What greeted them was a cemetery, a round mound of sealed earth, the loess uplift imitated the mountains, each mound was inserted in front of a sword or gun as a tombstone, and an iron nameplate was hung on it, on which were written names and identities, all of whom were former enemies. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The white mist is vast, so that these enclosed earth round hills are like fairy islands on the sea, little Helen holds the little white cat, quietly walks on the sea of fog, this land of the dead is planted with many trees, there are pines and cypresses evergreen, there are also broad-leaved trees that have fallen off their leaves and only have branches and iron stems, sprinkled with moonlight in the wind, and the sea of fog complement each other.

In their field of vision, a blue streak slowly rose past the treetops, turning into a bat mark cast by a searchlight under the clouds, and then into a thin color of the moonlight falling down with a moonlight halo, and the black of silver oxidized after it had been left in the ground for a long time.

The red-black moonlight descended into the cemetery, which was the location of the epicenter, and quickly turned into a new tomb in the sea of fog in the clearing, with a height of more than three meters, very grandiose, looming in their sight through the trees.

Ji Lun had already rushed here one step ahead of them to check, and sighed lightly: "Western tomb?"

The characteristics are typical, and the large tombs in the European style do not have the Chinese princes who used the mountains as the cover of their minds...... Mainly small countries and widows, feudal separation, not to mention the earl, the king can not mobilize so much construction manpower, there is only a boxy stone house, but the advantage of stone is stability, enough tomb buildings to survive, if there is really money can also cause pyramids, that is the limit of stone tombs, not inferior to the mountains.

The style is generally the same, but this tomb has some special and unfamiliar details, it does not have the stone statue of the cross and guardian angel that are common in Western tombs in Ji Lun's impression, the cold stone roof is a stone sculpture of a pair of bat wings, and the left and right sides of the house are the stone carved pillars of the girl of Chiguo, their carcasses are surrounded by thorns, piercing into their bodies, and each of them holds high with both hands to support the eaves, holding up the posture of bat wings.

The girl on the left has a painful expression, and the girl on the right has a happy expression...... There is no difference in women, but it gives Ji Lun a different feeling, it may be some kind of mental hallucination, the tomb itself seems to be connected, and there is a reaction of strength.

The façade of the small stone house of this Western tomb was open like the tusks of bats, and an arch was erected, with two carved stone fences, which were now closed, and the house behind the fence was empty when seen through the gaps in the carved fences with two snakes intertwined vertically.

This didn't make Ji Lun strange, everyone is dead, there is naturally nothing in the room, just make a house, as if the owner of the tomb is still living in peace, the emotion and dignity of this death culture, human nature, fear of death and loneliness, this is the same everywhere, but I didn't expect vampires to be afraid of death......

Little Helen walked up to Ji Lun and looked at the complex and exquisite stone house: "Teacher, what is this?"

"The grave of that vampire count, Anthony von Marcus...... It looks like it's a bit of a preciousness, noble...... Hehe......"

Guillen shrugged, handed the hideous vampire head to little Helen, and as he left, he paused again and looked back at the two carved stone doors of the cemetery...... It always feels like an elevator room.

"Teacher?"

"It's okay...... Let's go. Guillen waved his hand and led little Helen out of the cemetery.

Until leaving the fog town, the evolutionary earthquake continued behind him.

Originally, there was no distinction in the cemetery, but a small wall appeared inside to surround the Western tomb, forming a distinction between the absolute majority and the absolute minority, but leaving a porch to communicate, the porch was made of jade on one side and crystal on the other, emitting two halos in the moonlight, so that the two sides of the cemetery were bathed in different brilliance.

Rumble!

The mist faded like a tidal wave, swept away all the scenes, disappeared on the river beach, and the figures of the master and apprentice disappeared.

Back on the "Water Temple Dragon Boat", Ji Lun's body shook, lost his suppression and coughed again, and when he took out a handkerchief again, he couldn't use it, and little Helen silently handed over the second handkerchief...... Ji Lun smiled and said, "You brought ...... How many are there?"

"A lot, a lot. Little Helen reached out and covered the teacher's mouth and told him not to joke.

She stepped into the corridor of the cabin, and almost bumped into the three Wushan sisters who came out to greet her, they looked at the blonde girl running over, asked a little nervously, didn't respond, went out, and saw Ji Lun come back safely, only to breathe a sigh of relief: "Did it succeed?"

Ji Lun covered his mouth with a handkerchief, didn't speak, just nodded, which made the three sisters happy, and Xiao Lu, who was thin and small and had a weak sense of existence, secretly paid the most attention to Ji Lun, and saw the wound for the first time: "Your injury ......"

Wu Shanxia woke up and said, "I went to call the doctor, he didn't get off the boat, he has been on standby......"

After she left, Wu Shanyan and her little sister Wu Shanlu helped Ji Lun into the cabin, went down the stairs, and sent him back to the rest room, regardless of the fact that this was a men's rest area.

When I went down the stairs, I still touched my lungs, blood seeped and dripped under my feet, the lights in the corridor were a little shaky and blurry in Ji Lun's vision, caused by excessive blood loss, I heard footsteps, many cabins opened, all of them were Chinese faces, neatly dressed, I didn't sleep at all, I waited late at night, at this time, I stood solemnly, without words, and watched Ji Lun walk by with a pair of eyes, and greeted him with attention......

