What does the Murong family rely on
When He Xi arrived at Murong's house, the night had already fallen completely dark.
He Xi leaped onto the highest roof of Murong Mansion and was about to explore below, but suddenly his heart started to tremble. He held his breath completely, and asked Dandan to help him restrain all fluctuations of spiritual power before he carefully explored below.
I saw that the layout of Murong Mansion was similar to the courtyard house in my previous life.
The place is surrounded by high walls with many restrictions painted on them. Anyone who uses spiritual power will trigger the restrictions once they enter.
Inside the mansion, there were patrolling guards everywhere. There was a sentry every three steps and a guard post every five steps. The small Murong Mansion was guarded like an iron barrel.
The little golden dragon couldn't help but mutter in Hexi's mind with his spiritual sense: "I don't know how many shameful things are hidden in the Murong Mansion. The guards in the palace I saw before were not so strict!"
At the end, he didn't forget to flatter him, "Fortunately, you have great magical powers. You are neither a physical cultivator nor a spiritual cultivator. You can walk through this formation without triggering any restrictions. Where did you get such a powerful ability? Can you teach me next time?"
He Xi had no time to pay attention to Xiao Jinlong's nagging. Her eyes were fixed on a courtyard not far away with a serious expression.
Under the eaves of the courtyard, there was a man wearing a cloak and a wide-brimmed hat, talking to a middle-aged man.
The cloaked man restrained his aura, without any fluctuation of spiritual energy, but He Xi instinctively tensed up all over, with cold sweat oozing out of his palms.
The strength of this cloaked man is not ordinary, at least he is definitely several times stronger than Elder Jiang!
Although He Xi did not know the middle-aged man, judging from his dress, he should be from Murong Mansion and his status must be not low.
But at this moment, the middle-aged man spoke to the cloaked man with a respectful and fearful look, and even his eyes were looking at the ground, not daring to look around casually.
He Xi concentrated his internal energy into his ears, and the conversation of the two people could be heard from afar.
"My Lord, all the pills have been refined. Please inspect them."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out a storage bag and handed it respectfully to the cloaked man.
The cloaked man held the storage bag and counted for a while, then said with satisfaction: "Very good, I will definitely repay Elder Murong's contribution to the head of the family, and you will definitely benefit from it."
"As long as your Murong family works well for us, one day, the position of the head of the four great families will belong to your Murong family."
The cloaked man's voice was low and hoarse, but it sounded vague and unreal, and it was obvious that he had undergone some voice modification.
The middle-aged man was overjoyed when he heard this, and he bowed quickly and said, "Thank you, sir. When my Murong family becomes prosperous, we will never forget your kindness in helping us."
The cloaked man nodded with satisfaction, put away the storage bag, and threw him another storage bag. "This is the material for the second half of the year. You keep it well and make sure to deliver it on time..."
The cloaked man hadn't finished his words when his expression suddenly became stern and he turned his head abruptly to look in the direction of Hexi.
The middle-aged man asked nervously, "Sir, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." The cloaked man shook his head in confusion, then murmured, "Is it my illusion? It must be an illusion... If there is someone, how could they escape my spiritual sense detection?"
Seeing the cloaked man and the middle-aged man leave side by side, He Xi, who was hiding on the roof, breathed a sigh of relief, and then slapped the little golden dragon on the head in annoyance. (To be continued)