Cooking in the Monster Shelter

"Have you ever met a human like you?"

Narcissus looked up and down the little girl in front of him, with a gleam in her beautiful eyes: "I do have the impression. I should have seen him a few months ago. He was a kind-looking, tall man-a human being. It has been a long time since you have appeared on this land, why did you come here?"

"The place where we live has abnormal energy fluctuations, so we came here to investigate."

Concubine Lin's heart moved and quickly took over the stubbornness: "Do you know where he went?"

"The man once asked me if he knew the reason for the rapid expansion of the power of this land. I heard it in the mist and didn't understand what he meant, so I told him—"

The handsome blond young man frowned slightly, seemed to be lost in memory, and even his voice was in a trance: "I told him that such unpredictable things, ordinary guys like me would never know, if it is true If you want to find the answer, you can ask Odin. The only one who can control the power of the entire land is that guy."

"...Odin?" Concubine Lin repeated the name, with a hint of hesitation in her tone unconsciously, "The King of the Gods?"

"The king of the gods?"

Unexpectedly, Narcissus' always meek and peaceful face was filled with mockery and sarcasm, and raised his eyelids to look at her with profound meaning: "If you have to call it that, then be it-humans seem to call it that way. He, Odin is indeed a leader in this field."

The tone was flat, and he didn't notice any respect.

In fact, those complicated myths and legends are actually derived from human imagination. The so-called "Creation God" has never existed from beginning to end, and Odin and others, who are the prototypes of gods in this world, only have special Ability to be a special creature.

Thinking about it this way, Narcissus naturally had no reason to be respectful to him.

"Walk straight up this river. At the end of the river, you will find the'shrine' built by Odin."

Narcissus was very patient, or perhaps it was due to the loneliness of not talking to other people for a long time. The conversation never stopped: "One thing to note is that there is a wolf tied to a boulder not far from the shrine. If it yells at you or demonstrates, don’t be scared—it will never break the chains, you just need to keep moving forward blindly."

Concubine Lin asked clearly: "The wolf tied to the stone...is it called Fenrir?"

She had also heard this story.

It is rumored that Loki, the **** of lies, combined with a certain giantess and gave birth to three monster-shaped children. Fenrir, the giant wolf, is one of them. From the moment it was born, it was predicted that it would lead to the death of Odin. The gods feared this brutal monster. After thinking about it, they decided to imprison it under the chains.

So they first deceived the wolf's trust, and then used the chain to fasten it without hesitation. Fenrir was terrified, but couldn't get rid of it no matter what, so he showed a pleading look and asked the gods to give him freedom.

But the gods turned a blind eye to this, and even took the opportunity to put a sword in its mouth, with the hilt leaning against the lower jaw and the tip of the sword facing the upper jaw, forcing the giant wolf to open its blood basin and mouth, unable to hurt people with its sharp teeth.

Since then, Fenrir has been living in endless **** until the dusk of the gods.

——In the battle of the Twilight of the Gods, the wolf Fenrir finally broke free of the magic chain and killed Odin, the king of the gods.

As the prophecy said.

Contained Lin's thoughts, she said softly: "Since Fenrir is ferocious and cruel, why don't you kill it directly, but imprison him in a chain?"

"Kill it?"

The young man sneered slightly, his eyes flashed with complicated emotions of unknown meaning. The legend said he was arrogant and looked true: "Those so-called'gods' have a high self-esteem, and never want to be stained by the dirty blood of monsters— —Even if Fenrir did not do any actual harm. I advise you not to have high expectations for them, it is just a group of self-centered egoists. Legends are one thing, and the truth is completely. Another irrelevant matter, if you have expectations, you will inevitably be disappointed."

Lin Hao did not speak, and gently pressed her lips.

Narcissus could not be more blunt. If you think about it carefully, the truth is more or less reflected in many legends: for example, Athena jealously attacked her heart, turning a girl with better textile technology than herself into a spider, cursing her for eternal life. Continuous prevention and treatment; another example is the sea **** Poseidon tarnishing Medusa, causing her to be turned into a vicious monster of half human and half snake by the goddess.

The gods also have seven emotions, emotions, anger, sorrow and joy, and their desires for plunder and jealousy are even far beyond ordinary human beings.

