There is a kind of saying called blurting out, Xiao Yan said to Tristina about ensuring that the female designer will not die alone, which belongs to this kind of thing. Compared to Tristina's loss of parents when she was a teenager, Xiao Yan is of course better, he at least has a complete family. But on the other hand, that irrelievable loneliness, Xiao Yan and Tristina are the same.

Therefore, when he needed to say something himself, Xiao Yan said what was in his heart without reservation. Just like Tristina's fear, although the 18-year-old Xiao Yan has not experienced the death of his relatives and has not considered life and death so early, he is also afraid of loneliness.

After saying that, Xiao Yan didn't feel regretful, but felt a little embarrassed. At the same time, he suddenly thought of Sylvia in his heart, since he said such a thing, Xiao Yan felt that he should take the responsibility for this sentence. Therefore, Xiao Yan began to think about how to explain to Sylvia after he went back. It didn't take long for this little child's thinking to be interrupted.

Unlike the puppy that had been running around at Tristina's feet, the black cat on the handrail of the stairs next to Xiao Yan seemed to be a little different when the shadowed Martin figure had just plunged into the living room. From the corner of Xiao Yan's eyes, it was obvious that the Scottish fold-eared cat, which looked like it had been resting, and was more like a carving on the armrest, suddenly raised its head, and the pupils in its jewel-like emerald eyes suddenly narrowed. You know, in a darker environment, the cat's pupils should have dilated, not the other way around.

This action made Xiao Yan secretly vigilant, until Martin walked into the room completely with his head down, and the figure elongated by the afternoon sun was about to move to the black cat's body. The black cat let out a low bark. Jumped off the handrail. This action startled Aunt Fei Lan. The black cat was so sluggish that the middle-aged Socrates woman thought it was a sculpture, and when she wondered if there was such a sculpture in the castle, the black cat suddenly moved. This change made Aunt Fei Lan suddenly move backwards, and then she stopped and whispered, "Oh God, there is still a cat." ”

Tristina turned her head to look at Xiao Yan. Apologetically, he said, "Oh, I'm sorry, my aunt is allergic to cats." ”

That's the monster cat you brought back Well, that's yours, what do you apologize to me? Xiao Yan wanted to say these words, but if she thought about it, if Tristina really didn't want to raise a cat, it would be okay to take this monster black cat by herself. Anyway, there was already a Hannibal, and no matter how many animals there were, Xiao Yan would not be surprised.

As for this black cat being so cunning, maybe there is something wrong. Xiao Yan didn't care about this. What is the danger, Hannibal at level 9 will know before himself. And now the way Hannibal behaved has proved that the black cat has no hostility towards Xiao Yan. As for whether a black cat will hide Hannibal's perception, think about it and know that it is impossible, and the only possible thing that can hide Hannibal is far higher than the existence of a three-headed dog. In other words, unless the black cat has become a legend, there is simply no way to hide from Hannibal.

Taking a step back, putting aside whether a cat can enter the legend or not, if this cat enters the legend, then what's the point of Xiao Yan's prevention?

Taking a step back, even if this black cat has entered the legend and can pose a threat to Xiao Yan, then it is even more necessary to find a way to bring this cat back to the space of the Shijie Tree, because Xiao Yan also has a legendary-level black dragon butler who can "take care" of this black cat.

These thoughts were fleeting, and the black cat had quietly walked to the cover of the castle's underground passage, and then lay down again, no longer looking at the crowd, but turning his head to look in the direction of the hearth.

The corners of Xiao Yan's eyes jumped slightly, this black cat like a goblin must have its purpose in doing this. Considering that he had the same attitude towards the Socrates man named Martin before, Xiao Yan suddenly felt that the whole thing seemed to have become a little different.

The conversation, which had been interrupted by the black cat's actions just now, resumed without any reaction to Martin's entry into the room for the time being, and Fei Lan continued, "Just now you said that this castle contains the wealth left by your grandfather. ”

"That's right, Auntie, me and, oh...... Palin, that's right, Palin and I found a ...... in this castle."

"An ancient book," Xiao Yan interrupted Tristina, who was frowning and fluttering, and continued, "it should be no later than the nineteenth century, it has not been registered by the municipality, and it should be able to sell for a good price at auction." ”

Tristina glanced at Xiao Yan suspiciously, and was about to speak, but Xiao Yan had already continued: "Honey, don't you think this is too rude, we have been standing here, and we don't even have a place to sit." Also, Auntie must be very tired, and we can talk about those important things at the dinner table at dinner, right? ”

Tristina's bewildered gaze suddenly dissipated because of Xiao Yan's "dear", and she turned her head a little unnaturally and said, "Of course, of course, we should sit down." What for dinner, Aunt Faran? ”

Xiao Yan was slightly amused by the female designer's thoughts because of embarrassment, but frankly speaking, being able to say words like "dear", although it was not a native language, was Xiao Yan's first time, which made him a little arrogant.

