"Who is this Yiqi?" Tang Shi looked at the comics and ate silk beans, "I don't even know this person."

Qiu Ling was also writing in her exercise book and eating broad beans beside her. When she heard the voice, she looked up and said, "Yiqi? What?"

The college entrance examination is coming up soon. She is certainly different from that monster like Tang Shi. Tang Shi can now let go, but she still has to study very hard, so she hasn't turned on her cell phone for half a month.

Of course, Tang Shi's shouting also aroused Qiu Ling's interest. She leaned over to take a look and asked curiously, "Yi Qi? Don't you know who he is?"

"You know, he's the editor of Fanning's book of sutras." Tang Shi said, "Oh, no, you haven't read that book, so you probably don't understand what I'm talking about."

"Dao, the editor of Dao Jue?" Qiu Ling thought for a moment, "That doesn't make sense... He is the editor of Dao Jue, so how can he be a monster?"

"Yeah, I don't understand that either." Tang Shi said, "Who knows what's going on? I guess Ji Qiu is just painting nonsense again this time."

…

This is the first time in a long time that he didn't just draw randomly. This guy drew everything without even coding it.

I don’t know if it was because the night was too beautiful or the lights were too dim, but Yuan Yuanyuan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, actually felt a vague sense of fate.

Ah... this fateful cycle, this sad fate, this cursed fate...

The gears of fate were finally slowly unveiled, allowing the onlookers of fate to get a glimpse of the clues.

Just as she thought of this, she picked up the water cup and took a sip, and suddenly she saw her own reflection in the water cup.

His hair was messy like a chicken's nest, he was wearing a floral autumn sweater and matching floral autumn pants, he was curled up in the quilt, holding an ugly doll that was caught by a claw machine.

...Then Yuan Yuanyuan no longer felt any emotion and continued to silently pick up the water cup and take a sip.

Oh my god, I should have known not to drink boiled water.

Yuan Yuanyuan flipped through the comics below. Although the indescribable excitement in her heart was interrupted by what happened just now, there was still some residual excitement left.

In fact, as early as half a year ago, she had thought about what the scene would be like when this day came, and she would dream about these things in the middle of the night.

She flipped through the pages again. In fact, Fanning found this sentence in an ancient book. The book should be a Taoist book, so it was not about leaves or pebbles. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized something.

[This Ichichi... should be a monster, right? ]

[Faning looked at these three rules. He had no idea that these three rules were like this before. In fact, he had learned these three rules in his sect before, but it was not written like this in the book.]

[The first two items are exactly the same, but the last one is not. It says "Properly deal with the monsters that caused massacres in the war."]

[Fanning still remembers several famous monsters that caused massacres, but there is no monster called Yiqi among them... No, no, no, this is not the most problematic one. The most problematic one is obviously a monster, why did he write a book of Taoist secrets?]

[He read the ancient book in his hand over and over again. It was a book he had been looking for for a long time, and he had spent a lot of money and effort on. However, after he finally found it, he fell into an even more confused state.]

Yuan Yuanyuan nodded in front of the comic and said, "That's right, brother. It's normal for you to be confused. I was just as confused as you back then."

[There aren't many things about Yiqi in this book. Most of them are actually scribbled over. The whole book is a mess, as if someone did it on purpose.]

When Yuan Yuanyuan saw the book in Fanning's hand, she snorted as expected. She had known for a long time that everything about Yiqi was basically kept secret and blocked, and there was rarely anything openly drawn.

Thinking about it this way, Fat Cat’s house is very amazing, but Yuan Yuanyuan still doesn’t know what Fat Cat’s house looks like. It’s like two classmates who have never been to each other’s house... uh, it seems that this description is not right.

【Fanning flipped through the book, but didn’t see anything else related to “17”. He felt a little disappointed and threw the book aside.】

[He lay in bed, feeling very incredible. He originally thought that Yiqi was just an ordinary editor, but now it seems that this monster must be a very extraordinary monster... a monster that can be written on the armistice agreement.]

[Hey, the armistice agreement, it's not just some big deal, nor is it a simple little agreement. The more Fanning thought about it, the more he felt that this monster called Yiqi was really extraordinary. The Taoist priests at that time would rather write him off in the armistice agreement than execute him. But why is there no news about him now? ]

Because he offended the leader of all demons, you little fool.

Yuan Yuanyuan didn't really have any feelings at first, but the more she felt, the more she felt. In the end, she didn't know what to say when she was flipping through the comics. It was like watching the later generations judge the previous generations...

As she watched, she picked up the cup and took a sip. Before she finished, she heard some chaotic noises outside the door and saw a group of colorful monsters flying across the sky.

The monster that flashed past looked a little familiar, and the next monster looked a little familiar too. Yuan Yuanyuan took a look and realized that they were basically all monsters from the tavern. She leaned out to take another look and saw a long team like the Milky Way rising from the ground to the air, starting from the pedestrian street opposite her downstairs.

