Open doll shop in escape games

Probably because his eyes were too resentful, and his desire to accuse was too strong, Nicklus let out a dry cough, feeling a little guilty.

"I remember that there is a good tofu." Nicholas asked him in a low voice, "Do you want to eat?"

"eat!"

The city of Sevidro is worthy of the name of a gourmet city. There are surprisingly many roadside stalls. You can see skewers, barbecue, spicy soup, cold dishes, etc. that Yanlou has seen before, and there are many more that he has not seen. something seen.

For example, there are more than ten pots of plants in a small stall. The calf-high green plants have luxuriant branches and leaves, and are covered with red fruits the size of the tip of a little finger. They look pretty good.

"Do you want to try Twilight Fruit? You can buy a box for ten copper coins!" The stall owner greeted him with a smile.

Yan Lou was a little curious, "What is this? A potted plant?"

"No, Troll fruit is a kind of food." Nicholas had a narrow smile in his eyes, "You will know after you try it."

"Then give me a box."

The stall owner asked: "Do you want the original flavor, the milk flavor, the candy flavor... or the ice flavor?"

Yanlou was confused and couldn't ask Nicholas, so he said calmly, "Just... the original flavor."

The stall owner quickly picked a box full of fruits from the small tree with silver chopsticks. After passing the box to Yanlou, he took out a small watering can and sprinkled light green potion. The tree bears new fruit.

Yan Lou pinched a bright red fruit and put it in his mouth, but the hard fruit melted in his mouth, a pungent spicy taste burst out on the tip of his tongue, and tears came out of Yan Lou who was caught off guard.

"Hiss! It's so spicy!" Yan Lou was so hot that the boss at the side handed him a glass of water with a smile.

"Oh, it's the first time for this customer to eat this!" said the boss, "It's impossible to eat Tora fruit without water."

As soon as the water enters the mouth, the strange spicy taste disappears immediately.

"what is this……"

Just as he was about to ask clearly, he saw Nicholas also took a strange fruit and ate it, then smiled and said, "It's sweet."

"Impossible, it's obviously spicy!"

"Would you try another one?" Nicholas said.

Yanlou ate one suspiciously, and a sour smell pervaded him, and he felt a toothache.

"acid……"

Nichols said with a smile: "Although the appearance of the strange fruit is the same, the taste is random. There is no way to interfere with it. It can be sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty. Later, some people used various materials to cultivate it, such as mixed syrup and milk. Wait, the fruit grown in this way will have the taste of syrup or milk, but the taste of the final fruit will still be strange."

"Where did this thing come from? The magical world?" Yanlou lamented that there are so many wonders in the world, and ate another one desperately.

The fresh and fragrant taste lingers on the tip of the tongue, a bit like the sauce carefully prepared by the chef, but it is more refreshing and natural than the sauce.

"No, this thing first grew in the wild world, and after it was discovered, it sold well in various worlds. The fast-growing potion came from the magical world." Nichols explained.

"It's very interesting." Yanlou happily ate another one, um, it was bitter.Another one, hiss, it's spicy again!

It was probably because the lottery by luck made Yan Lou a little addicted. He couldn't help but bought a box of all kinds of Twister fruits in various flavors at the stall, and then he went on to the next food stall with satisfaction.

Nichols looked at him a little funny, "I kind of know how you got those rumors."

Yanlou didn't care about those reputations any more, and shook his head and said, "You have to be happy to be successful in life..."

The two walked all the way from the street to the end of the street, and the space of Yanlou was gradually filled with all kinds of snacks, of course, there were quite a few in their stomachs.

The street was crowded with people and it was very lively, but a small courtyard at the end of the street was very quiet.

Twenty or so people in solemn black robes and sterling silver crosses stood quietly in the yard.A fat man stood on the low table in front of him, holding a thick leather book to spread the teachings to the believers below.

After reading the scriptures and singing the praises of the great God of Light, the fat man, Kesselin, the leader of the group of believers of the God of Light, said: "Believers, darkness covers this land of suffering. Struggling under the brutal rule of God, when will the light be ushered in, and how can the light of God be sown to the earth again?"

