In the pungent smell of the room, the candle flame danced again and again, the light gradually dimmed, the lamp oil burned out, and the candle began to bend down, like the sunset that was about to pass away, or like the old man lying on the bed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

John folded his hands and sat quietly in his chair, his eyes distant and deep, looking indifferently at the old man lying on the bed.

At the age of fifty, with a withered body on the verge of death, every time he saw the gray spots on his withered face, John was in awe of the mechanical ball, and he sometimes even wondered if the old man in front of him would regret his actions more than ten years ago after seeing his current situation, if he hadn't ......

Ahem!!!

A short cough interrupted John's thoughts, and Derek opened his eyes, cloudy eyes that seemed unfocused, instinctively searching for light in his vision.

He stared blankly at the beating sparks, he didn't move for a long time, the hara at the corner of his mouth slowly flowed down, down into his neck, he quickly took a breath, turned his head, and looked at John,

"You... It's back. ”

"Hmm!"

John answered, got up and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth,

"Hank is gone, Benjamin is gone, Lila is gone, Rockton is gone, they're all gone," the old man said as he stared at John and trembled, "You... Will it go? ”

"No!" John put his hand in the sheet, "I'm John Condon, the heir to the Condon family, and even if everyone is gone, I won't go." ”

"If you don't go, why should they go?"

"I gave them wealth, status, glory, women, I gave them so much, cough cough cough ......"

He covered his mouth and coughed in pain, "Why, why did you betray me." ”

"Because they are greedy, they are not satisfied, they want more."

John whispered, his right hand smoothing his chest, and said in a deep voice, "I'll make them pay the price they deserve." ”

Derek gasped sharply, stretched out his thin hand, and grabbed John's arm hard, "Can't let them go, not a single one." ”

"I know."

John nodded, spoke again, and when Derek closed his eyes and fell asleep again, he got up and walked out of the back room into the living room.

Seeing John come out, Debbie, who was waiting on the side, hurriedly took a few steps forward and handed him a tightly wrapped cloth bag.

"Young Master, this is the family's money, you can take it."

When John opened the bag and saw the bits and pieces of coins inside, he frowned and wondered,

"That's all?"

Debbie smiled wryly and whispered, "We were in a hurry, and we didn't take a lot of things with us, and on the way, Captain Hank and Mr. Rockton suddenly left the team with their respective subordinates, and took the slaves and most of the money with them. ”

Hearing this, John was silent, silent for a moment, and suddenly returned the cloth bag.

"Young Master, this ......" Debbie was holding the cloth bag in her hand, and was suddenly stunned,

"Take it!"

John turned around and walked on the chair and said, "I didn't have a mother since I was a child, you raised me, in my heart, you have always been my mother, you take this money, I am most assured." ”

Debbie's eyes were red, and an indescribable sense of relief rose in her heart, feeling that decades of hard work were worth it.

"Aunt Debbie, I'll leave the trivial matters at home to you in the future." John said in a deep voice,

"Don't worry, young master, I'll take care of it."

Well!

John nodded, reassuring about the woman who had taken care of him since she was a child.

"By the way, you've been in Memphis for four days, right?"

"As of this morning, it's been exactly four days." Debbie put the money bag back in its original place, turned around and said,

John took a sip of water and continued, "Those people have visited for the past four days. ”

Debbie recalled, "On the first night, Warden Bob came and brought some groceries;

A few came the next day, all of them friends of the old man in Memphis, who came for a while and left; As for the last two days, no one came. ”

"That's all?"

"There are only so many people looking for the master, but ......," Debbie suddenly laughed, "There are many people looking for the young master." ”

"The witch named Gretel came every day, and the day before yesterday he cleaned up the scoundrels with his brother, and there was a father and daughter, the father was chubby, not tall, with glasses on his chest, and the daughter was not very old, and her eyes were beautiful, and they came twice,

Besides, it was Mr. Peter, Mayor Logan's butler, who had come here the evening before yesterday with a noble lady with a purple veil, and had left without seeing you. ”

"Young Master, are these three ladies your friends?" Debbie asked, her eyes a little strange.

"Some are, some don't."

John furrowed his brows and fell into deep thought, the witcher brothers and sisters must have asked him about what happened that night; The father and daughter, not surprisingly, should have been Evelyn and her father, who managed the patent office, as for the mayor's butler and the veiled lady......

At this time, Debbie suddenly remembered something, walked to the side of the cupboard, took out a letter and handed it to John,

"I almost forgot, and this letter, which suddenly appeared on the windowsill the morning before yesterday, and the envelope said that it was looking for you, so I put it away."

John took the letter, glanced at it casually, his fingers touched the dark red blood mark on the envelope, and on a whim, the pale and beautiful face suddenly came to mind.

Serena!

He looked stunned, and hurriedly took out the letter, and after seeing the words on the letter, the thoughts in his heart surged like an erupting volcano.

"You're finally willing to come out."

John was overjoyed, put away the letter, and commanded Debbie: If the witcher brothers and sisters come, they must be left behind.

Then, he changed his clothes, mounted his horse and rushed out.

The horse's hooves stirred, carrying flakes of dust, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the crowd in the distance.

"What's the matter, young master, I was calm just now, how did I become like this as soon as I opened the envelope, could it be that the things in the letter are more important than the three ladies."

Debbie touched her head, her face full of confusion.

……

The relationship between people is really wonderful sometimes, like John and Serena,

The former is cunning and changeable, and has experienced a lot of wind and moon places in his previous life, which can be described as a thorough old driver;

The latter survived for hundreds of years, was bloodthirsty and ruthless, and had a mission to hunt werewolves in his life, and for this purpose, he also joined the Death Walker;

They belong to two unrelated groups, but in only three meetings they have established an unbreakable spiritual bond, which is wonderful, and when it is calm, it is like an old wine buried in the ground, and the more it is brewed, the stronger it becomes; When it boils, it is like a violent tsunami, and it is out of control.

Sometimes, John wonders, is this bond a direct expression of emotional feelings? Or is it the inevitable result of the exchange of blood with each other.

Half an hour later, following the letter's instructions, John arrived at a ruined farm on the outskirts.

He rolled over and dismounted, tied the reins, and strolled to the front of the storehouse on the far right.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, and pushed the warehouse door open.