Trafford’s Trading Club

No one, at least no outsiders... or faggots.

The iron whistle slowly climbed out of one of the large piles of cement pipes. At this time, its eyeballs spinning like lizards, at great angles, all around it.

It suddenly turns its head and feels something in this direction… something it feels dangerous but it can't see.

It's right here. Why can't you see?

It felt uneasy, so it cracked open the mouthpiece with dense teeth, screamed sharply... and spit out its flexible tongue.

It's like a snake showing its horror.

But despite the intense appearance of the iron whistle, it is true that Lochu is here at the moment and has little feeling… the danger is not relevant to him.

Nor did Boss Lo say anything about iron whistles… every Guest has their own life, so something needs to be conceived.

I feel like a club owner waiting to taste a wine that will leave the country, so patience has always been good - but it doesn't mean time is better.

Simply put, just to kill time.

As a creature that is created, it is a great material for time… if the creature that is created begins to create new ideologies, it is even an unexpected harvest.

“Don't be nervous.” Lochu spoke slowly.

But he did not intend to appear in front of the iron whistle - even the Dark Soul Messenger could appear as a voice at the bottom of the Guest's heart, not to mention the master of his Dark Soul Messengers.

“I'm not going to do anything to you, I'm just...” Lochu said at his discretion and finally: “It's just a little boring, maybe you can chat with me. ”

This is the same language that cheese speaks - but many times the iron whistle doesn't necessarily know exactly what cheese means, it can only be understood roughly.

But at this point, it was very clear what this voice meant… it began to feel something, and it retracted its horrible appearance and made a low cry.

- Can you make me understand? What are you doing here? You said you wouldn't do anything to me, but I felt you were in danger. Why can't I see you...

And this low cry contains a lot of information.

“Just think of it as an exchange of ideas.” 'Besides, you're much smarter than I thought,' said Rochu. At least the last time I met you, you shouldn't have been able to articulate your thoughts. ”

“Have you seen me? When, why haven't I seen you? ”

“It's just a coincidence, the last time I was in a supermarket… but I don't know if it happened.” Rochu Moling said, “Because I'm not sure about the same thing these days. It just so happens that I don't know it works for me. ”

Iron whistle: “I don't understand. ”

“Neither do I.” Rochu said softly: “So just leave the question that no one understands… I'm still more interested in your business. Can you tell me why you like to stay with cheese so much? ”

“I don't know.” The iron whistle shook its head.

I don't know if I encounter a reason why I can communicate like this... The reason why I can communicate like this is, "I want to eat him, I really want to eat him, but I can't open my mouth every time. There's something bothering me. ”

Lochu nodded.

He suddenly felt that the iron whistle was a good individual —— not a motive, of course, just a confession of its kind.

Probably because it hasn't learned what it means to be hidden.

Rochu felt that this kind of communication was beginning to get interesting, "Do you think it was good or bad? ”

“Not good." The iron whistle said.

“Why?” Boss's idiom, which can guide Iron Whistle thinking.

The iron whistle was silent for a while and should have been thinking, but soon it turned out: “I'm not feeling well… I don't know how to say it, I'm just not feeling well. ”

“Is it pain?” Rochu asked.

“What is pain?” The iron whistle asked.

Boss Luo suddenly struck a ringing finger, and the iron whistle had cracked open a mouth and flowed a light green liquid.

This made the iron whistle scream painfully… but the wound quickly recovered as it had been.

"This is the most direct manifestation of pain," said Rochu. Of course, pain does not necessarily occur physically, sometimes in the mind. Superficial pain, and inherent pain. For humans, physical pain is generally no more than inherent pain, which generally makes humans sad. ”

Once again, the iron whistle starts to get scared and shrink its body… it is also invisible, but suddenly it hurts itself and suddenly makes itself feel more afraid of the 'sound’ of recovery.

But it's more curious: "Sadness, what is it? ”

“Sad I didn't mean to make you feel it directly.” Rochu continued: “Let yourself find out, it's yours. ”

“I still don't get it.” The iron whistle shook his head and looked ridiculous.

But it shook its head for the first time, and it learned to shake its head. This learning is fast, if not incredible… because it still doesn't have a way of seeing the talking guy.

“I have a lot of things I don't understand.” Rochu suddenly said, "No one understands everything. Understood, because of experience. But we've been through it, and we don't necessarily know it… sometimes we just know it. ”

“Still don't get it.” The iron whistle shook its head again, "you could just let me know. ”

“It's okay, because you're learning fast.” Rochu said softly, "And I'm not going to help you anymore. ”

“How can you help me?” The iron whistle suddenly questioned.

Rather than answer, Rocciu asked, "You're still going to eat cheese, right? ”

The iron whistle was silent for a long time, and finally the curtain snapped, “My body needs him, so yes, even if it's painful. ”

“What an honest answer.” Rochu nodded: “That's enough for today… and to thank you for letting me have an interesting time, I can tell you what the state of silence was called just now. ”

“What's your name? ”

“hesitate.” Boss Lo said softly, "Thinking creatures often hesitate before making a painful decision. ”

“hesitate…” The iron whistle was silenced for a long time before shouting low again.

But after this cry, it can no longer hear the sound of talking next to it… it seems to have left. Its curtains began to blink again, suddenly adding a glimmer of thought.

Once again, the iron whistle returns to the cement pipe where it finds itself feeling hungry and able to endure.

……

……

I heard Xiaojiang's father had a good job in the human world - a high school teacher. But his mother was a full-time housewife.

Of course, even if Xiaojiang's mother did not work, her father's salary was fully sufficient for the family and the place of residence was quite good.

