The first time Wu Chenxi took a plane, he left the land where he was born and raised, and through the narrow porthole, the city below that was familiar with the blood became smaller and smaller until it disappeared without a trace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Aunt Yun, can I still come back?" he asked in a soft and aimless voice, but his eyes were still staring at the ground beneath his feet through the porthole.

"Childe, the future is still very long?" beside him, a long-haired middle-aged woman in a black trench coat said slowly, her voice revealing a hint of pity.

Chenxi reluctantly withdrew her gaze, closed her eyes tiredly, leaned on the soft back of the chair, but couldn't sleep peacefully.

The Wu clan of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Zhejiang, can be traced back to the two brothers of King Wen Jichang in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and the bloodline can be described as Chinese orthodoxy. But with the turmoil of the Shenzhou Continent for thousands of years, whether it is faith or blood, I don't know how much is left in the smoke of war. Along with it, there are countless secrets of ancient times in China, and some secrets have been preserved by some families from ancient times for generations.

Four thousand years have passed, and the mysterious inheritance continues in the dark night, but in order to preserve the inheritance, the thousand-year-old family has slowly deformed in the passage of time, and gradually evolved a unique and cruel law of survival.

Two days ago, Chenxi was still enjoying unparalleled honor as the heir of the next generation of the Wu clan in Jiangsu, Zhejiang. But with the unexpected disappearance of his father, the current head of the Wu family, Wu Molei. Overnight, he had to leave Kyushu and take refuge in another country. There was only one faithful servant left by his side, and nothing else.

"The future? hehe, I don't know how much of the 'Guardian Order' is left for them?" The order of protecting the heirs originated from the confluence of the Song and Yuan dynasties, especially after the Battle of Yashan, with the rapid shrinking of the power of the Han people, several ancient families formulated such a rule that internal disputes could not be killed in order to preserve the incense. But in fact, its binding force has been nothing more than a face-saving article since its inception.

"Even if there is no 'protection order', as long as the uncle's situation is not verified for a day, they will not dare to do anything!" "The woman who was called Aunt Yun by Chenxi whispered.

"Don't you dare, it's just that my father's foundation hasn't been completely occupied by them. The people of the clan elders can't be trusted, and they don't know what task they have assigned to their father, I hope he is safe!" Thinking of the strong back that has been shielding him from the wind and rain, Chenxi felt a faint pain in his heart. In that old mansion full of intrigue and calculation, it was the only sunshine in his heart, and the disappearance of his father filled the always wise morning light with panic and nervousness. "Daddy, no matter where you are, I will find you, and when the time comes, we will never go back to that cold home......"

After days of hard work, the sixteen-year-old morning sun could no longer resist the tiredness that hit him, and he fell asleep, as if he could still relive the days when his father was together in his dreams.

Wang Yun finally let out a long sigh, watching the immature young face unfold, and a big stone in her heart finally landed. "Uncle, I hope you are doing the right thing!" she carefully touched the documents sewn into her clothes, and sighed softly to herself.

Gladstone, located in Devon in the southwest of the island nation of England, is one of the oldest cities in the British Isles, and the legend of King Arthur has added a magical color to this place. Influenced by the works of Tolkien and Rowling, Dawn has always felt that the vast wilderness of Britain has always felt like a world in mythology. After keeping his feet on the ground, he confirmed that such an environment should be inherently a world of wizards and dragons.

He looked with some curiosity at the large and somewhat declining manor in front of him, the dilapidated houses, and the courtyard overgrown with thorny plants. Looking over the four-story building that I don't know how many years it was built, there was a sparkling light and shadow behind it. He knew that it should be the refraction of the surface of the water, and looking at this scale, the area of the water seemed to be not small.

"Father still has private property in England?" asked Chenxi strangely, in his heart, the serious man couldn't rub a little sand in his eyes, and he had always hated things like buying private property.

"This is the industry purchased by the Qing army when it entered the customs, and I heard that many people were afraid of the recurrence of the events of the Yuan Dynasty, so they purchased some industries overseas as a way back. This should have been purchased by your ancestors. It's just that it has been abandoned all these years!" Wang Yun took out the document in his clothes, it was a parchment contract, the paper was already a little mottled, and it looked very badly maintained, but the handwriting was still clear, especially the seal below. One square seal is clearly the handiwork of his ancestors, and the other coat of arms depicting the Holy Grail is probably the family crest of the British nobles. The documents seem to have been taken very lightly, and it is not known where my father found them.

Dawn took the ancient contract, "Does this thing still work?" he asked, confused.

