Cooking in the Monster Shelter

When the sound of the key being inserted into the door lock sounded abruptly, Lin Yu just hid in the balcony holding An Qiao.

The wooden cabinet and the medicine were put back in place, and the balcony door frame and the corner of the wall just formed a blind spot that could not be seen outside. She stood tightly against the wall, and rarely, her heart began to beat violently.

The turning sound when the lock was unscrewed was like an invisible palm gripping his heart, and at the same time, a sharp pain came from the brain.

She has always had a high tolerance for pain, but because she hadn't been seriously injured for a long time, she felt a little unbearable for a while, and she barely made a sound until she clenched her teeth subconsciously.

The little shark who was in his arms noticed that her body was suddenly stiff, and carefully rubbed Lin Hao's neck with his head.

The boy's voice was low and inaudible, and he pressed close to her ears when he spoke, bringing a breath that was as soft as the night breeze: "Sister?"

Concubine Lin did not respond, and raised her hand to touch the back of An Qiao's head as a symbol of comfort.

The background time of this movie should be the spring and autumn seasons. Although the night temperature is not cold enough to enter the bone marrow, when the evening breeze seeps into the skin with the slightest cool air, it can still feel unbearable chill.

She endured the bursting pain in her mind, fixed the boy with one hand, and then quickly took off her coat with the smallest possible movement, and carefully draped it behind him.

The adult women's pure black denim jacket looks extra wide on the boy, and the hem covers a small part of the tail. The clothing fabrics in spring and autumn are not heavy, but the remaining body temperature of the other party can slowly spread across the skin, silently flowing into the blood, and finally wrapping his entire body layer by layer.

So warm.

So is the coat, and so is my sister. It turned out that being held in his arms by other people felt like this. The happiness in his heart made him indulged more than the comfort of the body. It was clear that not long ago, all he could embrace was the cold water and his body.

Because there was almost no distance between the two, An Qiao could clearly feel Lin Hao's body trembling slightly, and her heartbeat rate also accelerated a lot, like a heavy drum beating on his chest again and again.

There must be something wrong with her body, but he couldn't help him in any way, so he could only raise the right hand around Lin Lin's neck without saying a word, and touch her head awkwardly.

The boy's palms are small and light, and his movements are extremely restrained and gentle. When he falls on his head, there is only a sensation of touch, as if a bird flies gently across the forest with only a few scattered leaves.

But that is enough to make people feel happy and comforting.

Concubine Lin let out a sigh of relief, and the corners of her mouth curled up quietly: "It's okay, it's just that her head hurts a bit."

The severe head pain seems to have subsided a bit, and countless messy memories flooded into her mind, and finally stayed in a picture that she was completely unfamiliar with——

She glanced intently at the "404" marked on the door plate of the room, and hurriedly pushed open the door. The strong **** air made her unable to help covering her mouth and nose, and the black blood flowing all over the floor spread to her feet like a continuous stream.

In the center of the pool of blood lay four or five people with blurred faces. Another girl knelt down and suddenly raised her head in horror when she heard the door opening.

It was a face exactly like her.

This memory should be a reminder of the plot. The protagonist once visited her sister in Tianyi Apartment and witnessed the moment she committed a crime-what did they do after that?

Concubine Lin used the remaining reason to think that the protagonist could move here specifically to find his younger sister, indicating that the relationship between the two of them did not become stale. She chose to conceal it, and she might even become an accomplice.

In any case, it seems that she must go to Room 404 to go around.

"However," Lin Yu said secretly in her heart, "Why is the blood in this movie all black? At first glance, I thought it was ink spilled."

[My head hurts like this, and you still have to complain about it. In a sense, it's really amazing. 】

The narrator laughed, and the answer was serious: [Forgive me, we are also for the trial. Hua Guo's movie theaters can't have too **** scenes, so we can only deal with it like this. As we all know, the color of blood in movies is black. 】

Lin Yu: All right.

