Chapter 552: The elusive... Is Nan Guo so idle?
To Murong Ji, it sounded like a warning, an outright warning.

"Hahaha, little doctor, are you looking for a partner? That's right, you're still young, why are you acting so old all the time?"

Murong Ji was somewhat speechless. Was this person's brain used to fill emptiness? Couldn't he sense the atmosphere?
As I entered the Chen family mansion, I saw Mei Yu coming out to have dinner with Murong Ji.

Mei Yu took a quick glance and knew what was going on. She was already very familiar with her young master's situation. She led a few people into a yard, and the aroma of medicine instantly hit them.

This was earned by Murong Ji and the people around him who left work and the villagers.

"Put her on the bed over there and then go out..." Murong Ji said lightly.

The man put the girl from the Yang family on the bed, then obediently walked out of the house and sat on the steps outside with Gao Daqiang.

"My name is Gao Daqiang, what's your name?"

The man scratched his head innocently, "I didn't have a name originally, so the young doctor gave me one. My surname is Mu, my given name is Ren, and my courtesy name is Renzhi."

Poison Boy: “…”

[Name, what a weird name.] Poison Boy complained in his heart, and then asked: "Why did I give you such a name? It's so ugly."

The wooden man scratched his head. "Really? I think it sounds good. The young doctor said that the herb I gave him is called Polygonum multiflorum. It is said to be able to treat wind-cold-dampness arthralgia, and accumulation of masses and so on."

"It's an excellent medicinal herb. If I could give it to him for free, I would be worthy of the word 'benevolence'. As for being honest..."

Mu Renzhi said somewhat embarrassedly: "The young doctor said that the most important thing in life is to seek truth. Now I am not on the path of cultivation, so I can only be called straight."

Poison Boy: “…”

He always felt that the kid was bullying an honest person.

As they were talking, the door was suddenly pushed open and Murong Ji walked out.

"Little doctor, how is the girl?" Mu Renzhi asked anxiously.

Murong Ji glanced at him calmly and said, "It's none of your business. The medicine fee is on your account! It's still early. Go pick a basket of herbs now and it can help to offset the cost of the medicine."

Mu Renzhi's face turned red, and he felt a little embarrassed. He said sullenly, "I'll go right away. Just treat her. I'll pay for the medicine..."

As he said this, he skillfully put his head down and put the backpack on his back, and went out on a long journey...

"Sister Mei Yu, let's calculate how much money this kid owes us!" Murong Ji glanced at the Poison Boy, turned around and shouted into the house.

"I know, just wait for me."

After getting a response, Murong Ji looked at the Poison Boy again and bowed, "Senior, I am honored to meet you."

The Poison Boy was startled and immediately waved his hands in panic, "No! No! No! I'm not a senior, I'm the same age as you."

Murong Ji was somewhat speechless. He was addicted to acting, right? After a careful analysis, he realized that this guy probably had no ill will towards him.

Then he raised his lips slightly, and he thought of a way. He turned around and was about to leave the yard, only to find that the Poison Boy did not follow him.

Murong Ji hooked his finger at him, "Tsk tsk tsk tsk ..."

Poison Boy: “…”

Why do I feel like he is his dog? I have an inexplicable desire to beat this naughty kid to death. He slowly exhaled, and then said innocently: "I have a name! My name is Gao Daqiang! Don't forget it again!"

"I understand. Follow me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji had already walked out of the yard. After thinking about it, Poison Boy followed him and walked into Murong Ji's room, watching him take out a long wooden box from under the bed.

"Gao Daqiang, stop looking, I'm going to take you to play with something good!"

"Really? Really?"

Murong Ji looked at him like that, his mouth twitched a little, "Take it and follow me..."

Without saying a word, the Poison Boy picked up the wooden box and followed Murong Ji.

The two of them circled the entire Chen family manor, activating each stone-carved magic weapon, but were then driven into the earth's veins by the Poison Boy.

When the two of them finished the last step, Mei Yu came with a lunch box to deliver breakfast.

The Poison Boy touched his stomach and said, "Chen Mi, hurry up! When can we eat?" Then he turned his head and drooled at the food.

After Murong Ji sat down, the two of them started eating together.

Suddenly, the Poison Boy stopped abruptly and looked around. Chenjiazhuang only occupied a hill of Lingyan Mountain. Why could he sense that the power of heaven and earth of Lingyan Mountain was gathering here?

"What's wrong?" Murong Ji asked casually.

The Poison Boy came to his senses instantly, "I feel danger, no, I have to go first..." The next moment, he suddenly rolled up the remaining food and ran into the woods.

Murong Ji stared blankly at the disappearing figure of the Poison Boy and frowned. He felt that this guy ran away just to steal his breakfast. Coming back to his senses, he looked up at the formation that was about to take shape.

The next moment, the smile on his face froze. Diagonally above his head, there was a golden figure sitting on a plate. It seemed to be a spirit, but also not.

