In the middle of the night, Cyrus received a phone call from his house, saying that Mrs. Quinn had been sent back to Poch's house.

"We'll continue our conversation later~" Zach sorted out his appearance and said goodbye to Louise for a while.

Louise smiled and went to play with ink.

As soon as Zach left the range of Grande, he saw Mrs. Quinn standing in Pochi's backyard, dancing in the moonlight, and seemed to be in a good mood~

"Need a dance partner?" Zach smiled.

"Please~"

Mrs. Quinn was already in a pose, and Zach filled her vacant spot perfectly. Front, back, left, right, uh, the dance of the two vampires is just the simplest waltz. Ballroom dancing at its most basic.

"Uh, my God. Pochi's speechless exclamation came from the room, "Shall I put on some music for you?"

"Please~" Mrs. Quinn looked back.

No matter how good the mood is, it can't change the fact that Mrs. Quinn has an old and wrinkled face. Looking back this time, it's not beautiful. Pochi shook the spirit and lifted the ledger in his hand, "Do you still want to come and see this!"

The male character in charge of the leadership pauses this basic dance step, "Is that the ledger?"

"Or else!"

Mrs. Quinn also turned around and glanced at the ledger in Pochi's hand, "Take it." ”

It needs to be explained:

This ledger was retrieved by Dale Walker at Quinn Manor after nightfall, and Zach sent him directly to Poch, after all, it was useless to stay in Grande. When the sun was setting, Mrs. Quinn went to visit Mokawi and Benjamin with Cyrus, who was off duty, and did not see the ledger of the return to its original owner for the first time.

Poki came over with the ledger unpleasantly, and when he handed it out, he was confused for a moment, and finally it was held by Mrs. Quinn. Turning straight to the last page, looking at the last item on this account, "Make my death." Of course, the position she looked at was 'maintenance,' "I wasn't going to keep accounts." Glancing at the impatient Pochi, "If it weren't for the purpose of calculating the inheritance for you, I wouldn't have bothered to count these things." ”

Regardless of the absurdity of reality in this statement, the word 'legacy' annoys Pochi.

"My inheritance?!You didn't even leave me Quinn Manor!!"

"A little bit of a good life, my dear grandson!" Mrs. Quinne's good mood may not have ended, but she paused halfway, "you already have your home, and you still think about the house of your elders, huh." Too lazy to pay attention to Poch's appearance, he looked at Zach, "I should have burned this thing, I didn't expect it to be in trouble." ”

"Nothing. "Zach is relaxed," Amanda is a cousin only. ”

"Cousins. Hum. Mrs. Quinn shook her head, and began to flip through the ledger in her hand, "I have never heard Amanda and her family mention this cousin, and if I hadn't left Amanda a sum of money this time, this person probably wouldn't have come over." Hmph, humans. ”

Zach just tilted his head sideways and certainly didn't comment. Poki pursed his lips and remained silent.

Mrs. Quinn turned the page a little quickly, and as she stopped at one page, she glanced at Poch, "Your parents." The ledger was handed to Pochi.

Poch took it and glanced at the largest and most vague 'maintenance' in a pile of account details, "What!"

"Look at the date, you can't think of what it is. Mrs. Quinn looked impatient, and lifted Zach's arm, intending to continue dancing.

Zach is naturally cooperative, front, back, left, right. Zach is also caring, and feels that Poch will have something to say, and this simple waltz dance step is flying all over the venue, always keeping around Poch.

Pochi's face went from irritability to calm, "It's the death of my parents." "Lead dancer, it doesn't affect Zach's listening, even though it's not for him, but the speaker doesn't care if there's an audience, does he? "You faked the truth about the death of my parents, turned them into martyrs in the war, turned me into a war orphan, and started the cause of an orphanage. ”

"Exactly. Mrs. Quinn followed Zach's dance steps, "What started by you, should be continued by you." So, the orphanage in the South Side is given to you, plus the sanatorium you already have now. Mrs. Quinn seemed to be a little dissatisfied with this overly basic dance move, gave Zach a look, and her body began to spin, "As long as you are not too incompetent, you can have a rich second half of your life, and my responsibility for the surname Quinn is completed." ”

Perhaps it is the relationship of the moonlight, the soft moonlight minimizes the shortcomings brought by human age to the greatest extent, and increases the posture that is not limited by age, Mrs. Quinne, there is a moment of beauty. Of course, when Zack's hand brought Mrs. Quinn back into his arms at the end of the spin, the beauty struck back to the archetype.

