Chapter Nine, Angel

The small auditorium was filled with students attending the class, a chaotic mix of various skin colors and languages.

That is the South American poison dart frog, whose skin secretes a toxic mucus that is applied to the tips of arrows, causing a swift and lethal effect upon contact with blood. Angel was indignant

Full-Arm Venus! ... Simply perfect and flawless, with fair, plump, and smooth skin, graceful curves, exquisite bosom, and an alluring youthful aura

My first reaction was to leap up from the chair and rush to the professor's side, lifting his head. However, I saw him staring with blood-red eyes, his mouth wide open, already lifeless.

The professor agreed to translate while watching for Angel to hear

The professor is awake! The crowd erupted in shouts.

***

A slightly bitter cold wind blew gently across the sea surface, and I caught a glimpse of the young couple's bare bronze skin, which had developed goosebumps. After all, it is winter; indeed, foreigners who eat beef and drink milk are much stronger than our compatriots who consume porridge and pickled vegetables.

The Olmec is the oldest writing system in North America, dating back approximately 2,600 years (around 650 BC). The Olmec people of Mexico, the mysterious ancestors of the Maya civilization, utilized this most primitive form of written symbols, which is the origin of writing in the Americas. The Olmec script is a remarkable blend of pictographic and phonetic elements, recording the most significant blood sacrifices in Maya religious rituals—where the sacrificers offered their own blood in an extremely painful manner, as they believed that only by satisfying the gods could the universe function in an orderly manner. The Olmec script is a remarkable blend of pictographic and phonetic elements, recording the most significant blood sacrifices in Maya religious rituals—where the sacrificers offered their own blood in an extremely painful manner, as they believed that only by satisfying the gods could the universe function in an orderly manner

This bird is speaking, the professor gently touched the pattern with his fingertips, he explained, "In the 5th century AD, a Maya king known as the 'Blue Parrot', below is recorded in Olmec script the last words of this esteemed king, titled 'The Book of Noh'"

***

Angel smiled gently, took off her top, and then unbuttoned her shirt, exposing her bare upper body in front of everyone...

The incident occurred suddenly, and everyone was taken aback

Who is trying to prevent the professor from speaking, and what secrets are hidden in the ancient vampire scripture "The Book of Nod" that has been preserved for a thousand years?

***

The professor looked at the young lady in front of him, as well as at me and Cai Laoshi, who both had East Asian features, with great surprise. It is important to note that the Olmec script has suffered relentless destruction at the hands of Spanish colonizers, and only 4 manuscripts have survived to this day. They are named according to their locations or the names of their discoverers: the "Dresden Manuscript," the "Madrid Manuscript," the "Gumari Manuscript," and the "Paris Manuscript." The young lady before us claims to possess another text, which undoubtedly represents a significant archaeological discovery.

Angel's smooth back is covered with tattoos, and on the area below her neck is a special design: a bird resembling a phoenix has a speech bubble similar to those in modern comics near its beak, filled with various symbols that extend down to her waist

I want to "initiate a first embrace." Old Master Cai murmured from one end of the chair...

The two of us walked out of the small auditorium dejectedly, realizing that deciphering the "Book of Relocation" seemed fraught with challenges

I gently draped my shirt over Angel's bare upper body, gazing at her expression of anger and despair, unsure of how to comfort her

The professor is a wise scholar with a bald head, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. In the lounge at the back of the auditorium, he patiently listened to Angel's account. The vampire fabricated a mundane story and then asked the professor if he could translate some Olmec texts for her

The professor became increasingly excited, his face flushed, his body trembling. Suddenly, his face contorted in a grotesque manner, and a sound resembling a "gurgle" escaped from his throat. He spasmed and hunched down, collapsing to the ground, motionless.

There is no need to say more; this is the blood of a millennium. An ancient corpse does not require a heart for blood circulation, as the blood itself is rich in magnetism and flows according to the Earth's magnetic poles. It is essence, I believe.

I am the ancient corpse of the East, embodying the essence of a brave man who stands up for justice. Now that a beautiful woman is in distress, how can I not come to her aid? I calmly loosen my collar, revealing my well-maintained neck, and a surge of heroism arises within me

West Broadway, my 'Northeast' restaurant

As soon as I stepped out, I walked briskly, with An closely following behind, his vigilant gaze scanning the surroundings to prevent any further attacks from assassins

I focused my gaze and discovered that a small featherless arrow was deeply embedded in the professor's throat; it turned out he had been secretly plotted against and killed. I extended my finger, grasped the arrow's shaft, and gently pulled it out.

