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

Lu Ping, this is the name of this craftsman.

Although his name is Ping, his temperament is completely inversely proportional to his name. This person cannot calm down at all. Since meeting Jiang Chen, I have been holding a bunch of drawings.

Bai Feng and Bai Yue led him to find a guest room and left.

He opened the drawing and wowed for a while, expressing his excitement and surprise.

Bai Yue, who was standing outside the door but hadn't gone far, heard a burst of exclamations and strange screams coming from the guest room. She couldn't understand it for a moment, and asked Bai Feng with an ugly face, "Sister, is this person..." She pointed to her head. , "Is there a problem?"

Bai Feng's face became solemn, "Yue'er, don't talk nonsense. Mr. Lu is someone we work with."

She listened to the voice in the room behind her that she didn't know what to say, and she still wanted to argue, "But..."

Bai Feng said, "Young Master's vision, could it be wrong?"

Bai Yue thought for a while, thinking of the young master's temperament, and nodded, "Yes."

Lu Ping was also a man with a big heart. He didn't go with the caravan for the sake of the drawings. The servants took their goods to Persia. Fortunately for him, he waved his hands and let things go. He stayed at White Camel Villa relaxed and comfortable.

Jiang Chen didn't care. As long as he didn't cause any trouble, he could still afford to have an extra mouth. Anyway, there are quite a few cats and dogs adopted in the villa, not to mention too many.

Lu Ping didn't know what Jiang Chen was thinking, otherwise...

Otherwise, he would not dare to say anything.

After all, Baituo Villa is Jiang Chen's territory.

News finally came from the Vajra Gate, and the condition was to move to White Camel Mountain.

It's ridiculous. Jiang Chen has always been the only one to negotiate terms, but now someone actually came to negotiate terms with Jiang Chen himself.

Before he could speak, the three surviving principals heard the news from Bai Feng and the others.

Without hesitation, he quickly led people to loot it.

A defector from a third-rate sect also cooperated with the young master to negotiate terms.

The style of White Camel Villa has never been flattering. They have a village owner like Ouyang Feng, and they are not expected to do anything good.

The principals came back with a box of black jade intermittent ointment.

Jiang Chen was speechless for a moment. Remember, there was a person named Yin Liting in the future, also...

But he still smiled kindly and said, "Thank you to the three principals for your hard work."

Bai Xiang said, "Young Master, I'm out of touch. Originally, this was my responsibility. It's just..." He looked at Jiang Chen's legs, which were obscured by the white fox fur, and sighed, "I'm just complaining about my movements." Wait, you are causing trouble to the seriously injured young master. Now the young master’s legs are probably..."

Bai Feng asked nervously, "How do you say this, chief?"

"Young Master's injury has been nearly three months since today, right?" In March, bones will grow on their own.

Jiang Chen was quite surprised when the time was mentioned suddenly. Is it March? So fast?

Bai Feng nodded, "Not bad." The young master was wandering at sea, and with the delays on the road, and the days when Fu Jue and the others made trouble, Lin Lin finally came down, and it was March. But why ask this now? Could it be! ... An idea flashed in Bai Feng's mind, and his expression turned ugly. His eyes fell on his legs. Could it be that what the principals were worried about was...

Hear Bai Xiang say, "I've heard about it before. This plaster is indeed miraculous in treating bone injuries. But healed bones have to be broken again before they can grow back..."

Bai Feng's face turned pale. Will he break the long bones again? this……

She couldn't help but turn her head and look at her young master, could he...can he bear it? Probably possible, but why does the young master have to suffer so much...

No matter when he was young or until now, he was apparently the young master of White Camel Villa, possessing status and wealth that many people did not have... However, his parents were as good as not having them. The former young master of the village, who was also the young master's father, died shortly after the young master was born, and Madam, for some unknown reason, almost pretended that she did not have this son. The only man who loved him, the owner of the village, went to the Central Plains from time to time and almost didn't even enter the gate of the White Camel Villa.

Now that he has a broken leg, why does the young master always have to go through this...

Bai Feng thought to himself, momentarily lost in thought.

I heard an indistinguishable word in my ear, "...where is the medicine?"

Baixiang Nanfeng and the others looked at each other, took out a bottle of ointment from their sleeves and handed it to him. "Young master, please wait for a moment, and I'll ask someone to bring everything over."

Jiang Chen took the medicine, frowned and said nothing.

He stayed behind closed doors again. Not only that, no one else is allowed in.

Bai Feng was worried and secretly hid outside the door. She watched helplessly as he crushed his leg bones again, but didn't say a word. Even though his face was as pale as a ghost, the movements of his hands did not stop.

It seems that the young master's ability to show off his strength has improved a lot compared to when he was young.

She sighed and did not open the door and go in. At this time, the young master probably did not want anyone to go in.

Just as he was thinking about it, a sharp blade came out of the house and passed halfway through the wooden window, missing the center of his eyebrows by an inch.

A cold voice came from inside the room, "Have you seen enough?"

Bai Feng sighed and knelt down at the door, "Please forgive me, young master."

"Go down."

