Just four days before the Spring Festival, Fat Cat called Yuan Yuanyuan and asked her if she had enough money to celebrate the New Year.

Yuan Yuanyuan has already taken a day off at home. The Chinese New Year is approaching, and the tavern is also closed. The little monsters who usually work part-time are all ready to pack up and leave.

Of course, if you don't want to leave, you can. Yuan Yuanyuan even asked around and found out that the little monsters who have nowhere to go can stay here and live with the people in the tavern. Sister Lizi and Siqun went back early, but there are still many monsters in the tavern. Once the door is closed, it still looks very lively.

These were the most comfortable days in the tavern, reminding Yuan Yuanyuan of the afternoon after her final exams in middle school. On the day she left, all the cups in the kitchen were cleaned up, except for a few dozen cups with butterflies, which were placed outside for the tavern's own monsters to use.

Yuan Yuanyuan felt extremely complicated when she received the call from Fatty Cat, because she didn't expect that after all these years, the only person who called her to express her condolences was actually a mentally ill cat...

However, Yuan Yuanyuan still thanked Fatty Cat for his kindness. He must have seen that Yuan Yuanyuan's situation was not that good. At this time, he was still wondering whether she could have a smooth New Year. The second generation of rich people were inexplicably more approachable.

Yuan Yuanyuan had been asking around these past few days to see if anything had happened in the nursery area. She was worried that someone had taken over her shabby little shop and messed with it. Unexpectedly, after several days, everything there was surprisingly peaceful.

So before the Chinese New Year, Yuan Yuanyuan wanted to go over and clean up the house. It was a traditional custom. Did she need to clean the house before the Chinese New Year? So she quietly used Tian Gang to escape from her home to the small shop in the nursery area at around 1 a.m.

She appeared a block away from the store and walked towards the door. From a distance, she saw the tall tree, still glowing green in the dark night.

Yuan Yuanyuan took out the key and tried to open the door. When she lowered her head, she suddenly found something stuck in the crack of her door.

She squatted down and pulled out the rolled-up silk cloth from the crack in the door.

"Hello, Lord Yuan." Suddenly, a black smoke appeared slowly behind her, and a figure emerged from it, kneeling down and speaking to Yuan Yuanyuan.

Yuan Yuanyuan was still studying what the roll of silk cloth in her hand was, but when she turned around, she was suddenly confused.

She looked at the person wearing a black robe and kneeling on one knee behind her, and subconsciously began to wonder about his kneeling posture.

Oh my, it's amazing that we can still see people like this in this day and age. They're just like the ancient guards, so cool.

Such a small waist, such long legs, and such retro clothes... When Yuan Yuanyuan was admiring the black-robed man, the black-robed man opposite said, "I am a subordinate of Bai Yaoling, the current monster leader of City C. Our king very much hopes that you can spare some time to talk to him."

This leg... um, um, what? Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly came to her senses. She silently recalled who the monster leader of City C was.

Well... for a little monster like her, the highest level monster she could come into contact with was nothing more than a monster of the same level as her boss. There was even a time when she thought that the boss of City C was her boss.

But gradually she realized that this might not be the case... because although their boss has always been called the boss by the little monsters below, it is obvious that she is only in charge of an area of ​​City C.

City C is obviously a whole. The boss and the woman in white are in charge of different areas respectively and they do not interfere with each other. This is simply incredible for a city as a whole.

Obviously there is a person who is higher than them. Yuan Yuanyuan vaguely feels that the higher-level person is this "Bai Yao Ling".

It sounds like a very celestial name... I always feel that the prototype is something like Jilin wild ginseng.

Yuan Yuanyuan turned the key in her hand and opened the door. She didn't know how long the black-robed man had been squatting outside, and why he suddenly appeared when she came back. The robe he was wearing was exactly the same as the black-robed man who always came here before.

If Yuan Yuanyuan hadn't been more careful and hadn't been using the chessboard trick, she would have been frightened while playing.

"What... do you think?" asked the man in black robe.

"Okay, but when?" Yuan Yuanyuan said. What she really wanted to ask was, can it be quicker? It's almost the New Year.

"During the Hundred Demons Festival," the black-robed man bowed and said, "I have delivered my message. I will take my leave now."

After saying this, his figure suddenly turned into a puff of black smoke again and disappeared on the spot.

Yuan Yuanyuan turned around, opened the door and walked in. She thought that the monster had learned some tricks quite well... Especially the trick of disappearing in the air and reappearing in the air, which already had some resemblance to the Heavenly Gangs and Earthly Demons.

However, the moving distance obviously cannot be too far, and... the traces are a bit too obvious.

She glanced at a place outside the window, shook her head gently, then lowered her head, picked up something like a rag and prepared to wipe the table.

Hmm...it seems that the person who is going to meet her this time is an important person. She has to be prepared at all times, or run away if she fails.

