Boss Scraps likes me too much, what should I do?

Most of the servants kneeling here are well aware of the rumors spreading in Ubuyashiki's house.Hearing Guiwu Tsuji Wumi say this, he trembled, and fell on the ground tremblingly, not daring to speak, especially one person hidden among the crowd.

The three people who were thrown on the ground by the samurai were shaking like chaff, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, but the three people said those few words upside down, and they couldn't find any tricks. Tsuji Wuchan himself was upset when he heard it, his temples twitched.

There was a low table with tea sets beside her. Wu Mi closed her eyes, grabbed a teacup at hand, and slammed it at the three people kneeling on the ground. After taking several slices, the man's forehead was also smashed, and bright red blood slowly flowed down the forehead.

The man was so frightened that he knelt on the ground trembling and dared not speak any more.

"Shut up." Gritting his teeth to stop the smell of blood spreading, Wu Mi raised his chin and looked at the three people coldly: "I'm so annoying, did I let you talk?"

Countless people were frightened by Wu Mi's blow, and their minds were in turmoil.

Wu Mi hasn't seen blood for several months, probably it's because they have fed up the appetite of these servants, thinking that this young master is not the devil who doesn't take human life seriously before he dares to be in a place like the garden He talked unscrupulously about the affairs of the master's family, but if this matter is discovered, what is it if it is not courting death?

Steward Inoue, who was standing aside, sighed, and looked at Crescent Moon who was also standing on the side with his head bowed silently, as if he was meeting Crescent Moon for the first time, Steward Inoue looked complicatedly as if he hadn’t done anything but caused There was a bloody crescent.

No one knew what Yueya was thinking, he stood there like a wooden sculpture, stiff and rigid, silent and soundless.If he hadn't been the center of this rumor, no one would have noticed such a docile and weak boy.

Oni Wu Tsuji Wucan squinted his eyes and looked around at everyone below, but no one said anything.

He sneered twice, pointed to one of the three people he found at the beginning, and said, "Tell me, who told you these words?"

"If you don't say it, you will die."

That servant seemed to have received an amnesty, although he stuttered a little because of fear, but in order to survive, he still spoke out everything he knew like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

He didn't say a lot, but he shook out all the people who told him about it.

In the end, things just snowballed and everyone began to blame each other, evading and saying that it was none of their business.

It is not difficult to solve this matter, as long as you find the source and kill it, one after another, the servants who were kneeling on the ground were accused one by one. No one is really innocent.

Probably the reason why the law does not blame the public. After tossing and tossing for a long time, they still haven't revealed who the real source of the rumors is. If Miyayashiki Kuyoshi handles this matter, maybe they won't kill everyone. Yashiki Sora didn't have that kind of benevolence either.

If you can't find the source, kill it all.

The anger in Wu Mi's heart could not be dissipated and no one could please anyone. It was obvious that no one wanted to talk about it, and Wu Mi did not insist on finding out the source. The obvious angry expression on his face gradually disappeared, and Wu Mi did not speak again.

There was a suffocating silence in the yard, and everyone was sweating, but they gradually calmed down thinking that they would not lose their lives no matter what.

Holding the teapot and pouring himself a cup of hot tea, Wu Mi put the cup to his mouth and touched it lightly.

The tea is a little hot, and it is still steaming, but this temperature is just right for the body to be cold all year round, and it is just to warm the mouth.

"Since no one knows, then forget it."

Everyone who heard this breathed a sigh of relief, and the few people hidden among the crowd were even more relaxed, thinking that it was indeed the young master who lived in the medicine jar and knew nothing, and the thunder and rain were so light that the matter was lightly thrown away. uncovered.

But it was too early for them to rejoice.

Since they can only make up nonsense with a mouth, but they can't ask anything when they should speak seriously, then what's the use of having a mouth?Is it disrespectful to the master just to feed them and waste the food of the Ubuyashiki family?

Wu Mi stared down at a tea stalk floating on the water in the cup, and smiled softly: "Ubuyashiki doesn't need a talkative servant."

The people below hadn't realized what the meaning of Wu Can's words were, and Crescent Moon and Manager Inoue, who knew the young master's temper, were already secretly thinking that something was wrong.

According to Wu Mi's self-willed and self-confident style, if no one is found out, none of the dozens of people kneeling here will die.

Sure enough, Wu Mi waved his hand, and said to the silent warrior behind him: "If you can't open your mouth, there is no need, just cut off your tongue."

The warriors were taken aback for a moment, but did not respond.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Wu Mi stretched out her finger and pointed at the group of black people kneeling under her: "I said, if you don't need that mouth, you don't need it."

In an instant, there were cries and begging for mercy one after another. Several warriors looked at each other and saw the chill in Wu Mi's eyes, so they walked towards the group of people hesitantly.

