Turning his head to look at the juniors who had just gotten up and their lips were bloodless, Ma Shuo nodded and said, "Where's dinner?"

Liu Lin smiled: "Don't worry about it, there is no shortage of delicious food in the mountains!

Ma Shuo pursed his lips and said suspiciously: "The baron is still at home, are you sure that he can live in the habit?"

Ma Shuo has not talked about the bed in the past two years, and his ancestors have blessed him with a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Now the family is a baron, a real nobleman who has been pampered since childhood.

Liu Lin rolled his eyes and thought about it: "Don't worry, if he can't get used to sleeping, you can say that sleeping on the board bed is good for the waist." ”

Then, he showed a slightly obscene smile: "Man, it's okay to have a bad waist!"

Ma Shuo grinned, not understanding what Liu Lin meant by this sentence at all. Just look at the wrinkled face, as if it was a joke.

Ding San and the three of them understood, and each of them covered their mouths and snickered.

Seeing this, Ma Shuo rolled his eyes and turned to leave, only a slightly helpless sentence echoed in the air: "Got it!"

Before I even entered the house, I smelled the mouth-watering smell of meat in the air. Although the craftsmanship may not be as good as Liu Lin, this person can also be regarded as a good player.

"Barbecue!"

Just smelling the smell, it's almost out of Ma Shuo's gluttony. The moment I opened the door, a strong fragrance came to my nose.

"Lord Baron?"

The stove that used to be in the kitchen was moved to the yard, and a barbecue grill was simply built with twigs and tongs.

With the sound of fat dripping on the coals, a richer aroma of meat permeated the entire courtyard.

When the two saw Ma Shuo come back, Baron Rowan smiled and nodded. Wood carefully controlled the heat and beckoned, "Come on, you will be ready to eat soon!"

Walked up to him and sat down, glanced at the deerskin in the basin next to him, the puncture hole the thickness of the thumb in the neck was a fatal injury, right?

"What is this?" Ma Shuo was about to ask, but Wood grabbed the water bag on the stone table next to him and interrupted: "Reindeer, the trophy of Lord Baron!

After speaking, he flicked off the water bag plug with his thumb, and drank a few big sips of "dong dong dong", and the smell of ale gradually dispersed. Ma Shuo, who had never been exposed to this taste, couldn't help but sneeze.

Seeing this, Rowan smiled slightly: "Wood caught a lot of fish in the kitchen, and it has been processed." Eat venison today, and keep the fish!"

After speaking, he also glanced at Ma Shuo deeply.

Ma Shuo hurriedly got up and bowed to Rowan and Wood. A nobleman and a royal guard are now hunting and barbecue and waiting for them to eat.

"Lord Baron, my master, they stayed on the mountain tonight, and they may not come back until tomorrow!"

Rowan was a little surprised, and even had a little embarrassment on his face. But Wood smiled and took over: "It's okay tomorrow, let's eat first." Tomorrow I will have an assorted broth with the fish, which I learned from the Snow Fox chef!"

When Rowan heard the word Snow Fox, he gradually ignored the embarrassment of being forced to be cold for the first time.

Then, Wood grabbed the water bag and reversed it, pouring it evenly over the roast. While the wine soaked into the cracks of the shredded meat, it also continued to drip on the charcoal.

In an instant, the wine was steaming and the water vapor was filled. There was a bit of fatty meat just now, but it suddenly brought the refreshing taste of wheat.

He took the ribs from Wood, and the mouth was charred and tender, fat but not greasy, and fragrant on the lips and teeth! But there was no pungent taste of ale, but the smell of venison was completely neutralized.

Not only him, but even Rowan was surprised when he took a bite. The two looked at Wood, who was still busy, with a hint of curiosity in their eyes.

Wood noticed that the two of them looked up, and their slightly stubble faces were flushed in the firelight. I had to drink a few big sips of ale wine again to hide the nervousness in my heart!

This barbecue feast without a hint of greasy taste at all made the three people, including Ma Shuo, enjoy it. Even the baron, who drank only a variety of top wines, couldn't help but take ale as his new hobby.

It wasn't over until the two adults drank until they were slightly drunk and the hundred-pound reindeer ate less than half. The baron had already gone back to his room to rest drunkenly, and Marsh helped Wood clean up the yard.

It wasn't until he sent Wood to the neighbor's house across the street to rest that Marsh was able to return to his room.

Take a deep breath and gently push open the door to the master bedroom.

Even if he doesn't find information for An Ruihong, he himself has to know more about getting lost!

If Wuthering Strait really does have a lost one. Then what Zhao Meiping said is likely to be true.

She'll come back to her, but I don't know when.

Thankfully, she didn't know where she lived, and Ma Shuo spent more time in the canyon than in the village.

The other party has been in the shadows, but Ma Shuo is not completely in the light. He only needs to pay attention to one thing now: get more information about the other person while trying to hide himself as much as possible.

Peekaboo.

It's a game of death where the winner may not be safe right away, but the loser will definitely die!

The baron's soothing snoring was on the side, and Marsh fumbled carefully in the dark.

He was incredibly familiar with everything in this bedroom, plus months of masochistic techniques. Now you just need to keep yourself calm, and as for whether there is any information at all, we will talk about it later.

The next moment, he touched the package!

Gently opened, in addition to some clothes and gold coins, there were two things that resembled books.

Is it a profile?

Go out and find a place with light to see!

Get out of the bedroom, close the door, and light the fuel lamp.

Album diary?

When I opened the album, most of the designs of various jewelry and jewelry were drawn with one stroke, and each line was full of beauty.

Turning to the last two pages, Ma Shuo finally frowned.

I saw a humanoid creature with a withered face and a skinny face, vividly presented in front of me. At the bottom are not human feet, but a basin-sized beetle like Zhao Meiping at the last moment.

In the upper right corner is a line of small letters: True form before death, weak as an ordinary person.

Looking at the corpse-like appearance in the painting, Ma Shuo frowned, is there such a big difference in appearance?

Turn another page, and it's the last one.

Suddenly, a delicate and lovely soft woman appeared on the album, showing all kinds of styles with a smile and a smile, and her figure was as graceful as a weak wind and a willow.

However, Ma Shuo is too young, and he only thinks that the woman is indeed beautiful, but it will not affect the calmness in his heart.

Two lines of small print in the upper right corner: "Lost Phantom, untouchable." The costume is random, the appearance and body are random. Similarities: both are young, beautiful, and sexy female images. ”

After reading the album, Ma Shuo immediately picked up the diary, hesitated for a moment, and chose to open it to take a look.

The diary belongs to everyone's privacy, strictly speaking, even the parents of the family have no right to read it, not to mention that the owner of the diary is a nobleman. Not to mention morality and privacy, once discovered by the baron, Ma Shuo may lose his head at any time!

In order to speed up the search, you have to look back from the last date.

And seeing the contents of the diary five days ago made Ma Shuo's heart ache suddenly.

"The first time I cooperated with Maple Leaf Country, the other party didn't have much resistance. Maybe it's because you have the same enemy for the time being!

Today, the "gods" prophesied that within half a month, three lost animals would appear in Wuthering Strait, the Great Hill of Ashes, and the eastern bay of Colorful City. So, Mr. Liu Lin and I, Archbishop Ram and Knight Petrov of the Maple Leaf Country... ”

"Maple Leaf Country, Archbishop, Ram!"

The hands holding the diary couldn't help but tremble slightly, Ma Shuo's eyes were full of hatred for a while, and he gritted his teeth and repeated in a low voice!