Alcas tapped his fingers on the table, "Hey, when did I promise to be your clerk?" I'm the prince of the Ventrue clan, how can I be your clerk? ”

"Hehe, I'm really embarrassed, except for the boss, can only be the clerk in this store, and there is only one boss here, and that is me, so if you feel that you can't be wronged, then listen to it."

"Hmph, I'm not happy to stay in this place!" Alcas grabbed his hat and put it on, got up and walked to the door.

Jingxiang sighed silently, "I really didn't expect that the prince of the Venture clan was so squeamish, and he would rather fall into permanent dormancy and let his clan fend for itself, rather than be wronged, tsk······tsk"

"Hey," Alcas took a few steps back and slapped his palm on the table, "It's okay to be a clerk, but can you promise to find a way not to put me into permanent hibernation?" ”

"Your Royal Highness, you can go and inquire, what is the biggest feature of my shop? It's about keeping promises! Jingxiang smiled very brightly, the oriental culture is really broad and profound, and this radical method is too easy to use!

Alcas was silent, his eyelashes pressed against his eyes, his emotions uncertain, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in front of him, and the turbulent air flow wrapped in a cold hard object hit the door in front of him, Alcas reached out to catch it, spread it out, and there was a silver classical ring lying in his palm, with a few mottled marks printed on it, and it looked like it was a bit old.

"This is the Light Ring, originally belonging to your blood clan, but many years ago, the prince exchanged it for me." Jingxiang said softly and deftly.

Alcas was slightly surprised in his heart, it turned out that the legendary light-proof ring was actually made of silver, you know, silver is one of the natural nemesis of the blood clan, Rao is a prince-level blood clan like him, after being injured by a silver weapon, the wound cannot be recovered immediately, but this ring is held in the hand, but there is no discomfort.

Alkas's eyes sank, and the light-proof ring turned around his hand a few times, raising his eyes to stare at the mirror incense. Legend has it that there are three rings of light, one of which was buried in his crystal coffin that he has not found since the first vampire ancestors, one was captured by the vampire hunter Montelman family thousands of years ago, and the third has long been lost.

Jingxiang ignored the other party's inquiring eyes, stood up idly and stretched, and then walked in the direction of the door.

"Where are you going?" Alcas also stood up.

"Of course, I'm going to help you find food," Kagami pointed at him, "Let's go together, you can pick and choose your blood type, lest I buy it that doesn't suit your taste." ”

The hallway was brightly lit, with the occasional vacant bed, an unpleasant smell of alcohol in the empty air, and a slight turn-over and muffled moaning came from some rooms.

Alcas pressed the cap and whispered, "What are you bringing me here for?" I don't suck the blood of the sick. ”

Jingxiang flicked his forehead biu, "The shop owner has a clear rule that the clerk is not allowed to do anything harmful, so your bloodsucking habit has to be changed, and it will become a blood bag in the future." ”

"I don't drink this frozen blood, and the noble bloodlines only eat fresh blood." Alcas stopped suddenly.

Kagami also stopped, a book popped out of nowhere in her hand and stuffed it into his hand, "Alcas, I think you should study the rules of the store carefully, the clerk disobeys the boss's order is a breach of contract and will be punished, when the time comes, don't expect me to be merciful to you." ”

Alcas held the shop rules in his hand, his brow furrowed, how could he feel like he had jumped into a dug pit?

Suddenly there was a commotion of footsteps in the quiet corridor, and when Kagami and Alcas turned around, they saw several medical staff trotting over with a medical cart, on which lay an old man of seventy or eighty years old, with twitching hands and feet, foaming at the mouth, and emitting a foul smell of alcohol.

"Doctor Fang, I just sent a patient, can you see if there is any salvation?" The female nurse at the head saw the thin figure coming out of the elevator, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly stopped him.

The young doctor in the white coat wore a mask, looked slightly tired, and seemed to have just come out of the operating room, with a photo on his chest and his name written on the bottom, Fang Meng.

The female nurse lifted the quilt covering the patient, only to see a hole in his chest, strangely, it was not blood that flowed out, but a black transparent liquid, and suddenly, the stench of alcohol became more and more intense, and several medical staff wore masks, and they still couldn't help but turn their heads sideways.

The doctor named Fang Meng only glanced at him lightly, his face did not change, and he said without emotion, "You can't live if you do your own evil." Then he turned and walked away.

"Alas, Dr. Fang." The female nurse saw him go away, and stood in place in embarrassment, although Dr. Fang was young, he was the best surgeon in the hospital, and she was still counting on him to be able to take this operation, but what is good now, they are hospitals, they can't throw patients outside, right? But if you put him here, I'm afraid the whole corridor will stink.

