He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

"The once prosperous capital of Anluer has now become a den of vampires. The Duke of Becquerel, who has been lurking among humans for hundreds of years, tore away the hypocrisy and extended his claws to innocent people. "Travel Daily" reminds you that you can Detours must be detours, no detours... Please wash your neck clean."

"Look what it says about me as an unforgivable, culpable, and heinous bandit leader!" Nicholas threw the newspaper on the table in dissatisfaction, and angrily drank the amber rum in the goblet, " At best, I would buy blood on the black market, where did I kill someone?"

Juliet, who looks like a girl, has a Persian blanket on her shoulders, and her white and tender toes are painted with coral red rouge.The chubby orange cat nestled in her arms, lazily glanced at him with golden eyes, as if taking the place of the owner, Liang Sisi said with disdain: "Idiot."

...that's not cute.

Nicholas missed that innocent little girl back then—with a blushing face, restrained shame, twinkling eyes, she was almost the dream lover of all vampires.Later, he was tossed in the arms of all kinds of women, Juliet was lost, awakened, and crazy, and finally the trajectories of the two people intersected again, like an endlessly entangled rope, an inextricable knot.

The quiet air is filled with a faint aroma of wine, which slowly sinks into the lungs through the moist airway.Half drooping eyelids covered the blood-red eyeballs, Nicholas suddenly bent down and hugged Juliet, kissing her soft brow.Juliet naturally leaned her head on his shoulder, and the black cat under the table stretched, jumped onto his other shoulder, and lazily rubbed against his cheek.

"There's news about Lexiu."

The half bottle of rum on the table and the glass of the wine cabinet shattered in an instant, the shards flew, and the liquor splashed everywhere.Juliet raised her head, her eyes were red, her voice was hoarse, and her sharp nails dug into his arm: "Where?!"

Nicholas kissed her eyelids, and said with a light smile, "You have to calm down, something... terrible happened..."

***

There was a dull sound of falling water from the well outside the house, and then the sound of Lingling breaking water. Mr. Grant struggled to lift the wooden bucket to clean the manes of the three black horses beside the stable.Two four- and five-year-old girls on the threshold gnawed rough bread, and listened to Natasha humming a lively song in the kitchen adding firewood to the stove.The old nun skillfully chopped wild vegetables, and the smoke from the chimney was billowing.

The red glow of the setting sun spread from the east to the west, stopped for a moment in front of the old and solemn church window, and then went away.Dim light flickered across the parchment, and the silver-haired young man pushed down his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the lenses reflected the warm evening light into dazzling embers.

There were very few scenes about this person in that strange memory, but they were all blood-red, and even reflexive fear and pain remained in his body.Lai Xiu on the side of the bed pursed his thin lips, and subconsciously held the fingers of the unconscious He Xichen, taking precautions.

"Are you seeking his protection?" Andre suddenly put down the first draft in his hand, and the eyeballs under the black-rimmed glasses were full of unkind interest, "Tsk tsk, interesting."

He is the "kingdom" standing at the top of the vampire world, as long as he doesn't dig out his heart, he is almost immortal.Compared with the half-baked Eugene, Andre's power is so powerful that he can perceive more unimaginable mysteries.For example, when the dawn first appeared, the breath of dying while moored by the river was exactly the same as that of the male protagonist who met by chance in a rainy day 100 years ago.

That was his most satisfying male lead, like the eye of a hurricane, unexpected and reasonable.Up to now, Andre can still recall He Xichen's categorical determination when he grabbed the dagger and stabbed him at the arm. He was so decisive that it was inevitable, and he could only passively bear the unpredictable thunder.

The deep laughter made Laixiu's scalp tingle. He considered himself a competent psychopath, but he was still powerless in front of the old pervert.Or because he can't beat him, if he can beat him, his teeth will be pulled out in minutes, how can he make him jump like this?

"You're not, uh...what's the matter? Oh right, you're not Hersey City, so why are you so hostile to me?" Andre thought that there was chaos in front of him, but he never thought about setting things right.

He propped his temple with his left hand, and the silver hair hanging behind his back was scattered on the parchment. He Xichen's name was brewed on the tip of his tongue several times, like a spicy and simple bitter wine. Hursey, I change my name a lot anyway."

