Chapter 148

"...Big monster?" Yuan Yuanyuan sat up with cross-legged legs, "Is this... the magic monster that Xianzhong pretended to be and was killed in the end?"

"Yes, it's him." The fat cat licked his beard again, "When I was very young, my grandfather told me this story. At that time, I wanted to know who this person was. Later, I checked and found that This person is Yuan Oh."

"How...you can see it." Yuan Yuan put on his legs and sat there with a quilt in his arms, looking humbly asking for advice.

"This is a story that has been circulating in the demon world for a long time. Basically, adults will tell it to children when they are young, so that the little monsters will run away when they meet the big monster. There are several other stories in the same series as this story, but those few The stories are basically all the little monsters suffer, and this one is the big monster."

The fat cat paused for a while, and then suddenly said, "I always feel that because this story is the one that suffered by the big monster, it is the most widely circulated among those stories."

"...Is it because everyone likes to watch big monsters get unlucky?" Yuan Yuanyuan asked.

"You can say the same." The fat cat lowered his head and started licking his paws.

"Don't... don't keep licking, I don't want your saliva all over my pillow." Yuan Yuanyuan pulled the fat cat's little paw down, "How did you find out later?"

"Just a little bit, right? Although this is a story, there may be some discrepancies with reality, but there are other pieces of information that are very reliable, such as the 'civil strife after World War I'." Fat Cat said, "Then A period of time corresponds to the famous Red Manhole War in history, which is the name of the human side, but most of the little monsters don't know it, they only say 'the civil strife after the First World War', just like you."

"The Red Manhole War, I know this, isn't it the war fought in 17?" Yuan Yuanyuan said.

"The Red Shajing War has been going on for a long time." Fat Cat said, "It doesn't refer to that one time alone, it refers to the collective name of those wars that occurred when the Blood Jade Demon Army rose in the late World War I, just like the Civil War or the War of Liberation. It's the same name."

He jumped on the table while talking, "It's not easy to find me really a knowledgeable cat these days. Don't you have a small notebook, take it out and write it down for me."

"Oh!" Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly came to her senses, and hurriedly turned around to get her book.

...

Liu An frowned at the plot above the comic.

He looked at it and thought, wasn't this what the three scars told him a few days ago...

In fact, there are a lot of discrepancies between what the three scars said and the comics. At least the three scars definitely didn't tell him in such detail. Such a rough man doesn't look like a person who can tell bedtime stories well. Telling a bedtime story like an old grandmother...that's a weird picture.

He just mentioned a few words to Liu An casually that day, because Liu An just wanted to know some customs in this area, so he asked a little.

Jiqiu expanded this a lot to write...

Looking at this picture, Liu An suddenly had a wonderful idea in his mind.

Can he in the future... just mention a few things in his daily life that he wants to know, and then see if Ji Qiu will explain it to him in detail in the comics?

Hmm...ideas...good indeed.

... is that the operability is a little more difficult.

Liu An shook his head and threw the idea aside, and then he continued to read on by himself.

Just when "Faning" and his friend on the cartoon were talking to each other, the picture suddenly changed, like an interlude, a picture was inserted.

[There is a person... He lowered his head, quietly fiddling with the things in his hands, holding a pen in his right hand, a white and slender hand, on a quiet bottle, slowly depicting a beautiful red plum.

The red plum was long and curved, and it looked particularly strong, slender and slender, with a large blank space beside it.

There was no expression on his face, he just looked at the red plum in his hand seriously, and slowly turned the bottle while drawing.

A pair of eyes stared at the bottle in their hands, blinking occasionally, long eyelashes like feathers. 】

[Then this big monster... is too miserable, what happened to that little monster?] At this moment, the voice-over of "Fanning" suddenly sounded.

["That little monster..."] His friend's voice also rang out, ["Then who knows, but it doesn't feel very good... That big monster ended up so miserable, so this little monster's It's definitely not going to end well, but it's better than dying in a prison anyway."]

The screen suddenly switched back to Faning's side.

["Ah?"] Faning asked, ["It's been a long time...you don't know who this little monster is?"]

["I...how can I know!" His friend began to be inexplicably annoyed again, "Okay, ask so many questions, this is a story! A story! Whoever tells a story to a child has to find a source and Get out there!"]

...

"So I looked at that story, found all the clues, and sorted out the source and destination." The fat cat nestled in Yuan Yuanyuan's legs.

As he recalled, he said, "The war of that year corresponds to the Hongshajing war. The civil strife in the story is the civil strife in the later period of Hongshajing, that is, the civil strife caused by the bloodline cleansing. The big monster of the Blood Jade Demon Army corresponds to It's Yiqi. That little monster corresponds to the monster on the cover this time. The two of them were really famous friends back then... I seriously doubt that this story actually contains some truth about the cause of Yiqi's death that year. "

"By the way, teacher, why did you just mention my legs?" Yuan Yuanyuan asked.

"Because of the warmth, you just turned on the electric blanket, don't you have any doubts in your heart?"

"Then how many kilos does your ass weigh, don't you have any idea in your heart?" Yuan Yuanyuan asked.

"Shut up, unfilial student." The fat cat flicked Yuan Yuanyuan's tail fiercely, "Just listen to what I have to say, what are you doing with so much nonsense?"

