At the junction of the three kingdoms of ice and snow, black steel, and wild sand, it is a dense jungle that has not been affected by the forces of the three parties. It is home to ferocious beasts, crazy barbarian tribes, and homeless fugitives.

This is the hometown of young people: the Scarlet Leaf Forest.

"My home is in the 'Manniu Village' here." The young man was particularly happy to see his parents and relatives after a long absence, and said as he walked: "It's easy to get lost in this wood, and there are many fierce magical beasts, so you have to follow me." ”

Lydia looked at the squirrels and ferrets jumping in the woods, as if she had awakened from hibernation, "I'm sorry you found such a hidden place." ”

"This is not the place they were looking for." Finks suddenly interjected, "It was arranged by Grandpa Martin." ”

Martin's name may sound impressive, but Lydia has never been good at remembering names, and even if she crosses over, it doesn't improve much.

Seeing that Lydia was confused, the young man counted her with a straight finger: "The current curator is not smiling, the predecessor is the proprietress and the previous one is Martin." ”

"Oh-" Lydia finally understood, and hurriedly dragged a long voice to indicate that it was a problem, not that she was stupid.

"Uncle Martin is a great man, he has united the eighteen tribes of the Wild Sands, and it can be regarded as the most glorious time of the Red Pavilion." The young man proudly recalled, "At that time, from 'Chishui Bay' in the east to 'Manniu Village' in the west, a total of more than 20 villages were the territory of the Red Pavilion. ”

Finks showed a disdainful expression on the side, "Yes, later the eighteen tribes killed each other, and then let the army of the Wild Sands defeat half of it, and finally even Chishui Bay was robbed by the 'Ironbeard' pirate group. ”

The young man waved his hand wryly, "Uncle Martin also knew that the eighteen tribes would not be unified, so he secretly built a village here. Except for the proprietress and the brass hammer - even you don't know, right? ”

Finks snorted, "Cut, the old man not only lost eighteen villages, but also lost the proprietress of the house. If it weren't for us and not laughing, there would still be a pirate flag hanging in Chishui Bay. ”

The young man was speechless.

It was rare to win in the fight, and Finks couldn't help but get excited, "It's great not to laugh, he sent five of us to rescue the proprietress and recapture Chishui Bay." ”

It is conceivable to rescue the proprietress that five people can take a village? Lydia was a little skeptical, but in the spirit of not letting the words fall to the ground, she symbolically said, "Really? I can't imagine it. ”

Finks was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was the age when he loved to show off and show off. Lydia praised her, excitedly turning on braggadocio mode, telling how the five of them defeated the pirates, how they recaptured two villages, and how they built two forts to defend against the invasion. Speaking of which, her eyebrows fluttered and her hands danced.

Lydia can only fight a few on the side haha, after all, five people can build two fortresses? She must not believe it, and the story of Finks tricking her into changing her bones has not yet been revealed. In the words of the proprietress : This lying girl really deserves to be spanked.

After another two hours of cattle blowing in the Finks, the team went to rest.

Skobin and a few men cooked some wild vegetable and minced meat soup in a pot, and the team of nearly 3,000 people nibbled on cold bread and served hot soup, although it did not taste very good, but it did not feel hard.

Lydia doesn't like to eat bread, especially cold bread.

She dipped in the hot soup and tried to fill her stomach, sighed, "Can there be something delicious in the village?" ”

"You've got to taste the dahlia." Without thinking, the young man said, "These petals are as big as the palm of your hand, so thick, that you can eat them when they are cooked." If you mix it with the secret sauce made by the village chief's grandfather......"

As he spoke, the young man couldn't help but snort: "In addition, there are sweet pole trees, Bulado melons and astringent melons." Especially the astringent melon, if it is not handled properly, its seeds will burst when it is hot, and the smell is simply unbearable......"

Skobin was boiling soup next to him, but as soon as he heard about the food, he immediately gathered around to join in the fun. From time to time, I asked about the characteristics and taste of various foods, and then fell into deep thought.

"Looks like our chef is working on new recipes again." Lydia laughed.

Unexpectedly, under such praise, Scobin did not have the slightest surprise, and there seemed to be a sad look in his eyes.

Could it be that the mention of "Chef" stabbed him instead?

Lydia suddenly remembered the ancient doctrine that subhumans were untouchables and could not be cooks.

"his teachings, there's no Templar crusaders here to take care of this." Lydia said this, completely forgetting that she was the eighth seat of the Templar Crusaders, "Skobin, here you are our chef. ”

Skobin squeezed out a wry smile, "Thank you, princess." I'm fine, just thought of the old pumpkin. ”

"Old pumpkin?" A yellow melon pop came to Lydia's mind.

"That's the guy who taught me how to cook, and he's a good guy." Skobin sighed quietly, "It's a pity that he was burned to death." ”

Lydia was shocked, "He's a traverser?" ”

"I don't know." Skobin bowed his head sadly, "He wasn't burned because of the Traverser. ”

"What's the reason for that?"

"He read us recipes and taught us how to use knives."

Lydia suddenly didn't know how to comfort the little man.

Doctrine, or the doctrine of all evil.

Untouchables are not allowed to use utensils, kitchen utensils and knives, let alone learn to read and write, and those who violate them are trespassers. Those who violated their rules were expelled from the family if they were nobles, and they were burned at the stake if they were commoners.

This is the doctrine of absurdity, and the doctrine of the law in this world.

"Pack up and get ready to go." Lydia suddenly said, "Let's go where there is no doctrine." ”

The team walked around the woods for another two hours, and the young man was able to lead the way with confidence. And boasted without blushing: "This is my hometown, and this forest is more familiar than the palm of my hand." ”

Lydia resisted not telling him that they had passed the same place three times.

The mountain road turned a corner, and the sound of a waterfall was faintly heard in the distance, and the young man happily pointed to the distance: "Look, I am not mistaken, this is our village in front of us." ”

Looking in the direction he pointed, the shadows of wooden houses could be faintly seen in the distance among the trees.

"Great!" The thought of not having to continue sleeping in the open food made Lydia almost jump for joy.

At that moment, she had already arranged the next schedule: take a shower, change into clean clothes, sleep beautifully, and taste what the young man said dahlia tasted like!

Wonderful new world, here we come!

Lydia was just about to cheer, when a cold voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"Something is wrong."

Don't laugh?

He looked at it from a distance for a few seconds, and suddenly waved his hand: "Stop, defend in place!" ”

"What's wrong?" Lydia muttered quietly, "Is there anything out of the ordinary?" ”

She looked closely for a while, and finally noticed something unusual: the village seemed to be uninhabited, and there were a few collapsed wooden houses, indicating that something was ahead.

"Joe, you lead them to guard here." Lydia fetched a spear, "Let's go take a look." ”