Take your fangs, thanks

Chapter 1

Before dawn, the gray-green mist lingers among the dense leaves, the grass stems are slightly bent, and the dew is about to condense.The nocturnal beasts have returned to their nests, but the daytime animals have not yet awakened.There is silence in the mountains and forests, waiting for the rising sun in the east.

Suddenly, a bunch of beech branches shook, and then it was suddenly pushed away from the middle, and a boy sprang out like a deer.

He has brilliant blond hair, round blue eyes looking back, and a few drops of plant-green sap splashed on the tip of his nose because of his hasty escape.Panting violently, he pushed away the dense bushes in front of him, rattling their fragile branches.

However, soon there was a more violent sound behind him, and the sound of powerful footsteps stepped on the soft soil under his feet.

Run, run faster!

Josh closed his eyes and wanted to plunge into a soft-looking bush in front of him, but before he could touch the bush, a strong force was pressed from his shoulders, and he staggered and fell on the bush superior.

"I got you, Josh!" Arman laughed triumphantly. He didn't care about the dust on his hands, and wiped his face. The face that was originally fair with only a few freckles was wiped by him. Turning into a tabby cat, he made a series of sounds from his throat, very similar to the rude shouts of primitive people celebrating their catch of prey, "Hey! There is nowhere to escape, Josh, you have to admit that I am amazing!"

"It's not fair!" Little Josh fell to the ground and breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately pointed at Alman and shouted, "You are two years older than me!"

"Hey, six years old is enough to run, you are too slow Josh!" Alman frowned disapprovingly, "When I was your age, I already ran like flying, and I have already given you the distance of two beeches , you just lose."

"I didn't!" Josh gritted his teeth at his brother who was two years older than him, "Get up, I can't get up if you hold me down."

Arman didn't intend to let go after hearing this. On the contrary, he moved himself closer, looked directly at Josh and said provocatively, "I don't, what can you do to me?"

Josh was so angry that he slammed his forehead against Arman's head. The sudden movement made Arman unable to react for a while, and Josh really pushed him back two steps.

Arman was taken aback for a moment, and then felt that his authority was being challenged by his younger brother. He didn't move his head away, but pushed Josh back again.Two boys in short overalls looked like fighting cubs, rolling in the forest, throwing leaves and dirt everywhere.

Alman was still controlling his strength, but he accidentally took advantage of Josh's breathing to lose his strength and pushed Josh away.

Behind Josh is a small stream, the water is not deep, and the uneven pebble layer can be seen under the clear water.The boy fell straight backwards, his head about to touch the surface of the water.

Suddenly, as if there was a gust of wind blowing through the forest, Josh's head was held firmly in a soft palm, and his center of gravity was lifted back. The next second, he was standing firmly by the river again—— — False alarm.

"Rig!" Josh saw the person coming, smiled brightly, and greeted him, "You run so fast."

"Hey!" Arman was very dissatisfied. He was obviously the winner in the hunting game just now, but now Josh praised the indifferent ghost, "I was the one who won you just now, and I have something to do with Rigoletto." what relationship?"

Josh made a grimace at Alman, then turned to look at his second brother, Rigoletto still stood there with a cold face.

Rigoletto is the most recognizable of the three brothers, because his light blonde curly short hair is always so eye-catching. In southwestern Europe, few people have such a light natural hair color. Kind of milky white.

At such a young age, this second brother always wears a world-weary face, and for some reason, there is still a bit of indifferent blue color under his eyes.However, Josh thought it might be because Rigg's eyelashes were very long, maybe it was the shadow cast by the eyelashes?Of course, Josh never told his second brother about this little suspicion.

"It's almost dawn." Rigoletto said, his voice was as cold as his own, "Let's go."

Josh followed Rigletto's gaze and looked into the distance. Sure enough, the fog on the other side of the mountain forest had changed from thick to thin, and the blue-white light faintly emanated from the back of the mountain. The birds gradually woke up and flapped their wings to start a new day of noise.For those in distant towns, it's the beginning of the day, and for the Derwents, it's time to go home.

After Josh reacted, Alman jumped down the hillside with agility, and he pushed aside the leaves blocking the road. His movements were as powerful as a big cat.Josh had to admit that he was a little envious. He reached out to pick up the lamp on the side, and wanted to take two quick steps to catch up with Arman, but accidentally tripped over a raised stone under his feet. Fortunately, Riglito Hold his arm beside him.

"You can slow down a bit." Rigg said calmly beside him, "Arman has always been a rude barbarian."

Before Josh could say anything, Arman roared in front of him: "Shut up, Rigg! My ears are much better than you imagined!"

