The dim clouds quietly eroded the body of the setting sun, and Meng Haoran looked up at the sea in the distance, where there was still a sea.

When Meng Haoran lowered his head, a diary suddenly appeared, which was a blank diary.

On the title page of the diary it is written: If fate is like a story, and the pen and paper have been re-given to you, then can you write a different fate?

It is a diary stained with time, which contains the secrets of a family's past, and the contents have been hidden.

Take action to change what has happened.

Meng Haoran gently opened the next page of this achievement diary, and many of the already existing handwriting were hidden on the blank paper.

The handwriting that slowly appeared on the blank paper,

Date: November 8, 1520

Weather: Uncertainty

Location: Atlantic Ocean

The last forty-four nautical miles from the American continent!

Meng Haoran put the diary in his arms, this is a very big boat, and what is even more exaggerated is that this ship is actually dragging a huge house behind!

There is also the main house with trapezoidal eaves, the side rooms are rounded and cornered, and the wooden houses are built on a wide and solid foundation, and the white walls and red roofs form a beautiful picture with the blue sky!

At the ship's location, there was an old man wearing a gray and black top hat, and a black suit, although it was a little wrinkled, but judging from the fabric and workmanship, it was a very expensive garment.

The old man held a Nanmu pipe in his hand, spit out a smoke ring in his mouth, and said in a slow tone: "Little girl, are you also from the Finch family?"

Meng Haoran said: I'm sorry, I'm not, old man, I'm just passing by, my name is Meng Haoran from the East.

Oh, little girl, you can call me Dunin. Finch, the patriarch of a wealthy and unfortunate family.

Oh, I know that Meng is a good surname, and I still know that Kong and Meng are saints in the ancient East.

Come on, sit here and talk to me for a while!

Meng Haoran asked: Dun Yin. Mr. Finch, you seem to be very melancholy, and I see a strong curse in you.

Dunin. Finch said lightly: Yes, this is a well-known thing in Norway, the Finch family received a curse, and not long ago I buried my wife and son with my own hands!

It was a morning like dusk, and as bad as my mood.

The trapezoidal tombstones are carved with soft crosses, and the pine forests around the snowflakes in the sky have been covered with a thick layer of snow.

I'm wearing the same clothes as I am today, and I kneel there on one knee and I have a lot to say, but I can't say anything anyway.

My gray hair was swaying in the wind, and it wasn't supposed to be like this, and if I had a choice, I should lie there.

Let me lie there and accompany my wife on the romantic journey of my life, my child is innocent, he is nothing more than the blood of the Vinci family.

When Meng Haoran heard this, he couldn't help but fall into silence, this is really a sad story.

Dunin. Finch continued to puff out the smoke rings and said, "So I made the decision to leave here, Columbus had arrived in the Americas decades ago.

I decided to relocate my entire family to the Americas, including my house, my cemetery, and everything about the entire Vinci family, but I was close to making it!

Meng Haoran looked at the endless sea in front of him and the huge house at night, and couldn't help but fall into deep worry.

Dunin. Can Finch really cross the vast Atlantic Ocean and move his house to the American continent?

Meng Haoran once wanted to persuade Dunyin. Finch, don't care about the green hills left in his house and are not afraid of running out of firewood, but think about it.

Moving this house to the American continent, such a seemingly impossible thing, is precisely the representative of David. Finch's final determination to defy the curse.

Dunin. Finch looked at the cloudy sky in the distance, stood up and said in a sonorous voice: I must move my house to the American continent, even death cannot stop me from doing this.

Then the captain of the wheelhouse shouted: Dunin. Mr. Finch, we still have a few dozen nautical miles to reach the land of the Americas.

You're about to accomplish something you've never done before!

Dunin. Finch also seemed excited, which is probably the happiest thing in recent times.

Meng Haoran saw a shocking wave in the distance, and it seemed that the last few dozen nautical miles were not as easy as expected.

At this time, the scene fell into a blur, and Meng Haoran hurriedly took out the diary, but at this time, the diary suddenly automatically turned the next page!

The curse of the Finch family continues. Finch ended up just 40 yards from shore when he fell to his death at the end of the horrible curse!

Keep this page in mind, it's crucial!

With a new page, a new scene began to appear in front of Meng Haoran's eyes.

Meng Haoran looked up, and the strange building in the distance was a little familiar and a little abrupt, as eye-catching as a lighthouse in the thick fog.

Along the deep forest path, flanked by verdant old tree guardrails, green moss grows under the shade of rain and trees.

Meng Haoran understood that it was the next scene, his next destination, and maybe there were some unknown secrets in that house.

When Meng Haoran gradually approached the house, he suddenly found that his memories were fading rapidly, and everything was like an old teenager, trying to recall the vague memories of his childhood.

There are no artificially dug pavements here, some are just passages gifted by nature, and every tree here points to the sky, as if it were a faithful guardian of the forest and a witness of the years.

Meng Haoran suddenly asked in a low voice: You have been here for so many years, going through wind and rain, and witnessing the vicissitudes of life.

Do you guys have anything to tell me?

At this time, there was a forest, and the only sound was the wind blowing the fallen leaves.

Meng Haoran saw that under the breeze, there was a yellowed leaf, and he was extremely attached to it like a separated lover, or a relative who had gone through life and death.

The yellowed leaf said goodbye to the treetops, gently drifted down with the wind, and finally fell into Meng Haoran's hands.

The yellowed leaves still have some greenish textures, as if they are a silent accusation, and I can hold on for a while.

The delicate texture is like the vein of life, complex, subtle, mysterious, just like a person's life full of ups and downs.

Falling red is not a ruthless thing,

Turn into spring mud to protect flowers.

Perhaps death is not only the end of life, but also the continuation of another life.

With the sadness of falling leaves and the contemplation of the meaning of life, Meng Haoran walked towards this strange big house, and when he got closer, he found that this house was far bigger than he imagined.

It's like a chaotic illegal building, and like a realistic version of a fairy tale building, it seems to be chaotic and dilapidated, but it reveals a trace of mystery.

There were many footprints on the ground in front of this house, and Meng Haoran followed the footprints forward.

With the ethereal chirping of birds mixed with the squeaks of insects, Meng Haoran came to the door of the house, and in a tiny gap above the door, he saw something shining in the sun.

It was a key that shone like a bright gem through the sun, and strangely when it was grasped by Meng Haoran, it lost its dazzling brilliance, just like a naughty child meeting a strict parent.

Interestingly, the key could not open the door, because the door was not locked at all, and the door was firmly nailed.

However, there is a strange hole in the door for people to enter and exit, judging from the size of this hole, it does not look like it is for animals, it should be for children.

There was no way in front of him, Meng Haoran did not intend to destroy this house.

Fortunately, Meng Haoran's body was quite slim, so he gently burrowed into the house, and then there was a bang with Meng Haoran's entry.

The nailed door completely cut off this place from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, and in front of Meng Haoran was a fairytale-like house.

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