Walking to a large wooden house, the roof was still wafting with misty cooking smoke, the dim light in the room shot out of the window, reflecting yellow in the snow, Mephistophelis pushed open the heavy wooden door, a smell of tobacco, wine and roast meat came to his face, Mephistophelis fanned the wind in front of him with his hand, he was dispelling the mixed smell, there were not many people inside, sitting at several tables, suddenly a person appeared at the door, so that the originally cheerful atmosphere came to an abrupt end, and some people whispered about this sloppy stranger, There are bows and arrows and animal skins hanging on the wall, the furnishings in the room should be a tavern, there are several oak barrels piled up behind the wide bar, a bearded man is wiping a big beer glass, looking at the uninvited stranger with a big beer belly vigilant eyes, and there is an old man watching TV on the bar next to him, with black hair and a sloppy face, looking at the color of the two eyes is completely wrong, and the dull eye with no vitality should be a prosthesis, The color of the other eye was a little smarter, and his face had a few old scars, but he was well-trimmed with his beard, the beard on his chin was slender and triangular, the beard was connected to the sideburns, the broad shoulders and deep one-eyed, and the wrinkles on his forehead and face showed that he was the older person here.

A cold wind blew from outside the door, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the movement outside the door, and they all looked up. This made the people here curious, and in this deviant town was a bad old man, hunched and a little lame, with a wooden staff in his hand, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him, and they were all speculating about how he had come here.

Mephistophelis walked on the wooden floor with a wooden cane, his lameness and the regular clattering sound of the wooden staff on the floor, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him until he reached the bar, and he shook his cloak and sat laboriously on the high chair, and everyone began to talk about the man's origin, while the boss glanced at him and continued to watch the ball game on television. The fat bar propped his hands on the bar, looking at the strange stranger.

The old man lifted the cloak over his head, his dark brown face, deep wrinkles, each wrinkle spoke of its pain, the thin and curved yellow nails of the withered fingers were more like heavy dead bark, and the rattle made a sound across the table, panting heavily, and the stench rushed out of his mouth, and the grim reaper hovered over his head, if it was willing to give the emaciated body a fatal blow at any time, a mouthful of yellow and black intertwined colors, tattered teeth, and constant coughing, The throat makes a purring sound, which is very uncomfortable to listen to.

"Hello, please give me a drink, thank you." There was a grunt in a slow, hoarse voice, and the fat bartender looked at him with a provocative eye, put the glass on the table, picked up the bottle and poured him a glass of spirits, during which he looked at him indifferently without asking anything.

"Hello, may I ask again, is that Maran Snod?" Mephistopheles asked the fat bartender with an ugly smile, accompanied by a violent cough.

The fat bartender looked at him, his eyes defensively staring at him like a sharp sword. The old man next to him answered his question in a hoarse voice, "After you finish your drink, get out of here quickly, there is no one you are looking for here?" ”

"Oh?" Mephistopheles was taken care of, and he suddenly became interested, and took his glass and went to the old man's side.

"I guess you know him, right?" Mephistopheles looked at the old man with longing and anticipation.

"He died, he fell to his death while hunting." The old man was very vigilant, touching his beard with his hand and looking at him with his eyes.

"Oops, that's unfortunate." Mephistopheles Phyllis again showed a sad expression.

"Maybe."

"And who is it now?" Mephistopheles drew a circle in the air with his hand, "I mean, who is your patriarch." ”

"What?" The boss pretended to be deaf and tilted his head to him in annoyance.

"Patriarch." Mephistopheles took the trouble to lower his voice and leaned into the boss's ear, still repeating with a hoarse and grunting sound.

"Oh." He dragged out Oh's voice for a long time, "You tell me what you have to do, I can tell you something, and there are no patriarchs here, only the elected mayor now, understand?" Now is the ...... of a democratic society" The old man leaned sideways and leaned on the table with one hand, tapping his fingers on the table, and the fat bartender who was wiping the cup next to him laughed, and the fat on his body shook with laughter, Mephistophelis did not care, and laughed with them.

"You ......, I know you, you're Welstein, you're Maransnod's son, I remember you, I was still ...... Those small, I didn't expect ......" Mephistopheles raised his thin and withered hand and measured it, as if he had not seen an old friend for a long time, but this action did not get Willstein's enthusiasm, and he was still as cold as ever.

At this moment, a young man came out of the small door next to the bar, with a cloth in his hand, and walked up to Willstein, who was also attracted by the strange bad old man sitting at the bar, the place had not been visited by strangers for a long time, and went up to the proprietor to hear the conversation between them.

"I don't think you have had a chance to turn over for a long time, and I'm here to give you a chance. Let's talk about it privately, I think you can change your mind, how about it? Mephistopheles looked at the old man and the young man beside him, showing his respect for them, and with some humble attitude, waiting for his answer.

Willstein disagreed, "I think we're doing well right now, and I've found that there's no shortage of opportunities here, and if anything, it's quiet, you're in the wrong place, you can go." ”

The young man next to him turned his head to Willstein and said something to Willstein, who turned around and said in an assuring tone, "Okay, do your job, there's nothing to do with you here." ”

"Don't refuse me so quickly, since Maran Snod is gone, you see that you are living like a lost dog, staying in this place where the sun does not see all day long, do you still want to nest in this place for the rest of your life, your ancestors have been here for generations, and you have not gone out for many years, right? Going out is an unexpected sight, a hundred times stronger than here, believe me. ”

Willstein looked at the bad old man with repulsive eyes, his eyes were cold and resistant, he didn't answer, silence was a more advantageous weapon for him, and it was the best way to make the demon in front of him give up his attempts, Willstein leaned his body towards Mephistopheles, the two heads were next to each other, and he lowered his voice.

