"Hongshajing...what is that?" The girls who were hiding nearby listened for a long time but couldn't hear it clearly.

They wanted to continue listening, but the two uncles stopped talking and didn't say anything more.

On the first day, neither the monsters nor the humans did much because everyone was basically resting.

Yuan Yuanyuan slept until noon and then woke up. She looked at the time and it was time for lunch. The food had already been placed in the hall downstairs. When she came in yesterday, she saw a sign at the end of the corridor saying that meals would be served four times a day and the table would be cleared after mealtime. It was estimated that it was time to eat at this time.

She changed into sportswear, pulled her hat tight, transformed, sneaked downstairs, took two steamed buns and a chicken, and went upstairs. Then she ate a chicken leg while playing with her cell phone.

Yuan Yuanyuan is a bit strange. What is the negotiation between monsters and humans like? Is there any precedent we can look at?

She ate her lunch while chewing on a steamed bun, and then began to prepare her "equipment" for tomorrow. After all, she was nervous, so she tended to overthink, right?

Yuan Yuanyuan didn't have the rest of the stuff, so she took out the two daggers, the types of which she still didn't know.

But the two knives could not be held directly in the hands. Yuan Yuanyuan thought about it, and searched the house for a long time. She found a bundle of transparent tape, so she tied several bundles of transparent tape on her legs and wrapped the scabbards on them.

After wrapping them up, Yuan Yuanyuan jumped a few times, and when she realized that there was nothing wrong, she zipped up her long windbreaker to cover the two knives.

From today on, Yuan Yuanyuan was ready to keep both swords in hand. She opened the curtains a little and looked downstairs. There had been no fewer people downstairs since yesterday, but most of them were just standing outside and couldn't come in.

After taking a few glances, Yuan Yuanyuan casually pulled the curtains shut without leaving even a gap, then changed her body shape and went downstairs.

At this time, most people have woken up, so there are still many people in the corridor.

Yuan Yuanyuan walked in the corridor, looking at the things hanging on the walls on both sides with a slightly admiring look.

Now that she had a good look, she realized that this hotel did have a different feel. Just looking at the paintings on the walls, although they were of different styles, each was very old, and when illuminated by the crystal lamps above, they gave off a sense of history.

Yuan Yuanyuan usually thinks she is quite knowledgeable...but now, looking at the paintings on the wall, she feels like a rough guy.

She wanted to take a few photos with her cell phone. It wouldn't seem strange to do so because she saw others doing the same thing. From time to time, someone stood in front of the wall, took a few photos in front of a painting, someone squatted in front to take photos, and someone else called on some strangers to help take a few photos of themselves and their relatives.

No one came to take pictures of Yuan Yuanyuan. She didn't know anyone on this floor and didn't want to look for anyone, so she simply stood in front of the paintings and took pictures one by one, not taking pictures of people, only of the paintings.

But she didn't know that she was creating a problem.

Other people's style of taking photos is to go to a scenic spot for sightseeing and take a couple of commemorative photos.

The style of her photography is like... an archaeologist taking photos of ruins to be included in the report...

Of course Yuan Yuanyuan herself was not aware of this, so it was not until someone next to her suddenly started laughing that she suddenly felt something was wrong.

Yuan Yuanyuan turned around and saw a quiet-looking girl standing next to her. She was wearing clothes from some unknown Taoist sect and had a camera hanging around her neck.

"What are you doing?" The girl laughed until tears came out of her eyes. "Don't you have any friends or roommates? At the very least... why don't you set up a selfie mode? It's like you're making a documentary..."

Yuan Yuanyuan stood there without saying anything. In fact, she was already a little stiff. But the girl next to her was laughing, and suddenly took her cell phone from her, which startled Yuan Yuanyuan again.

Before Yuan Yuanyuan could say anything, the girl next to her waved her hands and said, "Brother, please stand in the middle. I'll take the photo for you."

As she spoke, she waved her hands and said to Yuan Yuanyuan, "Stand a little to the left." Yuan Yuanyuan was a little confused looking at the camera on the phone, but she still slowly walked to the left, revealing half of the painting behind her.

"Yes, I smile once and you smile once," said the girl.

Yuan Yuanyuan listened to the girl's words and thought to herself, sister, I can't laugh. I never laugh in front of the camera. I couldn't even laugh when I took my ID photo. Don't force me... No, when did I become your brother?

The girl tried to persuade him for a long time, but Yuan Yuanyuan still had that cold face. In the end, the girl could only take a photo like this, and then handed the phone to Yuan Yuanyuan, smiling and saying, "Brother, I'm from Sanqing Taoist Temple, where are you from?"

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at her phone and found nothing else except that photo.

She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the girl in front of her with a faint expression. She didn't say anything, but just watched quietly.

There were only two of them in the corridor. Her shadow and the girl's shadow were stretched and projected on the ground. Yuan Yuan's round shadow completely covered the girl's shadow, leaving no shadow at all.

