Cooking in the Monster Shelter

All in all, Lin Yu entered the so-called "Devil God's Domain" with a box full of small snacks.

The asylum was very attentive to this mission. She stuffed a lot of weapons that might be used in her bag. Lin Yu only felt that these things were bulky and troublesome. If she didn't pay attention, she might crush the dessert, which was not worth the gain. .

The "passage" is located in an abandoned building on the outskirts of Qichuan City. Looking closer, it seems to be a door frame inlaid on a dark wall. Inside the door frame is muddy black, and the other side is completely out of sight.

The director behind her was nagging, she didn't think too much, and after a few simple responses, she walked into the door. The moment her body passed through the passage, she felt the tingling sensation of the body and soul peeling apart very clearly— —

It was as if the soul was forcibly pulled away by some force, while the body was trying to go in the opposite direction, and the brain was in a trance like a dream. When the heavy dizziness faded slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that he had come to another world.

——Monsters are entrenched in an unknown realm full of blood and killing.

The cold wind was everywhere, blowing a greasy, decayed stench. The wind and air did not have any temperature, and it was cold and clinging to her skin, like a cold poisonous snake wandering and circling wanton.

As in the video, this place is incredibly decadent. The plants are low and short, showing a listless scorched black like having just experienced a fire, lying on the ground dying; the sky is endless blood red, gloomy shrouded, as if smudging the air into this gloomy The color is depressing.

Lin Yan subconsciously covered her nose and continued to quietly look around.

Although in the director’s guess, this place is home to the prototypes of gods, demons and monsters from all over the world, and its lethality cannot be underestimated, but since humans thousands of years ago can survive after seeing them, it shows that the world is not desperate. But there is a chance of survival.

In the final analysis, all mutations can be reasonably explained. Gods of creation or demons that destroy the world do not exist. The so-called "monsters" living here are, at best, abnormal creatures with weird forms.

——It's just that why they suddenly appeared and disappeared thousands of years ago, leaving only some myths and stories of unknown truth and falsehood in human society, which she still did not understand.

There was a dull sob in the ear, and it was not clear whether it was the sound of the wind or the roar of the monster; her eyes rolled over the reddish-brown ground, and Lin Hao frowned slightly.

A dozen lifelike stone statues stand scattered beside her, all of which are carved out of various forms of monsters, such as hounds with three heads, beasts with sphinxes, and dragons with open mouths and fangs. foot.

The most weird thing is that these sculptures are not only terrifyingly realistic, but also maintain a look of extreme consternation and fear. They don’t look like works of art. Rather, they are... living creatures are forced to condense after being greatly stimulated. Up the stone statue.

Concubine Lin had heard such stories.

She had some eyebrows in her heart, and she lowered her eyelashes subconsciously, as if to confirm this conjecture, a sudden hiss suddenly sounded behind her back.

She didn't make a sound, lowered her head and turned sideways slightly, and in the vague surrounding light, she caught a glimpse of a blue-black snake's tail.

Shiyou** is the Medusa in Greek mythology. It is rumored that she was cursed by Athena, with slender fangs and stout snake tail, and a woman with long hair turned into a poisonous snake. Of course, the most famous thing about her is the magical eyes——

No matter who, as long as they look at her pupils, they will irreversibly turn into a stone statue.

"hungry……"

The woman behind her spoke in a low voice, every word seemed to ooze poisonously, sometimes mixed with the hiss of a poisonous snake. Because of the demon power, Lin Lin's learning ability and memory are far beyond those of others. She has come into contact with some small languages ​​out of interest, so she can understand this ancient and hoarse Greek phrase: "food!"

"I'm not malicious, please--"

Concubine Lin had the idea of ​​living in harmony with her, but the other party didn't appreciate it. With a sharp roar, the poisonous snake hovering above the woman's head stretched its neck and rushed towards her.

Most carnivores have a strong sense of territory, not to mention this notorious devil.

Medusa had obviously regarded her as food for her mouth. Lin Lin wanted to fight back, but realized that her petrochemical ability had greatly restricted her movements. Not only must she always pay attention to the snake with its fangs, but she must also invest in twelve months. Divide your energy and remind yourself not to look into the eyes of the enemy.

But if you want to lose sight of her eyes, you naturally have to look away from Medusa's head. In this way, you will be ignorant of the viper's movements and fall into the embarrassing situation of being attacked on all sides.

The other party was dark, she was bright, completely down.

Concubine Lin is not aggressive, and she understands that you can't act recklessly at this time. She immediately turned and ran without hesitation, causing Medusa to frustrate and roared, "Stop it!"

"Stop" and "Stop for me" are definitely the most useless lines in history. They seem to shout out loud like this, and those who run away will really stop in place and wait for death. Concubine Lin ignored her, her figure quickly disappeared into the scorched jungle not far away.

Just kidding, she can't beat it, can't she hide it.

Medusa looked aggressive, but anyone with such a large pile of wiggling snakes on their head would have trouble moving. Looking at her appearance, her head is probably heavier than her body. From a distance, she looks like a pile of wriggling plasticine, which matches the exaggerated headgear in court dramas.

