kiss the night

The Red Moon Castle has stood in the south of Renal City for many years and has been closed all year round. However, in recent days, vehicles have frequently driven in.

A low-key black car bypassed the mountain road and slowly stopped in front of the castle.

The sky had just turned pale, and the whole mountain was shrouded in blue-gray mist. The moist water vapor spread along with the thick fog, and wet the black robe of the person who got out of the car.

The explanation given in the local old saying is "rainy". In fact, this place is indeed located on the windward side of the coast, with abundant rainfall all year round, lush vegetation growth, and a long history, which has nourished many strange stories and legends. .

Or maybe those ghost stories and legends are true, this point, even the local old people can't tell clearly.

Once upon a time, there was a song among the children at the foot of the mountain:

Ah, ah, crow, do you have tail feathers?

Yes, sir.Yes, sir.

Three tail feathers.

One for the farmer in the mud,

One for the whore in the alley,

And one for the red-eyed bat that followed them. *

It is said that such nursery rhymes were originally sung together with the melody of the harp, but with the progress of the times, quality education began to become popular, and parents forbade their children to sing such weird songs, so such childish singing became less common. stand up.

However, the farmers in the fields are still plowing, the prostitutes in the alleys are still standing in the riverside area soliciting customers, and the red-eyed bats...

Father Blake's health was deteriorating, and his severe lung disease made every breath he made sound like a broken accordion. He covered his mouth and coughed, looking at the tall and majestic castle in front of him, and sighed.

A black shadow appeared at the gate of the castle. Gilbert stood there expressionless, like an immovable sculpture. His blue eyes were looking at Father Black. The meaning of front support.

"Good day, Monsieur Father."

"Good day, sir." Father Black tightened his robe and followed Gilbert into the castle.

This is the second time he has come to Red Moon Castle within a week. The first time he took the initiative to visit the door, but this time he was summoned by Laurentine.Father Blake folded one hand on the cross hanging on his chest, and leaned on a cane in the other hand, and he never raised his eyes to look around the castle during the march. On the contrary, facing the When looking at the luxurious and magnificent castle, he always hangs his head, and that should not be entirely out of humility.

"I know Father, you really don't want to set foot in my castle." A deep voice came from the winding staircase of the castle. Laurentine appeared in front of Father Blake wearing a loose silk shirt, with his light golden hair hanging behind him. The reflection under the light is comparable to the silk on the body.

"Good day, Your Excellency the Duke." Father Black bowed, "I know, these days are not peaceful, otherwise you would not let people enter the castle easily."

Laurentine smiled, made a "please" gesture, and sat down on the sofa with Father Black.

"Father Black and I are considered old friends, so there is no need for extra greetings. I called you here today because of my kind. Oh, although I really disdain the company of such a guy who has no self-control."

Father Black nodded, and he squeezed the cross in his hand tighter: "Recently, the public opinion outside is very bad. With all due respect, my lord, the people of the Holy See have paid attention to what happened here, although you have always dealt with the Holy See Goodness, but after all, it is alien to human beings, and if this continues, disputes are inevitable."

Laurentine listened to Father Blake's various analysis, his expression didn't change much. He picked up a delicate ivory white porcelain teapot to refill two cups of black tea, pushed one of the cups in front of the priest, and put the other cup in front of himself without move.

Father Blake watched his movements and sighed silently.

Laurentine suddenly changed the subject: "Mr. Priest, do you still remember the last time I went back to Renal?"

Father Blake's thoughts were interrupted by him, he coughed twice, and looked up, as if he was recalling something, in fact, he was indeed trying to recall the past.

"Maybe it was 40 years ago, or maybe it was longer..." His voice revealed a vicissitudes that cannot be concealed, the flesh on his cheeks drooped, and the corners of his eyes were full of traces left by the years, "I was still a child at that time , survived by your life-saving grace, my lord. And now I am old, heck, you can also see that my body like mine may not have much time in this world, but you are still so young, see you again At that time, I was really surprised, as if the years have not left any traces on you."

When Father Blake said these words, he couldn't help staring at Laurentine in a trance. His eyes were very complicated, which could neither be described as envy nor hostility against others.

But then again, it is a miracle that a clergyman sworn to God and a vampire prince sit together and talk peacefully face to face.

