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

It turned out that he had already prepared everything.

Before, Silver Snake had discovered the secret passage that Fu Jue and others had secretly dug in the villa, and Jiang Chen had actually contacted Nanfeng on his way back to the villa.

According to Ouyang Ke's memory, this Nanfeng liked to plan before taking action, but he had the kind of spirit that only some knights would stick to. In the past, he was favored by Ouyang Feng, so he must not have gone with Lin Cheng. Nanfeng was the weaker one among the five leaders, and he loved Lin Yu very much. Ouyang Feng did not come back, and it was only because Ouyang Ke's ability could not gain his trust, because he was afraid that if he easily stood on Ouyang Ke's side and exposed himself, his years of forbearance would turn into ashes. So he was most likely to choose to remain neutral and wait and see the wind direction first.

Before this person entered the White Camel Villa, he had a sister who fell into Fu Chang's hands. Unfortunately, Fu Jue had always blocked him. The position of leader he had climbed to after several years was completely useless, so he had been forbearing.

On the day when Jiang Chen killed Fu Chang, he asked Yin Zi to send a finger to his room. He accepted this great gift and had nothing to worry about, so he naturally stood on Jiang Chen's side.

As for Bai Xiang and Lin Cheng, although Jiang Chen expected that Fu Jue would definitely attack them, his people were still a step late and could not hurry. The two men collapsed on the ground and were already poisoned.

As people who support Jiang Chen, ghosts can guess who harmed them.

But everyone remained calm. Bai Feng took the order and quietly scattered the Hundred Poison Pills, which was considered to save these people's lives.

Bai Xiang made an antidote overnight, and when he mentioned Fu Jue, he was already gritting his teeth.

The two leaders pretended to be tricked and lured the snake out of the hole. Jiang Chen thought that with Fu Jue's brain, the spies had no news, so he should be suspicious and not fall for such a smooth trick. As a result, that person believed it, probably because he trusted his □□ too much.

Maybe Jiang Chen overestimated his IQ.

This was a risky move, because any small mistake during this period could cost Jiang Chen his life. After Bai Xiang distributed the antidote, no one dared to stay there any longer, and hurried to find Jiang Chen. Fortunately, he caught up, although it made no difference to Jiang Chen whether he caught up or not.

…

Jiang Chen had not stepped out of the courtyard for three days. Every time he woke up, he sat in the courtyard for a day.

No one knew what he was thinking, and he had never thought about it before. Sitting there alone, the loneliness on his body made those who saw him sad.

Was it because of the leg? Or because of the blood?

Bai Feng felt that it was both. Maybe there was a deeper reason, which he had never revealed.

In this incident, many people died in the villa, and the managers at the foot of the mountain had to be rearranged.

He finally remembered that there were still follow-up matters waiting to be dealt with, and under Zhao's urging, he went down Baituo Mountain.

Zhao was relieved to see that he finally moved. At this precarious time, it is the best time to establish authority. If he does well, the entire White Camel Villa will be his, only his.

"Ah? The young master has been in the room for so long, and finally came out." Bai Yue followed behind and whispered to Bai Feng.

"Maybe..." Bai Feng paused, sighed, but did not say the second half of the sentence.

In the small town at the foot of the mountain, the travelers and merchants who passed by and settled down were not affected by this incident.

The children held windmills and sang nursery rhymes and walked past Jiang Chen. "Good is evil, evil is also good. Life is death, death is also life... At the foot of the mountain, on the top of the mountain, there are good and evil, life and death..." A few simple sentences, repeated over and over again.

The tender child's voice made people feel empty and tight in their hearts.

It hit people's hearts like a spell.

His eyes fell on these ignorant faces and stopped.

Bai Feng was surprised, "Young Master."

He did not answer this question, but turned around and asked these children, "Who taught you?"

The child who was asked faced him, took a step back unconsciously, and stammered, "A... passing monk..."

A passerby will only pass by after all.

Jiang Chen did not ask again.

Life is death, and death is life.

So...

What is life? What is death?

Can someone like him who can see the sun when he opens his eyes be considered alive?

In the middle of the night, he could not fall asleep, and he could not find a clear answer in his heart. The cold wind blew outside the window, chilling him to the bone.

Wandering in the three thousand worlds, even if he was hostile to thousands of people, he could survive with a vague wish.

Can he return to the original place?

Even if the possibility is so slim that it makes people laugh.

Yes is, no is no.

And Jiang Chen is just Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen is just Jiang Chen.

He closed his eyes, his thoughts were confused.

Perhaps it was because the dead always had different ideas about the living world than the living. He could no longer feel the peace of the light that once fell on him, and his numb heart could not perceive what true happiness was.

Or, he did not want to perceive the joy of others.

He kept thinking about who everything he perceived should belong to. And the strange life that was forcibly extended, and the subsequent pursuit of their disgusting failure results.

Obviously alive, but facing death.

Is this fate?

"Is this fate?"

Fate?

He laughed softly.

They are all living lives with flesh and blood, and only Jiang Chen is a cold lonely soul who has come back from the dead.

Where have you heard that people who have no obsession with life and death have not experienced a truly desperate separation.

Jiang Chen should have obsessions. He died more than once, but he is still alive inexplicably. He has also experienced countless separations.

But what is the obsession?

Is it because he still cares about life and the past?

Or, just because he doesn't want to die simply.

Whether it is Xuan Xiao or Di Xin, tree demon or Zheng Mu.

