Chapter 150
===================
"Oh! Lianyun, what a nice name." The old lady smiled, "Yunyun, you and Lanna...?"
As smart as the old lady is, it can be seen from the way Lanna always protects her behind him that Lanna has special feelings for this girl.
Lian Yun was stunned and subconsciously looked at Lana, not knowing how to explain.
Fortunately, Lanna didn't let her face it alone.
He took a step forward and shook his head seriously at the old lady: "This is..."
"Okay, okay, I won't say any more." The old lady quickly interrupted him with a smile, "Young people have their own ideas. Don't be afraid. I will always support you!"
Lian Yun: ...
The two looked at each other helplessly.
With so many people around, it was difficult for them to explain Lian Yun's true identity. But Lian Yun naturally didn't care. She nodded to Lan Na, who said goodbye to everyone, "We'll go upstairs first."
The old lady nodded repeatedly, took out the key from her bosom, and stuffed it into his hand: "I'll pack up the stall here and go upstairs, you guys go back first!"
The people around them also looked at them happily: "Go back and rest."
Lanna led the three of them and quickly found a staircase built outside. The staircase was rusty but very sturdy.
The building has six floors in total, and Lana stopped at the fifth floor.
In front of him was an ordinary iron door, which reminded Lian Yun of the demolished building in his own world. But as he turned the key, the door slowly opened, revealing a completely different scene.
The first thing that catches your eye is a dark wood color. Whether it is the floor or the wall, the surface is covered with dark wood, and it is polished and wiped spotlessly, making you reluctant to step in.
Several people stepped in cautiously, followed Lana through the several-meter-long corridor, and came to the living room.
There were several small wooden windows high up on the wall, seemingly to keep out the light and allow for air to circulate.
The fireplace had not been used for a long time and there was no ashes in it except a few logs.
There is a dark brown long sofa in front of the fireplace, and next to it is a single sofa made of the same material. There is a copper floor candlestick between the two sofas.
Except for the candlesticks, all other furniture was covered with a layer of dust cloth to prevent dust.
One wall is made into a book wall, filled with all kinds of books.
Lian Yun skimmed through them one by one and found that the books were very complicated, ranging from cooking to combat, from monster encyclopedias to social etiquette.
Apart from the fact that it is not as advanced as an encyclopedia, Lian Yun feels that this place is simply another library.
And looking at the wear and tear on the sides of the books, you can tell that these books have been read carefully.
"I lived here with an old gentleman before I was twenty years old." Lana walked up to Lian Yun and explained softly.
He is twenty-four years old now.
"Did you read all these books?" Lian Yun looked at him.
Lanna nodded. "When I was too young to read, the old man read it to me. Later, I read it myself."
"There are more than these. There are many more in the bedroom upstairs." Lana paused, as if remembering something.
“…When I was little, there wasn’t much else to do except read these books.”
Lana glanced at the stairs at the end of the corridor and said to the other two, "You go upstairs first. There are several guest rooms upstairs. You can choose any one of them."
Yi Ke and Alicia walked towards the stairs tactfully, while Lana took Lian Yun to the only bedroom on the fifth floor next to the living room.
Without a moment's pause, Lanner turned the handle and opened the door.
"This is where the old man lives."
The first thing Lian Yun saw was the crystal ball placed on the black carpet in the middle of the room.
Against the wall is a simple single bed that does not match the style of the whole room. It can be seen that the old man does not seem to care much about his quality of life.
Other than that, there were only a few coats hanging on the wall.
Lanna saw the clothes and curled the corners of her lips: "They didn't put them away."
Everything remains the same as it was when he and the old man still lived here.
Lian Yun couldn't contain his curiosity. Seeing that Lanna was in a good mood, he simply asked, "What is the identity of that old man? ... Is he very kind to them?"
People have been coming here to clean the place on their own initiative for years, and they are so impressed by Lanna.
Lanna walked to the carpet in silence and sat down.
Lian Yun also followed his example and sat down beside him, waiting quietly for his response.
"The old man is a fortune teller. He always tries his best to help the neighbors with their problems and never asks for anything in return."
Lana's voice was soft and slow. Lian Yun saw him reach out and touch the bright crystal ball, revealing a brief smile.
"It's that simple. Everyone respects him, and he was in charge of the management of Third Street for a while."
Lian Yun was shocked: "The management rights of the Third Street?"
Lanna nodded. "During that time, I wasn't yet able to stand on my own. Although he had connections and abilities, he didn't really hold any real power because he was raising me."
