Chapter 986 The Decline of the Blood Tribe 21
The rich old man naturally didn't know what Dracula wanted to do, but seeing his servant carrying him like a chicken, he softened his mind with lingering fear: "Do you want money? There is a wooden box in the closet upstairs, and there is money in it. .”
Dracula said to Xining beside him: "Turn around. Don't turn back unless I call you."
When she was a child, she couldn't watch scenes with restricted ratings. Xining rolled his eyes, but still obeyed Dracula's wishes and turned around.
While turning around, I heard the old man shouting nervously: "I have it under my pillow, and also under my bed...ah, I have money in my shoes now, and...ah~"
As the "whooshing" wind passed behind him, listening to the sound, the wind blew from left to right, and the old man's voice became more and more frightening, until the last scream, which made the people who heard it feel horrified.
She didn't look back, didn't even look. There is a saying that goes well, curiosity kills you. When the other party is far more powerful than you and is in a dominant position, it is best to obey orders and not challenge the other party's authority.
To put it bluntly, your life is in the other person's hands, so don't mess around.
"Okay!" Dracula behind him finally said.
In fact, he stopped for a while just now. It seemed that he was standing behind to see if she would turn around or peek.
Xining turned around. At this time, the house seemed empty except for the two of them. It turned out that the gatekeeper, the cook who had grown white and fat, the waning old man who was still rich, and the other servants who were still working in the house were all thrown on the ground.
Dracula stood there, as calm and content as he was the master of the house.
After Xining looked around, the first thing he asked was: "How long do you plan to live here?"
This time Dracula was surprised. He kept guessing what the other person would say in his first sentence. The most important thing to ask was where the person went. The question turned out to be this, as if this place originally belonged to them.
Naturally, Dracula would not ask back, why didn't you ask where the person went? No need to ask where to go. It seems that this noble girl has a very indifferent attitude towards human life. She does not look like a human, but looks like a qualified vampire.
Dracula thought for a moment: "If you don't live here, after taking the money, go report the crime and then find a place."
If you have money, it will be easy to do things. Why stay here? If someone who knows this place comes back and sees them asking about the situation, they will either kill or lie. Naturally, she chose to talk, but Dracula was not that patient.
But Dracula still chose to leave for the simple reason that even a vampire might make a mistake. In order to avoid trouble, it is better to take the money and find another place, which is safe and worry-free.
Xining recalled: "What did the old man say? In the cupboard, under the pillow, under the bed..."
With a "whoosh", Dracula disappeared, and only a blurry black figure jumped into the room. After two or three seconds, he came back with a "whoosh".
At this time, Dracula was holding a wooden box and two money bags in his hands.
Dracula threw a small money bag to her: "I will give you your silver ring, and the extra will be your pocket money."
Xining opened the purse and took a look. There were more than a dozen silver coins inside. Haha, when you are developed, you can give so much at once!
As she walked, she poured out the silver coins. After entering the house, she threw the money bag into the burning fireplace. She pulled a piece of cloth from the side and closed the wallet. She planned to go out to buy a new money bag later.
Dracula followed in, seemingly curious: "Have you always been so careful?"
This is done to prevent others from seeing the original owner of this purse. This purse has patterns on it and is hand-embroidered. So if you can recognize it at a glance, you can’t keep it.
Dracula doesn't have to pay much attention to it. If he recognizes it, then we can solve it together. He put the money bag into his coat pocket and a small wooden box in his hand. There was a lock on the box. He held the lock with his fingers and opened it with just one click.
Opening the box, there was another money bag inside, as well as several land deeds. After Dracula took the money, he threw the wooden box and the land deed on the ground. It is useless to keep the land deed. If the house and land are sold, you will have to ask someone to rewrite it and write the names of the buyer and seller.
Xining was about to go upstairs when Dracula grabbed his arm.
Dracula didn't use much strength: "What are you doing upstairs?"
"Find a skirt and see how dirty my clothes are." Xining looked down at the hem of her skirt. The mud on it finally dried and fell off, but the stains remained on it. They were all dyed the color of mud.
"Buy a new one and report the crime first." Dracula looked at the sky outside: "It should be too late."
The dirtier the clothes on his body, the more embarrassed he became, which would prove that he had encountered a robber, and that was also evidence, so Xining gave up changing clothes.
When they arrived in the yard, Xining thought of something: "By the way, he said there was money in the soles of his shoes."
Dracula almost couldn't hold his breath, and after a while he said: "If you want it, I will fish him out of the well and give it to you." The implication was that he didn't want it.
Xining nodded fiercely: "Okay, okay!"
Dracula was completely stunned now.
Xining still blinked: "I'm waiting, that's money!"
Although Dracula did not laugh completely, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he held his wrist and walked away: "You little money-crazy, let's go!"
Why does it sound helpless and a little pampering?
This time, I finally stopped riding the cargo horse. There were three horses in the stable of this house, and each one rode one horse at a time.
But Xining was reluctant to ride on it. After crossing a road, he raised his head reluctantly and said, "Why do you let me ride this horse?"
Dracula looked down at her condescendingly: "Is this one bad?"
"What's so good?" she couldn't help shouting.
There are three stables, two large and one small. The pony must not be mature yet, donkeys are bigger than this horse, so it is fine for a child to ride, but in the end, he just put her on the horse.
He wrapped his hands around her slender waist and immediately threw her onto the horse: "Your horse."
This made her dumbfounded, and the people on the road looked at her as if she had fallen off a horse before and was afraid to ride a horse, so she was riding such a small pony.
Dracula also pulled the reins of the pony and asked him to ride the tall horse and walk slowly: "Now you don't have to run for your life, I think it's quite appropriate. If you don't want to ride, then we can ride together."
Uh, riding a horse together and being so close together. No, no!
She immediately shut up and said no more. Well, this one, it feels good to ride.
Fortunately, the town is not big, and the place is only so big, so we quickly reached the local nobles.
The nobles not only collect taxes, but also manage public security. But the place where the trouble occurred is in another jurisdiction. If you come here to report the case, can the nobles here take care of it?
(End of chapter)