...... When the old captain heard the news of the victory of the warriors, he also came over as soon as possible, he was dressed in an old military uniform, solemnly wearing a military hat, and when he came in, he was amazed: "I met your daughter, and I heard her say that she is a vampire, this thing...... Demon, I only heard the older generation of seafarers tell Western legends, or the earl, they are all heroes to fight, and it is difficult to hunt down and eradicate them, so you can kill it. ”

"It took a bit of skill. Ji Lun coughed again and again, and dyed the second handkerchief red.

"Take it easy!" the old captain burst out with his native accent, put on his hat, and opened the door: "I'll call a doctor...... Uh......"

Outside the door, little Helen appeared panting and leading the doctor, who was sleepy-eyed, obviously pulling up in his sleep.

The old captain got out of the way, looked at the blonde girl who ran in, looked at Ji Lun again, and smiled: "The young man has a good daughter", so he went to various parts of the ship and personally told the crew on duty the news: "Our hero is back~"

"Whoa-oh" There was a cheer in the cabins above and below the ship.

The Water Temple Dragon Boat was originally in a state of slow sailing, and the Chinese people organized to go into the cabin in advance to sleep, and the foreigners also slept one after another at night, no one paid attention, and the old captain maintained the minimum output of the steam boiler - at this time, the ship was burning coal, and the boiler and steam pipes needed to be preheated to a certain pressure to drive the mechanical runner, and the fire could not be extinguished, otherwise it would take an hour to start again - and sail at the slowest speed.

This is to avoid Guillon's high consumption.

The ship is the property of Zhang Alice Shipping Company, and all the crew members receive foreign salaries, but their hearts are not outside, they are not capable of going to the battlefield, and choose to support them silently in their own way, which constitutes the accent of this faltering empire of the fledgling industry.

...... In the dimly lit lounge, the doctor checked Ji Lun's body with a stethoscope, and after the end, he prescribed medicine, and told him not to use any more force, and he was embarrassed: "Second Lieutenant Xia asked me to wait in the lounge, I set the alarm clock for an hour, and I dozed off for a while, but I didn't expect Second Lieutenant Ji Lun to come back so quickly." ”

"Take a head, and you'll be back. ”

Ji Lun said very usually, but the people around him heard it silently, Xiaolu had tears in her eyes, her more lively second sister Wu Shanxia wanted to say something but couldn't say anything, and finally only the steady Wu Shanyan said: "Can you let us see its head?"

Boom –

The sound of papayas rolling to the ground, the cloth wrapping scattered, and a hideous vampire head swayed in front of everyone, fangs outstretched, wrinkled face, and gray hair, which would not have been recognizable if it weren't for the shape of the face and the outline of the handsome young violinist before.

But the evil told them that it was the same person, and the three women endured their fear, and when they looked closely, they couldn't see anything famous.

However, the doctor saw too many corpse specimens, smiled and said, "I have been a part-time veterinarian for two years", picked up the vampire's head, closed its open mouth, wiped away the bloodstains of Chen Hei, and rubbed his hands on its painful and twisted cheeks...... As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Xiaolu couldn't help but retreat and rubbed her position, strange to say, she was not afraid of Ji Lun, who was like a murderer, but she would be afraid of this kind of peaceful doctor.

After the doctor restored the vampire's head, he raised it in front of him and looked at it, pushed his flat glasses, and muttered, "It's a little familiar, I'......ve seen it in foreign newspapers."

In the previous conversation, I knew that the senior doctor who issued the medical practice certificate from the First Hospital of Zhili was Liuyang, Ji Lun's heart moved slightly, and just about to speak, little Helen covered his mouth, so he had to shut up.

A young girl from an ordinary Chinese family would not do such a blunt and rude gesture to her elders, and in the midst of everyone's astonished eyes, Lori took off her own woolen hat, showed her short blonde hair, and said to the doctor in Brieitan the standard name she had heard: "Anthony von Marcus." ”

The doctor looked slightly stunned, and the skull in his hand fell to the ground, and he asked repeatedly: "Anthony von Marcus...... Are you sure?"

"Yes. Little Helen put her beanie back on and replied in non-standard imperial Chinese.

"But...... I died ten years ago, and I remember that I saw Anthony's obituary in the newspaper when I was studying in Europe, and then I saw the profile picture on the printed materials of the music salon introduced by some of my classmates......"

The doctor clapped his hands, and all the memories were recalled in series, making his face suddenly change: "This famous musician in Europe, the genius Anthony, died at the age of fifty, and 100,000 people in the capital of the Kingdom of One Will carried his coffin, and the Frans Empire also initiated negotiations to dispute the issue of his burial place, believing that Anthony had been in Frans for half his life, so he should be buried in Frans......"

"The Monovolt refuted that the Frans were not worthy of a noble burial, and satirized that the old emperor of the First Empire of Frans rose in the Revolution, and the Revolution ......"

"It is said that the old emperor is not a nobleman, not a real king. (To be continued.) )