Elven History Song

"As expected of a supermarket in the city center, it is always so busy." The man in simple clothes kept sighing to the crowds of people passing by.

In the snack area of ​​the supermarket, a boy wearing a white dressy shirt casually put packages of potato chips, beef cubes and other snacks into the shopping cart next to him. The two shopping carts beside him were filled with various snacks.

"That's enough." The boy slowly pushed the trolley toward the cashier in front of everyone's surprised eyes.

The female cashier at the checkout counter silently took the various snacks he handed over and scanned one package after another carefully.

The female cashier looks to be about the same age as the boys, around nineteen to twenty years old. Wearing a standard black employee uniform and light professional makeup. She entered the product into the computer and casually said something to the boy

"Why did you buy so many snacks? Are you preparing to hibernate?"

"After all, I had nothing to do at home, and I wanted to eat some snacks, so I ran out to buy them."

"Ling Aohan!" The girl yelled at him angrily. The surrounding customers didn't know what was going on and looked at the two of them.

The girl turned her head angrily and continued busy recording the snacks bought by the boy. The boy smiled and apologized to the customers around him.

The surrounding customers thought it was a couple quarreling and didn't pay much attention.

"what happened?"

The girl seemed still angry and didn't even look at him.

"You still eat so many snacks when you have nothing to do. Don't come to me for help when you have no money to eat, huh!"

She angrily put the pile of snacks into several bags, deliberately turning her eyes away from him.

Ling Aohan took out his wallet, pulled out a card and gave it to her.

"Don't worry, at least I won't starve to death."

"Hmph, who cares about you."

The girl snatched the card from Ling Aohan's hand, swiped it and stuffed it back into his wallet.

"Lu Yunhe, how about I treat you to dinner tonight?" Ling Aohan smiled like a gentleman and sincerely invited her to his house for dinner.

"Humph, you can't protect yourself and you still treat me to a meal."

Even so, Yunhe still held some expectations.

"I'm not as miserable as you say."

Ling Aohan shrugged and smiled. Yun He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ling Aohan for a while before saying

"Okay, I'll give you this chance. If it doesn't suit my taste, you'll be in trouble."

"I will handle it."

Yunhe handed the six packed bags of snacks to Ling Aohan. He picked up the six shopping bags and slowly walked out of the supermarket.

Ling Aohan did not go home. He dropped all the snacks off at a courier company and asked the company to deliver them home.

At the door of the express company, an old man sat in the driver's seat of a silver Bugatti Veyron. The vicissitudes of his face were engraved with traces of the passage of time, but his eyes were still bright and bright.

When he saw Ling Aohan walking out of the express company, he immediately got out of the car and helped Ling Aohan open the door. He stood aside and protected the roof of the car with his hands to prevent Ling Aohan from touching his head. Ling Aohan smiled at him and sat in the back seat gracefully.

"Will, the clothing store."

"Yes, master."

The Bugatti Veyron traveled smoothly through the city, and after turning several turns, it arrived at an inconspicuous clothing store on the edge of the city. This clothing store is not open to ordinary people. Only those with reservations or extremely high authority can enter.

As soon as he entered the door, a young woman wearing black business attire walked toward him with a smile, and her black patent leather high heels tapped rhythmically against the white porcelain floor.

"Hello Mr. Ling, may I help you?"

"Take out my suit. I'm going to dinner tonight and need to dress decently."

The woman's face was apologetic and she bowed slightly to Ling Aohan.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ling, your arni suit has been taken away for modification, and it probably won't be sent back until tomorrow. Why don't you put on that versace jacket first, and I'll help you match it."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Ling Aohan smiled politely at her. He doesn't care about this at all, because the clerks in this store can match any clothes to the style he wants.

After a while, she brought Ling Aohan's black jacket. She put it on for Ling Aohan herself, and matched it with a cacissi white dressy bottom shirt.

After leaving the clothing store, Will took him to a cafe in the city center for coffee.

Ling Aohan would appear in this most luxurious coffee shop in the city almost every day, ordering a cup of the store manager's special coffee and slowly sipping it. The store manager here knew him very well, and he only made that special cup of coffee for Ling Aohan. Even Ling Aohan's cup is different from others. His cup is an emerald porcelain cup. The store manager only allows Ling Aohan to use this cup. After each use, Ling Aohan will clean and disinfect it separately and keep it at the front desk. In a glass cabinet.

"Meet Aohan again."

Seeing Ling Aohan, the store manager went up to greet him cordially.

"Hello, store manager."