"Countless ignorant people are blinded by darkness. How can we break the darkness and let them bathe in the light of God?"

Kesselin raised his hands high and shouted loudly: "Overthrow the Demon King, kill the Demon God!"

"Overthrow the Demon King! Slay the Demon God!" The believers below shouted slogans in unison.

Kesselin lowered his hands, and everyone quickly calmed down to listen to him: "Today is a good opportunity to wake up the fools. A food contest is being held in the city of Sevidro, and countless people are gathered here. We will kill them in front of them." A demon, let them see for themselves how the light purifies the darkness, and wake them up from the darkness!"

Someone below asked, "Where is the devil?"

Kesselin said: "These people who are immersed in the darkness and refuse to wake up are all demons corrupted by the darkness. We have to pick one out of them, and pick the one with the heaviest sin!"

He waved his hand and said loudly, "Come with me!"

When they opened the small courtyard, Kesselin looked at the bustling street with people coming and going, and wanted to choose a weak chicken who could hit him with one blow, but Nicholas's silver hair was too dazzling. It immediately attracted their attention.

"Look at that man, that guy who wears a mask and doesn't dare to show his true colors!" Kesselin said in a low voice, "His hair is as silvery as the devil's, and he's wearing black clothes. He is a faithful follower of the Demon King, we want to purify him!"

"Purify him!"

"Let's go!" Kesselin beckoned, and many believers put on black cloaks and big hoods that covered their faces. The daggers in their hands were hidden in their sleeves, and then a large group of people rushed to the street.

At this moment, Yanlou and Nicholas were standing in front of a food stall, waiting for the hot octopus balls to come out of the pan.

Sensing that there was an abnormal crowd approaching, Nickles' guards immediately stepped forward to stop them, and shouted loudly, "Who is it?"

Yanlou took the small cardboard box which was still hot, turned to look, and saw a group of people yelling "God's light will spread all over the earth", and then rushed up with a murderous weapon.

Several people in this group had awakened their abilities, and one of them turned into a phantom and jumped over the crowd, appearing in front of Nicholas and Yanlou in an instant.But maybe this person's ability was not used very often, which caused something to go wrong. His target was originally Nicholas, but in the end he rushed straight to the nearby Yan Tower.

"careful!"

Nicholas pulled Yanlou to the area behind him. Yanlou, who was about to strike, didn't expect this to happen, and the octopus balls flew halfway by surprise.When he came back to his senses, everything in front of him was blocked by Nicholas' back, and he became the one being protected?

Yanlou was a little dazed, he was always the only one who stood in front of others, when did anyone protect him?

He thought for a long time, and suddenly recalled the cat from the corner of his memory, that thin, dirty, big orange cat.

The cat was named Candy, the name he gave, although the name sounds sweet, but Candy's personality is not sweet at all, instead it is always fierce like a little tiger with fur.

It is a stray cat that lives in the alley behind the old building. Its body is full of scars, and its eyes are always vigilant and hostile. In the beginning, Yanlou was also the object of its vigilance.

But I have seen it more times, probably because I know that a child who is thinner than a cat is not a threat. When Candy licks his paws and sits on the lid of the trash can, he will look at him with disdainful eyes, but he will not stretch out his paws to drive him away.That dark, dirty, no-man's alley became Xiaoyanlou's habitat. He would curl up in the corner, lie on the uneven concrete floor and lick his wounds, together with the scarred cat.

The difference is that the cat's injury is a medal for defending the territory, and his injury was given by his parents.

The cat is a proud creature, and seems to be dismissive of everyone, but it seems to be a little gentler towards the elderly and children.

Yan Lou remembered that the first time in his life that a creature expressed kindness to him, it was on a dusk when the sun was sinking in the west, and the golden afterglow lingered with a thin warmth.

He dragged his leg scratched by the beer bottle and ran downstairs staggeringly bleeding.The voice of the old lady downstairs chanting through the thin door panel, it is the usual few words: "Why are you arguing all day long? I don't know if the old people feel shallow, the whole room is full of ghosts!"

