7. Chapter 7

For a moment, Yuan Yuanyuan wanted to roll up everything, jump out of the window, and wander around the world...

This was her true feeling in her heart. She really didn't dare to scroll down anymore, but she had to.

Although she only read one page, Yuan Yuanyuan understood several things.

First, her luck was completely gone. The painter did not get lost. People knew that the man in black was her, and he even followed her to her home.

Second... this painter is probably a tentacle monster. He painted what happened in the morning in the evening, and his speed was amazing.

Yuan Yuanyuan took a deep breath, looked at the moonlight outside, picked up a thick piece of clothing, wrapped herself up, picked up her cell phone and went out first.

What is this? This is.

So people should never meddle in other people's business. If she meddles in her own business, won't she get into trouble?

It only took Yuan Yuanyuan half a minute to roughly read through the comic without looking into the specific content.

She was not in a good mood at the moment and left in a hurry. Who knew that as soon as she opened the door, she happened to bump into two people.

"Sister Yuanyuan, you should go out too." Xiaoying walked in a hurry. As she walked, she said to the classmate behind her: "Hurry up, let's go to the alley first..."

Yuan Yuanyuan grabbed Xiaoying's collar and pulled her back, "It's so late. If you don't do your homework, where are you going? I lost it in the middle of the night a few days ago. Your mother and your father I’ve been looking for half a night, don’t you know?”

Xiaoying was pulled back directly by her. She was stunned, looked at Yuan Yuanyuan and said, "It's nothing, we just went downstairs for a walk..."

The classmate behind her was obviously relieved. Apparently she also felt that Xiaoying was messing around, but she couldn't hold her back and could only follow her.

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at Xiaoying. Her eyes were running wildly, and she kept looking at Yuan Yuanyuan, trying to figure out how to escape from her hands.

"Go home honestly and don't go out at night, do you hear me?" She turned around and knocked on Xiaoying's door, "Aunt? Aunt? Your daughter doesn't know where she is going. It's so late at night, don't let the little girl Going out after dark for half the day..."

"Ah? Xiaoying, where are you going?" Xiaoying's mother's voice immediately came from the door. Yuan Yuanyuan pushed Xiaoying and her classmates home, closed the door, turned around and went downstairs.

Now she just wants to find a quieter place to hide away.

Yuan Yuanyuan slipped downstairs and found a very secluded cafe.

She was wearing a loose dress with a hat that was firmly buckled on her head.

The face under the hat was no longer her own, but another face. She had never used this face before, it was a brand new face.

Although the original Yuanyuan could shapeshift, she was only half-experienced. Now she could only shapeshift into a few faces. The "man in black" before was considered one, and the current one was also considered one.

She found a corner like a thief, took out her mobile phone, sat in the corner, and read the remaining comics carefully.

["His friends all said that I did it...why did I do it? I have been with him for so many years and I just want to get married..."]

The car in the comic slowly drove into an alley. Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly frowned slightly as she looked at the alley.

["Don't think about it anymore." The man in black in the comic said slowly. He looked at the female ghost in white floating behind him. Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, he slowly reached out and grabbed her hand...]

This issue only briefly talks about what she did in the morning at the beginning, and the rest is about what the protagonist did during this time.

Yuan Yuanyuan read the comic again carefully.

She was very panicked at first, trying to stay calm, waiting for someone to rush over and drag her out of the coffee shop. Who knows, after carefully reading the entire issue, she got a Important discovery——

The painter concealed everything about her true identity.

Everything was concealed and nothing was exposed.

…

One is about her residence. The artist obviously did not paint blindly, but he did not reveal too much information either.

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Basically, for her conversation with the female ghost, the artist chose the perspective of being in the car, and the scenery outside the car window was not exposed at all. The reader can basically only see a perspective that is half blocked by the car seat.

Even the last words she said to the driver were not drawn by the artist, and the plot was cut directly there.

On the road from the outside to the home, the artist did not do much to depict the environment. The simple public background was very simple, with a little artistic blank effect.

The second thing is about her face.

The artist painted that male face, and it was also the most pleasing face she had ever imagined.

To be honest, this face is quite pleasing to the eye after being transformed into a two-dimensional character.

When Yuan Yuanyuan first learned to transform, she tried it on a few two-dimensional characters, so this face turned out to be really good and looks very handsome.

