System maintenance

Silence went back to the place where he lived according to his memory. It was a small and simple room, the bedding on the bed was thin, some clothes were placed on both sides, and the cold wind pouring in from the window rattled the open Bible on the table.

Winter nights are always long and difficult. Nobles and upper-class people will light fireplaces in their homes to resist the cold, while most of the rest of the lower-class workers will live in farmhouses with limited conditions and can only rely on charcoal and wood stoves for heating. At night people put stools around the stove to sleep, it was uncomfortable but at least warmer.

He went over to close the window, lit the kerosene lamp, and after observing the entire hut, he brought firewood from the warehouse and put it in the poor-quality stove. It took a lot of time to light the few firewood.

He found a small jar from under the bed, shook it in Shen Mo's hand, and poured out all the contents, except for some discarded oil paper, and a little copper coin, which was the only savings of the owner of this body.

Counting, there were more than 50 copper coins in total, and the corner of Shen Mo's mouth twitched slightly. It took two copper coins to go to the public bathroom, and there were even fewer left.

After standing still and thinking for a while, he gave up the idea of ​​taking a bath and endured it.

Wet a cloth towel with water, wiped some soap oil, wiped his face and neck, shivered silently, went to the stove, rubbed his hands and sighed softly.

The disparity between the poor and the aristocracy is the strongest contrast in this century.

The wind outside suddenly picked up, the not-so-secure windows creaked, and a bone-piercing coldness approached from behind, engulfing the surrounding air.

Silence did not move, still maintaining a half-squatting posture, buttocks pouted a little high, not very elegant, the orange fire light jumps, reflected in his eyes, the original pure blue is tainted with a little fire light, which will give people a sense of extreme beauty. of tranquility and vitality.

Suddenly, several clusters of flames ignited, and the rushing heat wave hit his face. Silence felt a burning sensation on the skin on his face, but the coldness behind him became clearer. Starting from the nape of his neck, the pores all around stood up, giving him a cold touch Paste it.

Turning around abruptly, the man who was almost close to him was tall, with the smell of blood and death lingering in his nostrils, silently raised his head, and saw the man's appearance clearly.

Black hair, pale face, morbidly seductive, elegant and arrogant, as if born with a sense of fearful beauty, making people irresistible to approach.

The neat black dress with a high collar is traditional, conservative, and gentlemanly, but the man's deep eyes are full of evil and danger.

He took a deep breath, it was difficult to suppress the shock in his heart, the first impression in his mind was -----

Aristocrats living in portraits.

Shen Mo's eyes flickered, he stepped back, trembling with a look of fear and panic on his face, "Who are you?"

The man raised his eyebrows, and there was a frivolous smile on the corner of his mouth. He seemed to think that the food in front of him was quite interesting. He said casually, "Baby, your eyes are beautiful, and there is no fear in them."

Sure enough, it is difficult to make a small trick in front of dark creatures, Shen Mo took a deep breath, pursed his lips, "God can testify for me."

After taking a few steps closer, he fixed the boy with beautiful eyes between the wall and him. The man lowered his head, stretched out his hand, and stroked the boy's neck. The hair in his tentacles was soft and warm.

"You call on God when you lie, he will be ashamed of you."

Silence twitched his eyes.

The sharp teeth slammed into the thin skin, and instead of the usual astringent taste, it was unexpectedly sweet and warm. A large stream of thick blood poured into the mouth, filling the gap between the lips and teeth, and the man's eyes gradually turned red, revealing a joyful expression. Excited, he began to sip heavily.

This time there was no pain, but a numb feeling, being licked by a tongue that was so cold that there was no warmth at all, a layer of pimples appeared all over Shen Mo's body, next to his ears was the sound of a man swallowing blood rapidly, and the breath he exhaled was full of blood.

"Baby, your taste is so delicious..."

The blood race prefers to suck prey that they like. Obviously, the young man in front of him is different from the previous food. There is no confusion in his eyes, but calm, steady, and even a hint of cunning.

