Trafford’s Trading Club

Jingle bell bell bell!

The old pine door suddenly opened from the inside out, and the maid with a broom walked out of the club. She began her day's work by cleaning the door and wiping the windows.

It has been several days since I moved the club back from South America. The maid is also familiar with the environment of this small town. She knows where the market is and when the supermarket has discounts.

It seems that waiting for discount days before going to the supermarket has gradually become a daily routine... Money is meaningless to her, but she doesn't know when she started to have this habit.

It seems like it started after the current owner arrived, right?

There were people rushing on the street, all of whom were rushing to work, but You Ye was among these people, scanning the door. She seemed to overlap with the people, and it seemed like it was just a virtual image. She was here, but she was not there either. here.

Suddenly, the maid stopped what she was doing and looked to the side with awareness. She saw someone standing beside her in a daze, looking toward her and the store door.

It was a tall guy with blond hair, and he was carrying another man, Mo Mo and Zhan Er, on his back.

"You are not from Senior's side..."

"Would you like to come in and sit for a while?" You Ye just smiled slightly and said softly: "If you can, please allow me to serve you two hot scented tea."

Momo thought about refusing, but nodded subconsciously, and then followed the beautiful woman into this weird shop.

The temperature seemed to become comfortable in an instant. It was obviously the middle of winter outside, but there was a warmth here, as if spreading from the bottom of my heart, and then dispelling the chill in my body.

Momo looked at the teacup brought by the maid's hands, quickly wiped her palms, and then took the teacup from Youye's hand.

"Excuse me..." Mo Mo took a sip of hot tea and felt a little better. She couldn't help but open her mouth, but she swallowed the words he just said to her lips.

"Do you want to ask something?" The maid stood in front of Momo, gathered the tray in front of her, and asked softly.

"Senior... isn't Senior here?" Mo Mo looked around at the inside of the shop. It seemed to be much more spacious than it looked from the outside... Is it that big?

"My master is not here for the time being, so I will take care of this place for the time being."

Mo Mo nodded, then smiled bitterly and said: "I originally thought that I would not trouble senior anymore, but I didn't expect that only a few hours later, I would come to that senior's place again..."

"Has Mr. Momo seen my master?" The maid's voice suddenly became brighter.

Mo Mo nodded, and then briefly told the story of his encounter with Luo Qiu at the Song family's ancestral home, "Thanks to my senior for saving me this time, otherwise I might have died of the poison long ago."

"It's really unfortunate, Mr. Momo." The maid smiled and said, "It must be very hard to be chased by so many comrades."

Mo Mo smiled bitterly, it was not so much hard work as it was chilling... The fanaticism of those guys who wanted to get the order still remains in Mo Mo's mind, and it still lingers.

This was different from the fairy tales he had heard since he was a child. As for transcendence, it was even more out of reach.

"Let's not talk about this anymore." Mo Mo shook her head, then looked at the store in front of her, and asked curiously: "Your store... seems a little different? What kind of business is here?"

When he noticed this store, it seemed that no pedestrians had noticed its existence. It stands to reason that a store with such a special facade would always attract some attention, right?

"Here?" You Ye smiled slightly and said, "This is a place to provide services to people in need and sell needed items."

Momo was startled and said: "Provide services?"

"Yes." The maid said softly at this time: "Whether it is reasonable, unreasonable, possible, or impossible, any request can be realized here... whatever you want in your heart, With what you can put into it.”

Somehow, that senior's miraculous skills flashed through Momo's mind... If this was that senior's shop, then what the maid said, it should be possible.

Possible, impossible... incredible.

"I...can I also spend money here?" Momo asked subconsciously.

"It's mainly for the guests who come here." You Ye said seriously: "But there is one thing I need to remind Mr. Momo, that is, we only trade with precious things here."

Momo glanced at Zhan'er subconsciously... Do you want some help buying here?

"I...can I think about it?" Mo Mo suddenly asked.

