Reborn Tokyo Extradition

Chapter 209 It Will Never Dawn

Kurosaki's house.

Located in the east of Sandalwood Village, it is a traditional craftsman in the village, and the craft of making coffins is one of the best in the village.

The grandfather and grandson lived in the courtyard of Heisaki's house, but just a few days ago, the old man whose surname was Heisaki made the best and last shelter for his grandson.

In the courtyard, although it was past ten thirty, the old man was still making the coffin.

Maybe the old man wants to use work to numb himself, or maybe there are too many people who died recently in the village. Every craftsman is very lucky, and the old man also hopes to give those who have left a last respect.

"Grandpa Kurosaki, are you there? Grandpa Kurosaki?"

"is.is"

There were shouts from outside the courtyard. The old man responded, took off his gloves, wiped his face with a towel, and opened the courtyard door.

But there was no one outside the courtyard wall.

"Who was calling just now? Is anyone there?"

The old man walked out of the courtyard and shouted to the surroundings, but there was no longer anything but the silent darkness.

The old man shook his head, and just as the old man turned to go back, the cold and temperatureless palm patted the old man's shoulder.

"Grandpa Kurosaki, good evening."

Hearing the sound, the old man just turned around, and the man's teeth bit the old man's neck.

The old man seems to remember that this boy is a good friend of his grandson, and he also made the coffin for him
In a courtyard room next to Sandalwood Village Middle School, a young male teacher with glasses was correcting test papers.

Maybe it was because I was tired of correcting, the teacher took off his eyes and rubbed the corners of his eyes. Under the light, the markings with the ink brush were so meticulous.

"teacher"

The door of the young teacher's room was slowly opened, and a girl in only a loose white shirt stood outside the door.

The long hair does not reach the girl's waist, and the slender legs stand straight. The girl lowers her head, and puts her hands in front of her body, rubbing them from time to time.
The girl looks pretty and has a good figure, but her skin is too white, as if she is sick.

"Student Xincheng, what's wrong?"

Looking at his students at the door, the young teacher smiled softly.

The "teacher" girl raised her eyes, the scarlet in her eyes was flowing like blood, but it also carried a different kind of affection and tenderness, "Can I... can I come in?"

"Well, please come in."

The young teacher still smiled kindly, like a big brother.

Holding the hem of her clothes tightly, she walked into the room with small steps, afraid that she would dirty the teacher's room. At this time, the young teacher realized that she had closed her feet and was not wearing shoes.

"I'll catch a cold."

The young teacher stood up, took out a pair of plush slippers from the cupboard, bent down and placed them under the girl's feet.

"Put it on."

"Thank you, teacher"

The girl lowered her head, and carefully lifted her white soles into the slippers. The girl's fingers pinched the hem of the clothes even harder.

"Are students from Xincheng hungry?" Standing up, the young teacher squinted and smiled.

"No teacher, I just want to spend more time with the old man."

"Please wait a moment."

Seeing the girl's appearance, the young teacher gently interrupted the girl's words, rubbed the girl's head lightly, then walked to the desk, took out a clean cup, and gently cut his arm, blood dripped into it. in a transparent cup.

The smell of blood was wafting in the air. Looking at the wound on the teacher's arm and seeing more and more blood in the cup, the girl swallowed her saliva. The girl really wanted to leave and escape, but the desire for blood made the girl unable to walk. move.

Finally, when the smell of blood filled the girl's nostrils, the girl finally lost her mind.

Rushed forward, threw the young man down, the girl grabbed the young teacher's arm, covered the young teacher's wound with her mouth and kept sucking
"New Town."

Holding the girl in his arms, he gently stroked the girl's long hair. The young teacher didn't resist, and let the other party suck the blood
Gradually, the strength in the girl's mouth gradually weakened, blood slowly slipped from the corner of the girl's mouth, and the sound of crying came out softly
"Everything will be fine." Patting the girl on the back, the young man's tone was as gentle as a spring breeze.

"I'm sorry, teacher. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, teacher."

The crying of the girl who regained her sanity became louder and louder, spreading throughout the room, but no matter how heartbreakingly the girl cried, the tears were still sad and unable to fall.
In the mayor’s residence of Tanxiang Village and the B&B in Changzhou, Haruki Echizen locked the door tightly and crouched in the corner with a wooden stick he picked up from unknown where. On his head, he still wore a purple Butterfly hairpin, but the butterfly hairpin is on his head, like a headband.

Nodding his head like a chicken pecking rice, Echizen Haruki sank his head, woke up quickly, shook his head severely, and patted his face: "I can't sleep, I can't sleep! I have to wait for Sakaki to come back!"

But as the wall clock in the room was ticking, Echizen Haruki's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally he leaned against the corner of the wall, breathing slightly.

At the same time, in the girl's bedroom four rooms away from Haruki Echizen, Kirara Changzhou in pajamas was sitting slumped on the ground, her face was pale and dull, like a doll, another woman hugged her tightly, Lips sucked blood from her neck.

Letting go of her mouth, she pointed at the blood that slipped across the corner of her mouth. She smeared the blood on Changzhou Qiluo's lips, as if putting red makeup on a puppet.

"Go, Qiluo, go and give your body to that foreign boy named Haruki Echizen, and by the way, burn the purple butterfly hairband on his head."

The pale woman rubbed Changzhou Qiluo and said with a smile.

The sickly Changzhou Qiluo was completely absent-minded, but nodded dumbly, stood up like a walking dead, and walked out the door.

Seeing the figure of Changzhou Qiluo leaving, the woman tilted her head and smiled: "Xiaoxin, this is the girl you like, even if I make her a ghoul, I can't let you get her!"

In a family in Sandalwood Village, a woman fed her own family with her own blood and persuaded her mother not to attack others.

On the road in Sandalwood Village, there were "people" who greeted the pedestrians returning at night, and then rushed to bite them, just because they wanted to drink blood.

There are also "guiren" who return home, want to be with their own family members, and bite their family members' necks.

And in order to protect her loved one, she was held up by her "companion" and watched her lover's neck being penetrated.

This night in Sandalwood Village, the doors of countless households were knocked, as if the boundless night swallowed up the entire village.

It will never be daylight.

(End of this chapter)