The taste of boiled venison is very light. Fortunately, the taste of venison itself is relatively delicious, not as greasy as other meats, and it is definitely not as good as the delicacies in big cities.
The deer blood is very dirty and has a strong fishy smell, but at least it is not hard to swallow, and it can fill the stomach very well. The meat tastes more delicate and soft, and the ingredients are very fresh. It should be like this The deer had just died not long ago.
"How long has your son... been in the city?" Cesare suddenly asked, looking at the cooked meat in his hand.
"It's been five or six days, why are you asking this?" the old woman asked cautiously.
"Just out of curiosity." Looking around, you can see traces of the two living together everywhere, two chairs, two sets of tableware, and two rooms. It seems that the mother-in-law's statement that she lives with her son is not a lie.
After eating, the old woman cleared out her son's room so that Cesare and Anya could rest for a while. After that, the old woman walked out of the house and didn't know where she went.
It can be clearly seen that this house is an additional extension. The structure of the wall tiles is obviously much more refined, and it is even painted with new tree paint. But other than that, the windows still leak air, and the beds are made of straw and blankets. combination.
It's just that the bed is thin and long. It seems that the guy who sleeps here all year round is a tall man and it can only accommodate one person sleeping on it. Fortunately, there are enough blankets in this house. Cesare's simple blanket was spread on the ground to ensure his sleep tonight.
I thought that as a young lady from a wealthy family, Anya would be somewhat uncomfortable in such a simple environment, but I didn't expect that this girl was still very energetic. She pinched her slim waist and repeatedly looked at the collection hung on the wall by the owner of the house.
Some not-so-perfectly taxidermied heads were hung on the walls, including deer heads, some bird heads, wolf heads... and dog heads?
Several handmade hunting bows were also hung next to these trophies. On the table below was a one-handed crossbow and an exquisite box full of arrows. It seemed that the people who lived here had superb hunting skills or not. , at least very passionate about it.
Seeing that Anya couldn't hold back her hands, Cesare naturally picked up the crossbow.
This is a one-handed crossbow with exquisite and beautiful design. It is not difficult to see that its owner takes great care of it. It is just big enough to be held with one hand. The arm of the crossbow is made of exquisite metal materials. It looks great in the sunlight. A deadly light shines below.
The body of the crossbow is wrapped in thick leather, and the handle is carved from fine wood. The pattern on it is very tasteful, and it can be sold for a good price even at an auction in a big city.
It is not difficult to see that Anya likes this crossbow very much. With Cesare's unique vision, she can also see that it is a good thing that can only be found but cannot be found. But in the end, it is still someone else's thing, and Cesare does not want to buy it for one Crossbows cause unnecessary trouble.
"Her son will be back tomorrow morning. If you don't want your cute little head to be hung on the wall, I suggest you put it back before you get carried away." Cesare said coldly.
"Do you usually talk like this to other girls?" Anya asked angrily, holding the crossbow.
Cesare nodded. "If they also care about other people's property without authorization, yes, I will always treat them equally."
"Oh, then I'll be more balanced." Anya pouted, and fiddled with the crossbow twice reluctantly. "And you are right. After all, the adventure has just begun. In comparison, the head is indeed more important."
After saying that, he had no choice but to put the hand crossbow back to its original place, and patted it twice reluctantly.
The waiting time was boring and long. After chatting with Anya for a while, he didn't know what to do. The anxiety about his sister's injury quickly came to mind again while he was doing nothing, painfully tormenting Cesare's every day. A nerve.
The old woman who had gone out did not come back yet. Cesare moved a chair and looked out the window, always keeping his nerves tight for fear that the seemingly kind-hearted old man might still be hiding some secrets.
From daylight to dusk, I stared at the abandoned town. There was no hustle and bustle of life, only deathly silence. Cesare saw a wild boar emerging from one end of the street and running into the forest. Other than that, there were only a variety of birds that often flew by in the sunset.
After a long time, Cesare also felt that the room was stuffy, so he simply opened the window and leaned half of his body out of the window to breathe in the fresh air to relieve his anxiety.
Inadvertently, Cesare saw a large crow flying towards him. Feeling a little strange at the same time, Cesare subconsciously raised his arm, as if he had a telepathic connection. The crow landed steadily on Cesare's little head. On the arm, there is actually some weight.
This is a raven with a body length of nearly half an arm. Its body is black and its feathers shine with purple-blue metallic luster. The feathers on its throat and chest are lanceolate, and its beak is thick, long and hard, which is more prominent. The characteristic is that this raven's eyes glow with a strange scarlet color, as if it has some strange disease, and it will make you feel uncomfortable if you look at it for a long time.
It’s not surprising to see crows nearby, but this is the first time for Cesare to see such a fearless person. The bird’s feathers are bright and bright, as if it has been taken care of frequently. It should be a raven that has been raised in captivity, but why? Will it be here? And why did you find yourself?
Cesare was staring at the raven on his arm in confusion. The raven suddenly opened its beak. It would have been fine if it was just a bird chirping, but the voice coming out of the beak was clearly a human voice. The bird shouted loudly. Crying - "Never again!"
