There was a clerical error yesterday that the flowers in the castle were left by Crowley's grandfather, not his father.

It's not that I'm delaying the number of words, but because in the original plot, this story has a capacity of five episodes, which belongs to a longer chapter. I use words to retell, and I also have to take into account the emotional development of the characters, etc., and three chapters are already considered less.

In addition, because this is a rewrite, the plot will be a little inconsistent with the flashback in chapter 80, forgive me.

Sure enough, I was lazy once, and there were bugs everywhere, which affected the fluency of reading too much. Never be lazy again

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In the cemetery, Aaron and Rabbi discuss while digging up the coffin.

"Maybe we were wrong in the first place." Aren swings his shovel.

"Chat is chat, don't stop working," the rabbi covered his mouth and nose with a scarf, "the people that Baron Crowley bit to death, if they were all demons"

"Speaking of which, I seem to have seen the flowers in the castle somewhere." Aaron scratched his head.

"Huh? Where is it? ”

"Master seems to have raised it. Although it is only a small potted plant, the aroma and appearance are the same. ”

"So, Marshal Koulos got these flowers?"

"I don't know, but there's definitely a connection."

"Hmm"

Click, the shovel hit a hard object.

Along wiped the dirt off the coffin with his hands and lifted it.

One coffin after another was opened.

"Sure enough, all of them were demons. The pentagram on the ground is also a virus leaked out of the decaying corpse, right? The rabbi covered his nose.

"That is to say, the villagers attacked by Baron Crowley were actually demons," Arien pondered, "what if he only attacked demons?" ”

"It doesn't seem like it's easy to get rid of vampires."

"Well, assuming Baron Crowley isn't a vampire, then Rabbi! Be careful! ”

"Huh?"

At some point, Crowley appeared behind the rabbi.

Bang!

Crowley sent the rabbi flying with a blow, and the rabbi smashed through the castle walls.

"Rabbi!" Aaron looked at the rabbi, who had fainted.

Baron Crowley's face showed the characteristic wrinkles of bloodsucking, and he smiled fiercely at Aaron, revealing his sharp teeth: "You have me off!" ”

Aaron's eyes flickered, and Crowley's face was already on the verge of being in front of him.

What a speed! Aryan only had time to raise his weapon in his left hand to parry.

There was a massive impact on his left arm, and Aaron was pushed to the wall.

Crowley leaped gracefully onto the wall, moonlit and bloodthirsty.

"Destroy the flowers left by my grandfather, and attack Aryadi, and you will all die."

"Listen to me, Mr. Crowley"

Along disarmed.

"Huh? Want to procrastinate? ”

"Mr. Crowley, the villagers you killed were all demons. Did you know this? ”

"Demons?"

"Crowley, are you really a vampire?"

Crowley smiled.

"Vampires or something"

"Ahh

Crowley ghostly appeared behind Aaron, his teeth biting into his neck. However, Crowley didn't seem interested in Aaron's blood, and he spat out a mouthful of hair: "Your blood is so unpleasant. ”

Aaron clutched his neck, not afraid at all: "It's unpleasant, isn't it because it's human blood?" ”

"Humans?" Crowley looked sarcastically at Aaron's left arm, "Are you a monster human?" ”

“”

"Whether it's a demon or a vampire, it's none of my business! I just want to live with Aryadi in this castle and never be bothered! ”

Crowley's voice was loud, more like a warning to himself than to warn Aaron.

I'm just a feared vampire, maybe as my grandfather said, I would be happiest to grow flowers in this castle for the rest of my life, right? With my beloved Aryadi

But why am I so sad?

"Mr. Crowley"

"So, whoever gets in my way, don't be killed!"

Crowley didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, and easily bypassed Aron's giant claws in his rapid movement, and smashed him into the second floor of the castle with a single punch.

Boom -

Looking at the two large holes in the walls of the castle, Crowley smiled contemptuously.

