Just four days before the Spring Festival, Fei Mao called Yuan Yuanyuan and asked her if she had enough money to celebrate the New Year.
Yuan Yuanyuan has already taken a day off at home. The Chinese New Year is approaching, and the pub is also closed. The little monsters who usually work there are all preparing to pack up and leave.
Of course, if you don't want to leave, you can. Yuan Yuanyuan even asked around and found out that the little monsters who have nowhere to go can stay here and live with the people in the tavern. Sister Lizi and Siqun went back early, but there are still many monsters in the tavern. Once the door is closed, it still looks very lively.
These were the most comfortable days in the tavern, reminding Yuan Yuanyuan of the afternoon after the final exams in middle school. On the day she left, all the cups in the kitchen were cleaned up, and only a few dozen cups with butterflies were taken out and placed outside for the tavern's own monsters to use.
Yuan Yuanyuan felt extremely complicated when she received the call from Fat Cat, because she didn't expect that in all these years, the only person who called her to express her condolences was actually a psychotic cat...
However, Yuan Yuanyuan still thanked Feimao for his kindness. He must have seen that Yuan Yuanyuan's situation was not that good. At this time, he was still wondering whether she could celebrate the New Year smoothly. The second generation of rich people was inexplicably more approachable.
Yuan Yuanyuan has been asking around these past few days to see if anything has happened in the nursery area. She was worried that someone had come to mess with her shabby little shop, but she didn't expect that after several days, everything there was surprisingly calm.
So before the Chinese New Year, Yuan Yuanyuan wanted to go over and clean up the house. It was a traditional custom to clean the house before the Chinese New Year. So she quietly used Tian Gang to escape from her home to the small shop in the nursery area at around 1 a.m.
She appeared one street away from the store, then walked towards the door. From a distance, she saw the tall tree, still emitting green light in the dark night.
Yuan Yuanyuan took out the key and wanted to open the door. When she lowered her head, she suddenly found something stuffed in the crack of her door.
She squatted down and pulled out the rolled-up silk cloth from the crack in the door.
"Hello, Lord Yuan." Suddenly, a black smoke slowly appeared behind her, and a figure emerged from it, kneeling down towards Yuan Yuanyuan and said.
Yuan Yuanyuan was still studying what the roll of silk cloth in her hand was. When she turned around, she was suddenly confused.
She looked at the person behind her who was wearing a black robe and kneeling on one knee, and subconsciously began to ponder his kneeling posture.
Oh my, it’s really amazing that we can still see people like this in this day and age. They’re just like the ancient guards, so cool.
This small waist, these long legs, and this retro outfit... When Yuan Yuanyuan was admiring the black-robed man, the black-robed man opposite said, "I am a subordinate of Bai Yaoling, the current monster leader of City C. Our king very much hopes that you can spare some time to talk to him."
This leg... Um, um, what? Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly came to her senses. She silently recalled in her mind who the monster leader of this city C was.
Well... for a little monster like her, the highest level monster she could come into contact with was nothing more than a monster at the level of her boss. There was even a time when she thought that the boss of City C was her boss.
But gradually she realized that this might not be the case... Because although their boss had always been called the boss by the little monsters below, it was obvious that she was only in charge of a part of City C.
City C is obviously a whole. Her boss and the woman in white are each in charge of an area and do not interfere with each other. This is simply an incredible thing for a whole city.
Obviously there is a person who is higher than them. Yuan Yuanyuan vaguely feels that the higher-level person is this "Bai Yaoling".
It sounds like a very celestial name... I always feel that the prototype is something like Jilin wild ginseng.
Yuan Yuanyuan turned the key in her hand and opened the door. She didn't know how long the black-robed man had been squatting outside, and why he suddenly appeared when she came back. The robe he was wearing was exactly the same as the black-robed man who always came here before.
If Yuan Yuanyuan hadn't been more careful and hadn't been using the chessboard trick, she would have been frightened by the game.
"What do you think?" asked the man in black robe.
"Okay, but when?" Yuan Yuanyuan asked. What she really wanted to ask was, can it be quicker? It's almost the New Year.
"It will be during the Hundred Demons Festival." The black-robed man bowed and said, "I have delivered my message. I will take my leave now."
After saying this, his figure suddenly turned into a puff of black smoke again and disappeared from the spot.
Yuan Yuanyuan turned around, pushed open the door and walked in. She thought that the monster had learned some tricks quite well... Especially the trick of disappearing in the air and reappearing in the air, which already had some prototypes of Tiangang Disha.
But the moving distance obviously can't be too far, and... the traces are a bit too obvious.
She glanced at a place outside the window, shook her head gently, then lowered her head, picked up a rag or something and prepared to wipe the table.
Hmm... It seems that the person who is going to meet her this time is an important person. She has to be prepared at any time, or run away if she fails.
But before that, Yuan Yuanyuan must clarify one thing.
