Chapter 90 Death is not the end
In short, several people sat down at the table.
It was a very cloudy day today, the sky was very low, and the leaden clouds looked like torn cotton wool, giving the impression that a storm was about to come. Ye Wan could see the thick morning mist spreading through the window, which blurred the distant scenery into a blurred outline.
Fiona sat down and sighed. Youan went to make coffee. Now the dark little room was filled with the rich aroma of coffee, which greatly eased the tense atmosphere.
"Where should I begin..." She took the coffee and took a sip: "Let's start from a hundred years ago."
The vampires under Dracula's leadership basically stopped drinking human blood a hundred years ago. They felt that it was not elegant enough. In addition, because their leader Dracula fell in love with a human girl, he strictly forbade the vampires to drink human blood directly. As a result, the vampires at that time liked to eat food made from animal blood.
Fiona's face showed a trace of nostalgia. "Ye Yu's hot pot was delicious. I remember cooking blood sausage, white meat, and pickled cabbage together. Many of my vampire relatives from other places would write to me and ask me to buy it for them and send it to them..."
Youan coughed loudly.
Fiona broke free from the memory of delicious food: "Oh, this is not the right time to talk about this. Where was I?"
In short, the human race and the vampire race coexisted for a long time, and everything was peaceful until a noble boy died. Like Miss Catherine a few days ago, he was found in a deep alley. The difference was that Miss Catherine was still being rescued and there seemed to be hope, but the boy was dead.
Hearing that the vampire was the only heir to the Earl's family, the Earl himself was very sad. He went to the palace several times to ask the king at that time to wipe out the vampires in one fell swoop, but the vampires refused to admit that they were the culprits of this case.
Finally, such cases occurred one after another on the street, causing everyone to panic. In the later period, some vampires thought that since they had been criticized, they might as well do it for real. Under such circumstances, some vampires really began to suck human blood, and some were even seen by humans.
Thus, vampire hunters were born.
The conflict between the two sides continued to escalate, and when the leader Dracula was ready to stop it, it was too late. The human king seemed to be under some kind of spell and was determined to wipe out the vampires.
Many vampires did fall under the knives of vampire hunters. Some followed Dracula to fight to the death with humans, while others, such as Fiona, fled to another country.
In the end, it was obvious that humans won, because although Dracula was powerful, he no longer had the energy to fight after losing his lover, and finally fell asleep in Twilight Manor.
Fiona glanced at Youan, then at Ye Wan: "We can swear that the first noble boy was not killed by our blood clan. Someone framed him. The Catherine who fell in the dark alley this time has nothing to do with us."
Someone is secretly making trouble, trying to recreate the chaos of a hundred years ago.
"It's Easter Sunday again, and Ophelia's battered body can't hold on any longer. If Dracula goes crazy again, neither humans nor vampires will benefit."
Fiona finished her words and drank the coffee in her cup in one gulp. "We can't let the same mistakes that happened a hundred years ago happen again. My companions have already arrived in the capital. We will go to Twilight Manor to find Dracula and explain the situation."
She waved to Ye Wan and the others, then left.
The moment he opened the door, a cool breeze with the chill of autumn came in from the crack of the door. Ye Wan stroked his arm. It was already autumn.
The incident of Miss Catherine hung like a dark cloud in people's minds, and coupled with several cases that happened before Dracula awakened, people seemed to be in a panic. Ye Wan went to the market to buy things. Although the atmosphere of Easter of the Dead had become lively and she saw many stalls selling huge pumpkins, the people who were in a hurry and the guards who were constantly patrolling still made her feel that the atmosphere was very solemn.
The price of marigolds at flower stalls has also skyrocketed because on Easter Sunday, every family will use the golden petals of marigolds to pave the way for the dead to return home.
Ye Wan met Dorothy halfway. She was preparing candies for the Day of the Dead. Dorothy seemed to see that Ye Wan was in a bad mood, so she stuffed a handful of black plum candy into her hand, saying that the black plum candy was made by smoking plums in the summer, so the plum flavor was particularly strong and delicious.
Ye Wan took a bite of the plum, and the sweet and sour taste of the black plum came flooding back. When the sour taste faded, a warm aftertaste came over him. It was still as happy as eating candy.
She thought.
When walking back home, it suddenly started to rain again. It was a heavy autumn rain. Ye Wan forgot to bring an umbrella, so he had to run to Madame Perrois's small winery to take shelter from the rain.
The winery was closed today, so she had no choice but to squat at the door, watching the small puddle at the door stir up countless ripples. Ye Wan didn't like such gloom and dampness. The rain seemed to be swallowing up the colors of this beautiful world like a fairy tale bit by bit.
But someone was walking towards her slowly, holding a small red umbrella.