How handsome are you... When Yuan Yuanyuan felt that her life was getting unbearable, she silently set up a mirror, and after she transformed, she looked at the mirror silently for half an hour, and her life became inexplicably smooth. Nod your head...

Yuan Yuanyuan bit her finger while reading. She felt that this matter was getting more and more bizarre. The painter knew who she was, where she lived, and everything about her, but he didn't tell her and even helped her cover up.

What was this for?

…

[The man in black appeared again after a few issues. What was he going to do? ]

[I don't know... But the man in black is so handsome! ! ! ! Really so handsome! ! And very warm! ! ! ]

[Is this the character setting? I feel more and more that this monster may not have a good ending. Nowadays, cartoonists like to pick this kind of character to play death escape and make tears...]

Yuan Yuanyuan skipped the comments, picked up the drink on the table and took a sip, and continued to read. In this issue, the man in black was just a soy sauce. He just flirted a little when he appeared, and the rest was about the protagonist.

To some extent, the protagonist is a silly and sweet person... He is very simple and full of justice in his heart.

He was born in a famous sect, and he was considered a not very famous disciple. If Yuan Yuanyuan had just glanced at him before, but now, she looked at this demon hunter named "Fanning" and thought about it seriously.

Since this person came from a famous sect, maybe the prototype in reality came from those famous sects.

He has a strong sense of justice and often wears a pure white demon-hunting robe. There are many famous sects that respect white, but according to the comics, this person is obviously a very small character, and he is not outstanding even in his own sect.

If "Ji Qiu" treats this protagonist the same way as he treats himself, then maybe this protagonist has also been concealed a lot of information to prevent someone from finding him in real life...

Yuan Yuanyuan's mind was working quickly. She was just about to buy a backpack and run away, but now she was not in a hurry to leave, because she figured it out. Since that "Ji Qiu" knew her identity, she probably couldn't escape no matter where she ran to, not to mention that she no longer had to worry about the most important thing now-her residence was not exposed to the readers, and her identity was not exposed to the readers.

What did this "Ji Qiu" want to do? Simply... just want to draw a comic?

When Yuan Yuanyuan was thinking about something, someone suddenly slapped her back hard. She trembled and almost jumped up from the chair. She turned her head sharply behind her and saw that it was a man standing behind her.

"Ah? Sorry, I found the wrong person." The man was also stunned when he saw Yuan Yuanyuan's face and apologized repeatedly.

"...It's okay." Yuan Yuanyuan waved her hand. She knew that this person was a monster nearby. They knew each other and had even talked a few times. But now that she had changed her face, the monster probably wouldn't recognize her.

She was a little curious about why the man was looking for her.

Yuan Yuanyuan had sharp ears. She heard the man return to his seat and complain to his friends, "I thought it was the wanted monster, but it turned out not to be a stranger..."

"No way, didn't you say the back looked very similar?" his friend asked.

"No, I took a look, the face was real, not an illusion." The man said.

Yuan Yuanyuan drank the drink in the cup, stood up from her seat silently, walked out of the cafe, and prepared to go home.

...Are they similar?

Yuan Yuanyuan had never realized this, and now that she heard it, she was still a little scared.

She turned and walked out of the coffee shop, went downstairs to buy a box of instant noodles, and then returned home.

On the way home, she looked at the plants and trees around her, and inexplicably felt that everything around her was strange and familiar.

She felt that she had been stable for only a few days, and then she fell into another deadlock. She didn't know what Ji Qiu's purpose was, and she didn't know what to do with her future. Everything was a fog.

Ji Qiu held a knife in his hand, and the knife was always hanging over his head, and he didn't know when it would fall.

Yuan Yuanyuan walked to the door and took out the key to open the door. Xiaoying, the naughty child, had been suppressed by her mother. The corridor was quiet at this time. She opened the door and looked at everything in the house. The street lights coated them with a layer of orange-yellow light.

She slowly walked into the kitchen, boiled a pot of water, soaked the instant noodles, turned on the TV, and found an entertainment program.

Alas... the boat will straighten itself when it reaches the bridgehead, and living one more day is one more day.

No matter what, Ji Qiu didn't seem to want her to die now.

She picked up the instant noodles and ate them with a slurp.

Now there is a more difficult task in front of her.

No money.