He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

He Xichen took every step extremely cautiously. Dmitri's gaze was like a sharp edge, piercing his back. He didn't dare to let go of Ophelia's shoulders, for fear that the little girl would be stared at by this tiger in the next moment. Vampires take away.

Only among vampires can there be such an overwhelming power to suppress.He Xichen has only drank blood a few times in the past 20 years, and his strength is so poor that even a newborn kid dares to yell at him. as simple as that.

"Ophelia, if you see that person in the future, immediately walk away." He Xichen warned in a low voice.

"He, he's a vampire?!" Ophelia raised her head from the black suit on her head.

He Xichen blinked: "You're quite clever."

"I can tell by your fearful expression." Ophelia jumped over the small puddle lightly, and said, "If he is a human being, Master Laixiu will not be afraid, he must be a character who cannot stand up to it!"

"This cleverness is good, keep it up, and if you encounter this kind of thing in the future—" Before He Xichen finished speaking, Ophelia suddenly touched the black iron cross on her neck, and said viciously: "I will use pure A silver dagger pierces his heart!"

The sterling silver dagger is the slayer of vampires.

"Courage is commendable, but you are not encouraged to do this. You have small arms and legs, and you were swung on the ground before you even took out the knife!" He Xichen carried Ophelia to Huygens at the intersection. The family carriage, "See you tomorrow."

He waved his hand, and a small sealed test tube loomed in his collar.

"See you tomorrow." Ofelia returned the suit jacket to He Xichen, "By the way, I actually came to tell you that Murray has arrived in Anruel and is now reporting to the Holy See."

The church building with a towering spire is located in a quiet neighborhood in the city. The colorful stained glass windows are painted with ancient religious fables, and the sunlight shines through the glass into the interior of the church, creating a mysterious and solemn sense of fate.

After multiple checks, Murray walked along the circular corridor to the office of Archbishop Claudius.His hands were folded in his sleeves, his expression was indifferent and pious, in the eyes of those who didn't know, he was just an ordinary priest.

"You are Davidovich who is in charge of Fast?" Claudius put his hand on the armrest of the red-backed high chair, with a silver ring on his thumb, and his short dark brown hair was combed meticulously.

Murray bowed his head respectfully: "Yes, Your Excellency."

Claudius' eyes were dark black, not as gentle as He Xichen's black pupils, but rather majestic.He suddenly asked, "Are you friends with Laishu Becquerel?"

Murray raised his eyes and answered calmly, "No."

Claudius smiled, and the laughter echoed in the empty hall. He couldn't tell whether it was belief or doubt. He continued to ask, "Do you know that he is a vampire?"

"He's not a vampire." Murray's voice was calm and determined. "I've never heard of such a thing. Master Becquerel is a very devout believer, and he goes to church to pray every day."

"That's not the same as the rumors I've heard."

"Rumours are just rumors."

Claudius stood up slowly and pressed Murray's right shoulder: "I hope you can swear by your loyalty to God. If you tell a lie, your soul will be harvested by the devil and you will fall into hell and never die be redeemed."

The archbishop is usually not such a pushy person, but this matter involved Ophelia, he was already calm if he didn't run directly in front of He Xichen and kill her.

Watching Ophelia grow up, stumbling through her youthful years, and seeing her more and more like the woman who was wrongly killed by him, Claudius felt more guilt and remorse.Sometimes I woke up in the middle of the night, kneeling in front of the cross to repent, my back wet with sweat, but I couldn't escape the painful psychological torture.

That was a sin that he could not redeem in his life. He could only treat Ophelia doubly well, and it was even more difficult for the hypocritical and brutal vampire to hurt her even the slightest bit.

"Davidovich, please swear." Claudius ordered without refusal.

Murray's reddish-brown eyes were calm, and he said in a deep voice: "I swear by my loyalty to God, if there is even half a lie, it will not end well."

Claudius finally smiled with satisfaction, and took out a small glass bottle containing a colorless transparent liquid from his pocket: "This is holy water blessed by God, take it for the young master of the Becquerel family to drink. If he was a human being, he would be safe; if he was a vampire, the blood in his body would be instantly evaporated.

"Davydovich, you performed very well in the siege operation two months ago, and you did a great job. The Berry Church is evaluating the bishop candidate, and your hopes are very high."

