Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The day after receiving the Red Moon Prophecy, the farm had to temporarily suspend the restaurant's business, citing the need to develop new dishes and redecorate the garden. Tourists' reservations were mainly arranged through the farm stay.

The bard Kroni volunteered to go back to the forest to get information, and agreed with Lin Mian to contact each other via mailbox. Under the pressure of Jinchen's eyes, he repeatedly assured that he would not be bribed by the Elders' Council.

But Qin Zong was still a human being after all, and could not stand the fear of being buried alive in a pit, not to mention having to worry about the elves coming to threaten him every day, so Jin Chen pried out a lot of information.

Among them, the evil wizard and the elves plan to join forces to steal the magical seeds and seize the farm.

Under Lin Mian's command, the three elves, Terra, Shiyan and Elk, reinforced the edges of the farm, especially the place where the magical seeds were planted.

The rabbit is responsible for protecting these vegetables, fruits and melons, and the reward is twenty crystal radishes every day, which is a treatment only rich people can get. The rabbit is very happy to serve.

On the fifth day of the prediction, a storm suddenly swept over the mountain without any weather warning, and even the local meteorological bureau was caught off guard.

The storm has been going on for three days with no sign of stopping. Power lines have been broken by fallen trees. According to the relevant departments responsible, it will take at least a week to repair them.

The farm was plunged into cold, cloudy, and powerless darkness.

Lin Mian was afraid that the situation might affect Hope Village and the scenic area, so he contacted the village chief and several familiar villagers when he received a weak signal.

Ask them to inform each other not to go out unless necessary and not to pay attention to anything strange they see.

What surprised Lin Mian was that the elderly in the village seemed to have experienced this before and accepted it well.

However, when he thought about what Ms. Lin Yao and his father had experienced when they lived here, Lin Mian felt rarely comforted.

It seemed as if this storm had become a hardship that good farmers had to go through.

Fortunately, he also has his lover by his side.

Outside the window, the wind was howling, the rain was pouring, and the sky seemed to be torn apart.

The farm was shrouded in a dark, cloudy sky, and the branches swayed wildly in the wind, making sharp whimpering sounds.

The scene inside the cabin was completely different: the warm yellow candlelight flickered, the firewood crackled in the fireplace, and even the noise of the rainstorm was blocked out.

Lin Mian squatted in front of the fireplace and poked the firewood with tongs. Sparks flew, making his face flicker.

"Jinchen, have you washed the potatoes and cabbage?" he turned around and asked.

Jinchen was standing by the wooden table, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his slender fingers peeling a potato, the blade drawing an arc lightly under the candlelight.

"immediately."

"Our ingredients are ready!" the rabbit shouted happily.

Peeling food is a piece of cake for rabbits!

Shi Yan brought another bundle of firewood. Terra expressed regret loudly that Kroni could not eat the delicious hot pot when he returned to the forest, and stuffed two mouthfuls of corn into his mouth without hesitation.

The black cats squatted on the windowsill, wagging their tails to supervise.

Ling Gungun lay beside the warmest fireplace, wrapped in a blanket and yawning, picking up a persimmon with his paws and chewing it slowly, the fruity aroma mixed with the smoky smell of wood floating in the air.

Jin Chen turned around and saw the persimmon jam on Ling Gun Gun's mouth. He grabbed its neck and threw it into the sink in disgust, "Wash it yourself, it's so dirty."

"Ow!"

Ling Gungun shook his head, quickly washed himself, and lay on Lin Mian's back, squeaking and crying for food, and not forgetting to make a face at Jinchen.

It's clear at a glance who is the boss in this family!

Jinchen understood what he meant and threatened with a cold smile, "I know who your boss is."

【…】

This is a shaky master-pet relationship.

Ling Gungun quickly retracted his claws and patted Jinchen's shoulder in a flattering manner.

【Host, don't be impulsive, harmony brings wealth. 】

The sound of the shots was so loud.

The hot pot soup base was bubbling in the iron pot, the beef bone soup base had already boiled, and the hot steam, carrying a rich aroma, was wafting through the wooden house.

The elves rushed to throw fish balls into the pot, and the splashing soup fell back into the pot under the candlelight.

Lin Mian picked up a piece of mutton and dipped it in the red soup. The meat slices curled up in the boiling water. When he put it in his mouth with the dipping sauce, the aroma of meat mixed with the richness of sesame paste exploded on the tip of his tongue. The spiciness surged up, but was suppressed by a sip of iced Morning Dew Wine.

There is nothing more relaxing than cooking hot pot with friends in a wooden house during a storm.

Lin Mian picked up another fish ball with the tip of the chopsticks, put it to his lips and blew gently, then passed it to Jinchen's mouth.

"Try this. I added a lot of water dew when mixing the fish balls."

Jinchen lowered his head and bit the meatball, his fingertips stroked his wrist, pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and moved closer to him, pushing the remaining half of the meatball back into Lin Mian's mouth.

"It's delicious." Jinchen nodded with satisfaction.

Lin Mian's ears turned red, and he muttered vaguely, "Stop it."

But she shrank back into Jinchen's arms.

The heavy rain outside hit the window frames with a crackling sound, which made the house warmer.

Jinchen pulled the blanket closer to Lin Mian's shoulders and was so obsessed with grabbing food from his bowl that he barely moved his chopsticks.

Lin Mian scooped a spoonful of half-melted pumpkin and fed it to Jinchen. The sweet aroma lingered with his breath. Suddenly, he asked softly, "Will there be a red moon tonight?"

"I don't know." Jinchen glanced out the window and saw lightning and thunder.

Terra was discussing with Elk the culinary knowledge of "how long should beef rolls be cooked to make them taste best", and when she heard this, she took the time to glance out the window and watched silently for a few seconds.

"It's probably not time yet." Terra tried to regain her composure and said, "I don't sense the presence of evil elves in this land."

Mr. Elk retorted, "What if they are flying in the air?"

Tyra: "..."

How could there be an elf dumber than Cronie!

He held the elk's head and looked out the window. "Do you think this is an ordinary storm? The wings of the elves can't fly!"

Another round of fighting broke out.

After dinner, the elves volunteered to clean up the mess and the kitchen, it was already late at night.

The candle had burned down to its last half, the wax had melted on the candlestick, and the firewood in the fireplace was still crackling.

The storm outside the window grew stronger.

The situation was special these few nights, and they all slept in the wooden house, which was the closest place to the magical seeds and was not easy to be taken advantage of and attacked one by one.

A simple bed frame was set up, and the elves snuggled up to each other and fell asleep. Ling Gungun still occupied the best geographical location, curled up into a furry ball and fell asleep. It was even warmer next to the fireplace than on the sofa.

The rain hit the window glass along with the strong wind. Lin Mian snuggled in Jin Chen's arms, counting the raindrops in a daze. Hearing the rabbit humming an elf song in the corner, his thoughts became even heavier.

"Go to sleep." Jinchen kissed his forehead, covered the two of them with a thick blanket, and rested his chin on the top of his head, "Don't worry, I'm here."

As Jinchen spoke, his breath brushed against the back of his neck, and Lin Mian smelled the scent of firewood, rain, and the agarwood that was common on Jinchen.

Very reassuring taste.

Even if there is a storm outside, even if there is no signal or power, even if you may face danger at any time.

But at this moment, with his lover by his side, he has the courage to be fearless.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 86! 】

Lin Mian hummed softly, buried his head in Jinchen's chest, and let his thoughts fall into sleep.

The black cat had already jumped onto the highest wooden rack, with its tail hanging down and swaying. The candlelight stretched its shadow, gently covering everyone.