Cooking in the Monster Shelter

As soon as Xue Nv's voice fell, the temperature around her body suddenly dropped to zero. The scattered water droplets condensed into snow-white frost, and turned into sharp blades to stab the young man in front of him quickly.

Jiu Tun never thought that things would develop in such a situation, and immediately dodged sideways, avoiding the ice blade that was rushing towards his face.

"You woman, do you have a problem with your head?" He was so angry that he turned into a monster, his blood-red eyes staring like copper bells were full of murderousness, and his voice was deafening. "The king invited me kindly, but you didn't Know good or bad... I will let you die here today!"

Xue Nu didn't bother to communicate with him any more, her beautiful and sad eyebrows erupted under the wind and snow, and at the same time she moved her fingertips, accumulating a blow.

According to the setting, Jiu Tun Boy is almost an invincible existence. He is invulnerable, and no ordinary weapon can kill him. Only Lin He can fight against the existence of supernatural power.

If this is an RPG adventure game, Jiu Tun Boy as a boss-level character is definitely at full physical defense and physical attack.

However, Xue Nu used magic attacks.

In terms of resistance to magic, Jiu Tun Boys approached zero.

The thick ice cubes spread and grew from the soles of the feet, wrapping the entire body of the monster at an incredible speed. An unbearable chill came out from the deepest part of the internal organs. Jiutun Boy was so cold that his teeth trembled and kept trembling. Because he couldn't exert his strength, he could only watch the ice more and more until it rushed to his neck and cheeks. Eventually reach the position of the brain.

Jiutun Boy, who had completely turned into an ice sculpture, gave up thinking.

What resounded throughout the night was his final roar with all his strength before being frozen: "As a man, what's wrong with liking Oppie!"

"Just, it's over like this?"

You Haoyu didn't expect the battle to end so quickly. Not long ago, the dazzling Jiu Tun boy was almost killed in seconds. He glanced at the Snow Girl timidly, and in addition to his respect for this beautiful woman, he was more of endless fear.

My mother was right, the more beautiful women are, the less they can provoke them. Concubine Lin and Xue Nu are the best examples.

The woman’s face is no different from flipping a book. The Snow Girl was still fierce for a second. When she turned her head to look at Lin Yu and the others, she suddenly turned into an old mother’s gentle and kind smile: "Well, this scum can no longer If you do anything wrong, go home and reunite."

Lin Yan looked soft and weak: "Sister, you are our savior! In this way, I can go to Dajiangshan Palace and rescue other girls—there are so many sisters who are suffering, I How can you bear to run away alone!"

The Snow Girl is very pleased: "Good girl! You are right, we can't just enjoy ourselves. There are millions of girls who have been deceived by scum, and we can't let them go."

After she said that, she showed a firm gaze and stroked the black hair hanging in front of her: "The concubine body has decided that in the future, I will no longer stay in the mountains to abduct men, but go to places where humans gather and personally help every victim. The girl killed by a man. The world of women is a family, you don’t save, I don’t save, when will women achieve success!"

You Haoyu:...

Yaoshou! The Snow Girl was brainwashed and became the aunt of the neighborhood committee to be an emotional coordinator! Wake up sister, you are a horrible legend that kills people without blinking, not from the Women's United Association!

After bidding farewell to the Snow Girl, everyone who finally got a short rest time unanimously decided to go to a pharmacy not far away.

The shops in the whole city are kept as they are when they are open, and the doors can be easily opened. The lights of this world are not like reality. Even if an incandescent lamp is hung on the wall, after pressing the switch, it will not reflect the dazzling white light, but a dim and thick yellow light slowly seeping out.

The pharmacy was filled with the smell of mixed disinfection water and medicine, and the long shelves showed a somewhat misty and terrifying atmosphere under the faint light, and the pouring down silence complemented it, making people feel flustered.

Concubine Lin carefully searched for some iodophors and wound medicine, and walked to Lin He who was sitting on the bench: "Take off the mask."