"Of course, the Pendragon family's position here is unshakable. ”

He looked down at the Holy Grail family crest again, "It's another hidden family, it can't really have anything to do with King Arthur, right?"

"Who knows, it's been so long, and they think it's just that!" replied Wang Yun with some nonchalance, holding a string of rusty keys to open the dilapidated door. Such manor-style mansions tend to be far from the cities, and the population of England is not very dense, so there is little damage to the manor except time.

Chenxi was a little helpless to go around the courtyard from the broken courtyard wall on the side to stop Wang Yun's useless efforts. "Looks like we need to hire some people?" he said.

Wang Yun was a little disappointed, the deed was given to her by Chenxi's father before she disappeared. I didn't expect it to happen so suddenly, and she didn't even have time to come over in advance to take Dawn away from the country as soon as possible. She is the maid of Chenxi's mother, and after the death of the hostess, she brought up Chenxi like her mother, and the relationship between the two is undoubtedly very deep. The thought of bringing this underage child to such a dilapidated place filled my heart with self-reproach.

"Aunt Yun doesn't need to be sentimental, I think my father arranged us here for a purpose, at least it's safe!" After years of getting along, Chenxi knows Wang Yun very well, and this decisive woman will become concerned and chaotic once she encounters something about herself. He respected her in his heart and didn't want her to be embarrassed. But at least for now, it seems that his father, who has no concept of details, still leaves a big problem for the two.

You must know that during their escape, in order to hide their traces, not only did their identities go abroad but they also did not take any assets that could be traced, so the biggest difficulty faced by the two was that they had no money.

The two of them struggled through the barren courtyard, hungry and cold, but Dawn was still very happy. Compared with the gloomy home in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, although it is barren, there is hope, and as for the material difficulties, it is always much better than the spiritual tribulation.

Wang Yun also looked as he walked, hoping to find something useful. The two of them came here so safely and smoothly, which was a bit unexpected to her, and it seemed that Morey had made arrangements early in the morning, at least there should be no problem with the safety of the two. Maybe there would be any surprises to come, but thinking of the way the rough-lined man had always done things, she smiled a little self-deprecatingly and erased the idea.

The so-called Wangshan ran a dead horse, and the mansion that could be seen at a glance seemed to be close at hand, but when the two of them stood at the gate panting, they finally realized the area of this manor. The sun had long since sunset, and the dilapidated gate looked a little eerie in the moonlight, but it looked unusually sturdy.

Wang Yun continued to lower his head and rummage through the key in his hand, while Chenxi turned around curiously. As the cold moon rises, the entire courtyard is rendered with a layer of magical color. A cold light flashed before his eyes. Dawn couldn't help but walk curiously to the location of the side door of the hall, where the flash of light came from, brushing away the spreading thorn vines, and a new metal door that was out of place in front of him.

"Aunt Yun, come and see ......" Chenxi shouted twice, and the voice echoed in the courtyard, making it particularly empty. Wang Yun didn't have time to pack up the scattered keys in her hand and trotted all the way over, and when she saw the new door in front of her, she couldn't help but think of something. She retrieved a brand new key from the keychain and opened the door neatly, and the sight behind the door surprised the two of them.

Unlike the barrenness outside the door, although the inside of the door is also a little dilapidated, it still shows that it has been cleaned up. The two stepped in, and although there was a corrupt atmosphere in the space, it was always much warmer. Dawn fumbled and pressed the light switch, the dim light turned on, and the style of the house appeared in front of the two.

The traditional Baroque building, with the rudimentary electric lights, seems to have been built without considering the electrical circuit, and Dawn's father obviously didn't bother to fiddle with it. The old décor and furnishings are a reminder of the years. But some neat furnishings still prove that people lived here not long ago. Passing through the drowsy hallway, you will be greeted by the foyer that leads to the main entrance. But this is clearly what the house looks like. Tattered furniture was stacked haphazardly in the corners, and cobwebs hung from the high dome. It seems that his father had only cleaned out the area by the side door for habitation.

The physically and mentally exhausted duo had no intention of continuing to explore. Reflexively, he returned to the side entrance, where he found a few barely inhabitable rooms. Although it looks simple, it has everything you need for daily life, such as bedrooms and kitchens.

"This should be the living area of the servants at that time, but your father has purchased enough living materials, and it is enough for us to settle down for the time being!" Wang Yun walked around and said slowly.

Dawn snorted. Some casually walked into the bedroom in front of them, the dilapidated floor of the house creaked, and the furnishings were simple, only a bed, a table, and a chair. But there were some bedding and clothes on the bed, and Chenxi stepped forward to untie the transparent dust barrier film on the surface, looking at these familiar clothes in a daze.