Fang Siyuan took a look, secretly happy, and felt that his method was too right! He reached out and took the paper cup he had placed on the cupboard, poured some water, and took a few sips.

The sound of "Shasha" rubbing the pen and paper quickly stopped, Ye Zhao handed over the painted objects with a blank face, Fang Siyuan took the last sip of water and took the painting, thinking: Oh, the painting is fast enough!

However, the moment he saw the picture, the saliva was sprayed out without a drop. Fortunately, he was half-sideways, so it was the piece of land near the wooden stool that suffered, otherwise—Fang Siyuan looked at Ye Zhao His still expressionless face shook. He felt that the action just now seemed to be too much, so he explained: "Then what, I just think that a vicious big boss who has killed so many people has grown into a little boy, a little...cough, violated, So surprised."

Little boy? Almost everyone was stunned for a moment. Only Ye Zhao's expressionless face became stiffer. He reached out and took out the notebook in Fang Siyuan's hand, along with the pen he was holding, and threw it to Nie Renyan.

Ye Zhao's descriptions have always been concise and direct. Fang Siyuan listened to those words and felt that he understood each word separately, but he couldn't imagine what the monster looked like when connected together. jī juvenile!

After Nie Renyan finished drawing, he showed it to Ye Zhao, and he revised and revised the things he pointed out many times. Finally, Lord Ye nodded.

He handed the finished draft to Fang Siyuan, who almost kneeled to him after reading it. He was definitely a master who could draw such a vivid monster according to Ye Zhao's description.

Xia Zhiming took the painting over, glanced at it and said, "This thing looks a little strange. But this painting doesn't need to be changed, you can report it directly." After that, we can draw together!" After speaking, he asked Fang Siyuan to hand it back to Nie Renyan, who didn't show anything strange, just nodded and raised his eyebrows and said, "No problem, you will pay for the hard work."

Because all three of them had seen the monster, so this time the description was very detailed, and Nie Renyan only revised it two or three times this time to get it done.

He had been lying on the bed with a fever and had no strange reaction at all. The things he drew were quite different from those of the monster, and they took shape after revisions. These three points made Xia Zhiming almost dispel the thought that flashed in his mind when he saw Nie Renyan. . He coughed lightly, temporarily put aside the last remaining doubt, and said, "By the way, there is something I forgot to say before."

"Huh?" Ye Zhaogang tore off the little boy he had drawn in the sketchbook, and when he heard what he said, he raised his eyes and said lightly, "What's the matter?" His slender fingers with sharp joints destroyed the whole painting without any pause. Corpse extermination.

Nie Renyan tried to snatch the little boy and save it, but failed, he could only watch it turn into a scrap of paper in the trash can, but unfortunately it didn't work. God knows that the last time he saw something painted by Ye Zhao himself was in art class in high school. Of course, since he and Ye Zhao were together, he did all the paintings for him, and Ye Zhao didn't touch his pen again until the art class was cancelled.

Xia Zhiming said, "I always think I might know him that guy covered in black mist."

"Huh?" Luo Xiaochen was shocked, "Why do you know both of them? But speaking of it, I thought he looked at you differently at the time."

Xia Zhiming nodded: "That person's voice is very unfamiliar, but the tone of his speech, I always feel that I have heard it somewhere..."

"But looking at that man's expression, he must not know me and Ye Zhao." Luo Xiaochen added.

Fang Siyuan summed it up: "In other words, the person who killed you only knew the boss, and the one who saved you knew the boss, Brother Ye, and me. Then you say, do those two know each other?"

Xia Zhiming snorted: "I don't know how they would fight."

"Maybe it's just to save people?" Luo Xiaochen guessed.

"How did he know that we were in the broken forest? I think it's more reliable to say that he followed that black fog monster all the way to the forest."

Ye Zhao remained silent, but quietly observed the subtle changes in Nie Renyan's expression. He frowned slightly when he heard Xia Zhiming say that he knew the person wrapped in the black mist.

"Ye Zhao, what do you think?" Luo Xiaochen suddenly pulled Ye Zhao into the discussion.

Ye Zhao said lightly: "I want to know more than how the one who saved us got into the woods, how did the man who was covered in black mist crash into the woods, and he just happened to know that I had a dagger."

"So?" Xia Zhiming thought for a while and said, "You took out the dagger when you were fighting the first monster..."

"Well." Ye Zhao added, "And that one seems to be a little afraid of the dagger."

"That is to say, there is also a connection between the two monsters... Either they are enemies, one hears that the other is afraid of the dagger, so they want to come over and grab it to deal with it; or they belong to a group, one is afraid, and the other comes. Take it and destroy it."