Wu Mi didn't have the heart to look at these noisy servants anymore, put his arms on the tea table and supported his forehead with his hands, Wu Mi half-closed his eyes and began to close his eyes to rest like this, the screams of the servants beside his ears shocked him It was like some nice piece of music, with bloody curves on the corners of his mouth.

Today's bright sunshine fell on the people in the yard, bringing them not warmth, but a bone-chilling cold.

But before the samurai could make a move, Crescent Moon stopped it.

He came out and knelt beside Wu Mi.

"My lord, please don't do this."

Crescent Moon's voice was still hoarse, but she spoke softly to Wu Mi.

This is not the voice that Wu Cang wants to hear, not what Wu Can hope to hear from Yue Ya's mouth.

He wants to hear the cries of these damn servants, and Yueya just needs to shut up and watch how he executes these subordinate servants, instead of kneeling in front of him and looking at him now, with eyes full of disagree.

Isn't Crescent happy?Shouldn't this be fun?He obviously helped Yueya to give this group of lowly servants a hard lesson, and in the future no one would dare to offend the majesty of Ghost Dance Tsuji, nor would they dare to gossip behind their backs.

"What did you say?" Wu Mi looked at Yue Ya with a cold face, his eyes were full of disbelief, followed by a touch of annoyance.

"Please don't do this, Lord Wuyou." Yueya bent down, with an extremely humble attitude, "If you do this, not only will it not be good for your reputation, but Yueya will not be able to bear it."

This is Yueya's long-lost behavior after Wumi told Yueya that there is no need to salute, but instead of calming Wumi's anger, it made his anger even higher.

"Hey——" Wuyou sneered, "Are you begging for mercy for them? Where did you get your confidence?"

After speaking, as if feeling some pain in the heart, Onimai Tsuji Muyou tightened the collar at the heart, and his rose red eyes were fixed on the top of Crescent Moon's hair.

"Do you think these people will be grateful to you for this?"

"No—" Wu Mi said, "I won't."

"They'll just hate you."

This is the so-called inferiority of human beings.

Yue Yue didn't refute, but just raised her head so that Wu Mi could see his face clearly.

There was no expression on her face, she was still smiling as usual, but Yue Ya still said, "Please don't do this, Mr. Wu Mi."

"I'm not for myself, and I don't have that self-confidence."

"I'm worried about adults."

After Yueya finished speaking, she brushed the loose hair from her ears back, her eyes fell on Wu Mi's veiny hand that was holding the tea cup tightly, and she released the tea cup from Wu Mi's hands as if distressed, and then hugged Wu Mi The miserable hand transmits heat.

Wu Mi looked down, moved her fingers but did not move away.

He was a bit greedy for the warmth of Crescent Moon's palm.

"worry about me?"

"Yes, I'm worried about your lord." Yueya smiled and continued, "I don't care what I do. Their lives are naturally nothing compared to your lord's. It's just that most people are afraid that your lord will cut off their tongues like this." I can't survive."

"Death turns into ghosts, ghosts can turn into demons, and now the Heian capital is full of monsters and monsters. What if the survivors breed demons and hurt adults? Even if Abe Seimei sits in Kyoto, who can guarantee that adults will be safe? And these If the news gets out, my lord's reputation will also plummet, and it's obvious that your lord is not such a person. Why should there be a stigma because of it?"

Steward Inoue looked at him as if he was seeing Crescent Moon for the first time, he had never seen anyone who could coax Wu Mi from a rage.

But Crescent Moon did.

Wu Mi's livid face changed visibly for the better.

"What do you want to do?" Wu Mi asked.

"Just find out the source." Yueya said softly, "Other people will not dare to commit the crime again after seeing the consequences."

There were still intermittent cries in the yard, but the samurai did not dare to move again without Wu Mi's order, until Wu Mi said aloud to back down.There was a sigh of relief on everyone's face.

It's just that these servants finally realized it.

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi has not changed at all, he is still the original devil, but this devil now has the reins.

It didn't take long, and the source of the rumor was corrected by the frightened servant.

The man knelt on the ground and wept profusely, but no one would save him now, not even Crescent Moon.

Crescent Moon recognized him and guessed it was him.

After returning from the doctor, Yue Ya ran into him in the servant's yard and said that he was carried out of the innocent house covered in blood.The malice in her eyes couldn't be concealed, it's just that Yueya didn't bother to pay attention to him.

This is also good, solve it as soon as possible, once and for all.

"Wait." Wu Mi yelled to stop the samurai, and then signaled the samurai to give the wakizashi in his hand to Yue Ya.

"You do it." Putting Wakizashi into Crescent Moon's palm, Wuyou forced her to hold the knife tightly.

Wu miserable looked at Yueya, with lava flowing in his eyes, and said, "Kill him."

Crescent Moon clenched the knife in her hand, lowered her head and smiled.

"it is good."