Aunt Fei Lan saw the shyness of the two people, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this for now, let's introduce each other." ”

After a brief introduction to each other, Xiao Yan shook hands with the tall middle-aged man named Martin. This is a burly man who is at least 2 meters tall, and if you just look at the man's thick arms and the muscles that are already bulging in the forearms, you will definitely think that the other person is a bodybuilder.

It was close to October, and the temperature in Aberdeen, Scotland had dropped considerably, but the middle-aged man was still wearing a short-sleeved white shirt with a gray plaid tie tucked into the left pocket of the shirt, and a thin gray suit that looked well-made in his left hand. Of course, the tall man did not wear a Scottish skirt, but standard trousers.

The Scotsman had slightly curly brown hair, which was not long and his sideburns were neatly shaved, making him look very neat. Probably because of the frequent shaving, there is no dazzling stubble on the side of the mouth, and with the angular square face, it can be called gentle eyes, no matter how you look at it, such a person will only give people a loyal and honest impression.

Especially when this tall man leaned down to shake hands with Xiao Yan cordially, the white teeth and natural smile in his mouth looked no different from ordinary Scotsman. It won't be particularly intimate, and it's not far away.

However, Xiao Yan couldn't dispel his vigilance against this middle-aged Scottish man, with a monster like a black cat, he had such a precaution against this middle-aged man, presumably this man named Martin also had a completely different appearance from himself.

"Martin is a whisky merchant with a small whisky distillery of his own, and we had been with Inverness until then, and although it wasn't very far away, it wasn't easy to meet Tristina. Tristina, who lived in Inverness until she was 18 years old, was a mischievous little girl. ”

Aunt Fei Lan said, she turned her head to look around, and asked, "Looks like you cleaned it and found the book, right?" But how much can a book be worth? Ten thousand pounds? Twenty thousand? At most, you can only have a repair plan, and what about the rest? ”

"Can I open that rug? Also, these sofas should be put back in place, right? ”

Xiao Yan said as he walked over to the tied carpet in the corner, he wasn't going to get involved in the discussion of the castle's repairs, especially in the presence of Martin.

A whiskey merchant? Xiao Yan, who was facing away from everyone, frowned slightly.

There was not a trace of alcohol on that Martin's body, not only that, but the tall man seemed to have sprinkled perfume, so he had a faint fruity scent on his body. If it was a normal middle-aged Scottish male, this situation seemed very normal, but Xiao Yan, who had spent time with those dwarves in the trial shijie, knew that the fragrance would destroy the sensitivity to the aroma of wine. If you're just a whisky broker, that's not a flaw. But Fei Lan said that this Martin has a small winery of his own.

These suspicions made Xiao Yan take an extra look at the black cat lying on the ground, and this time he made a new discovery. In the location of the underground passage, there used to be an ancient knight's armor, but this armor has sunk into the ground. And now I can see that in this place where the armor is placed, there should have been a bulky classical two-seater sofa, and there were still some traces of the sofa dragging on it before. It's no wonder that Xiao Yan has a nondescript feeling in this living room, think about it, the place that should be close to the fireplace, suddenly put on an armor stand, the armor on it stares coldly at the visitors, no one will feel comfortable.

Presumably, though, because of this, no one was really able to notice there until then.

A new problem arises, if there used to be a bulky couch here, then to enter the underground passage, the bulky guy had to be pushed and pulled repeatedly. Such a sofa may not be anything to Xiao Yan now, but it is also a difficult opponent for ordinary people to move, and every time he moves, there will inevitably be an obvious sound of dragging. If Tristina's grandfather had often entered this underground passage, it is impossible for the designer's father not to know what was here.

But as it stands, none of them know that there is such an underground passage in this castle.

In other words, if Tristina's grandfather had been really drunk all day, the wine didn't come from the ground, it was mostly bought outside, and it sounded like it was mostly low-quality.

Isn't that a very strange thing? A drunkard who has good wine in the cellar has to go out to buy those bad wines. So Trystina's grandfather, Weishenme, cellared these wines? Or did Tristina's grandfather not even know about the wine?

Also, putting an armor stand above this passage is certainly not an accident, and the person who put this armor must know about the underpass, who is it? (To be continued......)