murder poppy

Matthew lived in the study tonight, the bedroom was oozing coolness under the moonlight, the closed curtains distorted the light, and the floor was spread like ribbons.

Manda was wearing a casual robe and nestled in a soft and warm embroidered quilt, and the lace-trimmed window curtains were tied on both sides. The window curtains and bed boards just surrounded the window and the moonlight frame on the ground. Manda blinked and remained motionless Staring at the light floating on the ground.

The night wind blows slowly in the house.

"Boom-thump-"

The knock on the door awakened the "doll" lying on the bed, Manda got up, put on a robe, and opened the door.

"Mrs. Manda." Andre stood outside the door, staring down at this woman like a female rabbit.

Seeing her, Manda felt a little nervous, and kept looking back to see if there were other people following her.

"Unfortunately, I'm the only one." Andre interrupted Manda's look, and smiled at her, "Would you like me to come in and sit down?"

Andre's smile is beautiful, it is a kind of astonishment that the glacier suddenly melted and turned into flames, but Manda couldn't appreciate such an elegant smile, her flesh and blood felt cold because of the close contact with the vampire.

Manda flinched and let the door open: "Please... please come in."

"Don't be nervous, ma'am." Andre patted her shoulder with his palm and walked into the bedroom.

"Mr. Matthew hasn't had time to tell you yet, he hopes we can take you out of the South District."

Manda looked at him blankly, then lowered his eyes and nodded sadly: "It's good to leave here."

"Mr. Matthew has a different kind of affection for the South District, what about you, ma'am." Andre looked at Manda's suspicious eyes and asked, "Do you have any reluctance for the South District?"

Manda was silent for a while, shaking his head and said, "No, I just need to follow Matthew. What are you doing here?"

"Your husband handed over the notes to Blood Hunter. After leaving the Southern District, as long as your whereabouts are not checked by the royal family, you can live a happy and ordinary life until you disappear."

Hearing this, Manda's body stiffened for a moment, and the drooping head made it impossible for Andre to see her expression clearly.

There was worry and a touch of joy in the air.She is a worried little woman, joy and ordinary life, anxiety and the unknown life after leaving her hometown.

Andre frowned. At this moment, he hated his instantaneous interpretation of emotions.The consideration of human nature is a set of thinking system, layer by layer, and Andre has tried and tested repeatedly, and has a thorough understanding of human beings.

But Manda is different.He was able to disassemble this woman with a measuring stick, and after getting a reasonable answer, there were loopholes everywhere.

Manda has always shown fear and awe in front of him, trembling, asking and speaking, never saying too much.

Andre couldn't find any flaws in her, so he returned with a lack of interest.

Halfway through the long and narrow corridor, Andre stopped and looked at the moonlit window.

A bat with brown-red eyes was parked on the window sill, with a rich and elegant figure.Sensing Andre's eyes, the bat stretched its wings and showed a not-so-good-looking smile as a greeting.

Andre stared at the bat for a while, then called out his name: "Dai Zhu."

Even if he turns into a bat, Dai Zhu's oriental qualities are easy to recognize.

Leisurely and magnanimous, with a lingering book atmosphere, it is a rare trait in the land of Weisennuoer.

"Good evening, Andre." Dai Zhu changed back into a human form, mostly shrunk in the shadows, and greeted Andre with a greeting.

There were several unhealed blood holes on his exposed neck, and his face was pale.

Dai Zhu will not be affected by the holy artifact, and his self-healing ability is not as strong as that of the blood clan.As strong as his mind is, so fragile is his body.

"Mrs. Manda is a unique human being, isn't she?" Dai Zhu straightened up and spoke familiarly.

Andre didn't want to talk to him too much at first, but still gave Dai Zhu his eyes after hearing Manda.

People who are good at reading minds are more sensitive, and Andre instinctively took precautions.

Dai Zhu raised his hands, "It's just a guess. To read your mind, the price is not small."

"Mrs. Manda has a strong heart. Her loyalty to love is higher than morality and humanity." Dai Zhu smiled in admiration, "What a magical and admirable woman."

"I enjoyed the process of diagnosis and treatment with her. She is different from others. She is pure and knows what she wants to do and what she wants."

"It's another manda who did the diagnosis and treatment with you."

Dai Zhu didn't deny or answer.

"What are you trying to say?" Andre asked, narrowing his eyes.

"That human of yours doesn't seem to trust you very much."

"To sow dissension is a very low-level method."

Dai Zhu made a helpless gesture: "I am kind, we are blood race, blood race and human beings will never be the same kind of people..."

The sharp fingertips were pinned on the unhealed wound on the neck, Dai Zhu closed his mouth knowingly, and nodded to Andre, expressing his obedience.

Andre rubbed his neck, without any ambiguity, full of exploration and threats: "When will you say such things?"

"This is a fact."

"The monster between humans and vampires is you, Dai Zhu."

Dai Zhu accepted Andre's "slander" completely, and was even honored: "I didn't stay with a human. Spending too much time on humans is always a wrong choice, and the blood race is your race."

"I don't need a sense of identity and belonging." Andre looked at the calm vampire in front of him, and Dai Zhu's sense of disobedience was undoubtedly revealed.

"You are different from what I remember." Andre said.