Murray glanced at him and thought—those dark eyes are a nuisance.Holding the small glass bottle in his hand, he respectfully replied: "Yes, Your Excellency."

The roof above the front of the office is a large rose window surrounded by reliefs of angels and goddesses. The sunlight passes through the window to form a pure beam of light.Murray pushed the door out, bathed in the beam of light, looked up, and found a story recorded in the "Code of Laws" on the flower window.

The god befriends a vampire masquerading as a human, and the vampire ends up thrusting a sword into the god's throat while a sterling silver dagger sinks into his chest.

A satirical story.

The cover of the "Law Code" is full of words praising benevolence, righteousness and morality. When you open the book, every page is full of deceit, hypocrisy and vicious curses.

On the crowded street, Murray walked alone, the glass bottle in his hand was warmed.He opened the glass stopper and swallowed the "God's Blessing" without any hesitation, as if drinking a glass of ordinary spring water.

All curses come to me!God damn it!Fuck your confession!To go to hell is something after death!

***

Ophelia's coming-of-age ceremony was very grand and grand. Although the Holy See did not participate in the affairs of the secular world, it also sent many gifts.She reservedly smiled and saluted the congratulatory guests, until she saw He Xichen and Murray in the corner of the courtyard, the exhaustion in her heart was swept away, and she was really happy.

Almost all the powerful and influential people in Anluer were present, except for the Becquerel family. The reason for this was unspoken.He Xichen hid low-key beside the rosebushes. If he came to visit rashly, if his identity was known, he might be taken as someone who came to make trouble. He could only hide where there were few people. Fortunately, Murray was with him.

This guy took off his black abstinence robe and put on a shirt and vest. He also looked like a dog.

"I suddenly remembered that you are only 27 years old." He Xichen touched his chin and said heavily, "I always thought you were an old scholar in his 40s when you were quiet!"

Murray snorted coldly: "You are also 20 years old, why do you still look like a ten-year-old child?"

He Xichen grinned and leaned on him, "It's fine for us to be average." Looking forward, he saw Ophelia walking towards them with a dragging skirt, "Yo, finally a real one came. young people."

Ophelia is wearing a white floor-to-ceiling whalebone skirt, with lace folds that are complicated but not complicated, and the small waist that sticks out in the middle makes people feel stomachache just by looking at it.The protagonist of the coming-of-age ceremony was the most eye-catching. At this time, everyone found He Xichen and Murray hiding in the corner, and couldn't help whispering.

He Xichen, who had never seen such a big storm before, calmly raised his wine glass to signal them.

"You're not shy," Murray said.

"We didn't do anything bad, so we're afraid that others will see it?" He Xichen shrugged his shoulders, and then reached out to support Ophelia.The girl looked innocent, but her toes were swollen into big lumps.

"Ahhh, I still have to walk for two hours in this outfit!" Ophelia twisted her sore ankle slightly with He Xichen's strength, "Help me, Lexiu, Murray!" She was pitiful He turned to his only friend for help.

He Xichen sneered mercilessly: "Don't forget that there will be an opening dance later! Take it easy!"

Murray reprimanded displeasedly: "Lexiu, don't scare her!" Then he lifted Ophelia's other arm, "Come on."

Ophelia's legs went limp from the blow, and she almost went limp on the ground.

The two patiently listened to the girl's many complaints and inadvertent coquettishness, and nodded in response from time to time. Suddenly, they saw a pair of luxuriously dressed aristocratic couples with their heads held high like proud fighting cocks, approaching arm in arm.

"Ophelia, don't you want to introduce your friend?" The woman's voice was high-pitched and piercing, and a pair of mean eyes swept He Xichen and Murray back and forth.

Ophelia saluted them, and called respectfully and distantly: "Father, mother, they are my friends, Lexiu and Murray."

The woman quickly judged the message of "these are two poor boys" from the clothes of He Xichen and Murray, and then arrogantly raised her chin: "I think it is more in line with your identity to associate with Master Isaac, Ofelie Ya, I hope you can make a wise choice for the opening dance later."

The three of them kept the same fake smiles, and Ophelia coped with it until the fighting cock couple left, she covered her face with a long sigh, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry, my parents are more... more snobbish. .”