"Is it the same again?"

"Ah."

"this way please."

The store manager took Ling Aohan to the seat with the best view in the store, and personally made a cup of coffee and brought it to him.

Ling Aohan nodded in thanks. The store manager looked at the time and asked

"Have you had lunch, Aohan?"

"not yet."

"Then I invite you."

The store manager personally made a sandwich and served it to him on a porcelain plate with the same style as Ling Aohan's porcelain cup.

"Thank you."

"So polite to me."

"Then I'm welcome."

"By the way, store manager."

"What's wrong, Aohan?"

"Send me a sandwich to the supermarket in the city. Yunhe will receive the goods. She won't buy lunch by herself if she doesn't get off work at noon. Please remind her by the way."

"No problem." The store manager made a sandwich himself, got on his motorcycle and went straight to the supermarket.

"Hello Miss Lu Yunhe, please enjoy the lunch that Aohan ordered for you."

Yunhe smiled.

"Thank you, store manager."

"You're welcome. By the way, Aohan asked you to remember to buy lunch next time."

"Okay, just tell him not to starve himself to death. Manager, here's lunch money."

"No, this is Ao Han's invitation."

Hearing that it was Ling Aohan who paid the money, Yunhe smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I'll pay it. He accidentally told me a few days ago that he is short of money recently."

After hearing this, the store manager smiled

"Then don't worry, Aohan didn't pay. He is my friend, can I still collect money when he comes to my store?"

"That guy who ate the King's meal, just beat him out next time."

Yunhe made a punching gesture and deliberately repeated it several times.

"Miss Yunhe, even though you are so rude to Aohan, you still protect him, don't you?"

Yun He blushed and immediately turned his head away.

"It's...that's not it!"

The store manager left the supermarket after delivering lunch. Just as I was about to get on my motorcycle, my phone rang. The store manager took out his cell phone and there was a text message with the name "Priest".

The smile on the store manager's face disappeared, as if it was covered with a black shadow and was invisible. A faint murderous aura spread out, but was immediately withdrawn in the next moment. The store manager looked around cautiously, made sure that no one was paying attention, and immediately started the car and drove away quickly.

The store manager rushed back to the store. Ling Aohan glanced at it and whispered after seeing the store manager.

"I taught you how to control your emotions, haven't you learned yet? Your murderous intent is too strong."

The store manager found a reason to take him to the room on the second floor.

"The church has given a mission."

"who?"

"yours."

"Hoar? Who is that?"

"It's not a person, it's an organization."

"What kind of mission do you want me to do?"

"The priest said this mission would be of interest to you."

"Tell me."

"That organization calls itself 'The Tomb of Death'."

"Well, information."

"At nine o'clock tonight, in the underground garage of the supermarket, they are dealing drugs with another organization called 'Ghost'."

"It's okay to kill them all."

"of course."

Ling Aohan returned to the first floor and continued to taste the cup of coffee.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, it was time to change shifts.

Yunhe took off his professional makeup and returned to his normal appearance. She changed her uniform into a long white dress, the hem of which swayed slightly in the evening breeze, like a tranquil lily. Her long hair like a waterfall is spread behind her, exuding a light fragrance. Not long after, Ling Aohan arrived at the entrance of the supermarket.

"What delicious food have you prepared?"

“It’s absolutely delicious, don’t worry.”

"If it doesn't taste good, you'll be in trouble."

"rest assured."

Ling Aohan took Yunhe to the basement of the supermarket, took out a rare car key from the inner pocket of his jacket, and then walked towards the blue convertible Bugatti Veyron in the basement.

"Wait Aohan, your car can't be that one!"

Yunhe pointed at the Bugatti Veyron in surprise.

"Hmm. What's wrong?"

"You act for me again!"

Yun He stomped the ground angrily, and the sound of high heels hitting the floor echoed in the empty underground garage.

"what?"

"You already drive a Bugatti Veyron and you still say you have no money!"

Ling Aohan remembered that when he didn't have lunch a few days ago, he told Yun He that he didn't have enough money to find an excuse, so Yun He was so angry with him in the morning. Ling Aohan smiled awkwardly and said

“I just ran out of money because I bought it.”

"Humph!"

Yun He angrily walked to the passenger seat. Ling Aohan opened the door for him and smiled at her. Yun He turned his head and sat on the passenger seat without looking back.

Ling Aohan got into the driver's seat, started the car and drove out of the basement. Because of the urban speed limit, I drove very slowly. However, Ling Aohan did not drive towards the city, but towards a place far away from the city.