And this is the truth of myths around the world——

The raging history of a group of monsters.

"In the story of human creation, the'gods' imprisoned Fenrir next to the boulder because it is necessary to conquer monsters and maintain peace, right?" Seeing her look stagnant, the young man continued to add, "In fact, the truth is completely Not so. Just because of a prophecy that'Odin will be killed by a demon wolf', it was tied to a chain shortly after its birth. The group of respectable guys claimed to have captured the murderous beast, but in fact, at the time, Fenrir It's just a cub who doesn't understand anything. You should have a look at the scene at the time. It was so small and wounded all over, struggling helplessly between the chains, begging them to let it go with your eyes, but all you got was A sharp sword stuck in your mouth."

He paused while talking, and dark light surged under his drooping long eyelashes: "This is what the'gods' did to consolidate their rule. The source of everything is nothing but a stupid prophecy. Although saying this will make you sad, But if your friend hasn't reappeared for a long time, then he is probably... already buried in Odin's shrine."

Concubine Lin's figure swayed obviously.

"I understand," she said, "but I still have to go and see it anyway."

In the quiet gaze of the youth, the pale little girl turned her subject in embarrassment: "What about you? If you can't find that girl, what will you do? And if she has never really existed before, it's just a falsehood. The shadow of...Even so, do you have to insist?"

"I will always look for her."

Narcissus raised the corner of his mouth lightly, and said in a flat tone: "If you can't find it in one day, just wait until the next day; if you can't find it in a year, there will be another year after all. If she doesn't exist, when I realize this, maybe I will disappear. At the time-you know, now I am just a ghost who exists to find her, and only rely on this obsession to survive in the world."

Lin Lin's heart was stunned, and she couldn't speak for a while, but she somehow understood his thoughts and thoughts inexplicably.

People like them are always chasing something in their lives.

When she was in the Cleft Club, she regarded Qin Zhao as the only reason to live desperately, and the future she was looking forward to was all related to him. At that time, my wish was simple and beautiful. As long as I thought of seeing him again when I woke up the next day, no matter how bad the environment was and how unbearable the injury was, I could go to sleep with a smile full of expectations;

Later, when I learned of Qin Zhao’s death, Lin Lin had the thought of seeking death. At that time Jiang Zhaonian looked into her eyes and told her very seriously: "Your life is his own life. If you die , What is the significance of his contribution?"

So Lin Lin finally put down the knife in her hand and knelt on the cold floor and wept loudly.

——They are all poor people who have finally found sustenance in the dim and hesitating life, but have lost the most important thing in their lives.

She collected the thought of telling Narcissus the truth, and pretended to say goodbye to the young man without knowing it, but the latter unexpectedly stuffed Concubine Lin something, opened her palm, and discovered that it was the palm-sized mirror.

"This portrait always looks weird."

He smiled implicitly, unable to see the real emotions: "She in that river is fine. Thank you."

Perhaps from the petrification of Medusa, he vaguely realized the truth of the matter, so he wanted to discard this mirror that might reveal the truth and try to maintain the eternal dream in his heart.

Ms. Lin thought, perhaps Narcissus was really just because of his preference for that hazy beauty, and felt that the appearance that was too clear would break the illusion.

But no matter what, he will continue to chase that phantom——

A phantom that is close at hand and far away in the sky, which has always existed but never really existed.

At the time of parting, Concubine Lin asked him nonchalantly: "That wolf has been locked on a rock for so many years, no one wants to help it leave?"

Narcissus was silent for a moment, and then mocked: "Saving it is equivalent to standing on the opposite side of Odin in public. Confronting the leader also means becoming the enemy of all the inhabitants of this land-no one will take it for its sake. In danger, isn't it?"

Saying goodbye to the young man on the riverside, Lin Ma walked slowly along the river.

The wind is filled with the **** smell of Ruoyouruowu, mixed with a faint smell of decay, holding your breath and discerning carefully, you can hear the whimper and fierce roar of wild beasts embedded in the sound of the wind. The river beside him seemed to stop flowing, and when he glanced sideways, he only saw a puddle of stagnant water that was so calm and strange.

