A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

Three thousand jade steps, with the setting sun falling, a figure stood there for a long time.

Cheng Weiwan got off the spirit boat and saw Meng Xianjue at a glance.

I haven't seen him for many days, but Meng Xianjue's complexion is much better than that day, but there is still a lingering sickness around his body.

Meng Xianjue stood there stiffly, against the backdrop of the long steps, wearing white clothes and a plain crown, he looked a bit weak. He watched Cheng Weiwan's movements, and said softly, "Let's go."

After Cheng Weiwan landed, when he first heard Meng Xianjue's words, his body froze for a moment, then he turned his head and said, "It depends."

After finishing speaking, he slightly lowered his head and passed Meng Xianjue.

Ling Siyao followed behind Cheng Weiwan, and Meng Xianjue looked at each other for a moment, and then quickly looked away.He only followed behind Cheng Weiwan, and walked up the three thousand steps together.

Meng Xianjue's expression finally changed.

Those sufferings and hardships imposed on him in the previous life are all repeated, stigmatized and abused, he believes that Xuanwei will arrange Zhang Chengcan to manage various affairs of Mount Everest with him in the near future.

He didn't go to the seminar, and those disciples seemed to have forgotten his existence. Only Wei Jiuyang still thought about him, went to the quiet room of Wanxiang Peak to find him, and told him about the seminar.

Even though he was treated coldly, his heart was never disturbed, because he knew that the current him was different from his previous life.

But now, Cheng Weiwan treated him in a sad way, which made his originally calm heart a little flustered.

Because Meng Xianjue had endured for too long, negative emotions surged in his heart out of thin air, and his eyes were slightly red.

But it was unavoidable, his eyes became a little dark for a moment, he looked at the figure who was going up step by step, and was about to melt into the warm red sunset, his Adam's apple rolled quietly.

Recently there have been rumors that corpse disasters broke out in some villages and towns. The unconscious and painless ghost corpses are even more powerful than the army. They bite wantonly and spread the corpse poison lawlessly. Normal people in this environment cannot To protect themselves, they can't run or fight, the only result is to be bitten by these ghost corpses, and thus become exactly the same thing as these crazy ghost corpses.

But generally those who spread these news are in the jurisdiction of Changyang Mountain. Before Changyang Mountain has spoken, people from all parties just think that those mortals have seen or heard some interesting strange stories, and they are nervous. pass.

Therefore, none of the parties took it seriously, and this news was just a rumor. Every family should do what they should do, and they all listened to it as a joke, so no one took it seriously, and this news did not reach Tianmen.

Meng Xianjue sat on the wooden chair, quietly listening to Wu Zhong's report.

Wu Zhong first compiled the situation on Changyang Mountain that he had investigated into a book, and showed it to Meng Xianjue.

Meng Xianjue was obviously not interested in these things. He took the booklet, flipped through a few pages, and then put it aside.

Seeing Meng Xianjue like this, Wu Chong stopped talking, and said again: "My lord, I have been secretly observing Zhang Chengcan recently, and I found that he seems to be in contact with people secretly."

Meng Xianjue rested his chin, absent-mindedly: "With whom?"

"My subordinates saw him once, and they only saw that the man was tall. He had a strong anti-tracking awareness. The important places that could identify his identity were all blocked, so there was no way to know his identity."

Meng Xianjue finally raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "You mean, Zhang Chengcan did these things under the orders of someone behind his back?"

"The subordinates are indeed so suspicious."

Meng Xianjue lowered his eyes: "Let's remember this first, if they don't make any moves, we shouldn't act rashly. In short, the distraction curse is on him, we just wait for them to show their feet."

Wu Zhong nodded in agreement.

Meng Xianjue seemed to be suffering from an old injury, he frowned slightly, the wound that was cut open by the dagger was painful and itchy, he endured this unbearable feeling, and asked softly, "How is the situation there, senior?"

Wu Zhong was slightly surprised. He looked into Meng Xianjue's eyes, only to find that Meng Xianjue seemed to be much more energetic than before, and there was a string of sparkling lights in his eyes.

