Trafford’s Trading Club

There are monsters and ascetics, and in the magical oriental country, there are past and present lives.

Ordinary people probably don’t believe it. However, Luo Qiu is the kind of person who believes without proof.

Youye said that he would be able to see into people's hearts in the future... Luo Qiu was not sure whether this would be the case in the future, but what he felt at this time was that the man did not speak.

Just like when he looked at this man at the auction before, he couldn't feel any malice.

He stretched out his hand to help the man up, touched another white jade plaque in his hand, and began to listen to this man's story.

The man is 34 years old and his name is Su Houde. He was originally a courier for a nearby transportation company and was unmarried.

When he was a child, he had a strange dream. In a majestic hall, there was a very angry Long Yan, and there were also ferocious guards with swords.

The child had nightmares, and the old man used ancient prescriptions to exorcise him, but the effect was not significant. As Su Houde grows older, he dreams more and more, and the things he dreams about become more and more real. Finally, when he was thirty years old, he knew what this long dream was, and what he had.

"So... you are the maker of this pair of jade tablets?" Luo Qiu looked at Su Houde in surprise, "That master of jade making in the Ming Dynasty?"

Su Houde smiled bitterly and said: "You don't believe it, do you? I didn't believe it myself at first. However, not only this pair of jade tablets, but also other products that have been excavated, I clearly remember, recognize, and recognize !”

Su Houde caressed the white jade plaque in his hand, showing a trace of obsession: "How they were made from raw stones, how they were polished, carved, and engraved... I remember every step clearly."

Luo Qiu pondered and said: "Since Mr. Su knows that this is the past life and the present life, and the past life is over, why are you still clinging to this white jade tablet? You have been born in modern times, have family and relatives, and take risks... Aren't you afraid?"

"I don't know..." Su Houde shook his head and said with a painful expression: "I have been confused and hesitant... I have always been hesitant. But when I saw this white jade plaque at the venue, I felt like I was possessed. , there is no way to control myself. I know clearly that I am Su Houde, not the ancients five hundred years ago. However, another voice also told me that I cannot watch Sanniang being bought by others. We have already After five hundred years of separation, I don’t know when we will meet next.”

"Sanniang?"

Su Houde gave a wry smile and sighed: "I was originally a master of jade making in the world. I have been obsessed with jade all my life, and I am even more proud of my talents. That year, His Majesty Emperor Xianzong summoned me to the palace and ordered me to make a pair of white jade plaques and write a scroll. The sutra is engraved into it. But the sutra cannot be viewed directly by me, it can only be read aloud by my side. And Sanniang is the person sent by Emperor Xianzong to recite beside me."

"Later I found out that Sanniang was not an ordinary palace maid, but a concubine of Emperor Xianzong. Moreover, before entering the palace, Sanniang once went to the mountain to learn Taoism. Emperor Xianzong wanted to live forever, and he also went to the mountain to seek Taoism from the old gods. The old immortal agreed to the emperor's request for some reason at that time, and asked Sanniang to follow the emperor into the palace. In the eyes of outsiders, Sanniang was the emperor's concubine, but in fact she was a monk who taught the emperor."

"The past life of this pair of white jade tablets was a strange stone discovered from the East China Sea, which had magical powers. Sanniang asked the emperor to carve the strange stone into a jade tablet, and engraved it with a poem she had studied, "The Heart of the Supreme Jade Emperor" If the emperor wears the "Yin Miao Sutra" on his body and often recites it while meditating, he will get twice the result with half the effort in cultivating Taoism."

Su Houde's voice suddenly became deeper: "Those days, Sanniang was by my side as a companion. She was originally a stranger from the world, but she met me... It was all my fault that I messed up Sanniang's Taoist mind. However, that paragraph These days are the happiest times in my life. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and the White Jade Card finally came to be completed."

"I know that after the jade plaque is completed, Sanniang will return to the emperor. I know even more that even if we love each other deeply, there is no way to combine." Su Houde sighed and said: "I can only stay with this pair of In the jade plaque, Sanniang’s name is quietly engraved on me, I hope Sanniang can feel a little comforted when she sees it.”

As he said that, Su Houde spread out the white jade plaque in his hand: "This is inscribed with my usual inscription. The one in your hand is more secret and requires light to be revealed. It belongs to Sanniang. Name. It was originally the most common thing for a jade maker to put a signature on the product. Especially for me, I already regarded signing the signature as the most common thing, because I was the best craftsman at the time... But I neglected this. It’s something for the emperor of the dynasty, so how can the emperor wear someone else’s name on his body at all times?”

"The emperor not only discovered my name, but also discovered Sanniang's name. At that time, Long Yan was furious." Su Houde said in a hoarse voice: "I realized that the emperor wanted to live forever, but he also wanted to see Sanniang. My heart goes out to you. The emperor wanted to kill me, but Sanniang desperately begged for me. In anger, your majesty invited a demon to put Sanniang's three souls and seven souls into the pair of white jade tablets, and then put me I was beheaded outside the palace. My body and head were separated and sent to the southeast. The real head was missing..."

"I hate you so much. I swear, even if I become a ghost, I will never give up! Even if my fetus is still alive, I will kill the emperor with my own hands and find my Sanniang."

"But the emperor has died, and the jade plaque is unknown where it is."

"I've been searching, life after life."

"I don't know how many times I've been reincarnated."

"But I finally found it!"

Su Houde's eyes suddenly changed, he grabbed Luo Qiu's arm with both hands, and said ferociously: "Give me the jade token! I will free Sanniang! Five hundred years! A full five hundred years! Her soul was separated and sealed. Between two small jade plaques! Do you know her misery!!"

Such behavior did not make Luo Qiu angry. He could feel Su Houde's inner anger and grief at this moment.

But such behavior angered Youye.

She took action directly and slapped Su Houde away, causing him to fall to the ground. As for the jade token he was holding, he lost control and rolled to the side.

Su Houde was startled at this moment and crawled on the ground trying to retrieve the jade token. Unexpectedly, the jade token suddenly rose out of thin air, flew towards the other side, and finally landed in the hands of an old man.

The old man was accompanied by a young man.

After getting the white jade tablet, the old man said solemnly: "This... is supposed to be a belonging of the poor Taoist master's sect. It seems that the record is indeed correct."

"It's you!"

Su Houde clearly recognized this old man. He was the one who rescued him at the auction venue.

And Luo Qiu also recognized it.

The old man's face suddenly turned red at this moment, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Give me back the piece in your hand!"

Almost at the same time, Luo Qiu felt that his body had become very heavy, and the air around him seemed to be squeezing towards him, and he suddenly felt that his breathing was somewhat rapid.

"If you dare to touch my master, you...are seeking death!"

The voice next to You Ye turned cold, his eyes glowed blue, and his hair was floating automatically without wind.