People write diaries in Zongwu, and the heroes collapse

The diary turned out to be real.

The two women were trembling now.

Abi is still young now. She doesn't want to spend her whole life with a fool. Think about it, is that how people live?

Not to mention A'Zhu, sisters may kill each other in the future, which is not the most terrifying thing.

The most terrifying thing is that both of their sisters died.

After the two girls were silent for a while, Abi took the lead and said, "Sister A'Zhu, do you think we should tell the young master that the old master is still alive?"

A'Zhu thought deeply and said: "The old master is afraid that people will find him, so he hid in the Shaolin Temple. If we tell the young master, he will go looking for it, and the whereabouts of the old master will be exposed."

"Sister A'Zhu is very worried. We will keep the news about the old master secret from the young master for the time being."

Abi nodded.

After a while, the two of them calmed down.

Abi teased and said: "I didn't expect Sister A'Zhu to be Duan Zhengchun's daughter. I heard the young master said that Duan Zhengchun is the Zhennan King of Dali Kingdom, so wouldn't Sister A'Zhu be the princess of Dali Kingdom?"

"I don't care about the princess, as long as my sister and I are safe."

A'Zhu sighed.

Abi knows that Sister A'Zhu must be entangled in the ending of their sisters. The biological sisters finally died because of a man, which A'Zhu cannot accept now.

"I don't know who is writing the diary. He actually knows so many secrets and can predict what will happen in the future. Can this person tell fortunes? Or is he the reincarnation of an immortal?"

Abi became curious about the person who wrote the diary, and even an image of an immortal far superior to Murong Fu appeared in her mind.

"Whether he is an immortal or not, I don't know, but I know that this person must be at Mantuo Villa."

A'Zhu said affirmatively.

"Then should we go to Mantuo Villa to find him..."

A'Zhu interrupted her: "My uncle's wife is in the village. If she finds out, we will not survive."

Abi was also shocked.

Mrs. Wang does not like people from the Murong family going to Mantuo Villa. Even if they are Murong Fu's maids, they will be severely punished if they are discovered.

In the past, they would dare to go secretly when Mrs. Wang was not around.

A'Zhu actually wanted to find the person who wrote the diary, but she knew she couldn't rush it now.

"Um, is this an older sister or a younger sister..."

Zhong Ling, who was on his way to Wuliang Mountain, was speechless after seeing the recently updated diary.

His biological father, whom he had never met before, was so romantic. There were women one after another outside. No wonder his mother was so sad and finally married her current father.

"It doesn't matter if I don't want this father, it's better to be the father I am now. They love each other very much, and my mother lives a very happy life."

In order not to destroy the current family happiness, Zhong Ling decided to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and pretend that this incident never happened.

It's just that she feels that her mother owes her father a little.

"Hey, this blessed land of Langhuan in Wuliang Mountain actually has skills. It's so perfect. I'll go find them."

"If the person who wrote the diary came to Wuliang Mountain and couldn't find the technique, hehe, I would like to see what her expression would be like."

Zhong Ling immediately quickened his pace.

"The person I kidnapped last night turned out to be the person who wrote the diary..."

Mu Wanqing, who was recovering from her injuries in the countryside, looked confused when she saw the recent diary.

At that time, she just felt soft-hearted and let the guard go. She never thought that it would be such a coincidence.

"Hmph! He actually has a bad desire for me. Next time I see him, I have to dig out his two eyeballs."

Mu Wanqing said bitterly.

"Wan'er, what are you doing?"

Seeing Mu Wanqing in a daze, Qin Hongmian frowned and asked.

When Mu Wanqing heard Qin Hongmian's voice, she came back to her senses and explained: "Master, I was wondering whether we should stay here to assassinate Mrs. Wang or return to Dali first."

Qin Hongmian had already thought about it along the way: "Li Qingluo, this bitch, must be on guard now. It will be difficult to kill her again. Let's go back to Dali first and look for opportunities later."

"Yes, Master."

Mu Wanqing responded, feeling a little regretful in her heart. If she just returned to Dali, she would have no chance to see him again.

Suddenly, her expression changed, and she said in the diary that if Mrs. Wang sent people to hunt them down, then this person might be among them.

That night, she saw his face clearly, and she would definitely recognize him if they met again.

On duty the next morning, nothing major happened, but the families of the dead and wounded guards arrived one after another.

They took away one hundred taels of silver and the body at the same time.

What made Lu Chen feel sad was that he actually saw some family members pretending to cry.

Zhang Tong saw Lu Chen's expression and couldn't help but sigh: "Human life is like grass. If I work as a nurse in another family, it would be nice if the master can give me ten taels of silver in case of death."

"In this regard, Madam is quite generous. After receiving the money, they can live a good life, build a new house, or marry their youngest son a wife."

Although the Mantuoshan Villa has a big business, it also has a lot of expenses. It is not easy for Mrs. Wang to support a large family business.

There are many forces coveting Mantuo Villa, which makes Mrs. Wang quite troubled.

Lu Chen couldn't help but feel sad. Living in the feudal era, it was indeed good to receive a large amount of compensation after death.

In the afternoon, Granny Rui, who had not appeared yesterday, suddenly appeared, gathered all the guards together, and took them to the martial arts training ground.

Even the guards from the inner courtyard that they usually couldn't see arrived one after another.

The third-class guards stood together, the second-class guards stood together, and the first-class guards stood together, clearly distinguishing themselves. Even among the guards, there are levels.

First-class guards look down on second-class guards, and second-class guards look down on third-class guards.

Everyone was wondering if there was something big going on in calling so many people here.

"Call so many people here to punish us, right? I heard that Madam was frightened the night before yesterday, so someone must be in trouble."

someone whispered.

"There's nothing to worry about. It's such a grand event. Maybe Madam is rewarding the guards who performed well that night."

Some people also said with envy.

Zhang Tong, who was standing in the same row as Lu Chen, bumped Lu Chen with his shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Lu Chen, you have the best brain. What do you think Madam is going to do?"

Lu Chen shook his head slightly, expressing that he didn't know.

With Li Qingluo's weird temper, Lu Chen couldn't have guessed what she was going to do.

Before everyone could wait for long, a beautiful middle-aged woman in her thirties, wearing a goose-yellow silk shirt, came up, followed by two old ladies and two teams of about ten beautiful maids. The scene was immediately shocking. A group of guards stayed there.

When the first-class and second-class guards saw Mrs. Wang's arrival, they immediately lowered their heads or raised their heads, but did not dare to take another look at her.

However, many people in the third-class guard were stunned by Mrs. Wang's beauty.

Zhang Tong was also shocked by Mrs. Wang's beauty and was stunned. Lu Chen stepped on him. Zhang Tong came to his senses immediately and looked at Lu Chen in confusion.

"You don't want to die."

Lu Chen reminded in a low voice.

Zhang Tong was stunned for a moment, remembering the rumors about Mrs. Wang, and immediately lowered his head, feeling extremely grateful to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen actually saw Mrs. Wang's face, and she was also shocked by Mrs. Wang's beauty.

However, although Mrs. Wang is beautiful, her face has the traces of years, so she cannot compare with Wang Yuyan in her teenage years.

Lu Chen only glanced at it and quickly lowered his head.

He hasn't lived enough.