Wu Zhong carefully considered the words and said, "Everything is fine with Senior Cheng, but..."

Meng Xianjue straightened his body suddenly, frowned and asked, "Just what?"

Wu Zhong seemed a little embarrassed: "Today, Zhang Chengcan just passed by..."

Before Wu Zhong's words fell to the ground, Meng Xianjue stood up abruptly, put aside all distracting thoughts, and rushed towards Cheng Weiwan's temporary residence.

Because of Zhang Chengcan's great achievements, Xuan Wei specially arranged a single residence for him on the Vientiane Peak.

But Zhang Chengcan changed suddenly and became another direct disciple of Xuanwei.The other three major sects came to congratulate one after another, saying that Xuanwei's strength is very strong, and the disciples under the seat are competing with each other.

Even more humane: "I don't think their generation has three saints? It's been too long since there were only three. It's better to add another Zhang Chengcan. Their young people are worse than each other. It's not what we used to be."

As soon as these words came out, everyone agreed.

And Zhang Chengcan was flattering and flattering, grinning and squinting, his face blurred with a smile.

Cheng Weiwan also heard that on the day Zhang Chengcan moved away, his former friend Liu Yicheng went to visit, but Zhang Chengcan thanked the guests behind closed doors, saying he was sick and gone.

Cheng Weiwan was lying on the rocking chair, dangling in the sun, Ling Siyao was also lying on the rocking chair, side by side with him, the sun was too big, and he couldn't open his eyes, he half closed his eyes, and said with difficulty: "Wanwan, Tell me, why did Zhang Chengcan go against Meng Xianjue everywhere?"

Cheng Weiwan changed into a comfortable position, and suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his aunt also had a rocking chair. On weekends, he liked to lie on it and bask in the sun, so Duoduo jumped on it and slept on his stomach. The two of them In this way, an afternoon passed in a blink of an eye.

Cheng Weiwan was a little homesick, so he was a little absent-minded, so that he couldn't hear what Ling Siyao said, so he had to ask him to repeat it again.

Ling Siyao had no choice but to say it again.

Cheng Weiwan said: "I have really studied this kind of useless counterattack. In order to make readers feel more involved, the hero usually has a more ordinary name and a more normal personality. In short, he is ordinary. people.

"They can have personality flaws, but they must not be pure bad guys. Like Zhang Chengcan, who is eager for quick success, greedy, shrewd, and snobbish, he will never be the protagonist, so I am also very puzzled."

Ling Siyao stood up and looked up at him: "Did you notice something wrong?"

Cheng Weiwan nodded: "If it's just the influence of the data flow, it shouldn't be so big. This gives me the feeling that Zhang Chengcan is a completely different person. Although he can do bad things and have selfish intentions, these flaws are at least It won't be that big."

Cheng Weiwan propped his cheeks and muttered, "Ling Siyao, what do you think?"

Ling Siyao suddenly stood up from the rocking chair, and said: "You ask me what I think? I just want to watch, you stand up quickly, isn't Zhang Chengcan coming over today? I will watch then."

Cheng Weiwan's eyes widened suddenly, and he stood up from the chair in a jerk, as if he just remembered this, he quickly smoothed his hair with his hands, straightened his clothes, and said with a dignified air: "How long will he be here?"

Ling Siyao stared at him deadly: "He has already arrived at the door."

Cheng Weiwan immediately put away all the expressions on his face, when he heard someone knock on the door, he responded in a deep voice: "Who?"

Immediately outside the door, a young man's voice of apologetic laughter sounded: "Senior Cheng, it's me, Zhang Chengcan."

Xiao Daotong, who was guarding the door, immediately opened the door, and Zhang Chengcan stood at the door, with black hair tied up and white robes sweeping the floor, with a piece of exquisite emerald green spiritual jade hanging on his waist, Cheng Weiwan recognized it as Lin Yinger's piece.

When the young man has achieved ambition, his cheeks are rosy, and his body is radiant, which makes his stature a lot taller.