The bright and splendid realm of the gods is a nest where monsters live, and gods with infinite glory are selfish ugly monsters. If this kind of thing spreads to human society, it will definitely cause epic panic.

The bushes receded a little bit, blurring into a blur of ink in the distance. Concubine Lin didn't know how long she had been away, and suddenly heard a few domineering voices.

"Stare, stare again! Don't worry, I will dig out your eyeballs!"

"Just like this, what big storms can be caused? Even if you are killed by us today, no one will care."

"Looking at the injury on its leg, it probably can't even stand up."

Under these chaotic and noisy voices, there was a low and hoarse howl like a beast. Although it trembled slightly because of pain and fatigue, it could not conceal the exposed sharpness, with innate violence.

She greeted the prestige and first saw a giant wolf with black eyes and red eyes. Its size is far beyond ordinary people's imagination, it is about five times the size of an ordinary wolf, and its hard mane is like a long black thorn that people dare not touch.

The wolf's mouth opened wide, exposing the sharp fangs inside. It trembled violently because of emotions, and its upper and lower mouths pressed deep into the ends of the sword, oozing black and red blood.

It was Fenrir who Narcissus mentioned to her.

Standing in front of the giant wolf were three half-human and half-bottle creatures with a provocative sneer on their faces. When they heard the footsteps, they all turned around.

"Strange, what kind of guy is this?"

"Doesn't it look similar to the undead species? It won't be-a legendary human?"

"Humans? Those poor bugs that were eaten as food by us hundreds of years ago?"

Lin Yu was amused by the "legendary humans". When she looked at them in time, she heard the bull head in the center speak: "I haven't seen a human for a long time... I punched and kicked this guy all day. I’m almost tired of it. I’m very lucky to have a new toy delivered to my door today."

The four legs of the giant wolf are horrible, and almost all of the fur is condensed with blood, exposing several blood mouths of varying lengths, most of which should be masterpieces of these three.

Lin Yan swept their muscular arms nonchalantly, and yawned nonchalantly: "It's really lucky."

Faced with the three tauren gradually approaching herself, she squinted her eyes profoundly: "Don't worry, my heart is kind and won't hurt you too much."

The three of them laughed together and grinned and wiped their tears.

So within two minutes, three trembling bodies lay flat on the ground.

As soon as the battle started, the girl had to declare the end. The girl's movements were fast and fierce, and her palms were as fierce as a knife, so that they could not find a gap to escape, and could only be knocked to the ground with a face full of confusion. Regarding this situation, the embarrassing three brothers were unexpected, and their small eyes were full of big doubts.

In their impression, human beings are without exception timid and ignorant, and they have always regarded them as gods with awe in their eyes. Even if they are hungry and want to eat, people will not resist the slightest, but obediently serve them fresh and delicious. Maiden as an offering.

——But it is such a race that actually directly beat them and beat them to the ground?

Concubine Lin took a tissue to wipe off the blood and dust on her hands, and raised her eyebrows in a cold voice: "Just your appearance, you shouldn't be able to make a big storm. Even if you are killed by me, no one will care, right?"

——This woman actually imitated their lines to speak! It's definitely the devil!

Thirty-six tactics are the best tactic, and the tauren people fled. Lin Yan didn't pay attention to them either. He turned his eyes and landed on the giant wolf who was panting violently beside him.

She looked at it intently for a long time, and then asked with a clear tone to her chest: "Fenrir?"

The giant wolf's eyes were fierce, and the throat made a low, hoarse sound of boiling water.

The little female in front of her was a race she had never seen before. She was not pale and translucent like a ghost. Compared with Odin, who claimed to be a "god", she lost a lot of the oppressive feeling of the sacred bird. She looked small and beautiful, her white skin added a little haziness to the dim light, and when she raised her eyes to look at it, a gentle and peaceful light flowed from the slightly raised slender eyes.

There are many emotions in her eyes, curiosity, anger, surprise, and a little smile, but there is no disgust and fear that it is most familiar with.

It's strange, thought the wolf.

It looked like a small white ball, it should be delicious, but she just defeated the three lawless guys, like a delicate-looking flower, only when she got closer, she found that the stems were all with poisonous thorns.

"My name is Concubine Lin."

The female started to speak on her own, and got closer to it: "How can I be so embarrassed... That group of people is really too much."

