Trafford’s Trading Club

When Mo Mo spit out a mouthful of blood, he remembered what his master had said to him before going down the mountain.

"There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the mountains. Be careful in everything you do."

He is a person who respects his master very much. The young Celestial Master who has no parents naturally regards the old Celestial Master on the mountain as his only relative.

Just young, just free and easy, just flying, just sometimes forgetful.

It was indeed a bit too impulsive.

Momo took a deep breath, trying to calm down the chaos in his body. Just seeing the vague influence of the door made him almost obsessive. For him who was still young, it was inevitably too shocking.

But the young Celestial Master at Longhu Mountain didn't know that another monk who had been wallowing in the mortal world for five hundred years was vomiting blood every day when facing the door, and he was about to become a Habit.

The night passed by Momo's breath adjustment, and the rising sun on the sea level was more punctual than any of the most sophisticated electronic clocks.

But the sky was still dark and bright.

…

There are also people who have been working since last night until now. They are the "road opening team" organized by some young and strong villagers in Lujia Village.

Even though Wu Qiushui said that he had contacted the town government and the rescue team had set off, the villagers couldn't wait because the number of people infected with the strange disease had reached a level that could send the entire Lujia Village into panic.

"No, it's okay that it's dirt that rolled down, but most of it is rocks. Without a crane, it would be difficult to move it manually!"

Village official Xiao Du, who had not slept all night, looked at Wu Qiushui. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was obviously very tired.

Wu Qiushui also knew that it would be difficult to deal with such a large-scale landslide with the hands and feet of these villagers alone.

"The patients don't know how long they can survive..." Wu Qiushui frowned. He didn't even know if those patients would... after the rescue team on the other side dug the road.

"Where's the ship?" Wu Qiushui had no choice but to ask.

Xiao Du said: "The town said they would arrange for a fishing boat to come over...but not so quickly."

"We can't delay even a minute." Wu Qiushui sighed, "It's really not possible, so we can only carry the patients one by one through the mountainous road."

Wu Qiushui pinched the center of his eyebrows, feeling worried and exhausted.

Xiao Du said: "Secretary, you should rest for a while. I'll just watch over here."

At this moment, a young villager rushed over and said, "It's not good! Secretary, it's not good!"

"What's going on?" Wu Qiushui's heart suddenly skipped a beat, "Are those patients..."

By this time, hundreds of people had fallen ill in Lujiacun, and the number had surged to this number overnight. It was really hard not to get nervous.

"No, no!" said the young villager, "Yes, Mr. Bao and the others! The entire village group, together with a large group of people, went to Lu Hai's holiday house!"

Xiao Du was stunned and said, "What are they going to do?"

"They said... they said they wanted to arrest people and use them to worship the Poseidon..." The young villager said with an ugly face: "They said this is not a disease, but a curse. It is a punishment from the Poseidon in the sea to Lujia Village. The only way is to arrest people to worship the Poseidon. Only by offering sacrifices can we embrace our village, just like..."

"Like what? Say it!" Wu Qiushui had been the secretary for many years, and now he shouted with dignity.

"Just like it was forty-five years ago!"

"Fang Miu!" Wu Qiushui's eyes widened, and his voice became so angry that he said, "These people, these people! They are unruly people! They are simply unruly people!! Take me there quickly!! You can't say anything." Let this kind of tragedy happen! What if this old guy is allowed to mess around? And there are national laws?!"

A group of people hurried to the holiday house in the other direction.

…

…

Before daybreak, the little girl was already in the kitchen of her holiday home.

What surprised the little girl Lu Yiyun was that at such an early time, she actually met one of the guests in the holiday home in the kitchen.

He is also the only male guest so far.

"Mr. Luo, Luo." The little girl looked at Luo Qiu who walked in rather awkwardly.

I always feel that this younger person is not as easy to get along with as Sister Ren, and seems to be unable to smile... Lu Yiyun could only ask curiously: "Why are you here? Are you hungry?"

Yesterday, I actually searched for people in the village for a long time, but never had a good meal. In the end, it was too late, so I temporarily gave up on returning to the holiday home. After coming back, Ren Ziling and Li Zi were so tired that they fell asleep.

Later, when I was eating, I didn't come out.

Luo Qiu walked in and said calmly: "I just wanted to make some porridge... Is there any ginger here?"

"Oh...oh, yes." The little girl nodded quickly, "As for porridge, I also made some, actually."

Luo Qiu took a look inside the pot and suddenly said, "Is this for your grandpa?"

Lu Yiyun nodded and said: "Yes, grandpa's health and appetite have been bad these past few years, and he can't eat anything too greasy in the morning..."

She shook her head, sighed, and suddenly said: "When I have time, I will cook some porridge for him."

Luo Qiu said: "You seem to have not slept at all this night."

Lu Yiyun said: "I'm fine, I'm not tired at all...I want to go out later and look for it again."

Luo Qiu had already started washing rice. The little girl glanced at the porridge she was about to make, and then at the rice Luo Qiu was holding out. She moved her lips, but in the end she couldn't say anything.

"I don't mean to say that you did it badly." Luo Qiu shook his head and said, "It's just that someone's stomach has been bad, and I know better what she can eat."

Yesterday, I occasionally heard about the relationship between these guests from the mouths of these guests. The little girl was stunned for a moment. She suddenly remembered what Luo Qiu said yesterday about Sister Ren’s stomach problem. She couldn’t help but exclaimed: "Mr. Luo , you are so good to your family!"

Luo Qiu said calmly: "Isn't it the same for you?"

Lu Yiyun lowered his head in embarrassment.

The kitchen suddenly became quiet. The little girl silently stirred the porridge in the pot, while Luo Qiu also silently did his own thing.

"Um...Mr. Luo, tell me, do you think there will be more patients in the village today?" Lu Yiyun suddenly asked.

"Hard to say."

Lu Yiyun said again: "You...how do you view this disease?"

Luo Qiu stopped, looked at Lu Yiyun, and suddenly asked: "Didn't you already know what happened that year yesterday... Then how do you view this disease?"

Lu Yiyun gritted her teeth, and the little girl's eyes suddenly seemed to be torn apart by something and became fragmented. She whispered and said blankly: "I, I don't know..."

Luo Qiu nodded.

At this moment, there was a rapid noise outside the holiday home, and it seemed like someone was banging on the door quickly. I even heard at least a few different voices at this point.

Luo Qiu looked in that direction, then wiped the water stains on his hands with a rag, without looking at the little girl, and said, "Let's go and see what happened."

"Oh, okay, okay." Lu Yiyun replied subconsciously.

Luo Qiu was seen walking directly towards the kitchen door at this moment, right in the sight of the little girl.

But he suddenly stopped, as if he remembered something, and tilted his head slightly, but his eyes still didn't turn completely.

He said: "By the way, what are you laughing at?"

At this time, the smile on the little girl's face suddenly stiffened. (To be continued.)