"Hongshajing... what is that?" The girls who were hiding their thoughts nearby listened for a long time but still couldn't hear clearly.
They wanted to continue listening, but the two uncles stopped talking and didn't say anything more.
On the first day, neither the monsters nor the humans did much because everyone was basically resting.
Yuan Yuanyuan slept until noon and looked at the time. It was time for lunch. The food had already been placed in the hall downstairs. When she came in yesterday, she saw a sign at the end of the corridor saying that meals would be served four times a day and the table would be cleared after mealtime. So it was probably time to eat at this time.
She changed into sportswear, pulled her hat tight, transformed, sneaked downstairs, took two steamed buns and a chicken, and went upstairs. Then she ate the chicken leg while playing with her cell phone.
Yuan Yuanyuan is a bit strange. What is the negotiation between monsters and humans like? Is there any precedent to look at
She ate her lunch by chewing on a steamed bun, and then began to prepare for tomorrow's "equipment" in a hurry. After all, she was timid, so she tended to overthink, right
Yuan Yuanyuan didn't have the rest of the things, so she took out the two daggers, whose types she still didn't know.
But the two knives could not be held directly in the hands. Yuan Yuanyuan thought about it, and searched the house for a long time. She found a bundle of transparent tape, so she tied several bundles of transparent tape on her legs and wrapped the scabbards on them.
After wrapping it up, Yuan Yuanyuan jumped a few times. When she found that nothing was wrong, she zipped up her long windbreaker to cover the two knives.
From today on, Yuan Yuanyuan was ready to keep both swords in hand. She opened the curtains a little and looked downstairs. There had been no fewer people downstairs since yesterday, but most of them were just standing outside and couldn't come in.
After taking a few glances, Yuan Yuanyuan casually pulled the curtains shut, leaving no gap at all, then changed her body shape and went downstairs.
At this time, most people have woken up, so there are still many people in the corridor.
Yuan Yuanyuan walked in the corridor, looking at the things hanging on the walls on both sides with a slight admiration.
Now that she had a good look, she realized that this hotel did have a different feeling. Just looking at the paintings on the wall, although they were of different styles, each one was very old, and when illuminated by the crystal chandelier above, they exuded a sense of historical sedimentation.
Yuan Yuanyuan usually thought she was quite knowledgeable... But now, looking at the paintings on the wall, she felt like a rough guy.
She wanted to take a few photos with her mobile phone. It wouldn't seem strange to do so because she saw someone else doing the same nearby. From time to time, someone stood in front of the wall and took a few photos in front of a painting. Some people squatted in front to take photos, and some people called on strangers to help take a few photos of themselves and their loved ones.
No one came to take pictures of Yuan Yuanyuan. She didn't know anyone on this floor and she didn't want to look for anyone, so she simply stood in front of the paintings and took pictures one by one, not taking pictures of people, only the paintings.
But she didn't know that she was creating a problem.
Other people's style of taking photos is to go sightseeing at a certain scenic spot and take a few commemorative photos.
The style of her photography is like... an archaeologist takes photos of ruins to include in the report...
Of course, Yuan Yuanyuan herself was not aware of this, so it was not until someone next to her suddenly laughed that she suddenly felt something was wrong.
Yuan Yuanyuan turned around and saw a quiet-looking girl standing next to her. She was wearing clothes from some Taoist sect and had a camera hanging around her neck.
"What are you doing?" The girl laughed so hard that tears came out. "Don't you have any friends or roommates? At the very least... can you also use a selfie mode? It's like making a documentary..."
Yuan Yuanyuan stood there without saying anything. In fact, she was already a little stiff. But the girl next to her was laughing, and suddenly took her cell phone from her, which stunned Yuan Yuanyuan again.
Before Yuan Yuanyuan could say anything, the girl next to her waved her hand and said, "Brother, please stand in the middle. I'll take the photo for you."
As she spoke, she waved her hand and said to Yuan Yuanyuan, "Stand a little to the left." Yuan Yuanyuan was a little confused as she looked at the camera on the phone, but she still slowly walked to the left, revealing half of the painting behind her.
"Yes, I smile once and you smile once," said the girl.
Yuan Yuanyuan listened to what the girl said and thought to herself, sister, I can’t smile. I never smile in front of the camera. I couldn’t even smile when I took the ID photo. Don’t force me... No, when did I become your brother
The girl tried to persuade him for a long time, but Yuan Yuanyuan still had that cold face. In the end, the girl could only take a photo like this, then handed the phone to Yuan Yuanyuan and said with a smile, "Brother, I'm from Sanqing Taoist Temple, where are you from?"
Yuan Yuanyuan looked at her phone and found nothing else except that photo.
She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the girl in front of her with a faint expression. She didn't say anything, just kept looking at her quietly.
There were only two of them in the corridor, and her shadow and the girl's shadow were stretched and projected on the ground. Yuan Yuan's shadow completely covered the girl's shadow, leaving no shadow at all.
