052, food is the unchanging truth

When he opened the door of the restaurant, Heimlin, who had always thought he was calm enough, was stunned.

The table was full of used tableware, and the taste of various seasonings was strangely mixed in the air. From time to time, chicken bones were thrown around, and one of the chicken leg bones hit his forehead impartially.

"The end of food," he sighed, picked up the chicken bones hanging on his hair, and asked calmly, "Did you eat all these by yourself?"

The black currant who buried his head and cut the hooves replied casually, "No."

As soon as Haimerlin breathed a sigh of relief, he heard him add: "Miceru has collected a batch of plates."

Even if all the ghosts in this castle are alive, they can't eat so much in a meal. Hemerlin pressed his eyelids and sympathized with the nightmare of being busy cooking and washing.

"Yes, I almost forgot. I saw the little one leave the castle just now." Heimolin remembered the business and reminded.

The black currant didn't raise his head. He stuffed a muscular bone into his mouth, chewed it slowly for a while, spit out the bone and "banged" on the plate, and then asked, "Are you here to tell me this?"

There was a little play on Heimlin's face: "Do you think it's okay? I thought the three of you were playing a family game together. My father was a killer who used to dominate one side. My mother is a magician across the continent in the future, but my daughter..."

Blackcurrant turned his head, looked at him with a neurotic look for a while, and said, "You're wrong."

"I think so. If you want to play your daughter, you must at least have the ability to raze this castle to the ground." Heimlin spread his hands with a smile.

"I'm not talking about this," Blackcurrant cut off a piece of skinned meat and fed it into his mouth. "Suti is the daughter of Luther Garway. You know what I'm talking about."

Haimerlin suddenly closed his voice and stared at him: "Luther... Jiawei?"

The blackcurrant nodded, threw the knife casually, chewed the last piece of meat in his mouth and got up, as if he was finally full. When he walked to the wheelchair, he stopped for a moment and took out Xiao Ye Mei from his pocket and came to Hemerlin's face: "This is our daughter."

Heimlin tried to control the twitching corners of his mouth: "It, no, she... looks so special."

"Thank you for the compliment." Blackcuron stuffed his daughter back into his coat pocket and was about to go out of the door of the restaurant. Hemerlin suddenly remembered and said, "Before the little one went out, Yin just left." Success made him stop.

Blackcurrant put his hands in his pockets and didn't bother to go back: "Do you have something to talk to me about?"

Heimlin smiled and asked, "Aren't you afraid that they will leave you?" This kind of stupid thing won't happen," Blackcurrant sneed. "If you have something to do, just say it. If you have nothing to do, don't hinder me."

Although he said so, his eyes still drifted uncertainly in the direction of the castle hall. Hemerlin knew it and did not dare to lift the reverse scales again. He nodded honestly: "Please follow me."

The blackcurrant still stood still for a while before sped up with the direction of the wheelchair.

The faint breath of life can be felt not too far from the castle, which is the existence of Suti, the attribute of life, which can only be felt by those with the power of death. She is stagnant, which proves that the person she is looking for is nearby, so there is no need to worry.

"Sister Yin."

Su Ti narrowed her eyes and looked up at Yin sitting on the loess pile. Although there were thick clouds in the sky, the sun was still so bright that people couldn't open their eyes: "What are you looking at?"

Yin looked depressed and shook her head without saying anything. Su Ti began to climb the loess pile with her hands and feet.

It was originally a wilderness in front of the castle, but it became high and low after yesterday's battle. I don't know which side of the loess the loess pile rolled down from. The soil was not hard enough. Su Ti was covered with loess and still couldn't climb up. He couldn't help asking, "Why can I climb up?"

Yin slid down from it helplessly, looked at the loose loess she had dug, and said, "I didn't climb up. Little Lanlan put me on it."

Suti said, clapping the mud on her hands: "Sister Yin, have you quarreled with little black brother?"

Yin shook her head and asked again, "Is that he bullied you? He spanked you, too?" Yin couldn't help laughing and pushed her little head: "How could he spank me? I'm not a child."

Suti pouted and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with her hint that she was "still a child", but thinking about what she was doing here, she put aside this little unpleasantness: "The brother in a wheelchair asked when we would leave here and said he wanted to go with us."

"Let's go together?" Yin was a little surprised, "Why?"

"He said he wanted to be friends with Sister Yin." Suti conveyed Heimlin's words truthfully.

This guy still didn't give up. He couldn't convince himself to help him. Why didn't he just stick over and accept protection? Yin felt funny, but after all, his leg injury was his own responsibility, so he was chased and killed endlessly. If he insisted on following up and asked himself to protect him, he didn't seem to be qualified to refuse.

Suti added: "He also said that he would only follow us out of Kuzbik Mountain and then separate."

This time, Yin was confused and only followed outside Kuzbik Mountain? Why is it dangerous to be covered by Cameron's Legion of the Dead here? You need someone to protect you when you go out. I don't understand at all.

"I told him that I didn't know your plan, but you can help him ask," Su Ti rubbed her palms and looked up and asked, "Are we going to go with him?"

