Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Chapter 402: The Past of the Skinner (Part 1)

Dorn: “If we light this sabbath tree, what will happen?”

Vivienne briefly recalled and thought: “The person who first lit the shamwood, what he saw and heard through the firelight, will reappear in front of us.”

Donn didn’t answer right away.

Instead, I went to look at the burnt sabbath tree on the ground again–

The flame burned and left rough charring traces with gullies, red-yellow and black-gray.

“If the red and yellow charring marks represent a good memory or picture. What does the black and gray represent? Painful or disturbing memories?”

Dorn speculated like this in his heart.

Look at the sabbath wood, the intricate red and black interlaced. If all of these really represent a person’s good and miserable memories…

That piece of firewood, which I don’t know how long lying in the temple, really recorded a very long story.

“Will it be Vivian the one who once lit this section of sabbath wood?”

Donn didn’t know.

The thoughts of Miss, the fairy on the side, are actually similar to Don—

Was it the self who once ignited this piece of sabbath?

If so, what did you see in the flames?

The two were silent for a while.

After that, Dorn took the lead to break the silent atmosphere: “Would you like to light it up and see?”

“Yeah.” Vivian nodded quickly.

Regardless of what was recorded in this section of Shahmu, as long as it is rekindled now, everything will be clear.

Then, the picture in the firelight was filled with flying snow.

The wind kept on howling.

Woo woo woo.

…

Dorn and Vivian stared at the pulsating picture in the firelight, their expressions were a little surprised.

Judging from the image presented by the igniting of the wood, the person who ignited this piece of wood was not the Vivian herself who had previously speculated by the two.

And there is a high probability that it is the boy named Wen Feng.

That is, the one who was later called the Earl of Skinning, led the Lord by Qima Snow Mountain.

The undead, who was full of evil, pursued immortality in his later years, and was finally nailed to the sarcophagus by an unknown wandering wizard to rot and stinks. In the darkness, the undead who spent hundreds of years alone, fear, despair, and numbness.

“That Earl Wen Feng, once lit this peculiar sabbath tree in the [Concerto Forest]? How could it be him?” Dorn was still amazed.

Although from the information collected recently, Earl Wen Feng did occupy the [Concerto Forest].

In addition, after his death, the tomb was built in this relic teleportation array.

Even the sarcophagus where Wen Feng’s body was placed was placed where the teleportation array would open.

“Think about what this Earl Wen Feng did. Indeed, there is an obsession with [The Concerto Forest] everywhere.” Dorn thought in his heart.

But judging from folk stories, [Concerto Forest] closed and no longer opened before Wen Feng died.

Wen Feng also angered his subordinates who guarded the location of the ruins because of the incident and skinned them.

And this time, the reason why [Concerto Forest] will be opened again is probably because Vivienne has returned after an unknown number of years.

After the few thoughts in Dorn’s mind flashed past, the picture in the firelight also changed.

The memory on the yellow charring trace just now has not been “played” yet.