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Under the full moon, Songgang was cold and quiet. Suddenly, two figures flashed out of the forest. One in front and one behind, they descended together and sped towards Songgang like ghosts.

When they reached the hill, they stopped. The person in front was dressed in a long black robe and a Cao Cao mask. The person behind them was wearing a tiger mask.

"How's the investigation going?"

The man in the Cao Cao mask at the front spoke first. His voice was gloomy and low.

The tiger-headed man took a step forward and bowed to the person in front of him. "My lord, news arrived a few days ago from 'Husband in the Jade Mask'. That batch of seeds is located at the Tang family's port."

"Tang Jia port?"

"Exactly."

"Very good." The person wearing the Cao Cao mask praised, "I didn't expect there to be news so soon. Hei Hu, quickly head to the Tang family's port. You must find these seeds. Today, news has come from the Mo Province that the stash is not enough for three days.

"Yes, Lord Yue."

"Also, do not let those from the Nether Demon Palace know of this matter. Do not delay my plans."

"Yes sir!"

"In order to avoid any unnecessary trouble, you can leave tonight."

"Yes." The tiger-headed man replied. Then, he disappeared in a flash.

"Cough!" Cough! "Ahem!" He coughed violently, and suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, which dripped down through the gaps in his mask. The man gritted his teeth and said, "Yu Wuhen, you are indeed a powerful character, but if you are unable to be of use to me, then you are my enemy!"

He struck out with his palm, and the bowl-thick tree in front of him snapped into pieces with a "creak".

As for Lei Wanchun, he had been extremely busy recently. Not only did he have to deal with the trifling matters of the manor, but his two counties and six prefectures were also in a state of chaos. If there were not bandits injured, the people would be affected by the drought, locusts would be affected, and the imperial court would not be idle right now.

What troubled him the most was that a strange disease had arisen in a place called the Mo Province under his rule. The people who contracted this disease were like the infected villagers of the Tang family port; the disease was extremely fierce and difficult to control, so in order to prevent the disease from spreading, Lei Wanchun ordered all the citizens in the city not to leave the city. Once this matter spread, it would greatly affect Lei Wanzhou's reputation in the martial arts world and in the imperial court. Therefore, every means must be used to defuse the epidemic within a short period of time.

The sedan bearers had already prepared a sedan chair outside the hall. After Lei Wanchun got on the sedan chair, a group of people rushed to the manor lord's head, and when they passed the ancestral hall, Lei Wanchun was attracted by the waves of chanting. He lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and saw that the hall was still lit with candles.

"Stop the palanquin!" Lei Wanchun said.

The group of people then stopped and waited for the sedan bearer to put down the sedan chair. Lei Wanchun got out of the sedan chair, shouted left and right, and walked towards the ancestral hall alone.

Lei Wanchun stopped in front of the door. He wanted to push open the door and enter, but after thinking for a moment, he stretched out his hand and lightly knocked on the door. He asked, "Manchu, is that you?"

His words were very gentle and gentle, as if he was a completely different person from the imposing Villa Master Lei in front of everyone.

"Yes, yes, yes. I am not me." Madame Lei's voice came from within the room.

Lei Wanchun couldn't help but sigh. "Manchu, can't we sit down and talk? So many years have passed, but you still can't forget about that person? "

To the south, there, to the west, to the south." Madame Lei acted as if she didn't hear anything as she continued to beat the wooden fish while reciting Buddhist scriptures.

"Kan Rou, all these years, how do you want me to treat you? "After all, we still have such a well-behaved daughter …"

"..." And the moussa doth, and the moussah, and the moxa doth doth, and the moxat doth. But his nephew … Om, grandma Lui. Ruga. Garo Emperor. acyl. "Maha! Bodhi …"

Lei Wanchun's eyes were somewhat dim. He sighed, knew that words were useless, and dejectedly left the ancestral hall.

"It's been eighteen years, and you still won't forgive me. I'm not unkind to you, Man Rou …" "It's been eighteen years, and I can't even put up a good face …" Along the way, he kept sighing and mumbling the same words.

He entered the room alone, and without a trace of strength, he slumped into his chair. The candlelight flickered from left to right, as if he was laughing at him, and the anger that had been suppressed by Lei Wanchun for a long time finally exploded out of him. He picked up the cup on the table and slammed it onto the ground, roaring, "Lei Wanchun! What's so good about you? Why do you have such a soft heart even though you've been dead for so long? "You should be very pleased now, but no matter how pleased you are, you won't even be able to touch a single finger of her. Hahahaha …"

He turned around and began to laugh out loud. His laughter was extremely crazed. Smiling, he suddenly stopped and muttered, "That's right, even though you've become a ghost, you can't even touch a single finger of Manchu, so what about me? I can't even see a hint of a smile in her eyes, and I'm not much better than you. What do I need to do to get her heart?"

Just as Lei Wanchun was feeling vexed, a voice rang out from behind him, "I didn't think that the great Moon Worship Villa's Villa Master would be tired of love. What a short heroic spirit."

Lei Wanchun was shocked. He stood up and looked back, only to see a graceful woman leisurely waving a fan. He pointed at the woman and shouted, "You … Who are you? How dare you trespass into the manor lord's heart, do you not want to die? "

"Hehehe …" The woman covered her mouth and smiled. She said, "I always wanted my life, but I've never heard of anyone daring to take mine."

Seeing her calm and composed appearance, Lei Wanchun felt that this person wasn't someone to be trifled with. Lei Wanchun's tone softened as he said, "Miss, don't you know that those who brag about themselves don't end up well?"

"Hahahaha …" The woman burst into laughter again. Her laughter was so loud that her whole body was trembling. She looked at Lei Wanchun and said, "I love to tell the truth. I never speak big words. This isn't like you in the past. An assassin cannot have feelings, otherwise, from that moment on, he would be a dead man. Is this the creed that you passed down to others? Isn't that right? "