The foreword doesn't match the afterword, could it be that Hersey City is also the leading actor in a certain script?Laixiu frowned and asked cautiously, "Do you know Hull?"

"You don't know?" Andre asked back with narrowed eyes.

Of course he knew He Xichen, how could he not? ——He Xichen is the knight of that mad woman, an exile who escaped from the Ifu District overnight, is... other than that, who is he?

Lexiu was frustrated to find that his understanding of him was only superficial.From the first time they met to now, it was only one day and one night, without saying a few words, they risked their lives and escaped together.After the carriage fell down the hillside, if it wasn't for being cut off by Andre, Laixiu and He Xichen would have parted ways long ago, so how could he care about his life?

The bulbs on the ceiling of the room glowed with fiery orange light, replacing the slanting sunset in the west.He Xichen lay unconscious in a corner where the light could not reach.The half-length black hair fell on the pillow, and his brows were slightly frowned, like a weak nobleman, not at all like the thugs who brought three oil bottles out of the Ifo District.

Andre at the desk suddenly put the sheepskin roll into the suitcase, and the brass buttons were fastened to the cowhide leather case, making a muffled sound.He leisurely stood up and stretched out his hand, his pale skin exuding a stern aura under the muddy light.

Lai Xiu held his breath, and his arched back tensed instantly. The power of the superior suppressed him so that veins appeared on his forehead, but he couldn't retreat, like a beast that had fallen into a trap and was in danger.The cold hand gradually approached, and finally stopped an inch away from his neck - the timely hurricane grabbed Andre's wrist firmly, and Lexiu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling at ease.

"The hero who pretended to be asleep is finally willing to wake up?" Andre whistled frivolously.

He Xichen was caught eavesdropping, but his expression did not change, he slowly opened his dry eyes, and replied weakly: "I'm afraid if I sleep again, your Excellency will swallow my little friend alive." He was so tired Even if he guessed that the silver-haired young man was the perverse Dmitri 100 years ago, he still didn't have the energy to punch him.

"It's impossible to swallow it alive, but it's possible to bury it alive." Andre blinked, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth in pleasure, retracted his hand and smiled meaningfully, "I heard them say—your name is Hull now."

The word "now" is used very cleverly. If you can't interpret the triple meaning in the reading comprehension question, you will definitely not be able to get a high score.

He Xichen raised and lowered his eyelashes, he understood, and said in a warm voice, "Master, help me up."

Two grasshoppers on the same rope, one grasshopper wants to turn over, but the other grasshopper can only turn over together no matter how unwilling it is.Lai Xiu silently put the pillow behind He Xichen, and finally whispered in his ear, "This person is dangerous, be careful."

He Xichen nodded sickly and smiled, raised his eyelids, and looked at Andre who was holding Zhizhu with a calm gaze: "Your Excellency seems to know me, it's a pity I forgot." Revealing his previous identity in front of Xiu, he could only pretend to be confused.

"Hey? Hey. Hey!" Andrei sighed three times in a row, one higher than the other, his eyes swept back and forth between He Xichen and Lai Xiu, his eyeballs rolled around, and for no reason he also looked sloppy. "Maybe I've seen someone similar to you somewhere."

acquaintance.He Xichen replied with a reserved and gentle smile.People who watch the theater must always be conscious of keeping quiet.

Lai Xiu lowered his eyebrows and stood in the shadow of He Xichen, staring at his pointed ears hidden under his black hair, as if he had never heard of the confrontation.To escape from the dangerous scenario, it seems that he can't break up with He Xichen yet.Get rid of Andre first, as for how to kill He Xichen afterwards, there is no rush.

"Hull!"

"Hull!"

Two screams of surprise broke the strangeness of the room. Kakaro and Forte suddenly smashed open the concealed door, running fast with their short legs, ignoring Laixiu and Andre, grabbing He Xichen's thigh and wanting to cry.There were bread crumbs around their mouths, and there were three or four fine scratches on their faces, obviously scratched by thin and sharp knives.

He Xichen's eyes widened, he rubbed this cheek and patted that one's head at a loss.

"After you passed out, they rolled out from the rear window of the car. It was hard to survive, and they were not crushed to death." Lai Xiu said kindly.

"That's great." He Xichen raised his head and smiled openly, the light covering his bloodless lips.

