Yuan Yuanyuan had been guessing about this person's identity. Although she was not smart, after thinking about it for a few days, she gradually figured out something.

First of all, this person should be very familiar with Yiqi, and secondly, the relationship between the two should be quite good.

Yuan Yuanyuan initially set her sights on Siqun and even went over secretly to test him. However, after saying a few words, Yuan Yuanyuan felt that she was probably confused and came up with this method to test Siqun.

However, Yuan Yuanyuan really felt that Siqun had a great possibility, but Siqun really couldn't find out anything, so Yuan Yuanyuan silently put the hat on Siqun's head, and no one talked about it.

Siqun was more relaxed than Yuanyuan during this period, and he was still quietly squatting in the back washing cups. Sometimes Yuanyuan thought that he was doing this, which seemed quite good, and she didn't know how many years had passed.

Yuan Yuanyuan has been observing Siqun recently. This is the most time she has observed Siqun in this year. However, she failed to confirm whether Siqun is the person in the comic book. Instead, she discovered another particularly interesting thing.

That day, Yuan Yuanyuan accidentally pushed the door into the back kitchen and called out "Siqun'er" but no one answered. She looked for a long time but still couldn't find anyone. She thought Siqun had gone out and was a little worried.

After all, Siqun is different from before... Although he was a popular male god before, no one knew he was Yuan's friend at that time. Now that they know he was Yuan's good friend, who knows what will happen.

Yuan Yuanyuan was thinking about pushing the door open and going out to look for it, but when she turned around, she was suddenly stunned.

On the curtain in the back kitchen, there was a huge moth lying...

No, this thing doesn't look like a moth...

Yuan Yuanyuan walked over silently, looked at the white butterfly on the floral curtain, and looked out the window. It just happened to snow the day before, and it was icy outside...

A butterfly appeared out of nowhere... The greenhouse effect is too much...

Yuan Yuanyuan thought it was a silkworm pupa she bought from the kitchen next door that hatched into a large moth due to the hot weather. She was about to kill it on the spot, but she found out it was actually a butterfly.

Little Fudie... where did you get this from? Yuan Yuanyuan thought for a moment, could it be the pet of a guest outside?

She touched the butterfly's wings with her hand, and the butterfly trembled twice, then suddenly flew towards the ground. Yuan Yuanyuan's eyes blurred, and before she could see clearly what was going on, she suddenly found that the butterfly was emitting a soft light, and then it became bigger.

"Hmm?" Yuan Yuanyuan just watched silently as the little white butterfly landed on the ground and slowly grew larger. Then the outline of a person squatting there appeared. The four groups of butterflies that she had just been looking for for a long time were squatting there...

"... Qun'er, what are you doing?" Yuan Yuanyuan went over and patted Si Qun on the back.

"I'm sleepy." Siqun yawned, "I want to sleep..."

Yuan Yuanyuan silently put her hand down and walked towards the lounge.

The next second, all kinds of weird noises came out of the lounge, including strange sounds of scraping the wall, "good good good good" sounds, and "why are you stupid?" sounds. The four groups were quiet the whole time and continued to squat there and wash the cups...

After about five minutes, Yuan Yuanyuan finally came out. She closed the door and looked at Siqun with sparkling eyes, "Siqun, was that your prototype just now?"

"Yes..." Siqun said weakly.

"Why have I never seen you change before?" Yuan Yuanyuan said.

The four groups lowered their heads and said nothing.

The high combat power plus the butterfly demon setting is really very sweet... No wonder Siqun looks so cool. The only reason we suffer is that we are a little stupid, otherwise he would be a real male god.

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the four groups and thought that the white butterfly just now was quite pretty. Although it didn’t have any patterns, its wings were very big and it looked very energetic. It was obviously a particularly beautiful butterfly.

She touched Siqun's head again and was stabbed again, making Yuan Yuanyuan grimace in pain.

Suddenly Yuan Yuanyuan felt something strange, and she glanced at Siqun's bumpy hair.

Generally speaking, there are many connections between the original form of a monster and its initial transformation. For example, if a monster with bright feathers transforms, it will have brightly colored hair.

Yuan Yuanyuan is a half-demon with a special case, so the general situation cannot be applied to her. However, Yuan Yuanyuan thinks that Siqun's special hair must be related to the prototype, and he should reflect on his prototype.

For example, the color of the patterns on the wings, or the antennae or something... Anyway, Siqun's hair doesn't look like it was born naturally. It must have been the result of some kind of injury acquired later in life.

Yuan Yuanyuan recalled the butterfly she had just seen, but couldn't figure out where it was injured. Since she couldn't touch Siqun's hair, she touched his forehead. After hesitating for a while, she asked, "Qun'er, what is this hair of yours... wings or feathers? No... butterflies don't have feathers..."

Siqun brushed his hair and said, "It's a bunch of silk that I spit out when I was a pupa..."

"..." Yuan Yuanyuan was silent for a while. How can a butterfly form a chrysalis? Aren't silkworms the ones that spin silk? So the one just now was a moth, right?