Cesare was frightened and shook his head before he realized that this raven could learn to speak like a parrot. It was obviously trained, and it wasn't anything outrageous. It was just that in this deserted place, who could speak? How about training a raven?
This made Cesare curious, and he subconsciously wanted to see Anya's reaction after hearing the raven speak.
But when Cesare stabilized his arm and tried to bring the raven into the house, the raven suddenly flapped its wings and flew away from his arm as if frightened. At this time, Cesare also saw that Anya had just grown up. Time was boring, I lay on my side on the bed and fell asleep peacefully.
Thinking that it would be a good thing to let her rest more, he was not prepared to wake Anya up.
When he turned back to look out the window again, he saw the raven staying not far outside the house, staring in the direction of Cesare with its glowing red eyes, shouting loudly - "Never again!"
The scene in front of him was indescribably weird. Cesare saw the raven's fierce reaction as if it was telling him to get out. It sounded really ridiculous, and he wondered when his thinking had become like Anya's.
But after thinking about it, I decided to go out and have a look, so I leaned on the window sill and rolled out of the window, landing firmly in the outside world.
When the raven saw Cesare coming out, it cried out "Ah, ah!" twice, then flapped its wings and flew up in the low air, crossing the corner sideways.
Cesare became more and more convinced of his idea that the raven really seemed to be leading the way, so he looked around to make sure there was no suspicious person around and quickly followed him.
When we returned to the front of the house, it was no different from when we arrived during the day. Only the previously locked cellar had now opened two thick wooden doors. Inside, the stairs extending downwards could be seen clearly in the faint light, but at the end, The light inside completely lost, and nothing could be seen.
The raven stopped on the door frame of the cellar, watched Cesare follow, and then slid into the darkness of the cellar without hesitation.
Cesare stood in front of the dark cellar door and hesitated. Did he really want to follow a crow without knowing why? Also, would it be safer to go back and pick up the oil lamp?
When he was hesitating, there was a harsh sound of metal rubbing against the wall or the ground in the darkness. It sounded like someone was dragging the iron chains, making a weird clattering sound...
The light source might alert the snake, Cesare thought, today he wanted to see what secrets this kind-hearted mother-in-law hid.
Cesare slowed down his pace, hiding the sound of his footsteps as much as possible, and slowly walked into the cellar.
The steps are not very deep. After walking for a while, you can feel that you have stepped on flat ground, but at the same time, you seem to have stepped into some wet puddle. There are soft-touch objects piled up under your feet, and a strong smell of blood fills everything. Cesare's nasal cavity, for the sake of caution, Cesare no longer moved forward, but waited for his eyes to adapt to the environment in the darkness.
When the vision gradually became blurry, Cesare slowly squatted down, calmly trying to see clearly what was piled on the ground. There was a corpse lying at his feet. It was just the corpse of a deer, with flies surrounding the corpse. Flying carnival.
This poor animal seemed to have been frightened before it died. Its eyes almost collapsed and protruded outwards. Its mouth was wide open. The deer tongue inside seemed to have been pulled out by the roots and disappeared. Its belly was like It was dug open by the claws of some kind of beast, and the internal organs were spilled all over the floor, and they were wrapped around Cesare's boots in a disgusting way.
The blood had almost dried up. A sharp short ax stood on the deer's back, and several pieces of flesh and blood were dug out. The skin was peeled off on the ground on one side, and the meat was soaked in a bucket not far away. I thought The venison he just ate must now know its origin.
Cesare stepped on the deer's carcass, held the wooden handle of the hatchet with both hands and pulled it out with force. After playing around in his hands, it was considered a good advantage, and he could temporarily deal with the danger.
Because from the beginning, the sound of the iron chain kept ringing above his head, and those familiar black slimes came back from his memories like enemies in nightmares, dripping down on Cesare. hair, flowing down her cheeks.
Turning around suddenly and raising his head, Cesare raised his hatchet and slashed towards the ceiling. Although everything he saw was still pitch black, the familiar feeling was unmistakable. It was the monster he had encountered in Caliu. .
Although it was unclear whether it was the same one, there was an evil mycelium monster wrapped in iron chains above the dark head, staring at Cesare's body and drooling.
Broken hyphae were flying in the air, and Cesare felt like he had cut off something's finger. After trying hard to see clearly the existence in the darkness, he saw clearly the incredibly slender humanoid thing, the guy's waist. It was nearly two meters long, with short arms and short legs, entrenched on the ceiling like a lizard with a human head.
The iron chain wrapped around its torso made a clattering sound. It seemed that it was very unhappy when its prey retaliated. Mycelium was scattered in the roar, and it almost threw down its whole body, trying to catch it with its deformed forelimbs. Live Cesare's neck.
Just when Cesare wanted to escape, the leading raven suddenly flew out from the dark corner, rushed towards the monster's face and shouted loudly - "Never again! Never again!"
The huge monster was frightened by a bird and screamed wildly. Cesare saw that the thing was about to fall from the ceiling, but the hyphae on its limbs seemed to be extremely sticky, holding its half-hanging body in place. , the whole body quickly hung back up, twisted and crawled out of the open door of the cellar.
