Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

This seems like a joke, at least in the eyes of this system.

A living person wants to revive himself.

Revive himself?

Wang Yifeng wants to revive Wang Yifeng?

10086 felt that he was going to crash. Since a person is still alive, how can he talk about resurrection?

The logic is completely confusing.

If it weren't for Wang Yifeng who had just burned Jiao Ming and suppressed it with fire, 10086 would have ridiculed him severely.

10086: "Respected Valley Master, in principle, resurrection can only be used on deceased people."

So, don't curse yourself to death, right?

Although it really hopes that the other party will die.

Jiang Chen glanced at his palm with a knife.

10086: "..."

"It is important for people to know themselves." When he said this, his tone was almost weirdly calm and gloomy, "Since it is a man-made thing, it should also have some self-knowledge."

10086 was speechless.

"Can, or can't?"

"No..." Seeing Jiang Chen's eyes, he changed his words abruptly, "Not can't, can." The word can was obviously uncertain. He changed his voice, "Just..." The contract matter?

Jiang Chen was not angry, "Who do you think is qualified to make conditions now?"

"..." Want Overlord to revive?

"It's you."

"Heh." Jiang Chen would naturally not ignore such dissatisfaction, but he didn't want to care about it for the time being. As long as what he wanted was true, he would pay any price.

Only true survival and complete extinction are the end.

A person dressed as a red-dressed girl came over with lotus steps and called softly, "Valley Master."

Seeing that he seemed not to hear it, he raised his voice slightly, "Valley Master!"

Jiang Chen glanced over.

Yan lowered his head, "Valley Master, I just..."

"No problem."

"Let's go."

Yuluo Town

In the deep courtyard, new buds of trees are beginning to bloom. Jiang Chen turns his footsteps, retracts his sword moves, throws it casually, and the long sword re-shelves into the sheath with a clang, but the scabbard on the stone table does not move at all. When he came to sit beside the stone table, he paused, but stretched out his hand to push the sword away a little more, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea.

Quietly watching the rippling green waves in the teacup.

Longjing after the rain.

Tea.

He doesn't like wine, this is a habit he kept a long time ago. It can be determined that it is his own habit. Drinking is often their hobby, but he doesn't have such a hobby.

He has never liked substances that are too stimulating.

But it is obvious that the world does not allow many of his dislikes. Like the sword, like the Red Mansion, and like those, those dark things.

The breeze blows slowly, and the bamboo leaves in the yard suddenly fall into the water, disturbing the tranquility. The light of the cup of water reflected in his eyes is soft and misty, as if it is no longer so cold and lonely, showing a little softness and warmth.

10086 sighed secretly. According to its original plan, first, Xia Ziqian would be the most powerful official, and second, he would be the common ruler of the world. The high position is conducive to its hiding, and both the first and the second are very conducive to its approach to the dragon vein.

When did it go wrong?

It seems that it was when Wang Yifeng appeared again? It felt threatened by this person, and it was not just an illusion caused by the host Xia Ziqian's fear of him.

Unfortunately, if there is no certain degree of familiarity, it cannot detect the other party's favorability. Even if Wen Xiaoxi was sent out for several months, he still couldn't figure out what Wang Yifeng liked.

He was the same to everything around him. It seemed that he was different to Wen Xiaoxi, but in the end, it seemed that there was no big difference.

Is it just because of the habit of not showing his emotions?

If not, they would not have lost the opportunity. One misstep led to eternal regret, and even the most congenial host was lost.

For several days, the other party seemed to have completely forgotten about his resurrection and lived in this small courtyard near Junshan. He was not anxious, but 10086 had to be anxious. The dragon vein was right in front of him, but he couldn't touch it. This kind of heart-wrenching feeling was really not pleasant.

Today the sky was bright, and it seemed that even the darkness in some corners had been completely dispelled.

It seemed that overnight, all the colorful flowers bloomed. All the pear blossoms in the bamboos in the yard were in full bloom.

