Sitting in the carriage, the four black horses ran towards the depths of the strange woods filled with clouds and dim light, and while driving, wolf howls sounded from time to time in the distance, and through the car window, Lin Meng even saw a snow wolf with pure white hair, following the carriage.

After more than 30 minutes of running on a steep cliff, the carriage arrived in front of a black castle.

In front of the castle, there are iron thorns intertwined, forming a fence portal - the castle handed down from the European Middle Ages, generally has the function of a fortress, which is an isolation gate built in ancient times to prevent the enemy from attacking, and each iron thorn has the thickness of an arm.

After the carriage had passed, the iron spikes crossed and closed from top to bottom, like a monstrous monster closing its teeth, as if in one fell swoop, the castle was completely separated from the outside world.

The dim castle is filled with a very strong eerie atmosphere, and the iron products like torture instruments can be seen everywhere, which is even more terrifying, Lin Mengzhi said that because of the death of his wife, Dracula, who was already extremely tyrannical, and liked to pierce people on iron crosses, became more ferocious.

Four hundred years ago, I don't know how many people were tortured and killed in the castle by Dracula, so that there seemed to be a kind of blood in the air that would not melt for hundreds of years.

Mysterious, dark, evil, shady...... This castle is like a monster with a long life, and if the Bible is taken out of the imprinted space at this moment, it will surely shine brightly!

On the castle built of thick boulders, there were burning torches inserted one after another, and in the jumping firelight, Lin Meng climbed the stone steps step by step and walked into the inner gate of the castle.

The inner door is also made of thick iron pillars, heavy and sturdy, after he approached, the two iron doors automatically and slowly opened, after stepping into it, the open door gradually closed, as if there was a mysterious force, manipulating in secret.

It was a stone hall, the walls were made of stones, like a cave, and the interior was furnished with bronze utensils, and above the hall, a rough black iron cage was burning.

The light released did not make the hall bright, but added to the gloomy meaning.

"Welcome to the Humble House, Baron from a foreign country, your presence has brought this castle to life."

With the voice of the old man, a black shadow floated out of the passage on the left side of the hall, and then an old man with a lantern walked out of the passage on the right, and the light released by the flames seemed to be distorted on him, and was reflected on the ground in a posture that violated the laws of physics.

It was an old man who was so pale that there was no trace of blood, with layers of facial skin folds, and long braids of silver-white hair, and two bulging buns.

On the old man's face, two dots of dark green in his eyes were the only color, and the eyes that emitted a faint green light made Lin Meng feel very uncomfortable, just like seeing a vicious wolf foraging for food at midnight, a brutal animal that wanted to devour his own flesh and blood!

The spirit of 12 points is more sensitive than ordinary people, Lin Meng's sense is not bad, as a vampire, he is indeed a natural enemy of human beings, a predator who feeds on human blood.

In the presence of such beings, people, just food!

I have to say that although the appearance gives people an extremely dignified sense of weirdness, the temperament of the old man, accompanied by the smile that said these words, this kind of elegance is beyond anyone Lin Meng has ever seen, enough to make many people can't help but feel broken at a glance.

In fact, this is related to the bloodline of vampires, this race is originally a highly charismatic creature, no matter in which world it is, Dracula is a well-known existence in the blood clan!

"I was taken aback to see you, I didn't expect that the noble baron of London, England, was actually an Oriental, I think, there must be something in you that makes people dare to be interested, and I can't wait, I want to know about the mysterious and remarkable Orient."

He raised a hand, this simple gesture was made, but with an indescribable demeanor: "You have come from afar, it is now meal time, if you don't mind, please let us go to the restaurant, where a light meal is prepared, and you can have a pleasant conversation while eating." ”

"It's an honor!"

Led by Count Dracula, Lin Meng followed him to the side passage, the old man was dressed very strangely, wearing a robe painted with a golden pattern, the background of the robe was like blood, the length of the back hem was seven meters, and it dragged on the ground like a carpet.

What makes people care is that the pattern stripe is actually a dragon! According to Dracula, this is the family's coat of arms.

If it is put in the Great Qing Kingdom, the texture of this dress alone is enough for him to be executed by Ling Chi, and it will also implicate the Nine Clans, but in the West, the dragon does not represent honor, but strength and evil!

The castle is made of rock, as is the dining room, and as soon as you enter, you will see a striking gold-rimmed picture frame, lit on either side of the frame by two thick white candles, and the flickering light of the flame illuminates a portrait of a middle-aged man.

The man in the painting is very similar to Dracula's facial features, but he does not have the white, evil inhuman atmosphere of the present.

Finding Lin Meng observing the portrait, Dracula smiled and explained, "This is ...... My ancestor, who was a devout Christian, was ...... hundreds of years ago Fight for the Lord......"