"Cool." Josh exclaimed in a low voice. Arman could still hear Rigoletto scolding him from such a distance, which is really amazing.

"I'm just telling the truth." Rigg said in the same voice as before. "Look, he's as impatient as a savage right now."

"Rigletto, if you say one more word, I'll throw you into the swamp to feed the crocodiles!"

"They can't hurt me a bit."

"To shut up!"

Josh thought it was fun listening to the two brothers quarreling, and secretly grinned until he was glared at by Rigoletto, then he closed his mouth and walked down the mountain with a serious face.

The Derwent family lives in the outskirts far away from the town. They have their own large manor and farm, and they rarely go to the town.People in the town always have various stories about this family. Some people say that the de Winter's face is as pale as a ghost. They never go out in the daytime because they are a cursed family. The sun will make them ugly. Some people say that you are just jealous, after all, people who have heard of the de Winter family know that they are very rich, and the reason why they live in seclusion is only because of Mr. De Winter's professional needs.

Little Josh didn't know this. At that time, he felt that everyone should live in this way, and spend a happy and fulfilling childhood with his family.If he had to hear about this, he might only be able to give an answer full of doubts: Then what should we do?

"It's all your fault that you grind like lambs, we came back late!" Arman pointed to the bat hanging upside down on the eaves.The bat opened one eye and looked at the noisy children below. One wing fluttered, then retracted and wrapped itself completely, and fell asleep.

The bats are returning to their nests, and the day is approaching...

"How can it be our fault? You ran too far in the forest by yourself." Josh said angrily, "Arman, your arrogant character should be thrown to the crocodile."

"You!" Alman is a veritable powder keg, a little spark will set him on fire, "they can't do anything to me, listen to Josh, we only have you, slow as a lamb, weak as a black cat , you can..."

"Children!" A clear female voice came from the door, interrupting the dispute outside.

The door of the room was opened with a "huh", and a beautiful lady appeared in front of the three brothers. She had beautiful blond hair, raised thin eyebrows and blue eyes, making her look like an artist exhausted. A painting of painstaking effort.

However, such a beautiful and dignified woman silenced the noisy three brothers outside for a moment, shrugged their shoulders involuntarily, and even Rigoletto, who had always been paralyzed, took a step back.

"Children, you are coming back late! And you are still arguing outside!" Mrs. de Winter raised her voice, "What are you still doing, come in quickly."

The three boys walked into the door, and the next second, the door was blown shut by an invisible gust of wind and automatically locked.

"Oh, look at you!" Mrs. de Winter pulled Josh to her face, "Poor little Josh, how did you say you made yourself like this?" Her expression was the moment she saw Josh He became extremely worried, and squatted down with his slender eyebrows tightly knit.

After running wildly outside for a day, Josh really doesn't look very decent - unlike his brothers, Josh's night vision is not as good, and his motor cells are not as agile as theirs, which makes him stand out in the thick leaves. The woods got a little dirty...well, maybe not just a little.Wet mud clings to his shoes and knee socks, and he has a few blobs of dried mud splattered on his face.

Mrs. De Winter took out her white silk embroidered with lace and wiped Josh's face. Even though the mud spots on it had been wiped off, she still stubbornly rubbed the silk on Josh's cheeks, as if those What a pernicious thing muddy ideas are.Even though her movements were very light, Josh's young and tender skin was still flushed. He felt the eyes of the two brothers next to him, and suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.

Josh subconsciously raised his fist and coughed lightly, wanting to back away.

This is really bad!

Before Josh could react, Mrs. De Winter had grabbed Josh's hand anxiously—there were a few shallow scratches on it, and it was still a little pink because of the new injury. color.In fact, it doesn't hurt. It may have been accidentally caught when he was fighting with Alman, and Josh himself didn't know it.

Alman, who was watching the excitement, was in a bad mood.

"Arman, Rigletto!" Sure enough, Mrs. de Winter yelled in the next second, and she complained angrily to her two older children, "How did I tell you? Your brother is not physically fit. You are so strong, don't bully him! Tell me, who did what happened today?"

Before the two brothers could speak, Josh rushed ahead: "It's nothing, Mom! I'm fine."

"Honey, you don't understand anything." Mrs. de Winter looked at the youngest child with pity. After all, it is a human being.

Humans, that was the food of vampires in the past.Although their group has become much more civilized now, they have learned to control themselves, and they will not go crazy as soon as they taste blood, insisting on sucking a living person into a dead person.But that's just because...how did that thing go?

Oh, vampires have also learned a concept from humans at any rate-sustainable development.