(Today's one is a little late.,I'm really sorry.,Today because of the various car transfers on the home, so it's very late to use the computer.,Just go home and send this chapter out to everyone.。 ）

It had been a long time since the staff had taken care of the disappearance of soldiers in the barracks, partly because the cave he had previously regarded as a clue could no longer be sent to the cave, and partly because the entire barracks was now full of rumors that he was closely related to the disappearance.

The secret investigation could not be carried out, and it was really difficult for the Ming Department to interfere in the matter again, so after the lord of the castle returned to the camp, he put the matter down.

Although he knew that the disappearance of soldiers continued to happen every day, he still did not care about it anymore.

He can't manage it, and he subconsciously doesn't want to do it.

It wasn't until Ade's disappearance this morning that he realized that the situation had reached such a grim point.

The staff stared at their messy desk with wide eyes, and one fell into a long silence.

Without speaking or making any movements, he stood silently at his desk.

If it weren't for a summons soldier who came to inform the lord that he wanted to see him, he would have stood quietly like this all day.

"Your Excellency, Lord of the Castle, please come over." The soldier walked into the tent and saluted him respectfully, and said respectfully.

The staff noticed that their hearts were pounding when they heard this.

He nodded and said to the arraigned soldier, "I see. ”

When the soldiers heard this, they retreated, and only one staff member was left in the tent.

There was a black umbrella by the door of the tent, and he was about to pick it up and go to the castle lord's tent.

But at this moment, he seemed to remember something, and he put down the umbrella.

He searched in his tent and pulled out an oil-paper umbrella.

After finding the oil-paper umbrella, the staff opened the umbrella, and found that the umbrella cloth was still as worn as before, and sewn with many patches of different sizes.

After seeing this umbrella, countless memories came flooding back from the depths of his memory.

What are you afraid of?

He remembered the beating of his heart before, and such a thought came to his mind.

The staff thought for a while, and finally took another thing and walked out of their tent.

……

The staff entered the castle lord's tent and found that the castle lord seemed to have been waiting in the tent for a long time.

A pot of soup was boiling in the center of the tent, and a large cauldron was propped up by wooden sticks, and a flame was burning under the pot. The soup seemed to be about to boil, and countless bubbles kept rushing from the bottom to the top of the soup, and white gas slowly rose from the soup, and the soup boiled violently in the pot.

I don't know what is boiling in the soup, and the boiling soup noodles continue to exude bursts of fragrance.

After smelling the scent, the tip of the staff's nose moved, but he frowned.

Because he felt that there was more to this smell than just the fragrance...... There seems to be a faint smell of blood mixed with it.

"You're here?" The city lord sat cross-legged in front of the fire, his eyes lit up after seeing the staff, and he hurriedly beckoned to the other party, "Come and sit, come and sit!" The soup is about to be ready! ”

At this moment, the lord of the castle is like a gluttonous child, and he is excited that the delicious food he has made is about to be baked.

But the staff was a little dissatisfied with the city lord's behavior at the moment, he put away the shabby oil-paper umbrella, and looked at the city lord sitting in front of the fire seriously: "You are now the lord of a city, you must pay attention to your image in every word and deed, how can you be like a child like now." ”

"Got it, got it." The city lord nodded again and again after hearing this, but looking at his nonchalant expression, he knew that he definitely didn't really take this matter to heart.

"Also," the city lord's disregard for his words annoyed the staff, who felt that they had lost face, and continued to provoke, "What's the point of making a fire and boiling soup in your own tent?" If the soldiers see it, what kind of system will it become? ”

"If they see it, let them eat it." The lord shrugged his shoulders, as if thinking he had made a helpless answer.

"How can you be so reasonable!? You're just going to make the soldiers think you're acting ridiculously! The staff couldn't help but be angry.

"Oh, how can the soldiers think like you......" The city lord waved his hand, signaling that the matter was over.

But the staff obviously had no such intention: "Then you have to think about it, although you have always been a kind of people-friendly image in front of the soldiers, it is not good to act too unruly......"

Just as the staff was about to continue to speak, the city lord suddenly opened his bronze bell-like eyes, and his face showed excitement.

He interrupted the staff without hesitation: "Hurry up, hurry up! Boil, boil, boil! ”

The staff was stunned, but they didn't know how to deal with the other party's move, and they were speechless for a while.

The lord of the castle also took out two bowls and a spoon out of nowhere, and he used the spoon to fill the boiling soup from the pot, and quickly scooped up the two small soup bowls.

He handed one of the bowls to the staff member: "Drink it while it's hot, a bowl of hot soup on a rainy day is the best way to keep out the cold." ”

The soup is so full that it doesn't stop boiling, so it looks as if the soup in the bowl could overflow at any moment.

But the hand of the city presiding over the bowl was very steady, and until the bowl had been handed to the staff, the bowl of soup did not spill a bit.

