Cooking in the Monster Shelter

The rust-like fishy smell melted into the shadows, and the unchanging room seemed to stagnate in time. In the dead silence of the house, Lin Lin could even hear Mingchuan's faint gasp.

He was probably in terrible pain, and every breath was short and cautious, reminding her of the dilapidated bellows in disrepair.

There was silence for a while, and Lu Yinge beside him finally gritted his teeth and broke the silence. When he spoke, his clenched fist heard the sound of bone rubbing: "Damn, what is going on?"

Lin Yan did not respond, and quietly took a step forward to bring herself closer to Mingchuan.

He finally got rid of the youthful and immature looks of the boy in his dream, and his facial contours tended to be sharper than that of a young man. Even if he fainted, his brows were still subconsciously wrinkled into a knot.

Compared with Junxiu's appearance, Mingchuan's hideous scars all over his body are more noticeable.

The violent beating apparently happened not long ago, half of the cheek was swollen, and the other side was covered with scratches and whiplashes. The blood mouths of various lengths were in a half-scab state, and the blood that had not been wiped off before dripped down the side of the face, solidifying into scarlet scars.

He was wearing a long-sleeved pure white shirt. His shirt was cracked by a whip-like device. The rush of blood fainted and spread on the clothes, almost dyeing the shirt red.

Although Ms. Lin had long expected the abuse of children in the orphanage, she never thought it would be so serious. This is not only pure corporal punishment, but inhumane cruel torture.

She tried to restrain the surging anger in her heart, but the result was very little effect. The fist in her hand was squeezed and then released. When the sound of pushing the door and entering was heard behind her, Lin Lin almost turned around and punched the man directly.

Unexpectedly, it was the middle-aged aunt who walked into the room with a very high rate of appearance. She has not changed much from before, her shriveled cheeks look like a pale zombie, and when she walks in under the light of the corridor, the skin illuminated by the white light looks even more bloodless.

I don't know if he heard the sound of the iron door opening, or was stung by the sudden light. Ming Chuan, who was sitting in the corner, had his eyelashes trembling, opening his eyes a little dazedly.

The woman let out a "tsk tsk" sigh. After surveying the boy from top to bottom, a sneer was raised from the corner of her mouth: "So, why are you doing this? From the first day you entered Linguang Orphanage , I warned seriously, don’t have the idea of ​​calling the police or running away...Why did you suddenly want to run away after so many years?"

She said that she was full of regret and sympathy, but her tone was full of smiles as a superior person: "I never told you, in fact, there are surveillance cameras installed everywhere in the courtyard. You know, you don't know. There are so many things in the light, in the dark, desktop, pinhole, and too many. No matter what you kids do, the adults will understand it clearly and absolutely can't deceive people."

Ming Chuan lowered his head and seemed to take a deep breath, his breathing chaotically.

"It's pitiful. According to the rules, you were determined to be unable to live, but who told Auntie, I love you, and kept saying good things. It's worth a meal for a life." At this point, the woman's voice suddenly lowered and she was miserable. The tragic tone was filled with chills, "How pitiful those disobedient children are, their bodies become piece after piece, useful places are sold, and the useless ones are thrown into the garbage dump or fed to the dog... You don’t want to change. Be like them, right?"

Lu Yinge and Lin Hao were stunned at the same time, and silently glanced at each other.

"Stay here, is there any difference between being dead?"

Mingchuan sneered and coughed uncontrollably. The slight tremor of his body when he coughed brought the scars all over his body. The pain made him clenched his teeth. After he spoke again, the light and fluttering voice seemed to be flying and trembling uncontrollably: "What's more, even if you really die, it's better These scumbags stay together."

"If you say that, Auntie is going to be sad." Having said that, the leisurely ridicule in the middle-aged woman's tone has not diminished at all. Instead, it has become stronger and stronger. "If adults don't make money, how can they feed the hospital? Where are so many children?"

Ming Chuan's body trembled suddenly.

"So he tortured us harder, and then sold the recorded images at a high price? So I didn't hesitate to abandon the sick and old children, and put them..." He tried his best to endure the pain, his voice was at this moment. She was so hoarse that it was hard to tell, as if she had exhausted all her energy before spitting out a word slowly, "Sell all their organs?"

The woman looked at him condescendingly, and sneered at him for some time.

