Synopsis of the comic version: "Big brother, it's not good! Our monster master has been captured again! "How is Master, now?" "Meowed." “…… Let's not save him yet. ———————— Serious Version: Legend has it that in the middle of the night, there was often a strange person wandering among the villages and wilderness of the Qin Kingdom. It carried a lantern and a long robe, did not speak to anyone, did not stop, and drank only a bowl of wine whenever it passed through a crowd; If there is wine, you are drunk, and when you are drunk, you are singing; Singing is joyful, and the sound is crying blood; The Weeping Blood, often a story, is crazy, incoherent, obscure, grotesque and sensational. When it is said to others, everyone calls it a fallacy to confuse the ears of the people. No one knows what it looks like when it's buried in the shadows, where it came from or when it appeared, or even its gender. Some people say that he is a rugged strong man, while others insist that the voice he hears is a soft and cute girl. But people don't really care about that; People only cared that there were many people who, after a night of chatting with this weirdo, no matter how old or young, no matter how high or low they were, they were fulfilled a wish - no matter what wish. "Would you like to hear a story?" It sat down by the campfire, puffing the bowl in its hand. This time, coming from under the hood was a young male voice from Qingyue. [Book tags]: The light text style is daily complaining, the group portrait is suspenseful and slightly heavy, and the food drag racing is also like Cthulhu. Brain hole text, double protagonist, with a female protagonist.