Yuan Yuanyuan's face is now under the light. She is a full head taller than the girl. When she is not talking, she keeps her head down and looks at the girl, which puts a lot of pressure on her.

The girl laughed until she couldn't laugh anymore. She finally gave two awkward dry laughs and said, "Well... I'm busy now. I won't disturb you. We'll talk again when we have the chance."

After saying that, the girl turned and left. Yuan Yuanyuan watched the girl leave and fiddled with the phone in her hand. After fiddling with it for a while, she thought to herself, it turns out... this girl really doesn't do anything else.

No...the key point is that when that girl came just now, Yuan Yuanyuan was actually quite nervous, thinking that she was here to ask her questions or something, after all...tsk.

It turned out that the girl really did nothing. Yuan Yuanyuan was fiddling with her phone, thinking that she had misunderstood the girl...she had just deliberately scared her.

But that's not right. Yuan Yuanyuan raised her head. Even the waiter knew she was Yuan... Oh, wait, she understood.

Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly realized at this moment that the waiter probably saw the name on the door instead of knowing her name was Yuan.

Oops, I got the wrong idea.

Yuan Yuanyuan only then realized that she was wrong to think that her identity was exposed ever since the waiter called out her name yesterday. Most people still didn't know who she was.

She felt inexplicably happy. Thinking of the girl just now, she suddenly felt very sorry for her. While she was thinking about it, another voice suddenly rang out beside her, "Excuse me, are you free now?"

Yuan Yuanyuan was feeling happy at the moment, but she was suddenly interrupted. When she heard the voice, she wondered who this was... What was wrong with her today that she always had strangers talking to her.

She turned her head and didn't see anyone, but she saw a palm-sized shadow falling to the ground.

Yuan Yuanyuan was startled and looked up, only to see a tiny moth perched on the crystal lamp above her head, facing the glaring light. Yuan Yuanyuan's pupils shrank for a moment before suddenly focusing.

But Yuan Yuanyuan didn't blink, she just stared at the moth quietly.

"Master Yuan." Although the moth on the top of his head was small, its voice was loud. "The demon leader asks you to come over. Please follow me."

Yuan Yuanyuan put the mobile phone in her pocket, felt the position of her knife inconspicuously, and then followed the moth that was obviously a monster, and slowly went up the stairs on the side.

…

"Why don't we see any handsome guys on this floor? I feel like... there don't seem to be many handsome guys in our sect." Several girls sat together, eating melon seeds and chatting.

"You can't say there isn't one... it's true. I saw our Yan Shen last month. His calves were as thin as my arms." said a girl.

"And then, did you hook up with her?" The girl next to him suddenly became interested and started asking questions.

"No." The girl shook her head, then paused and continued, "Until I saw a girl coming out of his room that day, both of them had messy hair... I realized that I didn't like him."

"Pfft." A pretty girl burst into laughter when she heard this. "I heard that our current Yan Shen has a rather messy private life..."

"I was just at the blockade." A girl suddenly remembered something and said while eating melon seeds, "I saw a handsome guy, really handsome, with fair skin and long slender fingers. He should be from our sect..."

"Huh? Where? Blockage? Let's block the blockage?" The other girls all straightened up.

“Yes.” The girl smiled and then rolled her eyes. “I saw him taking pictures of himself, but he only took pictures of paintings and not people, so I went over and said I’d take a picture for you. I just wanted to start a conversation, but my hints were so obvious. He had his phone in his hand, so he just gave me his WeChat ID. But he ignored me.”

The girls next to them almost laughed themselves to death.

"Then he kept looking at me, and I was a little scared." The girl said, "In the end I returned the phone to him. Mainly because it was really scary. He had no expression when he stared at me, as if he didn't understand what I was saying."

"Where did this weirdo come from?" the girl next to her said with a smile.

"Don't laugh, maybe he is a real senior god, the old-fashioned type. People like us who follow our master should not mess around." A girl with a quiet look said, "But I remember that the place where we blocked the way was closed, right? Where did you go?"

…

Yuan Yuanyuan walked slowly through the corridor, and every step was very heavy... as if she was carrying a thousand pounds.

Wherever she passed, she cast a long shadow on the ground, like a ghost.

Yuan Yuanyuan walked into the house, slowly closed the door, combed her hair, walked into the bathroom, and filled a basin with cool water.

The basin was slowly filled with cool water. Yuan Yuanyuan dived into the basin and took her head out after a few seconds.

Looking at the cold person in the mirror, Yuan Yuanyuan wiped her face, picked up the towel beside her and wiped her face, and wiped the mirror at the same time.

The scar on the chest has not completely disappeared... but has turned into a small crescent shape.

Yuan Yuanyuan thought about what the white-bearded old man had just said to her, then looked at herself in the mirror. After a long time, she slowly walked back to the bed and buried herself in the quilt.