Fang Meng took a few steps, seemed to sense something, and turned around suddenly, just in time to meet Jingxiang's inexplicable gaze and Alcas's inexplicable gaze.

Oh, Jingxiang raised her chin, her brown eyes flowed, she was beaten by her in the afternoon and vomited blood, and she operated on people here at night, and her professionalism is really singing and crying!

Fang Meng's eyes were cold, although the surrounding scenery remained unchanged, he knew that the three of them were already in another space, and they couldn't smell the smell outside, only the sound outside.

Seeing that the eyes of the two of them were about to collide with a bunch of sparks, Alcas shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and picked a plastic chair in the corridor to sit down, with a look of good show flashing in his eyes.

"It turns out that you still have a profession as a doctor, and it's a good choice to hide in the city." Kagami said a little weirdly.

"I use human medicine to heal people, and I don't do anything with witchcraft, so what's wrong?"

"Hehe, there's nothing wrong with that, the doctor is benevolent, if you're a good doctor, but," Jing Xiang changed her words and cut straight to the point, "What do you want the years book for?" ”

She has to figure out the purpose of the other party, and the matter of the book of years is not a trivial problem.

"I should have asked you that, right?" Fang Meng took off his mask, revealing a handsome face.

Kagami narrowed her eyes and was about to continue talking, but was interrupted by a crisp sound from outside the barrier.

The three of them looked in that direction together, and it turned out that a cup had fallen from the old man, and it stumbled on the floor a few times before rolling into the barrier.

Alcas bent down to pick up the cup at his feet, and before he could take a look, he heard another movement outside the barrier, and the old man sat up from the ambulance, and the skin of his whole body showed traces of splitting, as if it was about to fall off.

Fang Meng looked outside the barrier, "It seems that I have to settle the matter outside first, and then discuss the issue of the Book of Years with you." ”

A puff of purple smoke spilled from his fingertips and drifted out of the barrier, burrowing into the eyes of the medic and the old man, who stood in a stiff position as if they had been immobilized, maintaining their movements for the last second, the old man still outstretching his arms and his cloudy eyes about to fall.

"Do you know what's going on?" Fang Meng turned his head and asked Jingxiang.

Kagami knew what he was referring to, and she glanced at the cup in Alcas's hand, which was embossed with nine dragons, crystal clear and imposing. She smiled conceitedly, "There's nothing I don't know. ”

The eighties of the twentieth century.

The sky was dark, the earth was already asleep, there was an occasional dog barking or two in the night wind, even in summer, the night was still a little cool, Chen Zhong tightened his clothes, pushed the bicycle and walked home.

His head was lowered, his face was sad, and his mood was extremely bad, in order to make up enough for his son's junior high school tuition, the family saved money for a few months, and left a few food stamps and cloth stamps, and specially asked him to go to the town to exchange some money, but who knew that he lost it on the way, such an important thing-

Alas, it's not a one-way street, he accidentally broke the chain of the bicycle he borrowed from a neighbor, this thing ordinary people can't afford to buy, now it's good, you have to lose a lot of money!

Chen Zhong shook his head dejectedly, and found a big stone to sit down on by the river at the entrance of the village, he didn't dare to go home at this time, first, he couldn't explain, and second, he was afraid that the tigress at home would be powerful.

He's really living a bad life!

The moonlight is hazy, and there are few stars.

Recently, during a dry day, the river has been cut off, and only a few shimmering beaches remain in the middle of the riverbed.

Chen Zhong was in a daze, and suddenly saw a figure crawling up from under the river, which really startled him, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be the second fool in the village.

In normal times, Chen Zhong didn't bother to take care of him, but at this moment, the things in the hands of the second fool attracted his attention.

"Second fool, what are you holding in your hand, show it to my brother." The second fool drooled and handed over the thing very obediently.

Chen Zhong took it, and what he held in his hand was a wine utensil, which was covered with mud, and he couldn't see the specific form, but it was certain that it was something very old, maybe it was rushed out of the imperial tomb in the mountains.

The old people in the village often say that hundreds of years ago, the feng shui of their Shizi Village was excellent, the mountain peaks were continuous, the layers of guards, the layers of locks, solid as gold, the dragon formed by the mountains was vivid and lively, and there were bee waists and crane knees, it was a good place to gather the Tibetan wind. Especially in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the royal family especially likes to choose the location of the mausoleum here, so there are many royal tombs and various treasures hidden in the mountain, the river at the entrance of the village leads directly to the mountain, there are often some broken utensils in the river beach, some people are lucky, it is not uncommon to dig up precious treasures and make a fortune.

Chen Zhong's eyes rolled, and he had the idea of taking such a treasure for himself.