Jiang Chen woke up very early, and when the fragrance came, he picked up a book and sat in the yard. The sun was bright, which was what Jiang Chen liked. He didn't take the sword, and he rarely practiced swordsmanship a few times a year. It's just that he has a good memory and precise control, and he can understand every move and every style in his mind. Generally speaking, he just sits quietly, looking at some extremely ordinary things around him, and he is silent all day.

Because he is never sure in his heart how long he can see this ordinary and whether he will struggle in the bloody rain in the next second. So, when he can still see it, he can't help but want to see it more.

He put down the book, brushed away the flowers on the stone table, and the seal of the years was revealed. This table has been preserved intact for many years, which is quite rare.

No matter what it is, anything that can withstand the passage of time without changing its old appearance deserves praise. Because many people have become unrecognizable under the impact of time.

Snow-colored pear blossoms fell one after another, on his shoulders, in front of his eyes.

Even as an enemy, the system can't help but sigh that this person is really like a gentle and undemanding scholar every time it sees this scene.

This is the fourth year that Jiang Chen has come to this world. Time always passes in the blink of an eye, making people unable to figure it out and unable to control it. Looking back, I realized that it has become the past for so long.

This spring was not much different from the spring days he had experienced thousands of times before.

The funny thing is that when I heard that Li Chengen had arrived in Chengdu, he never found any results for Xia Daqian. Zhang Jiuling asked Changge's disciples to investigate, but Li Chengen was evasive and never revealed Jiang Chen. Even in the Yinyuan meeting, it was destined to be fruitless, and Yan Shangqi did not want to expose the matter.

But Xia Daqian's death did not end everything. Instead, it made Wu Menggui, who colluded with Liuzhao, more unscrupulous. The corpses developed with the help of the Five Poisons Secret Book and Jiao Ming were more dangerous than what Jiang Chen remembered.

The birth of the corpses and the alliance of the Five Poisons and Nanzhao undoubtedly made the situation more complicated.

The battle of Chengdu became more tense.

Because the world was so chaotic, even the Chamber of Commerce changed its nature. The black market sprang up like mushrooms after rain, and no one could control it.

Yuluo Town was not far from Dongting Junshan, and there were many disciples of the Beggar Gang, which was quite noisy. Hua Hudie had a better or worse understanding of Jiang Chen's temperament. She knew that he always liked quietness. Before Jiang Chen came here, he had sent his men to buy this small courtyard.

When she came in with a strip of red velvet wrapped in it, she looked quite cautious. The object was wrapped tightly, and it was obvious that it was cherished. "Valley Master. The Valley Master had previously instructed to find a piece of the best Ruomu and send it here. A few days ago, a valley member found it at the black market at Yangzhou Wharf and sent it here as a tribute. You see..."

"I told you earlier that you don't have to come with me." He saw the Ruomu bag in Hua Hudie's arms, hesitated for a rare moment, and shook his head almost imperceptibly, "Throw it away."

For some reason, Hua Hudie could faintly see some self-mockery in it.

"Valley Master, this thing is of top quality. The family of long song and elegant music all admire it and want to take it back to the sect to carve. The Valley Master is good at using the zither, why do you want to throw it away?"

Jiang Chen was silent.

Butterfly pursed her lips and placed Ruomu on the stone table in front of him. "Valley Master, I will take my leave first."

After she left for a long time, Jiang Chen looked at the fiery red cloth. After a long time, he suddenly laughed.

There was sarcasm, or helplessness.

Who knows, this was originally prepared for Xie Yuan's daughter. What a thoughtful little cotton jacket.

Whatever. It was just a whim, and now even the whim has finally been lost.

Even if Xiao Yaoer didn't dare to send news for a long time, just based on the wind direction of the rivers and lakes, it was enough for Jiang Chen to know that they had defected from the valley.

The world is indeed turbulent, but if Jiang Chen wants to get any news, he doesn't have to see it with his own eyes.

Since you have escaped, just escape.

At least, don't appear in front of him again.

