Cooking in the Monster Shelter

The scene gradually became a little uncontrollable.

Little Red Riding Hood was shocked by the accident, and the white moonlight instantly turned into mosquito dung. At this moment, she was heartbroken and cried, and the sound of grinding teeth resounded across the beach;

The mermaid was frightened and panicked by Concubine Lin, and tremblingly hugged Lu Yinge's thigh for comfort, but the latter kicked away mercilessly. However, Lu Yinge had countless calculations, and he would never have thought that this woman was a complete tremor. The more he resisted, the more excited the other party was. In the end, he managed to soften his attitude and persuade her. Er even more vigorously, dancing his tail vigorously: "Are you finally willing to accept me, Darling! From rejection to acceptance, rounding means that you have a good impression of me, and then rounding up, you start chasing wildly, and then again Round up, we will live happily together forever!"

What kind of rounding is this?

The round fish face is matched with sharp teeth that make people suffer from intensive phobia, plus the silly and slippery whale tail...

Sorry, romance movies are really not suitable for you. Please play "The Eight Sisters of the Faithful Fish", "The Shaking Master on the Sea" or "The Mermaid in the Sewer".

They had a lot of trouble, and only Ming Chuan was alone at the beach in a daze. Lin Yan walked to the boy quietly and sat with him on the beach.

"sister."

Perceiving her approach, Mingchuan suddenly spoke softly and quickly raised his eyes. He seldom spoke out along the way, let alone take the initiative to talk to other people. At this moment, he only uttered two simple words. Before he could say the next sentence, he blushed first. The boy's voice was soft and soft, like a sea breeze blowing in his ears: "The sea...is it really like this?"

Concubine Lin didn't understand what he meant, and blinked blankly.

He was not ashamed, and timidly clung to his clothes: "Because, because I have never seen the sea, so I can only look at it in my dreams, but I never know what it looks like."

"Ocean." Lin Yan held up her cheeks with her hands, and glanced at the deserted and silent beach around her, "The real sea is much more lively than here. There are seagulls creaking and flying around, and occasionally fish will come from here. The water surface jumped out, and also, actually the waves hitting the shore are not dark blue, but snow-white, like a ball of cotton falling on the sea. You can see many, many people, many, many animals and plants, and the sun shines. When I came down, it seemed that the whole world was lit up."

Ming Chuan opened his mouth slightly, and his dim and melancholy black eyes faintly lit up.

But the light was fleeting, he didn't know what he was thinking of, and a dry arc was pulled around his mouth, with a little regret in his tone: "I want to see it with my own eyes. As long as I can leave there, no matter where..."

How much he yearns for freedom, how much he hopes to escape from the shackles and escape to some unknown corner.

But Ms. Lin knew that the boy would die unexplainably in a few years, and all the people in the orphanage would not even be left.

and many more.

As long as you can get out of there.

"Ming Chuan," Lin Hui hurriedly turned her head, "Did you remember something?"

The quiet and reticent boy opened his mouth gently, his side face being blurred by the dazzling sunlight into a bright white light. His voice floated and overflowed from his mouth, approaching Lin Hao's ear, but without exception, it turned into an indistinguishable blind tone.

A strong light flashed in front of him, and when Lin Lin opened his eyes again, he found that they were back in the dormitory where Mingchuan was located.

The beach, the mermaid, and the hopeful Mingchuan are all gone, and everything just now seems to be a flash in the pan. The image this time finally no longer happened at night, the bright sunlight shone into the glass window, reflecting the two figures in the room, one tall and one low.

The heroine in the picture is still the middle-aged woman with a weird look and an appearance that resembles a compass. She has kept her indifferent look like a day for several years, with her hands wrapped around her chest, her eyes down and squinting at the boy before her.

Ming Chuan was crying very sad for some reason. He was thin and weak, and his appearance was the most pitiful. At this moment, tears flowed out like unstoppable beads, and Lin Jiao couldn't help but frown.

