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

Murong Huan'en always had a gap in his heart. How could he not see the coldness towards him or the Murong family in recent days?

He respectfully calls the other party his elder brother. Although the other party does not refuse outright, it is always just four words, "Murong Family Master." It seems that no matter what others call him, he will probably not refuse, because he does not care at all.

When he was in Wanfu Longevity Garden, he thought about it again and again, but he still couldn't figure out how he was not considerate enough, so that this "savior" was so alienated from him, or in other words, wary of him.

He always looks calm and gentle, but inside he is really a person who is not easy to get close to.

The seventh day of March.

Wanfu Wanshou Garden is filled with the fragrance of flowers. This is the most enviable place in Jiangnan, and the wife of the Jin family is the most ideal role model for many ladies from aristocratic families.

She may be said to be the luckiest old lady in the world.

Even if others could live to her age, they would not be as prosperous and wealthy. Even if they were so prosperous and wealthy, they would not have as many descendants as she was. Even if they had so many descendants, they would not be like her. All their descendants would not be like her. Can stand out. The most important thing is that Mrs. Jin is not only blessed, but also knows how to enjoy it.

Mrs. Jin Tai has a total of ten sons, nine daughters, eight sons-in-law, thirty-nine grandchildren, plus twenty-eight grandchildren. Some of her sons and sons-in-law are chief escorts, some are chief catchers, some are gang leaders, and some are heads. It can be said that none of them are not top masters in the world. Among them, only one of them, Qiwu Xiuwen, has become the Golden Horse Yutang, ranking among the best. There was also a man who came from the military and was the most powerful general in the dynasty.

She had nine daughters, but only eight sons-in-law, because one of them had become a nun, joined Emei's family, and inherited the mantle of Emei's "Master of Kuen".

Most of her granddaughters and grandsons have also become famous.

Although this time, she did not wait until her youngest granddaughter, Jin Lingzhi, known as the Fire Phoenix, came to celebrate the banquet.

After presenting the birthday banquet, Murong Huanen came out on his own and wandered around the huge courtyard. Wanfu Wanshou Garden is the most beautiful and prosperous courtyard in Jiangnan. It is really good. The rockeries, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions are all exquisite. The envy of countless people.

Although the Murong family is also extremely exquisite and luxurious, it is still a bit inferior to this place.

Nowadays, Wanfu Wanshou Garden has a prosperous population and flourishing branches and leaves, but the Murong family has withered talents, which makes it look so desolate in comparison.

Murong Huan sighed. There is also an appointment with Murong in Chang'an, which is really a headache to think about.

As he was walking, he saw an old man standing in the pavilion, looking at the bustling Wanfu Wanshou Garden and sighing for a long time.

"Still thinking about Suiyun..." The voice turned out to be the old Mrs. Jin whom I had just met.

"Mrs." Hearing the man's kind voice reply,

"Old owner of the village, the deceased has passed away, and you and I express our condolences."

"Forgive me, Madam."

This old man was dressed in soap clothes and had a purple jade tied around his waist. He was obviously not an ordinary person. There is a faint hint of white in his temple hair, indicating that he is not young. Looking at his features, Murong Huanen actually felt vaguely familiar.

There are few aristocratic members of the Jiangnan family that he does not recognize, and there are even fewer among them who can be on an equal footing with this old lady. He remembered that he had heard that Jiangnan Wanfu Wanshouyuan had a close relationship with the Guanzhong Yuan clan. Thinking of this, the only person who could stand in front of Mrs. Wanfu Wanshouyuan was Yuan Dongyuan of Wuzheng Villa.

It seems that the rumors in the world are still superficial. Wuzheng Villa and Wanfu Wanshou Garden not only have an intersection, it can be said to be a friendship.

At noon, they had to go to the courtyard to pay homage to Mrs. Jin's birthday and have a banquet with birthday noodles. Although Murong Huan'en wanted to come closer and listen, when he saw the sun, he didn't have much time and could only retreat.

