Trafford’s Trading Club

Though Christmas Eve is a festival of ships, in today's era of intercultural invasion between East and West, young people in the East mostly used it almost as a traditional festival.

Of course it's a date!

Big hotels have already been booked full of rooms, and tickets to major exhibitors have been sold out, the nights of Christmas Eve have not arrived, most of the new generations are no longer willing to work, looking at the wall clock, and meeting tomorrow is a weekend holiday, I believe that accumulating a week of work pressure will definitely get a good release.

“Stop dreaming! Even if it's Christmas, it won't change the nature of you single dogs! Give me overtime! ”

In the newspaper where the First Vice Editor-in-Chief served, the boss stood at the door of the office with his hands forked, cursing at a crowd of employees who had no intention of working.

As the pear eater of the melon crowd had no pressure on this accusation of a single dog, an effort was being made to eliminate a new flavor of potato chips, but any vice editor next to him looked sad and sighed, like a woman trapped deep in the house watching the autumn leaves fade.

For a moment, Pear seemed to see a landlord's concubine dressed and dressed in sadness during the Meiji New Era 100 years ago.

“Sister Ren, what's wrong? ”

“I'm going to die...” Ren Ziling lay on the table, the look of the loser has been completely irreversible, as if it had been spoiled countless times, looking desperately at Pear: “No performance this month, I still haven't written three more articles, the column hasn't been written... I have to write the push of the public account tonight...”

“But Sister Ren, working overtime is the right way to open it everyday. ”

The sound of the chips breaking in Pear's mouth was like the sound of Ren Ziling's broken glass heart. She opened her eyelids helplessly, "Rochu told me to eat tonight, said it was a sad holiday, and Yu night... I pushed her away. Because this damn overtime..."

Pear blinked, “I'm with you. ”

“No kiddie, thanks. ”

“Chips?” Pears still blinked, some reluctantly, but took out a slice of the chips and fed them.

Ren Ziling also opened his mouth and snapped.

Pear laughed. “Let's get to work! ”

“Let me…” said Ren Ziling. “Let me fly myself again. ”

Clearly a terminally ill patient with lazy cancer, treatment has long been abandoned.

……

……

Purple Star's original clothing is a bit odd, like that of a national minority, so going out like this will inevitably attract a lot of strange eyes, taking into account the wind chase proposal to change clothes.

It's just that the only clothes he can find right now are just what he wore -- as for buying?

Sorry, the human world doesn't hire child labourers for the time being. Without jobs, three meals a day basically depend on hunting for a living. Either go to the cheese house and chase the wind to find the whole ‘home’ and find a few steel meals.

Of course, there is another way for monsters to get money quickly - by redeeming their own mushroomed demonic beads in the Ultra Pure Earth Bar.

But while there is such a business in the Ultra Pure Earth Bar, for monsters, demonic power is fundamental, and naturally not many monsters are willing to use this service - there is already a bit of effort in the bar to consume and exchange money for the human world, isn't it silly?

“Yes, I'm sorry, that's all I can find for now...” Chasing after the wind and brothers looked at the purple stars who had put on their clothes, "but don't worry, I washed it very clean! Three times! ”

“Give me your hat.” Purple Star smiled softly, reaching out and removing her hat from the head of the wind chaser and putting it over her head, just as her temporarily unseen long ears were housed.

Though purple stars not only carry their own hats and clothes, even the close-fitting clothes inside are their own, the wind chase has a dry tongue.

Do you want... to change the clothes and not wash them?

“Chasing the wind, chasing the wind?” The purple star suddenly screamed.

“I'm not confused...” Chasing the wind back to God, “huh? What did you just say, I didn't hear you clearly...”

Zixingguan smiled: “I said I'm not familiar with this city, where are you going to take me? ”

"I can take you anywhere you want, there's nothing I'm unfamiliar with. ”

“Then… there it is.” Purple Star thought, waving a finger, pointing to a building in the middle of the city.

It's the tallest building in the city, and it's right in the heart of the city. Chasing the wind, he didn't understand where Purple Star wanted to go, but he didn't ask much, so he just promised.

“Okay.” Nodded the chase: “But now, in broad daylight, let's go in the human way! I'll drive you there! ”

“Car?” Purple Star was slightly surprised.