A gust of wind blew, and the snow-colored flowers fell one after another, and the table was dotted with petals.

When Jiang Chen stretched out his hand, he paused, as if he was hesitant, and finally picked up the piece of red velvet and returned to his room.

The texture is fine, the sound is clear and steady, it is indeed a good piece of wood.

It is often said that the zither is a tool for nourishing the heart. But once it falls into his hands, it seems to be inevitably stained with blood.

Five days passed. Jiang Chen installed the last strand of snow-covered ice silk, plucked it with his fingertips, and the sound of the zither came out, clear and bright, with elegant sound and rhyme, which made the listener happy.

The light blue almost water-colored zither surface is smooth and flawless, and it seems to be able to smudge layers of warm light. The corners are smooth and smooth, and the subtle details show the superb zither-making skills. There is a dripping water symbol engraved at the end of the zither. It is hard to tell what it means, but it is undoubtedly elegant and harmonious.

The black crystals of Fenglei Valley in Badao Villa are indeed the best materials sought by people in the martial arts world, and there are many in the transactions of Evil Valley. From top to bottom, the Evil Valley is adept at doing black-eating-black business.

As the inner breath moved, the sound of the zither flowed, and the sky suddenly dimmed.

Perhaps, he also melted a water spirit bead obtained from Qutang into it.

This zither is called "Heaven Wants to Rain".

What if...

Jiang Chen stroked the zither, and a few strands of long hair fell down when he lowered his head. The cold wind outside the window blew, but it couldn't blow away the gloom spreading in his eyes.

After a long time, he sighed almost imperceptibly.

Well, what if... But after all, there is no what if in the world.

He put down the zither, but took the long sword.

The original owner once had a Buried Moon, which he gave to his eldest disciple Ye Fan. What Jiang Chen has in his hand now is just ordinary. For many people, it is more like a decoration and has no deterrent power.

The sudden rain in Junshan is surprising. The rain here is gentle in all seasons, and there is rarely a storm.

Even if the road is slippery, the disciples who guard the sect in the huge Beggar Gang headquarters are patrolling everywhere as usual. Because the smoke of war has not been extinguished, the contest between the Tang Dynasty Nanzhao and the Wolf Fang is still deadlocked. The Beggars' Sect put chivalry first, so they naturally did not stay out of the conflict. During this period of war, the vigilance was even stricter.

Junshan is in the center of Dongting Lake, inside the Beggars' Sect headquarters. Junshan is the lifeline of the Tang Dynasty, and Tiance also has people guarding it, but it is usually hidden and no one knows about it.

Under such heavy defense, no one would have expected that one day someone would be so close to the dragon vein without anyone noticing.

It was sunny after the rain. The new buds of the trees on Junshan Mountain were just beginning to bloom, and the hazy green was pleasing to the heart.

Jiang Chen glided slightly and landed on the round carved stone platform in the lake in the distance.

His figure was graceful, like a fleeting shadow.

The system sighed.

What a light skill. No wonder Xia Daqian died easily in his hands after three or five rounds of fighting.

Originally, it was a quick-learning skill. Xia Daqian was used to wandering around the court, only knew the moves, could not adapt, and no one learned from him. Wang Yifeng and others can be said to be among the best masters of the time. So, Xia Daqian's defeat is not surprising.

When Jiang Chen's fingertips landed on his right hand, a stream of blood flowed out, and warm light rose and floated in front of him.

"Let's start."

10086: "..." is.

The water in Dongting Lake seemed to be stirred up at this moment, and the undercurrent surged, and soon it turned into a huge whirlpool.

The spiritual energy in the mountains is raging and coming in one after another. Even the birds and beasts in the forest were alarmed and fled here in panic. There were birds chirping and apes croaking, and there was great confusion.

Jiang Chen turned around and looked at this strange scene, but his expression was calm.

What he saw was countless more terrifying and dark. Why should I sigh because of the temporary chaos of this dragon vein?

Golden light shimmers.

Reflecting the lake water, there was a brilliant brilliance.

