Chapter 471: Barren Ling Mansion
Ling Yunfeng closed his eyes solemnly.
He knew that the answer he was looking for could be found as long as he went on.
But he also knew that there were expectations he wanted in these answers, and **** things that made him tremble and didn't want to touch it anymore.
Following instinctive memory, he continued to move forward, and finally stopped in front of a mansion that seemed lonely and quiet.
"Ling Mansion?!"
Ling Yunfeng murmured between his lips and stepped forward.
The stone steps were covered with dust, and the corner of the doorway was covered with cobwebs.
"right here!"
He tore off a spider web and turned to look at Ling Luoyu.
"It looks desolate for a long time..."
Ling Luoyu's eyes were shocked: "Yes... it looks desolate for a long time!"
what happened! ?
Could it be that Grandpa and Second Uncle moved? !
But it shouldn't!
If they moved, how could they not tell her?
Not even a letter!
letter? ?
A strange thought suddenly flashed in Ling Luoyu's heart.
wrong!
It seems that since she entered the Lundao Academy, there has not been a letter at home for more than two months.
And because of too many things, she neglected to write to home!
In other words, she has been disconnected from her family for several months!
While Ling Yunfeng was still hesitating, Ling Luoyu had already gone up and kicked the door open.
"puff!"
Dust is scattered.
Ling Luoyu's expression changed suddenly after passing the yard.
The things in the yard are all messed up.
Many porcelain wares were scattered on the ground, and the broken calligraphy and painting only left scrolls because of wind and rain.
Most of the doors of the side house were left open, and the windows were smashed in several places.
It is not so much moving, as it is being robbed by violence!
Ling Yunfeng frowned: "What's the matter? Why is this messy here?!"
"Yeah, what's the matter?!"
With the strength of the Ling family, it can be regarded as walking sideways in the capital. Who else would dare to attack the Ling family? !
Ling Yunfeng's eyes drifted away, silently entering.
Although the surrounding flowers and trees have changed somewhat from the dream, the feeling has not changed.
This place is the "home" in his dream.
"Ling Mansion...Ling Yunfeng?! This is my home?!"
While whispering, he suddenly hurried away and walked across the mess to the backyard.
The deeper he went, the more he was about to move something in his mind.
This is the feeling of home.
It's the place where he is lingering in his dreams, wandering in his dreams countless times, but still unable to penetrate.
Pushing open the door of the study room, although it is still a mess, but a warm and intimate feeling rushes over.
On the front of the study is a portrait.
The portrait is not someone else, but himself.
It's just that he is younger in the portrait, with sharp eyebrows, silver armor and white robe, and heroic.
In the upper right corner of the portrait, there is a line of small characters of dragon and phoenix dancing.
My son Yunfeng! ! !
Ling Yunfeng's mind exploded with a "buzz", and his consciousness was completely empty.
"what!"
He cried out in pain, he clasped his head and frowned, and forcibly endured the jumping pain on his head.
Numerous pictures popped out of his mind, the love of his parents when he was a child, the instructions of his father when he grew up, the instructions of his brothers, and the battle of life and death.
All things slipped through his mind one by one.
At that moment, he finally understood why someone called him "Ling Dashuai"! ! !
In front of the house.
Ling Luoyu circled his arms suddenly, looking out the door with quiet eyes.
Outside the gate, people consciously stood in the distance, silently, watching them silently, no one came forward.
