(a)

It was early in the morning, and the wind was beautiful.

The door to the Red Devil Pavilion was open, and Nalan Twilight stood on the steps in front of the porch, facing the garden, and took a deep breath.

"Hah...... The taste of winter. He sighed.

The sun, which has lost its heat, mingles with the icy north wind, which together create a fresh, nostalgic scent. It was the pure fragrance of snow and ice, and it was also a harbinger of frost.

In a blink of an eye, half of November has passed, and "autumn" has become a thing of the past. If Nalan Twilight could still feel the cold, then he should add a layer of sweater to himself. In fact, he can wear this thin black shirt until next year.

Long live the vampire bloodline, and say goodbye to that damn winter coat!

"No, that's it...... And then add a little more dirt ...... here."

At this moment, a murmur came to his ears, and when he looked towards the source of the sound, he saw the chattering fire no Yanka, and the red Misuzu who listened carefully beside her. The two men were crouching in front of an empty flowerbed that had passed its flowering season, with only weeds and soil left, each holding a small shovel in his hand. On the white brick floor in front of them, there were still a few green young seedlings.

"These two people, sowing seeds in November, have a strange mind!"

He smiled, and quietly touched the back of the two. After confirming that his existence was not detected, he said coldly:

"Yo, good morning, both!"

Just like when they looked up and saw the teaching director outside the window when they were making a cheat sheet, Yanhua and Misuzu were frightened on the spot, hurriedly got up, looked back, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You...... Wake up, Mr. Nalan ......" Misuzu's tone seemed very weak. Nalan Twilight's smiling face was written with the five big words "The whole person is a great success". She looked at him, feeling like she was facing an enlarged version of Flandrew Scarlett.

She admits that she had some expectations for Nalan Twilight, but now, it doesn't seem to be bad?

"I'm not those two sisters, how can I stay in bed?" Nalan said with a smile, "Speaking of which, it's also winter, this is the time to ...... Huh?"

As he spoke, he suddenly stopped, and the smile on his face disappeared at all, and his face became a little delicate. His gaze was nailed to Yan Hua's body, and the knife-sharp gaze seemed to pierce her, staring at her uncomfortably. Yan Hua hesitated slightly, then asked timidly:

"Excuse me, what's the matter?"

"Huh, sorry. ”

Nalan was stunned for a moment, and then regained his smile, but he was no longer as sincere as Fang Cai.

"Speaking of which, Yanhua. He said, "What are you doing here?"

"Eh, me?"

Yan Hua raised the small shovel in his hand that was still stained with mud, shook it lightly, and said:

"I saw that there was something wrong with the way the doorman planted the flowers, so I came over and gave her a hand. You know, I was involved in some gardening clubs when I was a student, and I still have some experience in this area. ”

"yes, gardening......"

Nalan Yu said, raised his head, squinted at the cloudless clear sky, and sighed:

"Today is indeed a good day for gardening. ”

"But," he added, as he shifted, "the weather was good, but it was only temporary. If this flower is planted like this, I'm afraid it won't survive the first snow!"

"That's right. Yan Hua nodded.

"By the way, Yanhua, do you have time in the afternoon?" Nalan Yu suddenly asked again.

"Well, of course there is. ”

Not only yes, but super yes. Without a job, without those tattered relatives and friends pointing around, Yan Hua suddenly became a little uncomfortable. In this Red Devil Pavilion, there is even a large group of fairy maids to take care of her diet and daily life! This is even more unacceptable to her than waking up and becoming a vampire.

Therefore, if Nalan Twilight had something to do with her, she would be very happy. "Anyway, let's go back to our usual working state first," Yan Hua thought.

She seems to have forgotten how she died in the real world.

"We need to go to the Eternal Pavilion and see the doctor. Nalan said.

"See a doctor?" Yan Huaqi said, "Why?"

Is it true that she is ill and doesn't know it? No, it turns out that vampires can get sick too?

The learned witch, Pache Norregi, had never taught her this.

"It's not about going to the doctor or anything. Nalan Yu said, "We have to study the fact that you are not afraid of the sun 'like me'. ”

(b)

"That's all. Nalan ended his statement with this sentence.

He was sitting cross-legged in a Japanese-style reception room in the Eternal Pavilion, surrounded by the restless Fire no Yanhua, and in front of him was a small low table with three cups of tea that had long since been cold and had not been taken a sip. Directly opposite the two of them, sat the eight-meaning doctor of the Eternal Pavilion, wearing a white coat and glasses, listening expressionlessly and silently.

After Nalan Twilight finished speaking, the silence lasted for a short while. Then, I saw the eight-minded doctor, slowly taking off his glasses and putting them on the table.

"Are you simply looking for an answer, or are you going to go one step further and use the 'resources' at your disposal?" she asked.

"It's a bit of both, with the former taking precedence. "Last time, you took so much blood out of my body, I hope you can use it to make a name for yourself." ”

"Indeed, the experimental materials you gave me mean a lot to me. "Actually, I've wanted to show you the results of the experiment for a long time. After all, you're its father!"

"What do you mean......"

"Hehe......"

Bayi Yonglin didn't answer Nalan Yu's question, but just laughed lukewarmly twice. She raised her hand, snapped her fingers, and called out the door:

"Come in, Rei· Sen, let's take a look at you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the sliding wooden door of the small room was opened, and a young girl walked in slowly, the old, somewhat damp wooden floor in the doorway creaking under her feet. Nalan looked at her, and his jaw was about to drop.

"Doctor ...... Eight Meanings"

"Please call me Yonglin. ”

"Okay, Yonglin. ”

Nalan tugged at his neckline - strange, was it so hot in this room?

"Do you understand what you're doing?" he asked.

"Of course I understand, that's why I'm going to do it. ”

"Don't you think, that's a bit too much?"

"Hehehe......" Yonglin smiled, "In my eyes, there is no 'can you do it', only 'how to do it'." I can immortalize the living and give life to the dead. Of course, fundamentally, it's all your fault, Nalan Twilight. ”

With that, she got up, took the maiden's hand, and brought her to the two who had come from the Red Devil Pavilion, and said with pride as if the craftsman had displayed one of his proudest works:

"Allow me to introduce you, this is Ray Shan, a vampire who was born not long ago, and at the same time, Nalan Twilight, your perfect replica. ”