"Dead? Hum. ”

A flash of fire burst out of the hole, and a black hammer larger than a man slammed into Crowley.

Bang -

There was a big pit in the ground.

The rabbi stood on the handle of the hammer and reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Look down on people less, bastard." I'm really angry this time, so I'd better beat you down! ”

Crowley looked at the red-haired teenager and the weird weapon at his feet: "Interesting. ”

"Sledgehammer, sledgehammer, stretch!"

The rabbin's peculiar holiness, the hammer that can change the size freely, is flexible and changeable, like the golden rod of Monkey King.

"I'm going to knock out all your teeth!"

Li Xianhua stood among the flowers, looking at the stumps and leaves all over the ground.

The air was filled with the scent of flowers.

There is also a hint of the foul smell characteristic of demonic viruses.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

Li Xianhua shrugged his shoulders and continued to walk forward.

About two corridors were walked.

"Here it is"

The room where the portraits of Crowley's ancestors are displayed, the door was not closed when Crowley left.

Li Xianhua gently pushed open the door.

Dozens of portraits, old and young, fat and thin, have a common denominator of white hair on their foreheads and a straight face.

On the central wall, there is a portrait of an old man, exactly like the shape of Crowley in memory, cold and old.

It's just that the old man's eyes were full of smiles, and he naughtily stuck out his tongue at the visitor.

Li Xianhua smiled, his master Ma Zhenren also looked like he was not serious.

"Seventy and do what you want, not exceeding." Li Xianhua chanted softly.

The ability to do as you please, without breaking the rules set by people, was a state that Confucius attained when he was seventy years old.

Maybe this old man, like Confucius, also has this kind of wisdom, right?

Li Xianhua saluted the portrait of the old man, gently exited the room, and closed the door.

"I'm here to embarrass your descendants, don't be angry." Li Xianhua casually pressed the piano in the outer hall.

Kala-la-la

"This—this is," Li Xianhua looked at the wall that suddenly cracked, "Secret Passage??? ”

"How long have I been dizzy?"

The rumbling sound of fighting in the courtyard woke up Aren, and the white-haired boy stood up from the rubble with his head covered.

"It seems that my head hit me really badly this time, I seem to see a little star circling around me."

Aaron leaned against the wall and walked slowly.

"It's noisy outside, I need to go back quickly, huh?"

The hand holding the wall pressed against a hollow stone, and the wall cracked.

Losing his center of gravity, he rolled into the secret passage like a ball.

"It hurts!! Where is this? ”

Aaron covered his head and stood up: "My head is so dizzy." Is this a secret room? ”

From the depths of the chamber, there was a scream of pain, sounding like a woman.

The dim light in the chamber reflected a huge and hideous reflection on the wall.

"Is this shadow a shadow?"

Aaron was startled, and there was a noise under his feet.

The walls of the chamber suddenly closed, the lights went out, and there was a dead silence in the chamber.

"It's gone, isn't it my delusion? My head is still dizzy."

Aryadhi's figure appears behind Arlen.

The aroma of the fat powder made Aaron look back: "Ah! It's you! ”

Aryadi took out her makeup and touched up on the small mirror in her palm: "Oh, isn't this the white-haired kid just now?" It's really cheeky to break into a girl's boudoir like this. ”

Aaron looked at Aryadi suspiciously, how could he use a secret room as a boudoir?

"I don't understand that it's people like you who are talking about amorous feelings." Arya Di pouted.

Aryan stared at the tooth marks on Aryadhi's neck: "That wound is"

Aryadi looked at his wounds: "Alas, hasn't it disappeared yet?" ”

With a click, Aryadi closed the small box in her hand.

Bang! Aryan was grabbed by the neck by a slender white hand and slammed into the wall, knocking a hole in the wall (the quality of the wall was too bad).

"It hurts" Aaron was pressed against a row of bookshelves.

