The leader is crazy again [Through the book]

After the meal was finished, the members of the Li family were all in poor health, and they all left together after apologizing.

The remaining one, Li Xian, just ordered people to remove the tables and tidy up the hall. Seeing that these people had a weird atmosphere and obviously had something to say, he also left after serving tea.

Finally, the irrelevant people left. Yan Sui, who has been holding his breath for various reasons since he found out about Mo Daosang's identity, couldn't take it anymore. Seeing that Qin Feng was still interested in drinking tea from a cup, He frowned: "Why are you still here?"

Qin Feng didn't react offended at all, still smiling, he said slowly: "Naturally, the master here stays here, so I'm here."

Yan Sui got stuck at once, but he was not willing to admit defeat, he asked, "Young Master of the Floating Life Sect?"

Qin Feng neither affirmed nor denied, just glanced at him casually with raised eyebrows, and said, "How?"

Yan Sui got a response and turned to ask Lin Wentian: "Brother Mo, you must be the leader of the Devil's Cult. With such strength, who else is there besides the leader of the Devil's Cult?"

Lin Wentian knew that Yan Sui had always had a temperament, and with his enthusiasm, he had done many things that no one else dared to think about, but it was meaningless to hide it at this time, and said, "Yes," he looked at Yan Sui again, "he It's Mo Daosang, he hasn't kept his name from the beginning, what are you going to do?"

Yan Sui didn't know what to say again, did he really want to draw his sword against his brother Mo?

Thinking of the seemingly indifferent but fearless arrogance of the man when he first met him after putting his sword back into its sheath, it made people feel hot all over their bodies.

His heart was shaking violently at that time, and now he is struggling even more.

Lin Wentian could naturally see his wavering, and his voice sank a bit: "Let's not say whether Jixian can beat Mo Daosang, but just ask, can you do it?"

Yan Sui then lowered his head, and Song Xichen looked at Lin Wentian threateningly as he looked at the dejected looks of the people around him.

Lin Wentian was naturally not afraid at all.

Yan Sui's voice became a little quieter: "Brother Mo, did you lose your memory when you escaped from the Mingchunjian forbidden area?" Without waiting for an answer, he continued to ask, "What are you going to do? Isn't it good to not restore your memory? "

At this moment, he only felt that Ying Yang, whom he had known since childhood, was terribly strange.

After a long silence, there were two decisive voices: "No."

The atmosphere in the hall was so condensed that it was hard to breathe.

It was already evening when Mo Daosang came back, and this was what he saw as soon as he entered the door.

I don't know how long these people have been sitting like this. It is estimated that the servants of the Li family are afraid to remind them to eat dinner. He thinks it is a bit funny. If you have anything to say, just say no?

Why is this necessary.

But he could only act as if he hadn't noticed it, and walked leisurely into the hall with the two dumplings he brought back from Qianlihui in his arms.

Probably because they disappeared for so many days after meeting each other, the two tuanzi were really scared, they both grabbed his front and tugged all the way, making his clothes crumpled.

"It's all here," Mo Daosang ignored everyone's eyes looking at him, walked straight to the main seat, and then tore off the two balls and put them on the small table next to him, "It's just right."

Controlling his strength, he knocked Su Wanyan's head carefully to make him calm down.

It's just that just now, the front of his clothes is even worse, and he doesn't care, anyway, with this face, he has never been disliked by others in his life.

Then he turned around and walked into the yard: "It just so happened that I wrote a plaque for this Zhuangzi, let's all come and have a look."

Everyone then walked into the yard, and Yan Sui hesitated for a moment before being pulled by the hem of his clothes by Song Yuchen and led him out.

Standing in the yard were two people who were probably from the place where the plaque was made. They were holding a wooden plaque covered with red silk cloth. Its size is also very important.

Wen Qionghua asked with a smile: "What name did Junhui choose?"

Mo Daosang didn't intend to tell him directly, he just raised his hand and lifted the silk cloth, and with a gust of wind, the plaque was exposed.

There are a few golden cursive characters on the pitch-black background, which are extraordinarily majestic and majestic. It must be hung on the red doorpost. It is beautiful and bold enough to attract everyone's attention.

Just those few words...

Everyone silently looked at Mo Daosang again.

The No. [-] village in the world, this name, they actually met someone who dared to use this name alive.

"Why?" Mo Daosang knew what they were thinking, but he wanted to ask.

Yan Sui saw that the front of Mo Taosang's black robe was disheveled, and he still asked them about such a brand in a contented manner.

This time, the image of the leader of the Demon Cult that he had established in his heart based on various impressions since he was a child completely collapsed, leaving only the person in front of him who pretended to throw you all off the mountain if he dared to say no.

Since Wen Qionghua saw Mo Daosang last time when he bought a strange beast, he has been more tolerant to Mo Daosang, and now he smiled and said without changing his face: "Junhui's writing is very good, and his name is also good. .”

Qin Feng said: "Brother Mo certainly deserves it."

Then Lin Wentian used his eyes to despise Qin Feng who seemed flattering to him again: "Junhui, isn't this inappropriate?"

Song Xichen pulled Yan Sui to prevent him from speaking.

