A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

Qin Rumiao heard that the Sect Master Feiyun had drowned in Qingyue Lake. At that time, she was manicuring her nails slowly. After gently blowing off the fly ash on her nails, she put the knife in the hand of the waiting maid respectfully. Qingqing coldly - smiled: "It's really bad luck."

The maid nodded and said: "This servant thinks that this matter has something to do with the Ghost Sect Master Meng Xianjue."

Qin Rumiao said indifferently: "It has something to do with him, it has nothing to do with him, and it doesn't affect us much. It's just that a bedbug drowned in a lake. Which river hasn't drowned people?"

The maid bowed her head: "The fairy taught me that."

Qin Rumiao glanced at her, a little helpless with her: "Don't be like this, it seems that I have given you a lot of trouble, so don't be so sad."

The maid bowed: "The fairy said so."

Qin Rumiao: "..."

She was a bit helpless with this maid: "Meng Xianjue is a soft-hearted person, if not for his junior brother surnamed Zhang messing around, Meng Xianjue would not have fallen to such a state."

The maid questioned: "Then why can't Daoist Xuanwei see through the disharmony between his two apprentices?"

Qin Rumiao snorted coldly: "In the whole Tianmen, there is not a good thing."

—Woke up, Cheng Weiwan suddenly found that he couldn't contact Ling Siyao.

No matter how he calls, the other party will always be a series of busy signals, and there is no response at all.

The system space is still there, but it is in a dormant state. When Cheng Weiwan entered the system space, the dormant screen and buttons sensed his arrival, and instantly lit up fluorescent blue light, no different from before .

Only Ling Siyao was missing.

He seemed to remember something in an instant, and ran to Ling Siyao's room in a panic, only to find that Ling Siyao's people were gone.

There is a note on the square table, the words are short, and the font is printed out in five-point Song typeface.

"Tonight, I have something to go back to—go to the main system space, and I'll be back soon, but you have to remember to avoid a direct confrontation with Xuanwei before I come back."

There is no reason, no deadline, just a simple reminder to him.

Cheng Weiwan held the note in his hand, crumpling it a little.

He had a premonition that Ling Siyao must have known something, maybe he found it through his own investigation, or maybe the main system sensed the data fluctuation and informed him. In short, this latest information cannot be let him know.

That's why Ling Siyao didn't dare to say anything to him, and left in a hurry.

Cheng Weiwan directly entered the system space and secretly checked Ling Siyao's chat records.

He knew that this was very immoral, he had already educated himself in his heart, he made a lot of apologies to Ling Siyao silently, and after a long time of psychological construction for himself, he opened Ling Siyao's mouth piously and slowly. The usual light screen.

He turned it on very easily, without a password, without fingerprint recognition, without face authentication, without iris authentication, and the interface that Ling Siyao usually used was directly on the boot.

Seeing this, Cheng Weiwan's heart suddenly "thumped".

This basically leads to a conclusion.

All useful information has been deleted, Ling Siyao is not afraid of him reading it.

Holding this suspicion, Cheng Weiwan opened Ling Siyao's frequently used mailbox, and all the mails were cleared.

He clicked on the chat software that Ling Siyao usually used, and all the chat records were deleted.

Even the stuff in the recycle bin was shredded without any trace.

Cheng Weiwan: "..."

Ling Siyao, just wait for me.

The depressed Cheng Weiwan left the system space, opened the door and went out, and happened to see Meng Xianjue holding a square box in his hand, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Cheng Weiwan was a little surprised: "How long have you been here?"

Meng Xianjue could sense his breath, so it was not surprising that Meng Xianjue was waiting for him at Ling Siyao's door.

Meng Xianjue looked at him: "Not long, just arrived."

Cheng Weiwan looked at the hem of his clothes wet with dew, knowing that Meng Xianjue said this to relieve his guilt, so he hid his disappointment and smiled at Meng Xianjue: "What is in the box?" ?”

Meng Xianjue didn't mention anything about the box, he looked up at the door behind Cheng Weiwan, and then asked, "Why didn't Ling Siyao come out?"

After finishing speaking, his eyes flickered, and his voice subconsciously sank two points: "Has he left the ghost sect?"

Cheng Weiwan knew that Meng Xianjue couldn't be satisfied with anything, so her smile collapsed again: "Yeah, he left without a sound, and I don't know when he will come back."

Meng Xianjue's pupils shrank suddenly.

The entire Ghost Sect was under his control, but he didn't feel the slightest of Ling Siyao's departure.

Meng Xianjue remained calm: "Before he left, what did he tell you?"

Cheng Weiwan shook his head, and only said that Ling Siyao left him a note.

He hesitated for a moment, then told Meng Xianjue what Ling Siyao told him, and tried his best to avoid confrontation with Xuan Wei.

Meng Xianjue didn't say anything, just complied.

Neither Cheng Weiwan nor Meng Xianjue wanted to talk about this heavy topic anymore, they found a place to sit down, Cheng Weiwan looked at the box in Meng Xianjue's hand: "What's inside?"

