The pub is busy as hell today.

Yuan Yuanyuan felt like she was just a spinning top, the only thing she needed to learn was the art of clones. If there was enough time now, Sister Li might actually ask her to learn it.

The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons outside has not yet ended, but Yuan Yuanyuan is already busy in the pub. There are a lot of people in the pub today, making it the busiest day in a long time.

The monsters were relatively relaxed. The sky outside was densely packed with monsters moving around, and the tavern was already full of guests.

Yuan Yuanyuan opened the window at the beginning, stuck her head out to take a look outside, and then she could only be busy inside the house. She had thought well before coming here, that she could sit in front of the window and eat a melon, take a few photos, post them to her Moments, and pretend to be puzzled and ask, "Why are the clouds so thick today?" But only after this happened did she realize that she had thought too much.

All the lanterns in the tavern were lit up, and the sound of people talking could be heard everywhere. Yuan Yuanyuan had complained before that there were too few people in the tavern, but today she really witnessed what the tavern was like when it was at its peak.

I can only say that it is worthy of being the largest monster tavern in the vicinity. Even though it suffered a fatal blow some time ago, important events are still held here, and they seem to be particularly prosperous.

There were beautiful monsters walking everywhere in the corridor. The monsters were really beautiful. Even though Yuan Yuanyuan was so busy, sometimes she couldn't help but stop to look at the appearance of the monsters around her. A monster girl who happened to pass by even attracted Yuan Yuanyuan's attention. She secretly walked a distance and quietly looked at her face for a while.

Just standing there beautifully can make you into a painting.

There are quite a few monsters here that are so beautiful that you can stand in the painting, both male and female. Yuan Yuanyuan felt like her soul was being sucked away just by taking one look at them. She always suspected that this was due to some kind of witchcraft. She thought she would not be like this normally, but today she saw several people and could not take her eyes away.

She is a half-demon and she is like this. If she were an ordinary human, maybe they would follow her just by taking one look.

There was a huge table in the lobby below, with many wide chairs placed around it. A monster was sitting on a chair drinking. His head did not transform successfully and still looked ferocious, but there were still people surrounding him. Many girls from the tavern that Yuan Yuanyuan knew were pouring wine around him. His wine bowl was particularly large and looked like the same as the pot in Yuan Yuanyuan's house.

Yuan Yuanyuan saw the girls around pouring wine for the monster, one jar at a time into the bowl, and it took two or three jars of wine to fill a large bowl.

Yuan Yuanyuan shook the wine in her hand, took a breath, and walked downstairs. As she went downstairs, a path gradually opened up below, and someone nearby shouted, "Hongxiu is coming! Make way!"

Yuan Yuanyuan walked up the stairs one step at a time, very slowly. This was what Sister Li Zi had taught her. Her skirt was too long, and if she tripped, she would probably fall directly from the stairs. In addition, she had to hold the wine jar in her hands, so she had to walk even more slowly.

This staircase is actually very narrow. I don't know when it was built. Under the original long round clothes rack, my feet have always been walking sideways, close to the edge of the stairs. I dared to take the next step only after my feet touched the stairs, for fear of stepping on empty space.

She felt that if they missed a step, not only would they be disfigured, but the monster below, which looked tough, would also destroy their tavern.

After much hesitation, she finally walked downstairs, and Yuan Yuanyuan tried to straighten her expression. She followed the path that people around her had left, and walked slowly to the wide chair. She gently lifted the wine jar with her hands and poured the wine in the jar into the monster's empty bowl.

When pouring, your hands should be slightly raised and your movements should be slow, but not too awkward. It should be done in one go and your hands should be steady.

Yuan Yuanyuan poured all the wine in the jar. She felt her mind go blank for a moment, and all that was left was Sister Li's constant chatter... all kinds of chatter...

When the wine was poured out and the wine vat was empty, she put down the wine in this vat and picked up another vat that someone had handed to her. Only then did she come to her senses vaguely.

Shit, it actually finished pouring out.

A lot of people soon gathered around. Even if Yuan Yuanyuan was blind, she knew that this person was a very important person. She quickly took advantage of the empty wine bowl to pour the next pot, and forgot about her previous plan to go outside to watch the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.

In the bustling building, people come and go, and people who pass by each other may not recognize each other, so people from all walks of life mix here.

There were dark clouds hanging over the sky outside. Today's weather was extremely abnormal. Many people stuck their heads out to look at the dark clouds covering the entire city. Some people even took photos as souvenirs. People living in the city still didn't know what was happening.

"Is Sister Yuanyuan not coming today? Will she get hit by the rain on the road when she comes back?"

"I don't know..." Li Xin looked at the clouds in the sky, "Hurry up and finish your homework. Write until twelve o'clock, just in time to read the update before going to bed."

The tavern was still very lively. Even though the weather in the city was on the hot search today, many people were wondering why the clouds in the sky were so strange today. Was there something wrong with the weather again? Some people were panicking, but the monsters were very happy.

