Chapter 538, Big Man

There is a wide manor outside the primitive jungle. It is said that the owner of this manor has something to do with the bigwigs in the imperial capital, so the people living around the manor are very afraid of people coming out of the manor.

It doesn't matter even if the owner of the manor is a big man in the imperial capital. After all, the imperial law is strict and harsh, and even real big people dare not mess around.

But when those ruffians with this idea either go to the manor to steal chickens and dogs or flirt with the maidservants who came out of the manor, without exception, these people have disappeared without a trace. Since the incident, they have never appeared again.

Although everyone knows that these people are dead no matter what they say on the surface.

Some of their children entered the manor as long-term workers and so on. The news they brought back is even more frightening. I don't know if these people are too exaggerated or something. They said that they have seen those ruffians in the manor, but these people have turned into mummified corpses and thrown into the gloomy cellar, even When night falls, there will be mummified corpses popping out of the cellar...

Although this kind of ghost story is weird, it is very marketable, especially among ordinary people, who have equated the manor with hell, and ordinary people dare not approach the manor even in broad daylight.

At this time, in the architectural community of the manor, there is a luxuriously decorated courtyard. The owner of the manor is respectfully kneeling on a woman in a long white dress with a cold face.

This woman is in her early twenties, with a delicate face and a cold temperament that gives people a sense of not sacrilege.

"Let the helmsman get up!" The woman's voice was gentle and beautiful, perhaps by nature. Her tone was a little indifferent, as if it was not a human voice.

"Thank you, Holy Lady!" The fat middle-aged man kneeling on the ground wiped the sweat on his forehead and slowly got up.

"Your helmsman, you are very disappointed!" The woman's indifferent voice made the fat middle-aged man tremble all over, and his face turned pale.

"Holy...laden, I...I... Elder Wang..." The fat middle-aged man hesitated for a long time and didn't say a complete word.

"Forget it, Elder Wang's matter has nothing to do with you, and you have tried your best!" The woman took two elegant steps and slowly sat on the main seat, staring at the fat middle-aged man with cold eyes: "This matter is left to me. Your task now is to pay attention to the dynamics in the jungle at any time, understand?"

"I understand!" The fat middle-aged man was secretly relieved and finally threw out this difficult task.

"In addition, you will clean up here, and in a few days, I will come here to suppress the demons!" The woman stared coldly at the fat middle-aged man: "If there is any mistake, don't blame Ben Sheng for not merciting you!"

"Yes... I must clean it well..." The fat middle-aged man wiped the sweat on his forehead and slowly retreated out. He didn't want to stay in this small courtyard for a moment. It was really too much pressure from the saint.

"Miss, is the right guardian really coming?" The maidservant next to the woman gritted her teeth and said, "The right guard has always been honest with the young lady. Will it be bad for the young lady if he comes?"

"Humph... he doesn't have the courage yet!" The woman snorted coldly, and immediately sighed, "It's all my fault that I was not alert at the beginning and let Han Shao go to trouble with Mu Yun. As a result, Han Shao died in Mu Yun's hands, which offended the Han family. Otherwise, how could I be just a quasi-saint now?"

"It's all because of Mu Yun!" The maid said with a murderous face, "This is a disaster star! Destroyed Miss's plan!"

"Who said no?" The woman smiled helplessly. Only then will she show her fragile and helpless side: "This Mu Yun is like my nemesis, which makes everything go wrong!"

"If Han Hufa only came to trouble Mu Yun this time, but not aimed at the young lady, that would be fine." The maid said.

The woman also has this idea, but she knows that it is impossible.

Five days later, the whole manor was immersed in a tense panic. Everyone in the manor knew what kind of person would come today, and they also knew how moody the big man was. Everyone carefully completed their tasks and checked them over and over again for fear of a small loophole. Bring disaster to yourself.

When the golden black flew to the middle, the big man came to the manor.

This is a thin old man, dressed in a black robe, and the hat of the robe covers his face, but the cold breath he reveals all over his body makes people tremble.

"See you, Lord Han!" Everyone knelt to the ground and dared not come out. It was not until a quarter of an hour after the big man left under the guidance of the landlord that they recovered and got up and rubbed the sore joints all over their bodies.

"Fightsee the Korean Protector!" Outside the luxurious courtyard, a woman with a delicate face worshipped gently.

"Haha..." Rhaps of rampant laughter circulated in the courtyard. The big man stared at the woman with a sneer and said, "Qingyu, why don't you kneel when you see this law?"

"Fightsee the Korean Protector!" The woman knelt deeply on the ground, and her maid also knelt down deeply and dared not look up.

Maybe it was intentional that the big man did not let the two get up, but crossed them and walked into the courtyard. After a long time, the maid looked up slightly, and her eyes were full of murder, but there was no murder on her body.

"Get up, Qingyu saint. Although it's not cold now, it's not good to kneel on the ground after all." The big man's laughter came from the hall, and the woman slowly got up after thanking her. Her expression was calm and she returned to her original cold appearance without showing any disgriness.

The woman behaved elegantly, walked calmly into the hall and sat down opposite the big man.

"Humph..." The big man snorted coldly, and I don't know whether he was agrily for the woman sitting opposite him or something: "Qingyu saint, you came a few days earlier than this guardian, so tell me what's going on now!"

"The jungle is very chaotic, and the families of the gate valves are fighting in it, but Mu Yun seems to have disappeared. Since Elder Sun blew up the golden elixir that day, Mu Yun has never appeared again." The woman's voice was cold, talking about the news she had found out.

"What a waste!"

The big man snorted contemptuously. I don't know whether the woman is a waste or the gate valve family is a waste, but the woman looked calm, as if she had not heard this.

"This guardian will personally search for Mu Yun's whereabouts. Please ask the Qingyu saint to walk with this guardian!"

"Yes!"