The villain's non-scientific feeding plan

I don't know if it's because ghosts are not so scary after returning to his home, Chang Xiao refused to sleep with Meng Zhe tonight.

He felt more and more that he who had promised to become a cat had a bubble in his head, and entered the room angrily. Meng Zhe accepted it as soon as he saw it, and didn't bother to provoke him. He wandered outside the window and shouted from a distance: "Then go to bed early."

After walking two steps, he added: "If you can't sleep for a long night, welcome to seek psychological counseling from me."

A small cloth bag was thrown out of Chang Xiaoshua's room.

Meng Zhe held it in his hand, weighed it, but didn't open it, and asked him, "What is this?"

Chang Xiao fiercely said to him: "Yin, take it and go."

Meng Zhe opened it, and found a small gold tortoise button, which was very delicate. He put it close to his body, and said with a smile, "Give this to me, shouldn't the prince and princess sleep together?"

He picked up his tone of voice, "Could it be... the king of the county wants to marry a concubine?"

Chang Xiao wanted to hit him with something.

He got angry when he said this, and pushed open the window, "I haven't asked you yet, what do those four witches sitting under you, with thick eyebrows, and two I don't know, have anything to do with you?"

Meng Zhe raised his hand, "It doesn't matter. If there is, it is the relationship between the immediate superior and the capable subordinate. I am a solo mother, and the four of them are addicted to gossip and mahjong, so they have no time to talk to me."

What he said was so categorical, Chang Xiao felt a little sorry for the domineering tone just now, he let out an oh, and wanted to close the window.

"Hey." Meng Zhe stopped him, put his face on the window, and touched his chin: "Speaking of which, I also have a question to ask you. What happened to the three stabs you stabbed me earlier?"

Meng Zhe still remembered this incident at the beginning, but later he found out the temper of the little Taoist leader, and felt that he could not stab someone for no reason, so he forgot, and now he just asked casually.

Chang Xiao turned serious.

He showed a slightly downcast expression, shook his head slightly, and said, "I know you might not believe it...I don't know this happened."

If it was persecution, or any other reason that Meng Zhe expected, this time he was also a little surprised, so he leaned on the window and said, "I believe it, but, what is going on?"

Chang Xiao shook his head: "I'm not so clear, but you know that I have a special status, and the higher my cultivation level, the more people will be afraid of it. At that time, my Nascent Soul cultivation base, naturally no one dared to let me meet you. In fact, since I entered Yipin Pavilion, apart from being sent to the Demon Palace, I did not step out of Yipin Pavilion."

Meng Zhe had a guess: "King Liang?"

Putting these two people together, if you are not familiar with them, it is not easy to tell them apart just by looking at their facial contours.

Meng Zhe said, "But, when I met that person, he was a real Nascent Soul cultivation base. King Liang...isn't in the top class?"

Chang Xiao was flustered suddenly, and frowned a pair of beautiful eyebrows: "I..."

"Don't, don't, don't worry, I'm not saying you're lying." Meng Zhe waved his hands hastily: "I mean, do you royal family have a way to improve your cultivation?"

He held his chin, "Actually, I have long felt that it is unreasonable. It would be fine if the royal family only raised great experts and didn't take much part in the affairs of the cultivation world, but now the Yipin Pavilion is also under their jurisdiction, and they are directly in charge of the entire cultivation of immortality. I see Ji Xin's aggrieved energy in front of the queen, I'm really afraid, if your emperor isn't super powerful, how can you hold down a group of Huashen below?"

"But if the strength is outstanding, it doesn't matter if one or two emperors are outstanding. Since Sword Immortal, this dynasty has had a hundred generations, and hundreds of generations of emperors have been outstanding? Didn't there come out a mediocre person? This is unreasonable, but if there is a mediocre person, Even if it's just one, why does Huashen obey the orders of the mortal emperor, the Yipin Pavilion should have parted ways with the mortal court long ago."

Meng Zhe used the method of mental arithmetic: "Nowadays, the ratio of Huashen to ordinary monks is more than 1:1000. A hundred generations are all Huashen. What is the probability? Onmyoji draws a thousand times in a row, Zhang Zhang ssr, is this still Ou Huang? Ou Chu Does the solar system dominate the universe?"

Chang Xiao sighed: "There are indeed many secrets, but with my identity, I can't spy on them, I can only guess."

He said: "Actually, I have been thinking all the time, if I have been regarded as a thorn in the side, why should I be allowed to practice? Why should I be allowed to become the first disciple?"

