At this moment, he was feeling nervous and excited, and he thought a lot. Maybe it was because he had not really done anything strange that the female ghost did not kill him last night.

However, he had been aiding and abetting evil for so many years and had indeed indirectly harmed many families. At this moment, he felt that his soul was no longer clean.

My heart is in a mess and very confused.

At night, Mr. Zhao had a little habit, which was to carry a wine pot and check his warehouse, then talk to himself in front of the silver, drink a little wine, and kiss the silver ingots from time to time.

Only the butler knew about this. He came to the warehouse without anyone noticing, opened the door with a special key, took out two silver ingots, smeared arsenic on them, and then placed them on the box.

After everything was done, I was soaked all over.

I went to the kitchen and pretended to check the ingredients.

Seeing that he had not left, the cook stood there in a daze and asked in a low voice: "Butler, are you okay?"

The housekeeper touched his stomach and asked, "Is there anything to eat now?"

The cook pointed at the chicken soup and said, "Master, you haven't finished it yet!"

"Can you give me a bowl of noodles? I slept all day and didn't eat anything. I'm starving!"

The cook felt a little sympathetic towards him. The story of his beating today was widely spread. "Wait a moment!"

The housekeeper sat down, opened the stove and threw the paper bag in.

The cook turned around and saw him adding firewood, and hurriedly stopped him: "You can't do that, you can't do that..."

The butler laughed at himself, "Why not? We are all slaves, so how can we be divided into high and low?"

The cook could see that he was in a very bad mood and stopped trying to persuade him.