Whenever you meet someone, you will inevitably be separated by life and death. The truly dead have forgotten everything. Only the living can experience the loneliness of life.

Until the end, whether enemies or allies, they must be buried in the loess.

He has a new identity and also carries a heavy shackle for life after life.

Jiang Chen, these two words are enough to imprison everything about him.

It is a shackle that he will never be able to break free of and will not choose to break free of.

If these two words make him perish in the end, it should be so. Jiang Chen, he is willing, because this is the only him.

Other things are not worthy of his death.

He reached out and opened the window, and the cold wind outside mixed with the night.

Is it raining again?

Cold water drops came in from the window and fell on his face, and he slowly opened his eyes.

There was no light reflected in his dark pupils.

The darkness in front of him made it difficult to tell the direction.

What is life? What is death?

Like him, when he opened his eyes, it seemed that he could not see the light.

…

In the desert with flying yellow sand, two teams of camels slowly stepped out footprints.

Dingling... Dingling...

The camel bells were melodious and echoed in this hot desert.

A young man in white was lying on the camel. A closer look showed that it was Luban No. 18.

"No. 18" sat on the camel, lying weakly, without any style at all.

The servant who followed him was also dry-mouthed, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Boss, we have been walking for three days..."

The man on the camel gritted his teeth, "When you came, did you really look at the map correctly!?"

"This...this..." I guess he looked at it correctly...

No. 18 looked at his face and immediately showed a look of doubt, "...Did you really look at it correctly?!"

It was obviously a big desert, but Servant No. 1 shivered unconsciously, "White Camel Villa is indeed in the west..."

"But let's talk about other things, Boss, we are going to Persia, why do you have to..."

"Humph!"

"Anyway, we have to pass here, stroll in White Camel Villa for two days!"

The followers remembered his temper,...

No. 18 sneered and said, "Short-sighted, of course, I asked him for the drawings by the way...I am doing things for him, and he gave me the drawings. I came here in person, it is enough to take it seriously! If he..." No explanation for the drawings!

He looked at the scorching sun above his head and wilted, "I'm so sorry for you!"

Servant No. 1:...

He muttered, "Wouldn't it be nice if you could be so arrogant in front of him?"

"Hmph!" No. 18 glared at him.

Servant No. 1 fell silent.

They walked for another two days, and the wind and sand became stronger.

Everyone was dizzy from the sun, and couldn't help but doubt the accuracy of the route again.

Finally, he was picked up by the people of Baituo Villa.

Jiang Chen remembered that during the reign of Emperor Ningzong of the Southern Song Dynasty, Shaolin Huo Tou Tuo defected to the Western Regions and founded the Vajra Sect. Now, this Emperor Ningzong of the Song Dynasty was about to step down.

As a result, the Vajra Sect was not found yet, and Lu Ban's team was picked up first.

When Bai Feng brought No. 18 to Jiang Chen, he saw him sitting in a wheelchair, looking calm, and immediately gritted his teeth in hatred, thinking that he had done everything from fighting, drinking and grabbing territory in just ten years. Now that he met such a person, he couldn't figure out his mind, and he inexplicably recognized a Western Region boss, which really made No. 18 embarrassed. But thinking of the blueprints of the Thousand Machine Bird Continuous Shooting Crossbow, he sighed and really accepted his fate.

He took out a tattered book from his arms and threw it into his arms, saying casually, "I heard that you have been looking for this book before, young master..."

Jiang Chen raised his hand and took the book, glancing at him faintly.

No. 18 immediately sat up straight, "Boss, this is a heartfelt gift, I dare not take credit for it." He also emphasized the last four words.

So he really wants to take credit?

Jiang Chen lowered his eyes and his eyes fell on the book, just seeing the yellowed handwriting on the old book, "Wu Mu's Testament". "How did it come from?"

No. 18 chuckled, "It's a long story... Back then, when my grandfather was in charge..."

Jiang Chen glanced at him expressionlessly, "Long story short."

No. 18 choked, "He went to the palace and fell into the cold pond and picked up a book and copied it."

Jiang Chen knocked on the book, "Is it copied or real?"

No. 18 blushed, "Hehe, of course it's real."

Bai Feng was surprised, "Your grandfather is not a thief?"

No. 18's face darkened and he immediately retorted, "That's called a chivalrous thief! And didn't he leave a copy for them!"

Bai Yue said, "Isn't that still a thief..."

He was immediately angry, "I said it's not! It's not! Ah!" A scream.

A book fell on his head and fell into his arms. No. 18 was very surprised, "g?" He had inquired before he came, and Ouyang Ke had been looking for this book before.

"I don't need it."

"Before that..."

Bai Feng smiled slightly, "If it's the young master. If he doesn't want that place, then he naturally doesn't need it. If he wants that place, then he doesn't need it at all."

This is really confident. Wu Mu's posthumous book is a treasure that everyone in the martial arts world is fighting for.

The place he is referring to should be the Southern Song Dynasty.

But when he said it like this, he was obviously just a martial arts person, but it made people unable to question it.

No. 18 was silent for a while.

After all, it was just a military book of Yue Fei, not worth such a big effort. If it was so useful, Guo Jing and Huang Rong would not have died in Xiangyang.

Whether it was Jin, Mongolia or the Southern Song Dynasty, in the end, weren't they all people from the same place? Jiang Chen didn't have much interest in contributing to anyone at this time.

The matter of Baituo Villa was just resolved, and he didn't plan to cause trouble again.