where there was a tall tree with purple flowers blooming on it.
"Yuan, what on earth are you thinking about?"
…
Yuan Yuanyuan was cleaning the glass while listening to the conversation between Liu An and Tang Shi. "Why did you come back so late?"
"Something happened yesterday... Someone came to our place to cause trouble, and almost caused an accident." Liu An smiled embarrassedly. He never mentioned where he worked because he was afraid that his boss would think being a street scavenger was an unlucky job.
As he spoke, he carefully touched the mark on the back of his hand, which was scratched by someone last night...
"Liu An, have you thought about what I told you?" Yuan Yuanyuan said, "Go live somewhere else for the next few days, and come back when you are fine. I will observe you for a few days. Remember to keep practicing what I taught you."
"Okay." Liu An said. "I'll stay at my friend's place for a few days."
He thought again of the woman he met yesterday.
Tsk. I hope I don't meet her again.
Liu An continued to wipe the window desperately, and suddenly found a barely noticeable red dot on the window.
He paused, then used a rag to wipe off the red spot as if he hadn't noticed anything.