Trafford’s Trading Club

Soon after, Mr. Blind and Song Da and Song San were led by Miss Gong to a teahouse outside the town, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Because it was the middle of winter and New Year's Eve was approaching, the teahouse was very deserted... Of course, it might also be because it was booked out.

On the way, Song Da and Song San chatted with the blind man. According to the blind man, he had never met this Lai Caisheng, but he knew that his senior brother did have such a disciple, who was the orthodox successor of this generation of Commoner Taoism.

As for the rules of the Buyi Dao, the three brothers of Song Dynasty have been making some insinuations from the blind man's words over the years... It seems that only the best disciples are not qualified to become the orthodox heirs. The blind man seems to be more capable than his senior brother, the previous generation. The successors of Buyi Dao are more capable.

But after all, as a Feng Shui sect, it seems that it does not particularly value the aspect of combat effectiveness... As for why the blind man stayed away from China and lived overseas for a long time, no matter whether it was the elders of Song Dynasty or Mr. Song and others, they could not figure it out. Know.

However, Song Da and Song San saw that the blind man’s return this time seemed to be because of his senior brother’s call... So, the relationship between the two descendants of the previous generation of Commoner Taoism seems to be okay?

With many questions, Song Da and Song San were shocked to find that they were arranged in another private room in the tea house and could not participate in the meeting between the blind man and Lai Caisheng.

"Taoist Priest Qingxiazi said that the two of you are followers, just wait here." Miss Gong blocked Song Da and Song San's protest in a nonchalant manner.

My fault! This blind man really treated his two brothers as bag carriers!

Ignoring the depression of Song Da and Song San in the private room, Mr. Blind finally met the young and white-haired Lai Caisheng in a pavilion in the tea house under the guidance of Miss Gong.

This tea house was built on the edge of the water pool, and this pavilion was laid out in the center of the water pool. It seems that there was a light snowfall not long ago, and you can still see a trace of white frost on the trees in the distance.

Lai Caisheng was making tea at this time, and his movements were delicate.

Mr. Blind himself is young and has gray hair, and he has not recovered after so many years. So when he 'saw' Lai Caisheng, he knew what Lai Caisheng had gone through.

Ninety-nine lives in one night, joys and sorrows, only to turn old... This is a very special method in the common people's way. It does not really require people to spend ninety-nine lives in one night. It can only be said that the more past lives you spend, the better your achievements will be. The higher it is.

"Uncle, please sit down." Lai Caisheng raised his head and smiled slightly.

Mr. Blind frowned, lifted the hem of his clothes and slowly sat down, and suddenly asked: "Have you spent all ninety-nine lives?"

Lai Caisheng didn't seem surprised by such a question, so he calmly answered: "It took a lifetime."

Mr. Blind nodded, breathed out, and said calmly: "You are better than me."

Lai Caisheng was one life away, but Mr. Blind himself was three lifes away... After the ninetieth life, with every additional life, the level of difficulty increases exponentially. There was only two lifetimes between him and Lai Caisheng, and the gap in potential was already incalculable.

Now he can easily figure out some of Lai Caisheng's lies, just because he has had a lot of time to soak in the other person's experience.

"Master said that my uncle is the most outstanding genius in the past three hundred years of my life." At this time, Lai Caisheng elegantly poured a cup of freshly brewed hot tea for the blind man.

But Mr. Blind didn't move and went straight to the point: "Your master came to see me this time. Why didn't he show up in person instead of asking you to come?"

Lai Caisheng said seriously at this time: "Uncle Master is unaware of something, and now I have no way of knowing Master's whereabouts. I just made some predictions on a whim a few days ago, and based on my calculations, I know that there will be a person who has a deep connection with our sect. It will appear in the near future. If you think about it carefully, I am afraid that you are the only person with a deep connection with our sect in the world today."

"Senior brother is missing?" Mr. Blind frowned at this time: "What's going on? He also left me a message on Wudang Mountain. I also calculated that it was near Mount Tai."

Lai Caisheng raised his eyebrows at this time, "I wonder what kind of message the master left for his uncle?"

Mr. Blind said calmly: "He just said that he wanted to discuss something important with me, but I don't know what it was. You also know that the disciples of the Buyi Dao like to guess... We are good at everything, but This is the only bad thing. You can only see people but not their hearts, and everything depends on calculation. Little do you know that people are finite and God is unpredictable... Man's calculations are ultimately inferior to God's calculations."

