Trafford’s Trading Club

There were not many candles found, and of course they were only in limited supply for Song Tianyou and others, as well as Zhang Qinrui.

As for the bodyguards, they try to squeeze into one room temporarily.

Because there was no electricity, Uncle Wu could only ask the bodyguards to get some firewood to make a fire and boil some hot water for everyone to wash and drink... In general, it was to cope with the night.

Song Haoran likes adventure and is used to eating and sleeping outdoors, so he has no objection to this. As for Mr. Song, he is not a person who has endured hardships, so he is taking it calmly.

Song Ying didn't say anything. Such conditions were actually much more comfortable than the days she spent in the village during the summer camp when she was a child. Of course, she was not trained to the standards of a warrior. She was just learning some self-protection abilities and survival in the wild. skills.

Among them, the one who is least used to it is probably Zhang Qinrui. After all, Zhang Lilanfang does not use the Song family's methods to cultivate his descendants.

But Miss Zhang didn't get used to it at all, and she didn't complain at all. This fact made Song Tianyou quite appreciative.

Song Haoran had just come out of the bathroom and wiped his hair with a towel. Originally, he had planned to invite Luo Qiu to take a bath together, because this could promote the growth of feelings and friendship between men, but unfortunately he was dismissed without saying a word. Luo Qiu refused with a smile.

What a pity...Song Haoran thought to himself.

Because he was wiping his hair while walking around, and there was no lighting, Song Haoran accidentally hit his head. It didn't hurt, but it made Song Haoran suddenly dazzled.

In a daze, Song Haoran suddenly thought of something.

That was when he and Luo Qiu came in, they saw the crawling strange shadow that Song Bo said. Song Haoran knew his own affairs, let alone the matter of the 'Sun God Badge' on his body. When spying, I also encounter some weird things by chance, so I can be open-minded.

The key is how Luo Qiu did it?

What's even more incredible is that at that moment... no, in the time period before he kowtowed, he actually subconsciously acquiesced to this, and even felt that it seemed to be a matter of course, and directly accepted the past, not to mention not feeling anything strange. place.

what is this?

Song Haoran gave way and stood in the corridor, and gradually he became a little distracted in his thinking. At this moment, his shoulder was suddenly tapped hard by something.

It was a hand stretched out from the darkness...

…

The palm belonged to Uncle Wu. When he saw Song Haoran standing here alone, he was curious and patted it lightly.

Song Haoran turned around and saw Uncle Wu holding a candle and a thermos bottle, "Oh... Uncle Wu, is there something wrong?"

Obviously, the bold Song Haoran was not scared.

"Young Master, I'm asking you what's wrong... What are you doing standing here alone?" Uncle Wu frowned and asked.

Song Haoran was startled and said subconsciously: "It's nothing, I was just thinking about something... Hey, strange, what was I thinking about just now?"

He had indeed forgotten what he had just thought of. He was trying to find it in his mind, but he could never find any trace... But Uncle Wu was still here, looking at him strangely.

Song Haoran smiled casually and said, "I was wondering why Song Bo said it was haunted, but there is still no movement at all."

"Shen Shen Nao Nao..." Fifth Uncle shook his head helplessly, "Young Master, I won't chat with you anymore. I will send you some hot water."

"Go." Song Haoran nodded.

He watched Uncle Wu leave from the corridor, then frowned and said to himself: "Strange... what was I just thinking about, why can't I remember it?"

With doubts, he did not go to his room, but quietly climbed up to the roof, sat up cross-legged, rested fully, and became full of energy. Song Haoran's senses were fully opened at this time.

The entire structure of the Song family's ancestral home began to gradually emerge in his mind... It was a three-dimensional line drawing of the building.

…

…

The same three-dimensional drawing of architectural lines was now appearing in front of Luo Qiu. To be precise, it appeared on the table in the room where he was.

Luo Qiu walked around the table, then put his hand into the three-dimensional drawing of the lines, wiped it in different places, then ignored it and walked out of the room.

