He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

The immature children's voice echoed under the dome of the empty church, and the high stone wall was embedded with colorful flower windows, and the brilliant sunlight dimly shone on the heads of twenty unworldly children, sacred and pure.Kakaro and Forti in the front row were wearing white tops and black shorts, with red cheeks, singing loudly to the gods.

Two black-haired youths in front of the organ played a beautiful and solemn piano sound, and the unsightly golden chains seemed to bind them tightly together.Phobos questioned the reason, but Andre stopped him with soft words like "it's a custom in my hometown".

The idle "elders" stood safely at the door, and the sunlight stretched their figures into the church.Grant smiled in a low voice, with a gentle expression rubbed into the white hair from the wrinkles at the ends of the eyes, He Xichen's thin profile was reflected in the yellow-green pupils: "If there is a beautiful world in the world, Hull will be my guide. "

"Sour, my teeth are sour." Sister Grofein complained indifferently, "It's more sour than the sweet words of the noble young master."

"Haha, when I was young, I wrote love letters to others to earn two dollars." Of course, that was the distant days before he was captured in the Descartes mansion.

Forbos was noncommittal: "Mr. Grant seems to be very..." He pondered for a moment, and then said hesitantly, "Respect?" When the word "old man treats young man", there is an indescribably weird disorder.

"To treat a lifesaver, respect is due."

Andre suddenly asked dissatisfied: "I am also your savior, I didn't see how much you respect me!"

The other three looked sideways with strange expressions on their faces.Mr. Grant swung his cane angrily, and snorted coldly, "Mr. Demetery, why would you want to be unhappy with me!" He didn't believe the nonsense that "it's a custom in my hometown", but He Xichen wouldn't let him act rashly. It was only then that he endured not hitting Andre's dog's head with the cane.

Andre pursed his lips in frustration when he heard the words, and turned his head to admire the vibrant choir with great vigor.The little radish heads are holding hands, their eyes are shining like diamonds, they don't understand the worship in the hymn, they only focus on the catchy melody.

—God bless the world!God bless the world!

It says so in the song.

"What a beautiful scene, it seems that even I have been purified." The silver-haired young man sighed suddenly with tears in his eyes, and laughed unscrupulously in the next second, "——Just kidding!"

Geoffine raised his eyelids and took a deep look at him, then said slowly, "It's not a good habit to speak insincerely."

"Everyone's definition of things is different, nun." Phobos looked at the young man in front of the organ, but saw He Xichen tilted his head, leaning on Laishi's shoulder, smiling as if whispering something.He couldn't help clicking his tongue, and said to himself, "The garden is always bordered on the left and right by the dazzling wasteland."

——God loves the world!God loves the world!

The awkward lyrics were sung indistinctly.

"Hey!" Andre suddenly exclaimed exaggeratedly, his handsome eyebrows twitched into artificial arcs, "Father Phoebe's eyes are always glued to Hersey City, let me guess with the greatest kindness, is it possible?" What do you have for him...some kind of passionate, viscous, disgusting and dirty feelings? You have really bad eyesight, the general priests like slender and beautiful teenagers, and the city of Hersey is more ferocious than thorn grass."

Aggressive words spit out from his mouth one after another, like a poisonous snake spitting out snake letters, impatiently infiltrating the venom into the target's blood.During the seven days he stayed in Berry Church, he always left early and returned late, and his words were elegant and well-behaved, but now he put on a nasty smile, talked about the scandals of the Holy See, and his arrogant attitude was disgusting.

Grant and Geoffine naturally understood Andre's subtext, and their breaths stagnated in unison. They didn't know whether they were surprised by his contrast or doubted the priest's emotional justice.

——I prostrate myself on the ground, surrendering my body and mind to the gods.

The unknowing children innocently made a heavy oath.

Father Phobos did not waver at all, his gray-brown eyes were full of indifference, but he felt an inexplicable sense of oppression: "All believers are following the divinity of the gods and trying their best to abandon the hypocrisy, cowardice and darkness of human nature, but reality often backfires."

