Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

After Mr. De La Hera left, the door to the attic was closed.

The lights in the attic were blown out, so the light was very dark, so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. It was so quiet that you could only hear the sound of the person turning over on the bed.

At this time, the little girl who was as shy as a rabbit just now looked at her fingers with a blank face, and his breath seemed to still be on them.

After confirming that Mr. De La Hera had really left, she sat up, turned on the light, and began to read the books she bought in the town today.

When he wasn't paying attention, she secretly took a book about vampires.

It just so happened that tonight he left, so she could stay up late and read.

Little Mia adjusted the light to the appropriate brightness, and then placed the book on the pillow.

Lying on his stomach, he raised his feet slightly, swayed, and opened the first page of the book.

She cupped her chin and watched quietly, her shadow vague in the candlelight.

In the attic, there is also a peaceful and comfortable atmosphere.

Soon, when I turned to the third page, I saw little Mia's eyebrows suddenly frowning, and her swaying feet froze at that moment.

Her fingertips were slightly stiff, staring at the introduction to the Vampire King in the book, reading word for word.

Turn the page, turn the page, turn the page again.

There is not much introduction to the Vampire King in the book, and they basically talk about his powerful abilities.

Among them, he is not afraid of the sun and can walk in the sun at will.

The girl chuckled and sneered.

Close the book with a snap, turn off the light and go to sleep.

"Dog man, let's see how long you can keep pretending."

In the darkness, her tone was cold.

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small town.

The small town in the middle of the night, without the warmth of the sun, was completely shrouded in darkness, and you couldn't see your fingers.

In the dark night, the streets of the small town were silent and eerie, without a trace of living things.

The wind howled coldly, and from time to time you could hear the rustling of leaves. At midnight, a black cat suddenly passed by the window and made a strange meow.

The silence in the town is terrifying, as if the darkness is about to swallow everything, and the black cat is like a messenger from hell, announcing the coming of the devil.

Outside the town, in the forest that had been buried in darkness, there was the sound of rustling leaves and the hoarse, bone-chilling cries of crows, making the dark wilderness even more lonely.

In a dark and distant corner, a slight cry with a semi-fluid texture meanders, melted into the air by the rain, and the outline is washed away, leaving only a thin layer, like the skin of a dead person.

Here, humans seem to have an invisible agreement and will never come out at night again.

And that weird black cat jumped over the eaves, like a strong dose of medicine, suddenly arousing the barking and roaring of vicious dogs somewhere.

One voice after another, no one knows who is provoking whom.

The black bats in the forest were frightened and flew wildly, causing the leaves to make friction and collision sounds. In the middle of the night, they were like devils with fangs and claws, trying to completely devour the living creatures that passed by.

At this time, Laurel had just finished her housework for the day and returned to her room with heavy and tired steps.

The room was provided by her employer so that she could get up early every day and make breakfast for the guests.

After Laurel washed her face, changed her clothes, and was about to lie down, she suddenly heard a strange cat meowing on the eaves.

One after another, like a dead baby, crying silently, shrill and sharp.