On the road, he met several bodyguards of the Song family who were patrolling. However, Luo Qiu's passive passive skills were fully activated. Even if the bodyguards passed by him, they did not notice his existence.

Maybe it's just a pebble on the road, maybe it's just a weed... I definitely wouldn't think it was Young Master Qiu of the Song family.

Later, Luo Qiu came to the backyard of the Song family's ancestral house.

Although it is said to be a backyard, it is extremely spacious, with rockeries, forests, and small bridges and flowing water. Although it has been abandoned for a long time, some of the former grandeur can still be seen.

Luo Qiu walked slowly and stopped when he came to an ancient well. He looked around and saw a shadow flashing in the surrounding trees, like a monkey playing pranks in the forest.

Suddenly, something quickly approached Luo Qiu from behind, and there was a rustling sound on the grass.

Luo Qiu turned around calmly and saw that the crawling figure he had seen before suddenly appeared behind him.

His arms were pressed to the ground, and his elbows were raised high, like the forelimbs of a spider.

The clothes he was wearing were torn in many places, his hair was disheveled, and his face was stained. His eyes shone with a fierce light like an untamed beast, and his throat growled low, which seemed to be the bestiality of a wild beast.

The moment Luo Qiu turned around, he stopped like this, his eyes alert and his teeth bared.

"Do you really think of yourself as a beast?" Luo Qiu suddenly looked down at the man crawling on the ground and said.

But he didn't respond, he just opened his mouth and let out a deeper and more penetrating wild growl.

"We met before, do you remember?" Luo Qiu squatted down slowly, "It should have been twice. The first time was at a small antique auction. The second time was at your master's house. Inside the Taoist temple.”

While speaking, Luo Qiu slowly stretched out his finger towards his forehead and tapped it lightly.

"Think about it."

Under Luo Qiu's voice, his ferocious expression gradually began to calm down. Violence can indeed change a person's appearance in many cases, making people become scary. When violence gradually disappears, people become less so. horrible.

If the dirt on this face were removed, then underneath the dirt, it would probably be a pretty face.

Zhan'er.

This beast-like thing turned out to be the disciple of the Taoist priest Yang Taizi, a little Taoist priest with a childlike innocence.

"Who are you……"

When his vision returned to clearness, he glanced at Luo Qiu in confusion, then fell asleep, and then fell to the ground. Only behind him, there was some faint golden light at the moment.

It was a strange mark attached to the skin on Zhan'er's back, much like the ghostly drawings written on yellow paper by Taoist priests.

Luo Qiu took a look and felt something was special. He planned to reach out and touch it. Many times when his eyesight could no longer see through his true thoughts, he could only feel it in the most primitive way, through direct contact.

But just when Luo Qiu was about to touch the mark on Zhan'er's back, a low cold voice came from behind.

"Don't move! Don't move him!"

Luo Qiu stood up.

The voice continued to sound behind Luo Qiu... It sounded like it was coming from the ancient well, "You guys who want to practice Taoism, don't you want the heart of heaven, the earth, the heart of the people..."

The voice was weak and still vaguely trembling.

"You're injured like this, can't you take a good rest?" Luo Qiu turned around and said casually: "Mr. Momo."

The dark clouds quietly moved away, and then the moonlight became bright and clear. The moonlight scattered in the winter night. For ordinary people, this weak light was not enough to see things, but for Momo, he could already clearly see the appearance of the person in front of him.

He opened his mouth, a little confused, but more surprised, "You are... it's you! Senior!"

This turned out to be the weird 'senior' with whom he had discussed the warmth and coldness of people's hearts at the seaside of Lujiacun. It was also because of that discussion that Momo finally ushered in the meeting after traveling down the mountain for a long time. A rare enlightenment, and an important sublimation in the journey of spiritual cultivation.

Unless this sublimation made him more determined to practice Taoism and his magic power increased, he would not be able to bring Zhan'er out of the battle between the heroes of Mount Tai. Although he would be in as much embarrassment as he was, it was Under the eyes of many Taoist seniors!

"Actually, I should be younger than you." Luo Qiu said suddenly.