The pain in her head continued to spread, and she didn't have the energy to think about other things, so she turned her side quietly and focused all of her attention in the living room.

Quite different from the crazy ogre in the imagination, the young man who opened the door was wearing a very capable black suit.

The well-tailored silhouette outlines the thin waist and straight back of the young man. Looking up, they are followed by a white neck, thin lips that evoke a slight smile, a straight nose and deep eyes. The black frame glasses framed on the bridge of his nose gave him a gentle and elegant temperament, and the polite smile at the corner of his mouth made him look like a harmless gentleman.

Then the next second, the man leisurely opened the suitcase in his hand, revealing a girl who was **** all over.

"Hello there."

He squatted down with a faint smile, and stared at the girl in front of him without blinking. His voice was as gentle as the appearance: "You must be very puzzled to be brought here inexplicably. Introduce yourself, my name is Xie Zheng, I'm an ordinary person. Office workers, their hobby is food."

The girl's mouth was gagged by duct tape, she could only desperately let out painful whimpers, her body trembling, and her suitcase clashed.

"Cooking is a science, and the selection of ingredients is the most important thing. After tasting many different foods around the world, one day, I came across the most wonderful food in the world-human beings."

Xie Zheng paused for a while after talking about the evil, and after hearing the cry of the other party, he continued to speak: "Don't be sad, you will definitely be a good dish. This is something to be proud of - or, are you crying with joy? "

The man's voice was calm and indifferent from beginning to end, as if discussing irrelevant weather. Lin Yan slowed his breathing, observing his every move through the narrow vision provided by the corner.

"But don't worry, it's not your turn tonight. I have always had the habit of storing ingredients."

Xie Zheng stood up and turned around, pushed aside the huge wooden cabinet in the living room, and looked at the woman in the upper secret room with full of fear. He didn't care about it, but he said with a smile: "Long time no see. Are you ready?"

He seemed to be in a good mood, and gently tore off the tape from the woman’s mouth, and raised his brow when he saw the other’s trembling lips: “It seems that you can’t wait. What do you like to eat at ordinary times, Chinese food, Western food, Japanese food or Southeast Asian food? I will cook according to your liking. Are you happy?"

Messy memories and severe pain still occupy the whole mind, Lin Lin's heart slightly lifted up.

The woman knew that there were outsiders in the house. If she told Xie Zheng about it, it would be difficult to deal with the situation then.

One of the laws of horror films: When the protagonist is hiding in a corner, because of the sudden ringing of the phone ring, the sneezing, accidentally touching the bottles and jars around him, being betrayed by others, etc., there is a high probability that he will change the soup instead of the medicine. Will be discovered by the villain.

At the moment this thought passed through her consciousness, she heard the woman's trembling cry: "Please, please don't kill me, I will not call the police, and I will never tell others... As long as I don't kill me, I will do anything. do!"

She paused, her eyes widened as if remembering something: "There are still two people hidden in this house! They heard the sound of you opening the door, and they must be hiding in a corner by now! Go and make them into food, don't touch them. How am I?"

Concubine Lin: Gan.

Sure enough, he was guessed.

"Oh?"

Lin Yan couldn't see the scene in the secret room, and could only hear Xie Zheng's laughter: "Thank you for telling me. As a reward, let's cook you with expensive seafood."

Then came the woman's feeble wailing and the footsteps of leather shoes hitting the floor.

"You two, you must have heard it." He still smiled and took out the dazzling knife from his arms, "No matter what your purpose is here, please come out."

There was only the sound of the night wind blowing leaves around, and no one responded.

He seemed to have expected this result a long time ago, and unhurriedly stepped away from the long legs wrapped in his suit pants and walked to the room closest to him.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty and quiet space, and every time it sounded, it struck Lin Hao's eardrums, getting closer and louder.

It is located on the second floor, and with its current state, it is very difficult to meet or escape. When she hadn't been so embarrassed for a long time, her brain was so painful that she wanted to explode. As a result, her body lost all strength, and even the simplest thinking became a burden.