"Oh." Yuan Yuanyuan sat back again after being aggrieved. She was silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "Then you say...the two were good friends back then?"

"Specifically... how many bases can there be?"

"According to my grandfather, these two people are called two military flowers, and they are responsible for the front. Back then, when the army wanted to promote something, they were called the two of them, and they stood at the door with a sign that said 'The army welcomes you!' Kind work." Fat Cat said.

"That little monster is also from the Blood Jade Demon Army?"

"No." Fat Cat said, "He was not selected...but from another army. How difficult was it to enter the Blood Jade Army back then, how could he, an insect demon, get in?"

"Didn't they all go in?"

"One seven is one seven." The fat cat said, "The blood jade demon army monster race is kept secret, the known features are too obvious, there is no way to hide it, but no one knows from the beginning to the end. What kind of monster is Yiqi, I think his family has been defeated, but his ancestors should have a very powerful monster blood."

Yuan Yuanyuan licked the cat on her hand unconsciously, and was scratched again before she realized it. She was thinking about the fact that the four groups were actually friends with Yiqi back then.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly spoke slowly.

She didn't know what mood she was in, but suddenly wanted to talk to someone.

"Fat cat...just that little monster...you actually saw him that day, he's actually stupid now, you know? And the fuck is he's not only stupid but also tiger..."

"Ah... It's actually a bit obvious." The fat cat shook his tail, "Anyway, it was the four groups of Gu Kings in the northwest that year, how could they be afraid of blood."

"I remember that both you and Heihong knew him." Yuan Yuanyuan lowered her head, "Are the four groups famous?"

"The famous Li Siqun?" Fat Cat said, "I don't know what his name was before, anyway, at the Northwest Gu kiln, he was the Gu King who survived in the fourth kiln, and everyone called him Siqun after that. "

...

[The one in white! Damn Nima just doesn't give people a way to live, so handsome!!!]

[He should be a big monster, right? I really want to take a look at him... or let's see the handsome guy in white after watching Yuan...]

"The one in white! It's not the big monster! He's the little monster! The little monster!" Gao Ling shouted into the microphone.

The chat bar on the computer froze for a second.

[Fuck... The big guy's heart-piercing voice, my ears. 】

[Why is the boss so excited... By the way, what did the boss just say? Isn't that big monster the one in white clothes? 】

[But what Jiqiu means, the little brother in white should be one of the big monsters and the little monsters...]

"I know what you mean! But it's not what you think!" Gao Ling continued to shout into the microphone, "Ji Qiu's painting method is very misleading, but it's not like this, he used ancient costumes and hairstyles to Misleading readers, but the body shape will not change."

While talking, Gao Ling took a screenshot, "Look at this silhouette, I closed it with ps, there is basically no difference in body shape, the only difference is the clothes and hairstyle."

She passed the screenshots of the pictures on the computer, and the people in the group suddenly exclaimed, "Nima, what's going on? Why is it so stable?"

[I'm going, I'm completely alone after removing my clothes and hair... Why didn't I see it just now?]

[The boss is worthy of being a boss, this observation! How did you find out, boss? 】

Gao Ling didn't actually see it at first... But she was someone who had learned to draw and was sensitive to the human body. There was a picture in it that made her inexplicably care a little.

So she searched for a few hours to find a picture of Yuan, zoomed in and out with Photoshop and compared it, and found that it was indeed the same person.

But it can be seen that there are definitely not many people... Ji Qiu is too powerful, just changing his hair and clothes, he is completely another person.

...Or maybe Shi Yuan is too powerful, he just changed his clothes and hairstyle and became another person.

Gao Ling's heart was inexplicably a little fluctuating. She sat on a chair, looking sideways at the door. The computer in front of her was swiping the screen one by one. [Wait, if this big monster is Yuan... I'll go! 】

[Then it was Yuan who saved the little monster back then, and then because of the little monster, the end was miserable... should it be like this?]

【I, my mom...Did we accidentally discover the truth?】

[Famous detective, this is, has anyone else discovered it online now? Or is it just us who discovered it?]

Gao Ling stared at the door for a while, and suddenly the door was opened. Her mother pushed the door and walked in, "Little Linger? Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Ah, go to sleep right away." Gao Ling suddenly seemed to wake up, she quickly turned off the computer, then picked up the phone and got into the bed, secretly hiding under the covers and watching.

群里面已经从一开始的【我去，那个人怎么会是渊?】变成了【卧槽!!那个人是渊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊!!!!】

[Oh my god... if that person is Yuan... I'm going to drop my god, this foreshadowing is too big and terrible... I can't accept it... 】

[Nima I can't accept it even more... I can't accept it even more when I remember that this monster is actually a three-dimensional existence...]

[Yes, wait... This person actually exists in three dimensions?!! Why did I just forget about this?!! 】

【!!】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Gao Ling looked at the records in the chat column, and suddenly felt a strange feeling faintly in his heart.

Oh my god... this person exists in the third dimension... he is not a simple paper person...

And she had seen him once.

...can we see you again for the second time?

She turned her head to look at the little talisman that had just been sent by the head of the bed, corrected it a little, then buried her head in the quilt, and suddenly let out a strange laugh.