Cooking in the Monster Shelter

Little Red Riding Hood followed behind Lin Lin with a stiff face, looking faint, but in fact he had already bitten this **** into hundreds of pieces in his heart.

Since being mercilessly thrown to Snow White, Little Red Riding Hood has embarked on his first journey as a marathon runner. The rotten mad woman obviously lost all her sanity. When she saw someone, she yelled "Prince" and rushed forward. She endured the stench and ran desperately until Lu Yinge returned with the poisoned apple.

——To be honest, she didn't think that group would come back.

Lu Yinge's target was extremely accurate. He raised his hand and threw the apple into Bai Xue's wide open mouth. The latter swallowed it wholeheartedly, and quickly shook his body and sank to the ground.

Concubine Lin had no guilt for throwing her out, and pretended to step forward to comfort: "Oh my god! Are you okay, dear!"

Look at her red face and listen to her breathlessness. Is this still called "okay"?

Little Red Riding Hood smiled forcefully: "It's okay, sister don't worry."

"It's okay! Sister takes the overall situation as the most important thing, and has to sacrifice your life for a while. You won't blame me?"

This **** with a thicker skin than the city wall.

You actually started to boast about yourself, Lin Concubine, you have no heart.

Bah, not only to blame you, but also to cook you raw in braised, steamed, stir-fried and stewed in a pot.

Little Red Riding Hood was furious, and could only shake his head tremblingly all over: "I understand, my sister is also forced by the situation."

She couldn't fail to report the enmity this time, but the rash shot was definitely not their opponent. If you want to retaliate against Concubine Lin, you have to continue to lie by her side.

Lu Yinge grabbed the poisoned apple with his hand. Although it was wrapped in cloth, the sticky and nauseous sensation was still like bone gangrene, and the ghost remained on his fingers.

He washed his hands by the river for five minutes, and was finally willing to get up and stop, because the sky suddenly rained.

The weather changed without warning, and the heavy raindrops dripped down like a Tianhe river bursting its bank. The smell of Snow White's hut was filled with people, and everyone had nowhere to go. As they ran aimlessly in the forest, they happened to see an ancient castle.

The ancient castles in Western Europe are not as luxurious and solemn as those in the movies. The icy stones are piled on each other, and they look like a gray-white tall giant in the distance.

Pushing open the door that has been sealed for a long time, there is dust flying in the sky like white mist oncoming, there is no sunlight in the room, and it looks dark and gloomy.

Lu Yinge walked in the forefront, and when he stepped into the hall, he finally caught a glimpse of the scene in the middle of the hall in the dark tide.

The extremely thin light illuminates the dust floating in the air. In the space that seems to be still, twelve women in gorgeous dance skirts stand motionlessly.

The women kept their dance moves, their slender arms raised melodiously and lightly, and their toes showed a state of tiptoeing, as if they would spin and jump with the sound of music in the next second.

"This is..." Lu Yinge blurted out almost subconsciously, "Twelve Dancing Princesses."

Concubine Lin felt clear and nodded quietly.

Compared with the well-known fairy tales like "Cinderella" and "Snow White", "Twelve Dancing Princesses" is not widely spread. The general context of the story is very simple-

The king of a certain country has twelve daughters. What makes him puzzled is that every morning after getting up, the shoes of the princesses are all worn out, as if dancing all night. In order to solve this mystery, the king issued a reward nationwide, claiming that as long as he can find out what the princesses did at night, he can marry one of the princesses and inherit the throne.

After countless people failed to enlist, a veteran offered a reward. He pretended to be asleep, but actually followed the princess quietly, and found them passing through forests, riding a boat to the other side of the lake, and finally arrived at a splendid and splendid palace. The palace was brightly lit and the music played loudly. Twelve princes walked out of it and invited the princesses to dance with them. The non-stop dance lasted all night.

The soldiers revealed the truth the next day, became the heir to the throne, and entered into a marriage contract with the eldest princess.

"It seems that we have strayed into the dance scene."

Lu Yinge stood in front of the crowd, frowning his brows slightly: "But the prince who is the hero is missing, and the expressions of these women...do not seem to be dancing happily at all."

The gorgeously dressed girls maintained their dancing poses, and their slender figures cast beautiful silhouettes. The picture looks quiet and beautiful at first glance, but when you look closely, you will soon find something wrong.