It really is a tavern.

Yuan Yuanyuan has seen many monsters holding the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons in taverns over the years, but this is the first time she has seen a tavern holding the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons itself. The monsters in the tavern are basically female monsters, wearing brightly colored clothes, and when they rise to the sky, it is like a rain of flowers.

The little monsters passing by were all stunned, and other monsters were attracted out from time to time. Soon, many monsters appeared on the streets here.

This was the most beautiful One Hundred Demons Night Parade she had ever seen. It might not be that large in scale, but it was as exquisite as a carefully crafted work of art.

Yuan Yuanyuan also stood by the window for a while, and then closed the window after a while. For the first time, she did not want to draw the curtains, but let the scene outside the window be projected into the room.

Her bed sheets were reflected with colorful quartz-like colors, and the light from outside shone on the spider plant at the head of the bed, as if the spider plant had turned into another kind of enchanting plant.

Yuan Yuanyuan continued to read the comics. On her mobile phone, Fanning gave up searching after failing to find the real person. He began to learn the secret seriously again. However, ever since he knew that this was a monster, and a very powerful monster at that, he had always felt a little confused in his heart.

This entanglement was not only reflected in the fact that he had to stab himself from time to time, but also in the fact that he felt that this Taoism was somewhat abnormal and extremely evil.

He began to suspect that he was on a pirate ship... Think about it this way, during the war, a monster wrote a book of Taoism and threw it to you, would you dare to learn it? However, Fanning really learned it in such a confused way.

[Could this Taoist art... control the Taoist priests? Fanning couldn't help but start to have this thought in his mind. This thought made him a little creepy, but so far, he has not found a way to get rid of this Taoist art.]

[However, he knew a way to temporarily relieve the pain... that was to bleed, to bleed continuously, and to bleed whenever he could no longer control himself, and he would surely calm down.]

Yuan Yuanyuan shook her head, and this issue ended. Fanning's last few paintings had a kind of perverted beauty. His artistic achievements were getting higher and higher. He couldn't be a monster anymore in the future, so maybe he could really make a living as a painter.

She sat on the bed alone with the small bedside lamp turned off. Only outside the window, colorful monsters were flying in the sky, like big flowers blooming one after another.

very beautiful.

Yuan Yuanyuan was stunned for a while. Just when she was about to go to bed, her cell phone suddenly vibrated. She opened the phone and saw a text message from Tang Shi.

She asked, "Boss, who is that Yiqi? I haven't even learned his name. Is it his real name or a pseudonym?"

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the message and replied after a long while, "I don't know, ask your dad."

Then she irresponsibly threw her phone aside and went to sleep.

Ahahaha… Yuan Yuanyuan was sure that Tang Shi’s father definitely knew who Yi Qi was, and he was more suitable to answer this question than Yuan Yuanyuan. As for whether Tang Shi’s father would punish Tang Shi, that was not her concern.

For some reason, the future suddenly became more difficult. After thinking it over, she decided to take a nap and escape from reality for a while.

Gao Ling looked at the latest issue of the comic and sat down in a chair to ponder.

Is this actually possible? Can the life and death of a monster be used as the condition for winning or losing a war?

Shit, this really scared her... Especially considering that all of this was a real event, just thinking about it made her feel a little sanity-depleted.

The first is that there actually is such a powerful monster... and the second is that such a powerful monster is now nowhere to be found. It has to be said that the combined destructive power of the two is extremely huge.

She turned on her phone again and asked in the group curiously. The number of people in the group had increased a lot, and the group name had been officially changed to [Two and a Half Dimension].

Gao Ling has always felt that it would be more concise to simply call it "2.5 Dimension", but maybe the group owner has watched too many Harry Potter movies, so he came up with such a crappy name.

Many of the new people here were those who had hidden in the same group with Gao Ling when she was hiding last time. Those who joined before everyone left included a middle-aged office worker, the family who had hidden with her last time, and a very lively male high school student.

Currently, the oldest person in the group is 80 years old, and she is the grandmother in the family. Uh, although she doesn’t know how to play this and her account is basically dead. The youngest is only in elementary school, a little girl. Looking at the number of people in the group slowly increasing, Gao Ling suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction for some reason.

She asked in the group, [Who is Yiqi? Does anyone know? ]

[I don’t know, boss. We are counting on you to tell us.]

[Yes, boss, do you have any news? If you don’t have it, it’s even more impossible for us to have it. ]

[How could I possibly have that...] Gao Ling said speechlessly, [Even Fanning doesn't have that, how can I be more powerful than the protagonist.]

She thought about it and felt that since no one knew, there was no point in dwelling on it. Gao Ling shrugged, turned on her computer, and prepared to draw.

Since she didn't know, she continued to draw her Yuan. She hadn't finished drawing the scene she encountered last time, and she would talk about Yiqi later.