Become a girl in the horror world

"Sad times. It would be terrible if this kind of thing happened in reality. Just Vega Sicilia Unico will do."

The gourmet nodded, took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet, placed the glass in front of Wen Xiaotong, filled it up, and gestured for him to drink:

"The king of Spanish wines, if it were in the modern world, would usually be of older vintages, but now... it is definitely impossible to have such a mellow taste."

"I've never been to the real world." Wen Xiaotong shrugged.

"I really didn't realize that. It seems that I don't know enough about you. Forgive me, who told those people in the new world to be surrounded by the aura of fools?"

"It turns out that Mr. Gourmet can also tell such meaningless jokes."

The gourmet just smiled mysteriously, poured wine for Wen Xiaotong, and returned to his seat, supporting himself on the table with his hands.

In front of him, there was a whole table of fragrant feast that was extremely tempting.

"I'm going to tell you something even more meaningless. Do you want to hear it?"

"I'm curious."

"There are no 'vegetarians' at this table."

As he spoke, the gourmet picked up a piece of liver with black pepper sauce and put it into his mouth, an intoxicated expression appeared on his face.

“Mmm, delicious.”

Wen Xiaotong glanced at the food on the table, nonchalantly picked up a piece of meat covered in honey sauce and brought it to her mouth, her red lips slightly opened.

"You control the heat just right. Your cooking skills are much better than the chef at my house. Are you interested in coming here to be the head chef? The salary won't disappoint you."

Seeing the girl tasting the dishes attentively, the gourmet was slightly startled, and then continued to smile:

"Miss Vanessa, you're joking. It's just the difference in taste caused by the ingredients."

"Has anyone ever commented on your cooking skills before me, Mr. Gourmet?"

The gourmet was silent for a long time before he slowly said:

"it's a pity."

"It seems that there is no one left. It's not good to feel that art has no resonance. I understand that."

As she spoke, Wen Xiaotong elegantly poked a piece of 'beef' with a fork, gently rolled up the noodles and dipped them into the prepared sauce.

"Um......"

The gourmet suddenly looked a little lonely. After a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke,

"Ms. Vanessa, I have seen your painting, the one on display in the gallery."

“You are lonely.”

"That was before. I'm not lonely now, unless I'm being too sentimental." Wen Xiaotong said softly, sipping the red wine in the glass with her red lips.

"Ok?"

"Don't worry about it. I just feel that someone like me will never make any friends in my life. How stupid and naive must a person be to make friends with someone like me?"

"Why do you say that."

"How should I describe the word innocent to you?"

“When a person describes himself as innocent in his heart, that person is no longer innocent,” said the gourmet.

"That's about it."

"It's very comfortable to get along with such people. You don't have to be on guard against hypocrisy or cunning. It's very relaxing. It's also nice to let off some steam once in a while."

During the conversation, time passed by minute by minute.

"What do you think is the most important thing for a painter?"

"Eyes to observe things? Maybe." Wen Xiaotong said casually.

"No, it is the heart that can define beauty. When the heart believes that something is beautiful, the eyes will be covered with a filter, and you will see the details of beauty that you would not normally notice."

"so what?"

"You are the thirteenth dish tonight. Talking to you has created a resonance in me that I haven't felt for a long time, a resonance that only artists can have. I originally wanted to make your heart into stewed pig heart with white fungus, but now I have changed my mind."

"Sure enough, only sashimi can taste the most original flavor of food. I want to know if you agree with me?"

Wen Xiaotong: “…”

The girl calmly glanced at the time. Almost an hour and a half had passed since the carriage was attacked...

The surrounding containment measures are very good, and it is absolutely unrealistic to escape from here.

Why haven't Xiaolu and Anxin come yet...

No matter, go all out!

The girl suddenly stood up and looked at the man calmly:

“You are so passionate about the taste of food. Have you ever cooked and tasted yourself?”

The gourmet was stunned.

After the girl put forward this idea, she seemed to be possessed. Her pupils slightly widened and she suddenly slammed the table:

"Yes... human eyes cannot see themselves directly, not even in a mirror. If I could make myself into a painting, it would just be a game. If I could make myself into a painting in the third person, what a wonderful thing that would be. That's right, hahaha..."

Looking at the weird and crazy girl, the gourmet's face became slightly solemn.

He hadn't seen anyone crazier than himself in a long time.

He hesitated a little, not knowing whether he should continue with what he was saying.

"Sorry, please wait here for a moment, because I am also curious about what I smell like. Do you know about blind boxes? It doesn't matter if you don't know, I'll be back soon."

As the girl spoke, she suddenly put on an apron and walked quickly into the kitchen, leaving the gourmet sitting alone in the chair with his hair disheveled in the wind.

He pondered for a moment, then spread his hands.

For some reason, he suddenly became curious about what surprises this girl could bring him.

Not long after, Wen Xiaotong came out with a plate of hot stir-fried pork with hot peppers. There was a strange look on her face. She excitedly placed the plate of stir-fried pork with hot peppers on the table, picked up a piece with her chopsticks and put it into her mouth. After tasting it for a while, a surprised expression appeared on her face:

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is...! So wonderful!"

“So, what does it feel like to taste yourself?” the gourmet said.

