Chapter 2264 (1/2)
After midnight, the interior of the church was dark, only the light of the moon through the holes in the window and wood, squeezed into this place that even mice did not want to come.
There are traces of mending on the benches, and the paint on the cross's statue is all lost, revealing the inner mottled iron pieces. The Bible on the podium seems to be missing many pages from the side. It should have been used by Jesse when there was no toilet paper but had a stomachache.
The corners of the ceiling are cobwebs, and in front of the altar is a pool of blood. At this time, a skinny figure with barbed hair is cleaning up with a mop.
It's not just the blood that needs to be cleaned up, but also the stuff that's in the intestines and stomachs that's all over the place. It's the hardest thing to clean up the smell.
”Well, unfortunately, my nose is so smart that I always feel a smell.” ”I can't hunt myself, but I can't even do my own work
He was Cassidy, a vampire, who crashed into a small town. He didn't have a dime on him, so he had to sleep in church with Jesse.
The priest is drunk every day, and 80% of them still don't know his identity as a vampire. However, apart from those, they can be said to be like each other, so the blood clan becomes the gatekeeper.
It is ironic to say that the church is the holy residence of the Lord. As a result, it is a place of murder and blood race, making it a mess.
”Oh, my waist.” Cassidy straightened up in agony, and hammered a few times with his backhand: ”these two angels are aiming at Jesse. What's going on?”
He murmured about his work, but no matter how hard he wiped the floor, the smell of blood on his nose did not fade, but became stronger.
Sniff...
he found that the smell did not come from under the floor, because the angel's blood could not be drunk. They were industrial products from heaven's flowing water, and the blood tasted like kerosene.
And now this smell is the fragrance of virgin blood, and as a savvy vampire, he soon became intoxicated.
His feet were like stepping on the cotton. He raised his nose, closed his eyes and followed the smell. Soon he hit the wall.
It turned out that the sweet smell of the girl's blood came from the back window of the church, and Cassidy was entangled.
In the evening, why is there a smell of human blood behind the church? You know, it's a graveyard...
but if there's a girl who's injured coming to the door, do you want to smoke or not? This is a problem. In principle, if you want to be a good vampire, you should not hunt. But the more you smell this, the more hungry you will be!
Tangled, very tangled, he walked up and down the window, footprints on the floor quickly spell out the shape of chrysanthemum.
After all, he opened the window to look out.
If someone is really injured, you can bandage them and send them home. You can come back and lick the ground. As long as you go and return quickly, the blood will not evaporate so quickly. Although it is the Gobi desert, it is still cool at night.
It turned out that there was no injured girl outside the window, but a pale, handsome young man with short black hair and sexy buttocks and chin.
Seeing Cassidy push open the window and put his head out, the other party shook the blood bag opened in his hand and said to him with a smile:
”Oh, brother, do you want a plate?”
“？？？”
Cassidy has become a black face with a question mark. Why is someone selling DVD in the back door of church with a bag of blood at night?
No, that's not the point.
He quickly shakes his head, the other party is obviously a vampire, can be seen from the pale skin color, the pupil that glows in the dark, and the fangs in his mouth when he smiles.