The huge movement here attracted everyone's attention. The generals of Tiance who stayed here to guard the dragon vein were shocked when they saw that there was a problem in the direction of the dragon vein, and they all put on their armor and hurried over.

Jiang Chen stood quietly, looking at the skylight.

This splendid yet still scene always reminded him of the heavenly fire when Qionghua fell.

They all pointed at him and asked why he was so crazy, saying that he was pretending to be crazy to escape.

ridiculous!

Why has he ever had to pretend to be crazy and act stupid to find a way out of his life? At any time, he lives more clearly than anyone else.

He is just unwilling to suffer so much for the faults of others!

As long as he gets a chance...he will never allow himself to be tossed around endlessly in the hostility of everyone again!

The clear water light corresponds to the clear sky. The water and sky are the same color. When people are in the blue glass, they will inevitably have an indescribable sense of openness and clarity.

The system's light group suddenly drifted away, smiling for a long time. At this time, its true meaning was revealed, "Wang Yifeng, even though you are trying to be pretentious, you still have selfish motives. It's a pity, if you are really an elegant scholar who looks down on the transcendent things in the world, you will not be caught so easily by this system. Handle. Dragon Vein gathers the energy of heaven and earth, which is beneficial to the recovery of our system. Sure enough, you still lost."

The light and shadow changed, showing a strange pattern in the air, and more and more auras came towards this place.

"Hmph~" Jiang Chen seemed to be unable to bear it and chuckled. He raised his head with a calm expression, so calm that the thought that the system was sure of victory was instantly eliminated. "They are mere insects and rats, invisible and formless, yet they are worthy of deciding the outcome."

A ray of cold light suddenly struck towards it.

Caught off guard.

It's even too late to defend.

10086 is an intelligent creature, invisible and formless as he said, but this sword really made it feel death.

Previously, Wang Yifeng had been doing nothing, and it was even thought that he was doing nothing. This sword made the wisdom that always thought it was thousands of years ahead of its time understand what a big mistake was.

"Click" a crisp sound of broken jade.

Jiang Chen turned around and landed on the phantom. The murderous intent in his eyes was clearly revealed. He was far from his usual appearance. "You only have one chance." If you don't grasp it, you can only passively accept death.

The glimmer of light on the lake disappeared like fireflies. Not even a hint of response can be given.

There was a rustling sound among the trees.

Jiang Chen closed his eyes and suddenly let go of the long sword in his hand, hitting the stone pillar at his feet with a clear clang. The long sword slid into the water along the edge of the stone pillar, the waves rolled slightly, and then there was no sound again.

He rubbed his wrists, took a step, and the water surged up. A lyre solidified in his arms.

A pair of red eyes flashed in the forest.

Jiang Chen glanced back, the cold look in his eyes was chilling, and his fingertips fell on the string, "It's really a centipede."

Unfortunately, if he thought Jiao Ming could be useful to him, he would be making a huge mistake.

10086 I don’t know where this Jiao Ming came from. If it knew about it, I'm afraid it wouldn't dare to use it at first.

There was a faint silver dragon shadow on the strings, and Jiang Chen lowered his eyes not knowing what he thought of.

The waves on the water leaped up and seemed to turn into clusters of blue flames. Falling into the forest, they instantly became one.

He clenched his fingers and the piano body disappeared.

The clear lake water rippled with microwaves, which seemed to illuminate the sudden confusion in his eyes. Gone in a flash, no more trace.

Many things are extremely disappointing. As for the matter of resurrection, the worst he could encounter was nothing more than this.

But this dragon vein made him finally confirm something else.

He lowered his eyes and looked at each other. The lake was already calm, but he still couldn't clearly reflect the blue sky in his eyes.

Dongting’s lakes and mountains are so beautiful.

Jiangnan, the desert, the snow-capped mountains, the deep valleys, the green mountains and green waters, the vast memory, he has seen all of them before.

Can……

But after all, what's the use?

Is it good or bad, is it "him", or is it him?