"Hey, Aohan, where are you going?"

"My home."

"where is your house?"

"seaside."

After driving out of the city, they hit an asphalt road. The asphalt road has no speed limit signs and shows no signs of being frequently driven.

After running for five minutes, a fork in the road appeared. There is a road on the left that leads further away, and another road with some sand on it leads to the sea.

Ling Aohan drove onto the sandy road.

"I'm going to speed up, sit tight."

"Wait……!"

Ling Aohan pressed the Bugatti Veyron's accelerator to the bottom, and the Bugatti Veyron's engine roared deafeningly, like a bolt of lightning passing over the asphalt road. The originally quiet evening wind was whistling in their ears, pulling their hair and dancing wildly behind them. The smell of the sea mixed in the wind filled their nostrils.

The road gradually reached the end, revealing endless green grassland. Ling Aohan gradually slowed down and continued to drive forward, the wheels leaving two obvious marks on the grass.

Not long after, they saw a four-story villa. Not far behind the villa was the endless blue sea.

Ling Aohan parked the car in front of the black iron gate in front of the villa. He snapped his fingers and the iron gate slowly opened. Will came out and opened the car door for the two of them. After saying hello, he drove away and parked the car in an unknown garage.

This villa should only appear in anime. Cobblestone roads, neatly manicured lawns, all kinds of blooming flowers, Western royal-style mansions...

"Aohan, who are you?"

"what?"

"It's a Bugatti Veyron, and it's a big Western-style castle. How dare you say you have no money?"

"I can't argue with that."

"Then tell the truth."

"No one has asked me this before."

"Hmph! Anyway, no one asked you and you didn't plan to tell me."

Will parked the car and returned to Ling Aohan.

"Master, welcome home."

"Thank you for your hard work, housekeeper. Have you received the snacks?"

"Already received, Natasha is sorting it."

Yun He looked at Ling Aohan with a confused expression. Ling Aohan introduced her

"This is my butler, named Will. Natasha is one of my personal maids."

"Hello, young master."

Yunhe lowered his head, his face covered with black lines.

"Don't look like this, it seems like you think I'm showing off my wealth."

Yun He raised his head but turned his gaze to one side, the expression on his face still said she was unhappy.

Ling Aohan saw Yunhe's thoughts.

"Don't think too much. I will cook dinner tonight, and Natasha will just prepare the ingredients."

"Yes."

While they were chatting, a girl who looked to be about the same age as Ling Aohan walked out of the side door. The black-based maid uniform highlights her proud figure. Her waterfall-like ponytail falls behind her slender waist highlighted by the maid uniform. Her whole body exudes a refreshing fragrance. Her tall figure is the envy of countless girls.

When she walked up to Ling Aohan, she smiled and bowed.

"I'm sorry, sir, I spoke without permission and didn't greet you."

Ling Aohan shook his head and showed a gentle smile.

"You don't need to worry about such small things."

Natasha turned around and looked at Yunhe with her watery eyes, and bowed politely towards Yunhe.

"Hello."

"This is not an outsider, so there is no need to be reserved."

Ling Aohan turned around and introduced Yunhe

"This is my personal maid Natasha."

Yunhe stretched out his hand towards him.

"Hello, my name is Lu Yunhe."

"Hello, I'm Natasha. One of the master's personal maids."

Natasha stretched out her hand to shake Yunhe's hand. Her hands are as beautiful as hand molds, not rough like ordinary maids at all.

"Master! Why didn't anyone call me when you came back?"

The sound came from inside the house, seemingly a little far away. Then, there was a running sound in the house, getting closer and closer.

"Sarah, be careful with my door!" Ling Aohan shouted towards the house.

"It's over! I can't stop the car!" A girl's scream came from the house.

Ling Aohan waved his hands helplessly, but something seemed wrong.

"Butler, I leave it to you."

Will nodded, and then assumed a 100-meter sprint posture. The next second, he rushed out with an astonishing initial speed. Yunhe didn't even see where he ran. There was a crash in the house, but it seemed to be mixed with some subtle sound, like... metal The sound of hitting a hard object.

"Stop standing outside and come inside."

He took Yunhe into the house, and Natasha followed them.

After entering the house, I didn't see a mess, but it looked like nothing happened. The butler was patting his uniform, and the maid on the other side was squatting on the ground checking the wound on her leg.

Ling Aohan immediately walked up quickly.

"Sarah, how's the wound?"