...But it's quite magical that Siqun's hair is actually this kind of thing. After a butterfly turns into a butterfly, there is no pupa, right?...Is it because of this that poor Siqun's hairstyle becomes a non-mainstream one?

Well... okay, at least I didn't become bald.

Yuan Yuanyuan felt curious again, so she took this opportunity to carefully ask Siqun, "What do you feel when I touch your hair?"

"I don't feel anything." Siqun shook his head blankly.

...Then why did it hurt so much when she touched me? This is not fair.

Yuan Yuanyuan touched it tentatively, and this time she tried to hold on a little longer, which made her grimace in pain.

This was the first time she had ever lasted so long before, probably because curiosity overwhelmed her reason.

This is how some suicidal behavior occurs.

She persisted until red marks appeared on her fingers.

When she put her hands down, Yuan Yuanyuan's hands were shaking. She was really shocked this time. She had never thought that Siqun's hair was so strong. She thought it would only hurt a little, but she was actually injured.

What a serious injury... Yuan Yuanyuan quickly took her hand down to see what it looked like. Si Qun sat on a small stool and stared at Yuan Yuanyuan's movements blankly without saying a word.

Yuan Yuanyuan blew on her hand, observing the wound, and suddenly stopped. Her brows wrinkled, and she gently pressed the red mark on her hand with her other hand, and her face gradually became ugly.

The place where she pressed became noticeably redder, and slowly red spots emerged. This was subcutaneous hemorrhage... Yuan Yuanyuan was familiar with this because she had been seriously injured twice and both times she looked like this.

However, those two times, it was not her hands that were injured, but her internal organs. Bleeding from her hands was not that serious, but bleeding from her internal organs was very scary.

"Silver thread...what could it be?"

"Three thousand silver threads?"

The conversation between her and Fat Cat long, long ago suddenly appeared in Yuan Yuanyuan's mind.

She looked down at Siqun's black hair, then at the wound on her hand, and suddenly asked slowly, "Siqun... did you have white hair before?"

"...It seems so?" Siqun said.

"It seems like...what does it mean?" Yuan Yuanyuan asked.

"When he was not so stupid, his hair was still white. But when he became stupid, his hair turned black. It can be seen that whether a person is putting in effort can be reflected in his hair." Sister Lizi suddenly walked in and said to Yuan Yuanyuan, "Why did you suddenly ask about Siqun's hair? Did someone tell you something?"

"No, no, no..." Yuan Yuanyuan quietly put her hands into her sleeves. The sleeves of the clothes in the tavern were relatively large, so it was easier to hide them.

"Don't listen to their nonsense." Sister Li Zi waved her hands, "Si Qun is doing well now, the three of us can just stay in the kitchen and don't worry about what's going on outside. It would be great if we could just close the door."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Yuan Yuanyuan nodded repeatedly. She thought Sister Lizi might think that someone outside had told her something, but she didn't interfere too much. She just said a few words. After all, with Siqun's current situation, no one really came to say anything to Yuan Yuanyuan, and Sister Lizi didn't believe it. She couldn't say anything more now. Sister Lizi was different from Siqun. She was very smart, and she would be suspected if she said too much.

Yuan Yuanyuan washed the cups honestly that day, and then after work, she kept thinking about this matter on the way home.

There are many things that she would always forget if no one reminded her, for example, Siqun’s surname is Li, and he is the younger brother of the head of the Li family.

Although the two people look very similar, their personalities are very different, so it is not surprising that Yuan Yuanyuan always forgets.

She pushed open the door and saw Fat Cat squatting there, teasing Xiaoying. Ever since Yuan Yuanyuan told Fat Cat that the little girl in the first episode was Xiaoying, Fat Cat has been pestering Xiaoying, and then heard the story of sending spare ribs from her... Fat Cat's reaction at that time was to look at Xiaoying silently and say the word "warrior" with his eyes.

After that, Fat Cat started to play with Xiaoying wholeheartedly to relieve his boredom.

"Fat cat..." Yuan Yuanyuan pushed the door open with a heavy heart, "What do you think the hair of a butterfly demon should be..."

"Butterfly Fairy's hair? What could that be?" Fat Cat was stunned for a moment, "What's so special about that thing?"

"...No, nothing special?" Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly got an answer that was a bit unexpected. She thought about it and began to look for other clues. "Uh...this butterfly...this butterfly is a dragon king...but his brain is not working well. Will a bad brain affect his hair? These two places are quite close..."

She talked for a long time before she suddenly realized that Fat Cat was looking at her as if she were an idiot.

"Fuck, why are you looking at me like that?" Yuan Yuanyuan asked.

"Although I haven't seen many butterfly monsters, they are really rare after all. Usually they are dead before they can become monsters." The fat cat said, "But I still know what the Dragon King's hair is..."

"What?" Yuan Yuanyuan was still confused.

"A snake!" said the fat cat. "That thing is the snake in the legend! Haven't you watched the TV series? Haven't you read the novel? Are you stupid?"