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the time and found that it was almost time to update, but she obviously couldn't find a place to read comics at this time. She was now carrying the wine altar to another place. She heard that the people there wanted to let Hongxiu pass through... Yuan Yuanyuan herself still didn't want to go. God knew if they found out that this Hongxiu was not the same person as the previous one, they would be angry.

She walked slowly towards that place, and when she reached a corner, she suddenly stopped.

A very familiar smell just passed by my nose.

For a moment, Yuan Yuanyuan was a little dazed. She felt that the smell was familiar, but she couldn't remember what it was.

She was in a daze for a moment when suddenly a pair of cold hands rested on her neck.

"Don't turn your head, just keep walking forward."

...Yuan Yuanyuan didn't turn around. She glanced at her neck with her peripheral vision and found something shining silver on it. It was neither a knife nor a dagger, but something she was very familiar with.

A sword used by Taoists.

The swords used by Taoists are very small, far smaller than the swords in martial arts movies. From a distance, they may not even be as big as a dagger. You may see this thing in some very old movies.

Yuan Yuanyuan held the wine altar in her left hand and moved slowly following the movements of the person behind her. She felt that this shot was inexplicably like a shot from an ancient martial arts film. There were antique decorations all around, and she herself was wearing ancient costume. With a little bit of embellishment, it would be a good martial arts film.

She walked slowly like this, slowly recalling in her mind whether she had brought a knife with her. Finally, she remembered that she had taken off her knife along with her jeans and shirt and put it in the kitchen, and she had not taken it out at all.

...Then I can only do it with my bare hands?

The man behind her never let Yuan Yuanyuan see his face. Yuan Yuanyuan could feel that it was a man because the sound of his voice suggested that he was taller than her and very strong. For a Taoist priest, it was extraordinary for him to have such great strength.

Yuan Yuanyuan followed him and slowly walked to a very remote corner. The man said from behind, "Go open the door in front."

To be honest, Yuan Yuanyuan is still confused. From just now till now, she can think of several scripts in her head. She thought to herself, what the hell are you security guards doing? Even a Taoist priest can sneak in. Speaking of which, this Taoist priest is really brave.

But a Taoist priest...

Yuan Yuanyuan had been here for such a long time, and the only Taoist priest she knew who had broken into the chaotic city was a single person.

She thought about the smell she had just smelled, and inexplicably felt a little pain in her kidneys. The pain continued until she opened the door and received a heavy blow from behind, and it did not disappear yet.

There are many things Yuan Yuanyuan cannot expose, such as her own red vine...plus, she is unarmed, so she can't beat this man at all.

In those few short seconds, Yuan Yuanyuan clenched her hands inside her sleeves several times, but finally let go and simply fell down pretending to be weak.

Because according to the comics... the protagonist is very kind to women, and he will be especially gentle with girls when he sees them, even if they are monster girls, he will let them go a little.

I believe that if Ji Qiu hadn't drawn this line, Yuan Yuanyuan would have turned around and kicked him in the crotch, fighting to the death...

However, at this moment, she didn't know why she remembered this and didn't turn around to fight with the man. She was wearing a red dress and thought she would hit the ground when she fell down. Who knew that when she was about to touch the floor, she was caught by someone.

That hand is quite fleshy...

When Yuan Yuanyuan woke up again, she found herself in a room.

The room was very quiet. She was lying on a small wooden bed. She didn't know who owned the room. Yuan Yuanyuan struggled to get up and found that all her clothes had been stripped off at some point. She was only wearing her own autumn clothes.

That’s right, underneath the red ancient costume are autumn clothes and autumn pants… There’s nothing she can do, it’s almost winter now, and the temperature usually drops where monsters stay. Today is the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, and the temperature has dropped as if winter has arrived, so she purposely wore autumn clothes and autumn pants.

"No, that protagonist...what's his name, Fanning?" Yuan Yuanyuan looked around and saw a note left for her on the table, saying that something happened in the tavern and some bad people came, and told her, a weakling, to stay here and not come out. The disdainful tone of the note showed that it was written by Sister Li Zi, and it was written in traditional Chinese characters.

"What is Fanning doing here? These are all monsters. He shouldn't do such a thing even if he wants to die." Yuan Yuanyuan thought for a long time, and suddenly picked up her phone to check the signal. There was still no signal at all, and it was still half an hour before the update.

She got out of bed, looked around, and suddenly the plot of the protagonist's recent comic popped up in her mind.

...Suddenly an idea flashed through Yuan Yuanyuan's mind, and this idea scared herself. She thought, no way, they were ruined last time, and they dare to come again.

No, it is possible that it is not... She is working here and has been at the front recently. If there is, she must have known about it. It is impossible that she has not heard anything at all now.

What's more, she has been secretly inquiring about this matter recently.

Yuan Yuanyuan's mind was working quickly. She glanced around casually and saw a pair of clothes worn by the workers in the tavern hanging there. She put them on casually and then secretly followed the person downstairs.

The time is getting closer and the clock will soon point to twelve o'clock.

A figure slowly walked out from a dim place. His steps were hurried and his figure could not be seen. Only the sword in his hand could be seen, shining silver light under the dim candlelight.