Each girl's face was so pale that it didn't look like a living person, reminiscent of a thin piece of paper. The godless blue pupils are like puddles of muddy and chaotic water. There is no light seeping in, nor can you see the slightest undulating waves. The most disturbing thing is the obvious hatred and murder in their eyes. Ordinary people only If you look at it, you will be so scared that you will not dare to move around.

"They seem to be in a state of extreme anger, perhaps resenting someone."

Concubine Lin stepped forward and looked down, then looked down at the children next to her: "Ming Chuan, in your impression, is there any follow-up to this story?"

If she guessed correctly, everything here belongs to Lu Mingchuan's memory fragments. In other words, all the fairy tale characters are based on the cognition in his mind, rather than the original recorded story.

"……Have."

Frightened by the women's ferocious eyes, Ming Chuan lowered his head subconsciously: "After the secret was pierced by the veteran, the angry king thought his daughter was behaving badly and imprisoned them all in the castle. But the princess and the prince had long been involved. Privately set for a lifetime, only to wash his face in tears day after day, and gradually lose the courage to live. What's more, the soldier is old and disabled, and has no merits to praise. The princess was forced by her father's temporary promise and had to Marry him."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and at the end he held the corners of his clothes tightly with his fingers: "So on the wedding day, the princesses jumped down from the window of the room together, all..."

This is a paragraph that does not exist in the original book.

In fact, even in the original work that has been carefully revised and removed most of the anti-social plot, "Twelve Dancing Princesses" cannot be called "reasonable" or "justice"-none of the challengers who accepted the reward but failed. The exception was beheaded by the king; the princess and the soldiers had never known each other, and they even had an admiration for each other long ago, but had to commit themselves to marrying him; even the succession to the throne was so simple that it was ridiculous that there was no logic at all.

No matter how beautiful the whole story is whitewashed, it can't conceal the fact that the princess was handed over by her biological father, just like treating an unimportant commodity. Perhaps in that era, the status of women was at the mercy of others.

"This place always feels gloomy."

Little Red Riding Hood tightened the hem of Lin Yu's clothes and looked around anxiously: "If it's not raining, I really don't want to stay here."

She spoke tremblingly, her eyes moved up and down erratic, suddenly her figure stiffened, and she stared at the center of the hall motionlessly——

I don't know if it's an illusion, one of the women's fingers...probably, it seems, maybe, trembling slightly.

"You, you guys, look there!"

As soon as her voice sounded, it was suddenly covered by another louder music——

At some point in the corner of the hall, a few bloodless middle-aged men appeared beside the musical instruments. When the one standing in the middle raised his hand and slowly pulled the violin, the others also played the musical instruments in front of him.

Musical notes swirled around the hall, and at the same time the women on the dance floor moved slightly, and they started to dance with the music.

The initial music was soothing and melodious, and the movements of the twelve girls were equally graceful and slow. The slender figure casts a pulsating shadow under the light, and the rhythm of moving clouds and flowing water between the gestures and feet is reminiscent of a bird that **** its wings and floats in the air.

Lu Yinge was stunned for a moment: "What's the situation?"

Concubine Lin didn't speak, but made a silent gesture.

The music is getting faster and louder.

The women accelerated their revolving steps, and the snow-white skirts swayed in small waves of ups and downs. From the beautiful swan's neck down, the girls' slender waists and round and slender legs, like the long skirts on their bodies, are all pure white colors without any impurities. However, it was in this pure cold tone that suddenly flashed a hideous red——

The scarlet liquid slowly overflowed from the inside to the outside, exuding a weird but gorgeous color. The rich blood gradually covered their backs, waists and chests, like clusters of flowers that suddenly bloomed, tearing all the beautiful and clean pure white to pieces.

The rotten and unpleasant aura permeated the entire hall instantly, and Lin Lin's heart was secretly horrible, and she ran into a pair of spiteful and apathetic blue eyes before her eyes were caught off guard.

The twelve women with deadly faces twisted their necks at the same time, staring stiffly at them in extremely uncoordinated positions.

At that moment, Lin Hao clearly heard a cracking sound of broken bones.

