Trafford’s Trading Club

In front of the big screen in the projection room, a strange twist suddenly appeared, a distortion of space.

The maid came out first, like a guide. Behind her, Dae-chul stretched out his lazy waist and then beat up a debt, and had walked out completely. After that, it was Evil Nami.

No longer the master of the moonless world, but equally no longer eroded by the Qi of Yellow Springs, restored its original appearance, only without its original divinity, but still an absolute good man of Fenghua.

Of course, because of the loss of her original divinity, she was naturally no better than she was then, and the divine power had fallen on several levels. Nevertheless, it has extraordinary abilities.

As long as there are extraordinary seeds, there is still the possibility of recovery in the future. It is precisely because of this possibility that she is willing to pay for the divinity of origin, not for her own soul.

“The Lord in this world...” Evil's beautiful eyes swept past the screening room.

She created a moonless moon with world debris, has been detached from mainstream history, leaving the moonless world in an ancient environment for countless years, and is naturally quite strange to the development of the Lord today.

The technology that has become science, the set of materialistic ideas that the world has developed, as soon as she steps from her new life into the present world of the Lord, is like an invisible shackle, giving her a feeling of being plunged into the mud.

“What's the matter, why is the Lord suppressing extraordinary powers in this world...” Evil's eyes flashed with a hint of horror.

As a true god who once possessed the power of a fragmented world, she knows more than anyone what this feeling means.

In the Last Age, the alteration of the rules of the heavens and the earth, the Lord is resisting extraordinary existence in this world.

“Because, of course, the world is dying.” Unight said softly.

Evil's beautiful face changed slightly, seemed to think of something, and suddenly frowned.

Dae-chul doesn't understand what this is all about, he's just curious to gauge the appearance of the indoor crowd. These people are probably hypnotized, even the studio staff, and this is like a puppet at the moment.

Their consciousness was drawn into the moonless world, and now their bodies are like empty shells. But good thing it's in the screening room. If the movie wasn't over, no one would come in and find anything. Otherwise, if there were such a big weird situation on the street, or in other public places, the outside world would have blown up already?

“Miss Evil Nami.” Midnight is here to speak again: "As you requested, it has helped you to return to your original state and has returned to the Lord himself. I think it's safe to be here, despite the lack of the original divinity, with the divine realm you still hold. ”

Evil Nami took a deep look at this woman who made herself unscrupulous, not to mention that she is now everywhere restricted by the Lord's rules of the present world. Even if the original divinity is still there, when she has half the power of the moonless world, she will never be an opponent of each other.

“I want to take a good look at the transformation of the Lord in this world for millions of years in the right history.” Echinami slowly: “Canghai Sangtian, I may have really been away for too long. ”

“It's a day. If you need anything else, feel free to visit the store.” The maid gracefully complimented Evil Nami on her departure.

Powerful divine power, something that Evil Nami cannot touch, she even needs to give all her awe for powerful divine power. But today, a powerful divine power is so humble in front of itself… the feeling is hard to describe.

But Evil Nami believed that it would never be a floating feeling.

By this woman's deep blue eyes as the sea, Evil Nami only feels like a needle blanket.

Not even for a moment, Evil Nami's body passed directly through the walls of the screening room. Although there is no original divinity, changing the structure of the body with divine force, through this simple substance, can be done easily.

Outside the street, people exchanged, this is the modern society developed in ancient Shenzhou. It is now the end of the cold winter, the sky has completely dimmed, the Chinese lights are on, the exotic street, Evil Nami has no place to go, and I do not know if it is right to return at such a great price.

“Let's look at the mainstream changes in history…” Evil Nami shook her head, glanced at her, valued a woman walking alone in the street and came to each other.

“Ah, you are...” This woman walking alone suddenly saw a woman in a kimono with a beautiful appearance, subconsciously a little surprised.

At the same time, her consciousness became a little blurred...

……

“Are we waiting here for the boss, or are we going back to the boss? ”

Now, of course, only the maid, Miss Ma, looked at the head... Da Cheol looked at Yu Night somewhat unnaturally. He will not forget the exciting potential of the maid.

Yu Night said softly: “Wait here, the time on both sides is different, the master should be coming out. ”

Dae-chul nodded.

He had spent at least a few days in a moonless time, but after his return, the film was not finished.

Such an experience is truly surprising.

As Dae-chul was about to speak, the space in front of the big screen twisted again for a while, and the maid immediately turned around with a smile and took a step forward.

Dae-chul glanced and thought to himself: I'm going to eat dog food again...

……

……

Master Changmen is dead, not only that, even Master Shinji is dead.

When the news began to spread in the village, the villagers of the newly reborn village felt incredible.

Master Nagato is a very good man. To help the villagers of Precious Rice Village survive the curse, it can be said that he disperses his wealth indefinitely!

