He Comes From the Void

After breakfast, Kahn and Kai'Sa searched for possible underground entrances in the name of finding firewood.

This place has experienced a major subsidence, and it is only normal for these things to form. If Void Spirit is compared to worker ants, then maybe the bottom of the valley has become a riddled ant nest.

A venom called the void flows in the bones of the homeland.

After some searching, Kahn did not see an obvious entrance, but he found many weak points on the surface. These weak points are like window paper to void creatures, and Kassadin's living environment is precarious, and the peace of independence in the valley is just a fragile illusion.

"When we go back, I will tell my father what we found." Kaisha walked worriedly, missing a piece of dry wood at her feet.

Kahn paused when he picked up the firewood: "It's not easy to get him out of here. He stayed here because of your mother, and he is a dedicated person."

He can understand this kind of feeling. Many people of the older generation would rather keep the traces left by their wives when they were widowed than live a better life with their children.

"Alas..." Kai'Sa let out a faint sigh: "If there is any way to solve all the hidden dangers here, it will be great. Although life is still very difficult, at least I don't have to worry about it every day."

Kasha's words inspired Kahn, he thought about it carefully, and there happened to be a person in his interpersonal relationship who could change the situation.

"In that case, I can only ask Little Sparrow for help, and ask her to use her ability to compact all the underground cavities."

"That's a viable solution, but where do we go to find her?"

...

When he got home, Kassadin had slaughtered the sheep, and the blood and internal organs were put in a basin, exuding a strong smell of blood. He washed the whole lamb and put it on the table, wiped off his sweat and prepared the marinade.

"Father, go and rest. Let me do it, I will do it!" Seeing this, Kaisha walked over quickly and snatched something from Kassadin.

"Alright, I'll go to the meeting." Kassadin nodded and stepped aside to sit down, keeping his eyes on Kai'Sa so as not to make mistakes.

That is to say, only those who have a good father-daughter relationship dare to do this. Kahn would not dare to deal with his father-in-law like this.

"Let's wash our hands first." Kai'sa asked Kahn to put down the firewood, and then pulled him away. In a corner that Kassadin couldn't see, she grabbed Kahn's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "How do you mix this marinade?"

"You can't say you will." Kahn rolled his eyes: "You only know how to eat, right?"

"Keep your voice down!" Kasha said angrily, "I want father to rest for a while, I know you will."

"Come on, I'll teach you, you lift your chin."

"Why raise your chin? Don't you listen with your ears?"

"Teach with your mouth!"

"..."

Then the two came back with their sleeves bare, and Kaisha followed the steps taught by Kahn, using spices such as thyme, rosemary, oregano leaves, paprika, and cumin to match the marinade. Shurima is rich in spices, and Kahn said that even if you don't have them, you can find similar substitutes, such as using Babayan bubbles instead of cumin.

Moreover, Kahn is not sure whether what he said is still called by this name in this world, so he first confirms it by himself before handing it over to Kaisha.

Mix all kinds of spices with soy sauce, and spread it evenly on the sheep. On the other side, Kahn has already skewered the sheep with an iron fork, and is cleaning the sheep louvers. This thing is stewed with pepper seeds to dispel cold and nourish the stomach.

After the sheep is marinated, it's time to grill it on a charcoal fire. Here Kahn chooses charcoal. Without an open fire, it is easier to control the heat and will not produce a lot of smoke. During the roasting process, you only need to pay attention to turning over and brushing with oil, and occasionally use a knife to make a hole.

It would take a long time to roast the lamb, and it was time for Kahn to find the hind legs that Kassadin had ordered. He washed it and skewered it, made it into easy-to-cook mutton skewers and grilled it first, so that the long wait would not become dry.

This roasting lasted until dark, and the roasted whole lamb, which had been prepared for a long time, lived up to expectations and was delicious. With the little wine, all three of them ate with oily faces.

It's just that when he was about to finish eating, Kassadin said that he was a little drunk. Kassa helped him back to the room and lay down, and then came out and complained to Kahn who was packing up: "What should I do, I still have nothing. Said father went back to sleep."

"What else can I do, let's talk about it next time." Kahn thought that Jiang was still old and spicy, and Kassadin seemed to know that Kassa wanted to talk to him, so he used the drunken escape just right.

"But I can think of a way."

She paused, waiting for Kahn to stop what she was doing.

"I found that the supplies here seem to be only enough to feed one person. If the two of us continue to stay here and eat up all the food here, he will have to leave here with us in the end. Although we can not eat, But he has to cook for us!"

"My good fellow, you have come up with such a sinister idea."

The daughter of the unemployed vagrant brought her husband back to her hometown and ate up all the savings of the widowed and lonely old man. Kahn was about to die laughing at all kinds of gnawing on the old.

"You can try this method, but if the father-in-law is determined to stay here, this matter will not trouble him."

Kahn expressed his opinion, but Kaisha was full of confidence in her own idea and didn't take it to heart at all.

"Elbow, follow me into the house!"

...

In the next few days, Kaisha was earnestly implementing her plan of gnawing on the old, eating more than others every meal. Kahn had already heard Kassadin say at the dinner table that he would slaughter another sheep, and if this continued, he would be overwhelmed. It's an early thing.

But halfway through the execution of the plan, the valley ushered in a special guest.

He came on the sandstorm, standing still in the wind.

At the moment, the three of them were hiding in the house, sitting by the brazier to keep warm. Through the sand-scratched Cabo, they saw the tall and hunched shadow outside the door, and hesitated for a while whether to open the door.

Although they could only see a rough outline in the wind and sand all over their heads, none of the three would admit that it was Nasus, the god warrior of Shurima.

"You can't leave the Grand Maester of Shurima outside. Let me open the door. You stand back." Kahn worried that Nasus couldn't help but split the door open with an axe, leaving them no place to hide from the storm. , so he got up and walked to the door.

The storm was slamming against the wooden door, and the heavy wooden shaft begged for mercy. Kahn was ready, the latch was lifted, and a force rushed open the wooden door.

As soon as the door was opened, furious wind and sand rushed into the room. When Nasus bent down and walked in the door, Karn immediately closed the door, but the floor was already covered with a layer of sand visible to the naked eye.