But before that, Yuan Yuanyuan had to make one thing clear.

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[Quanquan: How are you going to celebrate the Hundred Demons Festival? ]

[Group leader: It's just like every year, nothing good to celebrate. ]

[Black and Red: I'll see this year. If there's a big monster leading us, I'll go over. If there's no monster leading us, I won't go over.]

Yuan Yuanyuan didn't originally want to ask how to celebrate the Hundred Demons Festival. She wanted to ask the specific day of the Hundred Demons Festival. But then she thought that asking this question was a bit too strange, so she changed the way she asked the question.

She had a vague guess in her mind, and she remembered that one Chinese New Year, she looked up one night and saw a hundred demons parading in the sky. There was nothing strange about a hundred demons parading at night, but the strange thing was that she actually saw three different teams of demons parading at night in a row that day.

The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons is a very troublesome thing to do. Generally, the chances of two teams meeting each other are not high, let alone three. Yuan Yuanyuan always thought that day was quite strange. Now think about it, if it was a festival, it would not be strange to make it so grand. However, she didn't know when it was exactly, and only remembered that it was around the fifth or sixth day of the first lunar month.

The group leader and Hei Hongse chatted for a long time but didn't get to the point Yuan Yuanyuan wanted to know, so she gave up. But then she thought, there's another place where she could probably get some information about when the Hundred Demons Festival was.

——Ji Qiu.

Yuan Yuanyuan found that the popular science in the comic book "Yao Ji" was really useful. After all, it was drawn for humans, so many things were explained in great detail.

Just like the last time about the custom of monsters giving each other gifts, it was described in extreme detail, even more detailed than what other monsters told Yuan Yuanyuan.

When will "Demon Records" be updated next time... Yuan Yuanyuan counted on her fingers, and it was exactly midnight on New Year's Eve.

I don’t know if the cartoonists will take a vacation. If they don’t, she can wait for the comics while aging.

If Ji Qiu really wanted to paint... he wouldn't fail to paint such a grand event, right? He would have to give it a voice-over introduction.

Yuan Yuanyuan thought about it three times and felt that her idea was reliable. She thought about it three more times and suddenly felt that she was crazy...

She buried her head in the pillow and moved it back and forth...

Uncomfortable...

There were a few scattered stones on the table, each of which was marked, tied with a small rope, and tied with a large mark to prevent it from being lost.

Poor, it's really hard...

…

Liu An looked at the woman opposite him. He didn't know why she was there again.

Of course, this time she didn't come to steal the body again... In fact, she came to apologize and brought gifts.

Liu An took the gift and thought it was over. Next week, Yao Ji would probably explode into fireworks. He looked at the woman in front of him. After giving the gift, she sat for a while, then got up and left quietly.

From beginning to end, he spoke less than ten sentences.

This time...she unexpectedly seems to be a good girl.

Liu An looked at the thing in his hand. The packaging was very beautiful. After opening it, he found a sewn coat inside.

He looked at the clothes and picked it up. It had thick fur on it and felt very comfortable.

The woman walked out of the incinerator and after walking two blocks, she suddenly turned around and looked.

A look of frustration suddenly appeared on her face.

"Why didn't he react at all? This shouldn't be the case...it's not like what's drawn in the painting." She bit her lip and muttered softly.

She took out a black hair tie from her pocket, tied up her loose hair, then walked into a store and came out after staying there for twenty minutes.

When she came out again, she was wearing a black shirt and an elegant long skirt, with exquisite makeup on her face, which was completely different from when she first met Liu An.

She lowered her head and looked at the phone in her hand again.

"Li Zi, come back soon, your grandfather is looking for you."

"Help me hold on." The woman sent a message back.

"What's the matter...your teacher doesn't want to teach you again, and she's yelling at your grandfather in the house now. What did you do to her?"

"That old woman," the woman replied, "is so annoying. She insisted on teaching me. If I refused, she would come to my grandfather and complain every day. It's really interesting. I have chased away so many teachers. How can I be afraid of her? She really thinks she is a big shot."

"Then what are you going to do? If you keep going like this, your grandpa will really beat you."

"Beat me if you want. Beat me to death is the best. I never wanted to be born. Who asked my father to give birth to me?" The woman hung up the phone angrily.

She walked down the street with her cell phone in her pocket, looking furtive, like a student who had just skipped school.

On the other side, Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the small stones on her desk and began to worry.

Those ones she bought before...she can almost memorize them by heart.

Ah... why can't someone come and teach her properly? Since she became a monster, she realized what a great invention the nine-year compulsory education is.

When she was in high school, she was worried about why she couldn't finish her exercise books. She would throw away one after another. Now, if there is an exercise book related to witchcraft in front of her... there will be no questions left that she can do.

Yuan Yuanyuan was fiddling with the white peace locket on her chest.

…save some more money, cut your dinner bill in half, and buy a new one.