Fenrir made no response, thinking about the opponent's next move in his heart.

Among the thousands of inhabitants of this land, most of them would detour in panic when they saw it; some of the courageous knew that the giant wolf was bound by chains, so they swaggered past it and said Some insidious words laugh at the ugliness that it is tied to it; very few will use it as a tool for daily anger venting like the three bull heads, a ready-made sandbag that will not resist, no one will refuse.

what about now? What is she going to do?

"Being trapped in this kind of ghost place, you must be very unwilling? I am not malicious, don't be afraid." She said with a chuckle, "I will be very careful not to make you feel too painful."

It was what she said before beating the three bastards.

This woman really wanted to torture it.

Fenrir erected the aggressive long hairs all over his body, because they had not been trimmed for a long time, they were all bloodied into a ball, so when they stood up slightly trembling, they had more visual impact.

If it is not bound by the chain, it will tear the throats of these guys completely; if it does not put a sharp sword in its mouth, it will definitely be able to bite off their heads in one bite.

But it can't do anything now. It can only stare at its scarlet eyes, lay dying on the icy ground, and watch the other party raise its hands and get closer and closer to him——

Finally reached into its mouth where it was pierced by the long sword.

The notorious fierce beast's breathing was stagnant and froze in a daze.

"Try to open your mouth as wide as possible, shouldn't it be a problem?"

The alien girl who has never met holds the hilt in both hands and looks up at it: "If you want to take it out, it will inevitably scratch your mouth, so bear with it."

What is she doing?

Is this a trap, or a malicious joke?

Someone like her used to pretend to pull out the sharp sword for it, and it waited gratefully, but the other party just grinned and held the hilt, slammed it deep into its mouth, in the piercing pain, Fenrir heard the other person say: "I really thought I would help you? Don't be silly, you disgusting broom star!"

The faint flame burst out from the bottom of my heart, but disappeared in a flash, and was stomped into the dust fiercely. It has long been accustomed to punishment, beating and scolding, so it firmly believes that Lin Hao is just repeating the old tricks. For a while, he is angry and annoyed, but because of the physical pain, he loses his strength and can only send a low level from the deep throat. Roar.

Why do you have to do this to it.

Obviously it has never done anything, knows nothing, and has been **** here shortly after birth. How can it become a target that everyone hates for some reason.

It is not reconciled.

As expected, there was a sharp sting in the mouth. The **** air spread from the mouth to the tip of the nose, the dark red pupils of the giant wolf were dark, and a strong hatred gradually spread, but in the next second, a confused and flustered look appeared in the eyes of the giant beast——

Although he accidentally scratched Fenrir's mouth while moving the sharp sword, Lin Hao managed to take the sword out of its mouth in the end. When the blade fell on the ground, it made a very clear "ding-dong" sound, driving straight along the eardrum, and rushing straight to the brain.

The string of reason suddenly broke at the same moment.

The sword in its mouth that was put down by Odin himself...was fucked? The other party is still a white and tender dumpling that looks like it can be crushed with one slap? Does she know the consequences of doing this?

"The sword is already fucked." Lin Yan took a step back and quickly touched the long hair on the side of the giant wolf. After feeling the hard touch, he raised his brows novelly, "Do you still have to keep your mouth open?"

It wasn't until he heard these words that Fenrir realized that he kept his mouth open. For a long time, the upper and lower jaws were opened by the sword. It has long been used to being forced to open its lips in pain. At this time, the sword was pulled out. On the contrary, it was a bit panicked and uncomfortable, not knowing how to make the correct action.

Like a toddler, the wolf shuddered and tried to close the blood basin. The fixed form of the bone encountered a sudden brute force, and it made a cracking crackling sound. The pain was terrible, but it just wrinkled its face into a ball without making any screams.

Lin Yu stood silently beside Fenrir, and when he finally closed his mouth halfway, before he could be happy for him, he saw the suspicious gloomy gaze of the other party.

——Don’t she know that the consequence of helping it is to become an enemy of Odin? Why do you want to stain your hands with filth for its insignificant existence? She...doesn't she dislike its dirty body?

"Be careful, your body cannot adapt to it for the time being, don't force it too much."

