In the silence of the streets, on the corners of the fences, obscured by the shadows of buildings and trees, where even the moonlight could do nothing, a scantily clad woman was embracing and kissing a man, whose hands roamed unscrupulously in various sensitive places on her body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info The woman didn't resist, she took the money. Business has been hard lately, but the customers in front of me seem to be very large, maybe it's time for transshipment. But she was clearly wrong, and the next day, when she was fished out of the river, there was not a drop of blood on her body. Civilians gathered to watch, and then discussed with each other the cases that had taken place in the past few days, their green eyes piercing through the chaotic crowd, lingering on the corpse for a moment, turning slightly, and then disappearing under the low-hanging brim of their hats.

Mandelly was in a bad mood, he looked around, it was very desolate, there was nothing but the coffin in front of him, just because the people in the coffin could not afford to live in a serious cemetery, he had to come to this place where birds don't early in the morning, but he was more worried about this, even if someone nailed the peach wood into Linda's heart, she would still stubbornly crawl out of the grave in the middle of the night. Linda is not a beautiful woman, but it is still a pity to die at a young age, and the most important thing is that she has not paid off Mandeli's debt before she dies, thinking of this, Mandeli frowned deeply, how much does it cost to nail a mahogany?

"Sir, can you bury it?"

"Wait...... Oh, bury it. After a slight hesitation, Mandelley still decided that being attacked by the necromancy would hurt him more than spending money on a peachwood.

Watching the coffin slowly sink, he absentmindedly dropped a lily.

Evening in Agrim is the busiest part of the day, with people having to go for a drink or two after work, and the Golden Monkey Tavern is an excellent choice, as it is close to the port, and there is a mix of local ruffians and oriental merchants, drunkards and beauties like the proprietress of the proprietor. After three rounds of drinking, the guests talked about the corpse of a woman who had been fished up from the river in the morning, and the topic was picked up by a young man who claimed to be a businessman: "I heard that something happened this morning!"

"Well, it's not fresh, young man, this is already the eighth victim!" said the bearded man as he put the wine in his mouth from the bowl, "but I know who did it!" Before the young man could ask, he leaned over and said matter-of-factly, "It's a water ghost! Absolutely, yes, John!"

The man named John had been sitting next to the strong man, who was obviously older, and had been drinking and not speaking until he was called.

"Water ghosts don't suck blood, George. John rejects George's conclusion in a single sentence.

George was unconvinced: "You mean vampires?

"How do you know no?" John was silent for a moment, "remember the curse of the House of Mabri?"

"Again, you're going to get everything connected to that!" George poured another bowl of wine, "That's just your nightmare!"

"No! it's true! I swear!" John looked a little agitated.

"What the hell is going on? "People on the side were very interested.

John looked around with a heavy face, swallowed the wine in his glass, then swallowed a mouthful of foam, took a few deep breaths, and began his narrative: "I have always felt a sense of awe in that misty forest, and I shudder when I set foot in that field, and even the sun does not reduce my fear in the slightest. But like my father, I cut wood for a living. I remember that I was only fifteen years old, and because it was a rare sunny day, my father took me into the forest to work, but within a few hours, the fog was thick. My father and I were separated, groping our way by myself, and I was really scared at that time, and I felt that something terrible seemed to be hidden behind this thick fog. Suddenly, I bumped into something, looked down, staggered back a few steps in fright, and sat down on the ground, eyes fixed straight ahead, it was a man, a corpse to be exact! He was hanging upside down from a branch, his head just above my waist. He had a strange expression, his mouth wide open, his face pale, and blood oozing from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, dripping on the ground. At that time, I thought it was the most horrible thing I had ever seen in my life, but in less than a minute this conclusion was overturned! As I sat there, the fog gradually lifted, and as the sun shone down, a hellish scene unfolded before me......" He said this, and his hand holding the glass began to tremble, but he reluctantly swallowed it in one gulp, "Yes...... More than a dozen people...... No, a dozen corpses, all of them hung upside down from trees, every tree! high and low, their eyes were open, and their red eyes were staring at me!" John covered his mouth and did not continue.

"And after that?"

"No after...... I ran away and ran for my life......"

John fell silent, and for about 10 seconds, the people around him were silent.

"Knock-" A bottle of strong liquor was placed on George and John's table, and the proprietress unceremoniously crossed her waist: "For you, leave quickly after drinking, or shut your mouths, those who cause panic are not welcome here!"

"Come on, Angelina, how is this causing panic, everyone is just talking about current events. George smiled and looked familiar with the proprietress "Or maybe it's because you're scared, it's okay, let the sturdy George protect you......," George said, glancing at Angelina's proud breasts.

Angelina dodged George's gaze, turned over and sat down on the table, and sneered, "You are so forgetful, you remember who just became my subordinate." ”

The proprietress sneered at everyone's words, and everyone's emotions recovered a lot, and what they heard just now was like a passing cloud, but at this time, a voice came out: "But what does this have to do with the Mabri family?"

Everyone turned to the questioner, a young lad, and the proprietress walked up to him in a graceful manner, and stroked his cheek provocatively: "Little brother, this is one of the many mysteries of Egrem. ”

"Let me say it," John said, picking up his glass. The previous king of Egrem ordered his henchman Mabril to oversee an underground palace and hide the looted people's fat and ointment there, and not long after, Mabri's family died inexplicably in the misty forest to the east, some people say that the king killed his whole family in order to keep the treasure from being exposed, but soon after, the king died mysteriously, leaving no record of the underground palace, let alone a map, and no one knows where its entrance is. At that time, many explorers of the people were determined to find the underground palace, but most of them were in vain, and some of them disappeared mysteriously. Gradually, a rumor spreads that it is a curse of the undead of the House of Mabril, and that all those who approach the treasure will not end well. After that, no one dared to mention the matter of the underground palace. ”

"If the king and the people who came after him died by the curse of the House of Marbur, then who killed the House of Mabur?"

"It's a vampire!" John re-emphasized, "and the women died in a much similar way to the people who hung upside down from the tree...... It's all done by vampires!"

"But what does the whole affair have to do with the vampires?"

"I don't know," Angelina whispered in the young man's ear, "your guests seem to be in a hurry...... Little girl. ”

The young man looked up, and his green eyes showed a hint of surprise.

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