If I remember correctly, he received a solid punch on the face not long ago, and even the mask was oozing blood.

Lin He lowered his head, and the black hood and messy bangs on his head concealed most of his expression. He did not take off his mask obediently, and his body shook slightly for some reason.

I don't know if it's because of pain or tension for no reason.

"If you don't take the medicine off, the wound will worsen sharply."

Lin Yu squatted down in front of him, raised his head and met the young man's eyes. She thought that Lin He was awkward because she looked different from ordinary people, so she promised: "Don't worry, we have never seen any weird urban legend. No matter what you look like, everyone will not be surprised."

He still didn't speak, blinking hastily.

If this were the first time I met, facing Lin Hao's straightforward sight, he would definitely think resentfully and helplessly, this woman would do whatever he wanted with the mandatory rules of the association, and he would never accept her approach, and wait until tonight. , We must kill this guy from shame.

But now Lin He's brain is blank, he can't remember anything, only the roots of his ears are hot.

After a stalemate hesitated for a while, he finally nodded in compromise and gently took off the mask.

You Haoyu who was next to him stared at him blankly, and couldn't help but let out a "wow".

From the time of meeting to the present, Lin He has always maintained the image of wearing a hood and covering most of his face with a mask. This kind of dress is either solitary and withdrawn, or looks really sorry for the audience, blocking his cheeks out of self-knowledge.

-He originally thought that the president belonged to the kind of person who had both of these points.

The indoor lighting was dim, like a thin layer of mist covering the youth's face.

If you don't look at the lower half of his face, Lin He definitely feels like a flower of Gaoling that is thousands of miles away, resolutely cold and indifferent, like a knife that has not been sheathed. But once the mask was taken off, this feeling changed completely.

The bridge of the nose is tall and straight but not cold and hard, like a beautiful piece of white jade; the thin lips have soft and smooth lines, although they are slightly white because of the pain, the overall look is pink and tender, which is somewhat inexplicably cute. His face line is also gentle, his white cheeks show a few **** mouths from the previous battle, the left cheek is also slightly bulged, with his round black eyes and slender eyelashes, it looks... actually a little bit sprinkled. Jiao prays for protection.

I thought it was a lonely and arrogant wolf, but from the outside, it turned out to be a sheep wrapped in wolf skin. Who would want this.

"Eh."

There was a moment of silence at the scene, until Concubine Lin said in his heart on behalf of everyone: "You look... kind of cute."

Lin He wanted to stare at her.

As a result, before the scolding gaze was sent out, he blushed first, and the burning feeling even turned soft with his eyes. It was not fierce at all, but it seemed a bit wronged.

"So, you don't want to be handsome when you wear a mask, but you are worried that you are too cute to intimidate the contestants?"

Concubine Lin couldn't help but smiled with her eyes bent, and raised her hand to take off his hood.

As soon as the hood covering the top of his head fell, Lin He's soft and fluffy black hair exploded. His hair was obviously more disobedient than others, and he brought a little natural rolling, because the fierce battle before was stumbling all over, as if he had just woke up.

Unexpectedly, it was really a sheep.

Su Ze turned sideways, covering his mouth and smiling; You Haoyu looked at the idol in his heart revealing his true face, and was speechless.

No wonder the president is so sweet, so he can talk love.

It turns out that he is very sweet!

"Okay, don't move."

Concubine Lin gently fixed his fingertips on the rushes and chin to stop his small struggle, then lowered his head again and put the cotton swab in iodophor.

Lin He was almost pierced into his face by Jiu Tun Boy's claws before. Although he did not leave a deep bone gap, he broke a few **** mouths under the sharp knife wind.

Lin Yan stared at his wound with full concentration, and the cotton swab was lightly touched next to the blood stain, causing the young man to frown slightly.

He didn't speak or move, his whole body stiffened like a statue, only his eyes drifted around uncontrollably, trying to avoid the sight of the little girl in front of him.

In fact, the reason why he feels so uncomfortable is, in the final analysis, the punishment mechanism of the association. Those pains originate from deep in the body. Simply treating trauma is nothing but a drop in the bucket. As time goes by, these pains will gradually disappear on their own.

