Chapter 992 The Decline of the Blood Tribe 27
There were no toothbrushes in this era, so you wrapped your fingers with a soft cloth and wiped them with water. The dentists here will not repair cavities. There are only two methods, one is to extract them, and the other is to use other people's teeth or substitutes to replace them. That's why after every war, the enemy's good teeth were pulled out, even the teeth of prisoners who were still alive.
Thinking about the teeth that the dentist has from unknown sources, it is better to clean them to prevent tooth decay. After Xining cleaned her teeth, she went to bed.
Although this store is a little run down, the things on the bed are changed after each guest. You can smell the pillowcases and quilt covers after being washed and sun-dried. It was because I saw sheets and quilt covers hanging out in the yard that I came in to stay.
After putting down the hanging bed curtain, there were no mosquitoes in the bed. After closing the cloth of the bed curtain, Xining lay down, covered himself with the quilt, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.
At the same time, on the outskirts of another town, a lonely bonfire was burning, illuminating a small place. It glows faintly across the vast land, just like fireflies in the dark night.
"Pa~" Anna slapped herself on the face, and the mosquito flew away immediately, only hearing a "buzzing" sound.
"Pa~" The monk also slapped himself in the face, and then rubbed his fingers on his face, and there was something! Putting down his fingers, he saw a smear of red and a small pile of black matter that was crumpled out of shape between his fingers.
"Haha, we got it!" The monk raised his finger happily.
There was only one mosquito. Anna expressed her disdain. There were so many mosquitoes here that they could bite even through a layer of cloth. And if someone hadn't vomited just now, they would have gone in and started searching for Dracula.
Her neck felt itchy, so Anna slapped it and finally killed one. She squeezed hard: "Damn vampire, go to hell!"
Versace, who was leaning against a tree root, looked at them, pulled his hat down to cover his face, crossed his hands on his chest, closed his eyes and slept. If you are too lazy to care about these two tender-skinned aristocratic ladies and church masters who are particularly attracted to mosquitoes, just let them swat the mosquitoes slowly, and they will naturally fall asleep when they are tired.
After a peaceful but not very peaceful night passed, Xining opened his eyes and saw a vague person outside the thin bed curtains at the window.
She slowly sat up, stretched out her hand to lift the cloth, and looked at it.
It was Dracula. He was sitting on the windowsill, leaning against the window frame and looking sideways out the window.
At this time, people started to move outside. In the yard, there were people chopping firewood, washing clothes, and others laughing and chatting. Both of them had loud voices, and the chatter was quite loud.
Xining stretched out his hand, dragged the coat that was placed on the chair beside the bed, and brought it in. Put the cloth down, put on the coat on the bed and got out of bed. Putting on her shoes, she walked leisurely to Dracula.
"When did it come?" She didn't panic. There was nothing to be afraid of. If it was supposed to come, it would come.
At this time, the two people in the yard had finished chatting. The main reason was the proprietress scolding the lazy man and asking them to work quickly.
Dracula turned his head, and the sun just rose above the horizon and shone on his face.
The slightly reddish morning sun made his pale face seem to be stained with a light layer of rouge, giving him the illusion of blood. His skin seemed translucent, and the slightly blue blood vessels inside could be seen clearly under the light.
Vampires with profound knowledge are not afraid of the sun. If Dracula reaches more than a thousand years in a few hundred years, he will be as powerful as a demigod.
Xining looked at him carefully, and he seemed to be looking at him carefully too. The two looked at each other.
Xining finally spoke: "Doesn't it matter if the sun is shining like this?"
Dracula's whole face was relaxed at this time, and his deep eyes seemed much softer: "It doesn't matter."
Xining raised his hand to block the sun that had hit his face: "But I'm afraid of being exposed to the sun. It won't look good if I get tanned."
Dracula finally laughed. The smile on his lips was so obvious that he couldn't hide it. He put his feet down and got off the window sill. That's the only thing that's good about being tall is that you don't have to jump up and down. There just happened to be a knock on the door and breakfast was delivered, and this time it was the boss himself who came to deliver it.
The boss brought the cereal in and asked some questions with a smile on when he was leaving, what else he needed, and so on. In fact, I just want them to keep more money when settling the bill.
Dracula answered one by one and planned to leave after eating.
After seeing the boss off, Dracula closed the door and saw that she had sat down and started eating.
There were two bowls of cereal on the table, both with milk added. Dracula reminded: "Eat less, I don't want you to vomit it out halfway."
"Is it still flying?" Xining stuttered: "Then I will try to eat as little as possible. If I want to vomit, I will remind you."
Dracula sat on the chair opposite her, looked at her and stuttered: "Is it delicious?"
"It's okay! I added milk." Xining chewed in his mouth and looked up at him: "Do you want to try it? Put it in your mouth and spit it out, then rinse your mouth with water."
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The atmosphere was a bit weird at this time, one person was eating and the other was watching. Most people always feel uncomfortable when someone is watching them while eating. Let alone humans, even dogs look at you, how many of them can handle it calmly? Maybe the bones or even the fatter braised pork were given to Gouzi.
"No need." Dracula responded: "Except for blood, everything tastes the same in your mouth, just like chewing wax."
"No, there are still things that can arouse your taste buds." Xining took a spoonful and put it in his mouth to eat: "For example, garlic, chili pepper."
Dracula tilted his head slightly: "Taste buds?"
Oh, I missed it, she explained: "It's just a little bump on the tongue, which can feel the taste of food."
"Oh!" Dracula responded.
After a while, Dracula said leisurely: "Actually, I came here very early."
"Oh~" Xining replied.
"I watched you sleep, and I kept hesitating whether to make you the same kind."
Uh... Xining raised his eyebrows: "What made you decide not to let me be the same kind for the time being?"
"I think I'd better ask you, otherwise the pain will make you wake up and find that you are turning into a vampire, and you may hate me forever."
Xining held the wooden spoon and thought for a moment: "You're right." He scooped another spoonful and put it into his mouth. The milk is fresh today and the oatmeal is quite boiled. It seems that some flour has been added to make it thicker, but it still tastes pretty good.
Dracula took a breath inadvertently: "Really don't want to?"
Xining smiled: "I don't want to think about it yet."
After thinking for a while, he said: "If you really want a bride, you can take Anna Vitonas. That was not what you originally planned to do."
Dracula turned his head and made an indescribable expression. Of course, it can't be accepted anymore. If Anna really becomes what she said, and all she wants to do is complete her mission and become a vampire hunter with vampire power, isn't he looking for death?
(End of chapter)