After a day of turmoil, the villa finally fell silent, thousands of slaves left with heavy silver on their backs, Zhao Yuxiang looked at the empty square, his eyes dimmed and dimmed, as soon as this matter spread, the foundation of Jiudao Villa that had been painstakingly operated for three generations would definitely be hit hard, but at the moment it was important to save his life, or to fool the ethereal immortal first.

Maybe the fairy is just a happy one, and when her nosy interest is over, she will naturally leave, and the slave can not be bought again? Anyway, there is a lot of silver in the villa, and although there is a deficit of more than five million taels on this day, it is only a drop in the bucket compared to her strong net worth, which is insignificant.

The three stewards and thousands of family members standing behind him were all puzzled, these thousands of slaves were dismissed, who would dig the gold mine in the back mountain? You must know that this gold mine has been excavated for many years, and has gone through many hardships, and now there is a faint golden light oozing out of the mud layer, why did the owner of the village dismiss all the slaves at this juncture?

"Master, you must be tired after a busy day, so it's better to go back to your room to rest first. ”

Zhao Yuxiang looked up at the dark sky, this night's sky, dark and terrifying, there is not a single star on it, his heart was violently stirred, the woman who looked like a fairy said that she would give herself seven days to arrange this group of slaves, now the deadline has arrived, the slaves are all dismissed, then tonight, the woman is very likely to come to the villa again, and tell herself to do the second thing.

His whole body trembled, although the woman looked beautiful and moving, but his heart was really full of fear, but as the lord of a village, even if he was really afraid, he couldn't show it in front of his subordinates, so he whispered to the people around him: "You are also tired, take a good rest tonight, no matter what you see or hear tonight, it will be regarded as a dream, don't step out of your room for half a step, you know?"

Zhao Yang and Zhao Lu were all taken aback by the three major butlers of Zhao, and they all stepped forward and asked: "What worries does the master have? Since these useless slaves have been dismissed, all the servants who remain in the village are loyal servants. ”

Zhao Yuxiang sighed and said, "No one can help me in this matter, I hope God bless me Jiudao Villa can survive this crisis, you don't have to ask more, just disperse." ”

Everyone comforted for a while, Zhao Yuxiang waved his hand to stop the chatter with an obscure face, and dragged his weak legs back to the study.

He sat in front of the bookcase with his head propped up and a cup of hot tea in his hand, but his eyes wandered around.

That fairy, will it come tonight?

A few days ago, Xiang Lu had already come to tell him that there were indeed a lot of broken bones and remains under the sloping valley of the back mountain, but it had always been a pit for the corpses of dead slaves in the mountain village, and whether the body of the slave girl had been eaten by wild wolves?

"That woman must be a fairy, a fairy...... It's not going to be a ghost...... How can a ghost be so beautiful?"

Zhao Yuxiang muttered to himself, looking at the tea mist rising in front of him, his heart was tense for a while, and then relieved for a while, like an ant on a hot pot, fidgeting.

The faint light spread from the dim candle flame, Zhao Yuxiang was frightened, hurriedly bounced up from his seat, held the bookcase with both hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Fairy...... Is it a fairy coming?"

A voice as clear as ice and snow sounded: "Master Zhao, you are really fast!"

The floating brilliance slowly condensed and formed, and the woman in Tsing Yi, who had disappeared for seven days, slowly appeared in the silver-white light, she looked at Zhao Yuxiang with a panicked face, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.

Zhao Yuxiang's knees weakened and knelt on the ground: "The fairy has won the award, and the disciple has dismissed all the slaves in the villa according to the fairy's orders, cough cough, I don't know what else Fairy Xiaolan has ordered?"

The woman in Tsing Yi smiled lazily: "Fairy Xiaolan, it sounds quite pleasant, well, I will call Fairy Xiaolan in the future! ”

Zhao Yuxiang was breathless, and said in a low voice: "Please show Fairy Xiaolan, as long as the disciple does what he can, the disciple will definitely do it properly." ”

Fairy Xiaolan had a pretty face and said: "Of course, you must do what you can do, and you must do what you can't do.

Zhao Yuxiang's whole body was cold, he pressed the floor with both hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes, the disciple will definitely be able to do the things entrusted by the fairy, fairy, please say." ”

Fairy Xiaolan nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's right, it's not bad that the owner of the village has the ability to see the wind, no wonder the Nine Dao Villa has been prosperous for many years." ”