Lin Yan walked through the trees dexterously, thinking to herself how to counterattack without vision. From time to time, a faint snake sound came from behind, and the sound of the wind and the rustle of the leaves came into the ears. It seemed that Medusa was angry and made up her mind to kill her.

The scene in front of her changed rapidly, and the decadent tree retreated back like flowing water, but before she could think of a way, she had to frown and stop--

The woods were not big, and Lin Hao soon came to the end. The tall tree trunks gradually degenerated into low shrubs, and beside the sparse vegetation, there is an endless river.

It is very commensurate with the surrounding scene, this river is filled with the turbid liquid like industrial waste water, the whole presents a jet black color, but the details are shimmering with seven colors of oil, which fully demonstrates what is called "colorful black".

In the dark and terrifying scene of hell, a young man squatted by the river with his back to her, revealing only his slender figure soaked in twilight. He seemed to hear the sound of hurried footsteps, and he turned around curiously.

Concubine Lin exclaimed inwardly, raising her eyebrows silently.

The young man is about twenty years old, his soft blond hair seems to be enveloped by a faint light, like a trickle of spring water pouring down, covering the whole face in a very gentle manner; the blue pupils remind of the real clean ocean, so clean and pure. Any impurities, coupled with a straight nose and rosy lips, the delicate features outline a perfect face, with a beauty that transcends gender and is indistinguishable.

He should appear in fairy tales or romance novels, not in such a ghostly place where monsters are rampant. It seems to be really ridiculous.

"I have never seen you, miss."

He broke the silence of the two facing each other first, and his voice was clearer than the sea: "What are you doing here?"

Actually used the honorific name "you". Unlike Medusa, this seems to be a very polite noble son, not only looks the same as a human, but also has no hostility in his behavior.

The rustling leaves rustling in the deep forest in the distance, presumably the woman is still looking for her. A thought flashed through Lin Yan's heart, and the ghost stopped and answered him: "Come and relax, how about you?"

"If it's for relaxation, have you been here before?" The other party did not answer the question, showing a hearty smile without a city, with a hint of urgency in his tone, "Have you seen a girl here? Long blond hair? With blue eyes, she often hides in the water and plays hide and seek with passers-by. When you lean over and look at the water, you should be able to see her."

It really was him.

Concubine Lin understood clearly and instantly knew the identity of the young man. After all, the super beautiful man who will appear alone by the river, staring at the river water, is the only candidate in the mythological system she knows-Narcissus, the most beautiful male character in Greek mythology.

It is said that after Narcissus was born, his parents prayed for divine divination. The oracle claimed that the child would never see his face, otherwise he would inevitably die.

In order to avoid this mortal fate, his parents discarded all the mirrors in the home, so Narcissus never knew what he looked like. All the girls who have seen him sprout in love, but the young have never fallen in love with others. They do their own way from beginning to end, rejecting the love of countless goddesses.

Until the hunting ended one day, Narcissus came to a river with a dry mouth and tried to bend over to grab some water to drink. At that moment, he saw his reflection in the water very clearly. An astonishingly beautiful face was reflected in the river water, quietly looking at him, without saying a word from beginning to end, sometimes the river rippled, she would drift away, like an unattainable dream.

The young man fell in love with his shadow at first sight, mistakenly thinking that she was a goddess living in the river. He came to the river every day to look at her, reaching out to the depths of love, trying to touch her white cheeks, but carelessly Falling into the water, lost his life in vain.

The goddesses who admired him were heartbroken. In order to commemorate Narcissus, they turned their souls into daffodils and stood by the river forever.

Lin Yan took a close look at him, and she found that the young man's body was translucent, and it should be an undead that stayed there after death.

and many more.

If it's an undead... Since there is no real entity, it shouldn't be petrified by Medusa, right?

"Girls who often appear here?"

The bottom of her heart brightened a little, and Lin Jiayou pretended to be a memory. Seeing the rustling in the woods approaching, she speeded up her speech while showing a small object to the youth: "Are you talking about her?"

That is a small mirror.

The mirror surface originally projected a handsome face. Narcissus had never touched a mirror. He thought that his sweetheart suddenly appeared in front of him. Naturally, he would not know that the dream person in front of him was just a phantom in the mirror, and he was so excited for a while. It's hard to be self-sustaining.

Lin Lin saw his pupils suddenly shrink, and then looked at her in amazement: "How could she be trapped in such a small frame?"

He said that he covered the mirror firmly with his hand, as if stroking his lover's cheek. Because there is no entity that cannot be touched, I can only let the mirror leave Lin Hao's hands and float in the air, closer to herself.

"This is not her, it's just a moving portrait. I only met her once, but I'm not familiar with it." Lin Yan bent her eyes, with an innocent smile on her mouth, and emphasized her tone. "But I'm coming soon. That one seems to be an old acquaintance with her."

The eyes of the young man in front of him were burning, and sparks had already fallen into his eyes. With just one or two words of added oil and jealousy, he could easily start a raging fire: "Show the portrait to that person, maybe you can get more clues."