The maid was also wearing the same maid uniform and looked about 16 years old. Her long blond hair was tied into cute twin tails, her aquamarine eyes were as pure and flawless as the sea water, her tight maid outfit outlined her growing figure, and her white knee-high socks accentuated her cuteness.

Sarah turned her head and pursed her lips with an aggrieved look.

"Hey! Master, there's a big cut on my leg! It hurts so much!"

Ling Aohan squatted in front of her and took a closer look at her wounds.

"Where did you hit it?"

"That!" Sarah pointed to a piece of mahogany floor not far away.

This is the entrance hall of the house, which is wide enough for two or three people to walk side by side. The two sides are pure white marble walls, and the ground is paved with waxed mahogany floors.

Ling Aohan squatted in front of the floor, blocking the view of the people behind him with his body. There was a finger-sized hole in that floorboard with a bullet embedded in it.

"Is that the floor that tripped my super cute maid?"

Ling Aohan quickly took out the bullet casing from the hole in an extremely concealed manner, with a nonchalant expression on his face.

"Uh-huh!"

"Butler, take down the piece for the fire, and then lay a new one, this time it's neater."

"No problem master."

"Come on Sarah, go to the infirmary."

"Ugh..."

Sarah looked at Ling Aohan with an aggrieved look. Ling Aohan touched her head and looked at Sarah lovingly with a smile.

"Oh, I really can't do anything about you. Your sister has never been so pestering."

Ling Aohan carried Sarah on his back and walked towards the end of the corridor. Sarah pressed her face tightly against Ling Aohan's back, like a little girl acting coquettishly towards her brother.

Passing through the corridor, they reached the lobby. This is a slightly different style than before. White tile floors, marble walls, and glass chandeliers. There is a marble staircase on each side of the hall, and a corridor on both sides of the staircase. There are white wooden display tables on both sides of the road, with ancient blue and white porcelain vases on them, with beautiful cosmos growing in them.

Ling Aohan walked into the long corridor on the left and walked towards a door. Natasha immediately stepped forward and opened the door.

"Aohan, your family runs a hospital part-time?"

The room in front of me, no, is no longer a room. This place used to be a room, but now it's been turned into a hospital. This hospital is about sixty square meters. On the left is the Chinese medicine cabinet, and next to it is the Western medicine warehouse. On the other side are four hospital beds with neat quilts placed on them. Each bed is separated by a glass floor-to-ceiling window, but it can be opened at any time. There is a bedside table next to each bed, which contains a full set of commonly used medicines. At the end is the operating room, which is the same as an operating room in a normal hospital, except that the door is closed.

"Yunhe, can you please go to the living room and wait for us?"

Yunhe nodded, and Natasha led her out of the infirmary.

Ling Aohan put Sarah on the nearest bed and quickly took out alcohol and cotton swabs from the bedside table.

Ling Aohan lifted up Sarah's skirt slightly and saw the horrifying wound. The wound was on Sarah's right leg near the top of her knee-high stocking, near her inner thigh. The wound penetrated the entire body, but fortunately no bones were damaged.

After Ling Aohan wiped the wound with alcohol, he immediately went to get the surgical tools.

Sarah was also very strong. She didn't even show a trace of pain when Ling Aohan wiped her wounds.

Ling Aohan said softly

"Butler, go get ready."

"As ordered."

A few rooms away, the housekeeper clearly heard Ling Aohan's voice and gave a reply.

"Owner……"

"It's okay Sarah, I'm here."

Ling Aohan injected anesthetic into Sarah's body, and then began to suture her wounds. His technique was even more professional than that of a professional surgeon, and he perfectly sutured Sarah's wound in just a few strokes.

"Natasha, help me prepare the ingredients for dinner. I'll be right back."

Natasha, who was accompanying Yunhe in the living room, also answered in a very soft voice.

"Good host."

After Ling Aohan checked Sarah's wounds, he left the infirmary and walked towards the hall. When he just arrived at the door, Natasha whispered something. Yunhe seemed to hear it and turned to look at Natasha in confusion. Natasha smiled.

"What's wrong, Miss Lu?"

"Did you just say something?"

"No."

"Maybe I'm neurotic, don't mind."

"It's okay. Do you want some tea?"

Natasha made a cup of fine Tieguanyin for Yunhe.

"The master said you like to drink Tieguanyin, so I prepared it for you. Please use it slowly."

"Thank you."

"I'll get busy first."

"Ah."

Ling Aohan walked to the marble stairs on the left side of the hall and pushed hard, and a secret door slowly opened. He walked into the secret door, took off his jacket, and put on the London Fog black windbreaker hanging behind the door.

