At the foot of Phantom Mountain, there is an old mansion.

This is a very characteristic residential monument, which has been preserved, and those who live here are either the old Tu people in the virtual city, or some low-key local tyrants.

With the passage of time, these old Tu clans have probably become local tyrants.

With a long roar, a shadow approached quickly in the sky, and then Uncle Ling circled in the sky, retracted his wings, landed in front of one of the small courtyards, and lowered his head to put Zhuang not far away.

In front of Zhuang not far away, there was a simple courtyard gate, Zhuang not far from the dark shadow flashed, a shadow whose face was shrouded in darkness walked forward and knocked, and after a while, the door creaked open.

Behind the door was a familiar figure.

Extremely tall, extremely thin, like a bamboo pole, his slightly old security uniform swaying in the wind, as if it was about to be blown away at any moment.

He glanced at the black shadow, and then looked at Zhuang Buyuan, obviously he was not surprised to see Zhuang Buyuan, Zhuang Buyuan only nodded lightly, and said, "I want to see your master." ”

The old security guard stepped aside and let the two of them walk into the small courtyard, and when they looked outside, they saw that Uncle Ling had already stretched his head under his wings and shrunk his head, as if he was asleep.

The small courtyard is not big, the pattern is very similar to the "manor courtyard", the old security guard took Zhuang not far from the two through the backyard, walked out of the small door in the backyard, and walked to the back mountain.

Zhuang Buyuan was a little puzzled, where did this go?

He heard the sound of flapping wings behind him, and he didn't have to look back to know that in fact, Uncle Ling was not asleep, but followed behind him uneasily.

The mountain path, like a sheep's intestine, winding and rugged, reminded Zhuang of the crooked mountain road when he first found the Almighty Manor.

No, there's another manor hidden here.

Bypassing another stone, the old security guard turned sideways and said, "It's here." ”

Zhuang didn't go far past the figure of the old security guard, and saw an empty field in front of him.

In the center of the empty field, there is a lonely tomb, the tomb is very ordinary, just an earthen tomb, and a stone tablet that is already very old, erected there alone.

The inscription on it has also been worn out by the years, and it is not clear to see, and it can only be vaguely seen, with the names of two people written on it.

Zhuang Buyuan's mouth opened wide: "Wait, is this ...... But who I'm looking for......"

"The person you're looking for is here." The old security guard said, "My master, the lord of the manor, has died decades ago......"

The black shadow beside Zhuang Buyuan suddenly moved, his eyes looked at the tomb, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Who killed him?" ”

"No...... And no one killed him. The old security guard glanced at Yu Yan and said.

Zhuang Buyuan also had some doubts in his heart.

If he hadn't been killed, why would a manor be sleeping here?

"It's not just knives that can kill...... You may have a lot to say to my master, but ...... I'm afraid there is no longer a chance. ”

Zhuang walked forward not far away, only to find that there was a photo embedded on the base of the tombstone.

After so many years, the handwriting on the stele has been weathered and worn out, but this photo is still clear.

This is a black-and-white photo of two elderly people leaning side by side, holding each other's hands, and smiling at the camera.

Full of gorgeous hair, wrinkles also crawled all over their foreheads, but Zhuang Buyuan still saw a familiar look from this man's body.

That's right.

It's just that in his expression, there is no shadow of the commanding manor lord at all, and he looks like an ordinary old man.

After he died, he was simply buried here, no one mourned him, and no one remembered.

Zhuang Buyuan didn't know why he gave up this manor and gave up his eternal life, but when Zhuang Buyuan saw his hand with the woman holding together, he seemed to understand everything.

It was not the enemy who killed him, but a knife, the gentlest of all.

Even the lord of the manor, who has a long lifespan, cannot escape this knife.

Holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son, this may be the most affectionate confession in the world.

No matter how much romance there is, it can't compare to these simple eight words.

Zhuang Buyuan's heart was a little disappointed at first.

But at this time, I suddenly couldn't help but want to smile.

Forget it, let's go, let's go.

There are some things that are destined to go unanswered.

Zhuang Buyuan bowed deeply to the tombstone, but the black shadow behind him kept stunned and didn't make the slightest movement.

Before Zhuang could turn around, he heard footsteps behind him.

"Master, why did you come up the mountain again? If my grandfather knows about it, I'm afraid I don't want you to dwell on it all day long, and secretly ......hurt yourself for him," a middle-aged man's voice came.

The middle-aged man turned the boulder and saw that Zhuang was not far away, stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"Lord Zhuang, don't come unharmed."

"Mayor, meet again."

The person in front of him is seven or eight points similar to Yu Yan, tall, handsome, and proud, but he already has gray hair on his temples, this person, Zhuang Buyuan has actually only met a few times, most of the time, he saw it on TV.

This is the mayor of the Void City.

Although this generation of Yu Yan has passed away, he has already branched out and left his bloodline.

When he saw the appearance of Yu Yan, Zhuang Buyuan finally understood why his development in Xucheng was so smooth, why Xucheng trusted his technology so much, and many projects that seemed to be deviant could still be supported by Xucheng. Even if the city becomes more and more magical, it doesn't care.

That's because there are too many pairs of eyes on him behind the manor, too many hands holding him up.

He was never alone.

Beside him, the black shadow also stared at the man.

Judging from his name as the old security guard and what he just said, he should be the grandson of this man on earth.

For a manor owner, the life span is too long, and most of them do not leave an heir too soon.

If you have a new era and a new "Ring", from the perspective of time, if you live to the present, you will only be more than a hundred years old, which is still very young for the owner of the manor, but he has already become a grandfather.

Since the world is long gone, Zhuang has no intention of disturbing him from a distance, so he said a few more words of greeting and said goodbye.

Before Zhuang left not far away, the mayor said:

"My grandfather has something for you, and I'll send someone to send it to you at the manor."

That night, a box was delivered to the gate of the estate.

Zhuang opened the box not far away, and a roll of film appeared in front of him.