"Please, please," he said, holding back the cry of trembling, his tears couldn't stop, "please don't let Ye Xu be taken away, okay?"

The woman was expressionless, like a solidified wax figure.

She stared at Mingchuan motionlessly for a long while, watching him crying and pleading to herself over and over again, just when Lin Hao thought she would keep this position, the woman raised her right hand unexpectedly.

Then he swiped it straight down and hit the boy's cheek for life.

The sound of the slap was particularly harsh in the narrow space, and her unwavering voice sounded deep in the next second: "This is not something you should be concerned about, okay?"

Mingchuan did not answer.

"Look at you, I've already said not to interfere in adoption, but you want to intervene sideways. Auntie beats you, but it's helpless."

As she said, she squatted down, keeping her eyes parallel to the boy in front of her. The woman’s expression was not turbulent, but what she said was horrifying, “Really, I used to hit a place where others can’t see it, but I got angry just now. Treat the wound properly and don’t let others see it. Otherwise, it would not be as simple as being beaten."

... Intentionally hit where others can't see? Does it mean the body covered by clothes?

Lin Yan looked at Mingchuan's long sleeves in silence, frowning subconsciously. The woman wore a half-sleeved long skirt, indicating that it should be summer, but his sleeves extended to the tips of his fingers, almost covering the entire upper body.

As if to hide something deliberately.

Apart from this doubt, why does Mingchuan cry so much because other children were "adopted"? Shouldn't the children in the orphanage have a brand-new family a lucky thing? What is even more incomprehensible is that this middle-aged woman also showed a secretive appearance about this, and even beat him on impulse.

"Don't cry, don't cry, let us think about other happy things together. Remember the story of "Lettuce Girl"?"

Concubine Lin was still thinking about herself, and she heard the woman's voice resounding unconsciously. She raised her lips slightly and wiped the blood spilling from the corners of the boy's mouth with her fingertips: "I told the most widely circulated version last night. Let you think about the metaphors under the story for yourself... Mingchuan, you come up with it. Yet?"

Lin Hao and Lu Yinge looked at each other.

"Lettuce Girl" is actually the original version of the very famous "Rapunzel".

According to legend, a couple was too hungry and went to steal lettuce from the witch's backyard to fill their stomachs. They did not expect to be caught one day. The witch claimed that she was merciful and would not be held accountable, but in return, the couple would give her the first girl they gave birth.

The two had no choice but to reluctantly agreed in order to survive. When the child was born, the witch came as expected and named her "Lettuce".

The Lettuce girl grew up slowly, and when she was twelve years old, the witch shut her into a high tower. The tall tower stands deep in the forest. It has neither stairs nor doors, but a small window on the top of the tower. Whenever the witch wants to go in, she just needs to stand under the tower and shout "lettuce, lettuce, hang your hair down", and the lettuce girl will drop her hair from the window and let her climb up along the hair.

The ending of the story is not unexpected. After the lettuce girl fell in love with the prince, she managed to escape from the tower and, like all other heroines, lived a happy life.

Lu Yinge frowned impatiently: "What's the metaphor for this, don't steal food?"

Concubine Lin didn't speak, but stared at Ming Chuan's cheeks.

Compared with the dream, he looks paler and thinner in reality, with only a gray coat on his thin body. At first glance, he looks like a piece of paper swaying in the wind.

If you observe carefully, you can find that in addition to the redness and swelling that appeared after being slapped just now, there are also many small old wounds. The bruises are particularly dazzling against the white skin. She could recognize that it was definitely not a look that could be formed in a short time. It is highly likely that she has been tortured and beaten uninterruptedly long ago.

It is an unquestionable fact that Linguang Orphanage is abusing adopted children. The biggest and most confusing question now is -

Are those staff members really "just" abusing them? Mingchuan heard that his friend's reaction after being adopted... it was a bit too strange.

Something more terrifying and unacceptable than being tortured--

Isn't it death?

