Chapter 1027 The Decline of the Blood Tribe 62
The painting is really good, very expressive, and she is painted very beautifully, so aesthetically pleasing.
"The painting is really good. It seems that living a long life has its benefits." Xining couldn't help but admire, but also couldn't help but blame: "There's no need to draw the way I sleep with my mouth open."
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Dracula couldn't help but laugh.
Xining slowly put down the painting: "Why are you painting me? Do you want to remember me?"
Dracula continued to draw, his technique was sophisticated and fast: "Your true appearance should be different, and I can only draw you as you are now."
At this point, he put down the brush in his hand and said thoughtfully: "What do you look like?"
A piece of paper was handed over: "Show me the drawing."
Xining didn't answer and shook his head: "I can't draw, really." In all the tasks, no one was good at drawing. Even young ladies in ancient times could only draw some landscape paintings, but could not sketch or figure.
"Draw whatever you want." The paper and charcoal pen were still stuffed into her hands.
Do you know how expensive pens and paper are now? It would be a waste to give it to her.
But with Dracula's passionate gaze, she couldn't let him down, could she? So I took the pen and paper and started drawing.
Suddenly, I realized that my painting skills were vastly different from when I was painting elephants for my cute dragon father, Charizard. At least my paintings were decent. When I was drawing, elephants were simple figures, and they were despised by fire-breathing dragons.
After finishing the painting, she handed it over.
She is a woman wearing a long white skirt that looks a bit like Hanfu from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Her long hair is simply tied up and draped behind her...
Dracula looked at the painting: "There is no face."
Yes, the face is blank, she did not draw it: "There is no mirror there, and I don't know what I look like. In fact, it doesn't matter what I look like. Everywhere I go, as long as I borrow someone's body, I That’s who.”
Dracula carefully circled the painting and put it away: "But I think you must be very beautiful in person, more beautiful than any woman."
Xining laughed suddenly. Even a goddess likes to hear others say she is beautiful.
Looking at other manuscripts: "Give these to me, leave them to the real Al-Rafi, and give her some memories of her youth."
What girl doesn't love to dream? When you are old and your children and grandchildren are in the house, you sit on a chair and think of things from your youth. The more sweet memories you have, the more beautiful your mood will be.
"Well, take it, I can paint again if necessary." Dracula put her painting into a small wooden bucket, closed the lid, and placed it next to it.
He turned to look at her and asked word by word: "What is your name? I said your real name."
He hesitated for a moment: "Hey, Mo Ming, can I say something?"
Mo Ming: "Whatever. Your name is ugly anyway!"
Xining...
Although I have never spoken my name to any plane before. But since you can say it, let's say it. There's nothing wrong with my sister's name: "Xining, it's an oriental language. Each word has a meaning, and it means wishing for peace."
"Xining~" Dracula took a deep breath: "It's a very good name. Are you an Oriental?"
"I don't know." Xining shook his head: "Many things require me to slowly find the answers myself. In fact, this way, it gives me the meaning and goal of living."
"Yes~" Dracula sighed again, and every answer seemed to touch the depths of his heart. "So Xining!" Dracula paused and asked: "Do you think I betrayed God, took refuge in the devil, and was abandoned by God?"
"You are you, and God is God. Don't use your subjective assumptions to judge God's ideas." Xining said very politely.
"It is as normal for vampires to drink blood as it is for humans and beasts to eat meat. Humans were hunted down by beasts for meat a long time ago, but humans have become stronger and have escaped the fate of being prey."
"Those false servants of God borrowed the name of God to launch war against the same kind. Is it God's will? Even if it is God's will, then let me tell you, you are like this today, maybe it is God who created the capable people in order to punish the sinful people of the world. There is no conclusion about whether anything is right or wrong. Why should you bother with these issues? ”
Xining turned his head and looked out the car window. The scenery outside was always green and lush: "Since I have given you this ability, it is because I think it is a gift. You can eat whatever you should, as long as it is not too much. Stay alive. It’s victory!”
She suddenly thought of a sentence and read it softly: "When the water is full, it will overflow; when the moon is full, it will be weak; when you are complacent, you will be defeated; when you are conceited, you will be foolish."
"What?" Dracula didn't understand.
Xining turned around, explained the sentence and said: "There are many words in the East that are full of philosophy and principles of life. Even great writers and philosophers will have a situation where a hundred schools of thought are contending at a time. The world is big, you You should really go out and see, you will see different people, different cultural customs, and different ideas.”
Dracula nodded and smiled calmly: "Okay!"
Although Dracula still wanted to talk, she pretended to be asleep to avoid it. After all, she didn't want Dracula or anyone in the plane world to know too much about her affairs. Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing.
The carriage finally arrived in the city before evening.
Baron Williams came, and his wife, his pregnant eldest sister, her brother-in-law and other family members, as well as the housekeeper and servants, and more than 20 people cheering, all stood at the door to greet him. It was so solemn that people who didn't know it thought some distinguished guests were here.
Dracula sat opposite and looked at her: "I won't get out of the car." With so many people, it was not convenient to get out of the car.
It's really a little bit sad, but unfortunately I'm used to it a long time ago, and this is the first time we meet face to face.
Xining nodded: "Then I'll leave."
When she was about to open the car door and get out, Dracula suddenly flashed to her side, hugged her tightly from behind, and did not let go for a long time.
Why, can't you bear it? No, if this continues, something will happen!
She said softly: "Dracula, you have not been abandoned by God. Believe me, God has chosen you. I choose you because I am God!"
She had always addressed Dracula with honorifics, and this was the first time she called him by his first name.
Dracula's whole body trembled violently, and finally slowly let go of his hand.
She was finally free. After getting out of the car, she didn't look back and walked directly towards her long-awaited family.
El-Rafi's relatives all changed from nervous expressions to smiling faces. Mrs. Williams couldn't wait any longer and walked quickly towards her with a smile.
"Mother!" She saluted with a smile, but Mrs. Williams hugged her and couldn't help crying.
And her personal maid Vivian also stood beside her and cried with joy.
Great, finally back.
I thought I had a narrow escape, but I didn't expect to be sent back unscathed. It's great!
(End of chapter)