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

This period of time passed quite peacefully. However, there is often a calm before the storm.

A person who has been abandoned by fate will never think that he can live in peace and quiet.

The news received from No. 18 said that Bai Xue had taken the opportunity to meet Huazheng and others by chance, and that he had moved his focus to Jiankang.

There is no need for the suspect. Jiang Chen has given him enough benefits. If he is self-aware, he should do things well for him.

If he had second thoughts, for Jiang Chen, it would just be the loss of a bellwether for the martial arts in the Central Plains.

Of course, he'd better not betray. Otherwise, Jiang Chen would find the opportunity to take care of it no matter what.

It’s the fifteenth day of the full moon and the night is cool and thin.

It is the separation and separation of people, the waxing and waning of the moon.

Jiang Chen was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the deep night, speechless for a moment.

He should be speechless. The person with whom he has spoken has long been lost in time and will never be found again.

When a person who was once good at speaking is speechless, there must be many things going on that are difficult for outsiders to know.

Because no one knows, no one understands, so there is nothing to say.

There are shadows of trees all around, and the cool breeze sweeps through the leaf tips. There are many uninvited guests hidden in that darkness.

It doesn't matter if it's well intentioned or not, it doesn't matter to them who are about to step into the ranks of corpses.

Someone came over lightly carrying a red palace lantern and put a white fox fur on him.

Everyone in White Camel Villa knows that the young master of the Villa loves the color white.

He is obviously a cruel and cruel person, but he loves the color white.

Someone once said that people in darkness tend to yearn for light. Maybe people like Ouyang Ke also have the light they yearn for in their hearts. So he likes white, pure, flawless white. This kind of him is not the young master of the White Camel Villa in the rumors, but just Mr. Ouyang who loves white clothes.

But, as Jiang Chen, what color does he like?

It seems like I don’t have a favorite color.

He doesn't like much anymore. His joy had been discarded long, long ago. Favorite things often become a person's constant fetters and a fatal weakness.

Jiang Chen probably doesn't want to bear the burden of weakness anymore.

As the cool breeze blew, he finally turned to look at her and called her name with certainty, "...Peony?"

On a quiet night, under the beautiful moonlight, there is a cold beauty with a face like a bright moon.

She bowed slightly, and the smile on her face was more beautiful than it looked on her face, "Young Master, don't get cold."

Jiang Chen withdrew his gaze. He looked at the darkness, but nothing seemed to catch his eye. He said nothing.

Mudan's smile froze slightly, she took two steps, her feet slipped, and she rushed straight into Jiang Chen's arms in a panic but very measured manner.

It seemed that the wind had gotten stronger, causing the shadows among the trees to sway and make some noise.

The peaceful atmosphere is no longer peaceful.

People both overtly and covertly became nervous about this.

But in fact, the person facing her was not nervous. He was not nervous. He was even unbelievably calm and self-possessed. He raised his hand and grabbed her extended hand. He turned his wrist and threw her out without hesitation. At this time, a look of irritation appeared on his face, "My legs and feet are normal, but I can't even walk steadily. You don't have to stay here."

Peony turned around and used the force to stand on her feet. A look of panic immediately appeared on her face. The red palace lantern fell to the ground and the flame went out. She fell to the ground and said, "Please forgive me, young master."

Jiang Chen didn't answer and turned the wheelchair back to the room.

He shook his sleeves, and some purple-black powder fell from them.

I originally planned to play with them slowly, but since some people are eager to seek death, I will let them go.

He summoned the four shadows.

…

Ouyang Ke's black iron folding fan had been lost somewhere, perhaps falling into the ocean. Jiang Chen never paid attention to it. After all, he doesn't do it often. When Bai Feng took another folding fan and handed it to him, he was actually surprised for a moment.

Bai Feng's face was slightly red, "Young Master, the situation is dangerous now. You cannot defend yourself without a weapon. I haven't seen you for many days, and this slave is good at making decisions. Although this thing is not as good as the one specially made by the owner, it can cope with Xiao Xiao. Not bad..."

Jiang Chen took the fan and opened it. It was almost the same as the previous one. However, when he saw something about her expression, it seemed that something was beyond his expectation. This uncontrollable feeling made him frown and paused for a while. , or said, "I'm determined."

"Young master, whatever you like."

Bai Feng smiled brightly, but she still looked humble. She had always looked humble, especially in front of Ouyang Ke, carefully and humbly observing his likes and dislikes, and taking care of everything for him.

Ouyang Ke pointed east, but she would never go west. Even when Ouyang Ke fell in love with Huang Rong, she was able to help tie him up.

A humble person born for Ouyang Ke.

Jiang Chen could feel it.

However, that person was born for Ouyang Ke, not him.

Is he Ouyang Ke?

It seems...but not.

Ouyang Ke will never have memories other than Ouyang Ke.

There will be no memory like Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen knew this, but seemed to often forget it.

The passage of time often makes people forget themselves.

…

The life he returned to seems to be very leisurely, but there is a sense of tension and urgency in White Camel Villa, as if a storm is about to come.

Mr. Fu is dead.

This is Fu Jue's only son.

A pile of specious evidence pointing to the young master Ouyang Ke was left at the scene.

