The people in the penguin group slept very late. They called this "cultivation of immortality". Anyway, I don't know if I have achieved cultivation. In the end, everyone ended up dying suddenly.

Today, people are discussing the differences in painting methods between different painters. The great-handed gods in the group are appearing and expressing their opinions.

[The monsters painted in the autumn are so beautiful, and they all feel a sense of elegance.]

[The hair and clothes are painted very beautifully. I have so many characters, but I don’t have any heavy faces. Compared with some comics that share the same face, I feel a lot of emotion.]

[So, Chinese comics are not necessarily bad. You can see the characters drawn by Jiqiu using this ink-washing method, which has a very beautiful feeling.]

[Who is the most beautiful person here? I think the boy in white last time was quite handsome. He used ink to draw a kind of handsome boy.]

[I like how many autumns I use ink and wash to draw blood... Ah, I have been planted with grass for a few autumns. This is the first time I feel how beautiful this hazy painting method is to draw blood. The red is like floating in the water.]

...

In the dim room, two lit candles were placed on the table, one left and one right, and the candlelight was burning very quietly.

Yuan Yuanyuan sat in front of the table, looked at a white porcelain plate with a big face on the table, picked up the knife next to her, and gently slid along her hand.

一道红色的血顺着皮肤一点点的滴了下去,颜色在烛光下格外的艳.

Yuanyuan's face looked inexplicably cloudy and sunny against the candlelight.

She gently pressed her skin with one hand, making the blood flow more.

When the plate was spread shallowly, she reached back, picked up the bandage on one side and wrapped the wound around her. She suddenly trembled as she watched the steadily burning candlelight beside her.

The blood that was still in the plate slowly fluctuated, and a small vortex slowly formed in the middle, and finally a small red bean was left under the plate.

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the slowly forming red beans, stood up from the table, blew out the candles on both sides, first left and then right.

Then she got up and turned on the light.

...The dark room suddenly lit up, and the environment that was like a cult ritual atmosphere just now suddenly became daily.

The incandescent lamp above his head was lit up as usual. Yuan Yuanyuan rubbed his eyes and slashed it. He got up and pushed the chair back, and then began to remove the two candles that were glued to the table with wax oil.

This is actually her kitchen. The table she just set up is her dining table, and the plate is a special plate for microwave ovens.

Yuan Yuanyuan picked up a spoon, scooped out the small red bean in the center of the plate, took it to the bottom of the faucet and rushed it back and forth, then picked up the plate full of blood and shook it back and forth.

The red liquid was slightly sticky, and they were slightly swollen in the plate, without splashing out of this slightly shallow plate.

...Every month, Yuanyuan has two major events related to blood, one is the visit of his aunt, and the other is to make such things that look very similar to red beans.

This thing that is very similar to Hongdou is her monthly rent. Yuan Yuanyuan maintains the rate of making one per month and pays it every three months.

Yuan Yuanyuan knew how to do this a long time ago, and it was the fastest magic she had learned. The method was to condense the demonic power in the blood into a small bead. It is said that it was a magic trick used by the little monsters when they offered sacrifices to big monsters.

Yuan Yuanyuan couldn't remember what the monster who told her this method looked like, because that monster was as weak as her. After two people were together for a week, the weak monster died.

She looked at the blood in the plate, thought for a while, then took out a fresh storage box from the bowl rack, poured the blood in, wrapped it in several circles with plastic wrap, and put it in the refrigerator.

If you want to say what the biggest change in Yuan Yuanyuan has been transformed into a monster for so long, she can only say that she has become more courageous and will not be timid no matter how much blood she sees.

When she was watching anime, the people in the novel would always use a knife to scratch their hands and draw a magic circle. She felt it hurts when she saw it.

But now, she can proudly announce that she can.

...She can also draw a summoning array on the ground, and then summon a toad Wentai with a "pop" sound. Her eyebrows are not frowned.

Yuan Yuanyuan threw the red beans into the bedside table. She sat on the bed and continued to search for the question on the Baidu lady, "What is the price of blood in the hospital?"

The following prices are all kinds. Yuanyuan looked at it and one answer was, "800 yuan".

How many is it?

Yuan Yuanyuan wanted to search for this quantity again, but suddenly she remembered another serious problem.

The blood in the hospital... seems to be unable to be taken away and packaged...

Her eyes drooped, she thought for a while, and closed the refrigerator door tightly.

...

"Yuanyuan." Sister Lizi asked Yuanyuan, "Why are you so sleepy? Do you need to go to bed?"

"Ah? It's okay." Yuan Yuanyuan said.

