Walking through a deep forest, Lin Yifeng, White Butterfly, and Qin Wuxian finally came to the deserted manor. The gates of the manor are half-hidden and half-open, and the rusty doors creak in the night wind, as if to tell of the glory of the past and the desolation of the present.
The three of them glanced at each other, and their eyes were full of determination. Lin Yifeng said softly: "We must be careful, there may be traps here." Bai Die and Qin Wuxian nodded in understanding, and the three of them walked into the manor in unison.
The interior of the manor was unusually gloomy, overgrown with weeds, and the abandoned buildings cast shadows in the moonlight, like silent guards. Lin Yifeng was one step ahead, his sword ready to deal with possible dangers. Bai Die followed, her eyes vigilant, while Qin Wuxian silently walked last, his gaze swept around from time to time, as if looking for something.
They carefully explored every corner of the manor until they came to a seemingly ordinary wing. Lin Yifeng stretched out his hand to push open the door, only to see that the interior of the room was old, and a desk was covered with dust, obviously no one had been here for a long time.
Just as the three of them were about to continue their search, Lin Yifeng's eyes fell on a worn-out diary on the desk. He stepped forward, dusted off the diary, and opened it to read. The journal contains a number of accounts and transaction records, but several pages have been torn out, leaving traces that indicate some kind of secret is hidden here.
Bai Die leaned over to check it together, her brows tightened: "These transaction records are related to my family, can you say ......" Her words were not finished, but Lin Yifeng already understood what she meant. These records may be the key to unraveling the mystery of the estate.
At this moment, Qin Wuxian suddenly spoke: "I know the secret behind these records. His voice was low, with a subtle tremor. Lin Yifeng and Bai Die turned to him at the same time, waiting for his explanation.
Qin Wuxian took a deep breath and said slowly, "These records involve an ancient secret organization, and they have been secretly manipulating the direction of the rivers and lakes. My master is one of them, and I am here to expose their conspiracy. ”
Hearing this, Lin Yifeng and Bai Die were shocked. It turns out that the enemy they face is far more powerful and mysterious than they imagined. Lin Yifeng clenched the hilt of his sword, and his determination became even stronger: "No matter how strong this organization is, I will bring them to justice." ”
The trio decided to take the diary with them and continue to follow the trail. But just as they were about to leave the manor, a rush of footsteps came from outside. Lin Yifeng motioned for everyone to hide, only to see a group of men in black hurrying into the manor, obviously searching for them.
Lin Yifeng, Bai Die, and Qin Wuxian held their breath, waiting for their opportunity. They know that the game has just begun, and that they will be the key pieces in this game. The mystery of the manor is gradually revealed, and a larger conspiracy awaits them to uncover.