Harold Town, Texas, USA.

"Joseph, how many times have you told this story?" A girl of sixteen or seventeen said to a middle-aged man, "It's Texas, you're exaggerating the mysticism of the East. I don't care about that. If it weren't for him to make the cough better faster, I wouldn't drink any water from him. It's so disgusting. Have you ever seen the feeling of stirring your fingers in a water cup and then drinking it? Besides... do you believe that the people in the hero movies are the same?"

"Why don't you believe it?" The middle-aged man got fat and glanced at the somewhat careless girl. He sat on the sofa and was a little dazed. He was stunned for a while before saying, "At least... that person cured your cough. It's that simple. Okay, tomorrow...early, you go and give him this... a basket of juniper muffins, and this..."

"I get it, this is the third time you have said this. I think you have become more nagging than before." The little girl said, standing up and patting her butt, "That's a weird person. I've never seen a Chinese living here. He is really weird...or like a clock tower weird..."

"You are not Esmerada..."

"Yes, who will fall in love with that weirdo? Don't look at me, I'm just telling the truth." The little girl turned around, "I feel very disgusted now. Goodbye... Dad."

"Go home early, you are not adult yet, so you are not allowed to spend the night outside..." The middle-aged man said loudly to the girl's back as she opened the door and walked out.

The little girl's figure had long disappeared outside the yard. It can be seen that a boy riding a motorcycle was waiting outside the yard. Through the window, the middle-aged man watched his daughter step on the motorcycle, sit in the back seat, take her helmet, and put it on, and hugged the boy's waist in front. The motorcycle roared and disappeared in a flash.

"Hell!" the middle-aged man said in a low voice, shook his head, stood up, and walked into the kitchen and began to prepare for making juniper muffins. His wife Melissa is dead, and now only his daughter Lisa is left.

It was just that scene when Melissa died. Yes, it was really frightening and unforgettable. Amid the heart-wrenching screams, Melissa's mouth grew two sharp teeth, her face turned pale, and the bright light emitted by her eyes was like the coldest part of the moon.

"Melissa-my God! No-"

The moon seemed to be hiding in the clouds. Under the cold moonlight, Melissa suddenly became dull, and then slowly became what Joseph imagined now.

"Don't...you can't hurt our daughter..."

Joseph didn't know where the power came from, so he rushed over and snatched his one-year-old daughter from the edge of the bed. Melissa rushed to the bed and instantly tore the sheets into pieces, but the cold light from her eyes slowly turned to Joseph and Lisa.

This is true. She wanted to kill her child, and even wanted to kill herself. Joseph felt fear from the bottom of her heart, fearing that Melissa had become such a ghost. Such Melissa could no longer recognize herself and her child.

"Wow—" Perhaps because of this fearful atmosphere, Lisa, who was over one year old, suddenly started to cry.

The crying obviously made Melissa's eyes even more greedy and cruel. She couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips. She turned to the father and daughter, and also stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.

"My God!" Joseph already knew that Melissa was no longer the wife and mother, but a cruel demon who wanted to eat children. Her sharp teeth could prove this, and this cruel expression made Joseph's heart even cold and desperate.

"Damn it!" Joseph rushed towards the door, but before he could reach the yard, he heard a "clang" sound, and the window seemed to be hit by a shell, making a huge sound. A figure broke out from the window in the room, blocking the Joseph and his daughter who had just rushed to the back yard like lightning.

"Don't... don't treat us like this, Melissa, this is your daughter Lisa, and I... you must know me, I am my husband, Joseph... Dear, wake up quickly." Joseph tried to awaken this woman who had lost her mind, no, it was a demonic soul that had occupied her body.

The gun, yes, he forgot that he had a gun, and rushed into the room again. But this time he was late. When he turned around, his clothes were caught behind him. Then he felt his body rise into the air and fall heavily to the ground. However, his daughter was tightly held in his hand, without any damage.

A cold wind blew, and Joseph saw a white shadow in front of her. She tilted her head and made a creeping laughter in her mouth. The sound was not loud, just like a string that was blown intermittently by the wind, which was circling in the air and sucking in people's hearts, feeling depressing and uncomfortable.

"Melissa--" Joseph felt that he could not hide this time. He saw Melissa's open mouth, a bit of rotten teeth inside and the two sharpest teeth, which flashed coldly under the moonlight.

Despair filled his chest, making him scream like a burst.

But this sound was like a torn throat, and it was suppressed, with only a hoarse sound like a rag being torn apart. This sound could not stop Melissa, who looked terrifying.

Just as Melissa pounced down, Joseph threw the child out of his hand and turned it over the grass. The child was beaten and immediately started crying loudly, which made Melissa's head suddenly raise and stare at the child next to her.

"No, God, please!" Joseph hugged Melissa suddenly and refused to let her hurt the child.

"ah--"

Two sharp teeth pierced into Joseph's wrist. When Joseph suddenly raised his head, he saw Melissa also raised her head, her mouth full of blood...

This is a picture that will never be remembered by Joseph.

His heart was as cold as the cold moonlight. Under the round cold moon, a wife with hair loose and white dress opened her hideous mouth, her mouth was covered with blood, and her two sharp teeth.

"God... Save me, save Lisa, my child!"

Joseph groaned in despair, yes, he could only pray to God. But is God really there? Is it really right next to him? Is there anyone here who can save him? Or God.

"Du--" sound.

Melissa's head suddenly tilted back, and she fell to the ground as if she was touched by electricity. Joseph was still confused. But he could hear so clearly that the sound was like a sore sound of a bow and arrow shooting into the flesh, but now it sounded like wonderful music.

He didn't know how to describe his mentality. In a trance, he saw a pair of feet staying there on the grass. It was a pair of sneakers that looked a little old. He knew that brand. But it was very clean. A man bent down and picked up the child who was still crying from the grass. He patted it gently and shook it. The child magically stopped crying.

"Who are you?" Joseph struggled to get up and looked at the man.

A very young man, an Asian face, and a pair of very calm eyes. After he wrapped the child, he did not look at her again, but slowly walked to Melissa who was lying on the ground, and reached out to hold the tail of a long feathered arrow on Melissa's forehead.

"Puchi--" Another sound of sore teeth was heard, and the feather arrow was pulled out of the body, as if it had also pulled out the bones, causing Joseph's stomach to churn.

"Your child!" The Asian man put away the feather arrow and placed it in a rag bag. There was also a bow and arrow inside. It was not a big bow, but very small, like a children's toy.

Joseph took the child blankly. Seeing the Asian man continue to walk forward, he couldn't help but scream: "Hey, stranger... wait, how about waiting?"

The Asian stopped, looked at him, spread his hands slightly, but said nothing.

"I mean...what should I do?" Joseph looked at Melissa lying on the ground, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Her face was pale and she lay on the ground without moving. Now her face was very calm and had no hideous expression, just like a sleeping patient, but it looked even more pity and sad.

"What do you want to do?" The Asian looked at him, his face did not change much.

Joseph swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at his daughter who had calmed down in her arms and murmured, "I...I don't know what to do? How can I deal with these...Melissa... Oh, my god, I don't know what to do...A moment ago, she was my wife...Who knew it would become like this."

"It's not your fault, it's the fault of this world..." The young man looked at Joseph and walked towards him, "I've seen people like her, and I know what to do with them. They don't belong to us..."

"So what are she...they are they?"

"You can call them vampires... a creature that is no different from humans in the legends in the West...at least that's what I think. Remember Dracula? Maybe you can see it in Hollywood movies... and literary works... the ancestor of vampires..." The young man said, then stood up and prepared to leave.

Joseph's dry throat couldn't speak.
Chapter completed!