My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 653 Vacation
Blake turned around and sat down, and Ethan stepped on the gas pedal.

The Chevrolet Saaban pressed the snow on the road and slowly drove in. There were even small animals in the woods.

Ethan saw a squirrel jumping up and down the tree quickly and disappearing into the canopy.

After driving for about two hundred meters, I saw a house with a gray roof and white walls.

It is not appropriate to describe it as a villa.

The mansion feels more or less the same.

It is much bigger than my own house.

A luxurious mansion is located in the mountains and forests wrapped in silver. From this angle, the house is as beautiful as a painting against the backdrop of the blue sky.

"God."

Stop the car and close the door.

Ethan stretched his waist: "I don't think you should sell this place."

"For a vacation, it's simply first-class."

After the vehicle stopped, there was silence all around, and there was a faint sound, and the sound of snow falling on the branches could be heard.

Come here to live in this kind of place from time to time, that is the baptism of the soul.

It was much more comfortable than going camping.

"Hurry up and help." Blake picked up a bunch of things and walked up the porch with difficulty.

Ethan also hung all the remaining things on his body, and walked up with her. This porch is not only at the front door, but also extends to the side, which feels like it has circled the house for half a circle.

Blake took out the bunch of keys and put them in the lock.

"Squeak."

With the push of her arm, the tall front door swung open with a soft crack.

The sunlight followed and shone on the wooden floor.

There is a grand staircase facing you, and there are many oil paintings and photos on the wall.

They are all portraits of people, it seems that they should be the original owner of the house and relatives, Ethan has sharp eyes, and found a photo of Blake when he was a child, which is very similar to now, with a grinning mouth and braces.

It's just that there are tall wooden walls on both sides, which seems a bit narrow.

The next moment, Black solved this doubt for him.

She put down her things, walked directly to a wooden wall, held it down with both hands, and pushed it aside vigorously.

Under her movement, the wooden wall as high as the ceiling moved slowly to the side, revealing the huge living room inside.

It turned out that this is just a thin partition wall.

Ethan also put down his things, and pushed away the wooden wall on the other side, so that he could have a panoramic view of the entire first floor of the house.

On one side is the living room and activity area.

On the other side, there is the dining room and kitchen, covered with dustproof cloth everywhere, the inside of the house is also very clean and tidy, with shiny wooden floors.

Without Black's command, Ethan quickly got up.

He put away the dustproof cloths and revealed the luxurious retro furniture underneath. The cabinets in the dining room were filled with beautifully patterned porcelain and various silver candlesticks.

In the activity area, there is a billiard table, and on the wall next to it, there are cue sticks hanging.

Although the pool table is well maintained, it can be seen that no one has used it for a long time.

There are also various exquisite ornaments on the fireplace in the living room.

Huge moose horns hang just above.

Blake was also very busy, Ethan cleaned up in the front, and she kept wiping with a few rags in the back.

Throwing the dust cloth to the corner, Ethan clapped his hands.

This thing will be ready for use in a few days, there is no need to put it away.

Through the living room door, I saw Blake standing by the wall of the wooden staircase, carefully wiping a picture frame.

Ethan walked over and hugged her from behind:
"Is this little girl the Liz you mentioned?"

In the photo, there is an old lady with a kind face, with two little girls on the left and right.

On the left, it's obviously Blake.

At that time, she should have been only ten years old, but her eyes were very recognizable, and Ethan recognized her at a glance.

The little girl on the other side was a bit shorter than Blake, and her appearance was somewhat similar to hers. It could be seen that she was also a beauty.

"Yes."

Blake wiped it carefully, with a sad tone: "When we were young, we did everything together."

"Later, my dad's job settled down and he picked me up."

"I have been living and going to school outside, and it is difficult for me to have the opportunity to come back to visit them."

"I didn't expect to come back this time, they have already left."

"Don't be sad." Ethan rested his chin on her shoulder and said softly, "They will be very happy when they know you're back."

"Ah."

Blake nodded and shivered again.

There is no heating in the house now, and it is as cold as an ice cave.

"Where is the switch?" Ethan let go of his hand and asked.