The inside of the door is also entirely made of marble. There are strange stones inlaid on both sides of the road, emitting a light yellow light.

Ling Aohan walked to the end, where there was a wooden door. He didn't push the door open, but tapped the glowing stone on the left side of the door. Suddenly, the ground under Ling Aohan's feet disappeared, and he fell down.

After a flip, Ling Aohan landed smoothly and without any sound.

The light source below is still those strange stones, but this time it is light blue light, and it comes from above. It's very wide down here, the surroundings are very open, there is no clear path, and the light source is too weak, so you can't see anything around clearly.

Ling Aohan was not affected by the darkness at all. He walked straight towards a place and reached the end not long after walking.

It was a marble door. Ling Aohan pushed it away with force and walked in slowly. There are many things here, but the surroundings are too dark, and only Ling Aohan can see clearly what they are.

He grabbed something inside and then walked further inside. There is a wooden door at the back of the room. Behind the door is a spiral staircase. At the end of the staircase is a secret door to another staircase in the hall.

The butler had been waiting for him in the hall. He was holding a Desert Eagle, but he had obviously modified it himself. Ling Aohan said nothing and walked straight towards the second floor. The butler cocked his gun and walked through the entrance hall towards the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a man dressed like a terrorist pointed a gun at the housekeeper's head. The butler calmly shot him through the right leg, and then shot him in the head. Surprisingly, the two shots made no sound.

Ling Aohan walked to the end of the second floor without looking back, pushed open a window at the end and turned to the third floor. When looking from the outside, this is a four-story Western-style castle, but in fact the inside of the castle can only lead to the second floor. If you want to go to the third or fourth floor, you have to run up to the second floor and use the second floor to climb to the third floor balcony. Arrive at the fourth floor.

Ling Aohan arrived at the third floor and slowly walked up the stairs to the fourth floor. There is an open-air observation deck on the roof of the fourth floor. Ling Aohan stood on the observation deck and looked down at his territory.

The observation tower was too exposed, but Ling Aohan still stood here, looking down at everything that belonged to him like a king.

"Huh, I thought I was going to find it myself, but I didn't expect it to be delivered to my door."

"What should we do, Master?"

That was the butler's voice.

"Kill them all. If they dare to come, I will kill them... and bury them!"

"As ordered."

The moon was covered by clouds, the earth lost its light, the world was wrapped in darkness, and everything became invisible.

"itsadarktinow."

Ling Aohan saw a figure hundreds of meters away, and it was moving very fast. He quickly took out a strange-looking bow from behind his windbreaker and already nocked an arrow.

He let go of his hand, and the arrow pierced the night sky like lightning, whizzing towards the figure in the distance. The next second, the figure fell to the ground, his head penetrated by an arrow.

Ling Aohan did not move, but listened carefully. The caress of the wind, the rolling of the sea, the breathing of the grass...all the sounds reached his ears, and no small sound could escape.

Suddenly, he quickly drew an arrow, put it on his bow and turned around to shoot the arrow. The person behind him who was preparing for a sneak attack was pierced by an arrow from his body before he could see his face.

He fired three more arrows into the darkness, then threw away his bow, crossed his hands in his sleeves, pulled out a pair of scimitars and rushed in one direction. In a flash of lightning, three arrows accurately penetrated the bodies of three people, causing a man whose head had just emerged to be scratched across the neck by the long knife in his right hand, and blood spattered everywhere.

"I'll leave the rest to you."

"Okay, master."

The moon broke free, and the world once again gained a little pathetic light. Under the moonlight, everything is the same as before. No one will care about the few slight gasps in that dark time, even if it is someone's last gasp.

Ling Aohan took off the windbreaker and put it and the weapons back to their original places.

Ling Aohan changed his clothes and went to the kitchen first. Natasha had already prepared pork for him. Ling Aohan cut the pork neatly and returned to the living room to find Yunhe. The butler came back not long after, and he changed into the same clothes as before.

"What did you do just now?" Yunhe asked curiously.

"I'm going to cut the meat." Ling Aohan showed the raw pork he had just cut in the kitchen.

"Master, just let me do this kind of thing."

Natasha's tone was a little angry, but her expression was worried.

"Don't worry, I won't cut your hand."

The housekeeper came over and bowed to Ling Aohan.

"Master, the floor has been taken care of."

"Yeah. I'm going to see Sarah. You guys help me set up the barbecue grill. I'll cook and barbecue tonight!"

"Good master." The butler and Natasha bowed together.