But Lin He did not tell her.

He has always disliked unnecessary and useless things. He didn't know why. Only this time, he chose to keep silent and waited motionless for Lin Yan to rub the medicine for him.

The wound was faintly scorching pain under the nourishment of the potion, and there was time flowing slowly and almost still, Su Ze and You Haoyu's subtle conversation circling in the ears. The light soaked the whole person in the hazy orange-yellow, and the tip of the nose was enveloped with a hint of familiar and unfamiliar lemon fragrance in addition to the strong smell of potion.

Lin He has long been accustomed to staying alone in a dark corner. Even if he is injured, he will only wait for it to heal on its own. At this time, he thought for the first time, it seemed that this was also good.

The wandering gaze turned around, and halfway through, he was caught off guard by Lin Hao's meaningful gaze.

The flame behind his ears burned more and more vigorously, slowly spreading to his cheeks, he subconsciously breathed, but his gaze stared straight at her resolutely.

She was in a good mood. When she smiled, her eyes flashed brightly like a starry sky: "Thank you for helping me."

To his surprise, Lin Lin looked a little embarrassed: "You will be injured this time. Most of the responsibility lies with me. I'm sorry. I just wanted to make a joke. I didn't expect the things I wrote to be so effective. You really He’s going to rush forward desperately... If something like this happens again in the future, you just leave me and run away."

Lin He was slightly taken aback.

There were many noisy voices in his heart that said to him that Ms. Lin was not a good person, not to mention scheming, insidious and vicious, and treated everyone around him as a disposable tool, and he could not give her too much trust, otherwise he would get angry.

Everything is false, all his unexplained emotions to her and the apology that she has shown now are all hypocritical illusions.

"No matter what happens, you must remember that your liking for me is not voluntary, but because of the story I wrote on that piece of paper." Lin Hua smiled at him, her voice very low but firm , "You don't like me, and you never owe me anything. I'm sorry to put you in such a dangerous situation for no reason."

Never before, the young man's heart trembled quietly.

Among the complex voices, suddenly a tiny but extremely clear voice came from the bottom of my heart, telling him in a categorical tone: it's not like that.

Even if she was deceitful and evil, playing with the world, when Jiu Tun Boy's fatal blow was about to pierce his body, it was Lin Lin who spared his life to push him away at the very moment of the battle.

Obviously, as long as she was slow for a second, she would be buried under the claws of the monster.

With a ghostly messenger, he said solemnly: "I will help you completely because of my own will."

Lin Yan evenly applied the ointment to the red and swollen areas on the young man's face, turned his gaze and looked up at him: "But your will itself has been distorted."

This time, Lin He didn't look away in a hurry.

He fixedly looked at her and retorted in an awkward tone: "No."

Concubine Lin smiled helplessly.

She only treated the other person as angry, and nodded after a long while: "Okay."

After the wounds on the cheeks and arms were roughly bandaged by Concubine Lin, the severe pain in Lin He's body also relieved a lot on its own; Su Ze and You Haoyu were out of breath after rushing non-stop. Now they have a short rest and finally recovered. A little normal and healthy complexion.

"When you get here, you shouldn't be too far from your destination." You Haoyu sighed, "Maybe we can really find the Weird Talk Association and successfully get out of this game."

He was completely helpless to participate in the night of urban legends. He was still holding a trace of hope that he might survive to the end. He didn't expect that his life was hanging by a thread when he met the first strange story, and he was scared to death.

But Lin Yan is a completely different kind of person from him.

He is bound by the rules and can only escape aimlessly when encountering strange stories, but she does the opposite, playing the escape game into an urban legend hunting battle. It was clearly a game of "only one person can live", but she made it look like "only one monster can live."

If it were her, she might really break the established rules.

What's more, the president is also on their side.

While thinking about it, he followed the large group of troops forward, boldly observing the surrounding scene, and suddenly heard a cry of sobbing.