Concubine Lin lowered her head slightly, took out an object from her pocket, and quickly stuffed it into the wolf's mouth that hadn't completely closed: "I originally planned to give it to the uncle. Let's make an exception and give you a piece."

The surviving reason told Fenrir that it was probably a kind of poison that saw the blood seal the throat, or some kind of weapon that it had never heard of. The imaginable pain did not come as expected, and it gradually filled the entire mouth. It has a taste it has never tasted before.

Because the mouth was forced to open, the hungry monster had not eaten for many years, but miraculously did not die. It is tormented by hunger and pain every day, and it is going crazy. The only thing that has been tasted is the unpleasant smell of blood like rust.

At this moment, unsuspectingly touching the smell, Fenrir became stiff almost helplessly, converging his consciousness to the tip of his tongue.

It cannot be said to be the specific name of that feeling. It only feels that layers of fragrance gradually grow and spread between the lips and teeth, like a small flower in the mouth quietly, and then the flowers bloom more and more, occupying the whole mouth a little bit, which belongs to spring. The tenderness and sweetness of the two seasons of summer came in.

Like the wind with the fragrance of flowers and the shadow of trees, and like the soft clouds on the horizon, it seems to be broken into fragments with a light touch.

"how does it taste?"

Seeing that the other party swallowed it without chewing, Lin Hui a little helplessly curled up the corners of her mouth, and then cautiously fed a piece into Fenrir's mouth: "It's called Napoleon cake, it's not for swallowing directly, you have to slowly Chew-the cream inside is the essence, it's super fragrant with strawberries."

It doesn’t understand what “cream” is, and it has never heard of “Napoleon”. Although in the clouds and mist, the giant wolf still rarely shows a docile appearance. It tries to move its stiff upper and lower jaws, and uses sharp teeth. Bite away.

This is really an extremely weird sight. Surrounded by broken ruins full of killing and plunder, the infinite blood stretched from the horizon to the bottom of the river. The petite white girl and the blood-covered wolf faced each other, and then opened her eyes wide and stood on her tiptoe, toward her mouth. A Napoleon cake is stuffed in it.

——Fragrant and sweet snacks decorated with strawberries and pink cream.

Napoleon cake, also known as French pastry. Lin Yu’s work is based on strawberries. The puff pastry is roasted into golden yellow. Layers of puff pastry are overlapped. The middle layer is filled with cream. The top surface is covered with layers of orderly and full-grained strawberries. Look There is a girlish heart with a kind of pink and tender feeling.

Before reaching the mouth, the crisp fragrance has penetrated into the nasal cavity. Fenrir’s mouth is several times the size of an ordinary person. It naturally saves the trouble of cutting with a knife and fork. Put the whole into the mouth and bite it. The sharp teeth pierce the fresh strawberry, and the sweet and sour juice suddenly overflows, like The refreshing summer wind hovered on the tip of the tongue, which greatly increased its appetite.

Further down, you can touch the cream piping that is also spread over the top layer. The cream is not greasy, it is filled with light sweetness, the fluffy taste is reminiscent of delicate and soft velvet, and every bite is full of texture. And the adjacent meringue has a distinct layer, full of chewy, crisp to the ultimate taste, fragrant, burnt, crisp, and sweet. It only takes an instant to completely conquer the evil wolf who has never tasted sweets.

Teeth bite the puff pastry, making a brisk sound, the fragrant and silky cream and the refreshing and juicy strawberries reluctantly toss and turn in the mouth repeatedly, the milky fragrance faintly faints on the tip of the tongue, when the strawberry is hidden in the middle The jam secretly oozes from the meringues, and the tip of the tongue seems to dance with joy.

Three layers of meringue and two layers of butter jam, each layer is a completely different kind of temptation / temptation, crisp and soft, strong fragrance and sweet and sour, Napoleon's small body contains almost all the satisfaction that sweets can provide .

The pain and confusion that had tortured it for many years seemed to retreat behind the curtain at this moment. What filled the whole body was another wonderful feeling, which was probably called "sweet" according to what the strange little girl said before her.

——But what is her purpose?

