"Siqun, what do you mean by this sentence?" Yuan Yuanyuan asked Siqun, who was squatting at the door eating, holding the notebook in her hand.
Siqun was nibbling on a peeled roasted sweet potato, blowing on it as he ate it, squatting at the door and looking up at Yuan Yuanyuan.
His face was red from the roasted sweet potatoes. Yuan Yuanyuan squatted with him, holding a notebook.
She was afraid that Siqun might not understand the simplified Chinese characters she remembered, so she repeated them in standard Mandarin.
Sister Li Zi said that if you don't know anything, you can ask her brother. Yuan Yuanyuan saw that the fourth group had nothing to do at the moment, so she came over with a notebook and asked.
She felt a little nervous, mainly because she was afraid that she would scare Siqun away halfway through asking questions. The two of them were not very familiar with each other, so she deliberately chose a time when the atmosphere was more harmonious.
The four groups were quite good this time, and they didn't run away...
After listening to this, he held the sweet potato in his hands and thought for a while, then whispered, "It's just... when the monster transforms, you have to be careful of things that may lead to manifestation... every monster is different."
"Is every monster different?" Yuan Yuanyuan took the notebook back. With Siqun's explanation, she could understand the examples that followed a little better.
There are several examples here. The first one is that snakes will reveal themselves unconsciously after drinking realgar wine. Yuan Yuanyuan was puzzled when she didn’t understand it for the first time, wondering why they suddenly talked about the Legend of the White Snake...
She took out her pen and made a mark on her notebook. Feeling her eyes were sore, she decided to take a break and went to the plate over there to grab a sweet potato to eat as well.
This sweet potato was baked to perfection. Holding it in your hand warms your heart. The whole kitchen was filled with the sweet aroma of sweet potato. After eating one, Yuan Yuanyuan felt her face flushed and she burped with satisfaction.
The temperature has dropped a bit in the past few days. I can feel the water temperature has dropped when I am washing cups in the kitchen. My hands are a little cold. Now it is really a blessing to eat a roasted sweet potato.
On the way home, Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the leaves starting to fall around her, and she was actually in a good mood. She went downstairs to buy a pair of waterproof gloves, and who knew that she would run into someone she had always avoided.
Yuan Yuanyuan turned around and wanted to leave, but Xiaoying caught up with her. She had no choice but to follow Xiaoying upstairs.
When they got to the door, Yuan Yuanyuan took out the key to open it, but Xiaoying just kept staring at her and refused to leave. Her eyes were so dazzling that Yuan Yuanyuan had to turn around and ask, "Why don't you go home?"
"Sister Yuanyuan..." Xiaoying whispered, "How good are you?"
“… How powerful?” Yuan Yuanyuan asked expressionlessly.
"Yes, that's it... What type are you? Inuyasha? Seshomaru? Nura Rikuo?"
Yuan Yuanyuan watched Xiaoying keep asking and silently recalled, "… Do you know that there is a creature called Natto Monk among Japanese monsters?"
"… Know."
"Did you know there's a monster called Sweeping God in Onmyoji?"
“… Yeah.”
"Hmm..." Yuan Yuanyuan nodded, she turned and went into the house and closed the door.
She looked at the empty house and let out a long sigh, thinking that they would not disturb me this time.
Xiaoying's matter has come to an end just like that.
She originally thought that she would make up some weird excuse to get away with it, but who knew that at the critical moment she actually told a lie that didn't really sound like a lie.
What she said was partly true and partly false, but in the final analysis, she didn't say it explicitly, so everyone just knew it.
Nowadays, children are not so easy to fool. She put herself in their shoes and thought about it. She herself started thinking about the origin of humans and the universe when she was in junior high school. She also thought about how humans should survive in this world...
Her two-dimensional face was clearly printed on "Yao Ji", and she had been hiding for the past few days, so it might not have been easy to fool people.
Yuan Yuanyuan lay on the table, looking at the densely packed handwriting on the notebook. In two days, she memorized more than a hundred items, completely forgetting to eat and sleep, because the sooner she mastered this thing, the sooner she would have more means to protect herself.
How should I put it... The principle of this thing is this: if you let a person starve for a week, he may never waste food again after he comes out. If you let a person be thirsty for three days, he may convert to believing in the river god after he comes out.
Yuan Yuanyuan had never thought that she would be able to sit down calmly and memorize three days' worth of books so long after graduating from high school.
She picked up the water cup beside her and took a sip. When she was in school, she was not considered smart. She was a liberal arts student who only memorized things by rote. Unfortunately, she studied science.
The sunlight outside was extremely dazzling, but Yuan Yuanyuan was still looking at her notes seriously, jotting down a few words from time to time.
She had no idea that because of a detail in the previous comic, the monsters and Taoist priests were already in chaos...
The comic has just been released for two days, so not many people have reacted to it. In addition, the flow of information among monsters is relatively closed, so the number of people who know about it is small, and the number is growing very slowly.
And there is another very crucial reason - not many monsters and Taoists know about this matter, and those who know are unwilling to talk about it.
"Hey, why do I think this thing is a little... familiar?" In the tavern, Sister Li Zi was looking at a newly bought comic book. Ever since the Four Groups appeared in the comics, she asked Yan Xiaofu to buy back all the physical magazine versions of "Yao Ji" so far.
