Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1436 [Devil's Bible]

The bus in front finally stopped, and the driver hurried out of the bus, but when he arrived in a hurry, he didn't see the child who almost hit him.

After carefully looking left, right, left, and right to no avail, the driver scratched his head, secretly thinking that maybe he was too tired and had a false alarm... Otherwise, how could a child who was only a few years old disappear so quickly? fast.

He was relieved immediately, and he hurried back to the bus and drove away.

Of course, a child of a few years old naturally cannot leave so quickly, but if the child is next to a black soul messenger, it is naturally a different matter.

It's still under the tree in the park where they met—in fact, it's very close to Mr. Smith's restaurant... But Nero didn't realize that there were two guys who could dominate her in Mr. Smith's restaurant at this time.

She sat on the branch, crossed her legs, looked at Joe who was next to the trunk under the tree, "...so you just kept running?"

Joe raised his head and said, "Big sister, is Mr. Death really going to take me away?"

Nero hooked his feet on the branches, hung upside down, looked at the child, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Compared to this, I'm more interested in what evil you did to be targeted."

Joe, who probably didn't quite understand such a question, just blinked his eyes... The big sister started to pull his cheek again, and this time with two hands - he always felt that he was being ripped off like this, He will definitely become a big-faced monster in the future!

"Do you know the way to not want to be taken away?" Nero suddenly asked at this time.

Joe shook his head suspiciously.

Nero smiled badly and said, "That is, before the other party takes you away, we will take the other party away first."

Joe scratched his head... Maybe this means defeating Mr. Death first?Although he still couldn't understand, he subconsciously asked, "How do I take it away?"

At this time, Nero fell off the branch, looking quite patient, "Little devil, do you know what to use for fishing?"

Joe thought for a while and said, "I want a fishing rod!"

In fact, there is no problem with this answer.

"Bait! Stupid!" She turned her arm into an inflatable hammer, tapped on Joe's head, and then pointed to herself, "I'm a fisherman, and you're the bait!"

"Bait?" Joe opened his eyes wide.

"That's right, bait!" Nero laughed loudly with his arms akimbo at this moment: "Since making bait should look like bait... emmm, look at me!"

As she said that, she walked towards Joe with a smile, raised her hands, and flicked her ten fingers continuously-she didn't look like she was doing business at all, but like a big girl who was playing a prank.

Joe didn't know how to describe his feeling at this moment, he could only cling to the tree trunk behind him.

Maybe he really still has too few, and the vocabulary he has mastered is not rich enough-he tried his best to find a similar one among the vocabulary he knew: [afraid]...limited.

……

Not long after, the door of Mr. Smith's restaurant was pushed open again by the diners who came - really not long after, probably less than 10 minutes after Boss Luo and the maid lady ordered.

Walking in was a man with simple mid-length hair, a white shirt, and gloves on his hands—Teacher Prin from the seminary.

The teacher of the seminary looked around after entering the door, but in a booth near the window, he found the freshman he had seen in the afternoon... He seemed to hesitate for a while, and finally his body was still thinking about making a decision He was the first to take a step towards the window.

"We meet again." Mr. Prin greeted first.

Boss Luo stood up, buttoned up his jacket, and said with a smile on his face, "Yes, Mr. Pu Lin, I'm very glad to see you again... It seems that Mr. Pu Lin also plans to eat here, right?"

"Maybe I should cook a big dinner myself." Teacher Prin said with a smile: "But I think I'm really a lazy person."

Boss Luo said casually: "People's pursuit of food is the same...Since we met by chance, why don't we enjoy this dinner together."

Teacher Prin did not refuse - the other party's invitation was impeccable, or in other words, it seemed difficult for him to refuse the young man's invitation.

The waiter quickly came over to add a seat, and quickly recommended a few dishes to Mr. Prin - he was not picky, and everything was quite fast.

It's not so much about the efficiency of the waiters, it's not about saying that Mr. Pulin is better at managing time... He was looking at the women around Luo Qiu curiously at this time, and it was easy to think of the basics of all beautiful things: beauty.

In fact, he has been teaching in the seminary for some time, and he has met students from different places, many of whom are nobles, celebrities, or extremely intelligent. Basically, every student has his own strong personality.

This girl named You Ye belongs to the type with a strong personality—and she is the one with the strongest personality that Mr. Pulin has encountered so far.

Similarly, he feels that Luo Qiu has almost no personality... This is a very strange feeling for him. People without personality generally have no strong sense of existence, and it is difficult to make an unforgettable impression on others—but he knows that in front of him This young man is definitely someone who will be unforgettable... If you had a brief chat with him.

"...Really, I didn't expect to meet two freshmen from the seminary in one day." Teacher Prin seemed quite happy—after learning that Miss Maid is also a freshman, and she is also a theological research subject, she is very concerned about this The curiosity about young men and women seems to have reached an incredible level in an instant.

Ordinary people see them as ordinary people, but what he sees is...the mystery everywhere.

"However, there are very few people who are interested in theology." Mr. Pulin sorted out his thoughts a little bit, "Why do you like this subject?"

He didn't even ask about the relationship between the man and woman in front of him. Asking is a very abrupt thing, but judging by observing and listening, it is obviously more polite.

"My words..." Boss Luo thought for a while and said, "Well, it's probably when this knowledge may be useful in future business, um... It's just to learn about things like managing the family business, like this .”

What kind of business management requires the use of theological knowledge... You are the Pope's own son. Even though he had such a strange idea in his mind, Mr. Prin quickly thought of several related industries.