“It seems that Master Nagato has also been unable to leave the village because of the curse. He has also not been out for many years, let alone visited the Kondo family. As the owner of the Kondo family, which was given to the Nagato family, it was necessary for Master Nagato to report the curse as soon as it had been resolved. But he didn't expect to see bandits on the way. Alas, Master Changmen was also a powerful samurai back then, unfortunately now he is old, and Master Shin has not grown..."

Villagers are discussing the news coming out of Nagato's house.

“Alas... I didn't expect a good man like Lord Nagato to leave us like this. He can't even see a reborn rice village..."

“Yeah, yeah... Lord Nagato...” The women covered their tears.

“We should have lived better, and I think the master would have been comforted if he had known. ”

“Yes, let's start a new life! ”

At a time when there was much discussion in the village and discussions began on how to deal with the matter behind Master Nagato and Shin Nagato, there were also people in the Nagato family who were discussing the matter.

Mo Xiaofei and Nagato Sanro.

At the end of the third day, tomorrow is the Sacrifice Day of Early Rice Village... Mo Xiaofei is secretly calculating the time, and there is some distraction from what Sanro Nagato said in front of himself.

“I snuck out of the village with Shinji's body once, faking him as if he had died in battle. Later, a few homeless men were hired to bring the news back.” Sanro Nagatomon calmly said: “The body near Nagatomon can't be found, I'm afraid it's very rare. However, it is also sufficient to prove that Shinji's body can be recovered. Now the people are starting to talk, let me inherit the Nagata family. ”

Looking at Mo Xiaofei, Nagato-san continued: “I intend to let the crane inherit Nagato-san's family, after which I will announce my return to the battlefield. Anyway, I came back under the pretext of nursing my injuries, and now I'm back again, and there's nothing wrong with it. ”

Mo Xiaofei was somewhat surprised to hear the name of Nagato, “Nagato Crane? Are you sure about that? ”

People's hearts are hard to predict... Mo Xiaofei can't even touch the idea of Nagato Sanro at this time. He wanted to confirm it, so he looked directly at the other party and asked: “Nagato Sanro, Nagato Sanro is now close to death and Shinji Nagato is gone. The secret of Precious Rice Village is no longer known to anyone but you… As for me, it will not reappear after this is over. In that case, there is absolutely no need to relinquish the Nagata family's inheritance rights. As for Nagato Crane, she's not your daughter, is she? ”

Sanro Nagato shook his head and mumbled to himself: “She... is a child of spring after all. No matter how much I hate, in the end, the source of hatred is myself. If it hadn't been for my greed..."

He shook his head again, “The crane is innocent, let's just think of it as compensation for her. I am confident that she will grow well in the environment of the nascent Precious Rice Village. Embroidery is a kind child, she has actually taken care of more cranes over the years. ”

Sanro Nagato stood up and said, "When the Nagato family's affairs are completely taken care of, I will go to the dungeon myself. Please close the entrance and bury me inside forever after I go in. ”

Killing brothers, killing relatives, shaming wives, weakly fleeing the battlefield... Mo Xiaofei looked at this sinful man and knew that his heart was long dead.

“Okay.”

So Mo Xiaofei nodded.

Sacrifice Day is a tradition that has existed in the village of premature rice for many years. Despite the death of Master Nagato, such traditions should not be broken as a result. Just on the day of the sacrifice, the villagers' emotions were not so high or even silent.

Nagato's family did not show up this time, but simply stood aside with Nagato's crane, as well as Azumi and his two servants.

The early rice witch came home on schedule, which finally made the villagers of the early rice village feel a little more emotional. But Mo Xiaofei still remembered what Bamboo had said to him in the beginning - the early rice witch died of the curse, and now the early rice witch is young...

This is the contradictory node of this premature rice village, but when the old premature rice witch appeared, the villagers of premature rice village took it for granted and felt nothing wrong. This is still unreasonable after all, it's just...

Mo Xiaofei glanced at Nagato Crane standing next to Nagato Sanro and found that she was watching the ritual of sacrifice curiously at this time, and smiled.

There's no perfectly reasonable and perfect thing, even with a slight flaw, but an end like this is probably the best you can create, right?

Seems to feel Mo Xiaofei's gaze, Changmen Crane looks toward Mo Xiaofei, carefully measured.

Mo Xiaofei nodded and then slowly left the sight of the crowd. No one seemed to notice the departure of the samurai adult who had come into contact with the curse of Precious Rice Village, as the ritual of sacrifice had entered a quiet step.

Nagato Sanro may know Mo Xiaofei's departure, maybe he doesn't know, he just looks at the figure of the early rice witch on the altar, watching the ancient dance of the early rice witch.

Sanro Nagato rarely remembered that Mingshen Chun also acted as a shrine of premature rice, replacing the premature rice witch who woke up to sacrifice. At that time, Mingshen Chun was also wearing a red dress in white, holding a coin, dancing an ancient dance, and gently hiding the song of the feast in his mouth.

