Lanshan Snow

The water dripping from the wet moss hit the surface of the pool, making a cold sound.

Pale deer heads, gloomy gods and Buddhas, altars covered with vines... The orange flame illuminates everything in the cave more and more deeply. The young wizard with tall brows and dark eyes, against the backdrop of mountains of skeletons around him, looks more and more like a strong and pure man. The sacrifice gave birth to a monster of foul gorefiend for itself.

The young master, who was trapped in the arms of the monster, almost chewed up his bones and swallowed them, but he was still full of trust.

He was completely bewitched by despicable means to the point where he lost his sanity at all.

Even if it is really built into a nest of flesh and blood, it will only sob and give birth to one dirty monster after another for its monster lover in the dark.

"Do you want it?" He was in a daze, and when he was touched by the hand, he believed it was true.

I was a little scared, but still whispered: "If you want...you will be born."

The force of clasping the fingers suddenly increased, and the flame flickered, causing the black shadow on the grotto wall to sway violently.The young man whimpered, raised his head abruptly, and pressed his cheeks against the punisher weakly. The overflowing tears wet his thick eyelashes again, and his delicate face was full of tear stains.

"No."

what……

Qiu Bodeng struggled to hear what he said clearly.

But my thoughts and vision are all scattered and chaotic, I can't stand it, I feel wronged.Sniffing, wanting to accuse her lover, but never had a chance to speak.

His face was raised, revealing beautiful and fragile lines, and he bit down hard.

The cold and sharp tips of the teeth were like the knives of a wild beast, locked on the transverse bone, making him unable to utter a half-complete sentence except for vague sobs.

The cloaks piled aside were pushed straight to the edge.

Jingle.The bronze, gold, and silver totems all over the place collided together, making a series of crisp sounds, dragging down, and falling to the ground, shaking up a cloud of smoke and dust.

The flames were swept up into the air by the airflow.

The heat wave distorts the colors into an abstract original mural... The black and smooth altar stands in the dark red firelight, the thick green turquoise and blood-red agate hit the stone surface, and the black hair is on the plain white jade Drifting away, like a river flowing and changing in the snow...

The fire wave blurred the eyebrows and eyes of Thule wizard.

The wizard leaned against Arlan's ear and kissed heavily.

If he is really a monster, he is definitely an outlier among monsters.

——that kind of extremely twisted monster.

If there is really some demon conceived in its organ of Allan, it is absolutely jealous and must use the dirtiest means to completely destroy that demon—its greed is endless, and its possessive desire is already distorted and deformed: The warm and soft Arlan can only be its only nest of flesh and blood.

Can not tolerate other monsters infestation.

In the swaying dark red flames, a white hand stretched out from the darkness with difficulty, grasping the gap between the stones of the altar, the fingertips were white, but the metacarpal mound revealed a layer of smoky red... as if trying to escape— —The innocent sacrifice finally realized how dangerous it is to provoke monsters.

But it was too late, too late.

The other hand came over, and one by one the boy separated the fingers of the crack in the stone, and pressed them into his phalanges.

——The pure sacrifice was dragged into the darkness by the monster.

It never ends.

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The hot mist is diffuse and dense on the surface of the hot spring.

A torch is inserted in the crevice of the stone beside the hot spring, and the water droplets refract the light of the fire, making it crystal clear.A few vines with red fruits fluttered down from the top of the rock cave, hanging on the water, swaying.The untied coral beads and turquoise fell one by one into a small concave stone sheet by the spring, half soaked and half soaked by the spring water.

The young master was drowsy and let Wizard Thule hold him.

The tear stains on his face have been washed away, two rows of thick and dense eyelashes are wet covering the remaining red cheeks, but the thin eyelids, cheeks, lips... are all red, full of redness. pitiful meaning.Maybe it was because he was bullied too much, and he still vaguely called his own Hu Gecuo twice in his sleep.

There is still a bit of grievance in the eyebrows and eyes, but the voice is hoarse and sweet, with an indescribable dependence.

"...Alo."

"Ah."

Wizard Thule leaned on the stone by the hot spring, combing the loose black hair of the delicate Arlan.Thick and flexible black hair flowed out from between his fingers, undulating with the spring water.After combing, he picked up Arlan who was nestled in his arms and turned his back to him.

Suddenly, I vaguely heard the lover's response.

Qiu Bodeng felt relieved, and buried himself in the arms of Wizard Tule again.

He was exhausted to the extreme, but he would not be able to really fall asleep for a while, and he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry.After drying his hair, Wizard Thule took a soft and warm fine wool blanket, wrapped him up, picked him up, walked through the green vine curtain, and returned to the altar in the grotto.Along the way, the footsteps of all kinds of desolate beasts sounded in the darkness.

The grotto altar has changed.

Crimson, crystal blue, lapis lazuli, emerald green... Crystal stones of all kinds of brilliance were transported from every corner of the cave and piled up around the dark cold pool.Under the halo of colorful crystals, the ancient primitive gods are no longer ferocious, just like the gods in Zanka murals, mysterious and solemn.

The animal bones around the altar were cleaned away.

The blue-gray stone platform floating in the center of the cold pool is covered with thick snow-white animal skins.On the altar in the middle, the vines on the edge of the altar are coiled upwards, weaving into a delicate bird's nest-like bed vine.Emerald green stalks hung down in a verdant curtain, shutting out the light of bright torches and gems.

Even the pale deer head, with giant horns like a grove, is twined with silver vines, blooming gorgeous flowers.

If the grotto at the beginning was a gloomy and terrifying monster cave, then the grotto now looks like an exquisite nest.

—is what the monster carefully hides its brittle chaste bride.

Thule wizard walked to the nest bed woven by green roses.