The enemy is currently not stable at all.Lexiu turned his head and thought to himself.

"You are really popular, you deserve to be treated like a leading actor." Andre sighed.

He Xichen's teeth were sour: "... whoever wants it should go."

***

The Berry Church in the small town of Nuss used to be a glorious cathedral, but after years of wars, it gradually declined, and now only the priest Phobos and the nun Geoffrey are left.The priest went to preach in the town, and only the nuns stayed here, occasionally taking in passers-by.

When Andre was not doing anything, he was an incomparably handsome and normal person. He told the old nun that he traveled far away to gather scenery, and when he met He Xichen and the others in distress on the way, he rescued them.After all, they lived in peace for three days, and He Xichen was able to walk on the ground, and when he was free, he helped take care of the vegetable garden in front of the door.

"It's almost the Holy Voice Day, what are the nuns' plans? "

The Holy Voice Day recorded in the "Code of Law" is one of the most important festivals of the Holy See.The serious and prim Father Murray would often leave him a double portion of cheese pastries, and he never left empty-handed, at least with a bouquet of dogtail flowers.

This year, he didn't prepare dogtail flowers, so I'm afraid he won't be able to eat a double serving of cheese snacks.

It has been 100 years. Father Murray, who likes to be in a daze, and Ophelia, who doesn't like to wear high heels, are probably dead.He Xichen didn't dare to say their names deliberately, for fear of disturbing the old man's dream.

Griffin looked about sixty years old, with a black gauze skirt covering his shambling feet, and his back was hunched, making people suspect that he would be lowered into the mud.She neatly stacked the shepherd's purse into the basket, and smiled with a wrinkled face: "Pope Murray Davidovich raised the church's subsidy. Although there is no way to celebrate it, everyone can get an extra egg."

"..." He Xichen, who was squatting on the ground, was stunned for a while before raising his head in a daze, "Murray?"

Griffin was amused by his unbelievable expression, and laughed boldly: "Isn't the name of the highest priest recorded on the back of the "Code"? Counting it, His Excellency Murray has been in office for more than 50 years, and you haven't heard of his heroic deeds? "

He Xichen was speechless for a moment.He thought that the dusty years took away all his friends, he didn't dare to ask, he thought that only Juliet and unspeakable promises were left in this world.However... however...

"Nun! You are a god!"

Geoffrey's hands stopped, and looking at his smiling eyes, he suddenly remembered that the vampire who imprisoned her on the tower a long time ago also said the same words to her - reckless, enthusiastic, as if A flame, but unfortunately it was extinguished after all.

"Nonsense." Geoffine piled the yellowed vegetable leaves on the sand and said in a low voice, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, go to the side and rest."

A huge cross stands on the wall of the church, Laixiu stepped on the stool and wiped the high window with a wet rag, and Andre read a book quietly with a cup of black tea in his hand; in the light and shadow under the window, Natasha Patiently teaching the two out-of-tune little guys to sing; Mr. Grant volunteered to take care of three meals, and his wrinkles were smoothed out with joy.

Such a peaceful life is not easy, even Geoffine realizes that she is still a pretty girl, planting flowers and praying in the original church, and studying the law codes - after returning from the vampire's tower, she drifts around and has no peace.

"Here you are, nun."

Geoffine only felt her hair move, and He Xichen pinned bright yellow flowers to the edge of her dull black veil, like stagnant water showing a glimmer of life.She awkwardly touched the soft flower, and the circles of her eyes turned red, as if she saw through He Xichen the vampire boy who was flying moths to the flame.

"……thanks."

"You're fine, I don't hate you."

"I have dedicated myself to the gods, don't be obsessed with it."

"Fool."

"Run away! Live!"

In fact, Geoffine really wanted to tell him these words word by word.

He is like a child who can't grow up, thinking that if he takes away his beloved girl, he can have her.But no, it's not about virtue, it's not about race, it's just not about liking.No matter how good you are, you don't drink human blood, you give gems and flowers, if you don't like it, you don't like it.