“Crane, I will travel again, I'm afraid I will never see you again. So, if you get a chance, go be a premature rice witch. Your mother was a premature rice witch.” Saburo Nagato spoke coldly.

The little Nagato crane looked up at Nagato Sanro and could only see Nagato Sanro's chin. She thought her father's chin had a lot of roots. If it was stuck on his face, it would be itchy, wouldn't it?

The song of sacrifice hidden by the early rice witch came from her ear.

- The wind is on the water and guided by the current.

- The melody floats around and the echoes flutter.

Shake, shake, shake, into the infinite dome.

Through time, and back and forth, came the world.

Now, my friend, come to the earth.

- Let's sing the forgotten song.

- Get back what we lost.

Until the moment of our reunion, we fell asleep deep and deep.

- Time is passing...

……

……

A few days after the sacrifice day in Early Rice Village, the Changmen family has taken care of the aftermath of Changmen Sect's proximity and Shinji Changmen.

On that day of mourning, all the villagers of Early Rice Village arrived in a neat and orderly manner.

Later, Nagato-san announced what he and Mo Xiaofei had agreed to do. He will return to the battlefield, and the Nagato Crane will be the new heir to the Nagato family. Until then, the Nagato family will be co-assisted by several elders with backups.

“Ready? ”

Before the entrance to the dungeon, Mo Xiaofei looked at Nagato Sanro and asked softly.

This sinful man did not speak at this time, turned his back to Mo Xiaofei and looked at the black painted entrance. He just wore a simple shirt, didn't put on a bamboo knife made of bamboo, and scraped all his scum clean.

This is the cleanest look that Mo Xiaofei has ever seen of Sanro Nagato.

He walked firmly into the entrance and disappeared into the darkness.

When the entrance was shut down a little bit, Mo Xiaofei suddenly thought, when the elderly gate Sanro persisted in climbing the staircase to the early rice shrine every day, didn't it also look this clean?

“Peace of mind. ”

Mo Xiaofei eventually completely destroyed this open organ.

At the same time, over and over again, all possibilities of opening the dungeon have been destroyed and checked over and over again, almost severely.

……

The doors of the Nagato family were closed, and all those who came to mourn had left, and the ancient mansion of the Nagato family was like sleeping in the night.

Embroidery was exhausted and was supposed to keep an eye on Miss Crane, but she still fell asleep.

Nagato Crane looked at the book in the light... Embroidery only read half of it before falling asleep. He really is a lazy man!

At this point, Nagato crane suddenly looked out the window and saw a man flash. She walked out of the corridor curiously and into the courtyard outside.

This is a samurai who sends pills to the village.

The samurai laughed at himself again, "Live well in the future. ”

Changmen Crane blinked, “Are you leaving? ”

Mo Xiaofei nodded: “I'll get out of here, but I don't know if I can get out of here. I don't know what happens next. But I'm not going to be in Rice Village again. ”

“Wouldn't it be nice to stay?” Nagato Crane asked again.

“This is never where I'm staying.” Mo Xiaofei shook his head.

He still has to find his companion, and then think of another way to get out of the moonless world. Mo Xiaofei suddenly looked up at the moon.

The night of the sacrificial day was the full moon, now the moon is missing, Changmen Crane is still fine, not only spent the sacrificial day, but no change has occurred.

He thinks that the Nagato crane will mutate when she sees the moon. The full moon may be just an opportunity to really mutate her, or is that something that she can't bear?

“Oh, by the way, do you want to think about being an early rice witch?” Mo Xiaofei suddenly remembered his experience of exchanging winds and asked coldly.

“Hmm?” Nagato twisted his head all at once, so cute.

Mo Xiaofei smiled mysteriously, "You may meet a very stupid, but very loyal guy... the future. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Nagato-Tsuruo nodded.

Mo Xiaofei said: “I'm leaving. ”

“Wait a minute!” Nagato crane suddenly shouted Mo Xiaofei.

Nagato Crane turned around and ran back to his room, then quickly ran out again. Her hands held a small square box and came to Mo Xiaofei's face again.

This box... Mo Xiaofei's eyelids jumped, he has recognized this box: “This is...”

Nagato Crane held up his hands and sent him obliquely towards Mo Xiao, revealing a smile: “Here you go! I caught it in the pond during the day. ”

……

After leaving Nagato's house, Mo Xiaofei flew all the way and eventually left the range of early rice village before stopping.

Mo Xiaofei looked strangely at the box in his hand - a gift box that would only be available in modern society.

It doesn't, it goes through all the rounds, it always exists, does it?

What the hell is this?

As Mo Xiaofei planned to open this gift box, suddenly a strongly peeling sensation attacked him, his eyes darkened and his consciousness began to withdraw...