Ming Chuan lowered his head and said nothing for a while.

Concubine Lin saw him tremble all over, holding the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands, and his voice trembling as he spoke: "The witch...the witch is using her."

"Oh?" The woman raised her eyebrows, her eyes flashed with unexplained light, "How to use it? Tell me more in detail."

"Girl Lettuce looks beautiful and lives alone in the tower. As long as she sends invitations to the woodcutters and hunters passing by, once those men see her, they..." He said, biting his lower lip, hesitating for a moment. Take a breath, "I will definitely want to climb up."

Lu Yinge was stunned for a moment.

The middle-aged woman showed a rare expression of appreciation, and the corners of her mouth curled up: "Go on, my child. Go on."

"But they won't know that this is a trap set by a witch. Just climb up the tower..."

When he talked about it, he couldn't go on any more, but the middle-aged woman on the side was in high spirits and laughed openly, "That's not bad, that's it!"

She stretched out her hand to touch the boy’s head, but the latter subconsciously avoided it. Because she was in a good mood, the woman didn’t care too much, but continued to say briskly: "The original version of this story is completely illogical—the witch did everything possible to steal the couple. How could it be possible that her child was just to imprison Girl Lettuce on a high tower deep in the jungle, raising her selflessly and freely day by day, but not doing anything to her? There are thousands of pedestrians passing through the forest, Why did only one prince appear under the tower, where did the others go? Even if those people did not fall in love with Lettuce Girl, even if it was the most basic kindness, why did no one want to call other villagers to rescue her?"

The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet, and the thin air was almost uncomfortably suffocating. There was no sound, and even the wind disappeared. Only the woman’s lips opened and closed, and she uttered cold and harsh syllables: "There is only one answer. Before meeting the prince who fell in love at first sight, the girl lettuce cooperated with the witch and made all the vain attempts. The people who went up to the tower were killed, and those who died were not given names. The storyteller would only reveal the most critical and unique information, and there is no need to mention the wasteful debris."

"This, this is pure fallacy!"

Lu Yinge gritted his teeth, unable to say anything for a long time, staring at the middle-aged woman's shriveled cheeks with a twisted smile.

He never thought of this possibility from beginning to end. Fairy tales should have been full of beautiful childhood fantasies and proverbs of truth, goodness and beauty, but now they have been forcibly altered into a perilous conspiracy story.

More sadly, Mingchuan actually guessed this meaning.

He is just a teenage boy. Before he could feel the light and warmth in the world, he was the first to be occupied by cruel sophistry and conspiracy. To a certain extent, the child’s contact with the dark side, even He was much older than Lu Yinge.

Lu Yinge was so angry that he couldn't speak, but the middle-aged woman said happily: "Lettuce girl is a bait to lure men. The tall tower that is difficult to enter symbolizes the closedness of women themselves, and the window is a gap that breaks the taboo. It implies acceptance. The image of lettuce is itself peeling off the coat layer by layer, revealing the most real body inside to others... Men, as expected, they are all creatures that think with their lower body. With a little bit of temptation, they will be able to think. Fever, giving up my insignificant life."

At the end of the story, there are already some meanings that are not suitable for children.

Compared with the initial panic, Mingchuan now seems to have been accustomed to this weird and bizarre story, showing a calm appearance, standing still on the spot.

His appearance is actually very delicate. At this moment, he stands upright with his eyes down quietly, without the slightest expression in his black eyes, which is easily reminiscent of a puppet doll without a soul.

"Damn, if you can see this bastard... I will definitely blow her head!"

Lu Yinge cursed as usual. He inadvertently touched Lin Hao and found that she did not show an expression of righteous indignation. Instead, he put his chin on his hand thoughtfully and placed his gaze lightly on Ming Chuan.