"Everyone will change." Dai Zhu said, "How about leaving that hunter who doesn't know how to behave? It's easy to find an obedient human being."

"Your delusion is too much, I don't have that kind of need for Lyons, I refuse your invitation." Andre stabbed a few blood beads on his pale neck, "Or do you really want to experience the feeling of suffocation again? ?”

The cool skin under his hands twitched.Strictly speaking, Dai Zhu cannot be regarded as a real vampire.

He hates killing, he hates violence.He is more like a human being with a long life, who has no desires and desires, and has no hobbies other than observation.

Compared with Andre's temperament of experiencing blood and killing, Dai Zhu looks much more harmless.

Stay away from the blood clan, firstly because Dai Zhu doesn't like this clan, and secondly because that bloody, absurd place is no different from hell to Dai Zhu.

In the face of death and violence, Dai Zhu can't feel beauty, he can only feel fear.

Dai Zhu shrunk his neck and said with a smile: "It's really rude."

Before Andre showed a smile, Dai Zhu was keenly aware of the danger, and with a bang, he turned back into a rich bat with brown-red eyes, leaving a few strands of hair on Andre's fingertips, and the figure fled in a panic The "devil's claws" landed on the window lattice.

"You don't understand humans at all." The bat grinned, paused for a moment and laughed again, "You don't understand yourself, Andre."

Before Andre could react, the bat flapped its wings and flew away.

Although the concluding remarks are aura enough, it almost has two words written on its body as it flies away - "cherish life".

Dai Zhu walked resolutely, and Andre retracted his sharp claws, and a few strands of gray fluff fell from his fingertips. If Dai Zhu left later, he might not have harvested a plump bat head at this moment.

The candlesticks in the guest room were extinguished, and the moonlight only left a lonely beam of light miserly, which was still twisted between the "squeaks" of the wooden door.

Andre entered the guest room silently, except for the opening and closing of the wooden door, he couldn't even hear his breathing.

Lyons' sleeping posture was very regular, lying in the middle of the bed, if it wasn't for his chest rising and falling, he would think that what was lying there was a delicate and beautiful wooden puppet.

Andre put his hands on the edge of the bed, leaned over slowly, and stopped when the golden hair fell on Lyons' cheek.

Hunter's face was tough, his skin was not fair, his eyebrows were thick, but the edges were not messy, just like Lioness, with a rigid look.

His eyelashes were thick and long, and when he opened his eyes, the sharp eyes covered the softness of the eyelashes.And when he closes his eyes, he seems to be caught in the sharp edge of the scabbard, hiding the turbulent waves under the silence.

Andre thought carefully about Dai Zhu's words, and stared at the sleeping hunter as if he had fallen into a trance, until the moon set and the sun rose.

Matthew quickly ordered the carriage and arranged for him to leave the city. The southern district was already a place of right and wrong for him, and the later he left, the easier it would be for the royal family to notice.

Dawn Crow's psychiatrist disappeared, but the royal family did nothing and did not investigate further with Matthew.The confrontation with Dai Zhu that night was like a dream. If the person in the dream didn't mention it, outsiders would not know about it.

Lions wrote a letter to Nord in advance, asking Andre to use the bat to speed up and send him back to the North District.

Before they set off, the reply letter had been delivered.

Nord welcomed the arrival of Matthew and Manda, but Nord was unaware of the missing backtracking formation in the notes.

Matthew is good at keeping secrets, at least in terms of protecting the forbidden law, Lions is grateful and admires Matthew.

The distance from the South District to the North District was not short, but the royal family seemed to know nothing about it and did nothing.

Before entering the North District, while Manda was baking black bread, Lyons sat down beside Matthew, took out the note and put it in his hand: "Mr. Matthew, we have received your sincerity."

Matthew shook his head, indicating that it should be.

Lyons flipped through the notes, put two inconspicuous tear marks in front of Matthew, and said, "But it's obvious that you have reservations."

"Human spells are not worth mentioning in front of the vampires. Unfortunately, my advisor can understand your notes. Here," Lioness tapped his notes, "there is no spell that can restore your life."

Matthew's face froze, he hesitated and missed the opportunity to pretend to be surprised.

"I need a reason." Lioness closed his notebook.

"I want to leave a way out." Matthew said, "It's not that I don't trust you, it's safest to keep some things secret."

"Even your best friend?"

"Even if it's my best friend."

Matthew answered decisively, and Lioness looked at him, and only got a frank look.

"A secret should be a secret," Matthew said. "This is the experience of the war."

"I'm sorry I didn't give you the complete notes, Lyons, but what I said is the truth, and I have no reservations except for the backtracking spell."

Matthew was prepared for Lyons' suspicions, but the young hunter just glanced at him and hid the notes when Manda came with the black bread.

"I agree with you, Mr. Matthew." Lyons said, "Secrets should be secrets."

"What are you talking about?" Manda cut open the black bread, soaked it in goat's milk and baked it softly, and put a few slices of bacon on it. The aroma of the food diffused strongly into the air and into the nostrils.

"There's nothing to talk about, it smells delicious." Matthew changed the topic and took the black bread from Manda's hand.

Manda brought four servings of food, and kept one in his hand, looking at Andre, who was not gregarious in the distance, hesitant.

"Give it to me, he likes human food." Lyons stretched out his hand, thought for a while and added, "If it looks delicious."