Yin ground the sand under his feet: "I don't know. Something happened. I'm in a mess in my head now. I wanted to come out to calm down, but I found that although it was very cold, my heart still couldn't calm down."

Suti asked curiously, "What happened?" When everyone was talking in the study on the third floor, she was unconscious on the sofa in the hall. When the magician attacked, she was knocked unconscious by a vase. After that, she didn't know what happened in the room. She rushed over and saw that Yin and Blackcurrant's faces were ugly, so she was confused from beginning to end.

Yin smiled and squatted down to look at her: "I don't know what's going on, but..."

"But?"

"But I know Xiaohei is angry," she sighed. "I made him angry."

Suti is still confused and seems to think that this does not constitute a problem at all: "If so, it would be good to apologize to him."

Yin looked at this ignorant little Lori helplessly: "If it can be solved by apologizing, I won't worry here."

In fact, since Blackcurrant left her room yesterday, she has been trying to find an opportunity to apologize. As a result, the other party not only did not intend to accept it, but even did not want to hear her apologize at all. Except for a short hour at a table for dinner, they didn't even have a phone call.

Although he also quarreled when he was in Marco Polo, Blackcurrant finally came to save her, but this time he didn't even want to pay attention to her. I have to say that the problem is quite serious. Yin thought for a moment and decided to abstractize the problem to make it easier for her to understand: "Well, because of a little selfishness, I did something that was not too much, but it made him feel unacceptable, so he didn't want to see me now. What do you think we should do?"

Suti's eyes shine: "To seduce him with delicious food!"

Three black lines on Yin's head: "Ah ha ha..."

That night, Blackcurrant was lying on ** and competing with the ceiling when someone knocked on his door.

Because he didn't want to stay at the table for too long to let Yin find a chance to talk to him, he didn't have enough for dinner today. He was in a bad mood. He jumped off ** and opened the door without thinking about it, intending to beat the ignorant guy outside the door.

The wooden door was pulled inward, and a chaotic footsteps ran downstairs. The corridor was dark, and the faint light in the room was cast on the carpet, and a piece of cake was suddenly placed in the small area.

"..." Blackcurrant looked suspiciously in the direction of leaving the footsteps just now. Unexpectedly, there was a hot dog every three steps, a pair of roasted wings every five steps, and the crooked bait all the way, as if he despised his IQ.

There was a suppressed laughter from the stairs. You don't have to look at it to know who it is. Blackcurrant thought about it, squatted down to eat the cake, and then took it to the door and walked towards the hot dog.

Cake, hot dogs, grilled wings, mousse, mashed potatoes... The food went all the way down the stairs, and the blackcurrant rudely swept them all into the stomach. Then he followed the route drawn by the hunter all the way into the restaurant and found that the food bypassed the table and extended into the kitchen with the door.

There was a faint laughter from the kitchen. The nightmare was as hoarse as paper. The black currant sniffed, directly skipped the bait in the restaurant and walked towards the kitchen.

The moment the kitchen door opened, he saw the faint black fog left by the nightmare passing through the wall. There was a thumping sound under the stage. It was probably Su Ti who hit his head, and the door of the locker was held with a fluffy tail, which looked very painful. After a while, he finally fixed it on Yin, who was a little at a loss, holding a framed bag in the middle of the room.

"Ah, Xiaohei... That, how can you..." The unexpected expression on Yin's face didn't seem to be fake. His hand shivered, and the fresh cream clicked on the flow stage.

The black currant didn't make a sound. He walked to the front of the stage and looked at a shallow plate in front of her, which was filled with freshly baked pies. The fragrant aroma proved that the taste must be good. The purpose of making pies in the kitchen in the middle of the night was naturally very clear. He stretched out a finger and dragged it to himself on the edge of the plate.

Yin hurriedly stopped: "Aa! The cream hasn't been done yet..." The back of my hand was bounced, and it was so painful that I dared not stop it again.

The ** power of delicious food is unstoppable, and the blackcurrant tears off a piece from the plate and feeds it into his mouth.

The nightmare stretched out half of his head from the ceiling. Qiong Qi secretly put one eye close to the crack of the door of the locker. Su Ti held her head and huddled under the flow platform and listened.

"...Xiao Hei?" Yin unconsciously stopped shaking her hand.

Blackcurrant stood for a few seconds, biting the pie and asking inexplicably, "What's inside?"

Yin looked at his expression in horror: "Apple, apple."

"Did I say that I don't eat apples?"

The nightmare shrank his head, and Qiong Qi quickly pulled back his tail. There was a string of tinkling pots and pans in the locker. Su Ti squirmed to the edge of the flow table against the ground, and then rushed out of the kitchen as if he were running away.

However, the expected picture of the ancient mythical beast Godzilla Spitfire was not staged. Blackcurrant frowned and chewed hard a few times, and then swallowed it. For him who took food as the sky, eating can show such a painful expression is really once in a hundred years.

Yin looked at the opposite side of the flow platform with her fingers for a while. When he ate the whole apple pie with a sigh of relief, he looked up at himself and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Xiaohei, I..."

Blackcurrant reached out to dip the cream she had just accidentally squeezed into the flow table and asked absent-mindedly, "What?"

"Apple...and about Idalos."

"Hmm."