Tried the switch just now, the house is in a state of power failure.

"It seems to be in the tool room." Black is not sure.

Now they don't care about cleaning the upstairs. Under her leadership, the two of them walked to the back together. Solving the heating problem first is the top priority.

Go through the back door and down the porch.

There are also tall trees everywhere behind the house, and the place near the house is a bit more open, which should be a super large lawn.

There is a thick layer of white snow, and there are a few strings of shallow animal paw prints on it.

Next to the house is a tool room.

There were tree trunks piled up next to it like a wall, and Ethan immediately thought of the huge fireplace just now, and he needed to get some firewood later.

Blake opened the tool room, which was dimly lit and full of sundries.

After some fiddling, she finally found the electric switch and closed it.

Pressing the switch, the utility room was illuminated by lights. Ethan strode towards the corner and picked up a gleaming long-handled axe: "I'll get some firewood and burn it in the fireplace. It will heat up faster."

For such a large house, the heating speed of the whole house must not be very good.

"boom!"

A manic and explosive roar sounded, making Ethan's scalp numb with fright, and he turned his head quickly.

"Haha."

Black held a logging chainsaw, pressed the switch, the saw teeth began to move rapidly, and the sound became even more terrifying.

Wielding the chainsaw, she exclaimed excitedly:

"How about we use this, hurry up."

The chainsaw vibrates, and a big beauty drives this thing, which has a violent beauty.

"Shut it off."

Just looking at her trembling arms, Ethan shook the sharp ax helplessly: "Trust me, this one is faster."

With her small body, she has no strength to swing the chainsaw a few times.

Black turned off the chainsaw with some regrets. This thing is quite cool, it is quite domineering when you hold it, and it is also bluffing when you use it.

Even if the murderer sees this thing, he will feel guilty in his heart.

"Clap clap clap."

The sound of chopping and chopping echoed in the mountains and forests.

After two or three strokes, Ethan became familiar with the forceful technique of the axe. Under the swing of his axe, the tree trunks quickly turned into firewood of uniform size.

Blake was not idle either, moving one after another.

"Snatch!"

Ethan twirled the ax in his hand, the cold light flashed, and he chopped hard on the wooden pier, the ax trembled slightly.

In just ten minutes, a large pile of firewood was chopped out.

These things are enough for them to use for the next few days.

Picking up a large bundle of wooden sticks, he strode into the house, where he could already feel some heat.

Blake has already turned on all the electrical appliances that need to be used. She is squatting in front of the fireplace, using a large iron bar to fiddle with it. A raging fire is burning inside, and bursts of heat are forced out.

Her coat has been thrown aside.A few drops of sweat hung from his nose.

There was also a thin layer of sweat on the collarbone.

The sweat, with the jumping of the fire, shone crystal brightly.

"Whoa."

Ethan threw the wooden sticks in his hand onto the iron frame next to the fireplace, and neatly arranged them with his hands and feet.

After some activities, he also felt his body was warm.

Throwing the coat on the sofa casually, he twisted his waist left and right, and there was a crackling sound.

"what!"

Blake let out a scream and was picked up by him.

The next moment, her body flew into the air and landed on the large sofa.

The whole person was vibrating with the spring of the sofa.

"What do you want to do?"

On Blake's delicate face, with a few smears of black ash, he looked pitiful, like a bullied fawn.

In her eyes, it was full of happy smiles.

"Do business."

Ethan took out a bottle of whiskey from the bag next to him, took a big gulp, and said with a grin, "Vacation time, from now on."

The melodious singing sounded and echoed throughout the house.

The sound penetrated the window and caught the attention of the little squirrel in the tree.

It hugged the pine cone and looked at it. Regardless of the pine cone falling, it shyly covered its eyes with its paws.

Two hours later, under the action of the heating, the house was already as warm as spring.

Ethan lay on the sofa, biting a cigarette in his mouth, and exhaled comfortably.

"I'm glad you're here."

Blake leaned against him and said lazily.

As for that weird big hand, he was already unable to slap it away, so he could only do whatever he wanted.

"It's my pleasure."

Ethan scratched her nose with a smile, and pressed out the cigarette butt.