There was silence all around, this voice was like a cat's claw that suddenly came close to the ear, and it was scratched hard in the ear, and the strange feeling of cold and itching passed through the blood vessels directly into the heart.

"Strange," Su Ze condensed his gaze to a place not far away, and said in confusion, "That girl is crying, is she also a human being in the competition?"

At the place where his gaze was condensed, there was a young woman squatting impressively with her back to the crowd.

She was wearing a thin shirt, her thick black hair was tied into a braid, and she squatted down to the ground, shaking irregularly with the shaking when she choked. Fragile cries fluttered in the evening breeze, making her look weak and helpless.

"No." Lin Yu took a step forward and looked at the girl's back carefully, pretending to be mysteriously squinted, "This is the protagonist of a ghost story."

[Urban Legend Nine: Girl with Braids.

This is a story that prevails in Hong Kong and Taiwan. Like many traditional urban legends, the protagonist is a ghost transformed from a vain woman.

Legend has it that a male student went home alone after school. While walking on the street late at night, he inadvertently saw a woman with braids and weeping on the side of the road.

The student couldn't bear it, and asked her why she was crying. The girl choked and replied that no one wanted to talk to her. Her voice was gentle and nice, plus the pitiful tone I saw when I was crying, and immediately asked the boy to speak without hesitation: "Don't be sad, I am willing to talk to you. Can you turn your body around?"

The girl seemed to smile.

In the dim light of the street lamp, she slowly turned her head. It was only then that the boy was extremely horrified to discover that the girl's face turned out to be a braid.

After tempting innocent passers-by to approach, the braid girl will wrap her hair around their necks or pierce it directly into the victim's body. Hair is her invincible weapon, and almost none of the people who met her were able to come back alive.

The legend ends here abruptly. As for the sacred girl with braids, audiences have different opinions.

Some people say that when she was crossing the road in the middle of the night, her long braid was accidentally caught by a fast-moving car, because the sky was dim and the driver did not notice. Under such a strong pull, the woman touched her face on the ground, her braids, scalp, and face were torn off. She died tragically on the spot. Since then, she has never lost her grievances and is a disaster for people.

It was also said that she was abandoned by her lover, and hanged herself under a big banyan tree. When she died, her long braid drifted in the wind. Because I haven't been noticed for too long, my face gradually rotted away. Later, when her resentment condensed into a soul, she wandered on the street where she died.

Many people have claimed to have seen the rumored girl with braids on the street, and photos related to her are quickly circulating on the Internet. It's just that most of the image data is blurry, and when the shooting time is at night, only a long braid can only be seen vaguely. As for whether it is true or not, no one can tell. 】

"Ghost story?" Although he is one of the urban legends, Su Ze is a human setting that is rooted in the red. It is inevitable that he is a little bit guilty about things such as spirits and monsters. "Is it time for us to run?"

Before Concubine Lin could speak, the unfamiliar female voice rang through the young man's ears with a smirk: "Run? It's too late!"

Then Su Ze, who didn't know the truth, watched the girl stand up from the ground and turned back towards them.

Her front did not have the face she had imagined, but the same long braid. Among the thick black hair, she actually had a pale lips with a strange shape like white paper.

What is this.

Su Ze:...

Su Ze rolled his eyes and almost died on the spot.

"One, two, three, four, four faces." The braid girl's lips twisted into an arc that ordinary people can't imagine, like a whirlpool, "It's all mine, it's all mine!"

Accompanied by this roar that is no different from scratching a blackboard with a nail, the hair rope tied with the braid fell, and the black hair that broke free of the shackles rose into the air, turning into a lock of water snake-like hair and pounced at several people.

Lin He was quick in his eyes, and stood in front of him. He tried to cut off his black hair with a dagger. Unexpectedly, the hair was very tough and extremely tough. The blade could not cut it off, let alone the dagger. The dagger was swept away and left far away. In the open space.

