Durin's Diary

Chapter 682 Peanuts and Wine
The old man did not enjoy the meal well. He did nothing but drink alone, except looking at Du Lin from time to time.

"You, like your grandmother, have your own opinions. Honestly, I'd be very sorry if you didn't return to this family. But the Mo family I'm familiar with is the Mo family of two hundred years ago. The Mo family of today is somewhat unfamiliar to me. They... don't consider me their ancestor."

"Just because they are not of my race, their hearts must be different." Du Lin asked with a smile.

"Perhaps," the old man sighed and replied, "When you returned this time, your Excellency told me about your situation. The Mo family... is really not the Mo family I'm familiar with."

Du Lin shook his head helplessly. "Let them have their own ideas. I won't be returning as a descendant of the Mo family. My grandmother came here and married Ishi from the Ai Ershi family. She had a daughter who is married. I am adopted. I have an older brother, an older sister, and a younger sister."

Having said that, Du Lin hesitated and ultimately did not tell anyone about his sister's situation.

"Your family is prosperous. I envy you, child. I have lived for two hundred years, and all my former friends and relatives have been swept away by time. In that huge family, only strangers called relatives are left." Mo Qianqiu sighed when he said this.

"Sooner or later, I will experience the same predicament as you. For lovers, immortality is just another manifestation of purgatory." Du Lin finished speaking and filled the old man's glass with wine. "How is Chang Tang doing recently?"

"As usual, there have never been fewer enemies in the Three Passes and Four Seas. However, recently a psychic has appeared among the children, and the fortune tellers are a little anxious."

"There are also some in the Western Continent. I asked Mr. Nameless, and he said it was a psychic energy tide."

"I hope it's really just a surge of psychic energy. Now that you asked, I'm relieved."

At this moment, a maid pushed open the door: "Master Du Lin, there are guests from the Ring."

Before she could finish, old Enrique strode in.

Glancing at Du Lin and Mo Qianqiu at the small table, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you were fighting."

"What are you fighting for? How come Yuanhuan also knows this person?"

"The Mo family's fleet has been trading with Yuanhuan in Farol. When they heard someone from their family was coming, they came straight to your house. Yuanhuan was worried, so they asked me to come over." Old Enrique said as he sat down at the table. "Mr. Mo, it's been a while since we last met."

"The last time we met, I was still young and came here with my great-grandfather. You were also young then." Mo Qianqiu smiled when he said this: "Now you are also an old man."

"Unlike you, you became famous at a young age." The two old men must have known each other. They toasted each other and then kept looking at Du Lin.

"Mr. Mo came here, he must want to ask you to go back to Changtang, but I also know that you will not go back. If you go back, old Yixu will really be alone and helpless. You are not a heartless child." Old Enrique asked.

Du Lin nodded. Yes, it was because of this or that reason that Du Lin would not choose to return to Changtang - to him, that was not home, but just a cage that his grandmother escaped from.

"That's inevitable. Du Lin rejected my invitation out of hand. As for those people in my family, they must have gone to Ayer's house, right?" Mo Qianqiu asked old Enrique.

The latter nodded carelessly: "Isn't it? After all, the Aye family is now dedicated to hosting Changtang merchants like you. Your family has been arranged to stay in a hotel in Lublin."

Du Lin filled the two glasses of wine. "Mr. Mo, although you are of mixed blood, you have lived a long time... you should know that person." Mo Qianqiu nodded. "I know. I even know that person is now in Chang Tang."

Du Lin smiled - what does it mean to be one of our own? This is one of our own.

Old Enrique looked at Du Lin and said, "It seems that the people of Chang Tang should also know about the existence of Daye."

"I know, but it's so difficult. Everyone in Chang Tang can't contribute much. The goal of the great cause is in the Western Continent, and we don't have any foothold in the Western Continent. Helping you is also extremely difficult. The port of Dulin is a breakthrough point, but the location is not good after all. It is too dangerous for our fleet to enter the inland sea. Now that there is no war, our fleet can still pass unimpeded. If a war breaks out, those believers will definitely attack us in droves."

At the end of his speech, Mo Qianqiu suddenly fell silent. He took out a piece of tortoise shell and a few copper coins from his pocket and scattered them on the table. Then he looked at Du Lin with wide eyes and said, "You are the son of Daye."

Du Lin nodded.

Mo Qianqiu sighed deeply: "I understand now. It turns out that he is not short-sighted, but he has already seen the problem."

"Who?" Du Lin was puzzled.

"The human who asked you if you would go back is the descendant of my eldest brother and the best Taoist priest of the Mo family. I work in the Taoist Temple, and he is in the East China Sea. It seems that he saw your problem at first sight." Mo Qianqiu sighed.

"What's wrong with me?" Du Lin was a little puzzled - I couldn't see the problem myself, so how did you see it?

"The Mo family's lineage of Heavenly Masters is skilled in divination. As the son of a great cause, you are born with great fortune. Those fortune-tellers and astrologers in the Western Continent don't have this ability, but our Heavenly Master can see your problem at a glance. However, Heavenly Masters have their own problems. They see through things but don't speak out. This is all I can say. If I say any more, what I see tomorrow morning might not be sunlight, but a soul-hooking messenger."

Du Lin also knew this, so he smiled and nodded. "In any case, protect yourself first. But now that you mentioned it, it reminds me. When that man looked at me, he smiled very happily. It seemed that he really understood what I was. But I'm curious, do you people of Chang Tang really not believe in gods?"

"The so-called gods are merely scientists from the old era, playing tricks and deceiving the common people. These things are no secret within the Heavenly Master's Mansion, but for the sake of stability, the Heavenly Masters keep them to themselves. Therefore, the Chang Tang officials only believe in Nuwa and the Nameless Master." Mo Qianqiu explained this and looked at Du Lin. "The Nuwa of the Chang Tang people refers to your twin mother goddesses, but you and I should both understand that the original Nuwa was someone else."

"Yes." Du Lin nodded: "This time, I witnessed her rational incarnation and emotional existence." Du Lin said here, looking at Mo Qianqiu: "Mr. Qianqiu, what do you think about that person?"

"It's hard to judge. Some say he's a terrifying horn, bringing only destruction when blown. Others say he's the banner of the end, the day he's raised will bring an end to all the past." Mo Qianqiu sighed at this point. "I may be a legend, but I'm only a mortal after all. What about you, the son of the great cause?"

"I just feel that life needs to find its own way out. Evil gods are like cages, and kind gods are like cradles. But no matter what, life must go out eventually. Whether it is a cage or a cradle, we must find our own way out of life." Du Lin said, muttering to himself.

The road to freedom is so difficult, and the person walking with the innocent may not necessarily be another pitiful person.

After all, life begins with dancing with wolves from the moment we are born.

I guess in the future, I will be sleeping in the same bed with madness...but having different dreams.

(End of this chapter)