Strange World Little Cooking Saint Chapter 212: Pineapple Sweet and Sour Pork (4)

Wen Xian also followed his brother to the final destination while Shiyu sharpened his knife and Huohuo to study how to do monster meat.

At the end of the mountains and rivers, around a rock, the eyes suddenly open up. The peach blossoms are scorching all over the eyes, turning into a pink cloud and clouds. Under the peach blossom tree, clouds and mist linger, even if the wind blows, it can't blow away the wonderland, only the flying petals floated over and fell under Wen Heng's feet.

Wen Xian seemed to hear the crisp and sweet laughter of a girl, but when he wanted to listen carefully, the voice disappeared with the wind, leaving only a peach blossom.

Wen Heng took his hand and walked into the peach mist. As soon as the two figures entered the peach forest, they fell like water droplets on the surface of the lake. There were ripples around them, and then the two disappeared here. Peach blossoms in the sea of ​​clouds.

Wen Xian saw a flower in front of him and closed his eyes subconsciously. When I opened it again, I found that I had come to another world, and the surrounding light had changed. It was no longer bright and warm, but a kind of chilly darkness.

All the light in this space only comes from a little bit of light far away, which is like a trace of residual warmth that remains when firewood is about to burn at the end of the road, dazzling, and slightly red. I don't know if it's the imperial doctor, he can only see a little.

Wen Heng has taken the lead in moving forward. The clothes on his body are no longer the black color before, but replaced by a dark red robe with a standing collar. The surface of the fabric is embroidered with dark patterns, and the buttons on his chest are meticulously buttoned. There is an obsidian collar button on the neckline.

I don't know if the color of the clothes is too dark, or the surrounding light is not good, his skin is paler, and even his lips are pale pink, which is a bit less indifference.

Or, coming back here is different from other places.

Wen Xian held his brother's hand tightly, and he found that apart from the dim light, there was almost a mess of ink around him. The key is that in this chaotic ink, there seems to be a figure shaking, which makes him unconsciously strained.

After walking for a while, he found that there were more and more people around him. Those people were moving in a very strange posture, no matter how they looked like people. But they are all humanoids.

Finally, a person approached him, and Wen Xian almost yelled out of fear when he saw his appearance.

The man's face was pale, and his head seemed to be slashed at an angle, and then sewn again, with stitches remaining on it. His hands and feet were twisted in a weird posture, and it felt like they were twisted and grown like this after being twisted.

"What the **** is this?" Wen Xian felt a little relieved with the temperature of his brother's palm in his palm.

"Corps."

"Huh?"

"Some people are dead and will make deals with me. I let him live again, and he worked for me." Wen Heng's tone was normal, as if it were just a trivial matter.

In fact, it can bring the dead back to life, which basically does not exist in the outside world. No matter how good you were in your life, you can only disappear after death, unless you have rebirth, but there are very few examples of success. Only people who have no alternative will choose this path.

Wen Xian is still a little ignorant, but he is still a little scared. The more you go inside, there are more people like this, but most of them are more friendly, and some even grin at him, but the appearance of the blood and tongue falling off after laughing is really too scary.

Continue walking along the dark road. I don’t know how far I have gone. The light in the distance is getting closer and closer. Finally, Wen Xian can see a little bit clearly. The light is the flames, the burning lava. Light coming out.

In front of his eyes, there was a huge lava hole in the center of the earth. The red to gold-colored lava inside was rolling, and bubbles would pop up from time to time, and then snorted and cracked.

The blazing high temperature steamed Wen Xian's cheeks. After only standing for a while, he felt that the clothes on his body became crispy next time. With a little pinch, the clothes material turned into powder and fell.

In the sky above the lava mouth, an inverted triangle-like mountain is suspended there, with houses built on it. The huge stone steps in the void are the way to the house.

Wen Xian followed his brother up the steps. , As he walked up step by step, his vision became wider.

This space is very large and wide, and it is filled with darkness everywhere, and in the dark place that the fire can't reach, there are people's shadows.

Those people are the ones who should have completely dissipated, but ended up living in another form. Maybe they can't see the light, or they don't want to see the light.

Wen Xian thought silently, and stepped on the marble floor.

I don't know if it was because of the fire under his feet. The eye-catching house gave him a warm feeling. There are trees planted around, he doesn't know the type, most of them are blooming, and the fragrance of flowers is very good.

"This is the approximate appearance of my family in my memory." Wen Heng said, "The most impressive thing is the birthday banquet of my father, so it became like this unknowingly when it was rebuilt."

Wen Xian listened, and then he could see the red silk hung everywhere in the house, with lights and festoons everywhere. Crossing the threshold, you can see the scarlet carpet, the burning candlelight, and the huge birthday character hanging in the nave.

Wen Heng walked to the middle of the lobby and pointed to the red sandalwood chair on the left under the incense table, "Father was sitting there at that time." He pointed to the other side, "Mother is over there. I was standing at my mother's back then. By my side, hugging you."

Except for their family, many guests came. Sitting in the room was very close to his father. Some of them were reserved and some were reckless, but they all lived and died together. They all drank and rolled under the table that night.

At that time, he was young~IndoMTL.com~ Seeing that he had been sullen, his uncles told his father that he was too strict with his children.

In fact, it was because the cute little brother in his arms was peeing on him again. He resisted the urge to throw his younger brother out, and had to stiffen up his body and wanted to find time to change his clothes, but was seen by his uncle and uncle, thinking he was rigid by nature.

Later, when my mother knew about it, she didn't let the two of them change clothes at the first time, but gave them a high-five and laughed. The two brothers looked at their mother indifferently, saying that they could not understand her smile. Where is the point.

Followingly, my father came in and didn’t even look at the two brothers. He picked up his mother and walked out, saying, “You’re here, Ye Dan made a dish. Others said Well done, but I still think your cooking is more delicious when I eat. Let’s go out and set up his stall."

The two brothers who were completely ignored, watched their backs disappear with indifference.

The servant next to him covered his mouth and chuckled: "It's so affectionate."

That's not right, or else I will die together in the end. (To be continued.)