Chapter 1 Fangs

Ding You, who was completely distracted, was allowed to be slapped and abused by the heavy rain. He was unable to resist. Just this morning, his mother hanged himself and abandoned him because she had no money for cancer. Just a few hours ago, he also lost his job, and then he robbed his favorite woman with his best friend who had been playing since he was a child, as if All the good things are far away from him in a day! And all the misfortunes rushed to him like mountains and seas. From today on, he has been an orphan, an orphan abandoned by the world.

What else can I do? So what can happen? At this time, Ding You crouted his body in the rainstorm. His whole body collapsed, and his sense of powerlessness filled his whole body. He dragged so tiredly that he moved slowly as if he had been filled with lead.

The neon lights on the street flashed charmingly in the rain. There were few pedestrians on both sides of the road, and several scattered figures slid past Ding You with strange expressions.

Sometimes not all strangers who pass by you may be strangers. Maybe there are people or things that can change your life.

Under a huge black umbrella, a man and a woman slowly brushed past Ding You, just like an ordinary couple on the street.

The woman was complaining about something to the man. Suddenly, the woman stopped, closed a pair of enchanting eyes, sucked her nose hard, and showed an intoxicated expression. "There is a smell of melancholy and despair in the air, which is very fragrant..." She continued to shrug her nose: "This smell is also mixed with a sweet place. The man's milky, very... seductive..." It was like being immersed in the silky taste of chocolate. The woman's face was intoxicated, and the two red lips on her white paper-like face were so hot that she was about to burn in this rainy night, which made people's eyes hurt.

The man holding the umbrella next to him stopped with the woman, and a pair of eyes stayed on Ding You, who was slowly dragging his body forward in the rain.

"He?" The man asked, with a trace of hoarseness in his voice. The voice was hoarse, and the man's appearance was even more dry in the desert. His scorched skin was almost completely mixed with the night in the dark rainy night. It was because of this that the bright eyes were so eye-catching, like the blue wolf pupils in the night.

Sat the first time! The woman opened her eyes, and the streamer overflowed from her pupils. A white tusks were faintly seen in the cracks between the bright red corners of her mouth. I turned around and looked at Ding You, who was staggering forward in the rain.

"Yes!"

In this way, a huge black umbrella behind the confused Ding You walked slowly with him not far away. The black umbrella and the night were completely integrated, just like a mantis hidden in the leaves, but I don't know when the mantis will show his knife.

At this time, Ding You's head was blank, numb and there was no perception. Today's blow to him was really too big. Heaven and Hell was indeed only one step away.

Ding You slowly stepped into a dark and narrow uninhabited alley. The hunter had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and his thirsty lips were anxiously looking forward to the moisture of blood.

The woman suddenly turned into a gray shadow, and the distance of more than ten meters was almost in the blink of an eye. The next moment, the woman jumped on Ding You's body like a hungry wolf. The splash splashed and threw him into the dirty mud. The woman hugged his body and roared, with long fingers. Sen Bai's fangs pierced Ding You's neck fiercely after a soft sneer.

Ding You subconsciously struggled to stop resisting when he knew that something was sucking his blood. He let the woman suck greedily on his neck, numb like wood and a dead man.

"Death is liberation, and it's good to see your mother." Ding You thought so.

Ding You's eyes quietly looked at the dark sky and the heavy raindrops that seemed to fall from the abys of hell. He had never observed these raindrops so carefully. A big umbrella slowly appeared in his vision, blocking the dark sky in front of him and those bean-sized raindrops.

The sound of dense raindrops tapping on the umbrella cloth suddenly sounded, and the originally silent world seemed to suddenly become noisy with the rattling sound, so deafening.

A pair of eyes appeared under the umbrella, and the man looked blankly at Ding You, who was lying on the ground and allowing the woman to suck blood. Ding You also looked at him with no expression, "Are I going to die?" Ding You asked calmly, as if the blood being sucked on his neck was not his.

The man shook his head and said, "You have a half chance of not to die."

Ding You's face showed a trace of disappointment and sighed, "How good it is to die!"

"Sometimes it's hard to die." The hoarse voice of the dark-skinned man sounded, and there was a buzzing echo in the air.

Ding You slowly closed his eyes. He was tired, tired and didn't want to live. A person who was careless and wanted to die was not afraid of this feeling. He felt the hot beating of the blood vessels on his neck. The melodious and rhythmic drums gradually beat in his mind. It was accurate and rhythmic. It was the sound of the heartbeat and had his own. There was the woman who bit his neck, and the two heartbeats gradually converged into one, dong, dong, dong, dong... It's a wonderful sound, isn't it? A relieved smile appeared on Ding You's face.

Ding You wants to immerse himself in this, just like falling into a bottomless swamp. He is completely immersed in the unknown darkness. It's better to never see everything again and never feel everything again. However, the ideal is not easy to become a reality. The baby-like woman sucking his blood pulled out the teeth embedded in his neck before Ding You's consciousness completely disappeared. The blood splashed out of the two blood holes on his neck, leaving a small blood draining spot on the woman's white face, white and white. , red and red, this face is more and more eye-catching and dazzling.

Ding You was frightened. A pair of naturally and smoothly closed eyes suddenly stared wide at this time, and their eyes were almost twisted. I don't know where the power came from. Ding You grabbed the woman's arm, and there was a human-like voice in his throat: "Kill me, kill me, kill me..."

