Yuan Yuanyuan had been guessing about this person's identity. Although she was not very smart, after thinking about it for a few days, she gradually came to a conclusion.
First of all, this person should be very familiar with Yiqi, and secondly, the two of them should have a good relationship.
Yuan Yuanyuan initially set her sights on Siqun and even sneaked over to test him, but after saying a few words, Yuan Yuanyuan felt that she was probably confused and only came up with the method of testing Siqun.
However, Yuan Yuanyuan really felt that Siqun had a great possibility, but Siqun could not find out anything. So Yuan Yuanyuan silently put the hat on Siqun's head, and no one talked about this matter.
Siqun was even more relaxed than Yuanyuan in this period, still quietly squatting in the back to wash cups. Sometimes Yuanyuan thought that the other party was quite good, and she didn't know how many years this kind of life had lasted.
Yuan Yuanyuan has been observing Siqun recently. This is the time she has observed Siqun the most in the past year. As a result, she did not confirm whether Siqun was the person in the cartoon. Instead, she discovered another particularly interesting thing.
That day, Yuan Yuanyuan accidentally pushed the door into the kitchen and called out "Siqun'er" but no one answered. She searched for a long time but still couldn't find anyone. She thought Siqun had gone out and was a little worried.
After all, the fourth group is different from before... Although he was a popular male god before, no one knew that he was Yuan’s friend at that time. Now that people know that he was Yuan’s good friend back then, who knows what will happen.
Yuan Yuanyuan wanted to push the door open and go out to look for it, but when she turned around, she was suddenly stunned.
There was a huge moth lying on the curtain in the back kitchen...
No, this thing doesn't look like a moth...
Yuan Yuanyuan walked over silently, looked at the white butterfly on the floral curtain, and looked out the window. It just so happened that it snowed the day before, and it was icy outside...
A butterfly appeared out of nowhere... The greenhouse effect is too much...
Yuan Yuanyuan thought it was a silkworm pupa bought from the kitchen next door that hatched into a big moth because of the hot weather. She was about to execute it on the spot, but found out it was actually a butterfly.
Little Fudie... Where did you get this from? Yuan Yuanyuan thought about it and wondered if it was a pet of a guest outside.
She touched the butterfly's wings with her hand, and the butterfly trembled twice, then suddenly flew towards the ground. Yuan Yuanyuan's eyes blurred, and before she could see clearly, she suddenly found that the butterfly emitted a soft light and then became bigger.
"Hmm?" Yuan Yuanyuan just watched silently as the little white butterfly fell to the ground and slowly grew larger. Then the outline of a person squatting there appeared. The four groups of people she had been looking for for a long time were squatting there...
“… Qun’er, what are you doing?” Yuan Yuanyuan went over and patted Si Qun’s back.
“I feel sleepy.” Siqun yawned, “I want to sleep…”
Yuan Yuanyuan silently put her hand down and walked towards the lounge over there.
The next second, all kinds of weird noises came out of the lounge, including strange scratching sounds on the wall, "Oh oh oh oh" sounds, and "Why are you so stupid?" sounds. The four groups were quiet the whole time, continuing to squat there and wash the cups...
About five minutes later, Yuan Yuanyuan finally came out. She closed the door and looked at Siqun with sparkling eyes, "Siqun, was that your prototype just now?"
"Yes..." Siqun said weakly.
"Why have I never seen you change before?" Yuan Yuanyuan said.
The four groups lowered their heads and said nothing.
The high combat power plus the butterfly demon setting is really very Su... No wonder Siqun looks so cool. We are at a disadvantage because we are a little stupid, otherwise he would be a real male god.
Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the four groups and thought that the white butterfly just now was quite pretty. Although it didn’t have any patterns, its wings were very big and it looked very energetic. It was obviously a particularly beautiful butterfly.
She touched Siqun's head again and was pricked again, making Yuan Yuanyuan grimace in pain.
Suddenly Yuan Yuanyuan felt a little strange, and she looked at Siqun's bumpy hair.
Generally speaking, there are many connections between the prototype of a monster and its initial transformation. For example, if a monster with bright feathers transforms, it will have brightly colored hair.
Yuan Yuanyuan is a half-demon with a special case, so the general situation cannot be applied to her. However, Yuan Yuanyuan thinks that Siqun's special hair must be related to his prototype, and he should reflect on his prototype.
For example, the color of the patterns on the wings, or the antennae or something... Anyway, Siqun's hair doesn't seem to be congenital, it must have been the result of some kind of injury acquired later in life.
Yuan Yuanyuan recalled the butterfly she had just seen, but couldn't figure out where it was injured. Since she couldn't touch Siqun's hair, she touched his forehead. After hesitating for a while, she asked, "Qun'er, what is this hair of yours... wings or feathers? No... butterflies don't have feathers..."
Siqun scratched his hair and said, "It's a bunch of silk that I spit out when I was a pupa..."