Step by step, she walked through the emptiness of Lin Hao and Lu Yinge, and walked straight to Mingchuan: "Since you have been kindly adopted, you should be prepared to sacrifice for the orphanage. We spent a lot of money to repair this place, but it's not. Be compassionate and plan to raise a bunch of useless children to eat rice."

"Ming Chuan's'sell organs' should refer to the sale of human organs, right? But he said that the previous sentence'to torture us harder, and then sell the videotape', can this really make money?"

Lu Yinge squeezed his fists, and dark brown pupils were filled with dark assassinations. If you observe carefully, you can find that the young man's nails are slowly extending and turning into sharp wolf claws. But no matter how angry he is at this time, he is powerless to do anything, the only thing he can do is to stand aside and lose his temper.

As he said, he moved his gaze to Lin Yu's side, and raised his eyebrows in surprise - in Lu Yinge's impression, she had never seemed so serious and gloomy as she is now.

Lin Yan changed her mindless appearance in the mission. When she looked down at Mingchuan, her pupils were completely covered by the shadow of her eyelashes, and she was as dark as a deep swamp. It wasn't until she heard Lu Yinge's question that she blinked and faded a little bit of murderous intent and anger in her eyes.

"Have you heard of the'dark web'?" ​​She suppressed her voice very softly. Seeing Lu Yinge shook her head blankly, she immediately explained patiently, "When we usually go online, the content that can be found through the Internet engine belongs to the surface network, and the so-called'dark web' "Net" is the content that is artificially encrypted and hidden by special means, and cannot be easily searched by ordinary engines."

Lu Yinge made a rare appearance of a good baby and nodded seriously: "I probably understand the dark web, but what is the connection between it and the abuse of children in the Linguang Orphanage?"

"Don't worry."

Lin Yu sighed silently, and asked instead: "What can appear in the eyes of netizens in an open and honest way is undoubtedly safe and harmless Internet information. As for the dark web...what kind of content do you think it takes you to think about? Secretly and deliberately hidden?"

Lu Yinge shook his whole body, and his ears shook.

"Although the original purpose of the dark web was to protect the privacy of Internet users, due to its superior secrecy, it has been regarded by many lawbreakers as an extra-legal place for making money. On the dark web, you can see a large number of The trade of goods-guns/arms sales, underground film circulation, even human trafficking and killer employment. One of the most popular projects is called'child abuse video'."

After speaking, she paused for a moment, and glanced at Mingchuan's scarred body very quickly. Through the crack in the shirt, the **** weal marks inside can be seen.

In his dream, Mingchuan used long-sleeved trousers to cover most of his skin every time he met them, even in summer. Lin Hui once asked him if he felt too hot, but the response he got was only two simple words: "Afraid of the cold."

Now it seems that it is actually to cover up the scars all over the body.

"In this world, there are always many people who have special addictions. Some people are keen on being abused, some are obsessed with dead things that are motionless, and some are out of a mentality of curiosity, revenge, or venting pressure. Special bell-if the object is a child who has no power to hold a chicken, the sense of accomplishment will be unprecedented." Lin Yu seemed to think of something, and there was an inexplicable taste of self-deprecating in her erratic voice, "You must not have thought of this kind of business. If you do well, you can reap millions of renminbi in just a few years."

Lu Yinge's back was cold when he heard it: "Why have you said so in detail? Have you ever done something like this?"

"If I had worked in such a lucrative industry, I would have traveled around the world in a private jet a long time ago, and I would still fall into being a colleague with you? Obviously you are usually lazy and didn't pay attention to the news in this area-a website was founded. People were arrested not long ago, shaking the industry chain completely."

She emphasized her tone and reduced her expression: "In other words, the Linguang Orphanage has established an illegal industry chain on the dark web on the grounds of'adopting a homeless child', relying on the sale of child abuse videos to make money. According to Mingchuan From what has been said, once a child has serious physical problems, or is too old to be suitable for shooting, he will be killed and his organs sold."

"Isn't this about treating the children as a tool for making money?" Lu Yinge's eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief. "You will suffer endless abuse while you are alive. Once you die, your body will be hollowed out and sold out. , This is too... incredible."

"It's not like what happens in modern times, right?"

