On the map, their names naturally appeared at the place marked as the kitchen and stopped … Boss Luo, who had returned to the room again, looked at the [Living] map sent by Nan Xiaonan.
Miss Maid lifted her hair and looked at it together, saying, "It seems that Nan Xiaonan is very thoughtful."
That's right.
This map even included her own whereabouts. Did it mean that if she encountered any accident, at least there was another channel for her to send the news out?
For example, through this [Living] map?
Then, it would be seen by someone who had the map, and then the person who had the map would go there out of curiosity.
Boss Luo rolled up the map and held it casually — At this time, there was a knock on the door.
The person who came was the castle butler, Mr. Lesa, who could never predict his movements … This time, he was still alone.
"What's the matter, Mr. Lesa?" Luoqiu opened the door and asked politely.
Lesa was holding two different styles of evening gowns in his hands, "There will be a banquet in the castle tonight, these are the gowns I sent to you … I told you before, right?"
"You did." Boss Luo nodded with a smile.
This was a very interesting thing. Although the butler had mixed up what he was supposed to do several times, it seemed that he would eventually return to the original track. For example, he planned to send the young man and woman to the banquet because their car broke down.
"Then, 7: 00 p.m., be seated on time." Lesa nodded, "See you tonight."
"See you tonight, Mr. Butler."
…
In any case, the castle seemed to be preparing for the banquet in the evening — In the hall of the east wing, Lesa was directing a group of bodyguards in black to start decorating the venue.
Hearing that Dr. Görs of the clan's supervision team would come tonight, he also changed into a suit. At this time, he was leisurely watching the busy figures in the corner of the banquet hall.
…
At 4: 30 in the afternoon, Chef Nelson woke up by himself. But when he opened the door, he saw the two new kitchen helpers wriggling on the floor like two silkworms.
"What are you doing?"
Nan Xiaonan also wanted to know what the hell she was doing … What kind of garbage kitchen knife was this? After cutting for a full ten minutes, it only cut a few strands of spider silk. It was completely useless.
"Did you open my door?" Chef Nelson asked with a frown. He then removed the spider web from Tang Tianlin's mouth. "Didn't I tell you not to come near my room?"
At this time, Tang Tianlin had to say, "Sir, didn't you tell us to wake you up at 4: 30 … That's why I opened the door. I didn't expect …"
"Oh … I did say that." Chef Nelson slapped his forehead. "I was so sleepy that I forgot to tell you about this. Well, ladies and gentlemen, now that you know what's in my room, I think you won't be so rash to open it next time. Then, let's get to work. We need to prepare the food for tonight's guests. "
At this time, Chef Nelson bent down and easily tore off the spider web on the two helpers.
Tang Tianlin couldn't help but be shocked. The spider silk was so tough that even his mutated left arm couldn't break it, but Chef Narson was able to …
Nan Xiaonan, the Great Teacher of Star Creation, whose strength was no longer comparable to that of the past, could only obediently lower her head and not speak … She told herself that it didn't matter. Who didn't start off as a weakling?
It didn't matter. Just take it as reliving the hard years of the past to sharpen your will.
It really didn't matter.
She threw Xing Chuang's kitchen knife into the trash can.
Chef Nelson didn't seem to care about this. He looked at the two helpers and said, "Well, let's get to work … Miss Gong Linna is Mr. Varley's elder sister. She has a special taste, so we need to prepare well."
"What kind of person is Miss Gong Linna?" Tang Tianlin took the opportunity to ask … The elder sister of the castle's owner was obviously a vampire?
"How should I put it …" Chef Nelson lowered his head and thought for a moment. Then, he slowly said, "She's probably someone who likes to sing … Tonight, maybe you'll have a chance to experience Miss Gong Linna's Song of Perturbation."
Song of Perturbation … Tang Tianlin and Nan Xiaonan looked at each other. They didn't know what the song was about, but looking at Will Nelson's expression, they felt perturbed enough.
"Come over here and help me move the ingredients out."
With that, Mr. Nelson walked into another room … A gust of cold air slowly seeped in from the crack of the door.
The moment the door was opened, a gust of cold wind blew in all directions. Unexpectedly, there was a snowstorm inside.
Inside the room, there were naked people hanging from the ceiling … They were all young men and women, and the youngest seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old.
Their backs were pierced by iron hooks, and they were hung on the wooden beams of the room … They looked like pieces of cured meat.
Chef Nelson was picking the ingredients he liked. He seemed to have picked the right one, so he turned around and waved his hand, signaling the two helpers to come over and help him move the ingredients.
Seeing this, Tang Tianlin and Nan Xiaonan could only brace themselves and walk into this … this freezer.
"By the way, do you know about bloodletting?" Chef Nelson suddenly asked, "The kind that cuts the throat?"
Nan Xiaonan expressed that she was walking the path of a virtuous lady in the academy, not the path of immortality forged by the devil.
"He knows how to do it!" Nan Xiaonan raised her finger and pointed at Tang Tianlin, saying with great certainty, "He knows how to do it, just like playing with a toy. He used to be a forensic doctor, the kind that dissects people every day! "
"Oh … Then there's no problem." Chef Nelson nodded happily, then looked at Nan Xiaonan and said, "Come and help me. I'm going to make a Brain Jelly, Miss Gong Linna likes it very much."
Hehe.
Tang Tianlin just looked at him without saying anything.
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…
In a small wooden house in the depths of the maze, the gardener Snève slowly pushed open the door and walked out with some food.