"Like the wind, you can't catch the wind, and you can't become the wind. Only when death is buried in the ground, and the bones are annihilated into dust, can you barely keep up with his footsteps." The priest put the cross on his forehead, closed his eyes and prayed After taking three breaths, he slowly opened his eyes again, looking at He Xichen who was concentrating on playing the piano with downcast eyes.

His eyebrows are messy, his black hair is darker than the deep midnight, his eyes are a bit sharp, and his long hands and feet cannot be accommodated in the wide world.This sharp-edged, well-known teenager—not handsome enough, let alone noble—is like a bright unicorn in the Black Forest... No, the later getting along overturned the first impression, perhaps called The quiet bird of prey, the wild crane, is more appropriate.

"I have been looking at Hull, but I am not as dirty as you said, Mr. Demeteri... I am just watching the wind." At this point, Phoebus seemed to have finally completed his defense, so he continued silently. Speak again.

Andre put away his nasty smile, and turned to push down his glasses: "Divinity?" He rolled his eyes at He Xichen contemptuously, "It's just a bastard. You use gods as poor excuses, which only makes me feel More disgusting."

"Okay, shut up." Geoffyn suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two with the air of an elder, and reprimanded, "Speculation without reason will only hurt people, please be cautious in your words and deeds. So is Phobos !Put your fantasies on the child of Hull, it is better to wait for my bones to be turned into powder, and then tell you the truth."

Phoebus paused, nodded and lowered his eyebrows, and sincerely repented of his sins.

—I never cared about that hopeless fantasy, Sister, I just bowed down to my lies.Please forgive me, nun.

"At this moment, this situation, this situation, don't talk about spoilers." Grant's crutches tapped the ground twice, "Those things are still far away from us, nun, we are still alive, and we can go further road."

"Hey, here comes the problem!" Andre was obviously a rotten person who couldn't sit still, he raised his hand and asked excitedly, "What if someone doesn't let you live?"

Grant and Griffin had more white hair than the fine salt in an earthen jar. They smiled at each other, but they were brighter and brighter than the young man who was full of thoughts: "Then get rid of him!"

The weather-beaten men and women who have escaped from the dead have never thought of committing suicide, and are even more attached to this poor and miserable world than anyone else.

Now it was the turn of Andre and Phobos to be dazed.

"Wow~~~" Andre exclaimed sincerely, "Cool and handsome! Cruel and decisive!"

"Last question, what if the god you serve wants you to die?"

Phobos couldn't help frowning: "It's too much."

Andre turned a deaf ear and only smiled at the two old and weak humans.

"Abstruse." Geoffine mused.

"Subtle." Grant also responded.

"This hypothesis does not hold because the existence of gods cannot be proven."

"That is, he is nothing. "

The two sang together, and there was a tacit understanding.

The topic is sliding more and more into the abyss of taboo, but no one stops, and no one is willing to stop.In sacred singing, the four rebels spoke dangerous words.

"But heresy cannot disprove the existence of gods, and it can also be said that he "exists". "The solemn and solemn Father Phobos cast his eyes on He Xichen's back, lowered his voice, and retorted unhurriedly.

"Sophistry!" Andre had a half-smile, his silver-white hair hung on his shoulders, cutting the sunlight into sharp patches.

"The wheat in the field can feed the hunger, the long sword in the hand can bring victory to the war, the rain nourishes all things, and the summer warms the earth. Force. Apart from these, the only thing that can't be verified is "God" that overrides dignity.Since he refuses to leave a trace, either the high gods are so impartial, or—”

Andre slowly raised a mocking smile: "He doesn't exist at all."

"The Black Death more than ten years ago..."

"Oh, why did the God who loves the world cast such a vicious curse? It is up to the doctors and nuns who died resolutely to save innocent lives."

Phobos said in a deep voice, "There are still many miracles to prove it."

"Haha, unproven miracles and unprovable gods are quite a good match."

Geoffine and Grant began to pray that no one would hear their conversation, or that they would be happy to be hanged by the gallows.As they prayed, they relished gathering arguments for their arguments from the extensive books.

