"Grandma, grandma!" On the phone, Xiangxiang's cry with fear was heard.

"Don't scream, I'm not your grandma." Wen Yiqian rubbed his ears.

The only advantage of this kind of old machine is that it is loud.

"Who are you?" On the other end of the phone, a hoarse voice suddenly changed.

"The one you saw on the bus today." Wen Yiqian got straight to the point, "Isn't it me who you're looking for?" ”

"Truly......" On the other end of the phone, there was a strange laugh, "It seems that you are not stupid." ”

"What do you call it?" The corners of Wen Yiqian's mouth rose slightly, and his face showed a little disdain.

"You can call me...... Dracula. The other party solemnly introduced himself.

"You're a vampire?" Wen Yiqian asked rhetorically.

"It's not ...... now," Dracula's voice carried endless yearning, "but soon!" ”

"Why?"

"I saw it in an old book." Dracula never seemed to have revealed this to anyone else, as if he had found an outlet, and gushed endlessly, "It is recorded in the book that you only need to drink the blood of ten Yin Beings to become a vampire and become an immortal being!" ”

"The ...... recorded in that ancient book," Wen Yiqian asked with a serious face, "Is it Chinese or English?" ”

"Chinese, is there any problem?" Dracula wondered.

"Then why did you become a vampire instead of a zombie?" Wen Yiqian said curiously.

"......" Dracula fell silent.

Wen Yiqian's focus really made him a little speechless.

When ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, shouldn't the first thing they care about should be the truth or falsehood of the matter?

Asking if there are vampires in this world, is it a normal person's brain circuit?

"Is there any difference between a vampire and a zombie?" Dracula asked.

"You're asking the right person, you haven't written a novel, so you probably don't understand." Wen Yiqian said eloquently, "Vampires originated in the West, have flexible limbs, are afraid of sunlight, garlic and crosses, and can speak. ”

"Zombies are our native products, with stiff limbs, can only jump, can't speak, and can only be dealt with props such as black dog blood and peach wood swords."

"Of course, in addition to these two, there is another branch, and that is zombies."

"Zombies, can you understand? It's the kind of ...... in the movie."

"Shut up!" Seeing that the other party showed no signs of stopping, Dracula couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily, "In this situation, if you tell me about zombie zombies, believe it or not, I will immediately turn this little girl into a dried corpse!" ”

"Didn't you ask? I'm just answering you with all my heart. Wen Yiqian snorted lightly and pursed his lips.

"Okay, okay, I don't want to talk nonsense with you." On the phone, Dracula's heavy breathing was heard, "I only need to drink the blood of two more Yin Men to become a real zombie...... Bloodsucker! ”

"Zombie vampires?"

"Shut up!" Dracula was annoyed and roared hoarsely in a hoarse voice, "Now, immediately, go and find these two Yin Beings for me, and bring them to me." ”

He continued, "Otherwise, this little girl will die a very ...... cough cough cough~"

At the end of the roar, his throat was a little unbearable, he kept coughing, and simply hung up the phone.

Wen Yiqian looked at the phone, sighed slightly, and dialed it back.

"What for?" Dracula's anger did not subside, and his tone was extremely impatient.

"Tell me what a person of the most yin is." Wen Yiqian said helplessly.

Dracula: "......"

……

In the dark environment, Dracula stared at the little girl in front of him with cold eyes.

Xiangxiang looked scared, holding her face, wanting to cry but not daring to cry.

"Don't worry, I won't drink your blood now." Dracula grinned, "When I become a vampire, you'll be my first delicacy!" ”

"I just wet the bed last night, it stinks, it doesn't taste good." Xiangxiang curled up and said with an honest face.

Dracula was silent for a moment, and his phone suddenly rang.

"Found the person I wanted?" He looked at the number and said coldly.

"That's right." Wen Yiqian's voice seemed to be very happy, as if he had just done something very pleasant, "I'll take a picture for you." ”

In an instant, Dracula received a text message on his phone.

Switching over, he clicked on the text message and saw a photo.

In the photo, Wen Yiqian is smiling and comparing scissor hands, and on the ground behind him, there is a man lying on the ground.

The man clutched his chest, his face painful and struggling, blood staining his clothes red.

"How?" Wen Yiqian's inviting voice came from his mobile phone, "I specially found someone to check, and there is only this last person left in the entire Di Tan City, and I finally found it." ”

"Are you crazy?" Dracula shouted angrily, "I want you to bring him to me, not to kill him!" ”

He clutched his arm and looked mad, "If he dies, the blood will no longer be fresh, and it will have no effect!" ”

"It's okay, don't worry, if you're dead, you're dead." Wen Yiqian's voice was full of indifference, "I'll find it for you slowly, but since there are no more Yin people in Di Tan City, I have to go to other cities and give me a few more days!" ”

"I don't have time......" Dracula growled, coughing before he could finish his sentence, "ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"What then?" Wen Yiqian seemed to panic, "Why don't I bring him to you?" ”

He paused, "But with such a dying person, it's not very convenient to move, what if he dies halfway?" ”

"Where are you?" Dracula looked at the blood he coughed up on his hands, and his eyes were full of madness.

"Caiyun Road, in the alley next to Jiawangfu supermarket."

"Whatever you do, you must not let him die until I come. Otherwise, you should know the consequences! ”

……

Taking a taxi, Dracula came to the location Wen Yiqian said as quickly as possible.

Looking at the long alley next to the supermarket, he stepped into it without hesitation.

Soon, Dracula saw a man lying on the ground, his chest red with blood.

This guy is the guy in the picture!

Dracula couldn't care about anything else, and couldn't wait to rush up, lying on the other party's wound, sucking wildly.

After a while, he was slightly stunned, slowly raised his head, and tasted the taste in his mouth.

Immediately, he dipped his finger in a little blood from the other party's body, put it in his mouth, and said with some uncertainty on his face, "This blood...... Why does it taste a little weird? ”

"What's wrong?" An abrupt voice rang out from behind him.

Dracula was slightly stunned and couldn't help but turn his head immediately.

I saw a figure walk up to him from behind, crouch down, and put a little blood in his mouth with his finger.

"This ketchup tastes very authentic, huh?"