Of course, Feng Wuyao would not let Ma Xiaobao get into trouble.

Even the three he kowtowed to him at the beginning, he couldn't let him die.

In fact, Feng Wuyao just used a small spell, allowing Mr. Ma who was facing Xiaobao to see the scene of his bloody head. In fact, Ma Xiaobao did kowtow, but he didn't really get much blood.

Feng Wuyao used the body purification technique to clean Ma Xiaobao's head, then sprinkled the bleeding-stop spirit, and then wrapped it in gauze.

"His trauma should seem to be fine, but he just kowtowed to see if he would hurt the inside. He would have to wait until he wakes up."

This is a concealment, which is actually a reminder to Mr. Ma that Ma Xiaobao may hurt his mind.

As for whether you will become stupid, it depends on God's will.

Mr. Ma couldn't help but cry, and when he learned that he was being plotted against, he was not so scared.

The scene of Xiaobao's blood flowing like a pillar just now flashing in his mind.

"I'll ask the little god to save my little treasure. Just tell me what I need, and I will definitely find a way to raise it."

"Master Ma, I will watch the young master here. You should deal with your chores first. The house is uneasy and evil spirits are in chaos. If I come three days later, your Shigong's mansion will no longer exist."

Mr. Ma was stunned and his face turned pale.

Thinking of the recent frequent mistakes in handling official documents, even when he was working in the yamen, he still couldn't stop his tiredness after drinking strong tea. While this made him panic, he felt a wave of anger that could be called a monstrous one, and began to roll in his heart.

"I'm working hard for the little god. I'll deal with these trivial matters first and come back soon."

Minister Ma left his companionship and asked him to cure Ma Xiaobao entirely based on the arrangement of the fairy Feng.

Mr. Ma was very quick. Soon, the front yard was filled with servants from all yards.

"It's not my servant of the Ma Mansion, stand to the right."

After a few breaths of speech, no one was seen to move.

"I'll say it again. It's not a servant in my Minister Ma's mansion. Get out to the right!"

Now, the servants understood.

Soon, there was still a lot of movement in the crowd.

After seeing it clearly, Mr. Ma couldn't help but smile angrily.

There are not half of the people who stay.

It can really be made!

The servant who sold the servants in his mansion and bought them with the money was directly remembered as an old lady or a person from a big house. It was indeed capable!

"You all the officials will hand over the accounts for the past three months, and I will send someone to check it out."

There were a few people in charge, and they were obviously panicked.

"Master, this account is not yet complete. Otherwise, I will wait for two days to check again. What do you think?"

The teacup in Ma Shishou’s hand smashed heavily on the table, “If you are not from my Ma Mansion, get out!”

The manager was so scared that his neck shrank, and he didn't dare to say anything anymore.

The headmaster in the mansion was also called over, and there were five or six accounting rooms behind him.

This situation clearly requires on-site account checking.

The news soon reached the old lady. Although she didn't understand why her son suddenly did this, she couldn't help but feel guilty when she thought about the money she had obtained.

At this time, the Ma family's large room was in chaos.

Mrs. Ma pointed at her son's nose and cursed, "Tell me, what else can you do? You can't do such a small thing, why did your uncle see it? Are you not brainy? Crying now? What's the use of crying! Get out and go and kneel down to your uncle!"
Chapter completed!