He couldn't hide things in his heart, and when he had doubts, he would quickly ask: "What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking that apart from the world where the fairy tale came true, we saw a total of three images. One is the woman in the dormitory reading **** nursery rhymes to the children about many serial murderers who dismembered and killed people; and the other is she told The stories of people cannibalism and wolf cannibalism in "Little Red Riding Hood" are vaguely mixed with some factors related to children's crimes; the third is the current period, the girl is forced by the witch to become a tool for murder."

Probably noticing the youth's sight, Lin Hui quickly raised her eyes and sighed silently: "Remember what the woman said just now?'The storyteller will only reveal the most critical and unique information.' Ming Chuan is in the orphanage. After so many days here, why are you so impressed with these few memories?"

"You mean," Lu Yinge frowned, "These memories, or these stories... are probably closely related to the secret behind the orphanage?"

Lin Yu nodded gently: "It's just that there are still too few clues. If you want to find out what happened in the Linguang Orphanage, you still need to slowly—"

She didn't finish her words, suddenly she took a look, pursed her lips and looked around.

When Lin Lin spoke, the vision of her eyes changed again, and her vision quickly distorted after a flash of white light, and finally turned into a sparsely grassed wilderness.

It's probably autumn now, the blue sky is endless, and the nearly yellow leaves are trembling tremblingly on the branches. The rustling cold wind silently stroked her arms, stuffing a bit of cold air into every blood vessel, so she couldn't help holding her hands around her, and took a breath.

Concubine Lin looked at the scene she had never seen before, and raised her brows with interest: "Is this a new map?"

The surroundings were deserted and lonely, and there was no figure in sight, and there was no Mingchuan who had been with the two before. She patrolled around for a while, only to spot a gray-haired old man walking on a hump and pushing a trolley alone at the end of the road.

Lu Yinge also saw his figure, a little annoyed because of the sudden change interrupted the conversation, and asked in a low tone impatiently: "What story character is that old man?"

"Where do I know."

Lin Yu smiled: "There are hundreds of fairy tales, and I don't know how many white-haired old men are among them. What's more, he doesn't have any outstanding features, and it is absolutely impossible to recognize him at first sight."

Lu Yinge let out a "huh", and the hairy ears on his head shook.

"Let's do it. Anyway, we don't know anything about the information here. It's better to try to contact the old man first. Maybe he is not hostile and can reveal some useful information."

Lin Yu was amused by his dazed and well-behaved appearance, adjusted her expression and continued: "Knowing yourself and the enemy is not dead, if something happens, it won't be too late for us to make a move. Let's go."

Lu Yinge quietly followed behind her without saying a word, his sturdy figure was especially tall against Lin Hao. Coupled with his always fierce and vicious expression, the whole person doesn't look like a new-age youth who is about to set up a new era, more like the sentence "If you want to cross this road, stay and buy money" in the next second. Mountain bandit with classic lines.

The farther you go, the clearer the old man's appearance becomes.

White hair and white beard, long thick beard like a pile of pouring snow, people worry about whether it will be completely melted by the sun in the near future. His appearance is not excellent, nor despicable and vicious, but the faces of everyone, and there is no impressive point.

The wooden cart in front of the old man was full of heavy fruits and vegetables, so every step forward seemed extremely difficult. Lin Yan gave Lu Yinge a wink, the latter understood, stepped forward to him, and said in a low voice with a gloomy expression:

"Old stuff, I'll push it, uncle."

Lin Concubine:...

Lu Yinge:...

open. screen. mine. hit.

shock! A civil servant surnamed Lu actually grabbed the cart with the old man pushing the cart in broad daylight. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? Please pay attention to today's statement: "After taking away the cart of the old man, will he continue to play the old cart with you"!

Are you trying to say "Master, I'll push things" and your mouth is sloppy! This is the legendary "Death before you leave the teacher", it collapsed at the beginning of the game! Hey! Coupled with your action of holding down the rear of the car involuntarily...

Sure enough, he was a robber who robbed his fortune! The other party will definitely misunderstand it!

Lu Yinge's expressionless face: "I'm sorry, I missed my words."

