Trafford’s Trading Club

Lochu soaked some water in her handkerchief and gently applied it to Pear's face, erasing the dirt from her face.

Pear fell asleep, apparently very quiet.

This is a lost farmhouse in the neighborhood, very simple —— or completely empty.

It feels like Pear has no problem sleeping on the ground, Boss Lo, just sweeping off the dust on the ground.

The maid pushed the door in.

Lo Qiu purified her hands and said, “She's in a bit of a danger, so I did it myself. Don't bother this time. ”

Yu Night just smiled and looked at the pear lying on the ground... if it wasn't a pear but something else, there would probably be no such treatment.

Of course, the maid who knows this is not going to say, “Master, I found where Airyu is hiding... Airyu is average, but if I lean too far in, I should be able to perceive something. ”

Rochu nodded, “Anything else? ”

"In addition to that collaborator, there seemed to be something there… something rather ugly, filled with despair and moaning. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Rochu said softly, “It's a demonic matter, and since it's not a customer's request, it's none of our business. Su Zijun should be cured in these two days. Let them settle whatever conflicts she has with Sayuri. As long as the city doesn't blow up. ”

Rocciu turned around and overturned his palm with an extra bottle of water.

After placing the water bottle next to the pear, he looked at Yukon: "We're going to the last sealing point, and we can't let the unknowingly thin parties put a little pressure on it. ”

……

The owner of the club left with the maid... Pear would soon recover and wake up... and he wouldn't know what he was going through.

As for Lo Qiu, he didn't want to do anything for Su Zijun, nor would he be able to stop what Airyu wanted to do.

He was simply reluctant to see the city, which was feeding itself, fall victim to confrontation between the two sides.

So he and Unight arrived at the third sealing point, deep underground in the city, where the sun would never be seen.

It was supposed to be so dark here.

But here, there is light... very bright and bright light!

But it is not the golden light emitted by the seal of the spell, but the light that is called the light of the Spirit - the light of this powerful spiritual vein itself.

“Beautiful." Unight gave a gentle overview.

Like countless flowing gases, like liquid streams… they are bound by something and flow slowly in an orderly fashion.

Inside, there are countless star-like lights, like a silver bright star river, the vast spiritual vein, like a great river.

For the first time, Rocchu saw something that would have appeared in this original myth, and it was quite remarkable. With Unight, he crossed the underground river that flowed in front of him - a spiritual vein that grew as if it were attached to this underground river.

Flowing underground river water suddenly fired a water column, turned into a platform, caught Rochu and Yu Night, and finally continued to lift the two to the nearest underground spiritual vein.

Lochu couldn't help but reach for this spiritual vein.

When his palm slowly went deep and almost completely out of the palm, Lochu suddenly fainted. He stood here quietly, his eyes seemed to never see anything again.

Night Slightly opens her mouth, she can feel something wrong with her owner... something very wrong.

She looked at Lochu, watching his eyes start to get wet, and a drop of tears came from his eyes.

He was crying… this was the first time the maid had ever seen it.

A black flame of apprenticeship erupted suddenly in the palms of the night… followed by two! Night Night's hands opened slightly, and the black flames on the left and right sides began to get more violent.

She doesn't need to know why her master is crying... just know that this spiritual vein is enough to make her master cry - because it is unforgivable.

“Don't.”

Just as the flame was about to hit the spiritual vein, Rocchu reached out and grabbed Yunight's palm... his palm gently covered his palm and put out the black flame.

As if he had come back, Rochu looked at Yu Night and said softly: "No, don't hurt him. ”

“Master, you...”

“I'm fine. ”

Rochu sighed softly and laughed. He grabbed Yunight's palm again and slowly sent her palm into the spiritual vein, "Let go… feel. ”

She'll do what the master says, whatever she says.

So she closed her eyes and felt it seriously with the soul that gave her all the thought and ability to act in her body.

From desert to shallots.

From barren to fertile.

From deserted smoke to gradually having the first pair of footprints, the second pair of footprints… lots of footprints.

Sweat, songs, lights... the lights of a million homes.

Joy, sadness, joy, sadness, smile, cry... a different face.

Different times, different clouds, different winds, clouds scattered.

“Feel that?” Lochu mumbled in the ears of the night: “Its memories… the memories of this city, the memories of this land… its history, its everything, everything. ”

From nothing to nothing, as if to see this land with your own eyes, this city, from nothing to nothing, as if to see a life grow.

“It…” Night opened his eyes, surprised: “It has consciousness. ”

Lochu nodded softly, "Like a baby… a magnificent soul that is growing in its body… it will mature and release an unimaginable glow. ”

Lochu raised his head and measured everything he could see in this spiritual vein —— even if it was just a small part of it.

He said, "I want to see it. You stay with me. ”

……

……

I found a bottle of water and a place to sleep… but most surprisingly I found that the wounds on my body seemed to be perfectly fine.

Pears begin to think about many possibilities.

But she doesn't seem to have any other clues than this bottle of water... but she doesn't think it was the female monster she saved who came back to save her.

But who could have saved her?

Good people passing by? Don't be a good man with a purpose... or a bad man with a purpose? People you don't know?

Pear shook his head.

She has tried to wait here for a long time, thinking she could wait for the one who saved her… but with time flowing, Pear could feel that she would not wait.

Didn't die... seems like a happy thing too?

Pear's face wasn't too happy.

Soon after dawn, Pear touched his stomach and decided to leave the place. Because she knew that just one bottle of water, she was supposed to be hungry.

“Oops, all of a sudden I want to eat the porridge made by Ren's sister, but the early days by the river are also very good... I'm in a complicated mood! ”

Pear hums a song and leaves alone.