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Quanquan: Hundred Demons Festival... How are you going to celebrate it
Group leader: It’s just the same as previous years, nothing good to experience.
Black and Red: I’ll see this year. If there’s a big monster leading us, I’ll go over. If there’s no monster leading us, I won’t go over.
Yuan Yuanyuan didn't want to ask how to celebrate the Hundred Demons Festival at first. She wanted to ask the specific day of the Hundred Demons Festival. But then she thought that this question was a bit too strange, so she changed the way she asked the question.
She had a vague guess in her mind, and she remembered that one night during the Chinese New Year, she looked up in the sky and saw a hundred demons parading at night. There was nothing strange about a hundred demons parading at night, but the strange thing was that she actually saw three different teams of demons parading at night in a row that day.
The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons is a very troublesome thing to do. Generally, the chances of two teams meeting each other are slim, let alone three. Yuan Yuanyuan always thought that day was quite strange. Now that she thinks about it, if it was a festival, it wouldn't be strange to make it so grand. However, she didn't remember when it was exactly. She only remembered that it was around the fifth or sixth day of the first lunar month.
The group leader and Hei Hongse chatted for a long time but didn't get to the point Yuan Yuanyuan wanted to know, so she gave up a little. But then she thought, there's another place where she could probably get the answer to when the Hundred Demons Festival was.
—It’s autumn.
Yuan Yuanyuan found that the popular science information in the comic book "Yao Ji" was really useful. After all, it was drawn for humans, so many things were explained in great detail.
Just like the last time about the custom of monsters giving each other gifts, it was written in extreme detail, even more detailed than what other monsters told Yuan Yuanyuan.
When will "Monster Records" be updated next time... Yuan Yuanyuan counted on her fingers, and it was exactly midnight on New Year's Eve.
I don’t know whether the cartoonists will take a vacation. If Ji Qiu doesn’t take a vacation, she can wait for the comics while staying up all night.
If Ji Qiu really wanted to paint... he wouldn't not paint such a grand event, right? He would have to have a voice-over to introduce it.
Yuan Yuanyuan thought about it three times and felt that her idea was reliable. She thought about it three more times and suddenly felt that she was crazy...
She buried her head in the pillow and arched back and forth...
Uncomfortable...
There were a few scattered stones on the table, each of which was marked, tied with a small rope, and tied with a large mark to prevent it from being lost.
Poor, it's really hard...
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Liu An looked at the woman opposite him. For some reason, she came again.
Of course, this time she didn't come to steal the body again... In fact, she came to apologize and brought gifts.
Liu An took the gift and thought it was over. Yao Ji would probably explode into fireworks next week. He looked at the woman in front of him. After she gave him the gift, she sat for a while, then got up and left.
From beginning to end, he said less than ten sentences.
This time... She unexpectedly looks like a good girl.
Liu An looked at the thing in his hand. It was beautifully packaged. After opening it, he found a sewn coat inside.
He looked at the clothes and picked it up. It had thick fur on it and felt very comfortable.
The woman walked out of the incinerator and after walking two streets, she suddenly turned her head and looked back.
A look of frustration suddenly appeared on her face.
"Why didn't he react at all? This shouldn't be the case... It's different from what's drawn in the painting." She bit her lip and muttered softly.
She took out a black hairband from her pocket, tied up her loose hair, then walked into a store and came out after twenty minutes.
When she came out again, she was wearing a black shirt and an elegant long skirt, with exquisite makeup on her face, which was completely different from when she first met Liu An.
She lowered her head again and looked at the phone in her hand.
"Li Zi, come back soon, your grandfather is looking for you."
"Help me stop it." The woman sent a message back.
"How can I stop you... Your teacher is unwilling to teach you again, and is now yelling at your grandfather in the house. What did you do to her?"
"That old woman," the woman replied, "is so annoying. She insisted on teaching me. If I refused, she would ask my grandfather to come over and complain to me every day. It's really interesting. I have chased away so many teachers. How can I be afraid of her? She really thinks she is so important."
"So what are you going to do? If you keep going like this, your grandfather will really beat you up."
"Beat me if you want. Beat me to death is the best. I never wanted to be born. Who made my father give birth to me?" The woman hung up the phone angrily.
She took her cell phone, put it in her pocket, and walked down the street, sneaking around like a student who had just skipped school.
On the other side, Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the small stones on her table and began to worry.
The ones she bought before... She can almost memorize them.
Ah... Why can't someone come and teach her properly? Since she became a monster, she realized what a great invention the nine-year compulsory education was.
When she was in high school, she was worried about why she couldn't finish her exercise books. She would throw away one after finishing it. Now, if there is an exercise book related to witchcraft in front of her... there will be no questions left that she can do.
Yuan Yuanyuan fiddled with the white peace locket on her chest.
… Save some more money, cut the dinner money in half, and buy a new one.