In the endless recollection, she saw the blood occupying the entire range of sight, the scene of handling the body, and the scene of howling and crying with her sister in her arms.

The protagonist is very likely to help his sister deal with the incident, but what is the connection between it and the main line of the latter’s disappearance? What is the reason for her headaches every midnight? Everything is a mystery that has not been mentioned. question.

"sister."

The immature childish voice interrupted the irritable thoughts. Lin had a terrible pain, and it took a lot of effort to reluctantly hold Ancho in his arms. The boy’s voice was too small to distinguish, she held her breath before she could hear his words: "I'll lead him away. When your body gets better, you will run away from the balcony."

She didn't even notice when An Qiao turned the fishtail into two slender legs. His tone was decisive, and before Concubine Lin had a reaction, he forcefully broke free from her arms.

"Ok?"

Xie Zheng heard the sound and turned his gaze around with the knife. He thought he would meet a certain lunatic in this apartment, but he did not expect to see a little boy.

Even if the fish tail is removed, Ancho's appearance can make people shine when they see him. The short light gold hair gleamed under the bright white light, covering the ears, and falling lightly on the neck; the green eyes were the most beautiful, like emeralds inlaid on the pale cheeks.

He was wearing a large coat that was obviously not fitting, and his two slender legs were exposed, trembling slightly from the cold and fear.

Unexpectedly, Xie Zheng did not show an expression of anger or doubt, but kindly squinted his eyes: "My kid, where is the person with you?"

Ancho did not answer, and quickly ran around him to the door.

Xie Zheng's skills looked much more vigorous than Wen's appearance, but he grasped the boy's thin neck tightly in the blink of an eye. His expression was compassionate and restrained, and his smile seemed to be deeply rooted in the corner of his mouth, and never faded: "You are so beautiful, and the dishes must be delicious. Good boy, the one with you...should be hidden on the balcony too. ?"

An Qiao's expression moved, and he hugged the man's thigh with his backhand, then raised his head and bit his wrist violently.

——He is buying time for Lin Lin as much as possible, although this is likely to anger the moody murderer in front of him and put himself in an extremely dangerous situation.

In that dimly lit house, he hadn't eaten enough for a long time, so his strength was not worth mentioning. But this action obviously made Xie Zheng feel sullen, and frowned slightly.

"Little friend," the knife light flashed in the air, and he turned smoothly in Xie Zheng's hand, "Don't show such a terrible expression, brother, help you draw a smile on your face."

"Hey," Lin Yan struggled to stabilize her slack consciousness, and asked the narrator in her heart, "How long will this state be better?"

[In theory, about ten minutes. Some weak-minded guys will extend it to half an hour. 】

The narration answered honestly, with some comforting element: [Actually, you are already very good. Most people's will is completely occupied and fell into a state of lethargy. You are the only one who retains your own consciousness so far. But in this state, you can't even move your body, and you absolutely can't save him. The movie is like this. There are always one or two supporting actors who sacrifice themselves to become the protagonist. You treat that as a mission consumable and barely save your life. 】

Lin Concubine: "Oh."

[I knew you were a smart girl. Almost no one can reach the end of this movie, it depends on your performance-hey hey, what are you doing! Are you all "oh"! 】

If the narrator can make an expression, then its current face can only be described in four words: dumbfounded.

No, this term is too light, and it's not an exaggeration to say that it is like "five thunderstorms".

The duration of the debuff at midnight varies from person to person, and depends largely on the protagonist's own willpower. Having said that, judging from the setting of the movie itself, it is absolutely impossible for the protagonist to have the strength to act during this period, and it is absolutely impossible for the duration to be less than ten minutes.

It is absolutely impossible.

But now, it watched Lin Yan take a step forward and rushed towards the place where the little shark was.

Not only did she move, she also lifted her right foot along the way and kicked Xie Zheng's face with precision and accuracy, kicking the latter directly out of a distance of one meter.

what.

What's the situation?

[You, this... this is impossible! The movie is clearly set, you can't move...! 】

It is already incoherent.