Lin Yan actually smiled at him, and quickly flattened the corners of her mouth: "But the truth is that there are indeed many incredible crimes in places that many people don't know. You can try to recall what we heard. Those stories."

Lu Yinge pursed his lips, silently listening to her explanation.

"When I entered the memory fragment for the first time, the zombie-like aunt read a few nursery rhymes-Liz Borden who chopped up his parents more than forty times and dismembered them; took the heart, liver and eyeballs of a strange woman. Take them out one by one to watch Mary wandering around with her head in her arms; there are also men whose bodies are broken into pieces and scattered all over the room." Lin Hao raised his eyes and looked at him, with a sure and serious tone." Each story has its own unique meaning. Didn’t you find that these three have a very obvious common point?"

"You mean," Lu Yinge only felt a bit of cold, and the big tail behind him could not help curling up into a ball. "They are all related to ‘decomposition of limbs’?"

"Yes. This should correspond to the murder of children in Linguang Orphanage and the sale of organs after their bodies were split."

Lin Hao's eyes darkened: "The second time I saw the woman, she told Mingchuan the story of "Little Red Riding Hood" and directly pointed out the metaphor. Do you remember?"

Of course he remembers.

The middle-aged woman continued to revolve in her mind with a frantic laughter, as if there were hundreds of bees buzzing in her ears, making Lu Yinge distraught.

She said that Little Red Riding Hood was deceived and ate her grandmother's flesh and slept with the wolf without knowing it. Gray wolf has a different mind for young girls, and what he wants to imply is self-evident——

It happens to coincide with the audience of the video.

Lu Yinge whispered fiercely, "Those guys... are really no different from the wolf that eats people without spitting out bones."

"Then, it's the story of "Girl Lettuce"." Lin Hao said unchanged, "The witch used the beauty of Girl Lettuce to lure countless young people to climb the tower, wait for them to climb to the top, and then take the opportunity to commit murder—— Isn’t this very similar to what happened to the children in the orphanage?"

The same innocent and powerless children are forced to use their appearance and looks to attract others. Similarly, there is a behind-the-scenes man who manipulates the situation and makes huge profits from it.

No wonder that Ming Chuan quickly guessed the whole plot at that time, not only because he was caught up in so many dark nursery rhymes, but more importantly, the story was too similar to his own experience.

It turns out that all the truths have been foreshadowed long ago.

If, as Lin Yu said, the stories that appeared in the memory fragments correspond to what happened to the children in the Linguang Orphanage, then what is the purpose of Mingchuan deliberately allowing them to appear in front of others?

Because they are memories that are so strong that they are unforgettable? Or... Is that actually some kind of silent talk and cry for help?

Lu Yinge's brain was in chaos, taking advantage of the gap in sorting out his thoughts, he turned his attention back to the middle-aged woman and Ming Chuan.

The woman said something inconsequential to him intermittently, and when she turned around to leave, she suddenly turned her head back intently: "To show punishment, you have to stay in the confinement room for at least three days. To prevent being too bored, I will tell you another story. Right."

Hearing these words, Lin Hao and Lu Yinge both suddenly looked up.

"This fairy tale is not well-known, but it is very interesting. The name is "Shadow"."

The woman smiled strangely, her thin lips lifted up mechanically: "Did you know? Humans and shadows are actually two completely different individuals. Under certain circumstances, shadows can be separated from their masters-a scholar's Shadow suddenly disappeared one day, and when he met him again a few years later, he had become a wealthy man. The two of them looked exactly the same. Shadow had a whim, and in turn asked the scholar to be his shadow and promised to pay a large amount. A commission. Scholars live in poverty, and when faced with this kind of pie in the sky, they naturally promised it without hesitation."

Mingchuan didn't make any sound from beginning to end, and his dark eyes couldn't see the emotions.

"They met a beautiful princess one day. During a small talk, the princess asked Shadow an academic question that was difficult to solve. Shadow told her that this question is very simple, and even his shadow can answer it. Sure enough, the scholar talked freely and came up with the answer effortlessly. The princess thought to herself that even the shadow is so smart, this man must be extraordinary, so she decided to choose the shadow as her husband."