He sat in the yard in front of the door, starting a fire. Then he set up an iron pot with a chipped corner, and started to put the food in it to cook dinner.
In fact, if one looked closely, one would find that this iron pot looked more like a helmet.
Mr Snave looked at the burning firewood and seemed to be distracted. His thoughts started to wander ….. He suddenly started to think, how long had he been a gardener here.
Thirty-five years … Or thirty-six years? Or even forty years?
The smell of the firewood wasn't very good when it was burning … It was made from the willow branches that were picked up from the willow forest nearby. When it was burning, it always smelled like burning rotten corpses.
The black vicious dog was lying at Mr. Snève's feet, wagging its tail … Time seemed to slow down, and Mr. Snève's eyelids suddenly became heavy.
The heat of the firewood also made him feel comfortable … Finally, Mr. Snève couldn't resist the drowsiness, so he sat down and closed his eyes, falling asleep.
…
…
It was a sunny morning, and the birds in the forest were fascinating … It was as if there were little fairies shuttling back and forth in the forest.
A young man, at most 18 or 19 years old, was in the middle of the forest, closing his eyes and spreading his arms, bathing in the sunshine.
"It is said that only the purest of the soul can see the fairies in the forest … So, have you seen the fairies in the forest, Snève?"
A hearty voice was heard, causing the young man to open his eyes … Young Snake could even hear the sound of laughter at this moment.
The source of the laughter was a strong man wearing a bull-horned helmet, holding a heavy shield and a huge axe.
At this time, there were two other people walking together with the strong man. One was an intellectual woman, about 27 or 28 years old, wearing a black robe, holding a black leather book in her hand. Her name was Lenny, and beside her was a tall man in light clothes, Geralt.
Lenny and Geralt were lovers … This was what young Snève knew when he joined this demon hunting team.
The strong man's name was Toshera, and his character was just like his appearance.
Warrior Toshera, swordsman Geralt, magician Lenny … They were originally members of the demon hunting team, and then joined as tactical reinforcements. Young Snève, as a hunter, walked quickly to the three of them and smiled, "You guys are finally awake."
Everyone had just experienced a battle last night, so they were a little tired … Young Snève was placed in the rear as support during the battle because he was still young, so he didn't consume too much energy, so he woke up early.
"I think you've done your investigation, right, Snève?" Swordsman Geralt said with a smile.
"Yes, I've checked." The young hunter nodded at this time, "It's best if we leave after breakfast … During the day, those vampires are most relaxed."
"Don't be careless, Snève." Magician Lenny said sternly, "It's because it's common knowledge that vampires become weak during the day, so vampires are more careful and secretive around their nest during the day."
"It's okay." The young hunter patted his chest and said, "They told me that there's only a peaceful road ahead, and those guys have already eaten and gone to sleep."
"They?" Warrior Toshela's eyes widened. "So, you can really see the legendary forest elves? What do they look like? They're not even as big as a palm. "
"Actually, I can only hear their voices occasionally." The young hunter shook his head and said, "I've never really seen a forest elf … I think, maybe it's because my cultivation is not enough."
"It's already not easy." Magician Lenny smiled at this time, "Those who can get the favor of the forest elves are all favored by the heavens. It seems that we're really lucky to find Snève. "
The young hunter did not dare to look at the mature woman's eyes … He quickly ran to the side and began to pack up the camping equipment.
The other members of the Demon Hunter Party laughed softly when they saw this … They quite liked this diligent and quick-witted little fellow. Even though he had only joined the party for a few short months, he had brought some laughter to the rather dull little party on a daily basis.
"This little guy seems to like you, Lenny." Warrior Toshera said at this time, "Maybe in a few years, Geralt will have a strong competitor? I hope you won't have a few more white hairs in a few years, Lenny. "
"Oh, it seems that you need some stimulation to wake up." The female magician sneered at this time, "You must have drunk too much last night, Toshera."
"Okay, stop fooling around. Help pack up and get ready to go." Geralt shook his head at this time, "We must leave the castle before dark."
Snève, who was packing up the camping equipment, seemed to be absent-minded at this time … Suddenly, his finger was scalded a little.
It was left on the quilt used to boil water in the morning, the temperature of the firewood … The young hunter hurriedly put the scalded finger into his mouth, complaining about his bad luck.
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…
Crack —!
The sound of the burning willow branch suddenly woke up the gardener … He suddenly shivered, the cold of the night began to spread behind him.
The gardener looked at the sky and hurriedly took out a pocket watch from the bag and opened it, "It's almost six o 'clock …"
He thoughtfully looked at the east wing of the castle … on the high tower in the east wing, muttering to himself, "Don't know if those two guys have left …"
Dong — Dong — Dong — Dong —!
At this time, a loud bell came from the castle … It was six o 'clock in the evening.
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…
The room in the high tower in the east wing of the castle — this was the residence of the owner of the castle, Mr. Varley, facing the west.
The first moment when the moon rose could be seen from here.
Generally speaking, Mr. Varley's good mood started from the moment he woke up and saw the moon rise.
When the bell in the castle began to ring, the tightly shut curtains in the room facing the west were suddenly pulled open, and the candles in the room were automatically lit.
In the center of the room, the lid of a huge black wooden coffin opened to the side with a snap. After that, a man with a mustache slowly stood up. His hands were pressed against his chest, and his eyes were closed.
"Well, it's another pleasant day."
The owner of the castle looked at the rising moon at this time, and his mood was very good.
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PS: As usual
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