She looked up and met Youan's smoky eyes. His umbrella was slightly tilted, and raindrops kept falling from the edge of the umbrella, splashing tiny drops of water at his feet.
"Why do you go out without an umbrella?" He was busy at home. When he looked up, he found that the window was covered with mist, but Ye Wan had not returned home yet. He immediately took an umbrella from the umbrella stand, walked out, searched around the market, and finally found her at the door of a closed brewery.
His voice came through the rain, gently caressing her ears.
Ye Wan took his outstretched hand and stood up. The umbrella immediately tilted towards her, and half of You An's shoulder was wet with rain.
"Let's go." He said, pulling Ye Wan towards home. Ye Wan asked curiously, "How did you find me?"
"I'll find you eventually," he replied.
Ye Wan looked up at him, and there was a hint of laughter in You An's voice: "What's wrong, don't you believe it?"
"It's not that I don't believe it, I just think it's magical." Ye Wan said.
"If I disappear one day, you will definitely find me, and then you will understand."
"Hey, don't say such unlucky words." Ye Wan's voice spread far away, and the door of the small winery behind him moved.
Because of the rain today, the tavern's business was not particularly good. The guards seemed to have been drained of their energy and blood, lying there dejectedly drinking beer.
The old troupe leader, Hans, was incredibly motivated. He ordered a cup of osmanthus honey wine and said excitedly, "For this year's Easter of the Dead, our troupe has prepared a series of activities to ensure the people of the capital once again experience the charm of carnival."
Ye Wan was mixing osmanthus syrup at the counter, wondering what activities to prepare for this year's festival. Old Hans came over and asked, "Xiao Ye, you must come to the market this year. We have prepared many performances and would like to invite you to see them. After all, it was you who saved me from the dark little house and helped me to get back on my feet."
Ye Wan thought for a moment and said, "I will definitely go, Mr. Hans."
The next morning, Youan returned to the palace to deal with matters related to Easter of the Dead. Ye Wan went out to buy groceries and passed by Leo's bakery. Leo and Grandma Katya were in the bakery wearing aprons, baking bread in the shape of a skull. It was said that on Easter of the Dead, the dead had to travel long distances to reunite with their relatives and friends in the human world, so delicious food and thirst-quenching drinks were absolutely indispensable.
"Good morning, Xiaoye, you don't look very energetic." Katya looked at her worriedly, lowered her head, and poured hot water with fresh orange peel jam and handed it to her:
"Have a glass of orange water and relax."
"Thank you, mother-in-law." Ye Wan said.
Leo's hands were covered in melted butter and coarse sugar. He was busy kneading "bone bars" and stuffing them with plenty of orange peel. He took a moment to glance at Ye Wan, who was in a daze. "You really don't look very energetic. What happened?"
Ye Wan talked about the gloomy weather, Miss Catherine, the ominous prophecy and Ophelia.
"To be fair, zombies can be considered another form of the returning dead, but obviously they can't stay in this world for long. Dracula may be going crazy, perhaps thinking of using some terrible ritual in exchange for Ophelia's resurrection." Leo said.
"In fact, the vampires have not received the corresponding education." Grandma Katya interrupted: "I think death is not the end. We make friends and relatives in this world. When the time comes, I close my eyes and open them again, I will be in another world. My parents and my husband must be waiting for me." She sighed.
Leo stuffed the bread of the dead into the stone kiln. He coated the surface of the bread with sugar water and formed a sweet and crispy crust after baking. The orange peel and cinnamon inside made the bread have a strong spice flavor.
"Only the undead will like the stronger taste. Of course, this kind of bread is not made normally, and it is stuffed with orange peel and cinnamon. People will not like this taste." Leo explained.
"Maybe I should invite Ophelia and ask her to persuade Dracula to attend the Day of the Dead. Maybe when he feels the meaning of death, he won't be so paranoid." Ye Wan stood up and prepared to look for Rose.
Rose lives in a colorful apartment next to the Angel Monument. She is a cool red-haired girl. Her living space is painted pink, with a plush beige carpet in the middle of the room and a brown sofa on top.
She was very happy that Ye Wan came to see her and brought her bread and Coke.
But at the same time, he also strongly disagreed with Ye Wan's idea.
Rose was obviously very hungry. She quickly split the huge loaf of bread in half and took a big bite. She said incoherently, "Obviously Dracula doesn't understand the meaning of death. After all, he is immortal."
Ye Wan didn't expect this.
Rose finished her bread and opened the pull tab of her Coke. The bubbles popped, and she drank it in one gulp before throwing the bottle into the trash. "Honestly, I understand him. Eternal life is a curse, especially when your loved one has gone to another world and will never come back, leaving him alone here, waiting endlessly."
Ye Wan: "It seems like this."
Someone is knocking on the door.
Rose stood up from her chair. "Strange, who else would come back besides you? I don't really have any friends."
She opened the door.
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