Chapter 1 Primer
(White) Three thousand years ago, you could not wake up from sleep
you lurk underground
I am waiting in the world
You spin your own cocoon
I long for loneliness
Ren Canghai changed Sang Tian
Stone rotten sea dry
A dream made for three thousand years
Only the promise never changes
Meet at the Butterfly Cemetery
(white) on this cold night
I walk into the desolate ruins
see the tombstone
engraved with a pair of beautiful butterflies
In an instant the moonlight shed tears
Open the legendary Butterfly Cemetery
The lights are so bright tonight
You are wearing colorful butterfly clothes
Dancing around the world
Open the legendary Butterfly Cemetery
I wish time would freeze
you and i bless with wings
How many times have I walked through the dream soul in the past life and present life
(White) Three thousand years later, you resurrected from your dream
"Tonight, he will be resurrected." "Who are you talking about?" "Hush—" There was a shivering sound between the teeth, which was clearly discernible in the dark ward, and a faint young female voice moaned, "He's here..." The room was immediately silent, and several people were all huddled under the covers. One second, ten seconds, sixty seconds, the voice gradually came from the corridor—"Du, Du, Du", and it floated to Liu Ba's ears accurately.She buried her face deep in her pillow, afraid that a hand would lift her quilt. "Yeah—" There was the sound of the door hinge turning, and the sound of footsteps entered the ward. There was a faint light shining through the quilt, but no one dared to open their eyes and poke their heads out of the quilt. The girl Liu Ba almost bit her lip, she felt that shadow standing beside her bed.Shadow moved closer to her pillow, reaching out to caress her body.Although separated by a thin layer of quilt, I could feel those cold palms. Half of the body is going to be frozen.She finally couldn't help opening her eyes and sticking her head out of her bed. In an instant, time freezes. The gloomy light pierced into the pupil, expanding rapidly like a cat's eye, completely taking the shadow into the brain... Ten seconds later, darkness returned to the ward.It's just that the door is still open, and the weird night wind howls in. Someone stuck his head out from under the quilt and asked, "Liu Ba, have you seen a vampire?" "I saw." "God!" Another person trembled and opened his eyes, "What does a vampire look like?" Liu Ba still has his eyes wide open, the gray pupils are rippling with light, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised—— "Very charming!" "May the Lord forgive you!" A white-haired patient made the cross on his chest and muttered, "Let the vampires go to hell." Eighteen-year-old Liu Ba got out of bed in her pajamas and came to Ziye's window. Under the resentful eyes of her patients, she opened the closed glass window. Outside the window is a cemetery. She saw hundreds of crosses, densely packed in the clearing.Some of the soil had already been washed away by the rain, exposing the shallowly buried coffin.A strange white mist enveloped the cemetery, and several tall tombstones looked like standing dead.Her heart sank heavily, which was why the windows of the ward were always closed. On an old locust tree in the distance, an owl uttered a terrible cry and flew towards the raging rats in the cemetery. Liu Ba raised her head, a bright moon was unusually bright, the moonlight lightly sprinkled on her pale face, and also illuminated the desolate cemetery. The moonlight also illuminated the corner of her mouth, and there was a faint trace of red blood. Sixteen-year-old Liu Ba moved into this ward two years ago.Dean Kashenfu said that she had tuberculosis and had to stay in the hospital for a long time, otherwise it would be very difficult to live past the age of twenty.With a pale complexion, she often coughed up blood. She often stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself in pity. The dean's daughter, Irina, was her only friend.Sometimes she secretly opened the window in the middle of the night, looked at the desolate cemetery outside, and felt a black figure creeping out from the ground, stretching out a long, white hand... He is a vampire. Sleeping in the tomb during the day, crawling into the world at night to do evil, defrauding the love of young girls, and sucking the blood of young men—he is among us. Yes, Liu Ba saw him. I saw his black hair and eyes, and a pair of bright red lips on the same pale face. She wants to see him again, throw herself into his arms, and kiss his red lips lightly. Liu Wei walked out of the ward with bare feet, crossed the suspended "overpass", and the moonlight fell from the glass ceiling, bathing her coldly. While she was waiting for his appearance, she suddenly heard a few screams from the corridor. The miserable scream resounded through the night sky, like a sharp scalpel piercing the chest cavity, and the howling sound when the heart was taken out!The screams continued, and the air of death burst out from the ward, splashing into every corner of the hospital. Her heart seemed to have been dug out, and she was trembling outside her ruptured chest cavity. One minute, two minutes, five minutes. The trembling continued, the screams continued, and the vampire was in action. Finally, Liu Ba moved back to the corridor, followed the direction of the last scream, and came to the room with the big fireplace. Green coals were burning in the fireplace, illuminating her eyes and illuminating the "man". "Good evening, Liuba!" A smiling lip, a faint trace of blood, a pair of deep eyes. For a quarter of a second, in Liuba's terrified scream, sharp metal pierced her heart.