"Oh?"

Moving his body slowly, the old man walked to the portrait on the wall, looked at the painting, and his tone was full of emotion and nostalgia: "At that time, the whole of Europe was suffering...... Threatened by the infidels, he took up the sword...... Leaving his wife to protect the church from foreign aggression turned out to be ......"

Dracula turned around and looked at Lin Meng with a self-deprecating smile: "I have suffered a sad end. ”

"How unfortunate is that, I regret such a thing, and have a strong curiosity, and would like to let a guest from a foreign country hear the glory of your ancestors hundreds of years ago, and the misfortune that makes people sigh? I don't want to hear about privacy, but if I talk about it, it might resonate with us. ”

"My ancestor was once a prominent nobleman in the East, who fought to defend the monarch against the invading aliens, and was murdered by the monarch on trumped-up charges."

This sentence undoubtedly aroused a little favor from Dracula, and the respectful attitude he showed also satisfied the old man.

A strong sense of confiding poured out in the old man's heart, and the portrait on the wall was naturally Dracula himself, who had been haunted by the death of his wife hundreds of years ago, and after so many years in the castle, even a vampire would be lonely.

After all, vampires are human, and there is love, and hate!

"I'd love to tell you, please sit down."

Dracula picked up a delicate silver wine jug with a hollow pattern and poured a full glass of bright red wine in a silver wine glass for Lin Meng.

In Christianity, grape juice symbolizes the blood shed by Jesus for mankind, and the Gospel of John records Jesus' words: "Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise him up in the last days", so the Church sacrament contains grape juice.

But wine is different, it is fermented from grape juice, and the leaven represents sin!

Placing the wine in front of his seat, Dracula raised his hand to indicate that the stone table was already lined with silver plates, and there were only three kinds of food, but at first glance it looked luxurious, a plate of chopped fruit, a plate of roast duck, and a whole shiny roast chicken.

"Please dine."

Dracula pushed the cutlery over: "I've already eaten...... Therefore, I will tell you the story of an old man, a glorious ancestor, during your meal. ”

"Nope."

Although the food was abundant, and Lin Meng was indeed hungry now, since he had decided to arouse Count Dracula's favor as much as possible, he naturally had to make an extremely respectful attitude, instead of showing a nonchalant smile at the portrait of Dracula like the silly boy who was the protagonist of the plot, so as to make the old man angry.

"Listening to the deeds of your ancestors while eating, in our East, such an act is not respectful, and when eating, it is more used to talk about less important things."

"Whether it is facing an old man or facing an admirable sage hundreds of years ago, I should stand here and listen quietly with all my heart, this is the greatest respect for the noble family with the great dragon-shaped badge, in the East, the dragon is the most noble creature, and there is only one person in the whole world who is qualified to use the dragon seal, and that is the emperor."

"Count, tell me about your ancestors, I'll hear you."

Dealing with people like Dracula, ordinary compliments won't do much, but Lin Mengzhi knows his deeds and character, and understands that for this guy, the surname, the ancient battle record, the anger against the church, and the dead wife are the most cherished things.

"I somewhat understand that a young, at the same time Oriental boy, how can he get a noble title in the proud and old-fashioned country of England. In this case, I will introduce you to the deeds of the ancestor Dracula. ”

The white-haired old man's smile was pleasant.

"400 years ago, the Turks captured Constantinople, and the whole of Europe was in fear...... At this time, my ancestors stepped forward, and he led the hosts...... It was a great battle, outnumbered, annihilating the Turkish army, nailing all the enemy to spears and littering the corpses...... Europe has finally kept its ......"

Gradually, the smile on his face began to fade, replaced by a melancholy: "The era of killing has passed...... However, whenever I think about that era, my heart is surging! ”

He suddenly pulled out a cold and shining knight's long sword under the portrait, and danced wildly, this old man who had been walking stiffly before, made this move but had indescribable vigor, and then his melancholy expression turned into anger again.

"But...... The Church, God, forsaken him! He fought to the death to protect the church, but also to protect his lover! When he returned from the battle, he saw only his lover's ...... Remains. ”

The old man covered his face and cried bitterly, but soon he stopped his emotions and changed to a calm voice: "I beg your pardon...... My gaffe, you know, when a Taoist gets old, sometimes he becomes emotional. ”

"I fully understand your feelings, and I can understand the feelings of your ancestors at that time, please let me be the descendants, for that great and tragic ancestor, for his original achievements, and the pain of losing his lover, to express my most sincere remembrance."

Lin Meng looked at the portrait and bowed deeply.

After doing this respectful action, he heard in his mind the prompt from the reincarnation seal: "The attitude of the plot character Dracula towards you has changed from neutral to friendly!" ”