It is not ignorant of its own situation. Seen as a thorn in the eye by the leaders of this land, he has been locked next to this huge boulder since he was a child. What's more, he has been battered and bruised all over his body. Now it is a worthless waste. It is extremely difficult to even stand, and he can only lie half-dead. By the river.

Give it goodwill and get no benefit.

"You must not understand why I should help you."

Between Fenrir’s chewing, Lin Yan looked down at its eyes, and her emotions were concealed under her long eyelashes: “Actually, I don’t understand. I’m not a nosy person—well, sometimes , There is still a loss."

As she spoke, she seemed to smile, and her voice became very soft: "Perhaps because you are very similar to me."

Fenrir's eyes flickered, and he looked down at her in confusion.

They are obviously two kinds of people who can't fight with each other. This girl looks delicate and outgoing. She must have grown up in a carefree, star-shaped environment, and she is alone, and she has to bear suffering from birth.

"In the beginning, there was not much difference between me and you. I wandered aimlessly on the street, fighting for life in order to survive, resenting everyone in the world, and not sure what the future should be. Where to go."

When she spoke, she had a very light tone, as if she was narrating trivial things that had nothing to do with her. When she said this, Concubine Lin suddenly bends her eyes, and a soft smile overflows from the bottom of her eyes: "Later I met someone. His mouth was stupid. I don’t know much about chicken soup and big truths, but I don’t hesitate to take me at home, and sometimes tell me awkwardly that there are so many likable things in the world, and if I haven’t met them, I will go my own way. It’s a shame to hate the whole world—in fact, after thinking about it, there are many things that are likable, but the most important thing to me is the person who told me this. It is because of meeting him that I can find The courage to continue living."

Fenrir did not speak, although the vigilance and rejection of strangers still remained in his pupils, they were much friendlier than they were at the beginning.

Before Jiang Zhaonian went missing, he called her very briefly. The man on the other end of the phone sounded calm and calm, chatting with her aimlessly as he used to, when he was about to say goodbye, he suddenly said in a half-joking tone, "Don’t forget to be kind." Ah, grandma."

Thinking that he had already made the determination to die at that time, Lin Hao never thought that it was the last conversation between himself and Jiang Zhaonian.

When human beings were born, they were certainly tens of thousands of independent individuals who were not connected to each other. They were able to gather together because of the fetters of blood, communication, and so on. Among strangers, such fetters are more embodied in the gift of each other. Goodwill" in.

In the constant transmission and extension of the goodwill, she gradually became "Qin Zhao", and gradually learned Jiang Zhaonian's life in the world. It is not clear whether it is the nostalgia and retention of them, or a kind of obsession passed down from generation to generation.

But in any case, it was precisely because of meeting them that the once indifferent and selfish little girl finally learned what kindness and salvation are, and at this time, she stretched out her hand to it without hesitation--

Then he divided some of the light he got from them to Fenrir who was also in darkness.

The giant wolf opened its mouth silently. It wanted to make a sound, but found that its throat, which had not been used for many years, was dry and could not make a sound at all.

What is your purpose here? How is that person now? Are you not afraid of me or Odin's revenge?

All the mysteries were buried deep in my heart. It frowned, and saw the little girl in front of him also frowned.

She is sad.

There was a hoarse, soothing sound in his throat, and the awe-inspiring wolf raised his scarred front paw and gently covered it on Lin Hao's head.

It knew that its paws were dirty, so it didn't really touch her, it just stayed quietly in the sky close at hand.

This soothing was stiff and clumsy. The huge dewclaws pressed down a heavy shadow and enveloped her completely. Lin Hao raised her head in surprise, and was slightly stunned after seeing its movements.

The uncle is right.

The goodwill is passed on continuously.

The girl sighed, an endless smile filled her eyes, then quietly raised her arm and gently stroked Fenrir's dark fur with her palm.

Covered with solidified scars, the long hair still has a hard touch, standing upright as if never admitting defeat, just like it.

The pupils of the giant wolf suddenly shrank.

It is not without physical contact with outsiders, without exception, it is a unilateral brutal beating, and the girl's palm is soft and almost unreal, reminding it of the soft ground after the rain, it will be soft and sunken with a slight touch.

It didn't dare to use force, and could only stalemate in a panic. Then she watched Lin Yan take a deep breath, let go of her hand as if she had made a great determination, and walked around the huge rock behind it.

