"My house is very close to here, just around the corner, and you can enjoy a fragrant tea by the warm campfire, a delicious cake, and, perhaps, a little bit of Narnia's unique Black Thorn Root wine," said the half-sheep man enthusiastically. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" said as he shook the two wine bottles hanging from his arms.

"Good choice, Caroline. We should go and taste the food of another world. "Of course Roger wanted to stay here a little longer so that he could find a good place to hide his gun.

Thomas also wiped his face and said expectantly: "Come on, I don't have a chance to meet new people." ”

Caroline was moved, helped the half-sheep man pick up a relatively large package, and said, "Well, maybe it's not a big deal to stay with you for a while." As long as you have something to eat. ”

Thomas held up his umbrella and smiled, "Don't worry, I promise you'll love it." As he spoke, he made a guiding gesture.

Caroline happily walked in front, Roger followed with a rather heavy suitcase, and the half-sheep looked around vigilantly before leading Roger and the others home.

Halfway through, Roger was panting from exhaustion with his feet on knee-high snow and carrying a heavy suitcase.

Thomas pointed to Roger's box, "Don't mind if I ask what's in there." ”

Roger put the box in the snow and moved his sore arm: "It's nothing, just some small toys, the same thing I held in my hand when I first met you." ”

"It's a little black stick that makes a 'da-da' sound? Is that a musical instrument? It's so loud. ”

"Yes, it's a musical instrument, and there's a musical instrument called an RPG that has a louder sound. Roger opened his eyes and said nonsense.

"It's amazing... Do you need me to help you lift it?" the half-sheep man held out his hand in amazement.

Roger breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the box: "Thank you, Egg, this is exhausting me." ”

"I'm not an egg, please call me Thomas. ”

"Okay, rotten sheep. ”

"Please call me..."

"Okay, Sheep Sheep. ”

“......”

The distance was not far, but for not much to wear, the Roger sisters still felt the cold. A black wooden door is embedded in the gap between two mountain rocks, and the side of the door is recessed into a fairly flat stone wall, and some decorative patterns are carved out. It seems that our newfound friend from another world lives in a cave.

Roger looked at the building, and the half-sheep man looked back at him and smiled and said, "We're here, come in." So saying, he opened the door and motioned for Caroline and Roger to go inside, and he looked around vigilantly outside the room before coming.

As if he had arrived at his own house, Roger grinned to a soft chair by the fireplace, and said to Caroline, who was standing aside: "Don't be restrained, just like when you arrive at your own house, come, sit down first." ”

Caroline gave him a blank look and handed the item to Thomas. The half-sheep man entered the house and first hung his umbrella aside, and then his two hooves quickly stepped on the ground in order to shake off the snow sticking to his hair. He took the package handed by Caroline, smiled and thanked him, pointed at Roger and said, "Thank you, Caroline, go with your brother to the roasting fire, and I'll make you tea." As he spoke, he hung the only piece of clothing on his body: a scarf on the wall.

Roger sat and looked at the room, the stone house was not large, it was divided into two rooms by a wall, one was the living room and the other seemed to be the kitchen, and the handrail of the stairs also indicated that there was a second floor. The bookshelf by the fireplace in the living room is filled with all kinds of books, and the small table under the bookshelf is a few small picture frames.

Roger looked around and whispered: "There is no air conditioning, no heating, no electrical appliances, oil lamps are lit, and the life of the egg sheep is so hard." ”

Caroline flicked at Roger: "Shut up, you seem to be rich." ”

Roger opened his mouth and sneezed loudly: "Ah Qiu! ”

The half-sheep man poked his head out of the kitchen when he heard a sneeze: "Wait a minute, the hot tea will be ready soon, this damn cold winter has never passed." ”

Caroline reassured: "Winter is not so annoying, you can skate, have snowball fights or something... And there's Christmas. ”

Thomas walked out of the kitchen with a tray full of snacks and teacups: "No, in fact, we haven't had Christmas here in over a hundred years. ”

Caroline looked surprised: "What? I haven't received a Christmas present in a hundred years?"

And Roger was like, 'What the hell? And Christmas in another world?'

"The prolongation of winter has diluted the concept of Christmas in people's minds. It's been a long winter......" The half-sheep man laid down the tray and pressed Caroline to another chair by the fireplace. "I'm sure you'll love Narnia in the summer, though. ”

He picked up the teapot and poured a cup for Roger and Caroline: "We used to have a party with the goddess of the forest, and we danced all night long, and the music!

Caroline took the tea and said curiously, "Oh, of course. ”

With a gesture of waiting, Thomas took down a small box from the shelf, took out a strange instrument that looked like a forked twig, and asked as he adjusted it, "Have you heard the Narnia Lullaby?"

Caroline shrugged: "Sorry, not very familiar. ”

The half-sheep man adjusted the instrument: "It's okay, because the melody I will play for the two of you will definitely make you feel refreshed." As he spoke, he put the end of the branch in his mouth.

A soothing, long, quaint voice flowed slowly, and Roger stared at the roaring fire in the fireplace, planning how to transport his little ones in batches. Suddenly, the flames changed shape, and one of the clusters turned into a four-hoofed animal, running merrily through the flames, and the blurred notes turned into a sleep-inducing murmur.

Roger was startled, and glanced up at the half-sheep man, who did not stop playing, and slightly tilted his head to the fireplace, and Caroline was also guided to look over.

Roger grinned meaningfully and put down his glass: "Speaking of music, I think we should let our friends in Narnia appreciate ours as well." ”

"Roger, don't make trouble, you can sing any song. Mr. Thomas's music can touch a fire. "Caroline, who loves music, really wants to enjoy the otherworldly music of Narnia.

"There is progress through communication, music does not distinguish between the world, right? and I think I still have a little bit of a touch on the cheerful songs. ”

The half-sheep man was visibly surprised, and stammered, "Oh, uh, I think, I think you should ......"

Roger ignored him and whistled "TwistedNerve".

At the eerie climax of the song, Roger stood up, walked over to his suitcase, and held the two micropunches in his hands. At the end of the song, Roger pointed his gun at Thomas and said with a smile: "Musical instruments, I have two, one is called shooting~The other is called~"