Peerless Martial Saint starts from signing in

Chapter 16

Xiao/Xiang Pavilion covers a vast area.

There are mountains, lakes, pools, pavilions and pavilions in the museum.

The living room where Mu Feng lives is an area specially designated for the steward. It is a private courtyard, clean and tidy.

In the entire Xiao/Xiang Pavilion, there are three special places where he can enter and exit at will, and the items checked out are of good quality.

At least it didn't come out like Chunmanlou, who made a "very powerful but don't know where to use it" Dragon and Tiger Destroying Emotion Pill.

Overall, this is indeed a good place to sign in and practice.

On this day, Mu Feng walked out from the gate of the courtyard, and was about to go to the attic where the ancient books were collected to sign in.

Before he had gone far, he was stopped by two new stewards.

"Master Mu, wait for us, let's go together!"

"That's right, Miss Xiuchun said yesterday, she is willing to study the piano score with us, don't be a disappointment to Manager Mu!"

Hearing the voices of these two people, Mu Feng turned a deaf ear and did not stop walking.

He knew that these people were looking for trouble, and he wouldn't slap them to death for such a small problem.

Just thinking about whether there is a way to get it done once and for all, the courtyard door behind him made a loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, a muscular figure jumped out of the courtyard, stood beside Mu Feng like an iron tower, and glared angrily at the two stewards who were hurriedly chasing after him.

This person's name is Cao Tai, and he is also the manager who was hired not long ago.

He has always been straightforward and warm-hearted, and he is extremely disgusted with those people's behavior of 'bullying' Mu Feng.

As soon as he heard the shout from outside, he rushed out immediately.

"That's enough of you, don't blame me for being rude if you continue to babble!"

The two stewards stopped, looked at each other, and quickly discussed the countermeasures with their eyes.

This was not the first time they were blocked by Cao Tai, and anger was building up in their hearts.

One of them stepped forward, tilted his head and looked at each other: "You're welcome? What can you do? It is expressly forbidden to beat people without reason in the museum."

The other person immediately raised his voice and shouted left and right: "Everyone come out to comment! Someone here is going to beat up a colleague viciously!"

Cao Tai looked at his fist, and with an idea, he turned his head up and roared at the two of them with a dragon!

"Roar!"

A sonic beast's roar filled with billowing spiritual energy erupted from its mouth, rolling up thousands of dust.

The two stewards were still singing the oboe together, when they were suddenly swept by a storm.

The skin twisted, the clothes fell apart, and the whole body flew backwards and fell.

When he got up from the ground, his hair was disheveled and his body was naked.

At this time, a group of stewards who were disturbed by their previous shouts happened to walk out of the courtyard.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt extremely hot!

Even Mu Feng's eyelids twitched, and he thought: This is simply the scene of the society's death.

It wasn't until the two stewards ran away screaming that Cao Tai shouted loudly: "I didn't do anything! Even if I sue the owner, I'll take the cause!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and smiled: "Don't worry, I will cover you in the future, let's see who dares to do it"

Before he could say the last half sentence, Cao Tai suddenly found that Mu Feng was no longer in his sight range.

After this episode, the group of people stopped for a few days.

But on the night of the seventh day, Mu Feng suddenly received a temporary assignment.

His duty in the museum is to supervise the VIP area and ensure that the precious calligraphy, paintings, copybooks and utensils used in those decorations are not stolen.

Generally speaking, this will be done away from the guests.

Today is different, a certain middle level in the museum directly asked him to stay in the expensive guest room of Tianzihao, so as not to let the drunken son of aristocratic family smash the porcelain in the room.

It is said to let him play by ear, but there are many inside ways.

The person in the Tianzihao room behaves perversely, but has a very special status. He belongs to the category of people who are looked down upon but dare not easily offend.

If Mu Feng stops it, that young master will definitely fight against him, and it is also possible to set fire to the house.

If Mu Feng didn't care about anything, the label of dereliction of duty would be taken off his head.

In short, no matter what he does, he will be unlucky.

Thinking of this, those who planned this matter were so excited that they even gathered in the house ahead of time to celebrate.

……

When Mu Feng came to Tianzihao's room, before he opened the door, the strong smell of alcohol and the sound of broken porcelain cups had already been heard.

At the same time, there were exclamations and whispered persuasion from the girls.

"Young Master Wei, you can't drink any more."

"Yes, yes, that peony bottle is sister Xiuchun's favorite. You dropped it, and sister Xixi got angry and ignored you."

This sentence was a very common joke, but somehow it stabbed Wei Yangbing's lungs.

Following his roar, there was an even more violent smashing sound in the room.

"What? Is it because I'm afraid that I won't be able to pay the money? Even you guys think there is no hope for my Wei Manor, right?"

All the girls in the room screamed.

But Mu Feng's heart was not disturbed, and his hands were even itchy.

Another second-generation ancestor who didn't clean up?It seems that he still has to strike with an iron fist to deal with all kinds of dissatisfaction.

He pushed open the door with a calm expression, and said to the shivering girl hiding in the corner: "You all go out."

The girls wanted to slip away a long time ago, but when they saw a steward coming to make a rescue, they quickly left with their skirts in their hands.

Before leaving, he did not forget to whisper a kind reminder to the new young steward.

"Don't mess with that person in the room. His ancestors once had a great official in the frontier, but now they are gone. It's a pity that there are orphans and widows left."

"After he's done venting, he can ask the boy to go to Wei's mansion tomorrow morning to demand compensation."

After the girls ran away, Mu Feng closed the door casually.

Wei Yangbing was dizzy at the moment, seeing the girls he called left without saying hello, he immediately vented his anger on the person who stepped into the house.

But before he could throw the flagon in his hand, a strong force had already pressed down from the top of his head.

Young Master Wei's body fell to the floor with a bang, his cheeks were tightly pressed against the messy wine and broken porcelain, and the pain immediately spread from his head to his whole body.

The stress didn't go away.

It is like an invisible mountain, trying to press the mortal body under the mountain into the ground.

The suffocation of death came instantly, and Wei Yangbing even felt his heart jump into the ear canal.

"Bang! Bang!"

Every beat shakes the eardrum and temple.

Just when his eyes began to become bloodshot and gradually blurred, the pressure on his body disappeared in vain.

Wei Yangbing breathed heavily like a drowning person surfacing, and then coughed violently.

With a flick of his sleeve, Mu Feng wiped away the broken porcelain and wine stains between the chairs and stools, and walked forward to sit down leisurely.

First, he slowly glanced at the smashed-up scene of the room, and then turned his gaze to the young man who was still lying on the ground panting.

The other party was not very old, about fifteen or so years old, with regular facial features, a high nose bridge, and some stubbornness unique to young people in the brows.

This stubbornness is just right, it won't make people bored, but it adds a different kind of handsomeness to the young man.

At this time, Wei Yangbing's drunkenness had completely disappeared.

He looked up at the person in front of him in horror, as nervous as a suspect waiting for judgment in the courtroom.

Hearing that, the young man in the management robe in the chair said lightly: "Are you sober? Get up and clean this room."