Cheng Weiwan fixed his eyes on the piece of Lingyu and said, "You and Miss Lin are already engaged?"

Zhang Chengcan's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly hid it, and he smiled and said, "Ying'er is still young, and in two years, when her father is willing to let her come to me, don't worry, I will Wait a minute."

Cheng Weiwan looked at Zhang Chengcan's hypocritical face, curled his lips, and said in his heart: "Bah, scumbag."

Who doesn't know that this is just an excuse, the real reason must be that Zhang Chengcan is now a celebrity in Quantianlu, his status is very distinguished, the Lin family is not worthy of it.

Cheng Weiwan turned around, not wanting to look at Zhang Chengcan's face stiff with laughter, led the way, and said coolly, "Come in."

Zhang Chengcan responded with a smile, and asked, "Senior, are you still used to living here?"

Cheng Weiwan nodded slightly: "Everything is fine, thank you."

Zhang Chengcan said some hypocritical and flattering words again, but Cheng Wewan didn't have the patience to listen any longer, so he interrupted him and asked, "Why did you come to see me?"

The smile on Zhang Chengcan's face froze, but soon recovered: "I know that the senior has great powers, but the junior feels that his cultivation has been slow recently, and the speed of cultivation is not as fast as before. I dare to ask the senior if he can give the junior a lesson or two. There is no magic bullet..."

After Zhang Chengcan finished speaking, he seemed to feel a little embarrassed, rubbed his hands together in embarrassment, and pushed the golden nanmu box he brought forward.

Cheng Weiwan looked down and saw that the wooden box had exquisite carvings on the surface, which was as long as an adult's forearm.

"Seniors can open it and have a look. If you like it, it's the junior's good fortune. If you don't like it, it's the junior's fault. I will definitely find something satisfactory for the senior."

Cheng Weiwan didn't open it to look, and pushed the wooden box away.

"No, don't gossip, I can help you."

A smile appeared on Zhang Chengcan's face immediately.

Zhang Chengcan tried his best to restrain his urge to rub his hands, and his ears and cheeks turned abnormally red: "Then I would like to ask senior to give me some pointers."

Cheng Weiwan didn't want to see Zhang Chengcan's disgusting face anymore, suppressed the disgust in his heart, and fumbled out a kit from his spiritual bag.

Zhang Chengcan was overjoyed, and immediately stretched out his hand towards Cheng Weiwan.

Cheng Weiwan deliberately teased him, and when Zhang Chengcan was about to touch the kit, he immediately withdrew his hand, raised his head and said, "But there is one thing, this kit can only be opened when you are in a crisis, otherwise the contents inside will be invalid .”

Zhang Chengcan agreed, and Cheng Wewan gave him a casual look, and handed the kit into his hands.

Next, the two of them were a little absent-minded during the conversation, and Cheng Weiwan had no intention of saying anything to him, but his eyes did not make contact with Zhang Chengcan again, as if he had noticed something, his right hand was hidden in his sleeve, and he gestured vaguely wearing something.

Zhang Chengcan left in a hurry, with a red light on his face.

When the door was opened, Zhang Chengcan happened to meet Meng Xianjue who was guarding outside the door, and Cheng Weiwan was subconsciously startled when he saw Meng Xianjue outside the door.

Meng Xianjue bit his eyes on the kit in Zhang Chengcan's hand, and Zhang Chengcan raised the kit in his hand as if showing off to Meng Xianjue, and deliberately bumped Meng Xianjue's shoulder.

Meng Xianjue ignored Zhang Chengcan's provocation, looked up at Cheng Weiwan.

Feeling the cold light in Meng Xianjue's eyes, Ling Siyao trembled and asked, "What did you write to Zhang Chengcan?"

Cheng Weiwan looked at Meng Xianjue from a distance, smiled lightly and said nothing.

Then, he lowered his head, exposed his hand hidden in his sleeve, and traced a curse seal shape on the paper following his memory.

The moment Ling Siyao saw the talisman, he yelled out: "Heart-disturbing curse!"

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