Mo Daosang then said: "Just saying that only one person built Zhuangzi, I can be regarded as unprecedented. How can I not be called the best in the world?"

That being said, there is no way to refute it.

Mo Daosang said again: "Since you all have names, it is quite inconvenient for me to travel with you. How about calling me the owner of the No. [-] villa in the world when you encounter problems?"

Yan Sui even listened to this sentence and made up the sad journey of Mo Daosang's loss of memory, which made him feel bad.

The rest are mind wandering.

Mo Daosang didn't care about them, he was already very happy in his heart now, and he showed off to Xiao Yanzi: "How is it? Handsome or not." When he was watching ancient TV dramas long ago, he wanted to be the owner of the villa. Unfortunately, doing so in Hyundai would only make people suspect that he is sick.

Xiao Yanzi replied dryly: "Brutal, pretty handsome."

At this moment, Wen Qionghua remembered that Mo Daosang had no money at all, and glanced at him again, a guess suddenly came to his mind: "Junhui, what do you get for this plaque?"

Mo Daosang said nonchalantly: "My original sword, although not very strong to use, is still quite valuable."

Immediately, he received a bunch of unspeakable expressions.

Wen Qionghua thought about it for a while and thought that the sword was already top-grade in Fantie, so he only exchanged it for a plaque. Junhui was really a loser, but it shouldn't be a problem for him to bear it, so he said with a smile: "Junhui just wants to enjoy himself." , your original saber will be delivered in a few days, Jun Hui will be patient for a while."

Whether or not there is a saber has little effect on Mo Daosang, so he nodded, then went back to hug the two dumplings, and took someone to move the sign to his attic. After all, the owner's house is still there, he Changing someone else's plaque at this time is simply insane.

Seeing the figure finally disappear, feeling that he had reached a distance where no matter how deep his internal energy was, he could not be heard. Song Xichen asked Lin Wentian: "Compared to the original, he is still quite good. Is it really possible?"

Lin Wentian didn't answer him, and also left Chaominghe Garden.

Wen Qionghua's expression was complicated.

This afternoon, the Li family finally packed up and transported their things down the mountain one after another.

After saying goodbye to Mo Daosang, he walked out the gate in a mighty manner.

With the plaque replaced, Mo Daosang became the veritable owner of No. [-] Villa in the World. At this time, they should also move out from Minghe Garden.

But Mo Dao took a look at the layout drawing given by Li Xian, and his eyes hurt from seeing the confusing names. So that night, when everyone entered the hall for dinner at the time, they saw The table where the cups and dishes were set is still empty.

When Mo Daosang saw people coming, he spread the blueprints on the table, leaned back on the chair and said casually, "The main courtyard belongs to me, and the courtyard next to the left side of the main courtyard belongs to Wanyan. The rest, you can see what you think." Where do you live?"

Qin Feng then spread out his fan and fanned it: "According to Brother Mo, you can choose anywhere?"

Mo Daosang glanced at Lin Wentian and Wen Qionghua again, and said, "Of course, Li Xian has changed all the women's clothes before he left, so don't worry about it." He immediately asked Yan Sui again, "Ji Xian, Do you want the yard on my right, Ji Xian will definitely like it because it draws Tangquan."

Qin Feng then covered half of his face with a fan, but anyone could see that he was smiling, and he was very proud.

Mo Daosang was heartbroken for a while, and decided that when this matter was over, he must have a good talk with this Young Master Qin.

Yan Sui didn't expect that Mo Daosang would come to ask him, but this question made him feel nervous when he saw the faint glance over him. Brother Mo would really make things difficult for him.

Song Xichen took a few steps forward, turned around on the drawing, and said, "I'll pick the Jingqing Courtyard to the east, and Ji Xian will be closer to me. How about choosing the Chunhe Courtyard?"

Yan Sui was saved and only nodded his head.

Mo Daosang immediately said: "At first, I felt sorry for Ji Xian's young age, so I wanted to share this soup spring. Since Ji Xian didn't want it, I kept it for myself."

Lin Wentian and Wen Qionghua couldn't help being frustrated for a while, and then they chose a yard a little farther away.

Qin Feng naturally chose the westernmost one.

After the arrangement was done, Modausang was relieved, and then called for help, and the people in the village brought up the meals one by one.

What is strange is that Qin Feng actually went out again while serving food, and when he came back, he carried a small jar in his hand: "Brother Mo, in order to celebrate the establishment of your mansion, I sent someone to deliver the jar of tea. Come on, brother Mo, don't think that this gift is not generous enough."

Thinking of using wine jugs to hold tea, only the weird Chun and Jingming of the Fusheng Sect were the only ones, and the rest of them naturally knew about it.

Mo Daosang said, "Thanks to Xunmei, it's enough."

After the servant poured the tea brought by Qin Feng into the teacups in front of everyone one by one, no one dared to touch them no matter how curious they were. .

The author has something to say:

Me: Sir, why did you put down the dumplings first when you unveiled the plaque, and then you have to go to get it again later, don’t you think it’s a lot of action?

Mo Daosang: The plaque of this deity is so powerful and domineering, so the action of uncovering it should also be majestic and domineering. How can the deity be destroyed by two small groups when he is so mighty and domineering.

Me: That's right.