Hitchcock's living room was a splendid affair, but Xiaofeng didn't seem to see the ornate furniture and elaborate furnishings. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Mira really wanted to say that you are pretending to be forced, but then I thought about it, people are pretending to be forced, not like looking left and right like themselves, just like a dirt bun who has just entered the city.

The housekeeper was still very proud, and wanted to ask this real rich man to comment on his elaborate masterpiece, but who knew that people didn't take these things into their eyes at all, and suddenly seemed to be a little shorter. He said cautiously: "The old man is too tired from crying, and he has already rested, do you want to wake him up?"

Xiaofeng smiled indifferently: "Don't worry, I'll talk to you first." The butler immediately stood aside in fear, reminding Mira of the last time he had spoken coldly, and couldn't help but glare at him fiercely.

Xiao Feng first asked the master of the mansion Ding Geometry, whether he was busy on weekdays and so on, and suddenly asked: "Your lady, do you know swordsmanship?" The housekeeper immediately replied: "The young master is asking the eldest lady, right? ”

"Big lady, do you still have a second lady?"

"I'm not afraid of the young master's jokes, our lord thinks that the eldest lady doesn't have a son, not only the second lady, the third lady, and the fourth lady, but even the wild lady who has no name and no place outside, there are more than a dozen, but they have been hiding it from everyone in Mingyue, and our eldest lady doesn't talk nonsense to the outside world. ”

Xiao Feng's fingers lightly slapped on his legs, as if he was organizing words, but Mira hurriedly asked, "Does the death of the Bright Moon Sword Saint have a big impact on you?"

The housekeeper smiled bitterly: "How can it not be big? In the past, others were in a hurry to do business with us, but now no one cares about us at all, and those partners are avoiding us like a plague." Alas, we are nothing more than a little more fake, a little more ruthless, and a little more expensive, but now in this world, who doesn't do this. ”

"Because of this, every time the lord comes back these days, he smashes the pot and smashes the pot, and it wasn't until last night that his face was a little better, and he took the eldest lady and the young lady to the back garden to enjoy the moon and taste tea. ”

"Oh?" Mira continued, "Was there anything fun yesterday?"

"Didn't there be some kind of tournament in the city yesterday?" Miss said that there was a stupid milla she knew who had won a few games, and she followed in to celebrate. ”

Mira turned her head and just saw Xiao Feng's teasing gaze, his face turned red, and he spread his hands and said, "I still don't ask, you can ask." ”

Xiao Feng continued to pat his legs, and suddenly asked, "Those robbers last night weren't from this city, right?"

The housekeeper didn't react at once, and said in a hurry: "No, it's on Erlong Mountain, sixty miles outside the city." He suddenly realized what he was talking about, and looked at Xiao Feng with wide eyes, as if he had seen an evil ghost, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

"Fool," said an angry voice from the inner chamber, "why don't you wake me up when you have a distinguished guest? What if you neglect a guest? Why don't you take my golden red robe for your guest." ”

The butler hurriedly retired, and Hitchcock, a fat building materials merchant, hurriedly flashed out from behind the screen, and vigorously waved at the two of them, saying that he was too laborious to greet Yunyun in person. Mira had dealt with him, so she also stood up and said a few words to explain her intentions, but Xiaofeng kept smiling and sitting on the chair without getting up, just staring at Hitchcock and constantly looking up and down.

The building materials merchant was finally a little annoyed, and asked Mira: "Who is this?" Mila just wanted to introduce, Xiaofeng seemed to make a gesture casually, Hitchcock ahh ”

Hitchcock is a big businessman, so he also understands better how the Tongjuntang Jun family is a giant, maybe he, a building materials merchant, can still speak a few words in Minsk City, but compared to the Jun family, he is not even an ant at the foot of an elephant. He was happy and frightened, his face was full of flattery, and he almost knelt on the ground to kiss Xiaofeng's feet.

Xiao Feng didn't realize it, but asked lightly and lightly: "Those robbers should be familiar with Lord Hitchcock, right?"

The building materials merchant's fat face trembled, and the fat flesh rippled like a wave for a while, and then he settled down and said, "How is it possible? I am a serious businessman, how can I know those robbers?"

Xiao Feng sighed, and didn't ask, but looked left and right: "Where is the mourning hall of the eldest lady? I want to go to the mourning hall in front of the spirit, I don't know if it is convenient?"

Hitchcock only hesitated for a moment and said, "Convenient, of course convenient, it's in the back garden, and the two of you come with me." ”

The flower branches in the back garden seem to have not been pruned for a long time, and they look dilapidated, with many white silks wrapped around the dead branches and leaves, like cobwebs that have been broken in the wind and rain. After Xiaofeng had given incense to the eldest lady, he looked around in the garden, and Mira followed him, and from time to time he heard him say, "It seems that the robbers are hiding here." "Well, they rushed out of the house from here. "Hey, someone actually fell here, haha. ”

Xiao Feng turned around and returned to the mourning hall, Hitchcock was arranging the offerings in a dignified manner, Xiao Feng raised his eyes and looked around: "It seems that Mrs. Zun usually likes to wear white?" The fat of the building materials merchant shook again: "How can you see it?" "The white silk hanging on the tree, I can't buy so much if I go to buy it urgently, it should be Mrs. Zun's usual collection and wear." Hitchcock was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes." ”

"Haha, Lord Hitchcock, do you see these white silks floating up, don't they look like Madame Zun's soul has returned to visit you?"

