A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

Wu Chong's brain had been dead for too long, he thought hard, and found that he didn't understand what that meant, so he bowed his head: "This subordinate is incompetent, I don't know."

Meng Xianjue didn't say anything, he was greedy for Cheng Weiwan's smile, and greedily looked at Cheng Weiwan's smile for a while longer before he felt the wind chill. The small room I was in went away.

Even though he knew he was going to be annoying, he heard it anyway.

Wan Wan is just a child who is afraid of the dark and homesick.

He wants to fulfill Wanwan's wish, he wants to send Wanwan home, he wants to make Wanwan happy, but he doesn't know where Wanwan's home is.

But everything that happened so far was out of his control.

Meng Xianjue was the first to send Wu Chong to Baihu Village to guard the village, in order to minimize the danger of Baihu Village and make a way for him in advance, so that he could solve the problem in Baihu Village as quickly as possible. It will save a lot of trouble when returning to Tianmen for business affairs.

Therefore, when he set off, he was very neat, he didn't bring any extra things, he just wanted to finish this job as soon as possible and go to Cheng Weiwan.

But in the end, Cheng Weiwan appeared in front of him and disrupted all his plans by surprise.

His goal was not achieved, and he was seriously injured, and he was willing.

After all, the body still needs time to recover, but with Cheng Weiwan here, there is no need for him to be in a hurry.

What's more, Zhang Chengcan, who didn't live up to expectations, regretted halfway, greedy for life and afraid of death, dared not come here for a long time, deliberately took a long detour, and was still quite far from here.

Meng Xianjue stood quietly outside the sunlight. He picked up a broken vase from the bottom of the table, poured some water into it, and kept the dead branch he had cut off in it.

He waited for the day when the dead wood would come back to life in spring.

Cheng Weiwan had a headache from the wind, finally figured it out, closed the window, and stopped torturing himself.

Ling Siyao looked at him: "Wanwan, I just tracked Zhang Chengcan's whereabouts, logically speaking, he should arrive tomorrow, but I guess he encountered something on the way and took a long detour, I guess After a while, it will take at least ten days before he reaches Baihu Village."

Cheng Weiwan frowned: "Is Zhang Chengcan an idiot..."

Seeing that Cheng Weiwan's face was about to wrinkle into a bun, Ling Siyao blinked and hurriedly added: "Wanwan, those two female ghosts have escaped anyway, why don't we guess when they will appear again? "

Cheng Weiwan was impatient: "They all ran away, how stupid would they be to send them to your door again?"

"Wanwan, you have to know, those ghosts who live in the world, what do they rely on to survive," Ling Siyao sat on the chair, subconsciously stretched his upper body, not letting go of any slight expression on Weiwan's face during the process, " Suppose you have been hungry for a month, and suddenly someone brought you a plate of meat, would you eat it? What would you do if the plate of meat was intentionally knocked over by someone else?”

Cheng Weiwan forced himself to cheer up, listened to Ling Siyao's words, and finally added: "Then I might beat up the person who knocked over my meat bowl."

Ling Siyao chuckled: "Perhaps those two female ghosts think the same way.

"However, they may be different from you. They will choose to fight when they are full. Why don't we take a bet at night?"

Cheng Weiwan suddenly became interested: "What are you betting on?"

Ling Siyao said confidently: "We will bet on the night of the full moon half a month later, the day when the cloud is the most cloudy, will the two female ghosts dare to show up."

Empress's lair is still in the Empress Temple, and there are dozens of ghost brides under the Empress Temple, which is enough for Empress to recover after her vital energy is seriously injured, and no one is willing to throw this piece of fat away.

Therefore, the empress was thinking about those "tonic products", and perhaps appeared in Baihu Village even more anxiously than them.

At this point, Cheng Weiwan understood Ling Siyao's good intentions.

One is to tell him that the female ghost will reappear in half a month, and the other is to tell him that there is no need to be angry with Zhang Chengcan, and he has to wait at least half a month anyway.

Cheng Weiwan raised his eyebrows, smiled lightly, and the irritability and melancholy in his heart were swept away: "Okay, I'll bet with you."

Cheng Weiwan returned the girl's bones to the two lonely elderly people, and participated in the large-scale funeral.

His mood was heavy and melancholy throughout the journey, and only when the sun shone over did he feel a little relaxed.

He also saw clearly from here that those families who kept saying that they were poor and had no conditions to bury the girl were just making a barely passable excuse.

He also finally knew that being poor and being careless were really two different things.

Cheng Weiwan comforted the two old people, finally couldn't stand the depressed atmosphere, and found an excuse to come out for a walk.

If one ignores the ghostly and dead spirits overflowing in the village of hundreds of households, the scenery is actually not bad.

Since it snows every month on the day of marriage marriage, the climate of Baihu Village is completely chaotic. It is covered with snow all the year round. Even the sun in midsummer can hardly melt the frozen snow. The sky and the earth are white. The village has never seen a vibrant green again.

The weirdest thing is not the silvery white everywhere in Baihu Village, but the fact that Baihu Village seems to be surrounded by a circle, with ice and snow inside the circle, and all seasons outside the circle.

The villages around Baihu Village have become a blessed land, with a good harvest every year, even more prosperous than Baihu Village in its most prosperous period.

It's ridiculous that the Zhao family is insane, sending a girl to the Empress Temple every month, just to pray for good weather.But after they completely annihilated humanity, all they got in return was a fattened ghost and a devastated village.