The breathing of the two slowly became calm, accompanied by the crackling sound of firewood from time to time, they slowly fell asleep on the large sofa.

After an unknown amount of time, Ethan was awakened by a slight chopping sound.

Subconsciously, she hugged to the side, but it was in vain.

He opened his eyes and looked at the fireplace. The firewood inside had turned into red coals.

Looking at the watch again, he had already slept for two hours, turned over and stood up, and walked in the direction of the sound.

The drinks and food bought on the ground have disappeared, and they should be cleaned up by Black.

She was busy in the kitchen, clumsily chopping some vegetables, and she was only wearing two thin underwear and an apron.

What a beautiful kitchen girl, Ethan leaned against the wall and flicked a cigarette into his mouth.

"How did you sleep?"

Blake turned his head and smiled at him: "Dinner will be ready soon, after eating, I will take you to a good place."

"Isn't the upstairs cleaned up?"

Ethan looked at her shaking body, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

"later."

Black paused for a while before chopping vegetables: "It's a lot of time, don't worry."

"Besides, just the two of us, sleeping in the living room is fine."

Of course Ethan has no objection, there is food, drink and girls, isn't that how vacation life is done slowly.

Leaving Blake busy in the kitchen, he wandered around the house with a cigarette in his mouth. The interior decoration is closer to the traditional classical style.

The house is not only big, but also very stylish.

When he turned to the corner of the living room, he stopped. He hadn't noticed just now that there was a gun cabinet here.

Inside the glass are two double-barreled shotguns, one long and the other short, with simple shapes and gray patches, and the walnut wood butts exude a warm luster.

It can be seen that these two guns are quite old.

Gun control in Texas is already very loose, plus a family lives alone in such a place, it is not surprising to have two guns in the house.

There was only a lock hanging on it, so he took the lock off and opened the glass cabinet.

Both shotguns are out and feel very comfortable to hold.

Open the barrel of the gun, and there are shotguns inside. This thing is not a joke. One shot can smash the head.

Ethan didn't put the gun back, but walked around with it.

After shopping around, I put the shotgun in a convenient place in the living room, and then went back to the kitchen contentedly.

"Dinner is ready."

Black put two dinner plates on the small bar next to him and beckoned him to sit down.

There are only two people here, how easy it is.

"This looks absolutely delicious."

Looking at the obviously overcooked steak, Ethan smiled and praised.

He picks up the fork, pricks a broccoli into his mouth, and decides in an instant that he can't let Blake cook anymore.

I came here to play, not to suffer.

"Thank you."

Blake ate happily: "I seldom cook, so you've earned it."

"exactly."

Ethan cut up the steak and put it in his mouth to chew hard.

"Delicious." Blake didn't care, maybe the food she made didn't taste good, she raised her red wine glass and signaled to Ethan, "May we have a wonderful holiday."

"When~"

The wine glasses collided and made a crisp sound.

Ethan drank the red wine in one gulp and said with a smile: "So far, everything is perfect."

They had dinner, and Blake yelled at him to get dressed.

Not only that, she also took a small backpack and put flashlights, whiskey and other things in it.

"Where are we going?"

Ethan got dressed and zipped up.

"Back Mountain."

Blake wears a jacket and throws his backpack behind his back: "I used to play there when I was a kid. I wish it was still there."

Hearing that he was going up the mountain, Ethan immediately hung the long-handled shotgun on his shoulder.

"rest assured."

Black waved his hand: "At most, we will encounter wild boars, there is no danger."

"Are you sure you can outrun a boar?"

Ethan flicked the cigarette into his mouth and lit it with a lighter.

"You make sense." Black pointed to Ethan, smiled and waved: "Let's go."

I don't know what can make her so excited.

When I went out, I didn't drive.

Led by Black, leave along the back door.

At this time, the sun was hanging on the side of the mountain, desperately emitting the last ray of afterglow.

After walking a few hundred meters along the road, Blake turned around and walked towards a corner. After a while, her steps slowed down.

This is a small cemetery, twenty or thirty tombstones are scattered in the snow, and a few birdsong can be heard from time to time.

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