Andre spread his hands and talked eloquently: "Let me slander you like this and still keep silent, Mr. priest, it seems that you are not such a loyal servant. Hey! Your heart is not sincere! Your heart is not sincere!" He suddenly glanced calmly at He Xichen in front of the organ, only to see the black-haired young man who was sitting upright turning his smiling eyes away.

Eavesdropping is not a virtue, sir.Andre couldn't help pursing his lips.

"Why do we have to discuss this difficult problem on the Holy Voice Day?" Geoffine suddenly interrupted suspiciously, "Whether it exists or not, anyway, it is to live and go on, what can we do?"

"The god is so pitiful, one or two believers are disrespectful to him." Andre raised his chin, contemptuously looking at the ant-like human beings and their vulnerable beliefs.

Geoffine sighed in distress, his withered face wrinkled into a depressed expression: "If he's upset, it's okay to send me to hell."

——If you are with me, you will go to hell.

—then go to hell.

Andre was stunned for a moment, his silver eyelashes flickered, and two lines of clear tears of unknown meaning suddenly fell down.The vampire's tears are colder than the dirty blood flowing in the blood vessels, like a will-o'-the-wisp buried underground without seeing the light of day.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he took off his tall black top hat, bowed as a gentleman, took the nun's wrinkled hand, and kissed the back of her hand: "Miss Grofeyn, I seem to like you a little bit." gone."

"The girl I love, she is the god above the gods. I will not allow that damn god to drive you to hell, and heaven is not a good place. You should stay in this world obediently and live for me."

Geoffine calmly withdrew his hand, turned to Grant who was watching the show, and said, "Perhaps you can learn the skills of writing love letters from Mr. Demeteri and strive for re-employment."

In a corner that was completely ignored, sunlight and musical notes danced at He Xichen's fingertips.He raised the corners of his mouth and snorted softly: "Master, can you hold on?" Laixiu's pupils flashed blood, and he tried his best to hold back his fangs that were about to move, and fell powerlessly on his shoulders, breathing heavily.

"Crap!"

***

After the hymns were sung, the children went to Grant and Gorfin to receive sweet candies. Phoebes packed up his mood and went to the podium to preach.

The deep and majestic voice floated from the lobby to the narrow stairwell. Laixiu's forehead was covered with cold sweat, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, his stomach was convulsing, and the hematopoietic function of the heart seemed to be on strike, forcing him to hunt for the deadly allergies Original.

"Ha! Tell a vampire to endure the blood addiction by listening to the holy voice, thank you for thinking of it."

He Xichen sighed helplessly: "Maybe you can imagine barbecue, bread, biscuits, rice, tea and wine, whatever is delicious." Bite you to death, and die with you!"

"Evil-hearted child." He Xichen ruffled his curly hair vigorously, half drooping his eyelids wearily.

His temples hit the brain nerves directly from the eardrums, Lai Xiu clenched the white shirt on his chest, panting fiercely, the textures of the floor overlapped together, and the sound from far and near changed into an unpleasant booming sound across the deep sea.

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"Sings beautifully."

"Master Laixiu is stupid and bad, don't imitate him."

"It's not good to look good!"

Laixiu woke up in a daze and heard someone talking bad about him. Just as he opened his eyes, he saw the surprised smile of the villain who said bad things: "Not dead yet? Come, eat a piece of candy." He Xichen peeled it off. Shiny glass candy wrappers, stuffing milky white sugar cubes into his bitter mouth.

It is too sweet!

Lai Xiu subconsciously crushed the hard milk candy, and found himself lying in the arms of the smiling He Xichen, with a bang of his head, and suddenly stood up. The rose gold chain pulls back.

"What's going on?" His throat was very hoarse, as if it had been cut by a knife blade.The sermon before the cross was not over yet, and the long and boring paraphrases were like mosquitoes buzzing, annoying, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Kakaro poked his head out suddenly, and his delicate face became bright: "Obviously, I gave you the candy you ate."

"By the way, I gave Hull my candy." Futi hugged He Xichen's arm not to be outdone.

Laixiu gave a half-understanding oh, then shook his head: "No, that's not what I asked."