The staff didn't want to take the bowl of soup, but they couldn't resist the city lord who forced the bowl into his hand.

The soup was warm, and although it had left the pot, it was still bubbling hot, and the staff knew that the temperature of the soup that had just come out of the pot must be extremely high, and perhaps it would take a breath to transmit the extremely hot touch to their hands.

The staff who didn't want to be burned hurriedly sat down and put the soup bowl in their hands on the ground.

But even though it was only for a moment, he still felt the warm taste wrapped in this bowl of soup.

The chill that had accumulated in his body for a long time seemed to be dispelled away by this small bowl of soup.

The staff who had always wanted to make tea to keep out the cold but had never actually done it suddenly felt an unprecedented warmth, and he tentatively stretched out his hands, wanting to hug all the full bowl of warmth into his palms.

A gust of wind blew the curtain of the tent, and the staff felt a little cold, and subconsciously sat down close to the fire, and the hand that reached out to the soup bowl was closer.

Although he was walking outside with an umbrella, the rain still avoided the umbrella cloth and hit him, and the violently burning fire quickly dried the water stains on his body.

The little mud on his trouser leg had dried and hardened under the roasting, and gradually fell off his trouser leg.

The staff and the lord sat face to face in front of the fire, each with a bowl of hot soup in front of them, neither of them spoke, and the crackling of wood in the fire became the clearest sound at this moment.

This feeling was really comfortable, but the staff did not remain immersed in it, and after only a while, he frowned and asked the city lord, "What are you calling me here for?" ”

The staff did not forget that just twenty days ago, the lord of the city had had a fierce quarrel with him.

Although he refuted the other party that time, his staff knew it very well......

It's not over yet.

However, the city lord didn't seem to think too much, and after hearing the staff's question, he first took a sip of the soup, and then said casually: "You invited me to a cup of tea some time ago, and I will invite you to a bowl of soup today, which is fair." ”

The staff was stunned and said, "You couldn't say such a reasonable thing before. ”

"Haha, huh?" The castle lord smiled, "But people always change ......"

"We used to be just two boys from the slums, but now, we are the lord and staff of Belial."

The staff shuddered when they heard this, but did not speak again.

"Do you remember the past?" The city lord suddenly asked his staff.

When the staff heard this, they subconsciously looked at the old oil-paper umbrella beside him, and the city lord also saw the umbrella according to his gaze.

The city lord behind seeing this umbrella couldn't help but laugh again: "It's the same...... How can we forget the past? ”

"Hey, do you know what I want to do the most?" The city lord asked his staff.

“…… What are you referring to? The staff was a little confused.

The city lord looked at him seriously and said slowly, "Since a long, long time ago, I have decided that I must change this world. ”

The answer of "......" was obviously beyond the expectations of the staff, and he was speechless for a long time before opening in a deep voice, "I thought you had forgotten about it a long time ago." ”

"No, I haven't forgotten," the city lord shook his head and denied the other party's thoughts, "I never forgot." ”

The staff suddenly realized that the person in front of him had never changed for so many years, and he had always been exactly the same as he remembered.

But then he fell into even greater doubts-

So why if it hasn't changed......

The staff did not dare to continue thinking about it, and wanted to forcibly interrupt their train of thought.

But it was too hard to do, so he had to rely on other things to distract himself.

Noticing that he still had a bowl of hot soup in front of him, he picked up the bowl and poured the much cooler soup into his mouth.

The hot soup has a gentle warmth in the mouth, and although the temperature is not as high as before, it retains the necessary heat while throwing away the aggressiveness of the hot one.

As the soup was sipped, a burst of aroma emanated from the bowl.

But the scent only lasted for a short time......

Then, a disgusting smell of blood poured up his throat without warning!

The smell of blood itself was definitely not heavy, because the staff didn't even notice the presence of the hot soup before it was eaten, and it was completely masked by the aroma.

The staff themselves were not squeamish people, and they didn't smell blood, so it stands to reason that the smell wasn't enough to cause him to react to anything.

But when a fishy smell burst out inexplicably, the staff still felt a wave of nausea inexplicably!

He spit out the soup that was already in his mouth with a big "wow", and he couldn't help but lie on the ground and keep retching.

After noticing his performance, the city lord on the side didn't seem surprised at all, still holding the soup bowl and sipping the soup in the bowl one by one.

The staff retched for a long time before they raised their heads with difficulty and looked at the city lord with an ugly face: "This soup ...... What's boiling in there!? ”

"Meat." The city lord glanced at him and replied unusually succinctly.

"What meat?" At this moment, a terrifying feeling suddenly arose in the hearts of the staff.

The city lord looked at him and did not speak.

Obviously, the other party didn't say anything, but the staff remembered a lot of things at this moment.

Thinking of the other party being able to drink the soup with an obvious bloody smell as usual, the staff felt that the terrifying feeling in their hearts lingered more and more.