The three big ones were arranged in order, top, middle and bottom, and each one was the same size.

The three flowers are all round, all painted in red, a red that looks like dried blood. The edges are jagged like a wound from a knife.

Yuan Yuanyuan couldn't tell what she felt when she saw that flower, she just felt uneasy for no reason. Although the flower was really beautiful and had a very delicate design, Yuan Yuanyuan even suspected that it was a totem.

She had been in the demon world for so long, and she had seen many demon family crests that were very exquisite. She had also seen quite a few totems, and there were many demons who could tell where a demon came from just by looking at the totem.

[Group leader: That pattern is very famous, but nowadays few monsters know about it. Mainly because no one dares to use it except the subordinates of the King of Monsters.]

[Black and Red: What are you talking about? Are you talking about that big red flower? That thing is used by the Hundred Demon Guards. So you actually saw this thing in City C? Where is it? Don't tell anyone, it's easy to get into trouble.]

【Quanquan: ...causing trouble? What kind of trouble?】

[Group leader: Well... I think you don't understand even if I tell you, so just don't say anything. That thing actually has a history. If you want to know, I'll tell you, but don't mix in any deeper stuff. You're just a naive person... Tsk tsk. ]

Yuan Yuanyuan didn't pay much attention to Fat Cat's slightly sarcastic tone. She flipped through Fat Cat's words and found that it was actually a very sad story.

It is said that in the past, monsters would put on makeup before going to the battlefield. They would try to make themselves look delicate and beautiful, not only for women, but also for men.

This is because the chances of monsters surviving at that time were very small, especially when going to the battlefield, so they had to put on makeup so that even if they died on the battlefield, they would not look too ugly.

This was the rule of the old monsters in ancient times. Later, this custom was gradually abandoned, mainly because the monsters later on did not have the leisure time or the time.

However, this saying has slowly spread. For monsters, putting on makeup before going to the battlefield always has a poetic feeling, just like the ancient people's flowing wine cups and winding water, which is very artistic.

Simply put, it's suitable for showing off.

Yuan Yuanyuan silently made a summary.

This kind of makeup has its own particular techniques, but they have been lost over time. Now no one knows how to do it specifically. Although the monsters couldn't restore it, they used another method. I don't know who suddenly came up with the idea to paint such a big flower on the face.

This is not a kind of makeup, it is just a symbol. In ancient times, there were many monsters that used nice words to describe those monsters with makeup, and the most commonly used word was "face like peach blossoms".

So the monsters used the big flower to symbolize the beautiful face that looked like a peach blossom. For a while, this kind of mask with big flowers was very popular, and children loved to wear it during festivals.

Later...

Later, war came. All the monsters who were not suitable to show their faces on the battlefield wore this mask. The mask gradually developed into a headgear with flowers of the same style, different sizes and numbers painted on it according to their respective ranks.

The number of children wearing such masks during festivals has decreased. Today, these masks have a completely different meaning: they are stained with the blood of monsters.

Yuan Yuanyuan searched for a long time and understood two things - first, the monsters wearing this headgear were all soldiers.

The second thing, and this "official"... probably refers to the King of Monsters in S City.

After all this trouble, they are considered "official" soldiers. If we have soldiers here, like the security team that usually protects the safety of City C, they are considered private soldiers.

Yuan Yuanyuan pondered for a long time, but she felt something was wrong. After a while, she realized something was wrong. What the hell, the official soldiers and private soldiers? Why did this sound so much like the words used in Ming and Qing dramas to describe the intrigues between the emperor and the princes of different surnames? If I remember correctly, I would have died early in the morning.

Yuan Yuanyuan didn't want to take the issue of soldiers and private soldiers too seriously. In fact, she was a little less sensitive to this. If she was a little more sensitive, she would be able to discover a lot of things.

However, after seeing it, Yuan Yuanyuan put her phone aside and continued to wipe the glass in front of her.

Liu An didn't come back until noon. He came back in a hurry because it was already very late.

This was the first time he came back late. Something happened last night and delayed him for a while. He came back in a hurry because he was afraid that his boss would worry.

As a result, when he just came back, he found that the boss was cleaning the windows and the room was bustling with activity.

Liu An looked at the boss who was cleaning the windows in confusion, and suddenly saw that several windows on the first floor were broken.

"Wait, what happened? Why are several windows broken?" Liu An hurried over and asked.

"Brother Liu An! You don't know what happened last night. I was almost scared to death. A group of people suddenly broke in, wearing masks." Tang Shi gestured to Liu An with her hands and feet.

"Okay, stop telling him. Eat your meal first and we'll talk afterward." Yuan Yuanyuan waved her hand, interrupting their conversation.

Although Liu An was a little confused, he quickly helped.

While Yuan Yuanyuan was casually wiping the glass here, the scene outside was completely different from the peaceful scene inside the shop.

"Since he is fine, we can go back now." An old man in the small house on the mountain sighed deeply, "We have been busy all night, please go back and have a rest."