She rubbed her eyes and looked at Mengman on her phone to vote in real time. The man in black had now changed his name to "Yuan".

The source of this name was officially decided by Mengman. Originally, everyone kept calling out the man in black. Who knew that one morning when they woke up, they suddenly found that the name on the voting had changed from the man in black to Yuan.

Yuan Yuanyuan was repeatedly driving Mengman, feeling a little restless. She looked at the comments below, and the more she looked, the more she became, the more confused she became.

[What happened to Fanning and Tong Xin? I thought Tong Xin was a good person, but why did he suddenly rebel?]

[It's not considered a rebellion... Haven't you noticed that Tong Xin had already shown signs in the previous magazines? There are a few scenes where she stood behind Fanning, her expression was gloomy.]

【What should Fanning do?】

【I don't know...but I have a bold idea.】

[I have it too... I always feel that Yuan should be going to save Fanning, because he helped him several times before, and I always feel that Yuan is just like the thigh that he hugged the protagonist in the early stage.]

[The early stage of sending the protagonist to this place to upgrade, which is originally a high mortality rate, so you must cheat. I think Yuan is the best one for the protagonist, especially at this time.]

[Similar to the feeling of a life mentor, after all, Fanning is not popular in his own sect, and no one has given him guidance, so he just came here with the abyss.]

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the comments below...Eighty percent guessed that the person who saved the protagonist would be her.

How could it be her?

Yuan Yuanyuan threw the phone aside, picked up a cup and wiped it hard.

"Oh, wipe it slowly, the flowers on it will almost wipe it away." Sister Lizi said.

Yuan Yuanyuan paused, lowered her head, slowed down her movements and continued to wipe.

...Taohua Lane.

There is no place called Taohua Lane nearby, but after two stops, there is a place called Taohua Park.

A small park is full of peach blossom trees, and at this time, the peach blossoms are probably gone.

Yuan Yuanyuan felt that her heart was like grass growing. The more she didn't let herself think about those things, the more those things would pop out of her mind.

Infinite, like wildfire.

"Hey? Yuanyuan, what's wrong with your hand?"

Yuan Yuanyuan was awakened by Sister Lizi's voice, "I'm bleeding..."

"Oh, I thought who bullied you." Sister Lizi said.

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at her hand. The cut was a little bigger today and it was not getting better yet.

In fact, the monster's wound healed very quickly. She released a lot of blood today.

When he returned home, Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the brightly lit tavern behind her, turned around and walked on the street, and an idea came to her mind for no reason.

What would happen to him if no one went to save the protagonist this time?

Is this a real world or just a comic? If no one goes to save him, will the protagonist die directly or will he be saved by Ji Qiu?

When he thought about this, Yuan Yuanyuan walked to a window with a pair of beautiful red high heels placed in the window.

She looked at the transparent glass in the window for a long time, and her face reflected on the glass, and there was a little distortion on the glass.

If eighty percent of readers under a comic have the same voice, then the next plot development will be like this.

What if... the show has already begun but the actors have not arrived?

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at herself in the mirror for a long time, then suddenly turned around, looked at the light sky, and ran towards the Taohua Park two stops away.

If the previous issue was about Fanning being poisoned... then according to time, Fanning should have been to Taohua Lane now.

Now at least a day has passed... Maybe everyone is already cold now.

Yuan Yuanyuan was very fast. She ran along the street, and on the empty street, it was like a gust of wind.

Taohua Lane...is it Peachhua Park?

When Yuan Yuanyuan stepped into Peach Blossom Park, she suddenly felt warm all over her body.

This off-season situation suddenly mobilized all Yuanyuan's nerves.

She felt a thud and thought, indeed... that Taohua Lane is Taohua Park, and I don’t know why she guessed so accurately.

In the dark park, pink peach blossoms were spread all over the floor. When I looked up, I saw that the tiny petals were falling from the branches.

A gust of wind blew, and the pink peach petals fell on Yuan Yuanyuan's shoulders. She took a slight sip and smelled a scent of peach blossoms.

There are quite a lot of modern facilities in the park, but now they all seem to be dead silent and covered with a layer of dust.

There are only some antique things, but they are still bright in color.

It's already autumn.

She took a deep breath and walked slowly inside. The park was very dark and there were no lights on everywhere, but she could see green fireflies floating nearby.

The flowers planted nearby have now withered, and the only color of peach blossoms is left in the entire park.

After passing a small fountain in front of the park, I arrived at a pavilion. Yuan Yuanyuan was far away and saw a peach tree next to the pavilion.
To be continued...