Fairyland, Big Problem

"Mr. Wen, please speak."

"It must be something with a lot of weight that can restrain the mind of the owner of the old family. Either there is a problem with the management of your family, or it is some powerful evil."

Throwing out two options that a discerning person can think of at will, the big family is not easy to steer, and it has its own difficulties;

If it weren't for the difficulties within the clan, and the dark family, the enemy would of course be a powerful evil.

"Our Mu family has a fairly harmonious relationship, as for the powerful evil..."

Wen Jiu waved his hand very consciously, "You don't need to tell me this, I'm an outsider and don't want to enter the game."

"Understood." Mu Fengshuang nodded lightly, "I can think of a few concerns about the head of the family, and I have to discuss the details with my father."

"Yes, no matter how deep it is, I don't want to intervene."

Take money to do things and draw a line. This is the business principle of Wenjiu.

As the dinner time approached, Mu Fengshuang expressed his thanks again before leaving.

"Mr. Wen is really capable, and the reward will be doubled for you."

"Accepted the entrustment and performed my duty."

Wen Jiu's righteousness is awe-inspiring, the corners of his mouth almost grin to his ears, COS Dragon King Scorpion.

The sound of footsteps went away, and the sound of footsteps approached.

Mu Fengshuang left, and the little secretary brought meals.

"Wenjiu!"

"Tsk, you Miss Mu called me Mr. Wen, why did you know it by yourself."

"Hey hey hey."

These days, the little secretary has nothing to do. Every day, he comes to Wenjiu's guest room to touch two bottles of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

"Look, I added food for you today."

The little secretary brought food for two people, and put two extra pig's trotters on Wen Jiu's plate.

"you."

"Pig's trotters drink wine."

"I do not drink."

The little secretary and acquaintances are not very dignified when they eat. They are proper cooks and souls. Every time they talk, their mouths are never empty.

"Wen Jiu, has the matter of the young lady been resolved?"

"I tried my best, but whether it can be solved depends on how the old master sets the difficulty."

"Yes, hehe."

Speaking of Wen Jiu's business, the little secretary naturally asked about his own lady.

"Do you know our young lady's dream?"

"do not know."

Mu Fengshuang is not the entrusted object this time. Analyzing the image of the old family owner's dream has exhausted Wen Jiu, and has no intention to engage in side business.

"Miss's dream... is far away."

This is a bit of a literary and artistic statement, but it's a pity that the little secretary is holding a pig's trotter, which completely destroys the atmosphere.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the wine has passed three tours.

The noise of the Mu family banquet hall gradually fell silent.

Mu Yi'an's performance at the banquet can be said to be brilliant. He understands that the power of cultivation of the old patriarch actually comes from the patriarch and the world.

The higher the cultivation rank, the heavier the burden is, and it is not completely arrogant and free.

It sounds a bit contradictory to say this on the big happy day, but the old master gave Mu Yi'an a high evaluation.

"That's it."

In the passenger compartment, Mu Fengshuang, who had ended the banquet, conveyed the situation to Wen Jiu.

I don't know if it was because of the drinking, or because of my father's understanding of my grandfather, that made Mu Fengshuang quite agitated, and her cheeks were red and cloudy, more intoxicating than fine wine.

"Mr. Wen, I didn't expect you to achieve the commission perfectly. I kept overestimating you, and in the end I underestimated it."

"You're welcome, luck is the main factor."

I am really happy to receive double the reward, but unfortunately the game interface does not reward players with Dream Points. The Feather of the New Moon is just used when it is used. The old owner's request has not been fulfilled.

It's done well, but it's far from perfect.

The banquet was over, Mu Fengshuang came back to report information, but Wen Jiu didn't get the sweet dream points, which means that Mu Yi'an's words could not touch the depths of the old master's heart.

The old master's mind is too deep, comparable to the night at this time.

It was late at night, and Mu Fengshuang, a famous lady, was inconvenient to stay in the boys' room for a long time, so she got up to say goodbye.

"Mr. Wen, we will send a car to take you back to Changle early tomorrow morning."

"OK."