Chase Wind knows where Xiaojiang lives, but he rarely comes back. Once upon a time, even if it was just passing by, it would rush by... because he knew that Koe's mother didn't treat him very well.

He is now squatting in a branch of a banyan tree, measuring what is happening in the apartment through the leaf crevices - Koe has just returned home.

The eyes of the wind are full of haze.

In the apartment, Xiaojiang shrunk his shoulders and lowered his head, which was already small, he seemed a little smaller at the moment.

The reason he lowered his head was because of the swollen woman standing in front of him - his mother.

Xiaojiang has feared his mother more than his father since he was a child... probably because he was away for a long time.

“Why are you back so late? Have you been playing again? ”

“Not…”

Xiaojiang's mother frowned and suddenly approached Xiaojiang and sniffed, “How do you smell of rats and cats? Have you been playing with that cheese again? Didn't I tell you many times not to spend all day with guys like that in the sewer? That's the bottom of the demon race. It's not good for you at all! If you have time, go to Lord Long's place more often, show your face, and when you grow up, look after you too! ”

“Mom, cheese isn't useless...” Xiaojiang whispered.

“What's the use? It's just the rat at the bottom.” Jiang Ma despised: “Everyone in the human world shouted and rats in the monster world were the best, and hiding in the sewer all day long, think disgusting! I heard that Shu's father died a while ago. You leaned over and didn't know if you would bring bad luck to our house! I don't care. You're not allowed to hang out with that kind of guy anymore! Otherwise, don't go through my door! ”

“Mom, how can you do this?” Xiaojiang raised his head.

Jiang Ma glanced angrily, “Didn't you hear what I said? ”

“Hear... hear.” Xiaojiang still doesn't have the courage to say more.

Mother Jiang just sat down, “I'm doing this strictly for your own good! Don't say anything else, just say what was the name of the one you used to hang out with... chase the wind! By the way, chase the wind! You see, since you've been hanging out with him, how bad have you been? Let me ask you, have you been playing with this guy lately? ”

“No more.” Xiaojiang shook his head, "I won't play with him anymore. ”

Jiang Mother also saw Xiaojiang's obedience for the first time. “That's right! Son, I'm so glad you made that decision! You know that, right? That chase wind is unclear, the road wild, no father, no mother, no tutor, recalcitrance, sooner or later, this character will also cause trouble, involving you! ”

“Mom, I don't want to talk about the wind chase anymore.” Xiaojiang shook his head, "I'm a little tired. Can I take a break from the room first? ”

“Go… wait, show me all your homework. ”

Xiaojiang was helpless and could only open the schoolbag, and all the homework was taken off the ground - he suddenly discovered that one of the homework was missing!

“Probably left it at school, I'll go back and get it.” Xiaojiang looked at his mother's less impatient divinity and said hastily - even hurriedly opening the door and leaving.

……

Xiaojiang kicked an empty soda tank quite irritably in the street... and failed to kick it into the trash.

He frowned more uncomfortably.

“The school didn't... fell somewhere?” Xiaojiang had to frown.

He remembered that after halving his homework, he went to the cheese to wait for him, but because the cheese had to take care of his brother and sister, he waited for a while...

“Is that where it left off? ”

Xiaojiang sighed. I just felt that things had not gone well in the past few days. I thought that if it hadn't been for the wind chase, it probably wouldn't have happened like this.

He quickly walked towards the open space.

“Cheese! Cheese, are you there? Did I leave my homework here? Cheese... isn't there? ”

Xiao Jiangsuo walked in on his own. Anyway, he came to this place many times, "It did fall here. ”

Xiaojiang picked up his textbook from inside and shook his head helplessly, sighing at his carelessness... but at this moment, he felt what was coming from behind him.

This made him turn around in a hurry, and there was a huge shadow in front of him, which scared him down!

At this time, a brain bigger than his body approached, Xiaojiang fixed his eyes and had to take a breath, “What, it was an iron whistle that scared me to death. ”

Xiaojiang shook his head and hid his cowardice.

But because of the cheese, Xiaojiang had already touched the cheese and even reached out and touched it, and was not afraid at this time, "Tie Whistle, do you know where the cheese went... by the way, I forgot you can't even talk. ”

The iron whistle's curtains just clicked open.

Xiaojiang's heart moved at this moment and suddenly said: "Iron whistle, would you like to come out? I can play with you before the cheese comes back. ”

The iron whistle skewed its head and seemed to be thinking about the proposal.

But Xiaojiang has climbed out of the pipe and waved: “Come out, I can take you to find something to eat... I think you want raw meat, don't you? If you want to come out and play with me for a while, I can buy you fresh meat with my dime. ”

The iron whistle suddenly froze and slowly climbed out of the pipe.

Before the open ground, Xiaojiang measured the iron whistle again, "Iron whistle, what kind of breed do you think you are? How were you born? ”

The iron whistle does not move, only the tail is swinging slowly.

Xiaojiang was bored at the moment and learned to look like cheese. He waved: “Iron whistle, get down! ”

The iron whistle remains motionless.

“Iron whistle, get down! ”

The iron whistle is still static.

Xiaojiang frowned, “Iron Whistle, if you don't squat down, don't eat! ”

The iron whistle just blinked.

Jiang was unhappy. At this time, he rode directly onto the body of the iron whistle. He clamped his legs around the neck of the iron whistle and grabbed a corner of his head. He waved and clapped: "Iron whistle, fly! Fly! I'll let you fly! ”

When I saw the iron whistle, Xiaojiang's legs started to move, "Damn, even you looked down on me!! ”

He suddenly pounded again towards the head of the iron whistle.

The tail of the iron whistle then burst out like lightning, penetrating the belly of the river from behind.

Ah--!

Blood!