Chapter 206: Gao Weier's Fall (Part 9)

Old Ethan struggled to climb out of the snow pit.

He had just been shot in the thigh, and now the blood was flowing out uncontrollably. The momentum of the gushing was far more violent than when he was shot in his youth. Even pressing ice and snow on it could not stop the momentum of the blood flow.

But Old Ethan seemed to feel no pain, but felt that his heart was beating even more violently, and his heart could not stop being excited.

He felt that he had regained the feeling of fighting passionately in his youth.

While his mood was surging and excited, he also retained a trace of calmness. His body was unprecedented, as if all the energy and future power that had been dormant for more than ten years had burst out at this moment... His life seemed to be burning violently!

As soon as Old Ethan stuck his head out, he saw another strong burst of fire, and the accumulated snow was rippling like waves with the shock wave of the explosion, and the snow dust was flying like rolling up white mist.

The next second, a thin, charred figure that looked like a dead wood or a mummy slowly walked out of the diffuse snow dust, just like charcoal just taken out of the fire, with hot flames still remaining on the surface.

Although the opponent's clothes, skin and hair were all unrecognizable under the impact of the explosion and the licking of the flames, old Ethan could still recognize at a glance that this was the butler of the Mikalis family-Farris through the general outline of the body and the familiar style of the tattered clothes.

He continued to look up and saw Farris slowly approaching the stunned and surprised burly foreigner.

Every step of the opponent was particularly heavy, splashing snowflakes, and the foreigner was also very strange that he did not shoot at the first time, but was stunned for two seconds before waking up from a dream and firing three shots in a row.

But the aim was so crooked... Even old Ethan couldn't bear to look at it. Aiming at such a slow target at such a close distance could be so crooked. How did this foreigner hit me from a distance just now?

Or was this stranger also trapped in some kind of hallucination, from the hallucination created by Faris?

Even at this time, old Ethan still did not find any traces of his consciousness and thinking being adjusted. He still stubbornly believed that he was inspired by his wife's ghost, broke the shackles of his thinking, and was able to see the truth.

Then he looked at the burly stranger crying and laughing wildly, like a madman, without resistance, allowing Faris to easily peel off his skull and become a crying and laughing ornamental plate, allowing the other party to enjoy the fat lipids and tough connectives.

This bloody and cruel scene moved old Ethan, who thought he was knowledgeable, and he once again confirmed his inner thoughts-as his wife said, the Mikalis family is the real monster!

Then he witnessed with his own eyes how Faris's dry and gaunt body gradually became plump and moisturized during the eating process, and his muscles like a withered old tree gradually expanded, and the charred dead skin fell off piece by piece, revealing the new pink skin underneath.

It was just that due to the uneven injuries, Faris's face gradually became rosy and healthy, like he had recovered from middle age, while his skin exposed between his torn clothes was pink and white, which looked particularly deformed and abrupt, as if it was a patch sewn on the skin later.

Old Ethan did not abruptly interrupt the other party's "eating" process, but waited silently.

Until the main ingredients of the burly and strong meat had been swallowed by Faris, the hotel housekeeper kicked away the food residue kneeling on his knees in front of him after eating it all.

Old Ethan then climbed out of the snow pit tremblingly, pretending to stagger like a person with a gunshot wound and inconvenient movement, and limped over.

"Mr. Faris! Mr. Faris! Why are you here? Is Mr. Michaelis okay?!"

After he gradually approached, he first looked at Faris, who had regained his youth, with a look of doubt, and then looked at the Gowell Hotel, which was on fire in many places, with a worried look, as if he was worried about Mr. Michaelis, who had been guarding the town of Ilkesmouth for many years.

Faris looked at Ethan, an old town resident he had known for many years. He had already discovered through his heart perception that the other party had just hidden nearby.

At this time, he just glanced casually and immediately noticed the undisguised mottled and chaotic power in the other party's body.

"The excitement of the heart, the temptation of the cup, the struggle of the blade, and a trace of the control of the mind by the lamp..."

"Old Ethan...you have actually been corrupted by the outsider."

Faris's inner monologue was not a question sentence, but a definite sentence.

Using various influences to interfere with the cognition and memory of mortals in order to achieve the purpose of controlling the mind...this method was often used when he was young.

As long as Faris is willing to help, he can easily expel these influences for Old Ethan...

"But why bother?"

"Since the young master has inevitably awakened, this town has lost its value to continue to exist."

"Even if it is the master, I think there is no way to continue to suppress the young master's nature."

"Then... it's time to harvest these crops."

Faris wiped off the blood stains left at the corners of his mouth.

It has been a long time since he tasted such high-quality delicacies. Because of the surging power of the heart, the dry flesh and blood regained youthful vitality.