For example, publishers of religious books, for example, specializing in church repair business, or wholesale production of various clothing and utensils for the clan—the so-called family property is automatically classified as such an industry.

Teacher Prin nodded, expressing her understanding, and then turned to look at another freshman—this is indeed a very beautiful woman... Curiously, she seemed to fail to attract the attention of everyone in the restaurant.

"My words..." The maid quietly glanced at the master next to her at this time, and then said with a slight smile: "I probably want to see how far modern people have grown in subjects such as theology."

Teacher Pulin was startled. If he heard correctly, this young girl just used... [Growth]?
Maybe it's just a mishearing, or maybe it's a small mistake in the conversion between local language and grammar... Mr. Pulin nodded, and silently summed up the reason of the maid: she is very interested in theology.

"No matter what the reason is." Mr. Plin said in a friendly manner, "I hope that you will really like this subject in your future studies."

The maid asked abruptly, "Mr. Pullin, do you like theology?"

She didn't call Mrs. Prin... In the eyes of the maid, there is only one person who can make her call Mrs. Prince now——the sleeping person from the previous generation as Lancelot maid.

Mr. Pulin didn't care about the small details of this kind of address... There is nothing wrong with calling Mr. Mr. He thought for a while and said: "It's not so much that I like it, for example, it seems to be with me. Same."

"Oh, this statement is interesting." Boss Luo asked curiously: "Can you explain it in detail, if you don't mind."

"It's nothing." Teacher Prin shook his head slightly. "I was an abandoned orphan since I was a child. My parents put me in front of the church. Later, the priest of the church found me..."

As he spoke, the teacher Plin took out an old black-bound book from his shoulder bag...it seemed to be a scripture.

The maid glanced casually, as if thinking of something.

At this time, Mr. Pulin caressed the palm of the white glove on the envelope, "This is what the priest who adopted me told me later, saying that it was placed by my side at that time. He said maybe it was my parents. My last protection."

"Teacher Pu Lin, can you let me have a look?" Luo Qiu's eyes lit up slightly at this time, almost all of his eyes fell on the dilapidated translation.

This kind of gaze made Mr. Pulin feel an indescribable aggressiveness... But the young man in front of him logically gave him a very indifferent personality during this short contact.

"I'm sorry, I may not be able to agree to this request." Teacher Purin shook his head, and quickly put the scripture into the bag, "It's not that I'm stingy, it's just that I promised others, and I don't give it to others to read casually. "

"Oh?" Boss Luo didn't show any disappointment, but just looked at Mr. Pulin with interest, "Is there anything special about this book?"

At this moment, Teacher Pulin suddenly said seriously: "Because this is a magical book with the power of Satan in it, we can easily be confused by the power of the devil... Just kidding."

The serious face suddenly became approachable, as if it was just a small prank that even children can't be scared, "I'm sorry, this is the only relic my parents gave me. If I can, I want to Protect it better."

"It's okay." Boss Luo apologized, "I think it's because my request was too abrupt... It's a personal hobby, and I'm more interested in old objects."

Mr. Prince said casually: "This sounds like a collector. I think you should study history, or perhaps it would be more suitable for you to engage in identification work."

The boss smiled and said nothing - just at this time the waiter delivered the appetizer and brought him a pre-dinner wine.

Teacher Pu Lin then began to talk about some things that should be paid attention to in the campus... No one mentioned the old scripture in Teacher Pu Lin's bag again.

The main course had just been finished, and the dessert hadn't been served yet. Teacher Plin said that he had something important to leave... Naturally, Boss Luo didn't want to keep him—anyway, he will be attending the class on the first day tomorrow. Teacher Lin's class.

"See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

After watching Mr. Pulin open the door and leave the restaurant, the maid suddenly whispered in Boss Luo's ear, "Master, do you know [Devil's Bible]?"

Although it wasn't intentional, the breath she breathed out when she spoke would inevitably linger in his ears... When Luo Qiu turned his head, there was only a small distance between him and her.

Like a kiss but not a kiss.

This feeling is very good, so he didn't intend to distance the distance between them at this time, but immersed himself in her blue eyes, "I want to hear you tell me... Teacher You Ye."

This pair of lovers who have no sense of existence just like this in the crowded restaurant seems to be separated by a world.

The voices of diners eating and talking will automatically disappear when they arrive, making the booth by the window look so quiet... The world seems to have become the background between him and her, blurred.

"It is said that this is a scripture that was transcribed into a book overnight..." The maid said in a low voice, "It was a monk who was transcribed. He was going to be executed for breaking the law. At night, he came to transcribe a book containing all human knowledge. But later he found that it was impossible for him to transcribe successfully alone. Master, guess what this monk did afterwards. "

If it were the maid from the past, she wouldn't have interrupted like this and asked in a playful tone... Boss Luo joked while fingering the maid's finger, "Did you give your soul to the devil?"

"It is said that this devil is Satan, but some people think it is something else." The maid's eyes became more active, and she said softly: "The monk finally succeeded in copying... After selling his soul, he got with the help of the devil."

"Nero should need this devil." Boss Luo suddenly chuckled.

"That's right, this child has played a little more relaxed these two days." The maid said casually: "It seems that You Ye is not strict enough usually."

Boss Luo secretly continued for Nero for a few seconds... Then he changed the subject, "So... the book Mr. Prin is holding is the [Devil's Bible], I haven't bought information yet, I just feel something .”

"The original copy should be hidden. As for this copy...you need to take a closer look to confirm it." The maid smiled and said, "There should be many opportunities. After all, we can still meet often after this."

(End of this chapter)