He Xichen finally couldn't help laughing: "Anyway, you've overcome your blood addiction, and you shouldn't get sick again in the near future."

The wet curly black hair stuck to the sides of the thin cheeks, making Laixiu look even more handsome and weak, definitely the type that the repressed priests of the Holy See like.On the contrary, He Xichen at the other end of the chain was too rough, like thorny weeds growing wildly, which did not please the noble priest at all.

"When will the Knights arrive?" Laixiu asked weakly.

"The bulletin from the station said it was tonight." With his head down, He Xichen clumsily tied the red strings on the two little girls.

Lexiu leaned on the railing of the stairs, and said with a sneer: "It seems that Phobos really likes you. The Holy See has always been good at covering up scandals and crimes. Don't pay yourself for it." He has encountered all kinds of dirty things, and those scumbags who dare to overstep have been poured into the Shark Bay one by one.

He Xichen wrapped the soft thread into the coil, and said casually: "Although the arrest warrant for the head of Dmitri from the Holy See and the Becquerel Territory at the same time has been sealed for more than 100 years, it is still in effect today. People with the same name are easy Come across, there are not many vampires with the same name and surname." He suddenly turned his head and bared his fine white teeth, "Do you think Phobos wants to offer a bounty for promotion to the third level, or does he like me?"

Laixiu froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"I like you." Kakaro and Forti raised their round heads, opened their round cat eyes, and said in unison, "Hull is like maple syrup, better than milk sugar, we only like you."

Even He Xichen couldn't resist such a straightforward confession, and couldn't help blushing the tips of his ears embarrassingly, and rubbed the heads of the two of them: "Keep it secret, keep it secret, come and say this to me sometime."

Kakaro and Forti nodded in confusion, and asked in a milky voice, "We're hungry, can we go hunting?" They might be reluctant to take a bite of the precious maple syrup, but they would never show mercy to other food reserves.

"Speaking of this!" Laixiu became alive instantly. He couldn't drink human blood, but his nature made him observe human beings unconsciously. "The daughter of the bread seller at Dongjiekou, the one with red hair, smells very delicious." As soon as he finished speaking, He Xichen slapped the top of his head: "Hey, what kind of grudge does this little girl have against you?"

He ignored Laixiu's anger, looked at the bright copper blue eyes of the two little girls, and couldn't help biting the tip of his tongue with a headache.Taking Lexiu as an example, vampires can indeed survive without relying on human blood, but obviously the withdrawal reaction is very painful.Moreover, not everyone is willing to abandon the source of power.

"One hundred milliliters per person." He Xichen rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hands in front of them.

"Are you raising pets?" Laixiu stabbed him contemptuously.

The dome's flower window shines through the clear sunlight on He Xichen's slender and powerful arms, giving off a jade-like allure that dazzles vampires.Kakaro and Forte had already embed their slender fangs into their flesh unceremoniously, their two fluffy heads squeezed together, like fat birds sleeping soundly on a branch.

He Xichen frowned in pain, and mocked himself uncomfortably: "Having two little bats, do I want to lose my old life?" He said, but lowered his eyebrows and smiled, "If it's two bats that don't I can afford a little bat that drinks blood."

Laixiu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said coldly: "There is little hope."

The lively applause marked the end of the evangelistic meeting. The crowded crowd took away the unfamiliar hustle and bustle, and the sound of footsteps in twos and threes echoed in the narrow stairwell, disturbing the dust floating in the sun.He Xichen carefully covered the small tooth marks with his sleeves, then raised his head and said to Kakaro and Forte seriously: "Now the organization has entrusted you with an important task."

The two little guys suddenly took a breath, and suddenly felt a strong sense of mission, raised their heads and chests, and nodded solemnly.

"Stir-fried melon seeds in South Street, comic books in North Street Bookstore, apples in East Street, West Street...forget it, things in West Street are too expensive, we can't afford them." The gold chains they bought are valuable, so they collected them all and stuffed them into their pockets anyway. "Ask Grandpa Grant and Natasha to go shopping with you. It's getting dark after visiting these places. Stay overnight in the town and don't come back."

Kakaro patted his bulging pockets and asked, "What about Hull and the young master?"