"You have learned a lesson." Lai Caisheng bowed to the blind man with a sincere attitude.

At this time, Mr. Blind looked at the sky outside the pool, and suddenly opened his cloudy eyes, "The evil spirit here is soaring into the sky, and the mana fluctuations are mixed and difficult to distinguish... Did something happen during this meeting in Penglai?"

Although Mr. Blind has been living overseas for a long time, he is a person from China after all. He is naturally familiar with the major events in the two worlds every ten years. Even when he was young, he participated in several Penglai meetings with his master. The meeting in Penglai will naturally be familiar to everyone.

So Lai Caisheng briefly explained how the White Jade Order appeared, everyone fought for it, and finally the Shenzhou True Dragon, Xuanyuan Palace and the 'Administration' intervened.

Lai Caisheng sighed and said: "If the real dragon hadn't taken action this time, I'm afraid the Taoist Association wouldn't be able to suppress it... Even some people in the Taoist Association take this edict very seriously."

"Such a valuable treasure will naturally confuse people's hearts." Mr. Blind said calmly: "They are still just humans, not immortals yet."

"It is precisely because we have not yet become an immortal that we seize the slightest opportunity." Lai Caisheng said softly: "I have been cultivating Taoism for hundreds of years just to become an immortal... At the beginning, everyone chose this path with this hope in mind."

The blind man shook his head and said nothing. After a long time, Lai Caisheng wanted to replace the cold tea, but the blind man said no and drank the cold tea on his own.

He said calmly: "It is said that people take tea to cool down. For someone like me who left early, this sip of herbal tea is just right."

Lai Caisheng smiled slightly at this time and did not pour away his herbal tea. Instead, he drank it with the blind man. He continued: "My uncle has lived overseas for a long time. Now that Chu Chu is back, I won't be able to get news about my master for a while. It's better to stay at Wolong Villa with Caisheng in the next few days."

Mr. Blind was silent.

Lai Caisheng smiled again at this time and said: "We, the commoners, always have our own exclusive courtyard at Wolong Villa. Uncle Master also stayed there back then, so why not visit again? Besides, Caisheng also has many things to do, and he hopes to be able to get Master Uncle’s advice.”

Mr. Blind shook his head and said: "I can't teach you, and maybe my senior brother can't teach you anymore. Since you have officially become the contemporary successor, it means that you are the most orthodox leader of Buyi Dao... Since the leader is sincere Qingxiazi will accept the invitation from Quanquan."

"Uncle Master, you don't have to be like this." Lai Caisheng said quickly.

Mr. Blind said: "Strictly speaking, I am just an abandoned disciple."

…

Soon after, Mr. Blind left the pavilion in the pool, and Miss Gong came to Lai Caisheng's side at this time.

Miss Gong frowned slightly, "I heard that the successor of the previous generation of Buyi Dao should be Qingxiazi. Why did Qingxiazi become the abandoned disciple in the end?"

Lai Caisheng slowly made tea and said slowly: "Some people think that this identity is a prison, with a fate that cannot be broken. Some people think that this is an honor that cannot be wished for."

"What about you? What do you think this is?" Miss Gong looked at Lai Caisheng and asked.

"Me?" He smiled and said, "I think this is nothing... I just want to find out what the bad life was." "

Miss Gong was silent for a moment and then said: "Qingxiazi is also a disciple of Bu Yi Dao after all. This time your master traveled thousands of miles to find him, and it will definitely not be just to meet and reminisce about old times. You said..."

Lai Caisheng suddenly stopped, then dipped his fingers into some tea, and then drew something on the stone table.

Miss Gong took a look and saw that the trace of tea looked like the word "death".

Lai Caisheng was silent at this time, as if he wanted to continue writing, but his fingers were reluctant to move. In the end, he simply erased the word "death".

"The secrets are still as chaotic as ever." Lai Caisheng sighed, then stood up and looked at the calm water in the winter without any ripples, and said nothing for a long time.

Miss Gong knew that Lai Caisheng was an inspiring person, and his inspiration was more like an intuition about the future, so she did not dare to disturb Lai Caisheng's meditation at this time.

