35. Blood love
For Chloe's arrival, Abu'omong's face was calm, but his ice blue eyes were irrepressibly welling up with ecstasy, "Chloe, you are finally back. β
"Abu Omon," Chloe walked straight to him without talking nonsense, "I overheard my father and the elders' conversation, they are preparing to attack the castle, you better get out of here quickly." β
Chloe lowered her head, she knew that she had betrayed the Montelman family by her actions, but she didn't want Abu Omon and the family to have a head-on conflict, the death and injury of both were something she didn't want to face, so wouldn't it be the best choice to leave?
"Well, would you like to leave with me?" Abu Omon knew her worries and difficulties, so he agreed with little hesitation, but when he cupped her cheek, there was a little nervous anticipation in his eyes.
"Iβ" Chloe lowered her eyelashes, and suddenly saw the sapphire pendant hanging from her chest, she took a deep breath and slowly poured out her answer, "I'll leave with you." β
Before Abu Omon could smile on his lips, he suddenly felt a chill hit behind him, and he was extremely alert, and quickly picked up Chloe and flew to safety.
A figure stepped out of the gray woods, and when he looked up, his crimson pupils were covered with crazy bloodshots.
"Chloe!" The words came out of his mouth almost through gritted teeth.
"Brother?" Chloe was taken aback, not expecting Van Clen to follow her.
"Shut up! Don't call me brother! Van Kran's love was a little out of control, and after half a ring, he adjusted and looked at Chloe, "I'll give you two choices, first, kill this vampire right now, and second, be permanently removed from the family." β
Chloe's face was pale, but her voice was firm, "No, I'm not going to kill him." β
Van Kren was stunned by her categorical answer, then laughed a few times, his eyes tangled with hatred, and swept over the two of them, "Okay, very good, listen, Chloe, from today onwards, you are no longer my sister, nor are you a member of the Montelman family!" The family will never allow a traitor to survive! Since you choose to betray, then, go to hell with him! You, Chloe, are really disappointing. β
Van Kren said, his palm reversed, and a silver light rushed forward.
Abu Omon frowned, and with a quick move, the silver light spun around and flew towards its master with lightning speed, snorting into his right chest.
Van Clen snorted and fell to his right knee.
"Don't hurt my brother." Chloe hurriedly stopped Abu Omon from making his moves.
At this moment, there was a sudden movement in the depths of the quiet night, and it seemed that many people were walking through the woods, and there was a faint light of fire.
"Heh, it's the Montelman family here," Van Kran's wound was dripping with blood, but he didn't care at all, just looked at Chloe in a daze, "My sister, I can give you another chance." β
"No, I'm sticking to my choice," Chloe took a few steps back and grabbed Abu Omon's arm, "You take me with you, leave now, and don't γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ» a conflict with them, okay?" β
Abu Omon looked at her and nodded without hesitation.
Van Clen saw Chloe's figure gradually disappearing, listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer behind him, he suddenly squinted his eyes, and his crimson pupils exuded a strange brilliance, "Chloe, don't you know? The blood of vampires and vampire hunters will never be compatible, they are born predators, and their love for each other is only cursed. Why did you fall in love with a vampire? Why γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»"
Van Clen pulled out the silver scimitar on his right chest and plunged it into his left chest, he held on to his body and stared blankly ahead, a strange and misty smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips, "Chloe, my sister, I swear with my life that the curse that will be inflicted on you γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ» increase tenfold. β
"So, what happened to your grandfather and grandmother?" Jingxiang took a sip of the green tea on the tea table, only to find that it was already cold, and the story told by Alcas was stinky and long, and there was a lot of nonsense in the middle.
"My grandmother was a vampire hunter, but she only lived for two or three hundred years, and then she died, well, I never met her, and I never met my grandfather," Arcas shrugged, "You know, we blood people are loyal, and once we identify someone, we will die, so when my grandmother died, my grandfather went to sleep with her." β
"Oh? And what about your father? β
"The curse of blood is that when they reach the age of a thousand years, they fall into permanent dormancy. Heh, can such a blood clan still be considered immortal? The corners of Alcas's lips curled up with a touch of self-deprecation, "My mother is also a blood clan, maybe because of this, the blood-hunting bloodline in my body has faded, so I can support it until now, unlike my fatherγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»"
"Well, at present, it seems that your situation needs the book of years more than me." Jingxiang lifted her eyelids and said lazily.
