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"Joseph, how many times have you told this story?" a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl said to a middle-aged man, "It's Texas, you're playing up Eastern mysticism, I don't care about that, if it weren't for him making the cough get better faster, I wouldn't have drunk any of his water, it's disgusting, you've ever seen the feeling of stirring your fingers in a glass of water and then drinking it......?" Do you believe that the people in those heroic movies are all real?"

"Why don't you believe it?" The middle-aged man was a little blessed, glanced at the girl who was a little careless, sat on the sofa in a daze, and was stunned for a while before saying, "At least...... That guy cured your cough, it's as simple as that, okay, tomorrow ...... Earlier, you went and gave this to him...... A basket of gins, and this ......"

"I see, this is the third time you've said this. I think you've gotten more chattering than you used to. The little girl said, stood up, and patted her buttocks, "That's a weird guy, I've never seen a Chinese live here, he's really weird...... Or like a bell tower weirdo......"

"You're not Esmeralda......"

"yes, who's going to fall in love with that weirdo? don't look at me, I'm just telling the truth. The little girl turned, "I'm sick right now." Good bye...... Father. ”

"Go home early, you're not an adult yet, and you're not allowed to spend the night outside......" The middle-aged man said loudly to the back of the little girl who opened the door and came out.

The figure of the little girl has long disappeared outside the yard, and it can be seen that a boy on a motorcycle is waiting outside the yard, through the window, the middle-aged man watched his daughter get on the motorcycle, sit in the back seat, take the helmet, put it on, and hug the waist of the boy in front of him. The motorcycle roared and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"Hell!" the middle-aged man whispered, shaking his head, standing up, he walked to the kitchen and began to prepare the gin. His wife, Melissa, is dead, and now only his daughter Lisa remains.

It's just that I'll never forget the scene when Melissa died. Yes, it's terrifying and unforgettable. In the heart-rending scream, Melissa's mouth grew two sharp teeth, her whole face turned pale, and her eyes shone like the coldest part of the moon.

"Melissa-my God!no-"

The moon seemed to be hiding in the clouds, and in the cold moonlight, Melissa suddenly became sluggish, and then slowly became what Joseph imagined to be.

"Don't ...... You can't hurt our daughter......"

Joseph didn't know where the strength came from, so he flew over and snatched his one-year-old daughter from the side of the bed, and Melissa threw herself on the bed, and in an instant, the sheets were torn to shreds, but the cold light from the eyes slowly turned to Joseph and Lisa.

It's true, she's going to kill her own child, and she even wants to kill herself. Joseph felt fear in his heart, afraid that Melissa had turned into this ghost, and that Melissa could no longer recognize herself and her child.

"Wow-" Perhaps infected by this atmosphere of fear, Lisa, who was a little more than a year old, suddenly began to cry.

The cry obviously made Melissa's gaze even more greedy and cruel, and she couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips. Turning to the father and daughter, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

"Oh my God!" Joseph already knew that Melissa was no longer the wife and mother, but a murderous demon who wanted to eat children. The sharp teeth can already prove this, and this murderous demeanor makes Joseph's heart cold and desperate.

"Damn!" Joseph rushed to the door, but before he could reach the courtyard, he heard a "clang", and the window seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, making a loud noise, and a figure broke out of the window of the room, like lightning, in front of Joseph and his son, who had just rushed to the backyard.

"Don't ...... Don't do this to us, Melissa, it's your daughter Lisa, and me...... You must know me, I am my husband, Joseph...... Wake up, my dear. "Joseph tried to awaken the woman, who had lost her mind, no, it was a demonic spirit that had taken over her body.

Guns, yes, he forgot that he still had guns, and rushed into the house again with his forehead crossed. But this time he was too late, and as soon as he turned around, his clothes were grabbed behind his back, and then he felt his body rise into the air and fall heavily to the ground. It's just that his daughter was held tightly in his hands, and there was no damage at all.