Meng Zhe analyzed "unless, they originally thought you could control it, but later found it difficult to control it."

"Yes." Chang Xiao sighed, "But why I thought it was possible, but later found out that it is not possible, unless there is some secret in Yipin Pavilion that makes them have to surrender, and I am different, I think about it, I am different from the general monks of Yipin Pavilion, I thought about it, and there is only one thing, what I am practicing is the medicine of the Valley of the Medicine King.”

Meng Zhe asked: "Do you think it's a problem with the exercises?"

Chang Xiao said: "It may be possible, but it's not sure."

"Okay." Meng Zhe understood clearly, "I'll ask Dai Mei Nongzhu and the others to investigate."

As he spoke, he planned to help Chang Xiao lower the window.

"Hey." Chang Xiao stretched out his hand to stop him: "You..."

He lowered his eyelashes, not daring to look at Meng Zhe: "You said this, so I can't sleep now."

Meng Zhe went in through his window.

He was quick and fierce, and Chang Xiao was standing at the window, almost hitting the other person's nose, and Meng Zhe backed him two steps, his face turned red, and he complained, "Why don't you go through the door. "

Meng Zhe looked serious: "Do you know Musset, a French novelist?"

Chang Xiao said: "What does this have to do with you looking through the window?"

Meng Zhe said: "This man said: Father opens the door, and the one who invites in is the material husband, but the ideal lover always comes in and out through the window."

Chang Xiao shook his head and couldn't help laughing: "It's absurd."

Meng Zhe said: "I don't care, anyway, you push the window in the future to see if I'm under the window, be careful not to hit me."

The story of climbing the window originated from Meng Zhe's boyhood in the 21st century. At that time, his class was on the second floor, and the single dog Meng Zhe watched lonely boys and girls looking out the window, expressing his feelings suddenly.

Meng Zhe was thinking at the time why you guys are so cowardly, you have to talk through a window, if he has someone he likes in the future, he will climb in through the window, and the person he likes in the future will be shocked, half truth, half truth Fake complaining to him, next time I will pretend to close the window, but not lock it, let Meng Zhe open it with a push, and then jump in.

Chang Xiao didn't know where he came up with so many strange fallacies, and it was so strange that people felt that they made sense. He sighed, and closed the window in front of Meng Zhe, but it really didn't work. Lock.

Meng Zhe wanted to eat Dafu again.

——Thus, after repeated twists and turns, the demon king still lay down with his cat.

Tuanzi seemed to feel more comfortable in the form of a cat. He rolled and turned into a cat, stuffed himself into Meng Zhe's clothes, and swaggered to sleep.

Meng Zhe rubbed his ears, pinching and poking them from time to time while others were sleeping.

Then Dafu would subconsciously call him a pad.

The next day, Meng Zhe woke up as soon as it was light. He owed Chang Xiao a seal, always thinking about what to use to engrave it, so he got up early in the morning and wandered around the yard.

Huayu yawned: "There's no need to worry about it. The wood left over from the last time you planed the cat's scratching board is very expensive. It's a good time to use it as a waste."

Meng Zhe said: "You also know that it's waste utilization, that one is to please pets and play with princes, this one is for exchanging wedding rings, a material, and it's too immodest."

Huayu: "Then you won't be able to find more expensive ones, or materials of the same grade. You can't use a Lamborghini to please someone, and an excavator to exchange rings. That would be less dignified."

At this time, classmate Xiao Zhou passed by the courtyard gate from a distance. He looked dressed as if he was going to work, and he smiled honestly at Meng Zhe.

After all, the seal has already been given, and Meng Zhe is a sure brother-in-law... er, brother-in-law.

Huayu sighed: "Your Majesty, you started earlier than chickens, and those who are rushing to work have just started."

Meng Zhe gestured, and suddenly asked Huayu: "No, do you think he is different from last night?"

Huayu wanted to say that you were sleeping stupidly, but he glanced at it with sleepy eyes, woke up most of the time, and said in surprise: "It's really different."

Comrade Xiao Zhou was imposing yesterday, Moyue has a qi training practice, but today he is like a deflated ball, somehow he has become a mortal, Zhou Sheng has no spiritual power at all, and it seems that he himself is not Unaware.

Meng Zhe said: "Come on, let's follow and have a look."

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Originally, this article was meant to be fun, but I didn’t expect it to be so long before I knew it. It should be finished within ten chapters.