I believe many people have seen the vampire movie, not only the person who is sucked will die with a comfortable face, but the party who sucks the blood will also be very intoxicated.In the Crucidian view, blood is closely related to the soul, and when the blood leaves the body, it also means the soul leaves, and the person will die as a result.At the Last Supper, Jesus said, "Some of you have betrayed me, but know that this bread is my flesh and the wine is my blood." ”And vampires, as a people cursed by God, can only drink human blood to survive, representing their betrayal of God's faith, which is the core of the curse.All in all, when vampires drink blood, they will feel endless pleasure in this curse, which will further deepen their sins, just like Cassidy now, after drinking about two packets of blood, he acts a little drunk.It's been a long time since I've drunk blood, and this time I'm a little overeating, and my brain is dizzy.And the handsome vampire, who called himself Edward, did not drink a mouthful of blood, but with a reserved smile, sat beside him and chatted with him, and let out restrained laughter from time to time.Although he knows that the two sides are definitely not of the same class, this does not prevent Cassidy from admiring others a little, he has an aristocratic bearing, and it will not be difficult to contact, is this the essence of the thousand-year-old blood family?
Can't compare, can't compare.The other party watched him gulp blood, but there was no trace of it in his eyes, what kind of strong willpower is this?
The mere smell of blood makes me feel numb.However, in the admiration, Cassidy gradually drank too much, and he soon forgot what his status was, and hooked up with the other party, and the two sat on the prayer bench in the front row, blowing cowhide to Jesus Christ on the cross.Like all Bloods, Edward's body was frighteningly cold, and he was like a piece of ice that blew through the night.The two began to make small talk about the size of their butts and the taste of blood, and then they began to talk about the ferocity and darkness of human beings, and the difficulty of life.With the advancement of science and technology, humans who used to only be active during the day began to encroach on the night, and the living space of the blood clan became smaller and smaller.Cassidy then began to complain that the money in the town was hard to make and his face was ugly, and he wanted to use the identity of the church janitor to go out and do some work, but the people in the town did not believe in God at all, and they did not even pay attention to the priest."
God is a piece of waste!"
Cassidy was drunk, his eyes were hazy, and he hiccuped, and the smell of blood came out of his mouth along with bad breath: "The townspeople don't give him face, it's not as useful as what a capitalist says!"
”"Well said, let's play a game."
Edward, who was at his knell in nature, stood up and somehow pulled out a pistol and shoved it into Cassidy's hand.Then he jumped on the cross as if he were floating, took out a pen, and drew several circles on the icon, the innermost circle blackened.To put it simply, it is to draw a target on God.Then he jumped off the ground, lit the candle next to the altar, and took his cloak again, "Let's play with human weapons, and we'll be idle at night anyway, if you can win me, how about I'll give you a bag of blood if you win a game?"
”"Not quite right, right?"
Cassidy was just a little flustered, not downwitted, it was one thing to stay in a church, and another to shoot at God.He will also use firearms, but is he really going to fight God in a competition?"
Rest assured, God likes to be beaten up."
Su Ming returned to him with the appearance of the blood clan, pulled him back a few steps, and when he reached a position about thirty meters away from the cross, he drew a line on the floor with the tip of his shoe: "The true ancestor of the blood clan, Dracula, spit and peed on the cross, in exchange for the curse of immortality, you shoot a few pistols at God, can you still be struck by lightning?"
”Cassidy tilted his head and thought about it, it would be good to save more food reserves, and it would be good to keep it in the refrigerator on weekdays."
That's right, then I'll do it first.""
Well, five bullets per person, you go first."
The Bloodline named Edward smiled handsomely, and he made a 'please' gesture, and his gestures were full of grace.As for whether the jackpot will be cashed out?
Cassidy no longer doubts that he is poor and white, and this noble young master is not short of blood at all, and he will not lie to himself because of this.Then gunshots rang out in the church.Outside the main entrance, Cassie, who was digging a pit under a tree with his crooked neck, heard the movement inside the church, and he immediately dropped the iron lift and ran back into the church.As a result, Cassidy and a stranger are seen shooting at God.I was still nervous, did I encounter a robbery or something, but this is what happened?
The priest breathed a sigh of relief: "What about playing with guns?"
”"Hmm" Cassidy hid the blood bag, looking a little weak."
This friend looks a little raw?
Do you know?
”Jesse didn't notice the movement of the vampire's hands, and his attention was all on the stranger."
I'm Cassidy's neighbor's second uncle and a distant relative of his grandfather, Father, just call me Charity."
Su Ming directly picked up the topic, with a gentle smile, stretched out his hand and shook Jesse's hand: "I came here to see how he was doing, but he was a little late because he got lost, and he went to the back door just now." ”The town priest, who had already drunk, suddenly became more relaxed, and if he didn't come through the front door, it meant that he didn't see the body, so it would be fine."
Hello Ed, I'm Jesse, the priest of this church, and you can stay here tonight."
He also shook hands amicably and sniffed: "Your hands are still quite cold, I really envy your physique in this summer, by the way, what kind of play are you doing?"
”"We're gambling on drinking."
Edward magically took out a few bottles of wine and placed them on the bench next to him: "Jesse, do you want to play?"
Whoever has the highest number of rings in each round will get a big drink. ”Jesse was an old drunkard, and when the bottle was opened, the aroma was overflowing, and he thought it would be okay to wait a little longer to bury the body.Anyway, the corpses don't run away, and no one usually comes to this wasteland at night."
I'm not welcome when it comes to wine, ha, in fact, my marksmanship is quite good."
The priest took the gun from Cassidy's hand and fired at God on the cross, only to see the head of the icon 'dropped' with sparks, and then look at the seal, all of which were ten rings."
You win, have a drink, drink more, I'll see if you can play so accurately in a while."
Edward smiled and handed over a large glass of spirits, the brown liquid looking beautiful and seductive in the moonlight and candlelight.The priest took the glass and took a sip, then handed over the pistol, and Cassidy came first.He indulged in the refreshing sensation brought by alcohol, and after digging the soil for a long time, it was refreshing to have such a drink.Even if he had something of the level of 'creation' in his chest, he didn't have eyes in the back of his head.At this time, he didn't notice that under the crooked neck tree outside the door, there were two black shadows, one large and one small, silently chopping the corpse with a snowy steel knife, and then transporting the corpse into the grass in the distance like an ant moving.In less than five minutes, Harley, who was born in Gotham, had disposed of two corpses cleanly, and she was so good at it that she wouldn't forget it after learning to ride a bike.She smiled from afar, made an OK gesture to the death knell that had transformed into a handsome guy, and disappeared into the night.