Even the cup phase, which had been silent for too long and was almost degenerated, began to spew out rich juice again. The sticky and gelatinous cup power moisturized the flesh and blood, and also awakened his long-suppressed cup desire again.

Chibei teaches us that our hobbies are all kinds of strange.

Faris only likes to cook delicious food.

Long before the Night Service was established, the order in Great Britain was still chaotic, and the esoteric cultists who followed Si Chen could unscrupulously practice the principles in their hearts.

As long as the aristocracy is not involved and the stability of the rule is not undermined, the esoteric cultists can almost do whatever they want, spreading desire, fear and death wantonly.

At that time, the business of the Gowell Hotel was extremely booming. Among the guests, there were scholars of invisible arts who came to see the Michaelis family's collection of books, and some who came to enjoy the food for Farris's good cooking skills. .

Special Onion Soup - Sourced from a mother who gave/was forced to give selflessly.

The flesh and blood of the unripe August embryo contains the most primitive flavor. The soup made with this ingredient is the most delicious, coupled with the sweet breast milk cream, the scarlet onion that absorbs the nutrients of the corpse is cut into shreds and sprinkled... …The soup is rich in taste, and the onion shreds melt in your mouth, enough to swallow three pillow-sized pieces of bread with the soup.

Special couple's lung slices - inspired by a broken ancient oriental recipe that Faris accidentally obtained, which records the most primitive way of cooking food.

The ingredients are carefully selected from the loving couple, and the chef must be there when they are enjoying the cup of joy, when they are immersed in the pleasure of the cup and unable to extricate themselves.

Wielding a sharp blade, he quickly peeled open the belly and cut off the lungs as thin as cicada wings before the devotee could react - when the lungs fell into the plate, they were even following the last neurological command received, slowly and slowly. Slowly expanding and contracting, like a butterfly of flesh and blood struggling to flap its wings.

The devotee does not even have time to notice the tearing pain. At most, he will only feel a slight difficulty in breathing, and then continue to be overwhelmed by the pleasure of the cup.

Such fresh raw pork belly slices don’t even need to be cooked. You only need to pour a spoonful of Nv Cup Ren’s Menstrual Water when it is served to the guests. The power of the cup phase will nourish the lung slices for a long time. The vivid twisting posture will dance eagerly even when it enters the mouth of the diner. Every time you chew, you can feel the slight pain of the lung slices resisting the slap of the teeth.

The slight pain can stimulate the taste buds to wake up... This raw meat dish pursues the freshest ingredients, which is enough to bring the ultimate taste bud experience of pain and joy to diners.

There are also Mingmu Qingxin Soup, plump fried liver... These are Farris's specialty dishes, and they were also the delicacies that diners in the hidden world flocked to in those days.

"What a pity...Since the establishment of the night service bureau, we can no longer collect ingredients wantonly."

Faris couldn't help but sigh slightly when he thought about it, thinking that he would inevitably like to cherish the past like an ordinary old man.

He suddenly lost his patience in teasing old Ethan and said bluntly: "If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Old Ethan also immediately noticed the impatience in the other person's tone, but he still groveled like an obedient sheep and smiled flatteringly:

"Hehe, I really can't hide it from you, Mr. Faris. In fact, there are many foreign cultists in the town now who are causing mischief... I hope you can lend a helping hand and help expel those foreigners... I will definitely remember you from generation to generation. "

This seemingly sincere begging had another explanation in Farris's ears, because he could feel Old Ethan's heartbeat suddenly beating between his words.

Although he has never received systematic scientific knowledge study, so many years of practical experience let him know that when most mortals are lying, nervous and fearful, their heart rate will accelerate in an instant, just like old Ethan's just now Heart rate changes.

Even though he knew that the old Ethan in front of him might have other thoughts, Faris still happily agreed to go with him - the moth in his skull that had been stable for too long was screaming crazily in his head - hurry up quick! Come on let's have some fun! We have been so idle for so many years that it is almost rusting and moldy! ! !

Faris has absolute confidence in his own strength. He believes that even if there are five second-level secret cultists of Heart, Cup, Moth, Blade and Lamp hidden in the town, he is confident that he can break through the blockade and use his accumulated combat experience to break through the blockade. All the ingredients that come to your door are cut and stuffed into the cold storage.

However, after he followed Old Ethan forward for dozens of yards, he immediately sensed multiple frantic heartbeats of the hidden figure in the area ahead through his heart perception.

Those are all residents of Ilkesmouth Town, mortals who once harbored anger and hatred towards foreign mystics... But now it seems that the target of that hatred has been transferred to our Michaelis family.

Farris licked his new white teeth and sneered in his heart:

"Just in time to order some appetizers for appetizers."