Because at this time, he suddenly had a very strange feeling in his heart... It was like a warning sign, warning him not to speak easily.

"Of course." The maid nodded and said, "As long as you don't regret it."

Momo nodded. He didn't dare to stay here for too long. After drinking a cup of tea, he took Zhan'er away. Maybe it was just an illusion. When he walked out of the store without buying anything, , he suddenly felt relieved.

Find a place to take a rest first. This is a town after all, and there are many ordinary people. Even those who have lost their minds for the sake of orders must carefully consider the consequences of wandering around in the busy city.

Hidden away in the city.

Youye sent Momo outside the store, and after watching him leave, he said interestingly: "Ascetics are really special. They can resist the desires of their hearts... However, it is also because of this that they are more valuable."

With that said, the maid continued to wipe the windows outside the store in a good mood because the owner was not far from her. With the current radiation range of the club, she could reach the owner almost instantly.

And he went there in person.

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Some old buses jolted to a stop in front of the station. After a while, an unusually large figure rushed out of the bus and ran to the corner next to it at an extremely fast speed to vomit.

Song San looked at this huge figure with disgust. Who would have thought that Song Da, who was as strong as the God of War, would actually get carsick and vomit with such terrifying force?

The old buses in this country smell like biological weapons!

Song Da explained it this way.

"Let's find a place to rest first." Mr. Blind saw that Song Da couldn't move well at this time, so he could only shake his head and said, "Just wait."

"Wait?" Song San asked curiously while supporting Song Da.

Mr. Blind said casually at this moment: "Since I can figure out that my senior brother is here, he can also figure out that I am here, and he will naturally come to me."

Song Sanyi was startled... Could it be that these disciples of Commoner Taoism have always plotted against each other?

"You warriors can compete every day, can't we Feng Shui masters compete with each other every day?" As if he knew what Song San was thinking, Mr. Blind responded calmly.

This scared Song San and quickly shut his mouth.

Although the three brothers always call Mr. Blind blindly on weekdays, the three brothers all know very clearly that it is because Mr. Blind is too lazy to care about it and he is thick-skinned.

"Okay then, let's find a hotel to rest for a while... Blind man?"

Song San's expression suddenly changed at this time, because he noticed that someone was quietly approaching him. Song San tried to release his Qi induction, but the person approaching seemed to be looming, making him unable to lock on.

And vaguely, Song San felt that his heart was beating very fast at this time.

He seemed to hear the sound of footsteps. The footsteps seemed to be stepping on the frequency of his heartbeat... No, it should be that the footsteps seemed to be controlling the frequency of his heartbeat!

Within a moment, Song San was already sweating and his back felt cold.

"Concentrate your Qi. If you continue to resist, your heart will not be able to bear it." Mr. Blind suddenly put his palm on Song San's shoulder and said quickly.

Song San took a deep breath at this time and slowly calmed down his Qi. Only then did the terrifying feeling gradually fade away.

At the same time, a dignified white-collar lady wearing a black skirt appeared in front of several people.

This woman with her hair tied up looked very capable, but she also had an aura that was not easy to get close to... Song San took another deep breath. Is this the person who can't bear the sound of footsteps alone?

Is she... also at the same level as the blind man?

But the dignified beauty did not look at Song San. Instead, she looked directly at the blind gentleman and said seriously: "Excuse me, are you Taoist Priest Qingxiazi?"

"You are?" Mr. Blind frowned at this time.

The woman in front of him was vaguely emitting powerful mana fluctuations... He knew that this woman was not very old, but it was really rare to have such a level of cultivation.

"The little girl's surname is Gong." The dignified woman said respectfully at this time: "It was Representative Lai who asked me to pick you up. Representative Lai is already waiting at a teahouse outside the town. Qingxiazi, please let me come. "

"Representative Lai?" Mr. Blind frowned again, and then moved his fingers slightly.