But when the wind chased out a semi-new and old bike, she opened her mouth slightly and finally didn't speak, just laughing: “Let's go. ”

She didn't really promise to go out with the wind, but a few days after that day's serious injury, she has now regained some strength to act, naturally searching for news from her men.

On that day, because the werewolf warrior was suddenly killed by the white woman of the human race, so much energy had to be extracted from the two remaining warriors when they came down using secret methods. Although they still had some reservations, the two remaining warriors were probably extremely wounded at this time.

I just don't know if these two fighters are looking for a place to heal their wounds now or if they are looking for the Purple Star Master as well... so I have an invitation to chase the wind.

As for going to the top of the city centre, naturally there are other plans… just waiting for the middle of the night.

Since this chase wind knows Lord Longjun... should we use him to visit him as well? Purple Star thought to herself and quickly dissolved the idea.

Werewolf arrogance, not to mention the King of the Werewolves, the Werewolf? This not only allowed a human woman to rob herself of the secret treasure. Being a young master, she did not even seriously injure herself, and her body deteriorated. Such a thing is really a disgrace to the name of a greedy wolf. If it comes out, she is a sinner in the community.

With this in mind, Purple Star followed the wind and went all the way down to the roof of this sheltered building. The wind chase naturally carried the bike all the way down.

Purple Star didn't really think about it, he sat directly behind the bike, thinking about future actions, his subconscious used his right hand to hold the back waist of the wind chase, slightly sticking it up.

It's just that the wind is suddenly stiff and the purple star wonders, “Why don't you go? ”

“Okay... okay! ”

……

……

Ever since Professor Trevor suggested using that secret method to improve magic, whether Wang Yuechuan or himself, magic can see significant growth every day.

Improved magic, which can be used with more reference to the contents of the Book of the Dead, is naturally something that cannot be dissatisfied for the two people who have just come into contact with this power.

The two remained silent all day in the development of new areas, with a rather unknown taste of the world's days.

“Wang... there are no more places like mass graves nearby.” Professor Trevor is walking negatively in the apartment at this time, "without a lot of spiritual transformation, we will return to our previous slowness. ”

It's not too late to be quick, and it's not too late to be an individual. Wang Yuechuan nodded. After a moment of reflection, he asked: "Professor, what good advice do you have? ”

“That ritual needs a lot of ghosts.” Professor Trevor was quick: “The random mass graves we've been using over the past few days have worked very well, but the Yin spirits haven't gotten much. According to the description in the Book of the Dead, the longer after death the quality of the Yin spirits increases. And these mass graves have been around for a long time, and they're not in the best shape... I suggest we go quietly to the cemetery in this city. ”

Wang Yuechuan shook his head: “Professor, my country is cremated. Although it is a cemetery, most of it is also empty. According to the Book of the Dead, when a person dies, he or she becomes single, but only after a period of time as a means of fostering himself or herself. The situation in the cemetery is probably not the best option. ”

Professor Trevor slapped his head and nodded: “That's what I ignored. In my country, the bodies are sent to the cemetery... Well, Wang, why don't we go abroad before New Year's? ”

Wang Yuechuan remained silent and shook his head: “My identity is not convenient to cross the country now... but it doesn't mean I can't do it in the future, I need some time to prepare. As for the magic boost, there's really no way, so slow down and you can consolidate it. ”

Professor Trevor was obviously reluctant to do so-called consolidation, and in his view, the human body had endless potential as a vessel of magic. Under such a huge amount of vessels, the more magic the better. This Wang Yuechuan seems to be conservative.

He shook his head and coldly suggested: "There is another place where the spirits should be plentiful and absolutely fresh, even easier for you to reach. ”

Wang Yuechuan frowned, "You mean... the morgue at the police station? ”

Professor Trevor nodded, his eyes blazing: “The Book of the Dead mentions that the more intense hatred, dissatisfaction, despair and other feelings are born in front of him, the stronger the Yin Spirit is after death. The most appropriate part is those who died unjustly… I think there must be a lot of such dead people there. ”

Indeed, the bodies parked in that morgue were essentially unnatural deaths, some of which had not even been claimed for some time. In the words of their public officials, that is, the resentment in the morgue is extremely heavy. Many of the organizations are assigned to the morgue guards. It is rumored that their faces do not look very good. Some elderly retired patients will still be haunted...