Meng Xianjue pushed the box in front of him and looked at him quietly.

Cheng Weiwan glanced at him and gently opened the wooden box.

The moment the box was opened, Cheng Weiwan was shocked.

There is a hand-painted blueprint inside. The blueprint is spread out and is larger than the entire square table. On the blueprint, the overall architectural structure of the ghost sect is drawn with Mengjiashanzhuang as the main part. Soul Mountain was included, Cheng Weiwan blinked: "This..."

Under the drawings are thousands of carefully carved wooden blocks the size of fingernails. Cheng Weiwan picked up one and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look. No flaws.

It's literally... handcrafted LEGO.

Still high precision.

Cheng Weiwan opened his eyes wide and looked at Meng Xianjue: "You did this?"

Meng Xianjue didn't respond, but just looked up at him: "Do you like it?"

Cheng Weiwan's surprise was written all over his face.

As an ordinary boy, Cheng Weiwan has been fond of toys that require hands-on operation since he was a child. Nest in the system space to play games.

He never dreamed that he would still have a day to put together building blocks.

It's still top-level difficulty, and his boyfriend made it himself.

Cheng Weiwan was secretly smiling, and was caught by Meng Xianjue, who had soft brows and eyes. He didn't expose Cheng Weiwan, but said softly: "I seldom accompany you after returning to the ghost sect. Wanwan, I hope it can accompany you more you."

Seeing this—the whole set of "Lego", Cheng Weiwan's eyes lit up like stars. The matter of Ling Siyao's sudden departure had long been forgotten by him. He smiled and closed the box, resting his chin on the lid. On the low side, he blinked—with his bright round eyes looking up, he looked at Meng Xianjue intently: "How do you know I like this?"

Cheng Weiwan's eyes were already beautiful, round and bright, filled with starlight, when he opened his eyelids and looked at Meng Xianjue, it was like a small animal that was completely dependent on you, waiting for your touch and affection.

Meng Xianjue struggled to resist the urge to pull Cheng Weiwan into his arms and kiss him, he let out a breath, and kept some words in his heart.

If possible, I really want to give you everything I have.

Five days passed without incident.

The Ghost Sect and the Fa Sect have never fought again, but ghost cultivators from all over Tianlu are gathering to the Ghost Sect, and the Ghost Sect is growing and rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Meng Xianjue has been very busy these five days. He has to formulate the rules of the ghost sect, arrange the work of different personnel, and bring the almost wiped out ghost sect back on track.

As it turns out, he did.

He became the only leader within the ghost sect.

No one dared to question his authority, and everyone was in awe. For talented and ambitious people, Meng Xianjue listened carefully to his advice and established a strict hierarchical management system. It may be possible to give him power and glory, even a mediocre person can be useful in the ghost sect.

In just a few days, everything about Ghost Sect was in an upward and positive state.

Cheng Weiwan was very pleased.

This kind of Meng Xianjue is no longer just the bloodthirsty, cold-blooded and unpopular Meng Xianjue in the original book. This kind of Meng Xianjue makes him feel that they are very close, and Meng Xianjue also has supporters. Zong, Meng Xianjue will not fight alone.

The system space collects Meng Xianjue's movements, and all values ​​are stable. Cheng Weiwan feels that there is no one who can help him anymore, and he has a special status. If he is exposed to everyone, he will inevitably be embarrassed. During these five days, he- I have been working hard to compose the panorama of Meng's Villa.

He worked very fast, and on the evening of the fifth day, he just finished installing the last piece.

The wood carvings are exquisitely made, and the lines of the pattern carvings are very smooth, which is exactly the same as the real Mengjia Mountain Villa.

only……

Missing - piece.

The orb on the top of the Mingyue Tower on the sea is missing.

It's like a well-drawn painting, the whole is exquisite and beautiful, and the use of colors is just right, but the only thing missing is a finishing touch, which causes the "qi" of the whole painting to not flow.

Painting is dead.

The same is true for this model of the Meng Family Villa.

Without the orb, there is no finishing touch.

Cheng Weiwan searched the whole room, but couldn't find the last piece that was missing. After finishing the spelling, he was also a little depressed, sitting at the table in a daze with his chin resting on his hands.

His appearance happened to be exhausted from the support, hiding the plots and calculations in his eyes, and wearing a frosty moonlight, Meng Xianjue, who came to him, took a good look.

"What's the matter, late night?"

Cheng Weiwan raised his head in surprise, and when he saw Meng Xianjue, he seemed to have found an outlet for an instant, his mouth was flattened, and he said sadly: "I'm missing a piece, it must have been accidentally dropped by me, tomorrow I will Look for—look for it."

Seeing him like this, Meng Xianjue walked to the side of the model, looked at it carefully for a while, and his eyes were shining with a moving light: "If this piece is missing, I will carve it out again."

Of course Cheng Weiwan would not agree, Meng Xianjue should focus all his energy on dealing with Guizong's affairs now, and he must not be held back.

Surely Meng Xianjue couldn't be allowed to carve it out again.