But Miss Gong said quickly at this time: "Representative Lai is a walking successor of the Commoner Taoist Association. He is already one of the representatives of the Taoist Association at a young age."

"Are you my senior brother's disciple..." Mr. Blind nodded at this time, "Then please lead the way."

"Please follow me." Miss Gong nodded and turned away without saying much.

Song Da and Song San looked at each other at this time. Song Da, who looked sick, looked at Mr. Blind and said, "Blind man, are you okay?"

Song Da suddenly felt that the land of China was very dangerous. Not to mention this Miss Gong, the two young masters he and Song San met on Wudang Mountain not long ago had terrifying and astonishing martial arts.

Mr. Blind said calmly: "This is Mount Tai at this time. The monastic world and the demon world will hold an exchange meeting here every ten years. Now almost half of the people from the Taoist world and the demon world have gathered here, and even I can't be ranked... ...If there is really any danger, do you think it is useful to escape?"

Song San hesitated for a moment and suddenly said: "Blind man, Mr. Song should have arrived too... You said that the area around Mount Tai is so scary. Will Mr. Song also encounter something bad there?"

Mr. Blind shook his head at this time and said: "It's okay, the Song family are all blessed people, and every bad thing turns into good luck. What's more, there is a great person next to Mr. Song now..."

"to……?"

"Let's go, it's okay." Mr. Blind said calmly: "You should pay more attention to Song Da. A majestic warrior actually gets carsick!"

I'm so sorry...

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"see?"

Luo Pianying blinked her big eyes and looked at Sister Long Xiruolong in her arms.

Why in the arms?

Because Luo Pianqing was holding Long Xiruo and flying slowly and unhurriedly high in the sky.

Long Xiruo, who always felt that there was a huge pressure behind him, frowned and said: "To be specific, it is a dragon transformed by spiritual veins. It is not a natural dragon, but a kind of dragon of luck. We lived before There is actually such a spiritual vein underground in the city where I live. Originally, it was almost a spiritual vein that turned into a dragon and gave birth to spiritual wisdom. It's a pity..."

"What's the pity?"

Long Xiruo's eyes were a little sad, and he said casually: "It's a pity that he is a stupid boy."

"Sister Long?"

Long Xiruo shook his head, "It's nothing, it's its own choice... Well, it's almost there, let's go down from here. I remember there is a small village nearby, where some people live, and there is a This guy shouldn’t be here today.”

"Who?"

"An emperor has exhausted his dragon energy, but he is delusional, trying to use Wang's dragon energy to nourish his soul, hoping that future generations can find a way to resurrect the corpse and then resurrect it."

Long Xiruo said calmly at this time: "When I found the lookout, its dragon energy was continuously stolen, so that it could not transform into a dragon. Later, I gave the original Feng Shui master's arrangement to After it was cut off, Wangcai began to gather dragon energy again, but because of this, it was delayed for hundreds of years before it could successfully transform into a dragon. Unfortunately, it was also inherently deficient in the end."

"Ah! Why is this emperor so hateful! Sister Long, didn't you teach him a lesson!" Luo Pian Ting asked angrily at this time.

Long Xiruo said with a helpless look: "Although he is an emperor who has exhausted his dragon energy, he is still a man worthy of heaven and a pioneer of the dynasty. Even if his dragon energy is gone, the merits of founding the country are still there. The status is still there. I can only stop his plan, but there is no way to extinguish his spirit personally, because this means that I am fighting with my left hand and my right hand... The real dragon emperor, it is annoying to watch!"

"Sister Long is so lucky." Luo Pianying took out her hand at this time and touched Long Xiruo's head.

Long Xiruo rolled his eyes, "Then you should grow up as soon as possible. Maybe you can be of help in the future."

"I have worked hard to grow up!" Luo Pianying said seriously.

Her breasts were seriously growing... Long Xiruo felt the soft, heavy pressure on her back again and was too lazy to speak.