If it is because of the disorder of the Yin Spirit, then it is a beautiful thing to go forward and not only improve the magic, but even solve this so-called 'grievance’, so that the civilian police who work in the morgue are not eroded by the Yin Spirit.

Wang Yuechuan nodded without thinking too long.

It's a troublesome thing to just crystallize the ceremonial matrix in the morgue… but thinking that today's magic happens to be able to do some of the magic mentioned in the Book of the Dead away, and perhaps test it out.

If it succeeds, then Cao Yu was able to take things from the evidence room in the first place, and no one saw them... and that explains it.

“Wang?”

“Nothing.” Wang Yuechuan shook his head slightly, "I just remembered a few small things... I went into the morgue with authority completely fine, even bringing you in. But, Professor, are you sure you want to go today? ”

“Why not?” Professor Trevor smiled slightly.

Wang Yuechuan shrugged his shoulders and said softly: “It's Christmas Eve, should it be the most important holiday for you? ”

For Trevor, this equates to the traditional Spring Festival for Wang Yuechuan - so even if he knew that this place could improve his magic, Wang Yuechuan would not touch this kind of mold on such a traditional festival.

It's not because of superstition, it's just a little respect for tradition - not to mention the fact that the place can't get away and no one will take advantage of it, and naturally it won't be a rush.

Professor Trevor smiled and waved: "Wang, you and I have not been ordinary people since we got the Book of the Dead. We're already extraordinary people. What's the point of this festival for us? It makes more sense to improve your magic. ”

“Then... do as you please.” Wang Yuechuan nodded, “I changed my clothes and went out. ”

Until Wang Yuechuan entered the room, Professor Trevor smiled cold... he had accumulated enough magic to initiate a spell in the Book of the Dead that he hid.

As for Wang Yuechuan, through these magical enhancements, his trust has obviously increased a lot... and his vigilance has not been as intense.

“Christmas is such an important holiday… how could I not?” Professor Trevor whispered, “I even got myself a pretty good Christmas present. ”

……

Since the 18th said that the mission had failed, he had not seen the 18th... Of course, he could probably feel the position of the 18th, only that the elder sister estimated that it had only been a day and should not want to see people, so Sol returned to the club.

It seems that there is nothing unhappy about the failure of this mission… It is just that, in the eyes of Daechu, there is no difference between Lochu and the young man he met in the village of Lochua.

Though it is now the Lord's subordinate relationship.

“Christmas Eve? I don't do much. ”

Boss Lo is in the study playing with something he doesn't know.

At this time, the maid and Dae-chul were drinking tea, and speaking of the traditional festivals in the Western world, Dae-chul shook his head: “Didn't the boss tell you? I've been in jail most of the time for almost a decade. Besides Mid-Autumn Spring Festival with a dish or something, how can there be any celebration? Not to mention Christmas. Speaking of which, Unight must be a foreigner. How did you get along? ”

Dae-chul looked at the maid curiously.

Although it is made to drink tea, as the owner's exclusive, the maid has always stood only, holding a fine teapot in her hand.

“Actually, there's hardly any going on over there.” Yu Night smiled: “Russian words, it's New Year's Eve. Christmas, of course, but not like the traditional December 25. ”

Dae-chul was very interested, "How strange is that? You want to hear it? ”

“Christmas has a similar image of Santa in red, as far as Russia is concerned.” Yu Night recalled: “But it's called the old man in red in winter, and Snow Girl as an assistant to send gifts together. Well... Christmas trees are also called different ways, they are called New Year trees...”

Dae-chul listened to some different humanities, and finally he was curious: “If so, why did you have such an appetite when you set it up, as if you were looking forward to it? ”

You-night lady whispered, "Because, this is the first Christmas Eve with You-night. ”

Shit... got stuffed with dog food.

Dae-chul shook his head... and thought it would be more appropriate for him to wander out.

“Talking about something happy?” Rocchu's voice suddenly appeared, but he walked out slowly, holding a much larger and smaller box in his hand.

These boxes are beautifully packaged and can be expected. The maid hurried up and shared it with Lochu.

“Nothing, just talk.” Dae-chul shook his head and helped, then asked: "Boss, what are all these gifts for? ”

"Of course... it's for my clients," said Rochu softly. ”

Dae-chul stunned and subconsciously said: "So many? ”

Rochu laughed, “Yeah, that's it, I don't know. ”