After hearing this, the monsters in the house prepared to go back, but the old man behind them said, "Please ask Lin Gutou and Lian Sanniang to stay."

Two people stopped in their tracks. One was a woman in white who was about to go out, and the other was a man who had been leaning against the door and looking around bored all night.

No one else in the room felt anything strange, as if this kind of thing happened all the time.

The two of them remained standing in the room after everyone else had left.

"Excuse me, sir, do you have any other instructions?" asked the man called Lin Gutou. He leaned against the window, as if he had no bones, and leaned against whatever he could get.

"This time they came in so casually...bones." The old man sighed deeply, "Next time, I don't know if they will come in brazenly and cut off my head."

"No, sir, at your age, can't you just think about something peaceful?" Lin Gutou said. "Although I do look down on this little place of ours... but how should I put it? After all, this is not someone else's toilet, you can come and go as you please."

After hearing what he said, the old man in front of him picked up a brush and threw it at him fiercely, "This is definitely not someone else's toilet! Good boy, you're even more cruel than others."

"Can we... open the shield again?" Lian Sanniang said hesitantly: "We are really struggling here recently... Not only is the communication with the King of Hundred Demons not smooth, but the surrounding cities have also begun to stir recently."

"Yeah." Lin Gutou rubbed his eyes. "Those psychopaths have been playing the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons every day recently, and they keep walking towards this side, as if they were afraid that we can't see them. Can we also have a Night Parade of One Hundred Demons and stroll around the border one day?"

"This is a display of strength," the old man said. "Don't do it again... Doing it once is enough to cause talk. Doing it twice will probably make everyone know that something is wrong here."

Lin Gutou looked at the blue sky outside.

Actually, the official name of that shield is the C City Defense Shield, but in the eyes of most monsters, that thing is just a shield of shame.

About a hundred years ago, the sky over City C was always a bright blue, whether it was day or night.

Although that thing did protect the lives of many civilians during the war, to be honest, Lin Gutou himself did not like this cover. Every time he saw the blue sky, he always felt upset.

By the way, the monster who originally proposed making this mask was also very interesting. He is now living in a small clothing store in the kindergarten area, but later... it seems that he is the one who is most annoyed by this mask.

"Yuan's strength is a little different from what I thought." The old man continued, "So far, those who have managed to escape from Hongshajing have basically had their demonic power greatly reduced and their lifespan shortened. However, according to the people who just came back last night, it didn't take Yuan much time to deal with those people."

"How long exactly?" Lin Gutou looked up at the old man.

"About 20 minutes. But there was a little girl with him at the time, and he disappeared for a while. I guess he sent the little girl away."

"Amazing." Lian Sanniang beside him exclaimed. "Thirty-seven three-flower and two four-flower monsters died yesterday. I guess there are not many monsters in the world today who can deal with so many people in this amount of time."

"We still don't know what the Blood Jade Demonic Art says," said Lin Gutou, "but it seems...it may have something different from ordinary magic."

"The head of the Li family didn't come yesterday, and he didn't come today either. He said he wanted to avoid suspicion, but in reality..." said the old man.

"Old man, what exactly happened between the Li family and Yuan back then? You never explained it to us clearly?" Lin Gutou said.

"Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing, and I don't know much about what happened back then." The old man said, "But I think the head of the Li family is too cautious... He has never contacted us since he came back. When Sanniang went to find him, he was not very interested. In the end, he agreed to stay only because he was given a place in the noble family."

"I think Yuan has taken the initiative to show weakness. He doesn't participate in the affairs of the high-level officials, and doesn't mention the past. I thought he chose to find a quiet place to stay because he knew he would not live long. But yesterday..." A deep wrinkle appeared on the old man's face, "He seems... Compared with the past, there is no difference."

"It's all the same, making people guess."

The old man looked out the window, where there was a tall tree with purple flowers blooming on it.

"Yuan, what on earth are you thinking about?"

…

Yuan Yuanyuan cleaned the windows while listening to the conversation between Liu An and Tang Shi. "Why did you come back so late?"

"Something happened yesterday...someone came to our place to cause trouble, and an accident almost happened." Liu An smiled embarrassedly. He never mentioned where he worked because he was afraid that his boss would think being a scavenger was an unlucky job.

As he spoke, he carefully touched the mark on the back of his hand. It was where someone grabbed him last night...

"Liu An, have you considered what I told you?" Yuan Yuanyuan said, "Go live somewhere else for the next few days, and come back when everything is fine. I will observe you for a few days. Remember to keep practicing what I taught you."

"Okay." Liu An said. "I'll stay with my friend for a few days."

He thought again of the woman he met yesterday.

Tsk. I hope I don't run into her again.

Liu An continued to wipe the window desperately, and suddenly found a barely noticeable red dot on the window.

He paused for a moment, then used a rag to wipe off the red spot as if he hadn't noticed anything.