The building materials merchant's face turned white all of a sudden: "Young Master Jun, don't laugh, how can you still return your soul when you die?"

"Can't it? This Mira next to me is famous for summoning the undead, do you want to ask him to summon the soul of Madame Zun back to get together with the master, even if he summons the Mingyue Sword Saint back, it is not impossible. ”

Mira was stunned, when did she have this ability? was about to retort, but saw the building materials merchant's whole body tremble: "Isn't this good? Life and death are different, yin and yang are separated, my wife and I are as deep as the sea, I really don't want to see her come and go like this, and it only adds to my sadness." ”

"Oh," Xiao Feng stretched his tone: "Since Lord Hitchcock and Mrs. Hitchcock have a deep relationship with the sea, then may I ask," his face suddenly turned cold: "Why did you force Mrs. Zun to die?"

Mira couldn't help but exclaim: "His wife, wasn't she killed by robbers?"

"Yes," Xiaofeng smiled again, looking at the frightened building materials merchant, "Lord Hitchcock, is that so?"

The building materials merchant hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his face, and kept nodding and said, "Yes, yes, it is true." ”

"Well, even if that's the case, but why do I see from the footprints that Lord Hitchcock was standing with the robbers at that time, but instead stood opposite Mrs. Zun, is Lord Hitchcock also a member of the robbers?"

"What? It can't be, it's so messy in the garden, how can you see footprints?" the building materials merchant wiped his sweat more frequently.

"Not only are there footprints, but even the short sword that killed your wife is covered with your bloody handprints, do you still want to deny it?"

"Impossible," cried the building materials merchant, "I told them to take the dagger out a long time ago, and you can't find ......." Suddenly, his voice stopped abruptly, like a chicken with its neck cut off.

Mila looked at Xiaofeng with a smile, as if he saw a living ghost, but he smiled and pointed to the scenery in the garden and said: "You see, if there is one less rockery and one more bamboo forest here, it will immediately look much more elegant." ”

Under Xiaofeng's layers of attacks, the sweaty building materials merchant finally revealed the truth. Since the death of the Bright Moon Sword Saint, his business has plummeted. Seeing that his family was empty, he was bent on doing something to change it, and after thinking about it, he finally confirmed that it was his wife who caused all this calamity.

Indeed, he did defeat countless competitors to gain the favor of the Bright Moon Sword Saint and marry his daughter to him, but wasn't that for the power network of the Bright Moon Sword Saint? Indeed, since this lady got married, although she has been sick and sick, she is still diligent and thrifty, but she can't give birth to a son, do these family properties have to be handed over to outsiders? Indeed, the current predicament is not to blame on the lady, but as a woman, isn't it natural to make sacrifices for her man's career?

The building materials merchant does not have a lot of successful experience and methods, marriage is the only way out he can think of, but this daughter is too young, even if she is sent out, no one may be willing to accept it, so you can only find a way to do it yourself.

After a period of investment and operation, the building materials merchant got in touch with a great magician in a neighboring city. The great magician had an older sister who was not too old and not too ugly, at least barely within Hitchcock's acceptable range. But this sister had a request, that she had to be Hitchcock's main wife.

The building materials merchant can make a difficulty, although the Mingyue Sword Saint has lost his momentum, but there are really a lot of disciples and grandchildren who have been handed down in this vein, if he rashly proposes to divorce his wife, he is not so bold. But if he wanted to go and talk to his wife to give up the main room, he still didn't have the courage to do so.

He pondered for a long time, and finally came up with a solution that was not a solution. Through the help of his butler, he came into contact with a gang of bandits outside the city and hired them to kidnap his wife and daughter. After waiting for a few months, the thieves put their wives and daughters back, and they were already in a boat and a cook, and they could also develop their own business again under the protection of the great magician.

All this was properly arranged, but when the bandits shouted and rushed into the back garden, something went wrong, and the bandit leader, the big black man, actually knew his daughter and knew that she was the descendant of the Sword Saint. The building materials merchant will never forget the look in which her woman looked at her when she learned of all these plans, and even when she learned of her mother's death, she did not feel such deep pain and despair.

The building materials merchant never thought that the woman who had always been sick and weak and obedient to him actually had such strength hidden in her bones, regardless of her own mourning and repentance and forgiveness, sneered and stabbed the short sword left by her mother into her chest. At that moment, he felt that his chest was also pierced, and there was only that cold smile in his eyes. His heart was in terrible pain, and his uninteresting daughter pounced on him to die, and he waved his hand miserably, signaling the bandits to take that little trouble away.

After he sobered up, he immediately went to the public security bureau to report the case, and issued a mercenary mission, so that he could eliminate his suspicion, and secondly, it was equivalent to making a public announcement to clear the way for him to marry the sister of the great magician, but he didn't expect to kill a demon like Xiaofeng and make himself fall short.