Her smile grew bigger and bigger, and even the corners of her eyes were bent into a very twisted arc: "Being the husband of the princess is not a trivial matter. The scholars were so excited that they had a red-haired argument with the shadow, claiming to get all the facts. Tell them all, restore their human identity, as the shadow is just a shadow after all, it will not become an adult anyway-do you know how the ending is? Ha! The shadow said to the princess that his shadow was completely mad because of jealousy, fantasizing He became a human being. The princess was terrified, so she cooperated with the shadow and killed the scholar overnight."

Lu Yinge gave a contemptuous "tsk".

"Very interesting, isn't it?" The woman slowed down, her low voice whirling in the dim air, "Shadows may also replace humans... Mingchuan, you have to be careful not to let it take over your body. Oh."

The last sentence was clearly a joke, and she said it in a mysterious tone, but there was a strange and grotesque feeling inexplicably.

The middle-aged woman left after speaking, without any sloppy movements. The moment the iron door of the room was shut shut, it seemed that all the light had been isolated.

Ming Chuan looked up at the small tall window on the wall. Only a few light spots passed through the glass and drifted down, falling in the eyes of the teenager. But even with a faint brilliance in his eyes, he looked lifeless and decadent, reminiscent of the withered wild flowers on the side of the road that no one knew.

Maybe it was too tired, Ming Chuan closed his eyes gently.

"Strange." Although the other party could not hear his own voice, in order not to disturb his rest, Lu Yinge still spoke like a mosquito buzzing, "This story seems to have nothing to do with the orphanage, Mingchuan deliberately let us hear it in the memory fragments. What's the point--"

Before the word "yi" could be spoken, the familiar feeling came to my heart again. The scene in front of me condensed in an instant after a rapid blur, turning into something I have never seen before. At the same time, the strong wind roared, accompanied by huge snow like feathers.

This is a brand new dream, and they actually came to the cold winter.

"It's so cold, so cold, what the **** is this?"

Lu Yinge shuddered, frowning and complaining, and he paused slightly after catching a glimpse of Concubine Lin who was also wearing thin summer clothes.

The coat Ming Chuan gave her disappeared after leaving the last dream. He didn't speak any more, instead, with a straight face, he quietly moved a step towards Lin Concubine.

Then take another step.

When the distance between the two was close enough, the young man shook the two dark gray wolf ears on his head and deliberately turned his gaze to the other side, while his arms were raised upright to embrace the slender arms of the little girl beside him exposed in the cold air.

It wasn't until then that Concubine Lin discovered that Lu Yinge had turned his arm into furry wolf claws at some point. Layers of soft and lying long hair lay on her arm with heat, like a warm and comfortable plush coat, although not very thick, it quietly dissipated most of the raging cold wave.

This is probably... the intelligent and automatic wolf fur shawl?

"I just think that you are too pitiful, and you are very compassionate. Don't thank me too much." Lu Yinge didn't look at her. He stiffened and straightened his neck like a stiff neck. He seemed to have guessed what she was going to say next. I hurriedly added, "Don't say I look like a coat or a quilt! Lao Tzu is the most vicious werewolf in the world!"

Lin Hao chuckles, and obediently agrees to him: "Well, you are not a coat or a quilt, you are the world's first ferocious wolf fur warm baby."

He smiled coldly: "When I cut your neck open, you will know whether it is my wolf fur or your blood is hotter."

Lin Jia pressed the corners of her lips, and finally didn't laugh at him anymore, but looked up and inspected the surrounding scene.

They came back to a city, the royal capital that they finally arrived in the last dream. It should be midwinter at this moment, the whole world is wrapped in silver, and when you look around, you can only see a piece of white snow. The roaring west wind and the heavy snow of goose feathers whirl and dance, tirelessly beating the glass windows on both sides of the street.

Unlike the previously uninhabited empty city, today's royal capital is actually crowded with people, and many ordinary people live in it. The men and women passing by saw their weird dresses, and all cast their curious eyes.

"What's the matter with these people...?" Lin Yan shook her heart, searched around for the familiar figure but found nothing. "Weird, when we entered the dream before, Mingchuan always appeared in a place not far from us, this time But didn't see him."

The moment her voice fell, a woman not far away suddenly turned around and hurriedly reminded in a rather alarmed tone: "That name...you can't say that name now. It would be bad if you were caught and beheaded!"

"That name?" Lin Yan was slightly startled, and after a glance at Lu Yinge, he added in a deep voice, "You mean,'Mingchuan'?"