Lexiu twisted his neck and made a clicking sound: "Soldiers, you only need to answer "yes" or "no" to complete the task. "

Kakaro and Forti looked at each other, stood at attention and shouted loudly: "I promise to complete the task." Then they jumped down the stairs, and when they ran around the corner and disappeared from sight, the poor He Xichen sighed dejectedly: "Sir, we only have two fruit candies left."

Laixiu raised a domineering and arrogant sneer indifferently: "Huh, if you kill Dmitri tonight, you will get a lot of money!"

"Wow." He Xichen applauded, "Sounds like robbery."

Lexiu glared at him: "Phobos knows that Dmitry is a vampire?"

He Xichen shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "That guy never thought of hiding it."

"He didn't hide it, which made me uneasy." Laixiu pinched his tired brows.

"Cats don't pay attention to the provocation of mice, and even take pleasure in it." He Xichen stretched out the fruit candy wrapped in glass candy paper in front of him, "Dmitri took it lightly. chances of success.”

Of course Lexie understood.This didn't affect his dislike for the bright fruit candy.Seeing that he was indifferent, He Xichen pushed out a honey-colored grapefruit hard candy with the tip of his tongue in doubt, and said blankly, "It's a pity that I have already eaten this one."

"Sooner or later, you won't die!" Laixiu couldn't help holding his head and cursed viciously after all.

——Children are really difficult to coax.

He Xichen secretly sighed, but on the face he retorted with seriousness: "My heart is bitter, why can't I eat sugar to sweeten it?"

It's not that it's bitter, what he said to persuade Laixiu is one thing, but it's actually a bit out of line.Andre must be aware of their little tricks, but he didn't know the news of the Knights, so he let them pluck the cat's whiskers.The degree of teasing is difficult to define, if it is light, it will not be felt, and if it is heavy, it will be difficult to handle.

He Xichen had no delusions about killing Andre, as long as the scene became chaotic, he was sure to get rid of this trouble.How could the chains imprison the wind?

"Master, let's go, the fun has just begun."

***

It was a rather long and short afternoon.The vase in front of the cross contained blue bellflowers, which Andre pulled out and threw them into the soil, and replaced them with red and white tulips.He looked around for Geoffine, eager to get her compliment like a child.

It's a pity that the nun went to the town to buy supplies, and I'm afraid she won't be back until tomorrow morning.

Hoshino was silent, and the fireflies in the bluebell grass fluttered and danced like meteors falling to the ground.In the dimly lit room, He Xichen carefully tied the sterling silver dagger to his thigh to prevent accidents.Laixiu tapped his fingers on the desk, and finally said decisively: "Give me a milliliter of blood."

He Xichen smiled and ruthlessly rejected his request.

"Aren't you going to see Juliet? Yes, but you have to live to see her."

Laixiu's figure was half exposed in the muddy light, half hidden in the darkness, with a gloomy expression.He looked down at He Xichen who was sitting beside the bed tying his shoes, and suddenly broke the calm: "Hersey, you know too many things, Juliet, Demetrius, blood addiction...you look like a person."

He Xichen's little finger curled up slightly, he untied the loose shoelaces, and then re-laced them on his own: "I also know that the potato chips in the supermarket next door are half price today, and the catnip in the flower shop often attracts three-flowered cats, and the empire's Her Royal Highness likes Lafayette of the Knights—oh, this is what the florist told me."

Laixiu let out a plausible response from his throat. He didn't talk anymore, but stared straight at He Xichen who was a foot away.

Tuk tuk.Three consistent knocks on the door echoed in the silent and narrow space.

Phobos pushed open the door, and under the light, the two black-haired young men looked at him at the same time, as if they caught the peeping sight through the old wooden door in the bathroom.He couldn't help shivering, both from shame and excitement.

"Hersey City, Hull—" Forbos tried his best to stabilize his trembling voice, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, you're safe."

"I've killed the bloody vampire who imprisoned you!"

The good show started a bit abruptly, and then ended abruptly, so that He Xichen and Lai Xiu were still at a loss, not knowing why.