It's weird for verbal errors! You guy definitely said too many ruthless things at ordinary times, so you can't change it for a while! The old man's expression suddenly became super horrible, showing an expression that he was about to pick up a machete and stab someone!

"Where is the bastard, dare to touch my things!"

The white bearded old man's expression was slightly stagnant, and his blue eyes were as deep and muddy as a polluted pool. At the bottom of the pool, there was an unknown murderous intent. Obviously he was so angry that he looked up with Lu Yinge grimly, and his voice was like a matte texture: "A tiger does not have a cat, do you think I am critically ill? Be careful, I spit out mud on your face!"

...This uncle was also led by him, and started talking nonsense! Why do you spit out mud from your mouth, sir, did you secretly eat a few mouthfuls before! Can you please be nice to yourself before scolding?

Lin Yucao was speechless, standing in place with a complicated expression; at the same time, the proud old man with white beard finally realized his slip of the tongue, his momentum was suddenly shorter, and he bit the bullet and tried to save his face.

He was anxious and annoyed, and his words came out with a crackling mouth: "What to look at? What to look at! Being stared at by you really blinded my dog's eyes! Give me croak!"

This is too bad to be spitting mud and blinding the dog's eyes! What the **** is that "呱"? Is it because you want to say "Go away" and your tongue slipped! This is a serious copy of the adventure, isn't it a cute contest? Uncle, be more sober, don't grab the part of Prince Frog!

The old man with white beard rolled his eyes madly, his hair and beard were completely messy in the wind, and finally he said: "I'm going to kill you!"

He finally stopped talking this time, and his words must be fruitful. As soon as his words fell, he took out a bright dagger from his shirt and rushed towards Lin Hao and Lu Yinge.

The two of them were already ready to fight back, but before they waited for the other to rush forward, there was an unexpected figure behind the old man with white beard——

The figure that suddenly appeared quickly flashed behind him, raised the knife in his hand and dropped it. The knife pierced the latter's chest without hesitation, and the movements were clean and without a trace of muddy water. In less than ten seconds, the white beard lay on the ground with a bloodless face.

This set of movements is incredibly familiar, as if they have been tempered and tempered thousands of times. Concubine Lin raised her eyes in a little astonishment, and saw a familiar face under the shadow of the whirling tree.

Ming Chuan has already escaped from the most immature childhood and has the appearance of a little boy. He is probably in the initial stage of transition from boy to boy. He is still very thin, but much taller than before, and his facial contours gradually become tough and smooth, revealing white profile lines.

It's a pity that this beautiful and delicate face is too gloomy. The dark circles and the old scars remaining on the cheeks last for a long time. The dark eyes are not only gloomy, but also a bit of obvious murderous and indifference can be seen from it. Afraid to approach.

The once ignorant and shyness faded away, but Mingchuan's face was full of haze and hostility. Only when Lin Concubine and Lu Yinge looked at each other, the boy's tight expression finally eased slightly.

He showed a very light smile, slowly approached the two of them, stopped when they were not far away, lowered his eyelashes and said nothing.

Concubine Lin smiled and blinked at him, not forgetting to raise her right hand and wave it: "Ming Chuan, it's been a long time."

She was saying hello, and suddenly a fleeting shadow and wind passed in front of her eyes——

Ming Chuan took off his coat and put it gently on her.

Although the cloth was thin, it was enveloped in a layer of heat that seemed like nothing. She originally only wore short sleeves in the midsummer season, but now that she has a jacket as the lining, she finally won't feel too cold in the autumn wind.

The 14-five-year-old boy is in the period of changing his voice, and he will inevitably become a little hoarse when speaking. But when he spoke with a slight smile, he softened the original dry and cold pronunciation to a great extent.

Mingchuan said softly, "Long time no see."

The author has something to say:

Rapunzel, don’t believe me who is blind, hahaha, thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2019-12-1123:56:38～2019-12-1323:10:16~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 Yanhe;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!