Trafford's Trading Club

Ren Ziling and Lizi didn’t leave the clinic. Instead, they came to the consulting room sneakily.

Subeditor Ren had a very sensitive touch of professionalism.

From Lui Yiyun words, she obviously felt that the people in Lui Village were avoiding talking about her granny’s death.

Even a local girl who had been living here for 17 to 18 years couldn’t inquire about the truth, so it was much harder for her to know anything about that in such a short period. Besides, in such a newly-developed village, many feudal customs must still be in practice.

It was better to find an easy-going and enlightened person to get some clues.

The doctor used to study western medicine in the city, so Ren Ziling thought that he must be a very open-minded person who believed in science. Therefore, he shouldn’t have any taboos speaking of it.

"How did Lui Hai’s mother die?"

Regarding the question asked by a woman in front of him who claimed herself to be a journalist, the doctor from the clinic... Lui Chaosheng was very astonished.

Lui Changsheng frowned, "Lady, why are you asking this? If you want to write something about a dead person, it’s not worth at all. Aren’t you afraid of losing your dignity by speaking ill of the dead?"

Ren Ziling replied calmly, "Doctor Lui, you’re major in western medicine. Do you still believe in such a superstition?"

Lui Chaosheng shook his head, "Dignity is just a plea. What I mean is actually the issue of moral principle."

But Ren Ziling said, "Is it also a moral principle to hide the truth from a girl whose close kin had passed away?"

Lui Chaosheng looked thoughtful, "Does Yiyun want you to ask that?"

Ren Ziling nodded, "Doctor Lui seems sensible."

Lui Chaosheng sighed, "Actually she asked me several times."

He shook his head, "She just finished the university entrance exam... Well, she has grown up, so she has the right to know the truth."

Lui Chaosheng took a deep breath, "OK, I can tell you, but be calm. After all, everything has passed."

Lui Chaosheng walked to the cabinet, squatted down, and opened the bottom drawer. He took out an object wrapped by newspapers.

He unwrapped it slowly in front of Ren Ziling, letting out a sigh, "Talking about this, it happened 40-50 years ago."

Ren Ziling opened her eyes wide. She knew she got the answer!

...

...

These were the residues of a burnt building.

The sooty wood had already turned into the nutrient for some plants. Collapsed bricks scattered around. This place could not be recognized since long ago.

To infer from the trace of its frame, this building probably belonged to a wealthy family many decades ago.

Luo Qiu picked up a brick full of moss.

You Ye said, "I heard that this place was burned up by soldiers after they took Immortal Huang away."

"Yes..." Luo Qiu threw away the brick, cleaned the dust on his hands and then walked into the site, saying, "That woman sent as the sacrifice should be the wife of Lui Hai’s father."

You Ye nodded, "She’s of a dubious background. The villagers of Lui Village have never married outsiders. That immortal must have known this and probably took actions due to this reason."

Luo Qiu paused, asking curiously, "Since outsiders are not welcome, then why Immortal Huang..."

You Ye knew that he’d ask this, so she answered, "Immortal Huang was a villager of Lui Village, her past surname was Lui. But she changed it to Huang one day because some immortal told her in her dream that she used to be some immortal’s kid in her past life and she came to the human world after breaking the law in the heaven. She had to go through disasters before returning to the paradise. Then she performed some wiles."

Luo Qiu nodded. At this moment, he suddenly focused on something.

That was the wall that didn’t collapse completely.

You Ye was looking it at this moment, murmuring, "Who’s hiding there?"

A small black flame emerged on the servant girl’s fingertip secretively.

Right then, a voice came was heard, "Don’t worry, senior, it’s me!"

A figure showed up from that wall---It was the successor of Dragon Tiger Mountain, Momo.

Luo Qiu was stunned.

He said unwittingly, "Oh, it’s you who look for that old woman in that hotel eh?"

Momo’s face revealed embarrassment all of a sudden. He waved his hands while explaining, "Senior, that’s not the truth! Let me explain it! It’s not like what you think!"

Momo had a serious headache!

If this matter spread to the Taoists circles and his master, how would he keep his reputation for the rest of his life?!

Luo Qiu didn’t seem to believe in him, Momo’s head dropped, whining, "It’s true...It’s really not like what you think!"

‘Is he a clown?’

Boss Luo contemplated... he shook his head, "No problem, I’m neither interested in your special hobby nor talking about it to others."

"...It’s really not like that, senior!"

...

If Momo felt a sense of awed reverence to this senior, then for that woman whom he had just met for the first time, it would probably be experiencing the shattering of his Tao heart.

This woman seemed to obey this senior.

Like a servant.

Momo was confused about the background of this senior... Maybe he was an old guy who kept his face young.

His master talked about a lot of long lost special skills and martial arts but this place didn’t lack excellent Taoists with their sects.

Momo still wanted to have a competition with this senior but he held this intention back, "Senior, did you come here for the matter of that old female immortal?"

Since it was not clear, then... how about changing a subject??

"I’m curious about it." Luo Qiu nodded.

Momo smiled, jumping out of the wall, "I think so. To be honest, I thought you will find this place soon."

Luo Qiu looked at Momo who arrived earlier than him, "Did you find anything?"

Momo tittered, "Yeah, I did. Senior, come with me!"

Momo led the two of them to the back of the wall. It was an empty place cleaned up by Momo.

Looking at the empty area and black burnt mud, Momo chuckled, "I heard that this place used to be destroyed. Everything was taken away... but the things underground are probably not discovered yet."

Luo Qiu didn’t ask how he found them. Instead, he only focused on his next step.

Momo grabbed the other wrist with her left hand. The index and middle fingers of his right hand got together forming a sword shape, pointing at the middle of his forehead.

Slight golden light flashed across his fingertips, then he pointed at the space in front, "Five Ghosts Hauling!"

Dragon Tiger Mountain caught ghosts and monsters but they also seemed to foster ghosts as well.

The so-called Five Ghosts... Luo Qiu didn’t see five spirits but a lump of black fog emitted from the sack tied around Momo’s waist. They immersed themselves in the mud.

Not long after, the mud was seen to bulge out slowly, something came out of it.

That was a box.

Momo waved his fingers again to point. The box was unlocked automatically. After the black fog swirled around the box, it opened.

Even though it couldn’t be compared to Luo Qiu’s mobility skill, it was very convenient as well.

Later, the black fog returned to Momo’s sack.

Momo raised his head with exaltation like a kid showing off.

Luo Qiu didn’t mind Momo’s little pride, merely showing a frown creased his brows.

When the box opened, the pattern of a cloth was first seen...a red circle on white background.

It might be the national flag of some insular country that was commonly seen.

Momo paid attention to it, frowning, "Why did the old immortal have this in her box?"

"Something is covered under it." Luo Qiu said, "Let’s see what it is."

The servant girl understood what he meant. She went to the box and lifted the cloth. It turned out that the space inside the box had been divided into dozens of grids.

Between the grids, a test tube was inserted in every space except the one of in the first row.

You Ye lifted one out of it, looking at it under the sunshine.

Half of the tube was filled with blue-green liquid. Perhaps it was placed for too long, some tiny particles precipitated at the bottom.