Durin's Diary

Chapter 539 Past

"However, I still have some doubts." The old man holding chopsticks said to his companion.

"I know what you suspect. You suspect that the old man in the Constance family killed his own child... to silence him, right?" Yan Zhenqing did not put down the chopsticks in his hand. He answered his old friend's doubts while eating.

"But we have no evidence." The old man sighed and started to pick up his chopsticks.

"This isn't Chang Tang. We can't just bypass the Dali Temple and handle this case through the Tianshi Mansion." Yan Zhenqing smiled faintly. "You're still worried about something. I think this kid has extraordinary abilities. Since the Kligern family is willing to swear an oath to Master Wu, it proves they won't act rashly. Then Du Lin is not in great danger. Since even the biggest victim is unwilling to touch him, I can't imagine who else could."

"Where are those who silenced us?"

"The Clegane and Constance families are still here, so it's not the turn of this kid, Durin."

When they got here, the two old men started picking up their chopsticks together, picking up scallops together, and dipping them in the sauce together.

Then they spoke together: "Don't mobilize the fleet, but send more good people."

The two old men kept laughing. Yan Zhenqing raised his chopsticks and pointed at his companions: "You, Du Lin has only one reliable brother, Pu'er, right? It would be good to assign some good people to him and let him help Du Lin with his work."

"I think so too. I've looked into Northernism. The people are good, but the ideology is too surreal. People have desires. Everything their generation upheld will probably become a joke in the eyes of later generations." The old man sighed at this point. "My daughter of that generation married a Northernist. The way he did whatever it took to win made me feel his madness."

"Old immortals like you and me, who have lived for five or six hundred years, would naturally think so. However, these mortals were willing to sacrifice themselves for their ideals and die for their beliefs. Their humility and greatness are something that Zhulongs like us lack." Yan Zhenqing raised his glass and sighed, "Do you still remember those soldiers who died in the Three Passes and Four Seas? They were insignificant, and many didn't even leave their names behind. Yet, they were the backbone of the Chang Tang."

"How could I forget them? Even though their descendants have been passed down for more than a dozen generations, and some have even died out, as long as I live, they will still be alive in this world. As long as I live, I educate my descendants so that they will not let down those whose families died. Just like what was described in the movie made by that kid Du Lin, everyone who loves Northernism simply doesn't want the ideology to become a joke and bring shame to the tombstones of those whose families died in the long night."

"That's why, come, let us pay our respects to the common people," Yan Zhenqing said.

"Okay, toast to Fan Su." The old man and his old friend raised their glasses at the same time and drank them at the same time.

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Dulin returned to the Great Woods and didn't feel any difference.

That's right. Most people don't care about the news that a prince and a duke's eldest son died in a foreign country. What they care about is whether they eat bread with sawdust or bread with sawdust.

So while Du Lin once again helped the children complete their promotion, he met his brother who had rushed over.

Poole looked a little haggard. Recently, a large amount of supplies from the human world have been passing through him. In order to prevent the data from becoming unbearable, it is said that Durin's brother has been living in the warehouse these days.

"Thank you for your hard work." Du Lin hugged his brother.

"It's nothing for me, but the people below are too tired. It's easy for my comrades to kill people, but if you ask them to settle the accounts, three people can only give you three numbers, so I want to know if there are any reliable people on your side, and if you can give me some more." Poole asked.

This problem was really beyond Dulin's ability. After thinking about it, Dulin could only take Poole to find the two old men.

After searching the cafeteria, Du Lin finally found the two sitting at a four-person table outside the cafeteria eating grilled scallops. Seeing Du Lin and Pool sitting down, and listening to the two children's purpose of their visit, the two slightly drunk old men laughed out loud.

"You see, arriving early is worse than arriving at the right time. We just happened to be discussing this matter." The old man said as he handed over two wine glasses and two pairs of chopsticks through the air: "You two children, sit down and have a drink with us two old guys."

Now that he had chopsticks and a wine glass, Du Lin first poured himself some wine, and then poured some for his brother.

"Old man Yan and I have quite a few candidates. They have been traveling on the sea all year round. They are both civil and martial, and have good accounting skills. They are all Jiao monsters and are good at swimming. Du Lin, you are in charge of them in name and let them help your brother do things. You are Zhulong and can control them." said the old man.

"Okay, give them to me, and then I'll beat them up and hand them over to my brother. If they do something bad again, I'll beat them up again." Du Lin took a sip of wine: "It's strong!"

"Hahaha, good fellow, you all know it's strong. People from Western Land would only say it's spicy when they drink it!" Mr. Yan laughed heartily: "Come on, Du Lin, good boy, let's have a sip together."

So they both drank it all in one gulp.

Du Lin called the waiter and paid ten gold coins to ask them to serve the best hoofed beast meat.

"The meat of the hoofed beasts here is tender. You two elders, please try it." Du Lin said as he filled his own glass again. At the same time, he looked at his brother's face, which turned red after drinking. "My brother can't hold his liquor well."

"I know. You don't look like someone who can drink. By the way, Du Lin, have you ever thought about holding a ceremony for your brother?" Mr. Yan asked.

Du Lin turned his head to look at Poole, who was puzzled for a moment, then smiled and said, "I don't need it."

"Okay, an old man like me won't force you." Mr. Yan said, and then he and Du Lin drank another glass.

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After three rounds of drinks, the two old men laughed and said that according to them, everyone could be gathered tomorrow - they were already in the Everforged Fortress, and tomorrow Durin and Poole would go there to meet them, and then everyone could go directly with Poole.

And Du Lin accompanied Poole to the hotel where the foreign affairs personnel were staying.

When they separated, Durin wanted to ask Poole why he was unwilling to undergo the awakening ceremony. Whether he became a silver dragon or a candle dragon, it would be better than now.

But Du Lin's moral integrity made him choose to keep silent in the end.

I'm curious why your brother didn't want to have the ceremony, and why you didn't ask.

On the way back, Daju asked in confusion.

Maybe it’s because we both have the same father who likes to bury secrets deep in his heart.

Du Lin replied.

(End of this chapter)