Half a month has passed since the last time the black and white duo brought magic weapons, spirit pets, and two stacks of extra work to Meng.

In the past half a month, Meng has had a good life.

Sleep until you wake up naturally, then get up to make breakfast for everyone in the apartment, and after breakfast, it is free time to play and connect with the guests.

When the afternoon sun is not so hot, of course, in this place where the yin air is so heavy, there is no sunshine, Meng will change into coarse cloth clothes and clean up the vegetable garden.

Then it's time to cook dinner, eat dinner, and watch the night market duo go out to make money.

During this period, Meng Li boldly visited their rooms under the leadership of the tenants, which was really eye-opening, in short, Meng Li's eyes were very wide.

The room of the white sketch was a fox hole with some hay that smelled of sunlight, and there was a cloakroom that looked bigger than his entire room.

Quanke's room, as mentioned in the previous white description, is like a bathtub-shaped sea, endless, with various live broadcast equipment placed on the side of the bathtub.

Mengji's room, a tomb that imitates the ancient imperial system, and a room with a coffin with Edward's eerie basement, can be used as a haunted house-themed escape room project, and it should be very popular.

In comparison, although Xu Qingyun's room is smoky, hung with yin and yang gossip diagrams, and sculpted with the statue of the Sanqing patriarch, it barely looks like a personal residence.

Jumang's room, because of the indecent look, Meng was worried that he would see something with a long needle's eye, so he didn't open it to see. I would like to make a special note here that Jumang's muscular cool male husband turned out to be one of the twelve demon gods, and everyone called him Boss She in the human world, running a flower shop on Wutong Avenue.

As for the room where Meng had a lot of time to spend a lot of time visiting...... I couldn't find this person, so I didn't have a chance to uncover the mystery of his room for the time being.

According to Bai Shu, Feng Youchang lived in the apartment at the request of the water god after his aunt and grandmother stepped down from the position of Meng Po, just to teach himself.

Of course, the truth of the facts is actually because Feng You lost the game of chess, so he had to take over Meng's little troublesome matter, and the white description that he had heard of a little would not tell Meng, and how to look at Lao Feng's jokes.

Early in the morning, everyone was eating breakfast in the restaurant, and it was still the usual Bai Shu, Quanke, the night market duo and a few people.

But I saw Jiqi, who went out to the bar with the night market duo the night before, with the smell of wine that had not yet dissipated, with a head with long golden curly hair, swaying to the restaurant and sitting on an empty chair.

With hazy eyes and sexy red lips slightly opened, he opened his mouth at Meng, and his words were like a little hook with a hook: "Little beauty, give my sister porridge in the morning." ”

Meng was speechless, wrinkled his delicate nose, and put millet porridge in front of Jiqi for a night, "Sister Jiqi, did you go to sing or drink last night? Why are you drunk like this?"

The bright red fingertips played with the small soup spoon, lazily stirring the steaming millet porridge, and the eyes were like silk through the water vapor, "What do children know, late-night wine and early morning porridge have their own tastes." ”

Xu Qingyun cared: "Then you can't drink so much, drinking alcohol hurts your body......"

Xu Qingyun didn't open his mouth, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Meng Ji, who was sitting next to him, stopped doing it, "Why do you care about her so much, fortune teller!" said and glanced at the golden head of Jiqi, and said in a strange manner: "I thought it was Suizi who became a fine!"

According to his previous experience and his understanding of this person for half a month, Meng Liao had foreseen that a big battle was about to break the happy morning time in the Ming Ming apartment.

Seeing that Jiqi had dropped the small soup spoon, her eyes exuded a cannibalistic gaze, and Meng Ji, the player on the other side, also finished the breakfast in front of him and was ready.

At this time, from outside the door, two figures, one black and one white, walked side by side, and in the warm morning sun, the two were dressed in black and white suits, wearing black and white high hats, with identical long faces and expressionless faces.

These two people are the frightening black and white impermanence, and they are also the two people Meng Li least wants to see, because the appearance of these two people means that he needs to work overtime.

But the appearance of the two at this time just broke up the tense atmosphere of pre-war in the restaurant.

Meng Liao hurriedly walked out of the restaurant and greeted: "Little Hei Xiaobai, you are here, do you want to have breakfast together?"

The black and white duo came to Meng Li, bowed and saluted according to the custom, and said in unison: "Thank you, Lord Meng, no need, we came to find you for something important." ”

"Oh, okay, but wait, we're still eating. Meng knew that he couldn't escape from overtime or something, so he pointed to the two of them and asked them to sit down on the sofa in the rest area.

The black and white nodded yes, and Xiao Hei waved behind him, only to see a figure floating in from outside the door.

The man was of medium height, unable to tell his age, with a few hairs missing from his head, a flat face full of pimple marks, a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and a gray plaid shirt.

Meng glanced at the man who summoned the black and white, his face did not change at all, but his heart gradually fluctuated: "Why does this person look so much like a Piao...... What should I do, the wind is especially good at this time, but I am not in the apartment ......"

At this time, Meng Liao was very nervous about what he was about to face, and he finished his breakfast absentmindedly, thinking to himself where Feng Youxiang was now, and what should he do if he was not there?

The people who finished breakfast dispersed one by one, and everyone looked curiously at the three people sitting in the leisure area before leaving.

Meng slowly cleaned up the table, washed the dishes, and then moved to the rest area slowly.

Finally sat down on the sofa, Meng Liao was ready, and threw an inquiring look at Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei said knowingly: "Lord Xiao Meng, that's the case, Lord Yan Jun left a mission before leaving. In order to keep up with the trend of the times and simplify the work process, I specially ordered this person-"

As he spoke, he pointed to Ah Piao beside him, "Make a background management system for Lord Yan Jun's word book." ”

Meng Liao was listening, thinking: I didn't expect this boss surnamed Yan to be quite trendy!

was about to continue listening, but saw that Xiao Hei had stopped talking, "Then let him do it, why did he bring it over?"

"I really don't want to!"