At the moment she knows nothing about Medusa's strength, and must face the dual threats of vipers and petrochemicals in close combat. Although Lin Yu didn't think he would be defeated, before meeting a real boss-level monster, saving his strength and avoiding fighting was the best way to survive.

If you want to win effortlessly, you can use your brain in addition to your fists.

Medusa went around in the woods, and when she finally arrived at the riverside, she saw a blond young man standing alone.

Looking at his translucent body, there is a high probability that it is a ghost wandering here.

The ghost can neither be petrified nor become food and be swallowed by her in one bite. Medusa doesn't have a lot of favor with this kind of race, so she has a bad tone: "Heh-a woman passed by here not long ago, where did she go? "

It stands to reason that ordinary people will involuntarily show a look of horror when they see her such a strange appearance, but the ghost is not afraid, but also vaguely asked her with excitement: "Miss, you have seen a blonde who often stays here. Girl?"

……what?

This guy has a problem with his head?

"Answer my question honestly, don't change the subject!"

A dark and cold light oozes from the snake's pupils, and the poisonous snake on the top of his head spits out at the same time. Medusa's eyes are gloomy and her voice is full of murderousness: "Otherwise, I will tear you to pieces."

The fair-haired man who didn’t know what to do, his face remained unchanged, and he handed her a small round object: "This is a portrait of that girl, do you know her? Please answer my question honestly, otherwise I won’t tell you, you Which direction did the person looking for go."

Gan.

The snake girl, who has always been domineering, cursed secretly in her heart. This kid not only threatened her in turn, but also used her ready-made lines, which was really cheeky.

Even if there is reluctance in my heart, it is not that complicated to take a look at the portrait. In the end, Medusa gritted her teeth and agreed, and took the "portrait" floating in the air and brought it to her eyes.

As far as he could see, there was a thin cheek that was as pale as a dead man, where the hair should have been replaced by snakes, and there was still coagulated blood on his lips.

Her gaze passed through the bloodless neck, the pointed chin, and the scarlet lips in turn, and finally stayed on the pair of emerald green snake pupils.

The green snake pupil.

Snake pupil.

Hitomi.

It's a mirror.

Let her see, who still wants to be turned into a stone statue by her eyes?

Oh! It turned out to be herself!

Medusa's whole person is petrified, the literal meaning-"Any creature will turn into a stone statue on the spot when it meets Medusa." Medusa is not a ghost without entities. This "any creature", of course. Including her.

Just because in the crowd, I looked at you more.

Really never forget your face again.

The petrification started from the feet and gradually rushed to the whole body like a tide. The idiot-like blond man had an innocent face and asked her seriously, "How is it, do you have an impression?"

Pretend, you still pretend! Is this the "portrait" you keep talking about? It's obviously a mirror! This **** definitely came to harm her deliberately, **** it!

The response to the young man was not the desperate Medusa, but another very familiar voice, soft, gentle, unhurried, and even with a slight smile: "How is she knowing the one you like? A girl?"

It was the woman who broke into her territory and fled in a big way.

The venomous snake showed its hideous fangs, and Medusa was furious. She wanted to turn around and tear her to pieces, but the body below the bridge of the nose had already entered a petrified state, completely immobile.

Before she completely turned into a stone sculpture, she heard the last words in her life--

The handsome blond young man was grateful and sincere, and every word was extremely loud and clear, and hit her eardrum again and again: "This lady doesn't say a word, she doesn't seem to know her... unexpectedly strange to me. People are so concerned about things, Miss Lin, you are such a kind and enthusiastic person!"

Warm-hearted, nice guy.

Medusa almost spit out old blood.

She seemed to understand vaguely, maybe the ghost really thought that the mirror was a portrait, and handed it to her, she really wanted to find someone. Although he doesn't understand his magical brain circuit, there is no doubt that this guy is just an unaware executor, and that woman is the real master behind the scenes.

Pretending to be an image of a bad and good person helping to find people, he encouraged the ghost to pass her the mirror, so that Medusa died under his petrification; and the ghost would not complain about it at all, and would even appreciate the kindness of the fellow. , Maybe another thousand and a hundred years, he will not understand that he was used as a swordsman one day, and at the end he smiled and thanked her.

Ruthless enough, poisonous enough, scheming enough.

This trick was to kill people with a knife, and it was seamless, and Medusa, who was a victim, was helpless. I wanted to squeeze a few broken words out of my throat, but the petrification has already rushed to his chin, but just after opening his lips, the whole body has completely turned into a stone statue.

Since then, a strange sculpture that has never been seen before has appeared inexplicably beside the river. The woman full of snakes has a weird face, holding a posture that seems to want to catch someone, her lifelike expression is full of excitement, and her hurriedly opened lips, as if calling for the departed lover, eagerly bring A bit of anger was angered.

The monsters who came and went were all curious about her, thinking about what kind of unforgettable love the sculptor had experienced, and why he had to part ways with his lover, and made this stone statue full of anger.

No one knows, what she really wants to say is only nine words: "You are sloppy, you count me!"