***

Forbos rarely attended evangelistic meetings, and only set aside a week in late spring and early winter to accept invitations.He is a typical Taoist in the eyes of the world, taciturn, solemn and solemn.His hooked nose made his thin, gaunt face sharper than a razor blade, making him forbidding.Priests and minor nobles who admire Phobos tend to make a lot of arrangements at these two nodes.The timing of He Xichen's and his party's staying overnight was very coincidental, just in time for the end of his going out.

Returning from the extravagant sermons, the bellflowers are in full bloom, and the violet blue covers both sides of the winding path, winding romantically towards the quiet church.Phobos stopped and pulled down the narrow sleeve of the black robe a little to cover the red marks on his wrists. When he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw a strange figure leaning on a vine on a swing in the courtyard, with lowered eyebrows, showing kindness and gentleness in a trance. .

His face is between a teenager and a young man, plain and ordinary, but his smile is gentle, like the sun melting spring snow.Haruhi's filter was eight hundred miles thick, and Phobos's heartstrings tightened, and he lowered his head and held the cross around his neck.

"...Father?"

His eyelids trembled, and he replied indifferently: "Yes."

Lunch was shepherd's purse cold, bracken soup, grilled fish, and dandelion honey carefully prepared by Grant. After introducing everyone's names one by one, Sister Grofein carefully explained the reason for the incident.

"Dear priest, please take us in for now." Mr. Grant begged the indifferent priest first, "The boy Hull is not in good health, I will go to the town to find a job tomorrow, and when I earn enough money, I will take him away." Take it and live outside."

Laixiu hadn't worried about money in several lifetimes, but was suddenly hit by reality, couldn't bear to eat soft food, thought about it, and could only ask awkwardly: "Do the nobles here like oil paintings?"

"You know how to draw?" He Xichen suddenly looked at him.

Lexiu's little finger trembled, and he turned his head casually without answering.

Andre put the teacup on the tray gracefully, raised his eyes and smiled confidently: "I have money."

Over the years, he has made a lot of money by publishing banned/books. Sometimes he is short of money, and he robs a vampire count at will, and his pockets are full again. "Royalty" Andre Hertz is not only a pervert, but also an unreasonable robber. He has no sense of shame and is hard to guard against, hard to guard against!

Kakaro and Forti applauded the powerful and wealthy king at the same time. Natasha was confused and hesitantly followed suit.

"If Hull begged me, maybe I can consider—" Andre rolled his eyes at He Xichen's expression, and immediately frowned displeasedly, "What's your expression?"

He Xichen collected his face, and replied in a deep voice: "Mr. Demeteri, I made a mistake. I shouldn't ignore your rich nature just because of your bad personality."

Andre didn't pursue his rude words, but sneered calmly and complacently: "And don't underestimate my moodiness just because of my money."

The topic ran off into the sky, Phobos put down the white napkin, and finally said slowly: "The church will organize a choir for the Holy Voice Day a week later, if you don't mind, can you stay and help?"

"Of course!" Grant immediately responded with great anger.

The old man tilted his head to look at He Xichen, and the two looked at each other with a wicked smile.

***

The bustling town is full of shops, selling groceries, flowers, and barbecue. The whole street is filled with a strong aroma.He Xichen knocked on one family after another, explained his intentions, and asked if there were any children willing to join the choir, but the results were often not satisfactory.

"Drink some water." Father Phoebus handed him the jug.

"Thank you, I'm not thirsty." He Xichen politely declined.

Not far away, Laixiu turned around like a headless chicken, trying to force a smile on his face, but he still ran into walls everywhere.He Xichen didn't feel distressed at all when he saw it, but instead smiled secretly and rolled his eyes.

Phobos's brown eyes stared at the corners of his lips, until He Xichen turned his head, and he calmly looked back: "I heard Geoffyn say that you want to read the latest version of the "Code of Law"? Let's go and buy it. "Phobos walked straight forward, He Xichen was stunned for a moment, and quickly followed his footsteps.

There was no one in the bookstore, rolls of parchment were stacked on the top shelf, and the front row was full of thick classics, human geography, customs and customs.Phobos carefully selected a brand new and tidy "Code of Law", and after paying the money, he handed it to He Xichen who followed obediently behind him.

He Xichen carefully opened the last page, and slowly searched for familiar names from top to bottom. Suddenly, his pupils dilated slightly: "The highest priest, Murray Davidovich." He couldn't help laughing, and continued reading , "—Supreme Knight, Ophelia Huygens."

