Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 227: smile

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

"There are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people. Be cautious in everything."

He is a man who respects his master very much. The young celestial master without 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.

Sure enough, it was too impulsive.

Mo Mo took a deep breath, trying to balance the chaos in his body. Just seeing the vague influence of the door made him almost go crazy. For him who was still young, it was inevitably too shocking.

But the young celestial master in Longhushan didn't know that another monk who had been rolling in the world of mortals for five hundred years, when facing the door, also vomited blood every day, vomited and vomited, and was about to become a Habit.

The night passed with Mo Mo's breathing adjustment, and the rising sun on the sea level was more punctual than any most sophisticated electronic clock.

But the sky was still bright.

There are also people who have been working since last night until now. They are some young and strong village names in Lu's village, and they have spontaneously organized a 'pioneering team'.

Even if Wu Qiushui said that he had contacted the town government and the rescue team had already set off, the villagers couldn't wait, because the number of people infected with the strange disease had reached a level that would cause the entire Lu family village to panic.

"No, it's okay that the rolling down is dirt, but most of them are rocks. Without a crane, it's difficult to move it manually!"

The village official Xiao Du, who hadn't slept all night, looked at Wu Qiushui now, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was obviously extremely tired.

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

"The patients don't know how long they can survive..." Wu Qiushui frowned. He didn't even know if the patients would...

"Where is the ship?" Wu Qiushui could only ask.

Xiao Du said: "The town told me to arrange for a fishing boat to come... It's just not so fast."

"It can't be delayed for a minute or a second." Wu Qiushui sighed, "It's really impossible, I can only carry the patients one by one on the mountain road."

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

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

At this moment, a young village name rushed over, "It's not good! Secretary, it's not good!"

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

By this time, hundreds of people in Lujia Village had already suffered from the disease, and the number had soared overnight.

"No, no!" The young villager said, "Yes, Mr. Bao and the others! The grandpas and grandmas of the whole village group led a large group of people to Lu Hai's vacation house!"

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

"Say... say they want to arrest people and use them to worship the god of the sea..." The young villager said with an ugly face, "it's not a disease, it's a curse, it's the punishment of the sea god in the sea to Lu's village, and the only way to arrest people is to worship. To be able to hug our village, like, like... "

"Like what? Say!" Wu Qiushui had been the secretary for many years, and now he sternly shouted, with a sense of majesty.

"Just like that time forty-five years ago!"

"Fang Yao!" Wu Qiushui's eyes widened, and his voice changed with anger: "These people, this group of people! They are troublemakers! They are really troublemakers!! Take me there quickly!! Nothing can be said Let this kind of tragedy happen! If this old guy is allowed to mess around, it will be fine! And the law of the country?!"

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

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

To the surprise of the little girl Lu Yiyun, at such an early time, she actually ran into one of the guests of the holiday house in the kitchen.

And so far, the only male guest.

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

I always feel that this younger person doesn't get along as well as Sister Ren, as if she can't laugh... Lu Yiyun could only ask curiously: "Why are you here, are you hungry?"

In fact, I searched for people in the village for a long time yesterday, but I couldn’t eat well. In the end, it was too late, so I temporarily gave up the holiday house I came back from. After returning, Ren Ziling and Lizi were so tired that they fell asleep.

When it was time to eat, it didn't come out.

Luo Qiu walked in, and said calmly: "I just plan to get some porridge...Is this Zi Jiang?"

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

Luo Qiu glanced inside the pot, and suddenly said: "Is this for your grandfather?"

Lu Yiyun nodded and said: "That's right, Grandpa's health and appetite have not been good for the past few years, so he can't eat too greasy things in the morning..."

She shook her head, sighed, and said suddenly: "If I'm free, I'll cook some porridge for him."

Luo Qiu said: "You don't seem to have slept this night."

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

Luo Qiu had already started washing the rice, the little girl glanced at the porridge she was about to cook, then at the rice Luo Qiu was picking up, moved her lips, but in the end she still couldn't say anything.

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

Yesterday, I accidentally heard about the relationship between these few people from the mouths of these guests. The little girl was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered what Luo Qiu said yesterday that her sister had a bad stomach, and she couldn't help exclaiming: "Mr. , you are so kind to your family!"

Luo Qiu said indifferently: "Aren't you the same?"

Lu Yiyun lowered her head in embarrassment.

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

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

"Hard to say."

Lu Yiyun said again: "You...how do you see 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 think about 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 and noisy sound outside the holiday house, as if someone was knocking on the door quickly. At least a few different voices were heard at the moment.

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

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

I saw Luo Qiu walking directly towards the door of the kitchen right now, right in the sight of the little girl.

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

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

At this time, the smile on the little girl's face froze instantly. (.)