Durin's Diary

Chapter 466: People from the Past

Let old Ulayul be responsible for investigating the Duke of Marseille, and Dulin personally accompanied the old man back to Lublin.

The old man insisted that Du Lin accompany him no matter what. In the end, Old Ish had no choice but to hand the key to the third floor to Du Lin, and then returned to the eastern front alone with a sad face.

"Be nicer to your grandfather in the future. He really dotes on my descendants, and he also likes you grandchildren." The old man said this earnestly as he followed Du Lin into the portal.

Du Lin nodded as a matter of course - he was raised by old Ish since he was a child, so what else did he not know.

Back at Lublin's house, Dulin and the old man just entered the courtyard when they saw the old lady sitting in the yard. She looked at Dulin and waved happily, then noticed the old man behind Dulin: "Is this a guest from Chang Tang?"

"This is Mr. Mo's young master."

"I understand, you're the elder of Zhulong's wife, right? We have a guest today, Du Lin, you have to take good care of him."

Du Lin nodded and took the old man into the small building.

When the old butler Spencer opened the door, the old man reached out and patted his knee. "You have an injury. It was sustained when you were young. Find a healer from Changtang and have him operate on you to remove the bone spur. You can maintain your peak condition for another thirty years."

Old Spencer nodded and said thank you.

"You can speak the common language." Du Lin exclaimed.

"Just like your president Tang Yu, Zhulong has a long lifespan and a terrifying talent in language." After saying that, the old man gestured to Du Lin to lead the way.

After walking down the corridor, there was no one in the living room, so Du Lin went to the nursery on the first floor and saw his mother.

When she saw the little old man, the mother was silent for a while, then she was a little surprised: "You..."

"What's wrong with me?" asked the old man.

"Mother... mentioned your appearance. She said you had a wound at the corner of your eye, a crack on your dragon horn, and your pupils and hair were black. She also said... that you were the relative she couldn't let go of the most." At this point, the mother, holding her sister, sighed, "Have you... finally found this place?"

Du Lin was speechless, just looking at the tears in the corners of his mother's eyes and the pain in the old man's eyes.

"Yes, but don't be afraid, I won't take you back to Changtang. You belong here. You are the daughter of that old child, and you also belong to your husband." The old man said in standard grassland elf language at this moment.

He reached out and touched the face of the young man in front of him: "Du Lin will take me to the third floor."

The mother looked at Du Lin, and Du Lin showed her the key in his hand.

"Take...take our ancestors upstairs to have a look. If I remember correctly, your grandmother's portrait is on the third floor."

Du Lin nodded, took Guan Xiaolaoer to the third floor, and opened the lock with his old man Yi Xu when he opened the door.

Then, he and he saw the painting, and the girl in the painting was still so cute.

The old man sat down on the chair in front of the portrait and just stared at the person in the painting.

"Can you let an old man like me rest for a while?"

he asked.

Du Lin nodded, left the room and closed the door.

After going downstairs, Du Lin prepared to go to the yard to rest and say hello to his grandmother.

But when he opened the door, Du Lin was dumbfounded.

Because the old tree in the yard turned into a small tree, a Zhulong girl looked at her child with a smile.

Perhaps it was Du Lin's opening of the door that startled her, and she turned her head.

At that moment, Du Lin recognized her—the girl in the painting, the one Old Ish couldn't let go of, Du Lin's grandmother. "You are..."

"I'm...Doulin Lily Corleone." After saying that, Doulin saw the toddler and she ran towards Doulin.

Subconsciously, Du Lin reached out and hugged her.

"Doulin Lily Corleone...Ish is someone to you." She stood there smiling, as if she understood that Doulin would not hurt her child.

"My grandpa." Du Lin smiled and handed the child in his arms to the old deer housekeeper who was running over.

The latter looked at Du Lin with some surprise and doubt.

"It's okay, just step aside first." After saying that, the girl looked at Du Lin with a smile, and finally, she stretched out her hand.

A Tang-style sword broke out from the window on the third floor, and the girl caught the sword.

The next second, the sword stopped in front of him.

Du Lin felt her murderous intent, but he could not feel the murderous aura on the sword.

The girl was silent for a moment, then began to laugh. When she had laughed enough, she retracted her sword. "I've seen many men like you who pretend to be scoundrels, but Qianyue didn't hurt you, which means you're not lying. You do have my bloodline, a genuine Candle Dragon. Did you say Yixu is your grandfather?"

"Yes, it's a very long story." After Du Lin finished talking about his past, the grandmother in front of him fell silent. She looked at her daughter in the arms of the old housekeeper with open arms.

Du Lin watched his mother fly into his grandmother's arms.

She held her child, her face filled with sadness, but she finally looked at Du Lin. "The descendants of the Mo family's Zhulong have special talents. From time to time, children from the future appear in the long river of life. This is my first time, but I never thought it would be Lily's third son, and he would bring news of my death."

"I'm so sorry, Grandma."

"It's nothing, child. Fate is determined by heaven. I understand that I've come this far and am almost exhausted. I only regret that I couldn't let my ancestors see me in my current state..." She was silent for a moment. "When did you come?"

"Take me to the third floor to see your portrait. It seems that your grandfather had someone paint it." Du Lin said.

"I drew it myself." After saying that, Du Lin's grandmother stretched out her hand, and a scabbard appeared in her left hand. She put the sword back into the scabbard and threw it to Du Lin.

"If you go back like this, your grandfather and my old ancestor will definitely say that you are hysterical, but with Qianyue, they will believe it." Having said that, she looked at Du Lin, as if she wanted to see through Du Lin.

In the end, she just sighed, then smiled: "Go back and tell your grandfather that I will wait for him in the Endless Wilderness. However, he must complete his great wish before coming to find me and that sister. Otherwise, I will definitely not forgive him."

Then she tilted her head and said, "And there's the little old ancestor. Tell him that I will miss every day he tells me stories. Please thank him for me."

The next second, Du Lin woke up.

Finding themselves still inside the door, Eleven and Daju were puzzled and curious about the sword and sheath that suddenly appeared in Du Lin's arms.

Where did this sword come from? It only took half a second.

Daju is very curious.

A bio-coded sword, awesome! It's our military model.

This was Eleven's surprise.

It turns out that everything that just happened was not a dream.

Du Lin was stunned, then ran to the third floor.

Because he had something very important to say, and he wanted to convey it to the dejected old man sitting on the third floor on behalf of that very important person.

(End of this chapter)