Poki blinked, "That's what you care about, responsible for the Quinin surname?"

"Heh, Pochi. I'm dead, Lady Quinn, dead. "Look at me, whether I'm a human being or a vampire, I'm not going to stay as Mrs. Quinn for any longer, do I need to care about anything else?" ”

An irrefutable argument.

"Ugh. Pochi closed the ledger in his hand, "And what are you going to do next?! I can't let you live in my house forever!"

Mrs. Quinn smiled and squinted at Pochi, "This is my dear grandson. "Don't be too sarcastic~" Don't worry, when I have mastered the ability to move freely, then, tired of seeing my great-grandson. I won't bother you. Trust me, it's coming. ”

Zach recalled the noon blob of black thread in the mirror without outline, without human figures, and slyly kept quiet.

Mrs. Quinn looked back at Zach, "See how long you can hold Barton steady, and if that's enough, I still have friends I want to hold." ”

Zach was a little helpless, "You're still thinking about making Mrs. Barton a vampire too." ”

"Of course, she's my friend. I'm an old woman, and as you said yourself, my appearance defines my place in human society. I won't have other vampires free, then, I need my friends to keep me company. ”

It's the truth. In the image of a middle-aged man, Zach can stay in one identity in human society for 10 to 20 years. Mrs. Quinn, in her current state, has been in the sky for about five years. People begin to wonder how the old woman next door to them has never been sick, visited by her family (children, grandchildren), or alive......

"Okay. Zach nodded, "You make your own decisions." "Seriously think," half a year, at least. Listen carefully to Zach's next words, "This time I went to the west, I was sure to use Tsmich and Cappadocia to fight for Barton for half a year's stability. ”

"More than enough. Mrs. Quinn accepted the answer.

Poch didn't accept it, "It's only half a year?! You can't be so ......"

It's good to interrupt early, "What are you excited about?" Zach pouted, "I'm talking about the vampire settling in Barton." Not you, not the wizard, not Papa Midnight. Sibella and the Devil's Banquet have a 10-year agreement, and you, the beneficiary who has done nothing, don't talk around. ”

"Hehehe. Poch didn't respond, and Mrs. Quinn smiled in Zack's arms.

Poki exploded and turned to leave.

Zach continued to accompany Mrs. Quinn in the front, back, left and right.

"I thought that you were recalled by the Demon Feast this time, and everything would be destroyed. Mrs. Quinn spoke.

"That's why you're in such a hurry to fake death. Zach was relaxed, "I thought you were going to enjoy human life for a year or two." ”

"Sort of, it happened, just right. Mrs. Quinn paused, "Pine, propose." ”

"What?" Zach was so surprised that he missed a step, but luckily it was just a basic dance step, and he made up quickly.

"I didn't expect this to happen so quickly to control his son Nate. Mrs. Quininn's face was a little difficult to decipher.

"You are rich, powerful, beautiful, and abundant. Zach tilted his head, "I don't think Mr. Pine is 'fast.'" ”

"Ugh. "But let's face face harder to decipher, "But let's face it, I can almost be his mother!" Mrs. Quinn snorted, "Everyone just thinks that we are all old guys, and in the eyes of young people, there is no difference between one wrinkle and two wrinkles, and they don't care about it." But the truth, as we all know, is just an energetic teenager who is obsessed with a motherly. ”

The wrinkles in Mrs. Quinn's immediate eyes, the wrinkles in Mr. Pyne's impressions of several meetings, and, teenagers,-girls-. Four images swirled in Zack's head. Indescribable feeling. Zach decided to put a smile on his face and not comment.

Mrs. Quinn also shook her head, "I hope to give him Quinn Manor as compensation for him." ”

Zach raised an eyebrow, Quinn Manor gave it to Pyne? Zach knew for the first time!

It sounds as if Mrs. Quinn really likes this energetic 'teenager', and perhaps now is a good time to tell Mrs. Quinn that Mr. Pine is now in grave......