The Duke's appetite increased greatly, his lips rubbed against the pulsation of the young man's bright red liquid, and he tasted the delicious blood contentedly, and there seemed to be something else in his voice, "What do you want?"

Shen Mo's face turned pale, his legs were weak, and he slumped weakly, but at this moment, his shoulder was grabbed by a cold hand, he held his breath imperceptibly, and the dizziness caused by the excessive blood flow gradually became stronger , that instinctive fear of death made him a little nervous.

"I want a lot of money, I want to have a cake shop of my own, I want to wear gorgeous dresses, and I want to be immortal forever." He tried his best to pretend to be the greed that a commoner who has suffered poverty and oppression for a long time should have.

Probably because he had been lonely for too long, the man withdrew his sharp teeth, and suddenly changed his mind. He didn't want the food in his arms to become a mummy so soon, he let out a deep and soft laugh, "You'd better pray that God will take care of you , so that my interest in you can last longer."

Already having hallucinations, Shen Mo didn't hear what the other party said clearly, he fell to the ground, his face was terribly pale, and he gasped weakly, "Am I going to become a vampire too?"

As if pleased by the young man's ignorant words, the man showed his second smile tonight, a strand of bright red liquid spilled from his lips, he stretched out his tongue to lick it off, and looked down condescendingly at the long curly eyelashes of the young man trembling because of the heaving chest , his lustful eyes stopped on the two red tooth marks on the young man's neck, looking at the blood beads slowly oozing out, he rolled his Adam's apple a few times.

There was no movement in the hut, only the heavier and heavier breathing above the head, suppressing something.

Silence is in a bad mood, maybe this person really wants to suck all his blood away at once?Just when he was about to gamble with the second plan, he heard the man's soft voice, "See you tomorrow."

tomorrow?Mo Mo looked at the figure disappearing from the window at a strange speed that is impossible for ordinary people. He leaned on the wall and tried to stand up, but failed. If he didn't replenish some blood, he would die tomorrow.

The door opened from the outside, and Ah Jin walked in. He saw the person lying by the wall and ran over quickly.

Blurred in silence, he blinked, and finally saw who the other party was. He moved his lips, "You're finally back."

"Why is your face so pale?" A Jin frowned and shook his shoulders, "Are you going to die?"

Shen Mo grabbed his clothes, closed his eyes, "Yes, I'm going to die."

Throwing the boy on the bed, Ah Jin said with a cold face, "God won't accept idiots."

Shen Mo felt cold, he wrapped himself up in the quilt with great difficulty, pursed his bloodless lips, and cursed in his heart.

How the hell do such evil creatures as vampires exist?

Seeing the boy's ugly face, as if he had a serious illness, Ah Jin looked around the hut with a vigilant expression, "Where is the smell of blood coming from?"

"I killed a mouse." An angry expression appeared on Shen Mo's face, "It was stealing my dried rusks."

A Jin stared suspiciously at the cowardly and stupid young man in front of him, seeing him fiddle with his collar from time to time, "Idiot, why are you so good at touching your neck?"

He didn't take his hand back, but touched his neck calmly, pressed the two wounds with his palm, raised his eyes silently, "Ah Jin, you talk a lot tonight."

Throwing the bread he brought back, Ah Jin sat by the stove to enjoy the fire. He turned his head and glanced at the boy on the bed, pursed his lips, took out a very small pear from his arms, put it on the fire and threw it away after a while past.

Shen Mo was gnawing on a piece of black bread, which was dry and hard, and his teeth were cracked. Eating a bite of bread took as much energy as doing physical work. His temples hurt suddenly, and his curiosity and passion for this century suddenly became indifferent. live.

Stuffing the roasted pears in his arms and covering his stomach, he said in a silent and sincere tone, "I'm sorry for hitting you last time."

Ajin snorted heavily, accepting his apology.