"Do you want to know how it tastes like? Just try it and you'll know." The girl pushed the plate of stir-fried pork with hot peppers over in a mysterious tone and gestured with her hand.

The gourmet looked at the ordinary home-cooked dish in front of him with some doubt, unable to detect any highlight at all, but his strong curiosity still drove him to pick up a few slices and put them into his mouth.

Um......

Very ordinary taste.

It's no different than taking frozen meat out of the refrigerator and thawing it and re-frying it, and I don't know why...

The meat seemed a bit smelly and had a rotten smell.

etc......!

Frozen meat in the refrigerator?

The gourmet suddenly realized something and wanted to get up but found that he was quickly swept over by sleepiness. His limbs became soft and weak in a very short time. He saw that the strange look on Wen Xiaotong's face had disappeared long ago. She just looked at him coldly with a bit of mockery on her lips.

Wen Xiaotong spat out the meat in his mouth and laughed:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gourmet, I don't have any sympathy with a lousy guy like you. It's a pity. I'm not a psychopath or a lunatic. I just drew that picture when I had nothing to do."

"Want to eat me? Are you kidding me? Do you think I'll let you take advantage of me like this? You have so many ingredients, some of them are rotten when they are piled up at the back. But who says I'm a kind person? I can't do such a wasteful thing."

"What...? You..."

As he spoke, a deer antler appeared in Wen Xiaotong's hand, and he weighed it in his hand.

"I originally wanted to try to approach you by pretending to be a crazy fan, saying, for example, that I helped you deal with that black-haired girl and cut off her horns, but you were too defensive, so I gave up the idea."

"Looking back now, there's absolutely no need for that. A little bit of 'soul resonance' can make you let down your guard."

"Remember to go home and examine your brain. There aren't so many psychopaths like you in the world."

"Well done, what a fatal mistake... Next time... I won't make it again..." The gourmet said this and then fainted completely.

It was not until this moment that Li Anxin and Sen Lu hurried over. Sen Lu kicked the door open, holding a kitchen knife in his hand and looking aggressive:

"Where's that damn guy? Where is he hiding? I #￥$&% must kill him with my own hands!"

"What, you got him? Is that true?"

"Haha, Luzi, you look down on me too much."

"Your hand is injured, huh? Are you okay?"

Wen Xiaotong silently put the bleeding hand behind her back and said, "No, I just scratched it accidentally. I'll just bandage it later..."

Seeing the two girls walking in from outside cursing, Wen Xiaotong's eyes gradually calmed down.

So this is the taste.

The girl thought to herself.

Chapter 392 "The Age of Stagnation" 'Little Angel'

"So sister, what are you going to do with this guy next?"

Mori-ka kicked the gourmet who had fainted on the ground.

Li Anxin smiled kindly and just looked at Senlu silently, with the cute little angel wings on his back trembling slightly.

At this moment, that sinister and terrifying smile formed an extremely strong contrast with the glowing angel halo above the pink-haired ball's head.

Senlu couldn't help but shudder.

As she was familiar with her sister, she certainly knew what it meant when the girl showed such an expression.

I'm afraid this gourmet is in big trouble. When my sister cut into it, it was all black and the sesame filling was oozing out...

"This guy's status is getting higher and higher. He has even become the mayor. Let's think about it. We can't kill him so easily. Otherwise, who knows what status he will get in the remaining days?"

As he said that, Li Anxin gave Sen Lu a look, and Sen Lu immediately understood. He found a rope, put the gourmet's entire body into a sack, and then tied it up with the rope, kicking him twice with a bit of personal grudge on the way.

After doing all this, the two girls led the gourmet to the rooftop...

Wen Xiaotong wanted to see what the two girls could do, so she followed them upstairs.

After arranging everything, Li Anxin started the live broadcast.

:! ! ! Look who's here! Anbao! ! The show is finally on! I'm so anxious, are you okay, Anbao?

: Good evening, Master! I miss you so much (screaming, dark and twisted crawling, attacking indiscriminately.)

: Holy crap! A real little angel with wings and even a halo. Don’t say it, brothers, my nose is bleeding from this cuteness.

: What a small pink-haired ball! Hahaha, now An Xin has really become her little angel!

: Ah, it looks so sacred. I want to take a screenshot and use it as a wallpaper.

: Pink little round face, I’m sorry, I’m just going to lick the screen prprprpr.

: So cute, so cute, so cute, so cute, come and let mommy hug you! Let mommy hug you!

The crazy comments of the unknown creatures mixed with comments of concern quickly filled the entire screen. The popularity of the live broadcast room reached millions as soon as it started, and the number of online viewers reached more than 2,000.

: So is Anbao okay? I'm really worried. It would be so painful if Anbao was hurt by this kind of guy.

:Yeah yeah.

: Wait, look who is that person behind An Bao!

A barrage of comments popped up.

Everyone looked at the screen carefully.

Li Anxin leaned in front of the screen, playfully stuck out her tongue, and made a "yeah" gesture. A man's figure was very conspicuous behind her cute face:

"Everyone, look who we caught?"

The gourmet was tied up on a chair and was awakened by the wind from the rooftop at some point. Senlu was clenching his fists with ill intent beside him.

: Huh? Hahahaha, he’s been arrested!

: It seems that An Bao is fine! Was he caught by this guy?