However, despite having a highly respected reputation, the old gentleman prefers to help people solve problems and answer their questions, and resolve life's difficult problems rather than sitting in that position.
But he did not waste this identity. During his time in management, he gave the people of Third Street enough convenience and freedom. As long as it did not violate morality, he would try his best to use this identity to help people.
Until four years ago, he died of a serious illness.
"In fact, he had already predicted that he would have such an ending."
He had told Lanna this a long time ago. Lanna thought he would accept it calmly, but when the affairs of the old man's death were taken care of, he could not stay here for a moment.
Memories of the old man are everywhere.
He took me to study, took me out to fight monsters, and taught me everything I might need.
"He's a very good person." Lanna lowered his head and chuckled.
Lian Yun looked at the blond man beside him and felt a slight movement in his heart.
"What about you?"
Lana raised his head and met the girl's clear eyes.
"I?"
Lian Yun nodded, and suddenly realized that he might not really want to recall the past. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the man had already started talking.
“I came here when I was ten years old.”
Before the age of ten, he lived in an extremely weak branch family of the vampire nobility.
Because he is a hybrid of human and vampire, his bloodline is not pure, and he was adopted, he should not have attracted attention.
But when he was ten years old, their house suddenly caught fire and several people rushed in to kill the people who raised him.
It was at this time that the old man rescued him and brought him back to Third Street.
Because at that time he moved from one family to another in the small clan. Although he had no worries about food and clothing, they never showed any affection to him. It was like a cold task that he would complete and then hand over to the next family immediately.
Lanna was not too sad and soon got used to the new life under the guidance of the old man.
Study on Monday, train on Tuesday, go out for trials on Wednesday...
It is this alternating cycle, day after day, that has given him so much more experience than his peers.
"Even now I am very grateful to the old man, if it weren't for him..."
I wouldn’t meet Lian Yun now.
Lan Na took a deep breath, a strange light flashing in his eyes, and looked deeply at Lian Yun: "Sir, he told me."
Lian Yun was attracted by this look and subconsciously asked, "Tell you what?"
"One day, I will meet my god." Lana's voice was low and pleasant, and it entered Lian Yun's ears, making her heart tremble.
"After his death, I moved away from Third Street, concealed my strength, and joined an adventuring team."
Four years later, while on a mission, the captain was poisoned. He risked his life to rescue him, and his own abilities were exposed.
Not long after the captain returned to the city, the residual toxins in his body relapsed, his temperament changed drastically, and he fought wantonly in the city with his sword, causing considerable impact.
As the person who rescued the captain, Lanner was retreated by the few survivors in the team to block the arrows. The main city finally sentenced him to exile and he was never allowed to set foot in the main city again.
In fact, such punishment has no binding force on Lanner. He is just tired of this place, hates everyone here, and hates every unpleasant memory after leaving Third Street.
There were also people whom he had considered partners but who pushed him forward without hesitation at the critical moment.
These memories were like leeches on his bones, haunting him and making him feel hopeless about life.
He wants to end his life.
But subconsciously, he still remembered clearly that when the old man first adopted him, during the time when he was most depressed and powerless, he looked into his eyes and told him: "One day, you will meet your own God."
“He will tell you your meaning.”
When he was young, he used this as motivation for everything.
When he grew up, he heard about the deeds of the first and second Sons of God, but he did not want to believe in them.
A person can only have one belief.
Perhaps as early as when he was ten years old, his yearning and devotion to the unknown God was rooted in his heart.
But later, in the repetition day after day, he forgot his purpose.
Until he walked into the desert with the intention of dying under the sun.
In the desperate fight with monsters without food or water, under the scorching sun during the day, and surrounded by monsters at night, his willpower was almost exhausted, leaving only a vague idea.
——Is his God still there?
Did He see his efforts and his persistence?
Can he see the end of his fate before he dies?
The only answers he received were yellow sand and pain.
The dried scars could no longer bleed, and the injured eyes began to fester from the burning. He held the broken half of the sword in his hand, and he could no longer remember which monster's bone the other half had been broken into.
He even had an illusion that a deserted town appeared ahead of him.
It is sparsely populated, dilapidated, and looks like a dead city.
He walked silently, enduring the severe pain, hoping to find a burial place where he would not be eaten by monsters after death.
Even if it's an illusion.
Suddenly, a light appeared before his eyes.
He raised his head with great effort using his only intact eye, and in the blur, he saw the black-haired girl walking towards him.
The blue eyes blossomed with a long-lost hope.
It was clearly daytime, and the naive-looking girl tilted her head towards him, but the faint light around her was brighter than the scorching sun.
Here comes his meaning.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