Yuan Dongyuan turned her head and glanced in his direction. Mrs. Jin then looked at him. When she saw his back, she stroked her dragon-head crutch and then said, "This is the new head of the Murong family."

Yuan Dongyuan sighed, "He is also a young boy." If Yuan Suiyun was here, he would look so young and energetic when he took over Wuzheng Villa.

Mrs. Jin sat down and said, "There has been a lot of commotion about the magical wedding dress recently. Has the original owner of the village heard about it?"

Yuan Dongyuan was silent for a moment and did not answer. He just said, "The world is no longer the world of my generation." He obviously did not want to get involved in this matter.

Mrs. Jin Tai smiled. When she smiled, she made people feel like a rich and amiable grandmother next door. The words are a bit questionable.”

"There is no need to say anything, Madam. Wuzheng Villa has been far away from the Jianghu for a long time, and now Yuan has no intention of getting involved in the disputes of the Jianghu."

"Original owner of the village, the old woman understands that Suiyun's death has dealt a great blow to you." She sighed and comforted, "The old woman is not like that."

"But you have to understand that the dead are gone, sadness is useless, the world is like this, and you and I can't change it."

Yuan Dongyuan moved his lips and resisted saying such words as "Jin Lingzhi is one of your dozens of granddaughters, but Suiyun is my only child", which was so disrespectful and extremely harsh. He already showed some indifference, "Mrs. Jin is quite open-minded."

Mrs. Jin knew that he was angry. She looked at the garden full of flowers and felt sad. "Lingzhi is my most beloved granddaughter. How can I not be sad? I just sighed that the people who made trouble with her that day were Chu Liuxiang, Hu Tiehua and others, so I didn't care. Unexpectedly, they went to Bat Island. I always feel that there must be something strange about this matter. Has the owner of the manor never investigated it?"

Yuan Dongyuan said, "If there are any clues, I will not be willing to build a tomb for my son." He sent people to investigate at sea, but to no avail. He went to Huashan to ask Gao Yanan, but she didn't know anything. Now that there is no trace of the people on the island, what can he investigate?

But all along, a doubt fell in his heart, and he didn't tell anyone. He thought he knew his son. Although Yuan Suiyun was blind at the age of three, he was usually well-behaved and obedient. He was also following the careful training of the manor, treating people gently and generously, and not being surprised by things.

Why did he go to Bat Island?

April peach blossoms in a blink of an eye. Murong Qingcheng hesitated for many days, and finally couldn't hold back and invited him to talk. Jiang Chen had no objection.

He chatted about all sorts of things, and Jiang Chen followed him without blinking, listening quietly, as if he had no idea why he was invited.

If he had the heart, he would have nothing to say to others. Unfortunately, he didn't have the heart to do so.

Seeing that he was always calm and self-controlled, Murong Qingcheng felt heavy in his heart, knowing that it was impossible for the other party to take the initiative to help, so he coughed a few times, "Sir, you are a great hand, saving my sister Huanyu's life, which amazed me. I am seriously ill, I wonder if you can help me."

Jiang Chen seemed to have a look of "stunned" on his face, as if he didn't understand why he suddenly talked about his old illness from the ups and downs of the martial arts world. But he still smiled faintly, "Thank you for not abandoning me. I will serve you."

Murong Qingcheng leaned against the soft couch, his expression was depressed, his body was already oily and dry, and he had no other choice but to ask a stranger.

He supported himself and lifted his sleeves with great difficulty to expose his wrist. Jiang Chen stretched out his hand, but he shrank back and stared at Jiang Chen's face. The suspicion and vigilance on his face gradually appeared, and he could not help but look at the person beside him.

Jiang Chen's hand fell into the air, "Mr. Murong..."

Knowing that he couldn't see, Murong Qingcheng still felt quite embarrassed. He forced a smile and hesitantly stretched out his hand, "Excuse me. I am afraid that I have been ill for a long time and can't recover, so... so I am hesitant."

