Volume 1 Chapter 3 I Am a Vampire

"What about here, just came? Lao Tzu has held people down for a long time, and you have only arrived?" Li Xianzhao kicked the person who came in.

However, he was easily dodged by the visitor, and said with a smile: "Boss, it's not that the brothers are slow, it's that you are too fast, who made you nearby?"

"Don't talk nonsense, a pair of mandarin ducks, you must have seen the one on the door outside, and the other one is handcuffed at the window, it is basically certain that it is a human trafficker, take it back and try it quickly, the child is fine, so let the brothers be light when they are interrogated, don't get traumatic." ”

There is an unwritten unspoken rule among the police that ordinary suspects should never be used during interrogation, but there are two situations, the above is to turn a blind eye, that is, to the suspects who defraud the elderly of money and abduct and sell women and children, as long as there are no external injuries, they can be given a few "appropriate" blows.

Before taking the two traffickers away, Du Lin gave a prescription to Li Xian, asking him to give the woman trafficker medicine according to the prescription and cure the liver disease first.

Li Xian knew that Du Lin was a person who "only saves life and death, and constantly does good and evil".

"Thank you Dr. Du yet!"

"Thank you......"

Soon, the child's biological parents came to the clinic under the leadership of the police, and Li Xian quietly asked Du Lin: "These two are pro?"

Durin nodded, but did not speak.

When the couple heard that it was Durin who had seen through the traffickers and saved the child, they hurried over and thanked him, and Durin also hurried to return the baby to his mother, but it seemed that the baby was not very happy and kept stretching out his little hand to let Durin hold it.

The baby's mother asked, "Why did the two traffickers bring my baby to the clinic? Is the baby really sick?"

"You don't have to worry about this, in fact, the child is not sick, he keeps crying, not eating or drinking, in fact, it is a manifestation of self-protection, he was abducted by traffickers, changed to a strange environment, and faced two unfamiliar faces, there was a rush in his heart, he kept crying, his heart was hot, and he worked hard, so the more he cried, the more he cried, the more he cried, and then I fed her a dose of kidney water, and the kidney water suppressed the heart, so I stopped crying for the time being, and now I have seen my biological parents, and the urgency will be more fine。 ”

After sending off the baby, his parents and Li Xian, it was already late, Du Lin stretched his waist, sent away the nurse Xiaohui, closed the roller shutter door of the clinic inside, and then came to the upstairs of the clinic.

It is a three-storey building, with a single floor area of more than 150 square meters, the first floor is the outpatient clinic of the clinic, the second floor is the quiet point and physiotherapy, and the third floor is Durin's private space, which is also his home.

It is said that no one has ever gone up to the third floor except for Durin himself, and when this clinic was first established, it was Durin himself who moved boxes of things upstairs in the dead of night, and it took several days to move them, and then he closed the door and tidied up the room for more than ten consecutive days, in short, it was as mysterious as an agent.

Durin opened the door and reached out to turn on the light again.

If someone else came up with them, they would be surprised!

Although everyone thought that this was Doolin's residence, the third floor under the lights did not look like a place to live at all, but like a small library! The entire third floor was completely lined with bookshelves next to each other, which were filled with all kinds of books, including modern books with plastic covers, some old books with coated paper covers, and quite a few thread-bound books with blue cloth paper covers, and even a roll of bamboo slips!

It's strange enough that a place that should be a place to live is full of books, and what's even stranger is that there is no bed! not even a sofa! only a hanging basket chair like a swing, and it doesn't look like a sleeping person.

Sitting in the hanging basket, Durin swayed leisurely, took out a thick diary from under the cushion, and turned the first page, on which was written in a kind of character that resembled Chinese characters, but was not Chinese characters......

(Since the author is writing a serial essay for the first time, the level is limited, for the convenience of narration, this article will use the first person to write the part of the memory, and the main line of the story will be in the third person, the two narrative angles may be switched at any time, please understand.) οΌ‰

My name is Doolin and that's the name at least for the last ten years.

I'm also a vampire, from a long, long time ago.

In fact, vampires are just a popular term that I prefer to call myself a "thirsty person".

I don't remember my exact age because I don't know exactly what month or year I was born.

I only vaguely remember that my parents said that when I was born, I was just in time for the change of dynasty, Yang Xiangguo of the Great Zhou Dynasty drove Emperor Yuwen off the dragon bed and became the emperor himself, and now I am looking back on history, then I should have been born around 581 AD, because it was that year that Emperor Wen of Sui Yang Jian established the Sui Dynasty.

According to modern society, my life has gone through more than 1,400 years of Sui, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, Qing, Republic of China, and New China.

Of course, at first, I didn't know I was a vampire.

When I was a teenager, I had a serious illness, and I had a splitting headache, my muscles and bones seemed to be twisting and twitching, and my blood seemed to be boiling.

The old man in the village said that I had hit the evil spirit, and found a god to exorcise the evil spirit, and the god made a bowl of black dog blood and splashed it on my face, I suddenly felt that the taste of blood was extremely sweet, and desperately used my hand to pull the dog blood on my face into my mouth, and then it was a lot quieter.

Since then, I have rarely eaten, or I have lost my appetite for what I used to eat, and my parents have been happy to save one's food and leave me alone.

Until ten days later, I fell ill again, the god man came to help me exorcise evil again, this time the black dog blood is not good, the god had to be ruthless, cut the palm of his hand, and poured half a bowl of his own blood at me, my eyes lit up, a force in the dark drove me, before the half bowl of blood splashed on my face, I snatched the blood bowl in the hand of the god man, drank all the blood with a mouth, and then licked the residual blood in the bowl without a drop......

From then on, as long as I was sick, I had to drink human blood, first the blood of the gods, and then I found out that anyone's blood could do, as long as it was human blood could relieve my inexplicable pain, my parents would give me half a bowl of blood to drink every ten days and half a month. Later, my parents couldn't stand the pain of cutting flesh and bloodletting, so they looked for women in the village who happened to have a "small day......

Although the pain problem was temporarily resolved, I suddenly realized that I was no longer growing up, and my younger siblings were soon outnumbering me.

They got married, and I was still a teenager.

Their dolls are almost as tall as me, and I'm still a teenager.

My mom and dad are old and dead, and I'm still a teenager.

My younger siblings are dying of old age, and I'm still a teenager......

The villagers thought I was a monster, and drove me to the mountains near the village to fend for myself, and without human blood, I caught rabbits and pheasants, but the blood of these animals could only keep me from getting sick for a day or two, and the effect was not as good as blood. After more than a year of hard work on Mount Wutai, I met the first master in my long life.

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