"be quiet."

Lin Yan endured the pain, and took advantage of Xie Zheng's dazed effort to grab the knife in his hand, bullying and bending his knees to press him under her body, and the dagger was hooked directly at the position of the man's Adam's apple.

An Qiao glanced at her trembling back and yelled softly, "Sister..."

Lin Hui smiled slightly at him.

She doesn't like to owe favors to others, and it is unacceptable and very dishonest for such a small child to die for her own sake.

If Ancho can save her life for her, she can do her best for Ancho and do her best to save his life.

-Even if it is to completely break the established rules of this world.

In previous missions, opponents often showed ugliness after being subdued. One cry, two troubles and three hangings are common. Tears shed can circle the earth twice, but Xie Zheng is not like that.

What made Lin Lin somewhat unexpected was that even if the man was suddenly attacked, he didn't panic. After seeing her, he even showed a stunned smile, and said softly in an almost petting tone: "Why are you? Xian The days are too boring, come to me as a guest? This way is too enthusiastic, I can't bear it."

Listen to the tone, he should know the protagonist, and the relationship between them seems to be pretty good.

In other words, it is the protagonist's abnormal sister who lives in Tianyi Apartment.

"I said it was you earlier, I wouldn't have been so troublesome." Seeing that Lin Hao hadn't spoken, Xie Zheng added on his own, with some helpless tone, "Which day is my kitchen open to you? Ah. What a fool, get off me quickly."

Narrator: Huh.

It knows that the plot will turn into this kind of trend. What is the name of this movie, "The Furious Tower," and it was simply renamed "Ye Qin Lou Dong: My Two or Three Things with Murderers".

The plot is played off, the setting is completely collapsed, what else is trustworthy in this movie, everything is just scraps.

Bah, its worldview has been wiped out, so it just quit.

[The falling of the leaves is the pursuit of the wind or the unretaining of the tree; the eyes are facing each other, and what is wiping out is the flame of emotion or the spark of love. Mountain without mausoleum, heaven and earth, dare to be with you! 】

[Lin Yan Xiemei smiled and pressed him under her body involuntarily. The ambiguous atmosphere dissipated with the night, and the man's warm breath was in the air, which made her want to get closer. 】

[Looking at her cheek close at hand, the man's eyes darkened slightly. He has never tried the taste of being pushed down, heh, very good, this grinning little fairy has successfully attracted his attention! 】

Concubine Lin: I don't, I am not, don't talk nonsense.

Hey, is the narration going on? This sounds like a line that only appears on Dracula's side.

She was puzzled by these uninterrupted romantic drama narrations, and in the next second she felt a rush of heat approaching her face——

The young man in a suit and leather shoes stretched out his hand to straighten the black-framed glasses, then lifted his arm along the way, and gently touched the top of Lin Hao's head. He still had a polite smile, and said in a helpless, gentle tone like a kid: "Stop making trouble, get up quickly."

The head, which had only been in severe pain, was stroked so gently, and he felt a touch of relief. Concubine Lin's slightly trembling arm was slightly stagnant, trying to take her attention away from the top of her head.

[Night, so quiet. The man's big warm hand brushed her hair very tenderly, and his smiling black eyes made the heart fluttering wildly. Looking at the deep and clear eyes of the little girl in front of him, his eyes were full of doting, and his cheeks blushed slightly. 】

Narrator: Hahaha, I'm not crazy.

It was saying happily, but as soon as this sentence fell, Lin Hao raised her fist mercilessly and slammed Xie Zheng's right cheek, and said in a calm tone, "You have admitted the wrong person," moron."

Too cold, too domineering, why didn't she play the leading role in that domineering president's film? She definitely leads the trend and new fashion.

This heavy muffled sound can be described as tears from the listener, and the narration choked for a moment before taking a breath.

Then add something with a zombie-like stiff voice.

[His eyes are full of doting, and his cheeks are slightly reddish—he was beaten by her. 】

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