Chapter 2 Have you become a vampire?

"Who is that, dancing in the dark castle..."

"Who is that, singing beside the blood-red flowers..."

"Who is that? It's roaring in the heavy coffin..."

The song is sad and sad, but it is as beautiful as the sound of nature. The song brings Wang Tianshi into a strange space.

Under the high bloody moon, the night is like thick fog covering an ancient castle on the top of a snow-capped mountain. The wind and snow outside are warm as spring. On the old walls, there are priceless oil paintings in the Western Renaissance. The exquisitely crafted wall lamps, round tables and high-back chairs with gold and silver, and the chandeliers inlaid with diamonds make the castle luxurious and stylish.

Accompanied by long and soft music, a pair of men and women danced in the lobby of the castle ground floor. The men were handsome and elegant, and it was difficult to judge their age from their appearance. The women were charming and beautiful, and they were all beautiful. When they saw Wang Tianshi standing next to the dance floor, their eyes were so cold and even mocking.

With the appearance of Wang Tianshi, the dance party instantly turned into a carnival. The men and women in the hall were drinking red wine while surrounding the at a loss of Wang Tianshi and walked up the steps leading to the second floor of the castle. At the end of the steps, there was a man holding a glass of scarlet wine and wearing a straight tuxedo. The still face like a sculpture gave Wang Tianshi an illusion of familiarity.

"Welcome to join us, Orientals, drink this glass of wine, I, Marquis of Flemen, and I will give you eternal life..." The man who called himself Marquis of Flemen, his voice was not as tough as his appearance, but had an irresistible and kind tempting power.

"Flemen..." Wang Tianshi only felt that the name was very familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere. He took the wine glass from Flemen's hand with trembling hands. Amid the cheering sounds of dozens of men and women below, the wine glass was getting closer and closer to his lips. He even smelled the smell in the crystal cup. His sense of smell had never been so exaggerated.

But he really smelled it. What he smelled was not the mellow smell of wine, but the smell of blood, just like the smell of licking his blood with his tongue. Wang Tianshi instinctively resisted. In this inexplicable environment, he became more and more panicked...

With a "bang...", the crystal cup fell on the ground. Looking at the wine sticky and not splashing far away on the ground, he became increasingly sure of his speculation that the cup contained blood rather than red wine.

The hall, which was shattering the wine glass and silenced, boiling in the next moment, people shouted:

"Kill this rebel..."

"Those who blaspheme should be punished daily..."

The crowd surrounded them, and they all showed their snow-white and slender fangs and pierced into Wang Tianshi's body. In an instant, his body was full of holes. He clearly felt that life was sucked away. He wanted to struggle but couldn't struggle. He wanted to get rid of it but couldn't get rid of it...

He was held high up by the crowd below to revel. He saw blood on everyone's lips, which was his blood. He saw the marquis who called himself Flemen on the steps, and his lips moved. Although he did not make a sound, Wang Tianshi clearly understood what Flemen wanted to convey.

——Admit your fate, the successor of the Dark City!

The next moment, a beam of sunlight appeared behind Fleur's side, shining on his tall body, turning him into ashes inch by inch, and more sunlight shone inches into ashes, and everyone in the hall turned into ashes at this moment.

When the last beam of sunlight shone on Wang Tianshi, Wang Tianshi finally screamed in fear, "Ah..."

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"Ah..." Wang Tianshi shouted and stood up from the bed, holding the sheets tightly with his hands, sweating profusely on his head.

"Tianshi, Tianshi, are you okay?" Wang Guangyuan, who had been waiting by the bed all night, asked with concern while seeing his son wake up while wiping away the sweat from his head.

Wang Tianshi looked out the window dullly, the warm morning light and the thin mist were entangled, and countless mountains and forests were intertwined, forming a thick green that could not be melted, extending into the distance.

"Fortunately it's just a dream..." Wang Tianshi, who returned to reality, took a long breath, shook his head at his father, and said that he was fine. His hand had subconsciously touched his neck.

"It's really strange. There were two blood holes on your neck last night. After I carried you back, it was gone. You were just sweating coldly. Have you felt uncomfortable somewhere?" Wang Guangyuan asked with lingering fear. He never believed in those divine things, so he naturally wouldn't think far. He just thought that his son was attacked by the strange creature that appeared last night. If his son had not breathed smoothly after his coma, he would have been going to the hospital overnight.

