Trafford’s Trading Club

Mount Tai, in a farmhouse at the foot of a certain mountain peak.

A fair-skinned young man who must have been around 21 or 22 years old ran back all the way as if covering something with his hands, smiling like a child playing in the mud at the end of the village.

"Brother Momo! Brother Momo! Look what I caught... Hey, brother Momo, what are you looking at?"

The young man looked curiously at another young man with brightly dyed golden hair who was sitting on a simple wooden chair and looking at the screen of his mobile phone.

Like a... gangster with a story.

"Xiao Zhan." Mo Mo casually looked at the young man in front of him who was more than three years younger than him. He was entrusted by his senior Yang Taizi. He had been looking after this guy named Zhan'er all the way.

According to the rules of the monastic world, Zhan'er should call him senior brother... But, what age is this, naturally there is no such particularity.

Mo Mo was really speechless about Zhan'er along the way. This guy's character is probably not just that of a twelve- or thirteen-year-old man, he's just a cricket, and he's actually happy to be like this.

"It's nothing." Mo Mo smiled and said, "I'm just checking to see if there are any new wanted orders recently. Xiao Zhan, let's go out to live in the world of mortals. Although we are used to eating and sleeping in the open, everything goes as it comes. But living in modern times, some things are still essential, because they can save us a lot of trouble, such as... money!"

"I know money." Xiao Zhan nodded and said, "Every time my master goes down the mountain, he goes to the pawn shop to pawn something in exchange for money."

Mo Mo smiled slightly and said: "That is one of the ways we can make money. Most of the seniors have some wealth, and some randomly picked things can even be sold at high prices in the society. But this This is also what the seniors did. Those like us who have just come down from the mountain can only choose other methods...for example, to catch those wanted criminals who have been rewarded by the police."

Zhan'er looked like he was taught something, nodded quickly and said, "Did you see anything useful?"

Mo Mo said casually: "I have seen a lot, but the reward amount is too low, and I have no interest in wasting this effort. Another bonus is okay, but it is too far away from us, so it is not worth it."

With that said, Momo casually handed the phone to Zhan'er.

"Wow...what a scary face!"

Zhan'er immediately stuck out his tongue and looked at the photo on the screen. It was a very scary man with scars all over his face, "It's called... Oh, I saw it! Chasing the Wind! Xuan Hong is... thirty Ten thousand."

However, this little Taoist priest who had never seen much of the world probably had no idea about 300,000 yuan, so after a few glances, he returned the phone to Mo Mo's hand.

I don’t think there is any need for money.

When you're hungry, there are a lot of fruits you can eat on the mountain, as well as game you can hunt, and when you're thirsty, there's sweet spring water... It feels like there's no place where you can get money, right?

"By the way, Brother Momo, how long do we have to stay here? It's been several days." Zhan'er asked while teasing the crickets he had caught.

"It's almost time. It won't be long before it's time to meet up." Mo Mo said calmly: "This is a major event that happens once every ten years in our monastic world. You have to be patient. And waiting is also a kind of cultivation."

Zhan'er rolled his eyes and thought for a long time, but he said in confusion: "Is it really so important? Calling Penglai or something... Speaking of which, what exactly is Penglai? Besides, doesn't it always fail?"

Mo Mo shook his head and said: "I don't know much about it. I just know that this is a rule in the monastic community to come once every ten years. To be honest, this is my first time to participate. As for Penglai... I heard my master tell me However, it seems to be related to the Fairy Road to Heaven. It is said to be...a fairy land where all our wishes can come true."

"All wishes?" Zhan'er became interested in this, and his eyes suddenly brightened, "Really!"

Mo Mo smiled and said: "That's what I said, but for countless years, I haven't heard that it was successful. Maybe it's just a mythical legend. It seems that you are so motivated, what do you want? A wish come true?”

Zhan'er nodded seriously.

Momo asked curiously: "What is your wish?"

Zhan'er said more seriously: "I want a psp! The master always won't buy it for me!"

Mo Mo was stunned, not knowing what to think, but fell silent.

Zhan'er asked again: "Brother Momo, what is your wish?"

"Mine?" Mo Mo suddenly looked out the window and asked after a while: "What would my wish... be?"

"Brother Momo?"

Mo Mo breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "It's okay... I'm going to do my homework and meditate. Xiao Zhan, you can go out and play for a while."

Zhan'er was a little disappointed, but he didn't force anything. He just laughed and said, "Then I'll dig some sweet potatoes and bake them for you! I'm so hungry after meditating!"

Looking at the figure running out happily, Momo didn't know why, "I want a psp... What kind of wish is this? Is it considered a wish?"

Momo slowly closed her eyes and began to meditate.

Penglai... Penglai, does it really exist?

…

It's still Mount Tai...but in another part of Mount Tai.

On the top of a mountain covered with green ancient trees, at the highest point, there is a beautiful figure looking into the distance... looking at the place that has been used as a Zen platform since ancient times.

She was as cold as ice, her eyes were like flat mirrors, and she didn't know what she was thinking... Suddenly, a little squirrel came to her feet.

After the squirrel arrived, he didn't understand. He stood up on tiptoes and looked up at this figure, which was extremely huge for it.

She smiled slightly at this time... and just smiled, "Are you here to see the scenery too?"

Naturally, the squirrel couldn't answer her words.

But at this time, she looked into the distance again and said to herself: "Last time, I couldn't come because I was just a child. I don't know...what it will be like this time. Penglai...maybe... It’s just a legend.”

In the past five hundred years, she has not always participated in this kind of tradition in the monastic world. Only after she finished practicing that special technique and before finding the right time, she would quietly come across it. arrival.

I shouldn't have come this time...if it wasn't because I woke up too quickly this time.

Until the sunset, she remained motionless. Only after the red light finally fell on the top of the mountain, a sad color suddenly appeared on her face.

She said softly: "Master... How many times will Sanniang have to die before she can see you again?"

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"Come on, let's get to know each other. This is Master Huang!" Ren Ziling was introducing a strange-looking guy in front of Luo Qiu.

Wearing a Tang suit, a pair of sunglasses, gray hair and a gray beard, he sat very still... and seemed to be an unsmiling person.

He looks like he's in his fifties.

Luo Qiu finally discovered a more serious problem. That is, if he doesn't use any ability as a boss, sometimes it will be really difficult for him to understand what the strange circuit in Ren Ziling's mind is thinking.

No matter what, I have to call You Ye out for a meal!

Otherwise I won’t wash my socks for three days… No, no, I won’t wash my underwear for a week! I threw it into the living room! Throw it in front of your door! ! I want to eat durian in your room! !

"Then Master, You Ye should go and choose a suitable set of clothes."

Fortunately, the maid is always so considerate and solves her master's problems without any complaints.

So there was this scene that just happened, at a booth near the window of a spicy crayfish restaurant.

But this time Ren Ziling didn't bring pears with her.

After the introduction, Ren Ziling suddenly pulled Luo Qiu to a place, leaving the maid and Master Huang sitting opposite each other... Master Huang still remained silent, and it seemed that he was not at all affected by the maid. As if attracted by beauty.

"So... who is this Master Huang?" Luo Qiu frowned.

The deputy editor-in-chief Ren turned on the auntie mode at this time and said in a serious manner: "Master Huang, I asked for a lot of favors to invite him. Let me tell you, Master Huang is very good at telling fortunes! Especially when it comes to predicting marriage. BaZi! Every calculation is accurate! Although we are people who believe in science, this is passed down from our ancestors, so it doesn’t hurt to listen to it! Why don’t you and Youye do the math together? "

Boss Luo opened his mouth slightly.

Marriage...horoscope?