God's Palette

"Shall I tell you a story too?"

"About the pandas in your family? Let's keep it for Du Liji." Apparently, the Du Liji he mentioned affectionately is Jasmine, the tour guide of Xia Xun and his party. National culture, language, just thinking about getting the eligibility to adopt pandas..."

Xia Xun laughed, this black-eyed, white-haired, cute animal for the country is really a good topic that we can never get tired of talking about.Just like the weather, a drink, women, money... are all good starting points to get the chat on the right track.

The conversation had already begun, and the old owner pointed to the oven: "Bring me the food? I'll tell you a ghost story."

"Okay." Just as she agreed, the old owner had already spoken.

"Back in 1942—"

"Winter War."

The old homeowner sniffed, and the reindeer barbecue served by Xia Xun tasted very good, which made him feel happy: "That's right, we are at war with the Soviet Union! There are a lot of people in that bunch of rubbish, but we beat the crap out of them. Of course ...We had few people, and the weather was cold, and the battle soon fell into a stalemate."

"I remember that the Finnish sled troops only killed 900 people? But they beat and bombed the Soviet Union, causing them to lose nearly 3 people..." Xia Xun had also read this history.

The old homeowner stared at the reindeer meat in front of him, and said in a gentle tone, "Although we brag every day, strictly speaking, most of the deaths of the Soviets were due to extreme weather, insufficient supplies and non-combat attrition..."

"The extreme weather really made it difficult for the Soviets to resist, but what does this have to do with our supernatural events?"

From this topic to 1942, Xia Xun understood that this matter had nothing to do with him.What she is looking for is purely the undead of this era. After all, the color of the God of Soap Bubbles seems to have been exiled four years ago.

But just listen to the story, maybe this is just the first one in the storybook of the old house.

He didn't eat immediately, but went on to tell the story: "At that time, the situation was stalemate, and we were fighting guerrilla tactics. In order to make the stalemate more beneficial to us, we used other methods besides fighting, such as... spreading some Strange rumors that there are vicious, man-eating monsters in the Finnish forests, terribly frightening, to sway the Soviets."

"Psychological warfare."

"Later, when we achieved our goal, we didn't pay attention to the nonsense rumors. We planned to fight the Soviets again... However, a Soviet camp suddenly disappeared... none of us did it."

And when the old owner paused, Xia Xun realized that the house was actually quiet inside and out.

Even the whirling snoring didn't know when it stopped.

But the story is not over yet—"We went to check the destroyed camp. The Soviets died terribly, with remains, bones, and even peeled off human skin. You know, we didn't do this."

"Maybe it's a secret operation team?" Xia Xun frowned, speculating in a rational tone.

"No, there wasn't any such action." was completely denied.

"You know...it's really clear."

"After all, I died in that war." The old house owner never touched the plate of reindeer meat.

Chapter 108: Itala

Xia Xun's scalp was numb, and he was startled

Even her little heart, which was supposed to be beating regularly, stagnated for a moment as if it was about to explode.The feeling of suffocation, chills on the back, and all kinds of frightened feelings made Xia Xun freeze in place. She even forgot to swallow her saliva, and she also forgot how to blink her eyelids.

Co-author, telling ghost stories to himself in the middle of the night, actually...

Is……

ghost?

But no matter how you say it, Xia Xun has also gone through many battlefields, and even slept with the dead, just for the tough guy who escaped from death, she forced herself to suppress the fear that emerged in her heart.She has a glass of water and a plate of reindeer meat in front of her, which can be tested to see if this person is a ghost or a human.

"If you're a ghost, at least you're a good ghost." Her voice was not so hard.

"Hahahaha, don't think too much, I'm just teasing you." The old owner laughed and even patted the table, his old face, which was already soaked red by alcohol, was shaking non-stop, "Hahaha, it worked. , succeeded."

"...I knew it." Xia Xun finally spit out the stagnant breath in his chest. The old owner snickered mischievously and stuck out his tongue at himself. This person is really too , Too, too skinny.

Xia Xun clutched his throbbing chest, and said, "Really? Are you really human?"

The old homeowner replaced words with actions, picked up the cool reindeer meat on the table, and stuffed it into his mouth. The sound of "bajibaji" eating should have been very annoying, but now it sounds quite pleasant, at least, This proves that it is a human being that is eating.

But Xia Xun, who was still a little worried, also took a piece from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth, which really proved that it belonged to matter, not soul.

The reindeer meat and the newly poured vodka fell into the belly of the mischievous old homeowner. He was very happy that the prank was successful. After all, his children are not so funny, and these guests are quite lively.

"Little girl, are you a photographer?"

"Yes."

"Come to Finland to take pictures?"

"Help a friend take some photos of... pretending to be an anime character."

The old owner nodded: "I have traveled all over Europe, including my hometown of course. If you have any questions, just ask me."

It was like talking, Xia Xun was completely relaxed, there was a knowledgeable and talkative local person to consult with, which was much better than Jasmine’s taciturn tour guide, so of course he couldn’t let this opportunity pass.But Xia Xun was also a little selfish, and this trip was not just for taking pictures of Ye Qianluo.

Anyway, the old man has played tricks on himself once, and if he asks again, what he should get is the real thing.

"Then let's start with the strange stories in recent years?"

……

That night, Xia Xun canceled his original plan, and instead of sneaking out in the middle of the night, he filmed ghost hunting in Helsinki late at night. He was so frightened that he really needed a night to adjust.

After the chat - the old man went to the sauna.

And she also walked the dark stairs nervously, every time she stepped on the old wood, the creaking sound made people feel uneasy.

It wasn't until she heard the beating and scolding on the second floor that she felt relieved.After cooperating, the snoring sound that had just turned around disappeared, it turned out that it had disturbed other people and was woken up by being hit with a pillow.All right, all right, just quarrel.