"Don't repeat it!" The woman covered her mouth and shook her head. "The king's name is taboo. Common people can't be called casually."

Concubine Lin blinked, "Huh? Wang?"

Lu Yinge jumped up and said, "What? King?"

The development of the plot has completely surpassed ordinary cognition. Fortunately, Lin Yu reacted quickly and quickly made up a reason: "Sorry, sister, we two are tourists from other countries and are not very familiar with national conditions. I heard that The successor king here is named Charles. Why did he suddenly change his name?"

"The new king slaughtered the entire royal family and replaced them as the first in line." She seemed to be a little scared, and took a breath. "I advise you not to inquire too much about the new king-that is not a discount. A madman without a button."

Lu Yinge followed her words and asked, "Mad?"

The woman was respectful and scared. She looked around during the conversation, lest she would be caught chewing her tongue behind her back: "He was moody and contemptuous of his life. He not only overturned the royal family, but also killed all the evil monsters, such as cannibal giants and forests. Witches and deep-sea piranhas are not his opponents. In fact, he is more like a monster than them—oh, what am I talking about! If you talk too much about it today, just forget it as gossip."

After she said, she waved goodbye in a flustered expression, and did not forget to boast before she left: "Brother, your wolf fur coat is so realistic."

When the woman's figure disappeared on the corner of the street, Lin Yan quickly glanced at Lu Yinge, and said softly as if she sighed, "I seem to understand something, that "Shadow" wants to tell us something."

Before Lu Yinge could digest this large piece of information, he looked down at her dumbfounded.

During the time they left, Mingchuan had obviously undergone an unexpected transformation. He died time and time again in the torture of nightmares, but he also learned lessons time and time again to make himself more mature and powerful.

As the experience gradually accumulates, the boy who used to only escape has finally grown to a level sufficient to defeat the nightmare, killing the monsters in one fell swoop. But the pain he had suffered was too much, and the battered heart could not be healed by the final victory. Instead, he was swallowed up little by little by endless desires, and gradually stepped into the fringe of madness.

He was suffering, inferior, and confused, and his feelings were more jealousy and revenge.

Since everyone wants to harm him, then double the pain back to the perpetrator; since there are killings and torture around him, then he will take the initiative and become the party who plays with others; since he thinks he is close and trusting His comrades left him mercilessly behind, and then discarded all the excess emotions and no longer trusted anyone.

The tortured young man finally slaughtered all the demons after untold hardships, but at the end of the story, he became the next demon.

The evil phantom suppresses the innocent heart and replaces the original owner to continue to do evil. This is exactly the plot mentioned in "Shadow". This change not only turned his spiritual world upside down, it is also very likely to be closely related to the disappearance of all the staff in the Linguang Orphanage.

All the puzzles can only be solved by seeing Mingchuan himself.

"It seems that the two of us can only go to him-this time, let Mingchuan explain the matter clearly." Lin Yu has always been anti-freezing, but wearing short sleeves in the ice and snow is really against the common sense of the human body, unavoidably being cold. Shaking, "Before that, can we go find some thick clothes to wear? If two members of the task force are found to have died of low temperature and freezing, it would be a bit of a shame."

Lu Yinge was so cold that he didn't want to open his mouth to speak, and he didn't want to move his already stiff face. Even if he couldn't agree more, he nodded his head expressionlessly.

Lin Ma walked forward wrapped in a wolf fur shawl, while explaining to him the meaning of the story "Shadow". She spoke seriously, but there was one detail that she didn't say from beginning to end.

Before entering this icy and snowy dream, she has been focusing on Ming Chuan. Because the physical function is very different from that of ordinary people, Lin Hao's hearing is more sensitive than Lu Yinge, who is a werewolf, and when he concentrates, he can hear extremely small voices.

At that time, it was dim all around, and the only voice diffused in the turbid air was Mingchuan's desperately suppressed breathing. A second before the surrounding scenery changed, she could hear the boy murmur very clearly, with an imperceptible cry in her hoarse voice.

It has been so long since the last time they met, and they have known each other for no more than five days in total.

But Mingchuan's muttering while half-dreaming and half-awake fell into his ears along with the heavy snowfall in the sky. After the boy disappeared from his sight, Concubine Lin finally realized that the two words he said were: "Sister."

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