"Decades." Laurentine played with the sapphire ring on his finger, he hooked the corners of his lips, "Decades are too long for human beings, enough to change a person, but for me, It’s like a short trip, a relaxing weekend, or a hike somewhere a little further out.”

"..." Father Black remained silent.

"This time is not enough to change my view of human beings." Laurentine stopped playing with the ring, and he stared at the old priest in front of him, "I know what you are worried about, Father Blake. I still think that we have signed a contract with the Holy See. The contract is a good thing for both parties, and of course it will not be touched by nothing, so I called you this time to remind you that a group of guys with malicious intentions have also come to Renal City."

Father Blake opened his eyes wide, and there was still clearly visible fear in his cloudy and aging eyes: "What do you mean, my lord?"

"It's a mixed blood." Laurentine's expression also became serious, and he shook his head like self-deprecating, "Everything in this world follows a law, that is, the winner is king, and even vampires with extremely long lifespans are not immune... ...However, since I am here, I will naturally be responsible for my territory and remove some moths."

"My lord." Mr. Black's hand holding the cross trembled.

"I need some time." Laurentine said, "The police have no way to give any answers to the beast attack and the fire, but maybe the church can." He turned his gaze back to the old priest in front of him Body, with a different kind of deep meaning.

After hesitating for a moment, Father Black let out a long breath.

The sun rises and climbs higher and higher along the hillside, like a smooth and dazzling disc, which emits warm light, dispels the dense fog in the mountains, penetrates the leaves, penetrates the glass, and is still isolated in the end. Outside the thick flannel curtains in Red Moon Castle.

Relying on his biological clock for many years, Yan Zhao woke up from his sleep. However, he failed to maintain a clear mind like before. On the contrary, since the dispute with Laurentine, Yan Zhao has been in a state of chaos—— He became extremely lethargic and extremely hungry.

In less than a few days, he could clearly feel that his weight had lost a lot, and his strength seemed to be smashed from the middle by someone, and his whole body fell into a weak state.

The bed under him is softer than ever before. I don't know what it is made of. It seems like a soft cloud that can easily wrap the person on the bed. The quilt on his body is also very light, light but warm, exuding Has a lovely rose scent.

Yan Zhao propped himself up, lifted the bed curtain, and soon, the maid guarding his room raised her eyes and asked him what he needed.

Yan Zhao felt ashamed, even if there was a bed curtain hanging from the outside of the big bed, no one could see inside while sleeping, and no one could accept that there was someone guarding the room [-]/[-], and it was a woman.Anyway, Yan Zhao is also a normal adult man, he still has basic sexual knowledge and shame, but he doesn't even know him when he spends the night in such a room... What's the matter!

Of course he raised dissatisfaction with such a thing, but the maid was still not replaced.

"She's here just to take care of you," Laurentine explained.

However, Yan Zhao knew the truth of the matter - this maid was sent to monitor him.

Ever since he realized that Laurentine was not a human being, and might even be a vampire, Yan Zhao's first thought was to run away... Nonsense, who's first reaction would be after facing such a sudden magical event that overturned the world view? Didn't he run away?What's more, Yan Zhao was still thinking about the fire, what happened to the people inside?What about Si Qi?

Si Qi...

Although it was only a few days, Yan Zhao felt a little strange when he mentioned this name.

He didn't know what was going on with him. In short, all the traces left by the memories of the past seemed to be fading. This fading feeling didn't mean that he didn't remember. On the contrary, Yan Zhao still clearly remembered everything that happened in the past. , but every time I recalled it, the emotional fluctuations in my heart became much smaller.

For example, his rationality allowed him to confirm Si Qi's news, but emotionally speaking, he didn't seem to be very curious about it.

This is a very contradictory psychology, which troubles Yan Zhao.

He woke up the next day and asked Laurentine to go back to the city. Laurentine refused because he was not in good health. On the third day, the fourth day...

Laurentine could always come up with all kinds of excuses, in short, he didn't allow Yan Zhao to step out of the castle.

Yanzhao was under house arrest, and this knowledge made him feel terrified. He thought of many bad behaviors of strange European nobles in history, for fear that Laurentine would grab a chain from somewhere and tie himself to the bed, and Or, simply disarm and throw into the dungeon.