What did you say he drank
I said it was wine... I believed it anyway.
It's obviously blood, okay? If it wasn't blood, why would it be painted so red? How can wine be that red
Maybe it's blood wine, but Yuan'er Niang hasn't appeared much in the past two issues, and I'd really like to know what story is behind Yuan'er Niang.
Ahhhh, I feel so bad. Our Yuan is such a good kid. He would pick up any wandering ghosts. Please don’t abuse him…
Don't even think about it, it's impossible not to be sad. Based on my experience of reading comics for so many years, cartoonists are usually like this... These characters who have a tragic life story and personal charm are always shown in a secretive way at the beginning to show how awesome they are, and then suddenly die in the end, and then their life stories are revealed to earn readers' tears and make money and fans... Do you feel particularly involved when I say this
It is indeed quite immersive. At least after reading this person's comment, Yuan Yuanyuan in front of the screen automatically had several familiar figures in her mind... Some are no longer famous and some are not, but those who are not famous will probably be famous soon.
The figures of several famous old thieves linger in my mind for a long time. They are the people who control the life and death of two-dimensional characters.
However, Yuan Yuanyuan couldn't equate the person in the comment with the "Yuan" in "Yao Ji". From her perspective, she could see many things that were different from ordinary readers, so it was not easy for her to look at the characters in the work with a normal mind.
For example, if someone now says that she is the "Yuan", she may sneer in her heart, but she will not be able to make a strong rebuttal because the character in the comic does act according to her actions.
Whatever she did, the people in the anime would do the same. If she sneezed here, maybe the character over there would also sneeze. If she killed someone here, maybe the character over there would also kill someone.
The relationship between the two is so mysterious, yet they are completely different. Yuan Yuanyuan finds this a bit interesting.
There are many speculations about the identity of "Yuan" in the comment section. Blood is something that makes people think a lot. From ancient times to the present, many two-dimensional characters have relied on blood to cause trouble. It can be said to be a very effective magic weapon.
Yuan Yuanyuan didn't think Su could be like this. In the past, many of the 2D characters she had been Su about had attributes related to blood. At that time, all she could think of was "So Su, so Su, so Su!"
Now it was her turn, and she had many things to consider, such as where to collect the blood, what to do if the blood storage was insufficient, and it was quite painful to have blood drawn once a week... With so many things piled up in front of her, she didn't feel comfortable at all, she just felt tired, so tired that she even wanted to lose her personality.
Feeling... People see completely different things depending on where they are.
Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the picture again. The artist’s drawing was indeed beautiful, but it did not look like her... However, the two were said to be the same person, but not the same person. Yuan was more like a character she had played out.
Thinking of this, Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly transformed, posed in a few rather childish poses, and then disappeared.
She stood there, hugging her shoulders and wondering with a sense of pride whether these actions would appear in the next issue of the comics... Roo, your male god's every move is in my hands.
People who have lived a hard life for many years have basically learned to find joy in adversity. Yuan Yuanyuan felt that she had successfully mastered this skill.
…
"What the hell is going on? What level of monster was the one who saved us that day?" A girl was looking at her phone with her eyes wide open.
The page she was looking at was a picture of Yuan holding a small wine cup and drinking the red liquid in the cup. She looked at the picture for a while and said, "Ling'er, what do you think this blood is?"
"Based on my experience, what's in there is human blood." Gao Ling shook the pen in his hand, "Because if I want to create a super cool character, I will definitely draw it like this. On one hand, he is kind and will help humans, and on the other hand, he needs to drink human blood. Isn't this kind of character more profound?"
“… The fact that we were able to escape from him alive that day was a miracle, wasn’t it?” said another girl.
"Not necessarily. I think that monster is a pretty honest person. He doesn't seem like the type to kill people casually. When I met him that day, I thought he looked pretty reliable." Gao Ling said, "Of course, it could also be because he saved both of us, so I think he's reliable."
"But according to current speculation, this person should be a monster from ancient times. So I think there is something right in the comments. This monster may have had an interracial love affair with a human in the past. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why he is siding with humans. Of course, this love affair must have ended tragically."
She lowered her head and drew a few more strokes. "Although there are many such people in the comics I have read, I think that in the real world, such monsters are definitely not more than a handful, and the probability of encountering one is lower than winning two million."