After a long time, Lai Caisheng shook his head and said: "Forget it, the boat has arrived at the bridge... You should have something else to do, right?"

Miss Gong nodded, "I just received news that several descendants of the four major demon clans have disappeared at Kunpeng Villa."

"Are they all from the four major clans?" Lai Caisheng turned around, seeming a little surprised.

Miss Gong said at this time: "One from the Qinglong clan, one from the White Tiger clan, two from the Suzaku clan, and finally one from the Xuanwu clan."

Lai Caisheng pondered: "What do you think?"

Miss Gong said: "Whether it is the Taoist world or the demon world, in order to fight for the order this time, many people have been sent privately. Although the Taoist world and the demon world have been quiet for a long time because of the agreement, there are still constant frictions in private. There are Maybe these missing monsters were caught by people from the Taoist world on their way out."

Lai Caisheng shook his head and said, "That's not it."

Miss Gong was startled, then frowned. But her mind soon moved, "You mean, no matter what the reason is for the missing demon clan, this matter will develop into the most direct issue between the Taoist world and the demon world?"

Lai Caisheng sighed softly and said: "We have made a very clear distinction between good and evil and demons."

He then gave a wry smile and said, "Send me back to Wolong Villa to lie down. The two old men above me will probably be unable to sit still at this moment."

Miss Gong nodded directly.

…

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In my impression, Luo Qiu does not seem to be such a strong person. The strength mentioned here is not in terms of body shape, but in terms of the ability to withstand cold.

Zhang Qingrui remembered that Luo Qiu had caught a cold before the first winter vacation in the first grade. At that time, he came to the classroom wearing a thick coat. It was Professor Qin's class at that time. This person must have taken cold medicine, so he slept for more than an hour, and finally asked Professor Qin to stay and punish him for copying.

At that time, he... was probably just an ordinary person, right?

Zhang Qingrui became more and more curious as to what happened to him to make him extraordinary... Or maybe the email he received in which he wrote about his future self was just a joke or an illusion.

Song Haoran from the Song family said that he wanted to go out on an adventure to find the child of the local legendary dragon god.

For such an adventure, Zhang Qingrui understood that it was the curiosity and exploration of their hometown by the two backers of the Song family... Children who grew up abroad probably have a different kind of curiosity about the green mountains and beautiful waters in China.

China, on the other hand, has always had a lot of mysticism, which is open to foreign interpretations.

Zhang Qinrui originally had no plans to go on a trip, but after seeing that Luo Qiu seemed willing to go along, she agreed by mistake. She was a little complicated about Luo Qiu.

Although the two sides are very close classmates, Zhang Qinrui now cares more about Luo Qiu because of that email.

In the past two days, Luo Qiu seemed to be still the same classmate Luo Qiu, and he seemed to be a different person.

"What are you thinking about? Young lady from the Zhang family." Song Haoran suddenly appeared behind Zhang Qingrui and stuck his head out to ask.

Zhang Qingrui is a calm person. He smiled slightly and said: "I was thinking, if this expedition can really find the Dragon God's child, what should we do?"

Song Haoran blinked and said, "Miss Zhang family, I didn't expect you to believe in this kind of mysticism?"

Zhang Qingrui said: "Probably because some of the business at home is also related to mysticism. In fact, there are many things in history that cannot be explained. And aren't there various legends circulating in many places?"

"Legends..." Song Ying interrupted at this time: "Isn't it just a hypothesis that has been circulated. All legends come from fantasy and worship, and are then processed by future generations."

Zhang Qingrui didn't seem to have any intention of arguing with Song Ying, and just smiled lightly, "So just verify these legends one by one. I think this is a very interesting thing in the first place."

"You have a good idea," Song Haoran laughed and said, "Are you interested in going on an adventure with me in the future?"

Zhang Qingrui smiled and said nothing... The negotiation between her and her grandmother has not really come to a result. In the future, she is not sure whether she will be a caged bird or a free bird. How can she easily dream about such things as adventure? ?

The wind in the mountain stream suddenly became stronger. Zhang Qinrui couldn't help but shiver. She found that the clothes she finally wore were a little too small.

"Put it on."

Luo Qiu, who was behind, took off his clothes and gently put them on Zhang Qingrui. rw