Old Cai's corpse has disappeared

"Make way, we are taking the professor to the hospital," Angel called out, and the students instinctively cleared a path.

The professor fixed his gaze on Angel and then nodded.

Angel released me, stopped sucking, and her tongue licked the fresh blood at the corner of her mouth, appearing very embarrassed

Angel immediately understood. The two of us supported the weak professor, and I crouched down to gently carry him on my back, quickly leaving the small auditorium

The South American poison dart frog! Angel leaned over and whispered in my ear in terror, and she had not even had time to cover herself with a garment

I pulled Angel back through the woods and returned to the small chapel with the red roof

The academic seminar of Joyce Marcus, a professor of archaeology at the University of Michigan and an expert in the Sabatka language, was held in a small auditorium with a red roof

The arrow is approximately 2 inches long, made from a type of hard wood, and the arrowhead is green

"Let us go, trouble will arise when the police arrive," said Angel.

The University of British Columbia is located by the seaside in West Vancouver, surrounded by lush trees and gentle sea breezes. University students of various ethnicities stroll in groups, holding books. A beach at the corner of the campus is a famous nude beach in North America, where in summer, some naked men and women sunbathe on the sand; however, during this season, it is cold and desolate, with few visitors.

***

The professor's trembling hand adjusted his glasses, his gaze fixed and his breathing rapid. A string of saliva dripped from the corner of Cai Laoshi's mouth, having already slid from the chair to the floor. I too felt a surge of heat throughout my body, my veins pounding fiercely; the millennia-old vampire truly was extraordinarily enchanting.

"A little is enough, the blood of the Chinese is so sweet, I really do not know how to thank you," she said sincerely

Angel has found the right person; the "Book of Shadows," which vampires have bloodily fought over for centuries, is about to be revealed to the world. I am truly happy for her

"Professor, how are you? Do you still remember me?" Angel asked anxiously

No, I did not turn you into a vampire, how could I do that when you are my benefactor? In fact, the feeling of 'first embrace' is a hundred times better. " Angel said shyly as she nestled into my arms. My mind was suddenly filled with confusion

Angel also guessed that the murderer was hiding in the woods, with a soft reproach, her figure swayed and shot out like an arrow, leaping through the window and plunging into the forest. I hurriedly set down the professor, picked up Angel's jacket, climbed up to the window, and jumped down, also chasing into the woods

The traces of the murderer had long vanished in the woods, having been pursued all the way to the beach. The gray-blue Pacific Ocean stretched out before them, with a few seagulls soaring above, while the waves gently lapped against the rocks, creating white foamy splashes. On the beach, a pair of young adults with deep brown skin sat cross-legged in the sand, engaged in yoga meditation.

"Where are we going?" An asked

Angel was extremely happy and was about to ask when I hurriedly stepped forward and whispered, "Quickly take the professor with you, it is too dangerous here"

I searched everywhere, yet I still cannot find Old Cai. He must have been scared off and returned to the restaurant. It is important to know that he is a wanted murderer by the Chinese government, unlike Lai Changxing, who would definitely be extradited if discovered by the Canadian government

People from Northeast China are all like living Lei Feng, I thought with great interest

Angel turned and ran back, parting the crowd, only to see the professor sitting on the floor, hands covering his throat, with a blank expression in his eyes

I raised my eyes and saw that there were only two windows in the small reception room, and only one of them was open. Outside the window was a dense forest, with lush branches and leaves, and the shadows of the trees swayed gently. The poisoned arrow must have been shot from within the woods

It was not until I sat in my 6-cylinder Ford and pressed the accelerator to speed away that I finally felt a sense of relief

The feeling just now was truly wonderful, could it be what is referred to as 'the first embrace'? I asked.

The angel opened her blood-red mouth, revealing two long and sharp fangs, with what seemed to be tiny holes in between. ... At the moment of piercing the skin, there was a slight pain, followed by a tingling sensation that felt somewhat itchy. In an instant, I felt my blood surging, my whole body ablaze with heat, and I unconsciously held the vampire tightly ... ... A sensation unlike any I had ever experienced began to sprout within me like a gentle stream, causing even the capillaries throughout my body to rhythmically pulse and resonate. An overwhelming sense of comfort filled my entire being, it was exhilarating, this feeling of "first embrace". I bit my lip, yet could not help but let out a soft moan ... ...