"Oh, don't sympathize with Pochi. Mrs. Quinn continued. By the way, Zach didn't. "About a month ago, the ownership of the Quinn estate was transferred to him. Mrs. Quinn rolled her eyes, "That was an act of anger, and I didn't want to listen to Barton (Mrs.) keep talking in my ear about my relationship with Pine." ”

Zach was even more surprised, "So you gave your home to Pyne just to gag your friend's mouth?"

"Yes. Mrs. Quinn looked away.

Mrs. Quinn must have thought wrong, it wasn't Mr. Pyne who proposed, but she herself who released too ambiguous signals......

Zach hesitated, but then spoke, "Mr. Pine is in the cemetery right now, visiting you. ”

Mrs. Quinn looked back at Zach with surprise on her face, "So late?"

"Well, he arrived at about ten o'clock, and I took him to the cemetery. He said he couldn't sleep, Nate disappeared at night as always, he didn't know what to do, so he came to see you. I left him there, and he should still be there. ”

"Tsk, doesn't he know that Patton's nights aren't safe!"

"He didn't know. The police said that in response to the terrorist attack on the city of Patton, the self-bombing case has been solved, remember? ”

"*!" the old woman swears.

Zack's footsteps to lead the dance fell short, and Mrs. Quinn had already left Zack's side, just took two steps at the speed of a vampire, turned around, and stared at Zack, "How far can humans see in the night??"

Ah, that's the question that only newborn vampires ask during the acclimatization period, remember how we humans judge the sight distance at any time, simple, I can see you, you can see me. Now this basic rule of survival does not apply to Mrs. Quinn. She may waste the vampire's vision too far from humans because of her 'heart's desire', or she may be too far away to meet the ** at this time.

You know.

"You can stand in front of him, just ......," Zach pointed to his eyes, "no need to change it, just remember to leave this section blank." "Toredo, it's still a bit of an advantage.

Mrs. Quinn tried it on the spot, and after drooping eyelids, her eyes turned red once. Nodding, turning, taking two more steps, turning back, pursing his lips, "Northland's Tsmich is still making Banlin in Patton, and Mokawi has taken two more commissions to eliminate the time loop. ”

Zach didn't feel emotional, "Congratulations to the Zumen Firm, the business is prosperous." "Zach just knows, Cyrus will report the actions of several big gods in the family.

Mrs. Quinn took two more steps, then turned back, "Are you angry at my death, I have found Benjamin?" "I don't even know what the ancestral office is, but I just looked for him, not you." ”

"Nope. Zach smiled and shook his head, "Actually, I'm very, well, appreciative, you found him." Zach told the truth again, "Do you understand the significance of a group of Alpha and Mokawi helping Toredo create descendants?" Hehe. Zach's mind drifted a little, "This is the kind of event that will change history." ”

Mrs. Quin was quiet for a moment, "I didn't think much about it, I just thought you would get in the way." Then he gave Zach a smile, "But I'd love to show me how I changed history, and you have time to teach me well." "Mrs. Quinn's studiousness, we've seen it, didn't she ask Zach Mokkawi, so don't be surprised here.

"Tomorrow?" Zach smiled as well.

"Tomorrow, the same lunchtime. ”

It's so easy, tomorrow the invitation of the Grande gang has been confirmed.

Mrs. Quinn didn't have much of a problem, and this time she quickly disappeared after turning around.

Zach walked back to Grande, Louise waiting.

"Hah, you're back!" Louise was still with Mo, "Mur remembered where she had seen Miley!" Louise looked very happy.

"Yes. Zach laughed, but didn't really care.

"Look, that's it!" Louise pulled Zach and pointed to the TV.

Zach watched it for a while, but it was just an ordinary late-night show, and the timing problem, what Zack saw now is not a feature film, but an interstitial commercial. A republican woman who doesn't fit the aesthetics of that country, holding a bottle, uh, something, says it's the source of a happy married life.

Zach glanced at Mo, "Don't you have anything better to do at night?" "Don't look at these things too much.

"My cultivation is over. "Say a word that Zach never understood, it doesn't matter, the point is later, "It's this commercial! It's also in the Republic! The same lines and the same scene! But people, it's that Miley! I finally remember! This ad in the Republic was shot by that Miley Liszt!"

Zach stood there for a moment, the corners of his mouth began to rise, "We must tell James this, thick thick ......" uncontrollable laughter.

"Yes, but how?? He doesn't contact any of us anymore!"

"I'll think of a way~"