She had already expressed her gratitude several times, but Mu Fengshuang thanked him again before leaving, and then closed the door.

"Miss Twilight."

"Um."

The maid in the corridor of the passenger compartment was carrying a quaint lantern, "The old lady is calling for you to come over."

"Grandma?"

"The old woman said that you have worked hard, and I will wait for you to cook the white fungus soup."

"I'll go over immediately."

With light steps, Mu Fengshuang is in a good mood.

She didn't know what Dream Points were, but she felt that she had found a strange person and completed the task unexpectedly.

After the master of the old family finished speaking, there were indeed many experts in the clan who made clear interpretations, and they scored high marks in theory, and Mu Yi'an's answer was outside the concept, and happened to be in love with the old master.

Affectionate and reasonable, just now can be called a living dark-slayer.

"Grandma, grandpa."

In the courtyard behind the Mu family, Mu Fengshuang called out with a smile, and the maids on both sides lowered their brows and nodded.

"Every frost, come."

The kind-faced and kind-hearted old woman took half a step out of the house, and took her granddaughter's little hand into the room, smiling with wrinkles.

"It's been a hard day these days, and it's all the old man's fault for talking about such difficult things, and it's causing our family to be troubled by Fengshuang."

"Grandpa said it well, it's because I have no roots."

As soon as the old woman turned her head, she saw that the owner of the house quietly unwrapped the jar and sniffed the fragrant white fungus inside.

"Bah! Old man, I'm cooking soup for my granddaughter, what are you greedy for?!"

The old master was so frightened that his neck shrank, and there was no prestige in the discussion hall.

"I'll show Fengshuang the heat."

"It's all over the pot, where's the heat?"

"Grandma, grandpa, let's eat together."

"Eh!"

The old master put his hands together and sat down, "If frost doesn't come, I've been out of prison for a week, and I haven't had the soup that the old lady boiled."

"Nonsense, on the day I left customs, I brought soup, and the glaze on the earthen jar was eaten by you."

When she was a child, Mu Fengshuang watched her grandparents quarrel so lovingly, and she just hoped that they would be safe.

Riding the hot soup, the old master sat next to his granddaughter, "Fengshuang, what did your father do this time, and know that my heart is bound."

"Um…"

Mu Fengshuang thought of Wen Jiu's attitude~www.novelmt.com~ and knew that he only did tasks and did not want to be involved in the dark family relationship.

"Father, he has worked hard. He has practiced hard, and has also shared a lot of pressure from outside industries. It's normal to realize it."

"Hey, in fact, the most I dreamed about before leaving the customs was... the video records I saw as the direct descendant of the head of the family."

The mission of the dark family has been passed down from generation to generation. The old patriarch's coming-of-age ceremony was to watch a video recorded by the spiritual crystal under the leadership of the elders.

In the depths of the forbidden area, the formation eye where the sealing formation was gathered, the Heretic God has not been destroyed for thousands of years, and is still ready to move, watching for possible flaws that may appear at any time.

"I often dream of the terrifying scene of the six fingers breaking the ground, and I deeply feel that I have a heavy responsibility on my shoulders."

The old master's statement and Mu Yi'an's guess are inseparable, but at this moment, Mu Fengshuang feels a different kind of affection as her granddaughter.

"Grandpa, are you afraid?"

"Afraid? Our Mu family is stronger than before, what should I be afraid of?"

Mu Fengshuang didn't know why, but only felt that Grandpa was afraid.

The soft little hand held the big hand of the vicissitudes of life, "It's alright, grandpa, there are us..."

The old master's expression stopped, the more he practiced, the more he felt the power of the evil god, and the fear in his heart could only be buried deep.

How can the head of the house be afraid?

I did feel the fear again... I just covered it up.

He knew that this would be a **** in his heart, a real bondage.

At this time, his granddaughter held one hand, and his wife held the other hand. The old master no longer denied it and faced his fear.

Suddenly feeling something in his heart, he turned his head back.

Seeing the depths of the forbidden area, the evil **** was ready to move.

The ties of the family and the affection of the family maintain the seal, and the power of the formation is even more powerful, dragging the evil **** into the bottomless abyss...