There was only one bed, and the two of them had always slept on one end each, lying in it silently, with their entire heads tucked into the quilt, and the small room was filled with the sound of Ajin snoring.

In the middle of the night, he woke up from the cold, groped to sit up, dug out the copper stove, put red-hot charcoal on it and kicked it under the quilt, and he was so tired that he broke out in a cold sweat.

I don't know how to replenish the blood that has flowed out.

The next morning, after packing up, Ah Jin went to urge the person on the bed, "Idiot, if you don't get up again, Mrs. Adeline will deduct another day's wages from you."

The quilt moved, and a black head popped out of it, Mo Mo got up with a pale face, rubbing his messy hair, the next moment he thought of something, and quickly pulled up the collar.

"You lied to me again!" Ah Jin cursed viciously before going out.

Knowing what the other party was referring to, Mo Mo said seriously, "I felt a little uncomfortable last night, so I will tell you tonight."

A Jin glared at him and left with a dark face.

The business in the shop was good in the morning, and all the baked white bread was sold out, which was rare, and the smile on Mrs. Adeline's face was clearer than usual.

Feeding cheese to the black cat, Mrs. Adeline accidentally saw the silence, and she said in surprise, "Dear David, your complexion is very bad."

Mo Mo smiled at her calmly, "Don't worry, I just didn't sleep well."

If he said he was sick, the woman in front of him would definitely let him go back to rest, and then he would not use it, and he had to pay back the money he owed before leaving.

After struggling all morning, Shen Mo took out a copper coin to buy some peanut kernels, and stuffed one or two into his mouth from time to time.

Lai Xin likes A Jin, this bit of silence was found from the memory of this body, he looked at the two squatting on the side of the road and whispering to each other, quite envious.

"Leixin, the ribbon on your head is so beautiful."

The girl showed a sweet and happy smile, and turned her head slightly to the boy beside her, "Ah Jin gave it to me."

A Jin muttered something, threw the figurine in his hand to Shen Shen, got up and patted the sawdust on his clothes, and walked into the shop, followed closely by Lai Xin.

He lowered his head and glanced at the wooden figurine. The carving was very detailed and his knife skills were good. He put the figurine in his sewn pocket and walked around the shop silently to another place.

Not far behind the store is the area where handicraftsmen gather. There is a Cobbler Street, where many old shoemakers live. Silently walked to a small shop, and the person sitting at the door sorting the leather shoes was a gray-haired old man, Kaya Lonla. Al, David's only friend.

A worried look appeared in Kaiya's eyes, "Little David, your complexion is not very good."

"Maybe I caught a cold while sleeping." Mo Mo spread his hands and motioned for the other party to get the peanut kernels.

The old man is over 70 years old. Two years ago, the church took away his only daughter and burned her alive in the monastery because of the rumored witch.

At this time in Europe, man's original sin was forced, humanity was suppressed, and there were many cruel incidents caused by ignorance.

Kaiya took a few peanuts, bit them slowly with his broken teeth, and said inarticulately, "The sun is good today."

While silently watching the people passing by in a daze, the old man deliberately lowered his voice, "Little David, the church has issued a decree that there is a kind of creature that lives by sucking blood. They have powers that have nothing to do with God. Because of her beautiful appearance, she is called a vampire."

Kaiya's expression became tense, "When you go back at night, stay with Ajin and don't stay on the street."

He lowered his head and ate the peanuts, then hummed silently, "I will."

An old man and a young man were sitting on the side of the road and chatting. Occasionally, when guests came up, silence would help a little. It was not until Ah Jin came to call him that he got up and went back.

In the evening, the Duke of Celt appeared on time, but this time he was at the corner of the street. Silence was held in his arms, and his neck was attacked again. The blood in his body seemed to be drawn by some kind of force, and all of it rushed to his neck, and the blood was gurgling The ground was flowing, the sound of swallowing in his ears was still weird, and he was very dizzy.