He didn't listen to those complaints and cursing, he ran out of the dark corridor by feeling the peeling walls, and rushed into the dirty and smelly alley.Candy was still squatting on the lid of the trash can, licking his hair like a big guy, seeing that he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Until smelling a faint smell of blood, the haughty orange cat finally stopped and gave a tentative "meow".

Yan Lou, who was curled up on the ground, didn't hear its sound for a long time, until he felt a soft touch on his arm.He opened his eyes and saw the fierce cat squatting beside his hand, its white-gloved front paw lightly stomping on his arm, "Meow?"

Since then, Candy’s attitude towards him has changed. Not only is he no longer aggressive, but he will also feed him fish bones, dead mice and other trophies in his mouth. Probably in his eyes, Yanlou is covered by his subordinates. little cub.

Although Yanlou doesn't eat dead mice, he knows Candy's kindness to him. This ferocious stray cat became his only companion in childhood. One person and one cat spent a period of interdependence together.

and after?Later, it was a similar dusk, the sunlight stretched people's shadows long, like monsters shining from the bottom of my heart.

That day the man returned home drunk as usual, kicked the skinny woman as soon as he entered the door, and kicked her away like a piece of garbage.The woman shrank into the corner silently, hiding herself in a place where the man could not see, not daring to attract his attention.

"Where's the food?" The man yelled indistinctly, "Where did you hide, little brat? Quickly bring me some food!"

The child who was no higher than the table was so thin that only his bones were left, and his bruised arms were exposed under the empty old clothes.He picked up the bowl from the kitchen on his feet and staggered it to the man, but he was not satisfied.

"Slow to death! What's the use of me raising you, I'll take a long time to serve you!" The man violently pulled him, and the rice bowl fell down immediately, and the soup drenched him all over.

"Trash Dim Sum!" The man knocked him down with a slap in the face, and kicked his stomach fiercely, cursing as he kicked, "You shit, you can't even do this well! ... What kind of eyes do you have, huh? Hit it?...I'll kill you bastard!"

The child didn't dare to say a word, because the more he cried, the harder he beat him.His forehead hit the table leg, and blood trickled slowly into his eyes.

Through the dim light above his head, he saw the woman hiding behind the chair. She was cautiously huddled in the corner, covering her mouth with her hands, not daring to make any sound.She looked at them quietly, with half fear and half happiness in her eyes. Fear is for men, but luck is for herself. What about Yanlou?Probably nothing.

He closed his eyes, his vision somewhat blurred by the blood.

Usually, after a while of beating, the man's body corroded by alcohol would soon get tired, but today he seemed to be particularly angry, punching and kicking were not enough to relieve his anger, so he went looking for something he could take advantage of.

While he was going to lift the stool, Yanlou got up from the ground and ran outside skillfully.He heard the men swearing viciously, and heard the neighbors complain, but he didn't think about it.

He ran into the little corner where he was hiding again, and the orange cat jumped off the lid of the trash can to rub against him, and after rubbing against him for a while, it suddenly turned around and let out a fierce breath outside.

Yan Lou was taken aback, looked up and found that the man followed him downstairs, still holding a stick in his hand.

"Little brat, you can run quite well!"

Yanlou wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes in panic, looking for a way to escape, but the cat stopped in front of him, bowed and blasted off its orange-white hair.

"Go away, little bastard!" The man poked the cat with a stick, but the cat jumped up and scratched his face fiercely.

Yan Lou was stunned, it was the first time he saw someone resisting this man, but the one who resisted him was a cat, a cat that was younger than him but very fierce.

This is also the only time someone stood in front of him to protect him.

The only time in his life.

But the protection was short-lived. No matter how fierce the cat was, it was no match for man. The man threw a stick at the cat, knocking it to the ground and unable to get up.

"Don't hit!" Yan Lou subconsciously wanted to stop him, but was pushed away by the man.

He fell to the ground, watching the man lift the cat's hind legs and smash it against the wall again and again, the blood was redder than the end of his eyes, and soaked into his eyes.

At the end of the memory is the bloody cat corpse thrown to his face by the man, the blood still had warmth.The man's hoarse curses and the beating that fell on him seemed to be separated by a layer of frosted glass, becoming blurred and hollow.

He doesn't seem to be able to see anything.