The bed curtain rolled up to both sides automatically, and two dark gold lizards popped out their long tails, which acted as hooks and hooked on the rattan.Inside, a luminescent stone is covered by a cover made of dark brown thin strips, and the light is soft.The nest bed was fluffy and warm with the shed feathers of some wild animal.

Wizard Thule put down the Qiu Bo Lamp.

The blue silk spread out like a cicada's wings, revealing only a small face that was still red with tears.

Wizard Thule stretched out his hand to tuck the quilt for him, but he didn't lie down.

Just sitting next to it, pressing one hand on the side of the fluffy and soft pillow, watching the veins of the rattan.

The fluorescent stone was dim, and his face was half hidden in the shadows.

Rather than being Thule's chief witch, he might as well be a monster living in a cave—after leaving the secret cave, he gradually learned to disguise himself as a person.But the monster is still deep inside.

Day after day, dragging the bloody prey, crossing the bitingly cold pool water, cold and silent.

He could actually tidy up the grotto from the very beginning.

But out of some distorted thoughts, he put Arlan on the altar while the surrounding environment remained barbaric, cold, and terrifying.

He wanted Alan to accept him basely and greedily.

——He who lives in the dark and looks like a monster; this he who is accompanied by animal bones, skeletons, and bloody food.This is his 16 years in the past, the powerful and mysterious Thule First Witch can win Arlan's dependence and love... the lonely monster boy also wants it.

If time goes back a few years.

The Thule wizard never imagined that one day, there would be someone willing to follow him to this dark and terrifying underground cave—even the Thule people who are used to savage fighting are full of fear of the cave... But Dongzhou is luxurious and beautiful The young master who was spoiled and spoiled in the middle school, Arlan, who is as white as jade, really came with him.

Not only did he come, but he was also willing to let him use his own flesh and blood as his nest.

For a moment, the Thule wizard really wanted to swallow his Arran directly into his belly—how dare he indulge a monster like this?

It can no longer bear the slightest possibility of being separated from him, and it becomes obsessed with his warmth and enthusiasm until it dies.

Under the soft fluorescent light, Qiu Bodeng suddenly frowned.

Wizard Thule's eyes moved from the ivy to his face.

I don't know what was dreamed in the dream, Qiu Bodeng curled up habitually, with his thin fingers tucked into his cheeks.Wizard Thule lifted the quilt, lay down on his side, and stretched out his hand towards him. After he got into the quilt, the young master instinctively came over.After moving around, I found a comfortable position.

Thule wizard kissed his forehead.

Qiu Bodeng's face sank into the pillow, and he repeated subconsciously: "It's just A Luo's...no birth..."

...It can only be a sacrifice for him alone, a nest of flesh and blood for one person.Apparently, in his sleep, the young master also remembered what Wizard Thule had asked him to remember.

Such a good boy, but Wizard Tule pinched his cheek and accused him in a low voice:

"Not good."

Being bullied so hard, in the end, he still only calls him one after another... I don't know how to protect myself, I don't know how to make him normal, I only know how to pamper him, let him go, let him be more extreme than the last moment, The next moment is more twisted than this one.

Not well behaved.

The young master who was accused could no longer hear what he said, but just felt the familiar breath, so he habitually pressed his cheek to him.

... I really didn't learn well.thought the Thule wizard.

Take people into your arms.

Qiu Bodeng fell asleep in his breath, and there was only an endless snow in his dream.

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"I feel that Sister He is going to die of anger..."

After waking up, Qiu Bodeng was lying on the bedside of the nest woven with vines, playing with the feathers in the pillow while looking at the new painted murals carved by his family Hu Gecuo on the stone wall.

What should be the natural shaman who opened the secret cave must leave a new tradition to the latecomers.The narrative paintings painted with gold powder lacquer are not complicated by Tule wizard - it is estimated that in his eyes, many things are not worth recording, let alone boasting.

A few strokes are shining brightly.

It's pretty nice.

The young master made an evaluation.

And completely out of selfishness, I think it looks better than the masterpieces of scholars and literati in Dongzhou.

Looking at it, Qiu Bodeng suddenly almost pulled out half of the pillow's feathers: "Hey! You engrave, engrave..." What do I do!

The Thule wizard stood in the shadow of the grotto, looking sideways at him.

The silver-gray pupils were still clear even after a long distance.

"... just right now."

Qiu Bodeng's ears turned red, he didn't dare to look any more for no reason, hugged the pillow, turned over and buried himself in the feather quilt.

... I don't know if the next natural shaman who enters the secret cave will be confused when he sees that the last one is a Central Plains person.Whether this counts in the next ten thousand years, someone will know... Wait, he knows it, he won't paint what shouldn't be drawn, right?

Qiu Bodeng's face was hot and he was thinking wildly, when he heard the sound of the bed curtain being lifted.

Wizard Thule leaned forward.

Pull away the pillow that has been ravaged so badly, and rescue Allan who almost smothered himself to death.Qiu Bodeng hesitated for a moment, but he was still a semi-cripple who stretched out his hand, made clothes, stretched out his hand and opened his mouth.

Of course, he thought without any shame, after all, someone did something good.

After being carried out of the nest, Qiu Bodeng wanted to take a look at what the Tule wizard had engraved, but he was embarrassed, so he pretended to be careless and casually looked at this greatly transformed grotto altar.

With a glance, one can see some doubts.

"These," Qiu Bodeng hesitantly looked at the overlapping layers of animal skins used as a carpet, "are they all desolate beasts?"

—— According to the rumors, the most bloodthirsty and violent beast in Jiyuan...?

The author has something to say: I adjusted my schedule with difficulty_(:з」∠)_

Jiaojiao, because she was too obedient and too delicate, she was bullied miserably.

Arlo: The most boastful thing in my life is to snatch Allan back.