Eighteen years ago, Huygens was just a poor family. The birth of Ophelia seemed to bring good luck to the family. The favor of the Holy See made Huygens' power flourish, and he even dared to compete with the behemoth Becquerel.

"We only make friends with you, not Huygens as a whole." He Xichen said warmly.

Murray frowned: "I seem to know the reason why you fled to Fast." Ophelia smiled awkwardly, and finally made a bitter face.

He Xichen couldn't see others being unhappy, especially if this person was his friend: "Little girl, today is your coming-of-age ceremony, tell me, who do you want to dance with?"

Ophelia raised her head and looked at He Xichen in confusion.

"Mrs. Huygens wants you to dance with a young man called Isaac. I ask you, do you like him?"

She shook her head slowly.

"Okay." He Xichen let go of his hands and feet, and said, "You are the biggest today, and you have to listen to everything. If you don't want to dance with him, then don't dance with him. I'm afraid there will be no one you like at this banquet," He hooked Murray's shoulder, "Then it's just the two of us, you can choose!"

"What do you mean?" Ophelia tilted her head in a daze.

Murray said with a rare gentle smile: "Fool." The words he said were not very gentle.

At the other end of the banquet far away, the silver-haired man wearing a black top hat glanced at the direction of the three of them, chatting and laughing with the nobles calmly, but his mental activities seriously did not match his handsome appearance.

Was it already a love triangle?No, this violates my settings.

Dmitry thought in distress, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth to smile—it doesn't matter, it doesn't affect the plot.

The sky is getting dark, and the coming-of-age ceremony dance officially begins.In the resplendent hall, the crystal chandelier spreads soft light.After the Huygenses had finished their lengthy prologue, it was finally time for Ophelia to invite her partner.

Isaac adjusted his tie triumphantly under the envious eyes of the people around him, but there was an uproar, and the handsome black-haired young man led the nervous Ophelia into the center of the dance floor.Mrs. Huygens had no time to make a beak, and then she heard the beautiful classical waltz music, and then the boys and girls in pairs also stepped onto the dance floor.

The steps of the court dance are solemn and unassuming, and the skirt decorated with gemstones and flowers draws beautiful arcs in the air.Lyrical and melodious music flowed from the musician's fingertips, and finally came to Ophelia's pearl ring.

"Mrs. Huygens' eyes seem to be eating me." He Xichen whispered in her ear.

"Wow! How do I feel that she is going to eat me!" Ophelia said, but her eyes were full of stars.The two stared at each other and couldn't help laughing at the same time.

They stepped on the tacit and elegant dance steps and came to the edge of the dance floor.He Xichen suddenly took a step back, and then the red-haired priest took her hand, his coherent movements didn't even attract anyone's attention.

The black-haired young man stood outside the dance floor, his eyes moved with their dancing posture, and his eyes were full of warm smiles.At this time, he did not expect that such a beautiful and dreamy scene would not last long after all. After the music stopped, the bloody reality began.

"I've made up my mind. I'm going to leave Huygens and go to teach in Fast." Ophelia stood on tiptoe and put her hand on Murray's shoulder. "Sometimes too anxious thinking will make it difficult for me to move forward." .”

Murray smiled: "If you decide something, don't let other people influence your thoughts."

"Well! At that time, Laixiu probably also went to the sea of ​​flowers in the north. We can visit him together during the holidays." She talked about the prospect of her hope, as if the unattainable future was already at her fingertips.

The last note dissipated in the air, and the song ended. The boy bowed down to salute, and the girl raised her skirt to salute.The gradually warm air was filled with the scent of perfume, and the lights dimmed suddenly.

"The climax of the story is coming!"

A low, mature male voice resounded throughout the hall, trembling with excitement.The unexplained nobles chattered in low voices, but He Xichen's heart sank suddenly. The small test tube bottle on his chest was pressed against the cold skin, and the red blood inside seemed to emit a restless bubble.

The crystal chandelier was turned on again, and Dmitri sat on it with his long legs crossed. The chandelier swayed back and forth, making a toothache sound.

He took off his hat and saluted like an elegant gentleman: "Good evening, Miss Ophelia, I fell in love with you at first sight."