The woman gently shook Ding You's hand that grabbed her arm away. Her long black hair stuck to the woman's face. Her tender and bright red tongue slipped out of her mouth and licked the blood at the corners of her mouth. The woman looked satisfied, and her eyes narrowed with great enjoyment. "Do you want to die? You don't have this option. Ha ha." The woman smiled beautifully and was very charming, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth had a kind of soul-taking ** power.

Ding You didn't want to appreciate these. His limbs were gradually numb and completely disobedient. He only stared with horror, and his mouth vaguely repeated the two words: "Kill me, kill me, kill me..." At this time, Ding You's death is not terrible, but he can't die is the most Terrible thing.

Blood sprayed out along Ding You's neck, mixing in the rain to drown his whole body in a blood-red ocean.

The woman looked at the man, and the man nodded indifferently.

The woman pulled out a bone extremely solemnly from the man's oblique bag. This is a human arm bone. It is hard and thick, and the two sides are extremely sharp. The sharp part is climbing up with wisps of dark red filaments, just like blood in the bone. It is more like blood vessels growing in the bone.

The woman held the bone in her hands, with a solemn face, as if an ancient Taoist priest took out a magic weapon to worship her ancestor.

The woman sang gently: "Thank you, master. I have brought the master's blessing for your humble life. The master will give you eternal life. Illness and death can no longer torture you. I will give you such a life on behalf of my master!"

At the next moment, just a thousandth of a second later, with a scorching thunder in the sky, the bone spur inserted into Ding You's heart fiercely in the pale light. The time was almost still, and the bright red fine silk on the top of the bone spur that pierced Ding You's heart suddenly shook and had life in an instant, like the tentacles of an octopus suddenly from The sharp part of the bone spur broke out and penetrated into Ding You's blood vessels from the inside of the heart, instantly spreading all over Ding You's blood vessels.

Ding You curled up, and drank in his throat. All the muscles under his body began to **, and then a fire beat with the heart. As the blood pumped out of the heart began to swim all over the body, getting hotter and hotter, Ding You felt that the blood on his body began to boil. That was blood. The hot heat caused by the high-speed flow of friction of blood vessels. He even saw a thin blood mist steaming on his body. The huge pain filled every nerve of his nerves. His body began to shake violently like an electric shock. The blood vessels under the skin collapsed one by one, and the blood in the blood vessels was like a run-run wild. The horse is almost like breaking the blood vessels and splashing out the skin. At this time, Ding You is like a blown up ball, or more like a dried loofah, with swollen blue lines all over his body. His teeth in his mouth stretched out and shrank back and forth, making a palpitating sound.

Ding You wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound at all. This kind of pain lasted for half an hour. This half hour was almost a lifetime for Ding You. Gradually, Ding You's blood vessels no longer bulged high and slowly buried under the skin, and the two black dental holes on his neck gradually began to heal, and the blood fog around him also beat with the rain. Gradually dissipated, and the exhausted Ding You fainted in the muddy water.

"No teeth, it's another rubbish!" The woman looked at Ding You's mouth carefully and frowned and said in disgust.

The man stood behind her and held an umbrella for her and said, "The probability of becoming a blood clan is too low. Even the holy bone given by the master is only 2% of the generation rate. But don't look down on the losers. They are not afraid of the sun. From this point of view, they are better than us.

The woman pulled out the holy bone inserted in Ding You's body. As the holy bone was pulled out, the wound on Ding You's heart also healed quickly. When the holy bone was completely pulled out, no wound could be seen except for the small hole in the clothes.

The bright red silk on the holy bone just now, which looks like life, has recovered as before. Attaching to the holy bone, it flashes a glow like molten iron. The woman gently wipes off the blood stains on the holy bone with a soft white towel and said disdainfully: "No reproductive ability, life expectancy does not exceed five years, wisdom Business is low, which point can be compared with our blood clan? The mourner is just a regression in evolution. Can this failure become a mourner? I suspect that he is just a bad product who can't even be a mourner.

The dark-skinned man looked at Ding You, who was lying motionless on the ground, shook his head and said, "You also know that the probability of becoming a mourner is half and half. If you are lucky, this failure can become a mourner and live for another three or five years. But just now, he was determined to die, and it would seem more painful and unfortunate to survive. After a pause, the dark-skinned man said, "If he becomes a bad product and dies in a while, it may be good news for him."

The woman carefully rolled up the holy bone into the man's bag with sheepskin, shook her wet hair and said, "Let's go. We still have one place left today. Let's speed up before dawn. It's too difficult to meet a good thing on this rainy day."

The man bent down and pressed his dark palm on Ding You's forehead. A faint light flashed into Ding You's head like a current, instilling a belief. "Well, if he can wake up and become a mourner, he will come to us at the 'Night Nest' as soon as possible after the seven-day incubation period. Dao.

The woman patted her head gently and said, "I always forget this last step." With that, the woman wrinkled her nose gently and said, "But I don't bother to see such a guy, disgusting failure."

The big black umbrella slowly left Ding You, as if it had never appeared before. Without the cover of the big black umbrella, Ding You was completely exposed to the rain, allowing the rain to hit his body. Are you dead? Isn't it dead? What is dead again?

The rain is getting smaller and smaller...