82_82547 The vampire, alpha, and banshee with a copy of the text in their hands stood at the door of the [Grande Funeral Home] again, and surprisingly, the blue-gray door was closed, and the sign of closure stood at the door.

The vampire listened for a moment, and the strange old man was missing, and only one old man who was even breathing with a murmur was on the second floor, as if he was on bed rest.

"Let's take a look around. The vampire glanced at Alpha and walked through the main entrance and into Grande's backyard without his master's permission.

The sky was a little overcast in early winter, and because it was a funeral home, anyone on such an occasion would probably feel a little chilly.

But the three aliens are not, they come with scrutinizing eyes.

Bypassing the 'L' shape of the main body of the building, (as previously written, the Grande basement is now divided into two parts, one in the lower part of the exhibition hall, where the bodies are kept, and down by a door on the outside of the building.) Part of it was on the other side of the office, straight down the stairwell, was Zach's 'bedroom') The vampire was looking at the metal door on the side, "Basement. He nodded, "It's pretty big, I can make do with it." ”

Alpha frowned, "Do you already make this your home?" ”

The vampire pouted, "Then next time, you and Anthony discuss it, and we'll see if you can say anything else." ”

Alpha side opened, no longer spoke.

The wooden back porch was somewhat dilapidated, creaking under the trampling of three aliens, apparently neglected to be maintained. The back porch runs along the building. The exhibition hall, the meeting room, and the office are turned around on the side of a small door.

The vampire opened the door and looked inside. The staircase leads to the second floor, the side door in front of the staircase is closed, "Dining room?" the vampire guessed, the door at the back of the stairwell was open, and the corner of the office could be seen diagonally, which was the side door of the office.

The vampire stepped into the stairwell and pushed open the front door. Really. Long wooden tables were set in the empty dining room, with only a pitiful two chairs. The TV cabinet in one corner was closed, and it was full of clutter.

Continuing to push open one of the doors behind the dining room is the kitchen. A small corner of the large desk in the center is used freely, and the cooktop and oven seem to be less used. The smudge was not dealt with at all. Alpha casual pull cabinets. Two bowls, two plates.

The vampire frowned and looked up at the ceiling. Passing through the top wall, there are many rooms on the second floor, all of which are empty except for the master who is resting on the master bedroom.

This funeral home seems to have been built to the specifications of a group of people, but the qiē that I felt in front of me showed that the two strange old men I saw last time were the only two people left. The aura of decay and twilight envelops the place.

The alpha smacked out. He had already walked to the kitchen window and looked at the backyard, "Go and have a look at the back." "Alpha doesn't like this atmosphere of decay.

Vampire tilts his head sideways. The banshee, who was looking around the kitchen with wide eyes, followed behind Alpha. The vampire noticed that the little banshee's footsteps were a little slow, and lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nice big kitchen. The banshee replied, "What a ......."

The vampire smiled helplessly. It's sad to say. The young banshees wandering the streets, dreaming of not witchcraft. It's not that she doesn't have to see the life and death of others, she dreams of having a kitchen. Because the kitchen is where the food is made, with the kitchen, there is no need to look for food in the trash......

Walking through the dining room and stairwell again, three aliens stood on the back porch.

"There. "Alpha walked to the rear of the short side of the 'L', the building in the shape of a domed barn, with the gate locked.

Syllable!

With a little force, Alpha ripped off the chain tied to the doorknob, grabbed the handle, and pushed it inside. In the elongated squeak, a tall car butt appeared first in front of me.

The two aliens were stunned, and at first glance, they thought that a cargo armored vehicle that was common on the battlefield was parked here. There is no camouflage or mesh, but the gray heaviness is not wrong.

Alpha tugged at the corners of his mouth and tapped on the cargo door, bang, bang! staring at the sign at the bottom of the butt, "What's Herman?"

"Learn more. The vampire smiled and looked at the inexplicably familiar van, he didn't bother to give Alpha a lesson, and if Alpha had listened carefully to Anthony's rambling about Patton, he wouldn't have asked such a question.

Passing around the car, behind the thick columns seems to be a workshop, and around the half-finished coffin, there are piles of grass, stones, sundries and various tools. The door to the south was pushed open, and cut timber and planks were piled up under the wide canopy.

Alpha tugged at the corners of his mouth and looked left and right, "What a waste." ”

"What?" the vampire raised an eyebrow, not understanding what Alpha meant.

"The top can be a little higher and make a second layer. Alpha pointed around, "This can be tidied up a little more to make more space......"