Mo Mo was startled, then shook his head and said: "Those who achieve first come first. What's more, senior has given me some grace. Mo Mo will never forget it in his life, so it's not an exaggeration to call him senior."

Luo Qiu did not dwell on this topic. He took a look at Momo's appearance at this time and found that it could be described as miserable.

His lips were chapped and turned blue, his chest was wrapped in a large piece of gauze, and there was even blood oozing out...the blood was darker in color.

"You seem to be poisoned?"

Mo Mo coughed twice, then smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, I was poisoned... What I didn't expect was the viciousness of those who claim to be righteous people... The coldest thing is the heart of the people. Senior, you are right, as long as you are a human being, When your heart should be cold, it’s still cold.”

"Let me take a look for you." Luo Qiu walked up to Mo Mo and said softly: "Stretch out your hand."

Mo Mo's current state is extremely bad. Not to mention this senior whom he still cannot understand. Even if a Taoist who is much weaker than him comes, he can only sit back and wait for death... so he almost doesn't think about it. Just stretch out your arms.

Subconsciously, he was willing to trust this senior and felt that he did not covet the 'Emperor's Order' that everyone was fighting for.

Luo Qiu now covered Mo Mo's palm with his palm, and then closed his eyes.

At this moment, Mo Mo only felt that the feeling of sedimentation and weakness in his body was slowly disappearing, and the toxins that suppressed the mana in his body seemed to be disappearing little by little.

He felt his own changes incredulously, and at the same time, he looked at the senior's expression without any difficulty.

How could he dissolve the hard-to-eliminate toxins in his body so easily?

"alright."

When Luo Qiu opened his eyes, Mo Mo already felt that his whole body was smooth. Although he was still tired, he was extremely relaxed.

At this time, Luo Qiu took his palm away, and saw a dark bead the size of a dragon's eye following his palm away.

This is a polymer made from toxins extracted from Momo's body.

"These toxins will probably pollute the environment no matter how they are treated, so just leave them here?" Luo Qiu said suddenly.

Momo nodded blankly.

Luo Qiu magically made a small box and put the poison in it. Anyway, Mo Mo didn't know how this senior took out the things and sent them away... It was probably the legendary sleeve A spell like "Li Qian Kun"?

"Thank you, senior, for your life-saving grace." Mo Mo clasped his fists at this moment, "I will never say thank you for your kindness. From now on, whenever senior has instructions, and it does not violate morality, Mo Mo will never shirk it!"

"It's better not to make such a promise." Luo Qiu shook his head.

Momo was startled again.

Luo Qiu said again: "Since you can't do something easily, why do you have to promise it?"

"As long as it doesn't violate morality, Momo will go through fire and water for anything without hesitation!" The young Celestial Master from Longhu Mountain in front of him had a firm gaze.

But Luo Qiu said: "If you want something, you have a need... If the need cannot be used beyond the boundaries of morality, and it is just a need, then... do you want to repay your kindness or not?"

"Senior, I..."

"I don't need you to help me." Luo Qiu shook his head again, "Besides, the preciousness of this kind of promise lies in its own giving, but if conditions are added to the promise, there is no difference compared to not allowing it. .”

Momo was silent for a long time, and finally exhaled heavily, "Thank you, senior, for your guidance."

"It's not advice, it's just my personal opinion." Luo Qiu said calmly: "It has nothing to do with you, it's just that I don't accept it unilaterally. People's hearts are also complicated. You have a lot to learn, and I also have a lot to experience. Many, no one is wiser or ahead of anyone else.”

"Senior!" But Mo Mo didn't seem to give up so easily, "Then, let me put it another way... the kindness of enlightenment and the feeling of saving lives will never be forgotten! It doesn't matter if the senior is good or evil, as long as the senior is in danger, I will Life will stand in front of you!"

"It's too heavy." Luo Qiu shook his head, "Let's put this matter down... First, tell me what's going on between you and him. Are the hauntings in Wangjia Valley and Songjia Village all caused by you?"

"I'm afraid this matter will start when the 'Emperor's Order' on Zhan'er comes out." Mo Mo sighed, "That day..."