The Blood Hourglass

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"Master, are you coming back so soon?" Old Chen asked when he saw Sinmo walked into the living room. Because in the past, every time Sinmo went to the headquarters of the Mi Party, he would never come back before midnight.

"Yeah! How about Jing'er, are you awake?" Sinmo kept thinking about this question on the way back - Will Jing'er already wake up?

"No, Jing'er is still asleep like yesterday." Old Chen replied, while still making tea for Sinmo.

"Oh, I see." Sinmo said weakly, sitting in front of the cafe in the hall. Now that all hopes are lost, it seems that Jing'er really won't wake up lightly.

"Where is Xiaohui?" Xiaohui is usually the first to greet Sinmo, but why is there only Old Chen in the hall today.

"She is upstairs sorting the clothes we took back today! That's not something that can be sorted in a short while." Old Chen replied with a smile, and then brought the brewed black tea to Sinmo.

"Master, can I ask a question?" Old Chen suddenly asked, sitting opposite Sinmo seriously.

"Yes," Sinmo replied after taking a sip of tea.

"It's weird that Miss Jing'er has been sleeping like this, is she sick?" Since the young master brought home the unconscious Jing'er girl that day, this is a question that Old Chen has been thinking about these days. In other words, it is impossible for a normal healthy person to sleep for days and nights without waking up.

"Impossible!" Sinmo replied after thinking for a while. Because he had long known that Jing'er was not a fragile human being, just as the elder Yuan said, with her own ability, let alone getting sick, even injury is impossible. Although she didn't know why she was sent to the hospital last time, he still thinks that what Old Chen said is absolutely impossible.

"Why?" Old Chen couldn't understand why it was impossible for a little human girl to get sick.

"Have you ever seen me sick?" Sinmo asked with a smile looking at Old Chen.

"No." Old Chen has been following their young master since he can remember, so he can be sure that the young master has never been ill, not even a small cold.

"That's right!" Sinmo continued drinking tea.

"But that's because the young master is different from us. The young master doesn't get sick, and it doesn't mean that we won't get sick either!" Although Lao Chen is a bit old, his mind is not at all confused, except that he is sometimes dull. .

"Do you think Jing'er is the same as you?" Sinmo asked with a sly smile.

"I don't know how to say this, but at least I think Miss Jing'er is different from Young Master." Old Chen said one thing he had always believed in, that is, since the first time I saw Jing'er, he thought Jing'er is not the same as Young Master, she is definitely not a blood clan.

"It's not bad for you to say that. But there is one thing, maybe you don't know." Sinmo said vainly.

"What?" Old Chen asked honestly.

"From the point of view of the blood family, I am the kind of vampire that was created, or it can be said to be a blood family of non-pure blood, but it is stronger than ordinary humans. But in the whole blood family, there is still a kind of blood that is not better than me. How many times stronger the blood family is, it is a natural vampire, in other words, it is the blood family of pure blood." Sinmo explained carefully. In fact, this knowledge is not known by ordinary little vampires, but elder-level talents like him will be informed. And it’s not allowed to tell outsiders, but Sinmo never puts these inexplicable rules in his eyes. This is why he is loved by others, and he has no class concept when speaking to anyone. , There is no difference in status.

"The young master meant that Miss Jing'er is a born vampire. But how did you know? Did Miss Jing'er tell you?" Old Chen couldn't think of it. On the surface, Jing'er was just a somewhat unusual temperament. As for a girl, she is not like a vampire at all, especially since she neither **** blood nor is afraid of the sun.

"What do you think this is?" Sinmo asked suddenly, pulling the collar away with his hands.

"It looks like a tooth print!" Old Chen guessed in surprise. This is the first time that Old Chen has seen this kind of thing on the young master's neck, because the young master has always been neatly dressed, every button is well buttoned, and there is no chance to see this.

"You are right. This is the tooth print, the tooth sakura that created my vampire. I think I should have told you before that in order for a human to become a vampire, he must first be sucked by a vampire about half of his blood, and then drink some more. The blood of this vampire. This is the dissolution of blood. And the vampires that can be transformed into this way are the blood of non-pure blood, and their ability is relatively weak." Sinmo is like teaching a child, careful Said, "So it can be seen that vampires without tooth marks on their necks are natural blood, nobles in blood."

"In that case, I haven't looked at carefully whether there are such tooth marks on Miss Jing'er's neck?" Old Chen suddenly realized.

"I've seen it. She has no traces on her neck." Sinmo has been thinking about this issue since that night, but then there was no chance. After Jing'er passed out that day, he took the opportunity to observe it secretly. The result was just as he had expected beforehand-Jing'er was a pure blood.

"However, this alone does not mean that she must be a pure blood. Because ordinary humans don't have tooth prints on their necks?" Lao Chen didn't think of this at first, but now it's better.

"As for this, I can guarantee that she is definitely a vampire." Sinmo said after pouring some tea into the cup.

"Why is the young master so sure that Ms. Jing'er is a vampire? I think she is no different from ordinary girls." Xiaohui walked downstairs and heard the dialogue between Sinmo and the others, and interjected.

"Because I saw her **** blood!" Sinmo turned and stared at Xiaohui and replied.

"No! Master was joking with me!" Xiaohui couldn't believe it. After all, she took care of Jing'er in every possible way these days. From head to toe, she didn't realize that Jing'er had anything. What is different from ordinary little girls.

"No, I didn't joking with you. Do you remember what Jinger said when she had breakfast here last time? Of course I asked her to eat more, but she said she was not hungry because she had a lot of food from the owner. Of course you She must have not understood what she really meant. She meant that the night I went to the vampire restaurant, she sucked a lot of blood from the owner, so she didn’t eat for a few days and was hungry.” Sinmo recalled the situation that night. Still shuddering, after all, it was a rare scene in a thousand years.

"But can vampires see the sun? Could it be that only pure-blooded vampires can see the sun?" Old Chen still thinks it is incredible that vampires can bask in the sun. The sun has burned out, so you can only come out after night falls.

"Whether it is of pure blood or non-pure blood, vampires should not be able to see the sun. As for why Jing'er can live in the sun like you humans, I don't understand it, maybe only Jing'er knows it. "Just now at the secret party headquarters, he discussed this issue with the deputy elders, but they didn't have a clue. So Sinmo has no way to answer them, why Jing'er can eat with relish, go to school under the sun, and will not starve or die of thirst without sucking blood.

"Blood! By the way, blood!" Sinmo yelled suddenly, as if he had discovered a great secret.

"Master, are you hungry?" Xiaohui asked in surprise. After all, it is rare for her to see Master yelling so innocently.

"No, I'm not hungry, I want to say yes, I thought of a way, maybe I can wake up Jing'er." Sinmo said excitedly.

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