The man closed his eyes slightly, the terrifying desire that was about to overflow was full of destructive colors, a satisfied smile curled up on his lips, he used saliva to condense the wound on the young man's neck, leaving only two small red spots, which cannot be seen without looking carefully. Nothing.

In the next few days, exactly the same thing happened. The food and the breeder got along peacefully. The only success was that the man told Shen Shen his name. It's like an old monster who has been lonely and lonely for thousands of years.

However, the long-term blood loss caused the body to become weaker and weaker, and Shen Mo couldn't bear it anymore. He thought it was necessary for him to say something to the comrade vampire in front of him.

"Mr. Selt, look at my face." Mo Mo moved his head closer, his face almost touching the man's nose. "I believe that if I go out now, people will definitely panic, and people from the church will receive a report and come and arrest me to accept God's punishment. The reason is consistent with one of the characteristics of a vampire."

Celt glanced at him lazily, and rested his chin on the chair with one hand and crossed his legs casually, "Honey, you are the only human being I raise in captivity, you should be honored."

"Thank you." A smile appeared on Mo Mobai's almost transparent face, he rubbed the center of his brows, and complained to the system in his heart.

In mid-November, a man appeared on the streets of London. He wore a noble and exquisite dress, his long black hair was pressed under a top hat, and his walking posture was elegant and charming.

The man's lips curled into a bewitching curve, luring people to commit crimes.

This is not God's original intention.

The people on the street exclaimed, and the women began to be eager to try, and the bold ones would send out invitations. When the men walked to the area outside the casino, the originally lively scene boiled.

There was a hand on his shoulder behind him, the man turned his head, and the woman standing in front of him was charming, she leaned forward, showing her proud parts, "It will be a beautiful night."

The man showed a gentleman's smile, but it was not the woman skillfully rubbing against him, but the young man walking towards him.

"Good evening, dear V."

Mo Mo put his hands in his pockets, raised his head slightly, "Good evening."

"Sorry, my food is here." The man pushed away the woman with a shocked and disappointed expression on her face, and left holding silent hands.

Night is the time for vampires to hunt for food. From the strange sights around them, Silence found a few differences, similar to fear and fear, because of the men around him.

Two days ago, he met a person, a beautiful woman who should not exist in this world.

The more beautiful the creature, the more dangerous it is.

At that time, he knew that the other party was a vampire, probably because he had been with Celt for a long time, and he had some weird recognition ability.

And when the woman showed her sharp teeth to him, silently pinching a small rhombus-shaped stone in her pocket, a black bat flew in the darkness and bit the woman's perfect face, blood dripping down drop by drop.

"He's my food, remember?"

The woman knelt on the ground in panic, trembling with fear, "Yes, my lord."

At that moment, Silence was sure that the task of this volume was progressing smoothly.

"What are you thinking about?"

The lazy voice in his ear interrupted his silent thoughts, he looked up at the flower shop in the distance, and his eyes moved past the two people whose backs were turned to him.

Selt stopped and raised his silent chin, "Honey, you forgot to answer my question."

"Sorry." Shen Mo pursed his lips, "I was thinking, the street is very lively tonight."

"Because I heard that the king will come tomorrow." Selt squinted his eyes and smiled at the girls who expressed their love to him enthusiastically. The bloodthirsty and cruelty behind the gentleman's back were well hidden. He said, "There are too many people." , the choice of food is more.”

The king is coming?No wonder people are excited, the streets are clean.Silently rolled his eyes, he had already lost the slightest interest in the people and things of this era. During this time, he spent most of his time with a vampire who had lived for thousands of years, constantly bleeding to replenish his blood.

There was a dense crowd nearby, and the proud and elegant aristocrat was not interested in seeing the fresh blood flowing. He turned his head slightly and said to the little civilians beside him, "I'm a little hungry."

But the hunger and longing in the man's eyes were completely opposite to his lazy and magnetic tone. He slowly bent down, letting the boy who only reached a little below his shoulder see clearly-------

It was a wild desire that even God could not help but tremble when he saw it.