The constantly changing notes followed. The women still danced without stopping, but their movements were no longer the original elegance and gentleness, but with the fierceness of death in every move, almost crazy and weird. Even Little Red Riding Hood, who had been out of the situation, finally realized that they were gradually approaching the door with their dance steps.

At this moment, the women's arms vibrated slightly, and they pulled out a dagger from the gorgeous lantern sleeve.

Seeing that three inhuman and ghost monsters rushed forward, Lu Yinge's expression of restraint was the first to take action, separating them from the others.

When the dagger pierced the air, the whistling wind kept flashing in my ears. Lu Yinge dodged several swift attacks on his side and pressed his lips subconsciously.

He originally thought that the other party was just some weak little girls who were not afraid of. He did not expect that under the turbulent music, their strength and speed were increased to an incredible level. Not only did they move so fast that they were hard to capture, but they also far exceeded their strength. Up to the average level of an adult male, every slash has a force of strength.

Just parrying these three made him feel a little strenuous, but there were twelve opponents.

The fierce slash did not mean to stop, Lu Yinge could not find a chance to fight back, so he could only dodge in vain. At the same time, the melody is getting faster and faster, and every note jumps in the ear like a light and rhythmic spirit, pulling the woman to continuously attack.

They are dancing and murdering at the same time.

Little Red Riding Hood desperately twisted the doorknob, and cried out: "The door is locked and can't be opened!"

"Hey, Concubine Lin!"

After finally overturning two of them to the ground, Lu Yinge panted and raised his voice: "Music, there is a problem with the music! I will hold them in check, you go and beat the guys who play music--"

He said that he turned around in a hurry, only to realize that the place where Lin Concubine was originally located was empty.

Lu Mingchuan timidly raised his hand and pointed to the other side of the hall: "Sister Lin Hao...she has already gone."

The current situation is very bad.

Lin Yu walked around the strong stone pillars, and ran to the musicians in the corner of the hall by using the shadow to cover her figure.

The magnificent melody resembles a sudden eruption of a volcano, vowing to swallow the entire palace. The women's movements are familiar and fierce, and every attack is too fierce to resist. If they wait for them to come together...

Probably it will be the same as the scene where the hornet's nest is knocked over.

Although I have the confidence to fight them head-on, it will inevitably cause unpredictable casualties. If you want to be surprised, you may have to start with this music.

The rhythm of the woman's action is exactly the same as the music, and she started to move after the violin was played, obviously being greatly restricted by the background music. When they rushed towards the door, Lin Lin's first thought was that they must smash all the instruments.

In fact, she did.

Lu Yinge stood in front of Mingchuan, and although he fell behind, he still dragged most of the monsters with his own strength. A few caught fish rushed towards Concubine Lin, and they were all resolved by her smoothly.

The musicians seem to be just a tool for playing music, and they don't have self-awareness. Therefore, when Lin Yu snatched the harp and smashed it, things went well unexpectedly.

Little Red Riding Hood shrank himself behind Mingchuan, watched the music in the hall weaken and finally fell into silence, couldn't help but stare wide and hold his breath.

Without the aggressive music, all the room was filled with the sound of rain ticking outside the door. The damp air spread quietly in the silence, engulfed in the **** smell, and gradually climbed onto the cheeks of everyone present.

The women stopped by inviting them, keeping their hideous faces and dancing claws. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and only a dozen distorted statues remained in the center of the hall.

However, this scene lasted less than a second.

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the ears were completely filled with the chucking sound that followed——

Without the musical melody, instead of stopping the movement, the women continued to attack at a faster speed. The muffled motion of the joints seemed to be the footsteps of death, getting closer and louder.

Little Red Riding Hood saw his heart choked and almost fainted with a roll of his eyes——

It's no use! Because of the background music, these guys had to follow the melody. Now that the instruments are all smashed, they have got rid of the shackles and become more flexible! Isn't this seeking a dead end!

Seeing the pale-faced monsters swarming, just as the tip of the knife was about to slash Lu Yinge's chest, a strange and abrupt sound that shouldn't have sounded at this moment came from a long distance.

The voice of the female singer appeared gentle and melodious under the accompaniment, and the sound of rippling water overflowed, resounding very clearly in her ears——

"Cut a period of time flowing slowly, flowing into the moonlight and rippling slightly. Play a faint fragrance of the little lotus, and the beautiful piano sound falls beside me—"

A simple and unpretentious "Lotus Pond Moonlight", contains so many elegant notes, so many quiet sentiments.