Yuan Yuanyuan's face is now under the light. She is a full head taller than the girl. When she is not talking, she keeps her head down and looks at the girl, which puts a lot of pressure on the girl.
The girl laughed until she couldn't laugh anymore. She finally laughed awkwardly twice and said, "Well... I'm busy now. I won't bother you. We can talk again when we have the chance."
With that the girl turned and left. Yuan Yuanyuan watched the girl leave and fiddled with the phone in her hand for a while before she thought to herself, it turns out... this girl really didn't do anything else.
No... The point is that when that girl came just now, Yuan Yuanyuan was actually quite nervous, thinking that she was here to ask some questions or something, after all... Tsk.
It turned out that the girl really did nothing. Yuan Yuanyuan fiddled with her phone, thinking that she had misunderstood the girl... She had just deliberately scared her.
But that's not right. Yuan Yuanyuan looked up. Even the waiter knew she was Yuan... Oh, wait, she understood.
Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly realized at this moment that the waiter probably saw the name on the door instead of knowing that she was Yuan.
Oops, I got the wrong idea.
Only then did Yuan Yuanyuan realize that she was wrong to think that her identity had been exposed since the waiter called out her name yesterday. Most people still didn't know who she was.
She felt inexplicably happy. Thinking of the girl just now, she suddenly felt very sorry for her. While she was thinking about it, another person's voice suddenly rang out beside her, "Excuse me, do you have time now?"
Yuan Yuanyuan was feeling happy at the moment, but she was suddenly interrupted. She heard the voice and wondered who this was... What was wrong with her today? She always attracted strangers to talk to her.
She turned her head and didn't see anyone, but she saw a shadow as small as a palm falling to the ground.
Yuan Yuanyuan was stunned. She looked up and saw a tiny moth perched on the crystal chandelier above her head, facing the glaring light. Yuan Yuanyuan's pupils contracted for a moment before they suddenly focused.
But Yuan Yuanyuan didn't blink, just stared at the moth quietly.
"Master Yuan." Although the moth above his head was small, its voice was loud, "Demon leader, please come over. Please follow me."
Yuan Yuanyuan put the cell phone in her pocket, felt the position of her knife inconspicuously, and then followed the moth that was obviously a monster, slowly going up the stairs on the side.
…
"Why don't we see any handsome guys on this floor? I feel like... there don't seem to be many handsome guys in our sect." Several girls sat together, eating melon seeds and chatting.
"You can't say there aren't any... There really are. I saw our class's Yan Shen last month. His calves were as thin as my arms." said a girl.
"And then, did you hook up?" The girl next to him suddenly became interested and started asking questions.
"No." The girl shook her head, then paused and said, "Until I saw a girl coming out of his room that day, both of them had messy hair... I realized that I didn't like him."
"Pfft." A pretty girl burst out laughing when she heard this, "I heard that our Yan Shen this year has a pretty messy private life..."
"I was just at the blockade." A girl suddenly remembered something and said while eating melon seeds, "I saw a handsome guy. He was really handsome. He had fair skin and long, thin fingers. He should be from our sect..."
"Huh? Where? Block the head? Let's block the head?" The other girls all straightened up.
“Yes.” The girl smiled and then suddenly rolled her eyes. “I saw him taking pictures by himself, and he only took pictures of paintings and not people, so I went over and said let me take a picture for you. I just wanted to start a conversation, and my hints were so obvious. He even had his phone in his hand, so I asked him to give me his WeChat. But he ignored me.”
The girls next to them almost laughed themselves to death.
"Then he kept looking at me, and I was a little trembling." The girl said, "Later I returned the phone to him. Mainly because it was really scary. He had no expression when he stared at me, as if he didn't understand what I said."
"Where did this weird thing come from?" the girl next to her said with a smile.
"Don't laugh, maybe he is a real senior god, the old-fashioned kind. People like us who follow the master should not mess around." A girl with a very quiet look said, "But I remember our blockade was sealed off, right? Where did you go?"
…
Yuan Yuanyuan walked slowly through the corridor, and each step was very heavy... as if she was carrying a thousand pounds.
Wherever she passed, she cast a long shadow on the ground, like a ghost.
Yuan Yuanyuan walked into the house, slowly closed the door, smoothed her hair, walked into the bathroom, and filled a basin with cold water.
The basin was slowly filled with cold water. Yuan Yuanyuan dived into the basin and took her head out after a few seconds.
Looking at the cold person in the mirror, Yuan Yuanyuan wiped her face, picked up the towel beside her and wiped her face, and wiped the mirror at the same time.
The scar on the chest had not completely disappeared... but had turned into a small crescent shape.
Yuan Yuanyuan thought about what the white-bearded old man had just said to her, then looked at herself in the mirror. After a long time, she slowly walked back to the bed and buried herself in the quilt.