Durin's Diary

Chapter 1025 Turning Point in Jiujiang

Why do you enjoy watching young people fight?

Looking at the tangled mess below the wall, the old master took out a string of candied hawthorns from his pocket and gave them to his youngest son, while asking Du Lin a question.

"I used to play when I was young, isn't this just a way of reminiscing about my lost youth?"

As Dulin took out glutinous rice dumplings and distributed them to his daughters sitting on the wall, he sighed about the past.

The past wasn't all bad; there was also laughter and playfulness among young people, and friends vying for attention and jealousy in the new city of Hangzhou.

Back then, fights often broke out between the schools and the tower. Young people would abandon their killing skills and, like the young people below today, roll around in the dust with sticks.

The eldest daughter of the old Celestial Master's family no longer recognizes Du Lin at all. This is a negative consequence. As Du Lin finds it increasingly difficult to anchor his 'identity,' young people in this world who have only met Du Lin once or have only heard of his name no longer remember his existence.

However, because Dulin was trying to define himself, the living beings could still observe his presence. Although she was curious whether Dulin's way of speaking was too old-fashioned, she understood that someone who could sit down and chat so casually with her ancestors was a terrifying being that even ten thousand of her combined could not defeat.

So she was very obedient—there was no way she couldn't be obedient. She was sitting on the wall of the Candle Dragon Pavilion, while the brothers who had come to help her fight below were now being beaten to a pulp by the Candle Dragon Pavilion brats.

Look, Dulin may not participate, but he hasn't missed a single blessing or enhancement. So the children of the Candle Dragon Hall, who already had a slight advantage in physical confrontation, now seem to be blessed with divine power. The little guy who is only 1.2 meters tall can jump up and punch someone into a spinning top.

So the fight was over quickly, and Dulin clapped his hands: "Kids, that's enough. Throw them all into their cars."

The car must have been hired by them; this is a unique pick-up and drop-off service in Beijing. It's just a pity that while customers can jump out of the car themselves, they can't climb back in.

But it was alright. The drivers, probably used to seeing customers get retaliated against by their aggrieved clients, smiled and gave Dulin a rough bow.

Du Lin didn't stand on ceremony and took out a few packs of cigarettes, tossing them over: "You guys take these and divide them up. While you're at it, drag these brats to the hospital and tell them that they were beaten up at the entrance of the Candle Dragon Pavilion. The bill will be charged to the Celestial Master's Mansion. If anyone is unhappy about it, come to the Candle Dragon Pavilion and cause trouble for me, Du Lin. I'll be there whenever you call."

"Alright." The middle-aged driver in the lead had a burly face and two scars on his head, clearly from being stabbed with a knife. He must have been a tough guy when he was in the army.

After the drivers drove away, the old master said he had to go too—of course, he didn't forget to take his little girl with him.

Dulin clicked his tongue and looked at his girls: "The show's over. What's next?"

“I’m off today, no one’s contacting me. I’m taking my girlfriends shopping. What about you?” Anta asked.

"I'm going to take care of something. Don't worry, it's important." Dulin said as he opened a portal on the ground.

“Then go early and come back early,” Anta said.

"Eleven and Big Orange will follow you." After saying that, Dulin jumped down from the portal.

As the door disappeared, Elaine lifted her chin and asked, "Where is Dulin going?"

“The coordinates point west, so it’s possible he went back,” Reed said, looking up in the distance toward home.

“Men have things to do, let’s go.” With that, Anta reached out and cast a group feather fall spell on her sisters: “Let’s go for a stroll over there today.”

“Dongcheng, I heard the pastry shop there is pretty good. You told me to remember it last time.” Melinda flipped through the notebook in her hand.

“Then let’s go to the East City, Lide, change your clothes.” After Anta finished speaking, she looked at the mess outside the gate.

She felt a little dazed, as if something was missing from her heart. But she still remembered Dulin, and the boys who were willing to help her chase the hunting dogs.

But, Anta, how long can we remember this?

………………

Uryula was sitting in the lobby of the Eternal Flame Nest drinking coffee. As a night owl, he was often on night watch.

When Dulin walked out of the portal, he rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw who it was before he hurriedly stood up and said, "Young Master, you're finally back. Where are your wives?"

"Still in Changtang. I came back this time because of a letter brought back by Himer. What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry to find me?" Dulin asked as he tossed a large box of pastries to the old vampire: "Changtang fruits, share them with the children."

"Alright, I don't know about Hermer's letter. Perhaps you should ask Mrs. Lin; she should be getting up soon."

"How are my mother and sister doing lately?" Dulin asked as he walked to the counter and took a cup of coffee from the young, golden-haired girl, Rachel.

"Madam and Miss are both well, but the old lady seems to have aged a bit lately."

The old vampire's words startled Doolittle—the lady referred to his mother, and the old lady referred to Sarah Corleone, Doolittle's maternal grandmother.

Of course, she is actually his grandmother, but Dulin's surname is after all, Ersh. As long as he is still Dulin of the Ersh family, then this must be Dulin's maternal grandmother.

The old lady looks old, which means that another legend is about to come to her end.

Dulin sighed, "I'll go see her. Is she awake now?"

“She’s awake. The old lady goes to bed early and gets up early. I just saw her go out. You can go to the viewing platform below the cliff. She’s been enjoying greeting the sunrise there lately.”

"I understand," Dulin said, then turned and walked towards the door.

The viewing platform below the cliff is a new landmark developed by the Eternal Nest. From here, all can enjoy a panoramic view of the entire harbor. It is specially prepared for guests, but on weekends, all residents of Eternal Nest are also allowed to come up for a visit.

Of course, not many people will come up here. After all, there are many places to see the harbor, and not many people would be willing to climb up to such a high place.

Usually, only guests and young couples come up.

Dulin descended the steps to the platform and immediately saw the old lady sitting in a chair. The Eternal Flame Nest in July was definitely not cold. Next to the old lady was a small vinyl record player, on which was playing a piece composed by Dulin.

Port of Fog.

At that moment, the sea surface was covered in fog.

Dulin slowly walked to her side, squatted down, and looked at the old lady in front of him who was smiling at him with her eyes narrowed.

"I am back."

She nodded, and amidst the piano solo, she gently placed her hand on Dulin's head.

"It's good that you're back. I thought you were going to stay in Changtang."

(End of this chapter)