Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Chapter 149 The legacy in the castle (22)

Si Cheng walked in and looked through the remaining ingredients in the kitchen. Xia Lingge followed him and watched him work.

Potatoes, onions, tomatoes... are all foods that frequently appear on the dining table these days. Sicheng looked around the kitchen again. Since it was ancient Europe, there was no such thing as gas or natural gas. There were only grills, ovens and stewing ovens. Pot, but enough.

Xia Lingge watched Sicheng skillfully peeling and washing vegetables, shredding or dicing them. Although she would cook by herself when she was tired of taking out food in the real world, they were all simple quick meals, dumplings and the like. of.

This seemed to be the first time someone cooked for her.

"Sister."

Sicheng cut the potatoes into pieces, turned to Xia Lingge and said, "Can you help me pass the hanging apron?"

Xia Lingge turned her head and saw the shabby wide apron. She walked over and took it off, raised her hand and stretched it out in front of Sicheng. Sicheng seemed to want to take it, but he paused as soon as he stretched out his wet fingers.

He said helplessly to Xia Lingge: "Senior sister, could you please tie it for me?"

Xia Lingge looked at the apron in her hand. The straps on both sides were tied at the back. She nodded and walked around Sicheng to tie the apron for him.

Si Cheng stood quietly, lowering his head slightly to see the slender arms slowly wrapping around his waist. He seemed to feel the warm and fragrant breath gently spraying on his back, and the fingertips unconsciously The skin that was scratched was like a burning fire.

then……

Xia Lingge buckled the apron straps and pulled them to both sides.

"hiss--"

Sicheng took a breath.

"it's OK?"

Xia Lingge tightened again and again.

"It's okay, senior sister..." The tender girl was strangled to pieces by two straps just as she warmed up. Si Cheng dodged Xia Lingge's hand without leaving a trace, and then took the opportunity to loosen her grip.

The fragrant grilled fish, grilled sausages, and classic stew were all coming out of the pot. Xia Lingge felt much better when she smelled the familiar aroma.

The aroma of rice and vegetables makes it extremely satisfying to eat, but it’s hard to find chopsticks, so I can only break off two thin wooden sticks and use them.

"I really enjoyed it."

Chen Yu looked at the two people sitting cross-legged on the ground and sighed repeatedly.

Xia Lingge ignored him and put a mouthful of eggplant in his mouth. Sicheng slowly said to him, "You're late, it's not your fault."

"I'm not him."

Shen Yu ignored Sicheng's gloomy eyes and sat down on his own. He took something out of his pocket and put it in front of Xia Lingge: "When I was bored just now, I went to look around the castle and found something interesting. Do you want it? have a look?"

It was a square white handkerchief, but it was stained with some dust and crimson blood.

Xia Lingge swallowed the sausage in his mouth, picked up the white handkerchief and looked at it: "What's here?"

"This was found in the basement." Shen Yu said, "Luo Yan and I rummaged through the basement before when we were looking for property. At that time, it was empty and there was nothing, let alone such blood stains."

Xia Lingge paused: "You mean... someone has entered the basement and been injured?"

"I can't tell."

Shen Yu shrugged.

Xia Lingge ate the rice and vegetables in the bowl while thinking about it. When the porcelain bowl reached the bottom, she wiped her mouth and said, "Let's go and have a look."

Sicheng had no objection. He just quietly packed away the dishes and chopsticks that Xia Lingge had put down.

Chen Yu saw his eyelids twitching again and again, his eyes mocking and full of disgust: "You are so virtuous." Si Cheng smiled and said nothing.

Then, they followed Shen Yu to the basement. The gloomy basement was bitingly cold. The heavy door slowly opened and a cold wind hit them directly.

Xia Lingge, Si Cheng and Shen Yu each held candles and slowly walked down the stairs. This basement was used to store old debris and was empty. Shen Yu led them to the blood-stained ground and said, "Nuo , right here.”

Xia Lingge knelt down and wiped the ground with his fingertips, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. The faint smell of blood lingered. Sure enough, someone left the blood, but who was it?

She held the candle closer to the ground and saw a dark red mark about one meter away from them. Xia Lingge slowly followed the mark and looked at the short window on the wall, which was only ten centimeters wide. .

"Escape from there? It's unlikely..." Si Cheng hesitated.

Xia Lingge said lightly: "In the game, nothing is impossible." She turned to Shen Yu, "You should have already figured out, where does this blood trail lead to?"

Shen Yu raised his eyebrows and pointed to the southeast: "The dense forest outside the castle."

……

Densely packed, withered branches were intertwined in layers. The gray sky was as dull as a huge stone pressed down. Black crows spread their wings and circled, and their shrill cries were extremely harsh.

Xia Lingge and the others followed the dripping blood to the depths of the dead wood forest. The silent forest added many mysteries and dangers to the unknown. They stepped into an open space and stopped.

"Disappeared." Sicheng said.

The cold wind ruffled Xia Lingge's long hair. She stretched out her hand to tuck her hair behind her ears, and her expression darkened as she looked at the tangled dead wood forest.

"Otherwise... let's go back?" Sicheng suggested.

Xia Lingge shook her head: "I haven't found any useful clues in the castle for a long time. This is the only discovery except the altar, and..." She glanced around, "Since we have been brought out, we will not let go easily. Let’s go back.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a fierce tiger roar suddenly sounded, causing the crows on the branches to fly away.

The yellow-haired and brown-spotted tiger slowly walked toward them with its fangs exposed. It was huge, half a head taller than them. And unlike other tigers, this tiger's fangs were sharp and exposed.

Xia Lingge, Si Cheng and Shen Yu's expressions instantly became tense. They stared at the tiger's movements closely and did not dare to relax at all.

"Did you expect this situation before taking us out?" Xia Lingge asked Shen Yu on the left.

Shen Yu sneered, which was unusually vigilant and nervous: "If you knew I would never come out, I'm not really sick."

"Senior, what should we do now?"

Si Cheng looked at her nervously.

"What else is there to ask..."

Xia Lingge lifted up her skirt and turned around and ran: "Run!"

"Ow—!"

The ferocious tiger roar sounded again.

Xia Lingge, Si Cheng and Shen Yu ran forward regardless, but their speed was far faster than the tiger, and the tiger was about to catch up with them in 30 seconds.

Xia Lingge turned her eyes sideways and happened to see Shen Yu secretly extending his hand. She knew what he was going to do without asking. If she didn't have the ability to escape from danger, she just had to be faster than her companions.

Seeing that the tiger behind him was about to pounce, Chen Yu grabbed Xia Lingge's arm, trying to throw her away onto the tiger.

But Xia Lingge suddenly avoided it and at the same time flew towards Sicheng.

(End of this chapter)