After listening to her, her friend was silent for half a minute, and finally raised her head and said, "Ling'er, then we have won the first prize."
"Doesn't it feel like the world is quite magical..." Gao Ling drew a few more strokes on the drawing board, "Tsk, we didn't seize the opportunity that day. Maybe if we had worn better-looking clothes and put on more heavy makeup, we would have been able to see the two of us in the comics on Saturday."
"Okay, okay, okay, whoever wants to do it can do it. I won't do that. It sounds scary." Her friend waved her hands and asked, "What are you drawing?"
"Ah? I drew the scene of him saving us both that day." Gao Ling looked at the picture on the screen. "This is you. I made you look prettier on purpose."
"It's not that important to you. Your drawing of us is so simple, but your drawing of him is so complicated." Her friend looked at the picture on the screen with disdain.
"That person is really good-looking." Gao Ling said, "In fact, when he first appeared at the entrance of the alley that day, I was stunned. I wondered if he was a real person or a model. It was just like a retouched photo. Later, when I saw him move, I knew it was real."
"Really? I didn't see it. I fainted early that day."
"Then you've suffered a great loss." Gao Ling applied the color carefully. She used the purest red to paint the lips, and then used black to slowly paint the hair and eyes.
While they were talking here, Yuan Yuanyuan was wearing all black and walking in a remote wilderness.
She came out to see what level she had reached after practicing the Blood Jade Demonic Art... When she tried some small-scale magic in the house, she felt that the obscure feeling she had before was swept away, as if her Ren and Du meridians were forcibly opened.
So it is said that evil ways are the easiest. Look at the so-called Yin-replenishing Yang, and then look at the Book of the Sunflower. They all work quickly and have strong effects.
Ever since she saw the fire dragon in the cartoon that day, Yuan Yuanyuan didn't dare to practice those powerful magic in the house, for fear of accidentally setting her house on fire. She knew that she had made rapid progress after practicing the Blood Jade Magic Technique, changing every day, but she didn't know what level she had reached now.
She performed a basic fire magic spell and chanted a spell. Suddenly, a smaller fire dragon appeared above the open space and shot straight towards the open space in front.
Yuan Yuanyuan was stunned when she saw the power of the fire dragon. After all, she had only seen it in comics before, and it was not as shocking as in reality. Now seeing the live-action version for the first time, it was really shocking, and a feeling of heat baked her face.
She held the spell for only three seconds before letting go. The area in front of her was already charred black.
So she really had mastered this magic, and the comic that night was not exaggerated. She did not turn back into a weakling after her rampage.
Yuan Yuanyuan blew on her fingers and was about to leave when she suddenly realized that she was not the only one here...
A tree not far away suddenly moved, and a man in black jumped down from it. The man was wearing a very strange mask with a laughing face printed on it, and he was wearing a black suit that covered his head to toe, even his hair was covered.
She looked at the man who was slowly walking towards her, her face expressionless, but she was thinking in her heart, where did this guy come from
Oh, by the way... She hasn't learned those detection magics yet, so she can't find out if there are any monsters hiding nearby.
Yuan Yuanyuan didn't know the person in front of her, but she didn't dare to show any expression on her face, let alone let others see that she was scared. She transformed before coming out, because a tavern girl would never use that kind of magic.
She watched the man walk up to her, and the first thing he asked was, "You're still alive?"
“… Yeah.” Yuan Yuanyuan nodded.
"I thought you were already dead."
…what are we two talking about.
Yuan Yuanyuan felt completely confused, with cold sweat on her forehead. She stood there for a long time, listening to the breathing of the man opposite her. He obviously didn't want to say more. He just said a few words, and then the two of them remained silent.
After another minute, the man asked, "Since you are alive, do you still want to come back?"
"No, I don't want to anymore." Yuan Yuanyuan answered almost subconsciously.
The man said, "Then you should be careful."
After he said this, he suddenly disappeared from the spot. Yuan Yuanyuan stayed in the open space for ten minutes before she dared to leave.
She rushed back into the house, her heart still beating fast as she closed the door and ended the illusion.
I always feel like I escaped a disaster today.