She and Siqun both lived in the tavern. At this moment, Siqun was sitting aside, gesturing with his hands in the air, while Sister Li was reading the latest issue of the comics, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
"This thing..." Sister Lizi flipped through it again, "Why is it so blurry? Make it bigger."
Siqun was still leaning against the wall, gesturing with his hands, and looking drowsy. Sister Lizi patted his head and said, "Hey, go to bed and sleep. Don't sleep here."
He opened his eyes, looked at Sister Li a little dazedly, and continued to gesture in a half-asleep and half-awake manner.
"That can't be true... I remember that all the people back then died, so how could such a person suddenly appear?" Sister Li Zi said.
She took a last look at the painting and saw the thing around the neck of the "man in black". It was red with a black rope, small and a little unclear.
Last time she was busy watching the four groups' scenes. This was the first time she read it from beginning to end and saw such a detail.
She looked at it a few more times, and finally retracted her gaze and touched the four people next to her, "Hey, what are you gesturing?"
"... draw a straight line." Siqun opened his eyes and said, "Sister... you said you don't need a ruler to draw a straight line, so why can't you draw a straight line?"
… Sister Lizi glanced at Siqun and reached out to rub his messy hair. “Stop drawing and go to bed.”
When Yuan Yuanyuan went to work the next day, she saw Siqun gesturing with his hands. His expression and eyes looked dull, and even the speed of washing dishes was half a beat slower than usual.
She was watching from the side and was afraid that this sissy would drool down the corners of his mouth.
"What's wrong with your brother?" Yuan Yuanyuan turned around and asked Sister Li Zi.
"Oh, he's wondering why he can't draw a straight line without a ruler." Sister Li Zi glanced at Siqun and then looked away.
… What the hell is this question
Yuan Yuanyuan picked up her phone and walked over to Siqun, and opened the Candy Crush game on her phone. "Come on, Xiaoqun, find something interesting to play. Don't think about those nonsense things. Your brain will hurt if you think about them."
Siqun took the phone in a daze. Yuan Yuanyuan pressed his head in front of the phone, pointed at the square on it and demonstrated to him, then let him play with it by himself, and then continued to wash dishes and memorize the handwriting.
"Hey, it really works. What method did you use?" After a while, Sister Lizi came over, looking excited, "He really didn't draw the line for fun, he was playing with your thing."
"That's normal. I've met a withdrawn child before. He could stare at the basin for a whole day." Yuan Yuanyuan said, "Find him something else to play with. Otherwise, if he stays alone and doesn't talk for a long time, he'll get sick."
She stacked the washed cups together and thought that monsters were probably used to the law of the jungle and had no idea about mental health. It was obvious that Siqun had mental problems, otherwise how could a 1.8-meter-tall boy be weaker than a little girl.
Yuan Yuanyuan was washing the cups, and at the same time, he was thinking about washing Siqun's share. He usually looked really pitiful... the kind of inexplicably pitiful. Today, he finally had the chance to play a game that modern people could play, so he might as well play for a while longer.
Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly heard a slight sound coming from behind. After a while, she lowered her head and looked at Siqun who had walked up to her without her noticing.
He was squatting there with his butt sticking out, his cell phone put aside, and he was drawing something on the ground.
Seen from behind, Siqun was really thin, with that small waist... When the light shone from the side, his face was extremely pale, and his eyebrows and eyes were extremely dark, just like blue and white patterns painted on a white porcelain cup.
As for her appearance... It's not that Yuan Yuanyuan is bad, the key point is that this face would be stunningly beautiful on a girl, but would look a little feminine inexplicably on a man... in short, sissy.
She had been wandering the martial arts world for so many years and had seen many handsome male monsters, but to be so feminine... was truly unprecedented and would never be seen again.
In fact, she thought that if this guy changed his hair to long and said he was a girl, their tavern might become popular.
"What are you doing?" Yuan Yuanyuan asked, looking at Siqun who was lowering his head and didn't know what he was doing.
"Draw a straight line..." Siqun said weakly.
“Oh…” Yuan Yuanyuan turned her head back, thinking that the child was hopeless. Just as she was about to call Sister Lizi over, she suddenly saw a bright blue light coming out from the place on the ground that Siqun had just drawn with his hands.
The floor of their kitchen... suddenly caved in, and Yuan Yuanyuan felt like she was falling from mid-air with a thud, and the cabinets and chairs around her fell down with her.
The stack of cups in front of her also fell down with a "swish", shook a few times, but did not fall over.
Yuan Yuanyuan looked back in shock. She didn't know if the ground had sunk. If so, the soil underneath must have been compacted and as hard as rock.
"... There are no cockroaches this time." At this moment, she suddenly heard four groups of cockroaches whispering behind her, "They made a nest down there... I couldn't kill them all, and now they are all dead..."
…
Huh? What just happened
Yuan Yuanyuan's eyes suddenly became dead silent.
Even if she knew nothing, she knew that what she had just done was definitely not simple.
Such advanced sorcery... you use it to... kill cockroaches
"Xiao Qun'er..." She lowered her head and asked, "What is the name of that move just now?"
"Line Power."
"oh… "
…
Fuck you, you’re trying to be cute. Are you as cute as me
This fucked up world.