"Then..."

Murong Qingcheng immediately stretched out his hand and said weakly but firmly, "Since you have invited Mr. Jiang to come, I naturally trust you."

Jiang Chen smiled at this and put his fingertips on his wrist pulse.

The pulse is weak, the breath is irritable, the internal force is chaotic, and it is extremely strong. If a person can use it, it can be called a sharp weapon. If a person cannot use it, it is useless.

It is quite similar to the Xihe Yangyan who ran away that year. However, the wedding dress magic can be abolished, but Xihe Yangyan is like a maggot attached to the bone.

Murong Qingcheng has been staring at his face, as if he can see his thoughts in this way. But since he took the pulse, his expression was calm, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Murong Qingcheng was unsure in his heart, and was afraid that he would see some clues, so his face became more and more ugly. Just when he couldn't help asking, Jiang Chen let go of his hand and said, "I know that the skills are the life of a warrior."

As soon as these words came out, Murong Qingcheng's face twisted for a moment, and the people who were ambushing around were about to rush out immediately.

Jiang Chen seemed to be unaware and remained calm as usual, "Although I don't know what kind of martial arts you are practicing, this kind of violent and fierce martial arts is not suitable for everyone. If ordinary people practice it, I am afraid that before they can achieve great success, their violent and difficult-to-control internal energy will destroy their extraordinary meridians and die in torture."

Murong Qingcheng's heart trembled, and he winked at the people around him, so the ambushers retreated again.

Murong Qingcheng smiled weakly, "Sir, you are indeed a master. To be honest, what I am practicing now is not the Liuchuan Huishui method passed down by the Murong family, but a secret book I got by chance. At that time, the Murong family was facing a life-and-death situation, and I practiced this skill in a hurry to improve my internal strength, but I didn't expect such a consequence. Sir, Murong can't die yet, please show me a way to survive."

Jiang Chen pondered in silence.

Murong Qingcheng said, "If you save me from danger, I will give you my younger sister."

Jiang Chen looked up and smiled lightly, "You are joking. I am not a person who repays favors, and marriage is not a joke. It's just that this road of life is no different from a road of death for a warrior, so I didn't say it directly."

Murong Qingcheng looked at him, although he was smiling, but there was a bit of coldness in his face, and he felt the chill in his heart deepened.

Jiang Chen said, "Since it is the internal force that is causing trouble, just abolish it."

He said it lightly, as if abolishing martial arts is just a common thing. The four words, as light as a feather, fell into Murong Qingcheng's ears, but it was like thunder in the sky.

In other words, martial arts are no different from life to him. Asking him to abolish martial arts is no different from death.

What's more, the former head of the Murong family has become a useless person without martial arts. If this news spreads, wouldn't the former enemies of the Murong family get an opportunity?

"...Is there any other way?"

Jiang Chen stood up, seemed to think for a while, and said, "In that case, there is another way."

Murong Qingcheng's eyes lit up, "Sir, please tell me."

"I got a prescription by chance, which is used to calm the mind and soul. It has a restraining effect on this kind of strong and fiery internal breath, but..."

"But how?"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, "But after taking it, the power will return to the time before practicing. Also, because it suppresses the internal breath instead of dissolving it, the meridians can no longer accommodate more internal power, and the martial arts of this life will end here."

This is a choice between complete and half-waste...

Murong Qingcheng was obviously also very embarrassed, and did not speak for a long time.

"If you feel uneasy about asking for the prescription for nothing, please allow me a request."

"What request." Murong Qingcheng subconsciously replied, and then reacted. He was hesitant about whether to waste his power or suppress it, but the other party actually understood that he was embarrassed to take his prescription for nothing... But the words were already out, and it was difficult to take them back. Murong Qingcheng had to say, "I don't know what request you have."

"It's not known yet. I will never harm the interests of Jiangnan Murong."