Wang Tianshi didn't know how to answer his father. The dream, the singing, the ancient castle, and the blood wine were still clearly imprinted in his mind and could not be erased. Wang Tianshi remembered the face when the vampire attacked him last night, and the face belonging to the Marquis of Flemen in his dream. The two calm and composed faces were exactly the same, and at this moment, they overlapped perfectly in his mind.

"Did that dream come true because of you?" Wang Tianshi asked himself in his heart. According to various legends about vampires, vampires insert their fangs into people's necks, which only have two uses. The first is to suck blood and maintain their own vitality, and the second is to inheritance.

"Accept your fate, the successor of the Dark City..." At this moment, the last silent last words of Marquis Flemen in the dream rang in his mind again. At this moment, Wang Tianshi seemed to have such a hint of enlightenment. He hurriedly grabbed his father's hand and asked:

"Father, that blood-sucking... no," Wang Tianshi hurriedly changed his words: "What happened to the mysterious creature that attacked me in the end?"

"Die... I have never seen that kind of tragic way of death. Its body turned into ashes in the strong light. Although it was a thousand meters away, although the ashes were so small, it still made me see clearly." Wang Guangyuan said aside with a hint of sadness.

"Dead..." Wang Tianshi murmured to himself, which reminded him of the vampire in the castle in his dream. Under the wisps of sunlight that were born out of thin air, they also turned into wisps of ashes, which clearly made him shocked.

"Is it because I met you that I have such a bizarre dream?" Wang Tianshi touched his neck and thought, indeed, his neck was clean and there was no scar left.

"Father, I'm fine..." Wang Tianshi said without any confidence, and there was a "gurgling" sound in his stomach. He was frightened last night and was overworked. At this moment, he woke up hungry, "I'm hungry..."

When Wang Guangyuan heard that his son was hungry, he hurried out to make a fire and cook. Wang Tianshi followed Wang Guangyuan out of the wooden house and went to the pond in front of the wooden house to wash.

When Mr. Wang was alive, he liked quietness and feared heat, so Wang Guangyuan built this two-room wooden house for the old man at the foot of Niumang Mountain dozens of miles away from Zhonghai City, so that the old man could come here to cool off every summer. This wooden house is only three miles away from the road. In order to prevent someone from disturbing the old man's tranquility, Wang Guangyuan bought it together with the five-mile forest around the wooden house.

Knowing that the wooden house is located, except for the deceased Mr. Wang Dingzhang, there is no one else except Wang Guangyuan and his son. So this week, after Wang Guangyuan came back from Carathletes in Hong Kong, he brought two fake blue and white porcelains and lived here to hide from debts, but no one could find them.

After washing up, Wang Tianshi, who had always been filial, did not rush to cook for his father, but stood firmly on the open space by the pond that was not blocked by trees. The rising sun rose and the sun gradually became fierce, instantly dispersing the last mist in the valley, shining on Wang Tianshi.

After ten minutes, Wang Tianshi, who had been sunbathed for ten minutes, had no discomfort on his body, nor did he turn into ashes and disappear like a vampire, and even had no rash on his skin.

This made Wang Tianshi, who suspected that he had accepted the first inheritance of the vampire Marquis, feel much more at ease, but when he stepped on his legs to the wooden house, an indescribable emotion instantly permeated his heart, and he developed a sense of disgust, not obvious, very nothing, but the real existence, he disliked this light...

It was like he died of his mother at the age of three and had always longed for maternal love. He never said it, but this idea has always been true in his heart...

His mood suddenly became solemn. The Great Wall was not built in one day. It was obvious that vampires were not transformed in one day. Everything had a process.

Will he become a vampire? Will he become a vampire? He has always been low-key in school and is willing to be a normal person humbly, rather than an alternative person who is talked about by others.

At this time, he realized what it means to be like. "Orients... after drinking this glass of wine, I will give you eternal life..." The voice of Flemen in the dream sounded in his mind at the right time, as if comforting him.

But there was a sense of sadness on his face!
Chapter completed!