After helping the old couple to bury their daughter, the time seemed to be extremely fast. Meng Xianjue seemed to be recovering from his wounds at ease. Except for occasionally coming to him to say a few words, he didn't bother him anymore. Cheng Weiwan saw Meng Xianjue There is no cross-border move, but I feel at ease.

They counted the days together, and the day Zhang Chengcan arrived at Baihu Village happened to be the day before the night of the full moon.

The weather is getting colder, Cheng Weiwan doesn't know why he can't cheer up, it seems that it's just these two days that he turned into this appearance, his energy is gone, he doesn't go out all day, lazy Lazily huddled in the system space, with a small blanket covering his legs, he didn't even want to move a finger, just watched Zhang Chengcan's every move through the big screen.

Zhang Chengcan led Wei Zhuang and Zhu Qu down from a dilapidated spirit ship. They were travel-stained, the corners of their clothes were covered with dust and mud, their faces were obviously tired, their eyelids were drooping, almost to hang down to the ground.

Cheng Weiwan stared at Zhang Chengcan's somewhat mean face on the big screen, and asked again the words that had been repeated countless times in his heart: "Ling Siyao, is Zhang Chengcan really the hero?"

Ling Siyao looked helpless: "Yes, I'm sure and sure, I don't know if it's Zhang Chengcan's own problem, or the reason for the abnormal data flow that made Zhang Chengcan become like this."

Cheng Weiwan rubbed his sore shoulders, stretched his waist, and said, "Start working."

Seeing Cheng Weiwan's lack of energy, Ling Siyao was a little worried: "Wanwan, why don't you sleep well tonight and start tomorrow morning?"

Cheng Weiwan didn't want to waste time, didn't discuss with Ling Siyao, just came out of the system space, put on his clothes, and opened the door...

But unexpectedly, there was a person standing outside the door.

This man had black hair and black pupils, as if the color could not be stained at all. He was wearing a robe with a black background and red borders. The moonlight scattered, reflecting the dark patterns on the robe.

The blade in his hand was unsheathed, and the cold light shone.

It was Meng Xianjue.

Seeing the door being opened, Meng Xianjue immediately raised his head. The eyes of the two of them intersected under the moonlight. Meng Xianjue spoke first, "Can't you sleep at night?"

Cheng Weiwan slid her eyes away, intending to avoid Meng Xianjue, not wanting to say a word to him, and went straight to the Empress Temple.

Meng Xianjue refused to let him go, he secretly looked behind Cheng Weiwan, and said, "Ling Siyao, where is he?"

"You have something to do with him?"

Meng Xianjue's Adam's apple twitched. He looked at Cheng Weiwan for a long time before saying, "No."

Cheng Weiwan stopped speaking, looked away in the silence, and said dryly and fiercely: "Then don't get in the way."

Meng Xianjue stood where he was, looking at Cheng Weiyu's getting smaller and smaller figure in the darkness, for a long time, chuckled.

When Cheng Weiwan's figure completely disappeared, Meng Xianjue heaved a sigh of relief, and said to the shadow hiding in the darkness, "Where is Zhang Chengcan?"

Wu Zhong said in a low voice: "My lord, he went in the direction of the Empress Temple."

Meng Xianjue paused, then suddenly remembered that the road Cheng Weiwan took just now was the only way to the Niangniang Temple.

Meng Xianjue's face changed slightly, he clenched his fist tightly, he didn't care about giving Wu Zhong any more instructions, and went straight to the Niangniang Temple.

When they hurried up that road, they found that Cheng Weiwan hadn't walked very far, but was squatting halfway, holding something in his arms.

Meng Xianjue immediately grimaced, worried that Cheng Wewan was entangled in some dirty thing and couldn't move, so he couldn't get out of the sheath for half an inch, and walked cautiously towards Cheng Wewan step by step.

However, when Meng Xianjue quietly stood behind Cheng Weiwan, he frowned, and only vaguely saw a dark shadow in Cheng Weiwan's arms, and Cheng Weiwan's fingers seemed to be covered by something. Entangled——Meng Xianjue clenched the knife tightly, and shouted: "Wan..."

Suddenly, that black shadow came out tremblingly from Cheng Weiwan's arms, passed over Cheng Weiwan's shoulders, his white beard twitched twice, then opened his mouth, and "meowed" coquettishly.

The little thing seems to have injured his foot, and Cheng Weiwan is bandaging it.

Cheng Weiwan knew who was coming behind him without turning his head. He lowered his head and didn't respond. He just scratched the kitten's chin, put it on the ground, and let it run away.

It's just that the kitten is very smart and knows who to please, so after it fell to the ground, it never left. It just cocked its tail high, shook its little head, and rubbed against Cheng Weiwan's legs.

"Meow meow" while rubbing.

Cheng Weiwan couldn't stand the coquettishness, so she squatted down again, picked up the kitten, and prepared to go back and send the kitten back to the house.

Meng Xianjue just stood there and watched Cheng Weiwan leave again.

In order to ease the embarrassment, Wu Zhong coughed lightly and said, "Senior seems to like these weak, cute and furry animals very much."

Meng Xianjue's eyes lit up at Wu Zhong's words.

Tiny, cute, furry?

Meng Xianjue looked in the direction Cheng Weiwan left, thoughtful.

The author has something to say: Meng Xianjue: So as long as I am weak, cute, and furry, will the seniors like me?