Withered

Of course, along with it, there is another legend that too many people died because of the Black Death, and the resentful and unwilling souls lingered here for a long time, unwilling to leave, so the clock tower is often haunted .

Will Nosley be afraid?No, he wasn't at all, because he could prove that there was no ghost there, and if there must be, someone might have seen him by chance, oh, he already looked like a ghost.

Nosley didn't hesitate. At this time, everyone was already sleeping peacefully. He slipped out quietly, and sneaked back before dawn. No one would find out. Anyway, he didn't have to go to class tomorrow.Since getting this burn on his face, he doesn't like to talk very much, because every time he speaks and pulls the muscles on his face, he goes from "like a demon" to "becoming a demon".

They all thought he was a quiet person, but they were very wrong. Nosley was restless in his bones. One thing that can be proved is that after the elder sister Bessie beat the carpenter's daughter, he went to The carpenter's daughter made a grimace in front of her. You know, he made a grimace again, but the carpenter's daughter dared to stay at home for many days and did not dare to come out.

What a bad boy.

Because the door was locked and Mrs. Brown had the key, Nosley chose to go out through the window.He stepped lightly on the eaves and jumped into the grass. Except for the arm that was scraped by the dead branches, the rest was unscathed. He opened his hands, just like the animal trainer in the circus accepting at the end of the performance. The applause of the crowd is the same.

Then he slipped out of the yard smoothly.Sheng Dexiu's school was a little far away. In the dark night, there was nothing on the road except the occasional carriage, so he ran.There was a muffled thunder in the sky, he yelled, and laughed again, like a reckless deer, running nimbly in the streets and alleys, turning over the yard of a house, and jumping out again, oh, It wasn't that he wanted to show off his dexterity, but it was a short way to get to the clock tower across the courtyard.

The Bessies knew their jaws would drop if their younger brother, who was in constant need of their protection, was not as frail as he appeared.

Nosley pushed open the gate of the clock tower. The gate used to be made of iron, but it was stolen. Later, the mayor of Harder Town replaced it with a thin and brittle iron plate to block it, otherwise It rained heavily, and the accumulated water here was enough for a group of ducks to live on.

He ran so fast and for a long time that he couldn't hold back his breathing, the panting sound broke the silence in the tower, and it seemed that a slight echo could be heard on the empty first floor.

Although it was very dark inside, Nosley was familiar with everything here. He touched the stairs without any handrails. He walked along the spiral stairs and counted them step by step in his mind. When he reached the 208th step, it was the top floor.

The windows on the top floor were not big, but enough light leaked in.

Nosley was lying in front of the window. Through this window, he could almost see the entire sleepy Hade Town. The streets were uneven, and occasionally there were carriage lights flashing past, like ghosts moving through Hade Town. middle.

Here, Nosley was the closest to the sky, and the dark cloud seemed to be right in front of him. After the faint lightning passed, he heard thunder roaring from a distance.

"Tap." Suddenly, there was such a voice in the tower, and Nosley swore that it was definitely not made by him.The sound seemed to come from downstairs, because it was too quiet in the tower, and it came up layer by layer.If it wasn't the wind that was making fun of it, then someone else was.

He quickly hid behind a pillar in the shadows, and sure enough, after a while, the sound grew louder, Nosley thought, like the heel of a man's shoe hitting the floor, if you ask why not It could be a woman's, oh please, ladies don't make such impudent noises.

It's just that it's so late, who will come to the tower?Nosley squinted his eyes and stared at the stairs.

To his surprise, no one appeared at the stairs, but suddenly a cold object approached him and whispered in his ear: "Oh my god, baby, what are you looking at?"

Nosley was so frightened that he yelled and ran out from behind the pillar. In the darkness, he only saw the figure with his hands in his pockets, and he seemed to be looking at him with his head tilted.

He swallowed, terrified in his heart, his heart was beating so fast that he felt a pain, he shook his lips and said, "No...you stand there, don't come over, or I'll show you look!"

The man laughed lightly, Nosri felt chills all over his body, and felt that his scalp was about to explode. He could only use his only "weapon" to continue threatening: "What I said is true! I, I..."

He had a very bad premonition - no one was around here, that person was obviously a young man, he couldn't beat him, and he couldn't run away from him. When he thought of this, if that person wanted his life, then he There was no strength to resist at all, and his bad premonition was that that person really wanted his life, and he would die here tonight.

To be honest, he was about to cry, he turned around and ran towards the stairs, but within two steps, that person seemed to be flying, and suddenly appeared in front of him again, at this moment, the light from the window just hit him, a bolt of lightning In the past, Nosley saw that man's red eyes and two pointed teeth outside his lips, he stared at Nosley's arm and said, "It's a delicious breath, isn't it?"

vampire?vampire!Nosley fell to the ground, trembling all over his body, uttered one or two syllables "ah, ah", but couldn't say a word. After all, this is a terrible thing for anyone, let alone him Only ten years old.

The vampire squatted down, pinched Nosley's cheek with its jaws, looked at it, and then looked at Nosley's arm.It was the smell that drew him there—a few drops of blood oozed there, scratched by a dead twig in the grass.

His eyes became even redder, and he picked up the drop of blood with his long nails, and licked it with the tip of his tongue.Nosley suddenly felt it was a pity. If he had known, he would have eaten two extra pies tonight.

Fortunately, a deep voice suddenly saved him: "Stop, Freeman." The vampire immediately put down Nosley, stood up, put his right hand on his left chest, and bowed respectfully in a certain direction.

At this moment, Nosri was covered in cold sweat, and he finally couldn't hold it anymore, his eyes darkened, and he fainted.

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Let me commemorate, there are still 3 hours to take the Western Economics exam-come on, make it~~~ Derivatives and so on, let him go!

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