That is the source of the chain that binds it.

"The Twilight of the Gods..."

She flicked her fingertips across the cold chain, and she murmured in a dark expression.

If all gods are high-sounding lies, if there has never been pure good and evil in this land, if the starting point of all actions stems from jealousy and power——

Then she got a reasonable reason for releasing the evil wolf that is deeply sinful in the legend?

Behind him was the clinking of iron cables, and Fenrir was heartbroken, not daring to look back. Every minute and a second seemed extremely long, and in the endless waiting, a clear female voice broke the silence.

Concubine Lin chuckled as if she was relieved, and struck her eardrum with words and words: "You are free. Get out of here."

All this happened without warning, like a dream.

It suddenly became a little scared, if the dream suddenly shattered, he would wake up again in endless despair——

"I can only untie the chain from the stone. The shackles on my feet need a key. Maybe I can find it in Odin's palace."

Concubine Lin was still talking to herself, Fenrir leaned down and stared at her, making a tentative sob.

It was begging her to take herself to the shrine.

"Your injury is too serious. If there is a conflict, accidents are easy to happen." Lin Yan looked down and smiled, and the corners of her mouth were wide open. "If I can come out alive, I will definitely come back to say goodbye to you, okay?"

With a slightly intimate tone, no matter who it is, it is difficult to refuse.

So Fenrir had no choice but to agree, and silently tilted his head to look at the majestic golden palace not far away.

It is a symbol of the status and status of the ruler, based on the myths and legends of mankind a few years ago, and named "The Shrine".

Fortunately, this world has not differentiated into obvious classes, and there is no strict guard in the palace of the outside world. The road to the shrine was unexpectedly smooth and smooth. Without much effort, Lin Jia overcame the wall and entered the back garden of the palace.

The scenery in the garden is much better than the appearance of "withered vines, old trees and faint crows" outside, but because of the inaccessibility of people, it adds a sense of lifelessness.

Concubine Lin mobilized twelve minutes of vigilance and walked lightly between the trails. The gate of the shrine was closed, but the window was half open. She turned into the hall in a familiar way, still empty.

It's really strange.

The atmosphere is quiet and almost weird, not like a serious residence, but like some kind of ulterior conspiracy being held in secret, so it is so depressed.

The lights of the whole building are dim, and the blood-red sunset seeping through the windows is even more disturbing. Lin Yu walked aimlessly for a long time, and finally noticed an unusually bright light outside the room on the basement floor.

Feeling something, she held her breath and moved forward. When her right hand slowly opened the empty door, she couldn't help but froze in place.

The area of ​​the house is small, the floor is painted with a complicated formation similar to a six-pointed star, and a bright blue gem is suspended firmly in the center. The gem was packed in a glass-like container, round and round, with an incompatible crack in the middle, as if it had been chopped by a knife.

What shocked her most was the several human skeletons displayed in the corners of the room. They were scattered everywhere, and no emotions could be seen in their empty eye sockets. Some skeletons were quite old, and the clothes were rotten to pieces, and some were relatively recent, and the appearance of the clothes could be recognized.

She saw the dark brown trench coat at a glance.

That was the first time Lin Lin used his salary to buy a gift for Jiang Zhaonian after working part-time. At that time, he was as happy as a child, laughing endlessly in Lin Qingyan's contemptuous eyes.

And now, it appears on a lonely skeleton.

Before the words in his throat could be spoken, a strange male voice sounded behind him, with a slow sneer, like a cat condescendingly asking the mouse: "Does it look good?"

Concubine Lin endured the sore eyes, gritted her teeth and backed away and turned around.

The man behind her should be Odin, the king of all gods in rumors.

Just like in the story, this unsmiling old man looks like he is about fifty years old, one eye was scrapped due to an accident, and he was half drooping weakly. He wears a wide-brimmed hat and a dark gray cloak studded with stars on his shoulders, reminding her of the endless night.

Concubine Lin forcibly resisted the choking and took a deep breath: "What did you do? This room—"

"You should understand a little bit, don't you?"

The man’s tone was faint, with no emotion in his muddy eyes: "This gem has gathered layers of energy in this world. When it reaches a certain limit, it accumulates