"Hey, it's useless!" Her lips were twisted more severely, and the broken laughter was no different from the broken bellows. It was frightening to hear. "My hair is a completely different material from human hair. It is impossible to be bladed. Split. You have no way to escape, give me your face obediently!"

Long hair, darker than the night, has the ability to expand and contract freely. In a short time, it forms a large net overwhelming the sky. When it sways in the air, it seems to be ripples of water.

Concubine Lin knew that the opponent's target was their neck.

"Let go, let us go!" Su Ze reluctantly supported You Haoyu's shoulders so that he would not fall to the ground, "We have no grievances and no grudges against you, as the saying goes, there are causes and results..."

"There are not so many sayings!" The braid girl retorted in hatred, "I am not happy, no one wants to be happy; I will be happy only when I see you are not happy!"

As soon as the voice fell, the dense hair net diverted into several strands, like a thick rope rushing straight forward.

You Haoyu dragged Su Ze to flee in a hurry, and the latter screamed desperately, "Bah! Why do you want so many faces? You cheeky ugly woman!"

Lin He moves lightly and swiftly. He easily dodges the black hair to attack, and ingeniously carries it around in circles, letting his hair entangle one knot after another on the trunk, but they grow crazily. There is no intention to stop at all. Unable to stop.

Only Lin Lin quickly avoided the attack, while focusing on her shoulder bag, reaching in for something, her movements slowed down unknowingly.

"I'm running out of strength!" The girl with pigtails gave a smirk, "Your face...I want to tear your face off! Don't want to own anything I don't have!"

She roared menacingly, seeing that her long hair that was surging like a wave was about to touch Lin Hao's neck, the latter calmly raised her arm to reveal something in her hand.

In the wanton growing twilight, under the soft street light, she could barely see what that thing was.

A small but delicate metal lighter.

Girl with braids:...

Braid girl: "Um, ah, wait a minute—"

Lin Yan ignored her, smiled before her long hair had time to retract, and pressed the lighter switch hard.

Compared with ordinary people's hair, the braid girl's hair is more like a flexible and firm rope texture. This material is not easy to break free and cut off, has a very reliable performance, but correspondingly, it will burn more easily than ordinary hair.

The orange-red firelight resembled a long tongue that popped out suddenly, breaking through the darkness in an instant, licking/licking the night and the hair that was close at hand mercilessly.

Numerous hairs come out of the same source, and now they move the whole body with one hair. Although it has only been burned to a point, it spreads upwards with lightning speed. When the fire reaches the hair roots, it quickly spreads to the entire scalp, and then extends through the hair roots to every other hair strand.

But the ghost itself has no entity, she can't put out the fire, she can only watch the flame spread, and the unpleasant smell of scorching quickly fills the air around her.

Her hair was flammable, and the fire came and went fast. The flames faded in less than a minute, leaving her head full of curvy like instant noodles, exuding foul smells, and already burned. Defocused brunette.

It's like doing a free plasma ironing.

It's really like "The fire you breathe is my look".

The braid girl was completely silent.

She was shaking her body, subconsciously raising her hand to touch it. However, the hair burned by the flames is already fragile, even if it is blown by the wind, it may turn into scraps at any time. At this time, she moved gently—

The braid girl heard the sound of something breaking.

The instant noodles crumbled and broken by the exploding head crashed all over the place.

There was only a lonely ball shining in the light, the thief was bright, and the thief was round, like a big light bulb.

Between baldness, the sky is dim and the earth is dark.

The bald head is like the blue sky and white clouds, clear sky, bald and stormy, and there is nowhere to hide, which is always unexpected.

It's like she never knew that she would appear so bald in the coffee shop on the corner of the street.

She doesn't seem to be called "braid girl" anymore.

"Bald girl" is fine.

Su Ze, who was onlookers eating melons, couldn't help it. He laughed out loud and asked her incomparably: "Master, have you come down from the nun's nunnery?"

"The great leader Grandpa Mao once said that a single spark can start a prairie fire."

Concubine Lin caressed her brain with her hand, "I'm sorry, I'm a party member."

Bald girl: Get out!

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