The vampire looked at Alpha and pointed casually, curling the corners of his mouth, "Now, who makes this their home." ”

Alpha ignored the vampire's sarcasm, "All the materials are already here, and they shouldn't be wasted." ”

"Ahem......" came from the doorway with the sound of an old cough.

The banshee had already ducked behind the vampire.

On an early winter morning, the old man in a blanket leaned on the body of the truck and slowly walked around to the front of the strange three, "You ......" he hooked his waist and breathed, "Yes, who are they?" Of course, he would not remember that these three had ever come.

Old Grande tilted his head and looked at the torn chains in the doorway, his wrinkled face seemed to wrinkle, and he wanted to make a questioning tone, but was interrupted by coughing and smoothness.

The vampire looked at Alpha and then at the Banshee, and the two aliens looked at the vampire as well. Well, the vampire received the message, tugged at his head, and lifted the text in his hand and spread it out.

"Javier Grande. The vampire pronounced the name on the text jiàn.

Amid a violent cough, old Grande did his best to keep his eyes on the stranger who called out his name. Think about it. What would you think if a stranger took out a copy of the text and read your name out there? So old Grande probably wanted to question. What is the other party holding in his hand?

But there was no surprise, the question he wanted to express, shattered by coughing and barely breathing, he conveyed nothing but his eyes.

No, he didn't even pass on his eyes, his vision was occupied by red.

"Father. The corners of the vampire's mouth curled. Smiling and looking at the old man in front of him, "We." Finally found you. ”

The vampire pulled over the expressionless Alpha, "It's Zachary and Benjamin." The vampire pushed Alpha towards Old Grande with a little force, "We are your sons. Father. ”

It wasn't that he gave up breathing, or anything, but old Grande's noisy breathing and coughing disappeared, staring at the people who came and opening his mouth.

"Me, my son?"

"Yes. The vampire closed the text in his hand, although the [Grande Funeral Home] uses the surname Grande, but the actual owner has two, except for the old Grande in front of him. There's also an old Hank. They are all celibate old men, and they are all suitable candidates.

For vampires and alphas, though, there's no difference. Zachary Grande, Zachary Hank, whichever is it. The person in front of him just happened to appear here, so let's go to Grande.

"You, you ......," old Grande held out his hand tremblingly. Caught by Alpha, "You guys." Is it Lydia's child?"

Who is Lydia and does it matter?

The vampire raised an eyebrow, as if he didn't need to do anything more, and the other party's brain seemed to do a qiē job on its own. Well, surprisingly simple.

"I, my son......" Old Grande raised his hand, as if to caress the faces of the two.

"Let's go inside. The vampire smiled and pulled the old man's hand away, "We have a lot to say to our father. ”

It's true. Identity accompanies the complete story, and the vampire needs to make this story come true and implant it in each other's brains, and when the vampire and alpha officially put on the Grande surname and officially change their identities, the old man in front of them will be their identity proof from scratch.

The vampire waited patiently for the old man's steps and walked towards the Grande House. Vampires don't like old men, the blood that is sticky and weakened, heading towards death, like expired milk to us ordinary people. It doesn't do any real harm to our bodies, but it just makes people uncomfortable.

The vampire looked at the old man who was being supported by Alpha, and there was some hope that if it was another old man, maybe it would be better. By the way, where did that guy go?

The inexplicably distracted vampire heard the sound of the engine from far and near, and an agile old man jumped out of the car, shouting and running towards the three people who had already walked to the back porch.

"Why are you here again? Are you blind? I can't see ...... closed."

The vampire raised an eyebrow, surprised. He looked at Hank, the old man who was running over with his eyes open, "Do you remember us?"

Hank frowned, glared fiercely at the surprised vampire, and then looked away.

He grabbed the plastic tape in his hand and pulled old Grande over the plastic tape full of pills in small yellow bottles, "Go get the medicine!

"Hank!Hank!ahem......" Old Grande grabbed Hank's hand excitedly, "You won't believe it...... He, they were, it's Lydia's son! my, son! ahem......

Old Hank stared at Old Grande who grabbed his arm and shook it desperately in surprise, and in his complicated eyes, he didn't know how much love he had stuffed.

After a moment's pause, Old Hank frowned, "No way! they're not!" he glared at the vampire, "Red-eyed guy! Get out of here!"

The vampire opened his mouth, and things went in unknown directions. Oh, and I don't mean the vampire being debunked.

Old Grande seemed to use all his strength to push old Hank away, "What are you doing! You're going to drive people away again......!" Are you going to get rid of my son again! You damn old thing! Get out!"

......

We all know what the ending is, no one 'rolls' out, everyone stays in this house. (To be continued).