Murong Qingcheng gritted his teeth, "Okay."

Jiang Chen called someone to bring paper and pen, and said quietly, "The transaction is established."

The result was as expected by Jiang Chen. With Murong Qingcheng's character, he would never choose one.

Although the Wedding Dress Divine Art can be broken and then established, Murong Qingcheng is reluctant to break it first.

Just now, when he took his pulse, he knew that he had been practicing the Wedding Dress Divine Art for more than one or two years.

As for why Jiang Chen could be sure that it was the Wedding Dress Divine Art... Most of the martial arts in the world are gradual and accumulated, just like the Wedding Dress Divine Art that is broken and then established, but it is rare. At the same time, it has a strong and fierce force that makes the practitioner physically weak. In this world, only the Wedding Dress Divine Art meets the above three points.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen added the three words "Dragon Heart Grass" on the paper without hesitation, and then folded it neatly corner by corner and placed it on the table next to him. He pressed a corner with an inkstone and said lightly, "If you choose two, open it."

When he stepped out of the courtyard, his footsteps paused slightly, and he looked back at the courtyard with an indifferent look. Even if he couldn't see it, he could feel the hidden murderous intent.

If he had been so knowledgeable and powerful that he could recognize the magical power of the wedding dress, the sword of the former Murong family master would have been unsheathed.

He gave Murong Qingcheng two choices. One was to destroy and then establish, and the other was to suppress by force. The other party was determined to choose the worst option, so why should he stop him.

As for the reservations in the conversation...

The other party was not necessarily sincere.

Murong Qingcheng sat up and took down the paper. The words on the paper were elegant and graceful, without any sharpness at all, and each word was written neatly. It was hard to imagine that the person who wrote was a blind man.

But Murong Qingcheng had no intention of sighing about these. He stared at the prescription for a long time, his face turning pale and blue.

The waiter beside him asked, "Master, how is it?"

Murong Qingcheng handed him the prescription with a cold face.

"Ordinary herbs are fine, but these three are quite rare. Dragon Heart Grass is available in the Qinglong Club, but these Snow Lotus and Ice Silkworm Pupa..." The waiter paused and asked doubtfully, "Did he trick us?"

Murong Qingcheng coughed, "... not necessarily." He took the prescription back and looked at it for a long time, "These are all extremely cold things, which will indeed suppress the strong internal energy."

"Although this person from Bat Island is willing to sell out other people's secrets in exchange for support, as he said, all Bat Island businesses are honest and will not be fake."

"Yes. I heard him say that the deal was established."

Murong Qingcheng sneered, "He is a smart man. He knows I would be suspicious if I was given a favor for free, so I took the opportunity to ask for an unknown condition from the Murong family. It is not easy to get a favor from the Murong family in Jiangnan. "

"It is a pity that he does not know that the master has checked his background clearly."

"Yes. He does not know." Murong Qingcheng was inevitably a little proud in his heart, "The brothel is mysterious, and Jin Laosan has been doing business with them for many years. How can I not investigate. This person appears to be gentle and elegant, but in fact he is unruly and hard to teach, and his actions are sinister, vicious and cold, but... he is also a hero."

The waiter flattered, "It is a pity that no matter how powerful he is, he can't compare to you, the master, in planning and strategizing."

Murong Qingcheng held the prescription and smiled happily.

Mr. Bat, even if he has profound martial arts, superb medical skills, and broad knowledge, what is the use. Anyway, he is just a blind man who can't even cure himself.

For a long time, he sighed with regret, "It's a pity that Chu Liuxiang died too early." Otherwise, his plan would be more perfect.

Jiang Chen returned to the courtyard specially arranged by Murong Huanen, and Yinxing greeted him, "Sir, Murong Qingcheng..."

"Don't worry."

"Notify Ding Feng." He thought for a moment, "Let Jin Yuanbao come over in the name of the Qinglong Society to ask for the person."