"Tonight, he will be resurrected." "Who are you talking about?" "Hush—" There was a shivering sound between the teeth, which was clearly discernible in the dark ward, and a faint young female voice moaned, "He's here..." The room was immediately silent, and several people were all huddled under the covers. One second, ten seconds, sixty seconds, the voice gradually came from the corridor—"Du, Du, Du", and it floated to Liu Ba's ears accurately.She buried her face deep in her pillow, afraid that a hand would lift her quilt. "Yeah—" There was the sound of the door hinge turning, and the sound of footsteps entered the ward. There was a faint light shining through the quilt, but no one dared to open their eyes and poke their heads out of the quilt. The girl Liu Ba almost bit her lip, she felt that shadow standing beside her bed.Shadow moved closer to her pillow, reaching out to caress her body.Although separated by a thin layer of quilt, I could feel those cold palms. Half of the body is going to be frozen.She finally couldn't help opening her eyes and sticking her head out of her bed. In an instant, time freezes. The gloomy light pierced into the pupil, expanding rapidly like a cat's eye, completely taking the shadow into the brain... Ten seconds later, darkness returned to the ward.It's just that the door is still open, and the weird night wind howls in. Someone stuck his head out from under the quilt and asked, "Liu Ba, have you seen a vampire?" "I saw." "God!" Another person trembled and opened his eyes, "What does a vampire look like?" Liu Ba still has his eyes wide open, the gray pupils are rippling with light, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised—— "Very charming!" "May the Lord forgive you!" A white-haired patient made the cross on his chest and muttered, "Let the vampires go to hell." Eighteen-year-old Liu Ba got out of bed in her pajamas and came to Ziye's window. Under the resentful eyes of her patients, she opened the closed glass window. Outside the window is a cemetery. She saw hundreds of crosses, densely packed in the clearing.Some of the soil had already been washed away by the rain, exposing the shallowly buried coffin.A strange white mist enveloped the cemetery, and several tall tombstones looked like standing dead.Her heart sank heavily, which was why the windows of the ward were always closed. On an old locust tree in the distance, an owl uttered a terrible cry and flew towards the raging rats in the cemetery. Liu Ba raised her head, a bright moon was unusually bright, the moonlight lightly sprinkled on her pale face, and also illuminated the desolate cemetery. The moonlight also illuminated the corner of her mouth, and there was a faint trace of red blood. Sixteen-year-old Liu Ba moved into this ward two years ago.Dean Kashenfu said that she had tuberculosis and had to stay in the hospital for a long time, otherwise it would be very difficult to live past the age of twenty.With a pale complexion, she often coughed up blood. She often stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself in pity. The dean's daughter, Irina, was her only friend.Sometimes she secretly opened the window in the middle of the night, looked at the desolate cemetery outside, and felt a black figure creeping out from the ground, stretching out a long, white hand... He is a vampire. Sleeping in the tomb during the day, crawling into the world at night to do evil, defrauding the love of young girls, and sucking the blood of young men—he is among us. Yes, Liu Ba saw him. I saw his black hair and eyes, and a pair of bright red lips on the same pale face. She wants to see him again, throw herself into his arms, and kiss his red lips lightly. Liu Wei walked out of the ward with bare feet, crossed the suspended "overpass", and the moonlight fell from the glass ceiling, bathing her coldly. While she was waiting for his appearance, she suddenly heard a few screams from the corridor. The miserable scream resounded through the night sky, like a sharp scalpel piercing the chest cavity, and the howling sound when the heart was taken out!The screams continued, and the air of death burst out from the ward, splashing into every corner of the hospital. Her heart seemed to have been dug out, and she was trembling outside her ruptured chest cavity. One minute, two minutes, five minutes. The trembling continued, the screams continued, and the vampire was in action. Finally, Liu Ba moved back to the corridor, followed the direction of the last scream, and came to the room with the big fireplace. Green coals were burning in the fireplace, illuminating her eyes and illuminating the "man". "Good evening, Liuba!" A smiling lip, a faint trace of blood, a pair of deep eyes. For a quarter of a second, in Liuba's terrified scream, sharp metal pierced her heart.