Chapter 994 The Decline of the Blood Tribe 29
The speed is really fast. If we travel this distance by horse carriage, it will take at least three days. Even if you ride a fast horse and keep changing horses in the middle, it will still take a day.
In this era of limited information, if you hire a few vampires as couriers, the speed will definitely be high.
Dracula suddenly went down and shuttled through the forest at low altitude. The sudden suddenness seemed very dangerous. If it were an ordinary person, he would have screamed out. Even her, her little heart was pounding.
The trees on both sides were swayed by the hurricane produced by Dracula's huge wings, and quickly retreated. This feeling is as exciting as drag racing, it's so exciting.
Behind the forest was a lake. As it passed by, a group of migratory birds were frightened and flapped their wings and flew up. The white and gray birds took off one by one. They passed these birds and continued to fly forward.
The wind split the lake surface, and after it flew over, the water recovered and stirred up waves.
It's all like a dream, everything is beautiful. Xi Ning couldn't help but sigh, the world is so beautiful. Whether Dracula is intentional or accidental, these are enough to be remembered and worth recalling.
It's a pity that all this may not be able to impress Ana, who is extremely obsessed with it. Their family has been hunting Dracula for more than four hundred years. Killing Dracula has become a habit, even deeper than a habit. It has been dissolved in the blood and bone marrow.
Xi Ning reminded her secretly, reminding the body owner not to become confused and become a bride just because of these. Everything, including being able to fly after becoming a vampire, will be very novel at first, but will become the same after a long time. You can take a look at the three brides. They will fly around outside whenever they have time, looking at the wind and getting some air.
Five kilometers outside the city, Dracula put her down and transformed into a human form.
Dracula looked at her deeply. Her face was a little white due to the wind, and there was no blood.
Xining stretched out his hand and touched his face, which felt a little cold: "Did the wind make the skin dry?"
Dracula stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her cheek with the back of his index finger: "No, it's good."
My heart should be racing, my face should be red and shy, and I don't dare to look... I'm sorry, I'm not the type who has a little deer inside. Although she wears the shell of a girl, she is already very old on the inside.
She turned around as if she felt nothing and looked at the road leading to the city, with helplessness: "I have to think of a solution next."
Looking back, I saw Dracula's eyes seemed a little confused. There was nothing I could do about it. He had lived for more than four hundred years. Sometimes even smarter humans couldn't hide it, let alone him.
It doesn't matter, as long as he doesn't ask, he won't tell. People in this era probably don't have any ideas about reviving corpses or replacing souls.
Likewise, as her seniority grows, she will also look beyond appearances and see clearly those who try their best to hide themselves.
Xining just looked at him, as if waiting for his opinion. After all, she is a girl, so she cannot be allowed to engage in robbing horses and carriages.
Dracula's eyes moved slightly from her face, as if he was thinking.
The pause was a little long this time, and she looked at Dracula, long enough for her to blink. What is Dracula doing?
Then in the blink of an eye, it disappeared again.
The speed was too fast, even if it was right in front of me, it would disappear in a "whoosh". It seems that the power is stronger. I could still see vague figures before, but now I can't feel anything except the wind.
It's still noon, and there's a big sun overhead, so it's an exaggeration. Is this good?
About ten minutes later, a carriage came over, and the driver was Dracula. He was probably listening to see if there were horses or carriages nearby. Xining waited there, watching Dracula coming. When stopped in front of her, she gave Dracula a thumbs up.
Dracula was immediately amused: "Get in the car, everything in the car is yours."
So good! She immediately picked up her skirt happily, walked up the steps, and entered the carriage. She felt like Alibaba walking into a treasure cave.
Just like an ordinary carriage, there are two small wooden stools placed on the left and right as chairs. And on top, there were two money bags.
After she sat down, she quickly picked up the purse and weighed it. It felt heavy and contained money. After opening, pour it into the palm of your hand. The money fell into his hand, making a dull sound of metal hitting each other.
One purse contains twenty copper coins and twenty silver coins; the other purse contains only five copper coins and one silver coin. Judging from the color and style of the money bags, those with more money are used by men, while those with less money are used by middle-aged women.
In this world, men and women's money is separate. After a woman from a noble family or a wealthy family gets married, most of the income comes from her own dowry, and the rest depends on how much money her husband gives her to buy "needle and thread." If your husband loves you, you will naturally have more money; if you have no affection, you don't need to pay for sewing.
The silver coins have been polished, and they must have been kept there for a long time because they were reluctant to use them. It can be seen from the money that this woman is not as rich as her husband, and she has no feelings.
She poured all the money into the purse in her small bag, and as soon as she finished pouring it, the carriage started moving.
This Dracula has really good ears. Hearing her counting money, she put the money away before driving. The carriage would inevitably shake while it was moving. If someone accidentally dropped a coin, she would definitely bend down, raise her buttocks, and lie on the ground to look for it.
After putting the money, there is a calfskin suitcase next to it. She took it and opened it to read.
Inside are some cosmetics and jewelry. Picking up a piece of ink, it was imported from the East, and there was a small fine brush next to it. At this time, in the East, ink was used to grind ink for writing, but here, of course, such expensive ink could not be used for writing, but for tracing eyebrows.
The ink was so cracked that only half of it was used. It seemed to be this woman's dowry.
As for the jewelry, it's pretty good, but the style is a bit old. Even the pearls have faded over time.
It should also be a dowry. In fact, these are pretty good, but nothing was added to them later. It was probably due to some problems in the dowry management. In order to maintain face, she didn't dare to sell the jewelry, and the economy never improved, and her husband didn't help.
A man who can carry twenty silver coins must be from a very wealthy family.
Regardless of whether this couple has a good relationship or not, they should be together forever now. It is really ironic that these twenty silver coins were not spent by himself or given to his wife, but they fell into the hands of others. If they were resurrected, would they still live like this?
Xining closed the box and put it aside, grabbed the empty money bag beside it, and threw it out of the window.
This is a big city, a big city with a population of six to seven thousand people. There is a duke living here, and there is a towering huge castle on one side of the mountain that belongs to the duke.
And the city, like other cities and even small towns, stinks to the sky. The feces and urine are dumped directly on the street at night, and during the day it is horse urine and feces, which are also crushed here and there by the wheels.
Xining really couldn't stand it. Williams Manor was better, with no smell and full of negative ion air.
(End of chapter)