Durin's Diary

Chapter 1044 Yellow Crane Tower

After Dulin left, the big guy took a gold ingot from the white-headed turtle's arms. He squeezed it, looked at the fingerprint on the ingot and nodded: "Pure gold. Everyone says that the young master is kind-hearted and a first-class tycoon. I just asked for a title. If it were a legend, they might have snorted at me."

"Who told you to insist on seeing is believing?" the petite girl said with a smile.

"Everyone in the world says he is good. Ancient books say he is either a capable minister in times of peace or a treacherous hero in times of chaos. Now that I have met someone that my grandfather and all the prime ministers say is good, I have to see if it is true."

"Your Highness, what do you think?" the white-headed turtle asked with a smile.

"As powerful as a god, he would surely not stoop to the level of a mortal like me. However, I would absolutely not dare to ask for any more titles." Saying this, the big man glanced at the four people on the radiator: "Once the four legendary lords wake up, help prepare some food for them."

"Understood, Your Highness." The white-haired turtle nodded.

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As he walked out of the police station, the burly man looked at the cigarette pack in his hand, then at his young wife, and finally tossed the pack and cigarettes to the old gatekeeper.

"Everyone says you can't compare people. I didn't believe it before, but now I have to." The big man helped his wife into the car, and then he got in after her.

He sighed in the car.

“You’ve seen the true God walking on earth, are you afraid?” his wife said with a smile.

"I was really scared. I had to bite the bullet and beg for some food, afraid of upsetting people. Luckily, everyone was right. Mr. Du Lin has always been kind to innocent people." The big guy nodded, feeling a bit scared but also a bit wistful. "Tell me, why did he help us do so much? Even if he eventually transforms himself into Wu Fuzi and becomes a god, even in Changtang, not many people would oppose him, right?"

This is the view of many high-ranking officials. Several prime ministers have even publicly stated that if Dulin cannot become an anonymous person and can only become an ordinary god, they are willing to worship him.

It's simply because he has done so much for this land; this faith is what he deserves.

“Everyone says that someone like Master Wu should not be speculated about, but people’s hearts are always fickle, which is why suspicion arises.” His wife sighed softly as she said this: “If Mr. Dulin were still alive when the child was born, let’s have him as a godfather.”

“Okay, I’ll ask for another bite later,” the big guy replied.

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Du Lin naturally didn't want to delve into people's thoughts, so when the four old men came to report to his good grandson in the afternoon, carrying tea canisters and snack boxes, Du Lin couldn't help but think—these snack boxes were obviously the ones Du Lin had given to Prime Minister Lin. You four old geezers, after waking up, you've been asking him for money and favors again, haven't you?

Having old friends like you is truly a miracle for Prime Minister Lin.

Dulin sighed as he saw the four little old men off—they were in high spirits and said they wanted to go up to heaven for a good time, and repeatedly said they would absolutely not drink alcohol anymore.

These four old men are all widowed and can't drink, so let them go to the card table and cause trouble. At worst, they might smash something in the sky, and Dulin can apologize later—we have to find them something to do, right?

Then he summoned a messenger from the Candle Dragon Pavilion and asked him to bring five boxes of pastries to Prime Minister Lin.

Having taken care of everything, Du Lin glanced at his pocket watch and felt it was about time to go to the Celestial Master's Mansion to pick up his young lady.

Pulling open a door and walking in is all it takes, but it's tough on the young people at the Candle Dragon Pavilion's eavesdropping station—as Dulin becomes increasingly difficult to control, his fluctuations change every three days. Now, even a simple spell from Dulin terrifies those young people. Dulin doesn't want to trouble them, but considering it will take an hour to walk there, and taking a car will create more carbon emissions for the world, he decides to let the young people suffer a bit.

That said, carbon emissions sound pretty impressive. If any company ever comes up with something like this out of the blue, Dulin will definitely give them a good talking-to.

You're just trying to fool idiots by hiring experts, right? I won't kill your whole family, but they'll definitely die because of me.

While complaining, Du Lin walked into the Celestial Master's Mansion and reached out to pet the little grassland sprite that came close to him: "Why aren't you in class?"

"I don't understand." The little guy's words encapsulated the suffering of him and his peers.

Dulin suppressed a laugh and patted the dozen or so little guys on the head—everyone said Dulin's hands were blessed, so he let these little fools have their wish granted.

Then he arrived at the lobby door. The teacher sitting by the door heard the footsteps, turned around and saw that the person in question had arrived. He immediately put on a smile: "Young Master Dulin has arrived a bit early today. Madam Anta has already started talking about the Fifth Ring Spell."

Dulin nodded, standing at the door looking at his daughter: "My daughter really didn't hold back."

"That's true. Your wives certainly didn't hold back and taught the children quite a bit. Those children outside are first graders, and they really couldn't understand, so the Old Master told them to just go out and play. There will be plenty of time to teach them later." The teacher explained why the children were outside.

Dulin nodded in understanding, saying, "Indeed, it's useless for children to understand no matter how much you teach them. They'll understand when they learn." In the Mage Tower, these children are just apprentices and it's impossible for them to understand the Five Rings spells. Even if they did understand, it would be useless if they couldn't use them.

Besides, they wouldn't be able to use it anyway.

I listened outside the door for another half hour before today's class finally ended.

As is customary, the old Celestial Master, along with several filial disciples, went on stage to shake hands with the girls from Dulin to express their gratitude.

Then the old master led Anta and Elaine to Dulin.

Du Lin took his daughter from the old man and then smiled at him: "I heard that your grandson got into a fight on Chang'an Avenue last night, is that right?"

The old master smiled and pointed at Du Lin: "You naughty boy, you're here to tease me, aren't you?"

"Don't mention it. I just think you shouldn't mind. The four old men were completely drunk, but luckily they were careful and only injured, not crippled," Du Lin explained with a smile.

This explanation made the old master nod helplessly: "What you said is true. When I heard about this, my child had already come back to complain to me. He said that he went to the police station and saw the old man, Yan Zhenqing, and two strangers from the Western Continent handcuffed to the radiator. They all thought the child was going to die."

The old man and the young boy laughed and moved on from the matter.

"Young Master Du Lin, I hope your wife will give you her full support for this lesson." The old master saw Du Lin off to the gate.

Dulin readily agreed: "No problem."

According to Duhring, knowledge should not be imprisoned in the minds of a few.

(End of this chapter)