"..." Yuan Yuanyuan was silent for a while. How do butterflies form pupae? Aren't silkworms the ones that spin silk? So the one just now was a moth, right
... But it is quite magical that Siqun’s hair is this kind of thing. After a butterfly turns into a butterfly, there is no pupa, right?... Is it because of this that poor Siqun’s hairstyle has become a non-mainstream one
Well... okay, at least I didn't become bald.
Yuan Yuanyuan felt curious again, so she took this opportunity to carefully ask Siqun, "What do you feel when I touch your hair?"
"I don't feel anything." Siqun shook his head blankly.
… Then why did it hurt so much when she touched me? This isn’t fair.
Yuan Yuanyuan touched it tentatively, and this time she tried to hold on a little longer, which made her grimace in pain.
This was the first time she had ever lasted so long before, probably because curiosity overwhelmed her reason.
This is how some suicidal behaviors occur.
She persisted until red marks appeared on her fingers.
When she put her hands down, Yuan Yuanyuan's hands were shaking. She was really shocked this time. She never thought that Siqun's hair was so powerful. She thought it would just hurt a little, but she was actually hurt.
What a serious injury... Yuan Yuanyuan quickly took her hand away to see what it looked like. Si Qun sat on a small stool and stared at Yuan Yuanyuan's movements blankly without saying a word.
Yuan Yuanyuan blew on her hand, observing the marks of injury, and suddenly stopped blowing. She frowned, and gently pressed the red marks on her hand with her other hand, and her face gradually became ugly.
The place where she pressed became obviously redder, and slowly red spots emerged. This was subcutaneous bleeding... Yuan Yuanyuan was familiar with this because she had been seriously injured twice and both times she was like this.
However, those two times, it was not her hands that were injured, but her internal organs. Bleeding from her hands was not that serious, but bleeding from her internal organs was very scary.
"Silver thread... what could it be?"
"Three thousand silver threads?"
The conversation she had with Fat Cat long, long ago suddenly appeared in Yuan Yuanyuan's mind.
She looked down at Siqun's black hair, then looked at the wound on her hand, and suddenly asked slowly, "Siqun... did you have white hair before?"
"... Seems so?" Siqun said.
"It seems like... What does that mean?" Yuan Yuanyuan asked.
"When he was not so stupid, his hair was still white. But when he became stupid, his hair turned black. It shows that whether a person is putting in effort can be reflected in his hair." Sister Lizi suddenly walked in and said to Yuan Yuanyuan, "Why did you suddenly ask about Siqun's hair? Did someone say something to you?"
“No, no, no…” Yuan Yuanyuan quietly stuffed her hands into her sleeves. The sleeves of clothes in the tavern were relatively large, so it was easier to hide them.
"Don't listen to their nonsense." Sister Li Zi waved her hand. "The four groups are doing well now. The three of us should just stay in the kitchen and not worry about anything happening outside. It would be great if we could just close the door."
"Yes, yes, yes..." Yuan Yuanyuan nodded repeatedly. She thought Sister Li Zi might think that someone outside had said something to her, but she didn't interfere too much. She just said a few words. After all, given the current situation of Siqun, no one came to say anything to Yuan Yuanyuan, and Sister Li Zi didn't believe it. She couldn't say anything more now. Sister Li Zi was different from Siqun. She was very smart, and she would be suspected if she said too much.
Yuan Yuanyuan washed the cups obediently that day, and then got off work. On the way home, she kept thinking about this matter.
There are many things that she would always forget if no one reminded her, for example, Siqun’s surname is Li, and he is the younger brother of the head of the Li family.
Although the two people look very similar, their personalities are very different, so it is not surprising that Yuan Yuanyuan always forgets.
She pushed open the door and saw Fat Cat squatting there, teasing Xiaoying. Ever since Yuan Yuanyuan told Fat Cat that the little girl in the first episode was Xiaoying, Fat Cat has been pestering Xiaoying, and then heard the story of sending pork ribs from her... Fat Cat's reaction at that time was to look at Xiaoying silently, and said the word "warrior" with his eyes.
After that, Fat Cat began to play with Xiaoying wholeheartedly to relieve his boredom.
"Fat cat..." Yuan Yuanyuan pushed the door open with a heavy heart, "What do you think the hair of a butterfly demon should be..."
"Butterfly demon's hair? What could that be?" Fat Cat was stunned for a moment, "What's so special about that thing?"
"... No, nothing special?" Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly got an answer that was a bit unexpected. She thought about it and began to look for other clues. "Uh... this butterfly... this butterfly is a Gu King... but his brain is not working well. Will a poor brain affect his hair? These two places are quite close..."
She talked for a long time before she suddenly realized that Fat Cat was looking at her as if she were an idiot.
"Fuck, why are you looking at me like that?" Yuan Yuanyuan asked.
"Although I haven't seen many butterfly monsters, after all, they are really rare. Generally, they are dead before they can cultivate into monsters." Fat Cat said, "But I still know what the Gu King's hair is..."
"What?" Yuan Yuanyuan was still confused.
"Gu!" Fat Cat said, "That thing is the Gu in the legend! Haven't you watched the TV series? Haven't you read the novel? Are you stupid?"