Limitless Interpretations

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"perhaps."

Yan Wan's eyebrows moved and he spit out an ambiguous answer.

Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on the end of the carriage, full of surprise: "Interesting~"

Vivian turned her head and followed his gaze, but found nothing unusual. She couldn't help but asked curiously: "What? What did you see?"

Yan Wang shook his head. "nothing."

At the end of the carriage, a man who looked like a polite gentleman had just walked up carrying a suitcase.

Yan Huan could see that he was a human on the surface, but his body was filled with a strong sinister aura that even ghosts did not have. His sinister aura was well restrained at his heart and solidified.

vampire?

Combined with the man's slightly pale skin and slightly red pupils. Yan Wan could easily come to this conclusion by recalling the descriptions of vampires in his mind.

But who cares?

Yan Wan has no intention of doing such bullshit as slaying demons, defending the Tao, and supporting justice. He loves life and death, and he has no interest in caring about what the other party wants to do.

He was just a little curious about the difference between vampires and those described in movies.

Seeing that he was not interested, Vivian stopped disturbing him. She pursed her lips, took out a small book from her arms and lowered her head to read.

It takes at least six or seven hours to get to the destination Green City.

Yan Wan stopped talking, but his attention was always on the man who seemed to be a vampire.

A gentleman is judged by his clothes, and this guy was really handsome, so it didn't take long for him to get along with the girl sitting next to him. Coupled with his relaxed grasp of people's psychology, the girl is naturally willing to communicate with him.

"Here we come." Yan Wan curled his lips.

He saw that the man came close to the girl's ear and whispered a few words. Amidst the other's coquettishness, the two of them got up and walked towards the toilet.

five minutes?

Perhaps not, they walked out of the toilet, with satisfaction and contentment on the man's face. The woman was half-leaning on his shoulder, with a bit of excitement still lingering on her pale cheeks.

Yan smiled and shifted his attention, no longer paying attention there.

…

However, as the saying goes, God does not always fulfill one's wishes.

The less you avoid getting into trouble, the closer trouble will come to you.

Perhaps because one person couldn't get enough, the man looked at the passengers in the carriage with a critical eye. His attention gradually shifted to the back of Vivian, who was reading a book opposite Yan Wan.

However, he did not act immediately.

Because his intuition told him that there seemed to be some kind of terrifying existence near this prey. Even with his current situation approaching the Viscount's strength, he felt a sense of awe.

child? woman? ……It's him!

The man's gaze shifted to the young man opposite Vivian who was looking at him. He focused on the majestic sword in his hand for a moment.

Don't go, it's terrible!

The vague threat made his heart tighten.

But... the fragrance of pure blood exuding from Vivian made his mouth water, and even his eyes were faintly glowing with blood, and his teeth had a tendency to lengthen.

Virgin blood.

He swallowed and his eyes stayed on Vivian's back for a long time.

The man finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up, straightened his collar, and walked towards Vivian with a gentle smile on his face.

"Um?"

Yan Wang seemed to feel something, he opened his eyes and raised his head, and his eyes happened to make contact with him.

Ding!

The man's heart suddenly sank, and his smile became distorted. It seemed that as Yan Wan woke up and focused on him, he clearly felt a pressure that he had never felt before.

It's like...the fear of the inferior to the superior.

Pa da ~

Sweat beaded from his forehead and dripped down his face to the ground.

The man clenched his fists, his body stiffened, and one foot was still hanging in the air. The smile on his face had long since disappeared, replaced by unprecedented solemnity and fear.

Damn it!

Who is he?

The Exorcist? Werewolf?

As if feeling the tension in his heart, Yan Wan glanced at him in surprise, and then closed his eyes again. It was just the invisible opportunity that kept locking the man, preventing him from making any rash moves.

For a long time... the man returned to his seat with a cold sweat on his face and a livid face.

Although he didn't want to admit it,... just now, he was indeed scared.

This feeling is like being stripped naked and nailed to a cross. This man must have seen through his disguise, he saw that he was not human.

Time passed bit by bit as the man was restless and tormented.

Finally...honk!

The train slowed down and slowly entered the station.

Accompanied by the noisy sound, Yan Wang got out of the car with the crowd. He looked around, grabbed his pocket and walked out of the station.

"Huh!" The man exhaled fiercely, carried his luggage in a somewhat embarrassed manner, walked away from the crowd, and walked towards the other side.

"Who is this person? I want to find out. When did such a terrifying guy appear in Green City again? We must find out."

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"Are you Yan Wan?"

A little man looked at the picture in his hand, looked for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com and quickly waved to Yan Wan: "Dad asked me to come over and take you back."

"Yeah. Let's go." Yan Wan turned around to see him, recalled the information about this character, nodded casually, and followed the little man towards the carriage.

The character ‘Yan Wang’ has some relatives besides his dead parents. The little man in front of him is named Carter, he is his cousin or something.

It just so happened that he was short of money right now. There were still a few days left before the exam for the Exorcism Union. He could save some money by staying at a relative's house for a few days.

It has been said before that to a poor man a gold pound may be worth a great deal.

But don't forget, Yan Wan is now a warrior and a big stomach eater. Three meals a day, each meal must have a large amount of meat and nutritional supplements, so that it can withstand the consumption of the body.

A rough estimate is that he can eat fifty pounds of meat a day, as well as compressed bread, milk, etc. One gold pound was enough to feed him for two days. Next he would starve to death.

Sitting on the carriage, Yan Wan asked casually: "Carter, are your parents in good health?"

Carter bit his lip and frowned: "It's not bad, but my mother's health has been bad lately..."

Yan Wang squinted his eyes and thought to himself, sure enough, he hadn't seen each other for so many years, what kind of relatives had become indifferent to him earlier, and he came to pick him up this time, maybe it was because of what he said, right?

Knowing that he was going to take the exorcism assessment, he must have been asked to go over and check on Carter's mother.

"What happened?" he asked.

Carter smiled bitterly, took out a parchment from his pocket and handed it to him: "Some time ago, my mother was invited to attend an auction and bought a painting from there.

It is said that the painting used to be an alchemical item, but was later damaged. After subsequent repairs, the painting was restored. "