The news broadcast in the early morning of the next day was such a news: "Yesterday, the house where the No. 6 chief lived suddenly collapsed, and the No. 6 chief and his family were all killed. ”

At the same time, the editor-in-chief of the largest newspaper in the empire was slapping the table and roaring angrily at several people dressed as reporters: "What are you doing, it's too late to press down on this kind of thing, why are you still rushing out to report." If it hadn't been for the printer and calling me, we'd all have to finish together! ”

On the newspaper pressed by the editor-in-chief, a series of eye-catching headlines were printed: "After the collapse of the villa where the deceased chief lived, the underground palace was shocked, and countless cash antiques were found, and altars and several bodies with crushed fractures were also found, suspected of being privately set up in a prison cell and doing the same."

After the editor-in-chief scolded enough, he took out a piece of paper from his desktop and handed it to the reporter in charge: "Take it, this is tomorrow's headline." ”

The reporter looked down and saw that it was written: The sixth chief and his whole family were killed, and the people of the empire were sad, our good chief, go all the way.

And the subtitle reads: "Black-hearted builders, what a way to cut corners!" ”

Several reporters who were scolded looked at the editor-in-chief angrily: Didn't you say that they should be asked to report the real situation, why is it that now that they have changed their faces, the real situation of the chief cannot be reported, it is really unfair!

Several reporters angrily took the manuscript and walked outside the house, and several people looked at each other and secretly made a decision.

The next morning, the first page of the daily newspaper was empty, with only eight big words written on it: I would rather leave it blank than lie.

Combined with the headlines on the front pages of other newspapers, everyone suddenly thought that there should be some wonderful connection between them!

Jin Qing had already returned to the door of the mental hospital at this time, because she found that she was penniless and had nowhere to go, so it was better to come over and see Xiaoyou's true destiny.

707 was also very speechless to Jin Qing, his own host only liked gold, silver and jewelry, and had no interest in those antiques.

He didn't take any of the antiques from the basement, and he ignored the cash in the house, which was the most puzzling thing for him.

As for Jin Qing, she scoffed at those antique calligraphy and paintings: a bunch of broken porcelain bowls were still hidden like treasures, thinking that the bowls she used to drink porridge in the palace were better than this.

Jin Qing was walking aimlessly on the road before, but suddenly remembered Feng Yiwei.

Although this Feng Yiwei was full of malice towards her, he was ready to use her as bait to fish out Mo Ziling.

But it is undeniable that this man was sent to a mental hospital by her before he could hurt her, and for this, Jin Qing felt that he needed to see him again.

Jin Qing squatted at the entrance of the psychiatric hospital until midnight, and after letting 707 block all the surveillance, Jin Qing jumped over the power grid wall and walked towards Feng Yiwei's ward with a hunched waist.

The security guards of this mental hospital believed in these ubiquitous surveillances too much, and no one patrolled at all, which provided convenience for Jin Qing.

Jumping on the windowsill where Feng Yiwei's ward was located, Jin Qing was just about to look in, but he was startled by the person standing by the window looking at him coldly.

Feng Yiwei, who had no glasses and was bound all over his body, looked more and more like a ghost who had died unjustly in the cold moonlight, and stared coldly at Jin Qing with the pupils in his round white eyes.

Jin Qing gently opened the window a little crack, and looked at Feng Yiwei in front of him: "How are you doing lately!" ”

707: "Host, are you greeting, do you expect the other party to tell you that he is doing well!"

Feng Yiwei still looked at Jin Qing coldly, and his thin lips opened lightly: "I'm fine, what about you?" ”

Jin Qing: "It's okay!" "I just don't have money to eat.

707: "Maybe this person should go to a mental hospital, and his own host should also come in and be treated."

For a while after that, Jin Qing and Feng Yiwei looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.

Just as Jin Qing was about to jump down from the window and leave, he saw Feng Yiwei suddenly have a big smile on his face, revealing sixteen teeth that had been slightly yellowed because he hadn't brushed for a few days: "Come and play for a while!" ”

Jin Qing grinned when he heard this: Is this person really crazy?

After hearing Jin Qing's question, 707 hurriedly gave Feng Yiwei a health scan, and then 707 gasped: "Host, this Feng Yiwei is really crazy!" ”

Jin Qing: "It's so sudden!

It turned out that when Feng Yiwei first tried to spy on Jin Qing's soul, his mind had already been damaged, and even his years of cultivation had been destroyed.

It's just that Feng Yiwei himself has never been aware of it, and after several failed spells, he was grabbed in an electric chair by those medical staff who thought he had a tendency to newspapers and received several electric shock treatments.

Since then, his brain has been badly injured and has really turned into a psychopath.

Hearing 707's explanation, Jin Qing straightened her mouth: she seemed to have inadvertently created another evil.

Subsequently, Jin Qing comforted himself again: Fortunately, this Feng Yiwei is the son of the world consciousness, and the world consciousness without the threat of the little golden dragon has begun to re-regulate the order of the world, I believe that when there is a good opportunity, this Feng Yiwei can still rule the world

After all, in order to protect him, the world consciousness completely blocked his information.

Thinking of this, Jin Qing gently closed Feng Yiwei's window under Feng Yiwei's gaze, and he jumped off the windowsill and climbed out of the mental hospital.

With 707, the location of Feng Yiwei's driver and assistant Lao Wang was determined, and Jin Qing knocked Lao Wang, who was looking for Feng Yiwei like a headless fly, unconscious and threw him directly in the courtyard of the mental hospital: Save your master!

707 covered his face: It's over, there's one more, and now there's no one to save the world's male protagonist, you're cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, host!

Jin Qing looked at Lao Wang lying on the ground with satisfaction: In case this Feng Yiwei really dies in a mental hospital in the future, it has nothing to do with Lao Tzu.

Finding that Lao Wang on the ground moved, Jin Qing turned around and was just about to walk towards the outer wall of the mental hospital.

But I felt a sudden vibration in my heart.

Jin Qing touched his hand to his heart in confusion, not understanding what the situation was.

707 explained to Jin Qing: "Lord Host, your mission is complete, but Shi You has made a request. ”

In his previous life, because Mo Ziling injured the lives of Shi You's parents, who were supposed to survive, Shi You had no chance to meet Feng Yiwei, the male protagonist of the world.