... Long time no see, congratulations on making your vision come true, Murray, Ophelia, congratulations.

He Xichen's eyes suddenly became sour, and he blinked vigorously, and after closing the book, his face was peaceful and happy again.He limped towards Laixiu at the end of the street with the book in his arms. Laixiu was caught off guard, and he embraced him: "Stinky boy! I have nothing to worry about now, and I'm just pestering you alone. Don't even think about moving." Juliet one finger!"

"Let me go!" Laixiu blushed in embarrassment, not at all the evil spirit he had seen at first.

"No way!" He Xichen hugged his neck and walked around in circles on the street, laughing and fighting into a ball.

At the corner, Andre happily hummed a requiem, and that night he chained the chains he bought from the black market around their necks—rose gold, a special metal used by the Holy See to detain defected clergy, and even vampires couldn't break free. open.

"abnormal!"

"abnormal!"

The wooden door of the bathroom has been in disrepair for a long time, and it only barely covers the sound inside.The light in the corridor casts square shadows on the wall through the gap in the door.It had just rained in the evening, and the sky was clear, and the moonlight soaked in the bathtub, making the water waves dark blue.He Xichen and Lai Xiu were sitting in the bathtub, and the chains around their necks were stretched into the arc of the last quarter moon at an arm's length.

"How is your injury? When can you cut him?" Laixiu asked violently.

He Xichen pondered for a while, and then said: "My injuries are all healed up, and I only have to run away."

Laixiu persuaded with difficulty: "Actually, you don't have to be so humble."

He Xichen's right foot and left hand couldn't get wet, he stretched forward, stood upright on the edge, and said with a smile: "There is indeed a way to drive him away, but—"

Lexiu looked over in bewilderment.

"Ha!" He Xichen leaned against the brick wall, turned his head, his dark red eyes reflected the cold moonlight, "Why did you kill Juliet?"

Lexiu's breath was stagnant, and his long eyelashes drooped.

"...Because to her, I'm not "Lash", but someone else is. "His tone was very calm, even flat, only the slightly trembling ending revealed the strangeness in it.

That's it...that's it...it all makes sense.

Wet black hair covered He Xichen's eyebrows and eyes, only looking at the corners of his pursed mouth, he didn't know whether it was joy or sadness.

"Dmitry is right about one thing." Lexiu absent-mindedly raised a handful of water, which just happened to fill up a bright moon, and the water in his palm gradually leaked from his fingers into the bathtub, breaking the dark blue water, "in the water No matter how illusory the moon is, it is beautiful in the eyes of obsessed people."

He Xichen was silent for a while, then said gently and calmly: "No matter how real the moon in the water is, it is just your projection. You are Laixiu, and Juliet only has Laixiu."

For a moment, Laixiu felt annoyed at being guessed, like a balloon that was punctured, he gritted his teeth and pulled the chain, and angrily pulled He Xichen to him. The warmth that belonged to human beings was just around the corner, but it made him fearful: " Shut up!"

"This is impossible. The two grasshoppers advance and retreat together. If you want to talk, talk together, and if you want to shut up, shut up together." When it comes to covering up his thoughts, He Xichen is much better than him. Next, tell the whole plan that was not finished.

"If nothing else happens, the Knights of the Holy See will arrive in the town of Nusi tomorrow. I heard that the head of the group is Lafayette, a rising star who has recently gained fame and the heir to the highest knight."

Lai Xiu frowned, swallowed the anger in his heart, frowned and asked suspiciously: "Where did you get the news from?"

"Do you think that I have been busy these two days before discussing the "Code" with Father Phobos? The formula also pays attention to step by step."

Laixiu curled his lips in disdain: "That weird priest only has good looks towards you."

"Hey, is that so?" He Xichen really didn't pay attention.

The two sat back in their original positions, the splashing water overflowed the bathtub, and the rose gold chains just brushed against the surface of the water.The transparent white fish lurking in the wind slipped through the crack of the door and grabbed the ankles of the peepers.

He Xichen suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and quiet.

"Finally caught!" Laixiu stood up abruptly.

"Damn it! You wait for me!" He Xichen was almost suffocated by the chains.

The two quickly put on their coats and opened the door, but there was no one in the corridor.