A cold wind blew, and Joseph saw a white shadow in front of her, she tilted her head, and her mouth let out a penetrating laugh, the sound was not loud, like a string that had been blown by the wind and broken intermittently, and it made a bend in the air, and the brush was drawn on people's hearts, and it was oppressive and uncomfortable.

"Melissa—" Joseph felt that he could not hide this time, and he saw Melissa's open mouth, and the rotten teeth and the sharpest two teeth inside, shining coldly in the moonlight.

Despair filled his chest, causing him to burst into a scream.

It's just that this sound, as if his throat had been torn out, was also suppressed, and there was only a hoarse sound like a rag being torn, and this sound could not stop Melissa with a terrible expression in the slightest.

Just as Melissa threw herself down, Joseph threw the child out of his hand and flipped it over on the grass, and the child was beaten, and immediately began to cry loudly, which made Melissa's head jerk and stare at the child next to her.

"No, God, please!" Joseph hugged Melissa so hard that she wouldn't hurt the child.

"Ahh

Two sharp teeth pierced Joseph's wrist, and when Joseph suddenly looked up, he saw Melissa also raise her head, her mouth full of blood......

It was a picture that Joseph will never forget.

His heart was as cold as the cold moonlight, and under the round cold moon, a wife with loose hair and a white dress had an open and hideous mouth, full of blood, and two sharp teeth.

"God...... Save me, save Lisa, my child!"

Joseph groaned in despair, yes, he could only pray to God. But is God really there? Is he really there, is he really around, is there someone here who can save him? or God?

"Duh-" sound.

Melissa's head jerked back, and she fell to the ground as if she had been electrocuted. Joseph was still confused. But he could hear it so clearly, the tooth-aching sound of a bow and arrow going into the flesh, but now it sounded like beautiful music.

He didn't know how to describe his mentality, and in a trance, he saw a pair of feet on the grass resting there, it was a pair of sneakers that looked a little old, and he knew the brand. But it was clean. A man bent down, picked up the still crying child from the grass, patted it gently, shook it, and the child miraculously stopped crying.

"Who are you?" Joseph struggled to his feet and looked at the man.

A very young man, with an Asian face and a pair of very calm eyes, he did not look at her again after wrapping the child, but slowly walked up to Melissa, who had fallen to the ground, and with one hand he took the tail of a long feathered arrow on Melissa's forehead that was deep into it.

"Poof—" There was another tooth-aching sound, and the feathered arrow was pulled out of the flesh as if it had pulled out the bone, causing Joseph's stomach to churn.

"Your child!" the Asian put away the feathered arrows and put them in a rag bag, which also contained a bow and arrows, not very large, small and small, like a child's toy.

Joseph took the child abruptly. Watching the Asian continue to walk forward, I couldn't help but exclaim, "Hey, stranger...... Wait, wait, okay?"

The Asian stood still, looked at him, spread his hands slightly, but didn't say anything.

"I mean...... What should I do?" Joseph glanced at Melissa lying on the ground, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, her face was pale, she just lay on the ground motionless, and now her face was very calm, and there was no hideous color, like a sleeping patient, but it looked more pitiful and sad.

"What do you want?" the Asian looked at him, his face unchanged.

Joseph swallowed dryly and looked at his daughter, who had calmed down and slept soundly in his arms. muttered, "I...... I don't know what to do? What do I do with this...... Melissa...... Oh my god, I don't know what to do...... A moment ago, she was my wife...... Who knew it would turn out like this. ”

"It's not your fault, it's the world's fault......" The young man looked at Joseph and then walked towards him, "I've seen people like her, and I know what to do with them. They're not one of our kind in the first place......"

"So she...... Who are they?"

"You can call them vampires...... A legendary creature that is no different from a human being in the West...... At least that's what I think. Remember Dracula? Maybe you can see it in Hollywood movies...... There are also literary works...... The ancestor of the vampires......" said the young man, and he stood up and prepared to leave.

Joseph's dry throat was speechless.

"Wait, wait......" Joseph called out again as the young man was about to walk into the woods next to him, and he had to stop him, and spread out his other hand, "What should I do?" I mean...... Melissa is dead, what should I do about this?