Murong Ji didn't dare to study it carefully, for fear that he would notice. But he was sure of one thing, the bun in that guy's hand was the one he hadn't finished eating just now!

No matter how much he has forgotten, he still remembers the name "Aolai Mist, Flower and Fruit Fragrance, Dinghai One Stick to Conquer All Monsters".

Murong Ji calmly checked the arrangement of the formations, but his heart was not at peace. [The Poison Boy is the Third Young Master of Aolai Kingdom! ]

Memories kept flashing in his mind, and long-forgotten memories surfaced in his heart. Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath of foul air. [Poison Boy, is the incarnation of the Third Young Master, used to monitor the Southern Kingdom... Why did he come to me? ! ]

Suddenly, Murong Ji thought of what happened at the Blue Sky Conference four years ago...

He came back to his senses, exhaled slowly, and ignored it. He couldn't take his life, right? Even if the Third Young Master really had bad intentions, would it be useful for him to resist?
When he returned home, he went to check on the girl from the Yang family's injuries. When he walked into the house, he saw Mei Yu changing the bandages on her.

Murong Ji stood on tiptoe to take a look and saw a milky white nipple. The wound had begun to heal and the person would wake up in a few days.

Murong Ji yawned and asked, "How much money does Mu Tou owe us?"

Mei Yu suddenly smiled, "It's already twenty-three taels." She casually wrapped up the Yang family girl's plump chest, closed her clothes, and covered her with a quilt. Then she said, "Master, our family doesn't lack this little money, so just give it to him."

"Besides, he was the one who carried the wounded to rescue them. With his little reward, how long will it take for him to pay me back..."

Murong Ji yawned and did not answer. He took out a book beside him and was about to read it when he suddenly thought of something and asked, "Is mother still in seclusion?"

“Well, you don’t know how obsessed the young lady is with cultivation…” Mei Yu didn’t say anything more. Now the family is managed by the young master.

The family's savings are increasing, and the young master's skills in controlling people are also very...

[Some people are born knowing, just like the geniuses who appeared at the Blue Sky Conference...]

Murong Ji had been reading for a few hours. When he came to his senses, he saw Mei Yu fiddling with something. He then asked, "I asked you to buy the surrounding land. How did it turn out?"

"We have communicated with the deacon of the Dao League, and with the family head mediating, I think there will be a result soon."

Murong Ji nodded, and then said: "Inform the villagers later, if any family has a child that can't be raised, send them to our house to be a servant. It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, I want them all..."

"Master?! We have enough manpower..."

As soon as the words fell, Mei Yu stopped talking instantly, her face was a little pale, Murong Ji's eyes were a little cold, that kind of invisible murderous intent was a little scary.

"You do what I say. Is this the second time? Once, twice, but not a third time..."

"Yes! Master. I know I was wrong!"

Murong Ji nodded calmly and turned a page of the book, "Go ahead and do it."

"Yes." Mei Yu walked out the door cautiously.

Murong Ji didn't look away until the door was closed. He considered himself not to be a harsh person. Perhaps it was because Mei Yu had taken care of him and she had feelings for him similar to those of a son.

But the problem is, you can have feelings, but they cannot interfere with his decision-making... After a long time, the nature of the relationship will change, and she will subconsciously regard herself as the master.

He was forced to take it away, not to mention that he regarded himself as the owner of the manor. Another point was that he was still a child and had no prestige...

This was also the reason why he had never taught Meiyu and Zhuju how to practice martial arts. He did not even have the ability to protect himself, so how could he entrust his safety to them?

Murong Ji put the book down and began to think carefully. If Mei Yu was replaced, who would be suitable to replace her?

After noon, Murong Ji checked Miss Yang's condition again. After making sure that there was no problem, he walked towards the medicine garden.

He also set up a formation here, but at that time he did not have the power to set up a formation that would cover the entire village, so he could only make do with it.

Now, the formation that the Third Young Master helped to set up was gradually taking shape, and he felt much more at ease. At least, his life was guaranteed to a certain extent.

By the way, the spiritual energy and evil spirits gathered in the medicine garden can nourish medicinal materials.

Murong Ji looked at the herbs one by one, and when he was sure which one could be used, he put it directly into the bamboo basket behind him.

[In a few days, the formation will be complete, and I will be able to call upon the power of heaven and earth. My life will be guaranteed, and it is time to train some trusted subordinates... Of course, as long as the Third Young Master or the Demon King does not come...]

"how did you do it?"

Suddenly, a voice came, which scared Murong Ji so much that he almost dropped the medicine basket. He turned around and saw the Poison Boy...

[Fuck! You XX baby! You appear and disappear like a ghost! ]

"Why are you back again?" Murong Ji let out a breath slowly. No matter how much he cursed in his heart, he didn't dare to show it.

(End of this chapter)