Aryadi pinched Aryan, his face darkened faintly: "Aresta is really, before going out, he said that he would kill you, and I risked my life to give him blood to drink, it's really unreliable." ”

Aryadi's hand increased with force, and Aaron's face sank into the book.

"Forget it, I'll clean you up myself, the exorcist."

"What's going on with this power"

Aaron's consciousness grew more and more blurred.

It's so hot, is it because the wound just now hasn't healed yet?

I can't sleep, and I can't wake up when I fall asleep!

"Why are you attacking me? We're not here to kill Crowley. ”

"Huh?" Aryadi let go of her hand slightly.

"Crowley kills demons. He's an exorcist just like us. He is our companion. We're here to bring him! ”

Aryadi grabbed Arryn's neck hard, not letting him say more.

The fist rained down on Aaron's body, and Aryadi was a little hysterical.

"Companions? Are you stupid? He's a vampire! How can you, how can you let him go! You white-haired devil! ”

"Gray hair? Devil? ”

The fist stopped, and Aren struggled to open his eyes, looking at the weeping woman in front of him suspiciously.

"I will never let you take him, I will not let you take him!"

Aryadi went crazy and threw Aryan to the ground.

"So, just let me kill you."

Aryadi drew an axe and slowly walked towards Aaron.

"Why don't you let us take him?"

The direction in which Aaron fell, a deep voice asked.

Aryadi straightened up: "Obviously, the two of us can live here forever, but I warned you last night not to come again." It's all your fault, you must come here! ”

"So, you showed mercy to your men last night."

"Of course! Do you think you're going to make it here alive? ”

Aryadi is a little strange, this weird little ghost, doesn't he understand his current situation? Are you still in the mood to chat with yourself?

"Thank you, I've made a note of this favor. One last question: Why do you think your man is a vampire? ”

"Because, because vampires only suck human blood."

Aryadi didn't know why she answered him, probably because no one had ever asked her that, right? There was someone who was willing to listen to this, which she had never expected, and she was a little at a loss when someone suddenly asked her heart.

"Humans? So you're a human being when you're bloodsucked? You're a demon who wants to be human? The voice seemed to have heard a big joke, and the tone was mocking.

The contemptuous tone completely angered Aryadhi: "I like this way! I want to be human all the time! I hate the ugly way demons look! ”

The voice fell silent.

"Really, I actually talked so much to an exorcist imp. How can such a person who does not understand the amorous feelings! I've decided, cut off your head and limbs, and hang it at the gate, so that no one will dare to disturb me and Crowley again, and the Count will surely praise me, and Crowley and I will be together forever, eh? ”

Raising the axe high, Aryadi found that the imp lying on the ground had already passed out.

Who's talking to me just now!?

Syllable!

A book flew out of the darkness and struck Aryadi on the wrist, and the axe fell.

Before Aryadi could react, the book flew out from behind Aryan like a swarm of bats and pounced on her, knocking her backwards.

The power of the book was not painful for her, a demon, but she was shocked.

There are already people here? Isn't that his secret just that Arian looked in horror in the direction of Aaron's fall.

A tall, thin figure slowly paced out of the darkness. In the dim light, Aryadi saw that there was also a white hair under the hood of the visitor.

"You go," the man crouched down to check on Aaron's injuries, "and if you leave now, I'll act like I haven't seen you." ”

"Who are you? Letting me go? Get me out of here, out of Crowley? Aryadi's tone was fierce again, and she rushed forward with an axe.

"My name is Li Xianhua, and I am the guardian of this little ghost."

Li Xianhua stretched her leg, and a book was kicked into the air, hitting Ariadhi's knee right on, causing her to fall to the ground, stirring up dust all over the floor.

"You are merciful to my brother's subordinates, so I spare your life," Li Xianhua stood up and looked at Aryadi condescendingly, "If you know each other, get out." A great man once said: It is difficult to master the power of stepping on an ant without stepping on it to death. ”

The white-haired youth lifted his hood, revealing a pair of turquoise pupils that shimmered in the darkness.