However, the other four principals were not able to figure it out either.

Everyone has a share in Fu Chang's death.

Fu Jue almost went crazy.

That's his only son!

This move completely muddied the already uneasy waters of White Camel Villa.

Originally, he should have suspected Jiang Chen first, but when Fu Jue saw his crippled legs, he felt that a cripple like him didn't have the ability to come and go without leaving a trace, so it was natural for him to turn his attention to others.

He reached an alliance with Lin Cheng, the third principal. The second and fourth boss, White Elephant Li Ning, is loyal to Ouyang Feng, and the fifth boss is neutral.

The two sides are evenly matched.

Originally, allies who had a common goal should love each other, but unfortunately, Fu Jue and Lin Cheng's ambitions were not small, and both of them also had an open heart.

Fu Jue inevitably suspected that Lin Cheng had suppressed him in advance and killed his son.

Fu Jue is a very suspicious person, even more suspicious than Ouyang Feng.

He doubted everyone except him.

Because everyone has this motive.

Who is it?

Fu Jue looks similar to everyone he sees.

But now that the alliance with Lin Cheng is at a critical moment, the two must not be at odds, otherwise they will fall short.

He thought clearly about this matter.

The only solution for now is to be patient for the time being until he gets the position of owner of the village. When the time comes, no matter who killed these people, they should all be buried with his eldest son!

The inexplicable death of Mr. Fu was like a trap that successfully triggered potential conflicts within them.

A nest of snake rats hiding in the dark with their target on the villa barely maintains a semblance of peace.

At the same time, sooner or later, the fight between Fu Jue and Ouyang Ke will finally tear through the fig leaf on the surface and come to the surface.

It can be predicted that a great drama is about to take place in this magnificent villa built on a white camel hump.

Fu Jue hastily arranged for Fu Chang's funeral, without thinking about food and tea, which perfectly embodies the intense pain of a white-haired person leaving a black-haired person.

At the funeral of white silk and black cloth, Jiang Chen did not show up, but only sent someone to express his concern and condolences for the chief minister.

He doesn't need to show up because he is the young master of White Camel Villa.

If he showed up, his momentum would have been lost. As a young master, he attended the funeral of his servant's son.

If it were the funeral of a loyal servant, it would be a sigh, but Mr. Fu, no need to.

Fu Jue had a good plan. Want him to come, force him to come.

But he just won't come.

As the day passed, Fu Jue's desire to stand up and take charge became even stronger.

He had a secret meeting with Lin Cheng again.

"Brother...it's so hard for me! That bastard is so cruel and wants my son's life..."

But the other party didn't buy it and sneered coldly, "Brother, didn't you think I was causing trouble a few days ago?"

He said with a face, "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! This is the trick of that little brat! Brother, you would never dare to do this. Don't you believe me as a person!"

Lin Cheng was silent for a while, and then the two brothers brought tea to him as an apology, "...Brother, don't blame me, I am really angry. That brat actually sows a relationship between you and me! You and I are obviously so close, But my brother didn’t believe me that day, and I felt really uncomfortable.”

Of course Fu Jue heard what he meant, and his expression turned ugly, which meant that he was too suspicious. He sighed and said, "Well, I was confused that day... Brother Lin also knows that the eldest son is the only child of three generations of my family. Now that I have achieved great success in poisoning, I will never have any more children..."

Lin Cheng sneered inwardly, even shaking off such details. It seems that this person has no regard for the cost in wooing him today. In this case, he doesn't mind giving you a step down. He had a modest smile on his face. Such an ordinary middle-aged face made people unable to be alert. "Brother!"

"Um?"

"White Camel Villa cannot be left in the hands of a useless person."

"Brother!"

Seeing the look of surprise on the other party's face, Lin Cheng snorted coldly. They were obviously grasshoppers in the same boat. They both wanted the death of Ouyang Ke and his nephew, so what else could they pretend to do... But he didn't point it out, "Yes." I think it’s better to do it on the twenty-fifth day.”

"This... Brother Lin, this is not good."

"Brother! If he can kill Chang'er now, in the future..."

"The day after tomorrow...isn't it too soon?"

Lin Chengdao, "If it's too late, things will change."

"Okay!" Fu Jue gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, how about this. Our troops are divided into two groups. You lead people to control the second and fourth sons, and I'll kill that little guy Ouyang Ke!"

Lin Cheng nodded, "Okay! Listen to brother." Chi~ Kill Ouyang Ke? I'm afraid I need to force him to hand over White Camel Villa's teleportation and snake control skills first... You go, and when the time comes, let's see who moves faster!

No matter what the two people were planning secretly, on the surface, the atmosphere was harmonious and they reached an agreement without any surprise.

In the early morning of April 25th, the sky was just right.

This morning light is brilliant. It is not as intense as the scorching sun in the desert, nor as gentle as the warm sun in the Jiangnan water town, but it has another kind of joyful emotion.

At this time, it only slowly revealed its face from the east.

It illuminates the entire White Camel Villa.

There was an inexplicable emotion rising in their hearts, were they nervous? It doesn't seem like it.

To describe it more accurately, it would be fear.

Maybe today the weather will change drastically.