The sound of the song is like the slight ripples of the lake and the fireflies everywhere. This song should only be seen in the sky, and it is hard to hear a few times in the world. Listening to such a soothing and melodious singing, who is not intoxicated, who will not let go of the hatred in their hearts, and sway gently with the rhythm of the music.

Lu Yinge couldn't make it up.

He blinked his eyes expressionlessly, watching the wrist that flashed before him suddenly lose strength, fluttering across his eyes like seaweed, and began to sway slowly with the singing.

Lu Yinge:...

Are there any mistakes, even the movements have become soft! It's a young birthday, and the exciting duel has turned into a collective square dance! This is the scene of the martial arts competition, not better than the dance scene. What's the matter with the whole house full of water weeds swinging around? Hey!

"They really rely on music to act."

Lin Yu turned the phone music player to the loudest, easily avoided a princess who was slowly attacking him, and walked to Lu Yinge with a leisurely look: "Whether it is the music played by the musician or the music played on the phone... …As long as there is a melody, you must act in accordance with the rhythm of the music. How to say it, you really deserve to be the "Twelve Dancing Princesses", the enthusiasm for music has been carved into the bones."

Lu Yinge hesitated to speak but stopped, avoiding the slow attack of one of the plants, which looked like a movie cassette.

It really means "follow me in a slow motion with my left hand and right hand, and replay it in slow motion with my right hand and left hand".

"But," Little Red Riding Hood was shocked by the sight in front of him for a while to speak, looking at Lin Hao's gaze, there was a little more inexplicable vague meaning, "Even if you can use this song to control them for a while, wait. When we leave here, they may return to the original state and come to chase us."

Concubine Lin smiled slightly and looked her eyes directly: "Don't worry."

She dropped her head as she said, pressing her thumb on the screen. The music played on the mobile phone was changed to another one, and only by listening to the initial prelude, Lu Yinge understood what it was.

One of the fastest music in the world, a super difficult piano song with 16 notes per second——

"Flight of the Bumblebee".

she was! Yes! magic! ghost! Right!

The successive music sounds were swift and swift like lightning, popping out in just one second, and they were actually similar to the roar of the swarm of bees. Listening to the notes that could not be caught with his ears, Lu Yinge seemed to be able to feel the violent rhythm of every pulse in the player's body, tapping his eardrums closely again and again.

As for those dancing women...

Actually started endless twitching!

He hadn't looked at it anymore.

More than ten notes per second means that they have to make more than a dozen completely different actions in one second, a slender body that looks like spasms, and beats as fast as an electric shock.

The women can't take care of themselves, they don't have the time to focus on **** them, they can only repeat the twitching in vain.

It's too miserable, too miserable.

The most irritating thing is that Lin Huan thinks that one piece of music is not enough, and actually switches back and forth between "Lotus Pond Moonlight" and "Wild Bee Flying". For a while it was "Lotus pond, lotus pond, you slowly sing slowly", and then there were crackling piano notes again, and even Lu Yinge was rare in silence, with a little pity in his eyes.

Seeing that they were either cramped or stunned, or half unconscious, each of them looked like rag dolls that had been played badly, the **** Lin Jia actually gave a thumbs up and smiled: "Look! Mr. Zhou Shuren once said: No one can beat me in my BGM."

Lu Yinge was silent for a long while, then whispered: "Lu Xun has never said such things, you are malicious persecution."

"What you said is wrong. Mr. Lu Xun said: What does the persecution of Zhou Shuren have to do with Lu Xun? It can be seen that even if it is a persecution, it is not his turn."

Concubine Lin paused for a moment, her eyes drifting to the center of the hall, her tone was very pleased: "You see how happy they dance! Maybe, this is hip-hop."

Street dance you ○.

Following her gaze towards the hall, the little Red Riding Hood in the corner couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

Surprisingly, there is something wrong with this woman, something very wrong.

Although she stayed with Lin Yu to wait for an opportunity to avenge the fling, but according to the current situation...maybe she was played to death by this person before the revenge was successful.

Anyone is good, come and save her, please! ! !

The ferocious gray wolf: weak and pitiful and helpless, even a little bit to cry.