The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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In accordance with the memories of the reborn daughters' past lives, the illusion of the fascination has elevated some capable servants to fill the gaps in management.

After some deployment, until late at night, the illusion lady went to rest early, and she was busy with the illusion, but she felt not tired, and now she is relieved after being tired, it is worth...

The East is white.

***

This is one of the most luxurious restaurants outside the Imperial Palace of the Chongyun Empire.

The general hall is usually used to receive the guests, but this place has not been opened, the new state is the first time it is activated.

Just after the dawn, Mo Si returned to the China Pavilion.

"Reporting a small master, ink four is back."

"Come in." The voice inside is cold and noble.

Ink went in, and the Lord only had a white crepe shirt. In the practice of writing a large brush, only one clear back was left to him.

"The ant colony outside the phantom has disappeared, and there is no one left..."

"Where have you been?"

"There are scattered in all directions."

He was scattered in all directions, and he couldn’t find any clues. He came back and asked for the Lord to decide.

For a long time, that Moya has finished writing a big character and playing with the pen in his hand. This pen looks quaint and old. The pen is engraved with a fuzzy totem trace. The hair on the nib does not know what material is made, soft and full. With strength, there is no ink on the table, but the pen is full of ink and surplus. At first glance, it is not like a product. "What happened in the Magic House last night?"

"The movement is not small, the Miss Magician learned the tricks of the monks, grabbed the evil servants, and secretly placed on the roof of the house, equipped with a small organ of blast, and the ghosts were scary, so that the subordinates could be opened. Eyes..." Mo Si suddenly missed the theme.

"So, your attention is drawn, and you don't find out why the ant colony is scattered?"

"Cough, that, less master! The subordinates only aim at a few eyes..."

At this time, suddenly someone came out to report.

"Less Lord, this morning, the East Street Wu Shilang died in bed again. When he was discovered, there were a lot of snakes and rats passing the signs, and the heart of Wu Shilang was gone."

The pen in the hand of Moya, suddenly became smaller, turned into a finger, and hidden in his palm...

"Come, change clothes, let's go see."

***

After handling the servants of the illusion, and reorganizing the illusion, the illusion did not sleep for one night. The next morning, the major treasurers of the outside management shops were also summoned to the illusion.

The illusionist family is big, and there are many shops in Kyoto, all walks of life.

The illusion of the face only left a few local food stores, regardless of the opposition of the people, all the other industries are people to hang out the resale brand.

In the past life, after the funeral ceremony of the Magic North, the family members were surrounded by the illusion of the illusion, and there was no man in charge of the illusionist. I am afraid that the directors of the squadrons would be bullied by the three masters.

In name, it helps the Magic House to manage money. In fact, it is a big money to make money in his pocket, so many shops have been hollowed out.