"This is our business, I know what you want to do, as soon as you come in, I smell the smell of sulfur on your body, you can fool other people, but you can't fool me, now the words between you and me have been made clear, and we are not afraid of you, we were not afraid of you before, and we are not afraid of now, listen to my advice, get out of here after drinking."

After hearing this, Mephistopheles shrugged his shoulders to express his helplessness, and silently took a sip of wine.

"Why are you so stubborn?"

Willstein raised his head and raised his voice, as if announcing his results to everyone present, "Alright, I'm done, don't delay your journey, stranger, and I've got this wine." ”

"We should remove the barriers between us, you and I have an inseparable connection." Mephistopheles Phyllis was not ready to give up.

"What kind of opportunity?" This time, it was no one else, but the young man next to him who grabbed the words.

"Aha, it seems that young people are more interested, and young people should ......." Mephistophelis said excitedly, pointing at the young man.

"I told you, don't get involved in this, I'll let you go to work." Enraged by the young man's sudden interjection, Willstein admonished the young man again with a stern look and a reprimanding attitude.

"Father, this is an opportunity, and we can't give up the opportunity to get out of here." The young man whispered to Willstein, "You said you were going to take us out of here." ”

"Shut up, Neo, I told you to get inside." Completely enraged by the young man's words, Willstein shouted as he pointed to the small door behind him.

"Oh." Mephistopheles exclaimed, pointing at the old man. "I can guarantee that you will live a better life than this, you can get out of this mountain, the good days outside will make you obsessed, there are beautiful women dancing outside, you can taste better tastes, colorful scenery." Mephistopheles turned to Neo and tempted his heart with a better future.

"I've already said that we're very good now, we don't need it now, you can go." Willstein used his body to block between him and Neo, yelling impatiently at Mephistopheles.

"Let me tell me what my conditions are, and maybe you'll change your mind."

"I don't want to hear it, you should go back to where you should be, it's not for you, get it?" Welstein leaned forward halfway across the bar and pointed his finger at him hatefully, word by word coming out of his throat. "We don't know about others, but we all know you......"

"I don't really understand, I'm a kind expression ......." Mephistopheles deliberately showed his innocence, and said in a louder voice.

"I'm talking about hell, you shouldn't come out, it's not up to you here, it was before and now, you'd better not let me be rough with you, it's not good for everyone." Willstein shouted angrily, and the shout made the drinkers around him suddenly hear something, and someone got up and walked to the bar, standing behind Mephistophelis Felis, while the young man took a step back.

Mephistopheles's own identity was ruthlessly revealed, he was silent for a while, showed a sneer of disdain, opened his black eyes, and looked back at everyone, so that he didn't need to hide his identity, give up sweet words, and now the time has come to say who has the biggest fist.

"You're too stubborn, Wellstein. Your father's stubbornness and stupidity have put me to sleep for 300 years, and you have fallen into this situation, I was supposed to be a messenger of kindness, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant, I can completely make you here restless, I can also ignore what I have done before, I think we can be friends, but you are not as easy to contact as I thought, you are as annoying as your father, I am so disappointed, years of stocking have made you forget what respect is, Only with a whip can the beast realize who is the real master, and I have to teach you a lesson. Mephistopheles slowly got up from his seat.

The bartender pulled out a double-barreled shotgun from under the bar, pointed at Mephistopheles's head and said, "You son of a bitch, you're in the wrong place, it's not up to you here, the boss said, you can get out, don't let me see you." ”

Mephistopheles raised his withered hand, turned his head and pointed at the bartender, his eyes wide and his expression exaggerated, and his voice hoarse and hollow, "Really?" If it hadn't been for your reminder, I would have almost been scared to death. ”

The fat bar raised the gun to his forehead again, and as a result, the barrels of the double-mouth shotgun turned into two snakes, each of which made a sizzling sound and bit at him, and he quickly threw the shotgun to the ground, which was an illusion created by the devil, and the shotgun did not turn into a snake.

The fat bar couldn't hold back his anger, the anger made his eyes turn yellow, his back and shoulders bulged outward, his muscles swelled and his body became taller, his expression was painful, his neck stretched forward, his mouth became longer, the bones of his forehead were deformed, his ears became longer, his slender nails stretched out, his legs turned into backwards, his claws tore at his clothes and skin, and a beast broke out, covered with thick hair, and the people who were originally chatting quietly in the bar turned into werewolves with thick brown hair.

They bared their fangs from their mouths and roared at Mephistophelis with their mouths wide open, Mephistophelis turned sideways at the roaring wind, and the remaining werewolves gathered around Mephistophelis, ready to tear him apart.

"Get out, go back to your hell, you're not welcome here, and if you want to sleep for another 300 years, I'll be more than happy to grant you that wish." The boss poked the tip of his finger at the table, and he looked at Mephistopheles defiantly.

Mephistopheles laughed, "If you really want to fulfill my wishes, then give me the 'rib of death', which happens to be in the hands of your rival 'Blood', as a reward, I will give you stronger abilities, and I can also provide you with pure blood, unlimited fresh human blood, if you can't talk about it......" Speaking of this, Mephistopheles Phyllis suddenly didn't know how to continue, he stroked his chin with his hand and thought for a while, "Uh, do you know why people can't get complete freedom?" That's because species don't have the right to escape the control of their creators, you know what that means. ”