But Yang Guang suddenly lost interest and couldn't help but laugh at himself, "This is really a death before he succeeds. If even the little wind and waves can't stand it, what else can I do in the future!"

"Ahem...but is Xiao Heizi okay?"

Chao Yuanfang was a little moved, but he was more worried, "Master himself has become like this, so don't worry about any servants anymore. He is just weak and can't help but feel cold!"

Yang Guang was very stubborn about this matter, "It's a servant and a brother. The young master doesn't have that many noble and humble hearts!"

Chao Yuanfang quickly apologized, but Yang Guang would not really blame him. Yang Guang also regarded him as a brother, so he showed his true nature.

"Forget it, what's wrong with you? But you and Dugulang are both introverted and sexy, and they are not as interesting as the Ming-slutty monk Hua. If the monk is here, you can talk to girls while studying the Black Dragon Valley!"

Just as the second young master was lying on the bed and moaning and feeling helpless, the Ming-slutty monk Bujie had been invited by Yang Bailao from the horse farm to the Duke of Sui's mansion in a sedan chair carried by eight people.

However, the whole process was quite unsuccessful, and the monk Hua almost tortured the butler of the Duke of Sui State's Mansion to death. After hearing Mrs. Dugu's order, Yang Bailao first rushed to Baoguang Temple to invite someone, but he was stunned. The host said that he had not returned to the temple for several days. He asked him where he had been, but he didn't know.

"Bujie often suddenly runs away to find a place without people to meditate and listen to fate, so I really don't know, but this time it seems that it was because of the second young master in the mansion..."

In Yang Guang's eyes, he was a puppet with kind eyes and bullying. In fact, all major events are controlled by Bujie, including the expenses of more than 100 taels of silver in the temple!

Of course, this was the monk Bujie who was drunk and said the truth after drinking. But after all, he was a Taoist monk over 70 years old. Although he knew nothing, the last sentence still pointed out the way for Yang Bailao.

Yang Bailao was naturally not an ordinary person to be a steward in a place like the Duke of Sui State Mansion for more than 20 years. He remembered that Mrs. Dugu said that before Li Xingzhi and his friends went to Tongguan to find someone, Master Bujie helped to divine a divination, and the direction of Tongguan City was also marked by Wu Ring. Where would Wu Ring be?

It must be in the horse farm. Although he didn't understand the inner relationship between the Second Young Master and the Monk Bujie, there were probably very few people in the world who could take the Baoguang Temple villa from the hands of the little god Bujie who was in the sky. However, the Second Young Master did it. Moreover, Yang Bailao always felt that there seemed to be something particularly similar between the Second Young Master and the Master Bujie.

But he just wanted to break the head and finally didn't think it out.

When he rushed to the thatched huts of the horse farm without stopping, Master Bujie was punching in the white snow, a boxing technique that slowly stretched but looked very handsome and elegant.

Yang Bailao knew that Mrs. Dugu was anxious at the moment, so he didn't care about so many etiquettes and stepped forward to interrupt Bujue, "Are you Master Bujue? My Mrs. Dugu invites..."

He doesn't have to say who he is or what he is. He just needs to mention Mrs. Duke Mansion very low-key, as long as he is not a fool, he will definitely know who it is.
Chapter completed!