The rich old man naturally didn't know what Dracula wanted to do, but when he saw his servant carrying it like a chicken, he softened his heart with lingering fear: "Do you want money? There is a wooden box in the closet upstairs, which contains money."

Dracula said to Xining beside her, "Turn around, don't tell you, don't turn back."

When she was still a child, she could not watch the restricted-level scene. Xining rolled her eyes, but she still obeyed Dracula's words and turned around.

While turning around, I heard the old man shouting nervously: "I have it under my pillow and under my bed...ah, I have money in my shoes now, and...ah~"

As the "huh" wind passed by, listening to the sound, the wind was rising and going, and the old man's voice became more and more terrifying. At the last scream, the person who heard it felt creepy.

She didn't look back and didn't even look. There is a saying that goes, curiosity kills you. When the other party's strength is far better than her and out of dominance, it is best to obey orders and not provoke the other party's authority.

To put it bluntly, it means that your life is in the hands of the other party, so don’t mess around.

"Okay!" Dracula behind him finally spoke out.

In fact, he stopped for a while just now, and it seemed that he was standing behind to see if she would turn around or peek.

Xining turned around. At this time, except for the two of them, the house seemed empty. It turned out that the gatekeeper who was thrown on the ground was a white and fat cook, a rich man in his twilight years, and other servants who were still working in the house.

Dracula stood there, as calm and contented as if he was the owner of this house.

After looking around, Xining asked the first question: "How long do you plan to live here?"

Dracula was surprised now. He kept guessing what the other party would say in the first sentence. The most important thing he should be asking was where the person went. The result was this, as if it was originally theirs.

Naturally, Dracula would not ask back, why don’t you ask where people have gone? No need to ask, where to go. It seems that this noble girl has a very plain attitude towards human life, not like a human, but like a vampire with qualifications.

Dracula thought for a moment: "If you don't live here, after you get the money, go report the case and then find a place."

It’s easy to do things with money, so why bother staying here? If someone who is familiar with it comes back and sees them asking about the situation, she will either kill or cheat. She naturally chooses to talk, but Dracula is not so patient.

But Dracula still chose to leave because the reason is very simple. Even a vampire may fail. In order to avoid trouble, he still uses the money to find another place, which is safe and worry-free.

Xining recalled: "What did the old man say? In the cabinet, under the pillow, under the bed..."

After "huh", Dracula disappeared, and only saw a blurry black shadow jumping into the room. After two or three seconds, he came back "huh".

At this time, Dracula was holding a wooden box and two purses in her hand.

Dracula threw a small purse to her: "I will pay for your silver ring, and the extra pocket money I will give you."

Xining opened the purse and saw that there were more than a dozen silver coins inside. Haha, it was developed, so many of them at once!

As she walked, she poured out the silver coins, and after entering the house, she threw the purse into the lit fireplace, then pulled a piece of cloth from the side to put the purse in, planning to go out to buy a new purse later.

Dracula followed in, as if curious: "Have you been so careful?"

This is done to prevent people from seeing the original owner of the purse. The purse has patterns and is hand-embroidered. So you can recognize it at a glance, so you can't keep it.

Dracula didn't care so much about it. If he recognized it, he would solve it together. He put the purse into the pocket of his coat and there was a small wooden box in his hand. There was a lock on the box. He pinched the lock with his fingers and pulled it open in one go.

When he opened the box, there was another purse bag inside and several deeds. After Dracula took the money, he threw the wooden box and deeds on the ground.

It is useless to hold the land deed. If the house and land are sold, someone should be asked to write it again and write the names of both the buyer and seller.

Xining was about to go upstairs when Dracula grabbed her arm.

Dracula didn't use much strength: "What are you doing upstairs?"

"Find a skirt and see how dirty my clothes are?" Xining looked down at the hem of his skirt. The mud on it finally dried up, but the stains remained on it, dyeing the hem of the skirt into a mud color.

"Buy another new one and report it first." Dracula looked at the sky outside: "It should be still time."

The dirtyer the clothes on his body, the more embarrassed he was. That would prove that he had encountered a robber, and that was also evidence, so Xining gave up changing his clothes.

When he arrived in the yard, Xining thought of something: "By the way, he said there is money in the soles of the shoes."

Dracula almost didn't hold it, and after a while, he said, "If you want it, I'll take him out of the well and give it to you." The implication was that he didn't want it.

Xining nodded suddenly: "Okay, OK!"

Dracula was completely stunned.

Xining blinked and said, "I'm waiting, that's money!"

Although Dracula didn't laugh completely, the corners of her mouth were raised and she walked with her wrist: "You little money lover, you are leaving!"

Why does it sound helpless and a little doting?

This time, I finally didn't ride the horse carrying the goods again. There were three horses in the stable, one by one, riding each person.

But old Xining rode unwillingly. After crossing a road, he raised his head unwillingly: "Why let me ride this one?"

Dracula looked down at her, "This one is not good?"

"What's good?" she couldn't help but scream.

There were three stables, two big ones and one small ones. The pony should not be mature yet, and the donkeys were bigger than this one, so it was OK for the child to ride, but she was forced to fork her up directly.

He circled her slender waist with both hands and threw it on the horse: "You."

This made her laugh and cry. The people on the road also thought that she had probably turned off the horse's back and did not dare to ride a horse, so she rode such a foal.

Dracula also pulled the reins of the pony and asked him to ride a tall horse and walked slowly: "Now you don't have to run away, I think it's quite appropriate. If you don't want to ride, then let's ride one together."

Well, if you ride together, you have to get so close again. No, no!

She immediately shut up and stopped talking. Well, just this one feels good to ride.

Fortunately, the town is not big, and the place is so big that it soon arrived at the local nobles.
Chapter completed!