"Young Master..."

"Don't make me say it a second time."

Bai Feng stood up, turned around and ran away.

More than half a year has passed like this, and it is rare to be calm for such a long time.

In January, nothing seems to have changed about the desert. It's just colder when it's cold.

When the temperature is extremely low at night, snow will fall, but it often does not last long.

Fortunately, the black jade intermittent ointment does wonders. In such weather, the leg injury gradually recovered.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

Lu Ping received the news from Jiankang and his face was grim.

Jiang Chen happened to be there too, and seeing that he was really in trouble, "What?"

Lu Ping said angrily, "Mongolia and Jin have opened up."

Jiang Chen sat quietly, but his hand that was drawing the picture paused.

"I didn't expect it to be so fast." Lu Ping sighed, "I don't know how Jiankang is doing now."

The world is going to be in chaos again.

"What else?"

"And... it is said that the people from the Beggars' Gang came to smash my stall."

Beggars' Gang?

Huang Rong?

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment, and finally remembered the two proud sons of heaven again after half a year.

Since Ouyang Feng already knew that the Nine Yin Manual was fake, he probably wouldn't easily trust Guo Jing and Huang Rong's words. As long as this person is not crazy, everything will be fine.

But it is also possible that Ouyang Feng will ask for the real scriptures again?

Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Chen frowned.

Speaking of which, Jiang Chen has ignored Huang Rong and Guo Jing twice, but these two people always try to make their presence felt in front of him.

It was not yet noon, and the wind was a little cold. He turned his wheelchair outside the yard, and Bai Feng hurriedly followed him and handed him a fox fur coat.

Jiang Chen covered his legs with it casually, without saying anything, and it was unknown what he was thinking. "..."

Bai Feng frowned slightly and said to Lu Ping, "Master Lu, don't you have to go back to see him?"

Seeing that he had not responded, Lu Ping smiled and came over, without any concern for his career, "Boss, do you want to come with us?"

Lu Ping persisted, "Boss, there is also the Huashan Sword Contest."

Jiang Chen did not respond.

"... I heard that your uncle will also go."

Jiang Chen finally turned his head.

Lu Ping's eyes lit up, and then said, "Boss, there is less than a year before the Huashan Sword Contest. Don't you want to admire Mr. Ouyang's heroic figure?"

Jiang Chen: ...

Lu Ping has been thinking about it for himself. They still have to go to Jiankang first. If they take Ouyang Ke's body into consideration and walk slower, they should rush to Huashan immediately after solving the problems in Jiankang to catch up with the Huashan Sword Contest.

As expected, without him as the boss, that group of trash can't even deal with those who come to find trouble.

If his subordinates knew that he thought so, they would probably sigh. After all, when Lu Ping came, he also took away a few good players in the territory.

And, a year?

Jiang Chen thought of Ouyang Feng, Huang Rong, Guo Jing, and the letter he just received, "Let's go."

Recently, I heard that many new faces came to the foot of the mountain, coming and going to find the trace of Wu Mu's posthumous letter. I just received a letter from Wanyan Honglie yesterday, and the words were all testing. There are always people who want him to go to places he doesn't want to go.

If these two really fight first, then the turmoil in the Southern Song Dynasty will not be too far away.

He is not interested in Baituo Villa. If it weren't for Ouyang Feng and the King Kong Sect, he probably wouldn't stay here for long. Since it's Ouyang Feng's villa, it's still his villa.

Bai Feng's face darkened and he stopped her immediately, "Young Master, your injury hasn't healed yet..."

Jiang Chen looked up at her and said lightly, "Bai Feng."

These two words were enough to be neither happy nor sad.

She had to stop talking, because she knew that his decision could not be changed by ordinary people.

The world is going to be in chaos.

Before leaving, Jiang Chen specially found the three people and gave them instructions. He didn't want Ouyang Feng to receive the White Camel Villa that was trampled and destroyed by the iron cavalry of which side.

Just because Ouyang Feng saved this life before.

Although his original intention was to Ouyang Ke, after all, it was Jiang Chen who took the blame at that time. Jiang Chen is not essentially an ungrateful person.

Even because he was severely hostile, he has always been skeptical about some goodwill. But even so, he will repay it in a period of time.

Jiang Chen never likes to owe people anything.

He always habitually draws the boundaries clearly.

Half a year later, he came to the territory of Southern Song again.

Jiankang.

As prosperous and lively as ever.

This is a place close to the capital Lin'an. Jiang Chen came at the right time, and Lu Ping's craft shop was being smashed again.

When he did this, the people in the group stopped their actions.

Someone stood up and said to the carriage road, "Are you the one in charge here?"

Bai Feng stepped forward, "...Why are you smashing people here?"

The man standing opposite had a beard and his clothes were patched, but he was still clean. He looked like a member of the rumored Clean Clothes Sect.

But, is it true?

The man shouted, "... Where did you come from, little bitch, don't block the road!"

Jiang Chen sat in the carriage and said slowly, "... No need to hold back."

"Yes, young master." Bai Feng nodded and casually pulled out a soft whip from his waist.