Alcas raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but express his doubts: "You and that strange doctor have been mentioning the Book of Years, what the hell is this, why can it help me lift the curse of blood?" Also, how did the man say that the book of years is in your hands? β
"The Book of Years is in my hand, there is nothing wrong with this, but it is not entirely true," Jingxiang stood up and walked between the shelves, "The Book of Years is divided into two volumes, and unfortunately, I only got the next volume." The curse of your blood has its roots long ago, and the next Book of Years does not record it. β
"Wait a minute," Arcas interrupted, "I don't really understand what you're talking about, so you might as well answer my first question first." β
"Okay, but you can see what it looks like first." Kagami said, taking out a brown object from a drawer on a rosewood shelf and handing it to him.
Alcas took it, two palm-sized, the cover was an old brown, and the edges of the page were slightly upturned, which seemed to be very ordinary! The only special thing is that there is no font on the cover, and there is an indescribable halo in the brown color, jumping little by little, like a totem, like a charm, and the line of sight cannot capture the specific form.
"The Book of Years coexists with heaven and earth, recording all the things that have happened since the birth of this time and space, whether it is a major event that affects the turning point of history, or a small thing about ordinary people losing their hair, as long as you have a heart, you can find it from it."
Hearing Jingxiang say this, Alcas raised the book of years in his hand, and his scarlet pupils revealed a little contempt, "What you said is too exaggerated, isn't it, just such a small thing that doesn't look amazing?" β
"Don't you believe it? Then you look through it, maybe you even stole candy when you were three years old. Jingxiang wrapped her arms around her and gestured to the book of time in his hand.
"Then I'll give it a try." Alcas half-incredulously flipped through the slightly yellowed pages in his hand.
A burst of golden light flashed, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had been surrounded by a huge light, and the bottom of his feet was a black void.
Jing Xiang took small steps, walked to his side unhurriedly, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't look at the soles of your feet, pay attention to those golden lights around you." β
"Well, I see it, but, these symbols," Alcas touched his chin, the black line on his forehead slipping, "why are they so similar to your store rules?" "Well, he doesn't understand it at all!
"Heh, because they are the same script, and my store rules are written with reference to the text of the Book of Years." Kagami looked around, took the book of years in Alkas's hand, and gently turned another page, and with her movements, the words composed of light spread out, and then gathered again, becoming different contents.
She actually understands the words of the Book of Years? Alcas glanced at Jingxiang, showing a little puzzlement and a little appreciation, "This thing is very interesting, let me take a look at it again." β
Alcas took the book of age and brushed it with great interest, but the strange thing was that it was a very thin book, and it did not weigh much in his hand, but it was like an endless stream of sand, leaking through his hand, and the remaining thickness was not reduced by half a millimeter.
"Hmm, are you sure this isn't a prank?" Alcas flipped his wrist sore, and finally couldn't help but snap the book of years, and the light and dark void around him disappeared in an instant, and the familiar warm yellow light in the shop was restored.
"Please, this is something that has been recorded for tens of thousands of years, how can you read it all at once." Kagami looked at Alcas's somewhat angry expression and said a little funny.
"Forget it, don't mention it," Alcas put the book of years on the tea table, half leaning against the counter, the scarlet pupils flashing, "Since I told you about the Blood Curse, you also have to tell me how the things in the shop came from?" β
"These things?" Jingxiang's eyes swept over, and the stall hand said helplessly, "I have spent thousands of years to collect, if I do, I am afraid I will not be able to finish it in a few years." β
"Uh, then you can always tell me how this shop came about, right?"
"Yes, but now is not the time, and when the time is right, you will naturally enjoy the right to know as a clerk."
"Hey, you're not keeping your word," Arcas straightened up, his long silver hair pouring down his shoulders with the movement, "Before I told the story, you promised, we made a exchange, I told you about the curse of blood, you told me about the history of the shop." β
"Oh, no, no, Your Highness, your Majesty, you are mistaken. When you said this, I didn't say yes, so you just kept talking to yourself, didn't you? You might as well reminisce about it. Kagami rubbed the corners of her forehead, and a sly light flashed in her eyes.
"Isn't it a promise for you to put on a posture of listening to a story?"
"Hehe, Alcas, you forgot about jì again, shop pù 133, everything the boss says is right, what the boss does is right, the clerk is not allowed to refute, not to question, not to talk back."
"You γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»," Alcas rolled his eyes angrily. Profiteer! β‘β‘οΌ Always use store rules to oppress the clerks! He wants to complain, complain!