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

Two people died in the capital.

A man, a woman.

However, these two people were still slimy, disheveled, and embarrassed when they died, and they obviously did not do anything good.

People were indeed saddened by the loss of two lives and despised such immoral behavior.

Although these two people don't actually know each other, they are just complete strangers.

Most people in the world are always accustomed to demanding others with their own preferences, and they even like to demand some special moral standards.

If it does not comply, it will be condemned. And he used such verbal condemnation to prove that he was a good person who could distinguish right from wrong.

This seems to be common human nature.

Few people escape this nature.

Gongsun Ling looked at the closed door and sighed.

On weekdays, Liancheng Bi is the most self-disciplined and the first to get up, but today for some unknown reason, he has not even stepped out of the room even though the sun has already risen.

Last night he went out to buy some herbs and came back and dried them in the sun. His behavior was no different from the past. Once he entered the room, he never came out again.

Due to Lian Chengbi's temperament, he never likes to be disturbed by others. Gongsun Ling had no choice but to ask outside the door. The usual flat sound came from the door.

He would just use the word "nothing" as an excuse.

Gongsun Ling could only look outside the door from time to time. For more than half a month, with his medical skills, even if Jiang Chen behaved normally, it was enough for him to see that there was something wrong with all the bones in Jiang Chen's body...

A martial arts practitioner whose martial arts skills were abolished and his bones were broken, but was left with this life, it is difficult for him to maintain such a peaceful state.

If it were another person, I'm afraid he would have been crying over his martial arts skills.

In the room.

The hand placed in the basin was swollen.

Jiang Chen felt that he could still see a bright red color in the clear water.

He was stunned, stood up without warning, and overturned the basin with one palm.

The basin of water splashed onto the ground with a splash.

Jiang Chen was stunned. Looking at the empty water basin buckled on the ground, he picked it up and put it away for a long time.

He sat at the table, looking indifferently at his long, white and wrinkled hands.

I don't know how long it took before I stood up, wiped the water on my hands with the white handkerchief next to me, and slowly clasped the polished and shiny Hidden Sword that was about a foot long on the table on my wrist again. .

This inexplicable murder case ended in the name of Jianghu people seeking revenge. Because judging from the fatal red marks on the necks of the two men, there are no traces of the murderer's sword. It stands to reason that such a fast sword should be famous in the world, but unfortunately, this sword mark cannot compare with anyone in the world, even a slightly famous person.

As time passed, the case had to be suppressed. In an era like this, unsolved cases often have to be suppressed. People in the Jianghu always have inseparable grudges and act with loyalty, so it has become extremely difficult for the court to intervene in matters in the Jianghu.

It's not like the local snakes in this area haven't checked for this. They even found the yard and suspected Jiang Chen.

Of course they would not fail to recognize Liancheng Bi.

The deceased Xiao Shuqi was one of Xiao Shiyilang's tens of millions of admirers. Because of this, they had every reason to believe that Xiao Shuqi was killed by Liancheng Bi, who was hostile to Xiao Shiyilang.

However, there were rumors in the world that Xiao Shiyilang had broken Liancheng Bi's bones and disabled his martial arts. He obviously no longer had the ability to kill people. Originally, it was entirely possible to blame the matter on Liancheng Bi, but Wugou Villa did not give up on him after all, not to mention Gongsun Ling would not allow them to take Liancheng Bi to settle the case...

When Jiang Chen watched these people go out, he loosened the hidden sword in his hand with an unpredictable expression.

Maybe these people will never know. The person they suspected was indeed the murderer.

What is right and what is wrong.

In fact, it is never easy for the eyes to see clearly.

Regardless of whether he explains it or not, those who believe will believe it, and those who don’t believe it will be useless to say anything to him.

Gongsun Ling was always accompanied by a medicine boy in green clothes. One day, he stared at Jiang Chen who was sitting alone and meditating, looking up and down.

When he returned, he brought back another beautiful child. He wore his hair in a neat bun and his shirt was clean and tidy. He looked like a neat and smart man. He is not very old, and is a little shorter than a mature man.

Gongsun Ling sat steadily in the wheelchair and called, "Master Lian."

Jiang Chen sorted today's medicinal materials into categories, took the hand towel on the side and wiped his hands, "Mr. Gongsun."

Jiang Chen's eyes fell on the strange servant beside him, "This is..."

Gongsun Ling said, "I think you need someone to take care of you after all."

"unnecessary."

"Master Lian," there was a serious look on his face, "As a doctor, I have to remind you. If you force yourself to move even when you are seriously injured, you will easily leave consequences that are difficult to heal!"

"Thank you for your kindness, sir." Jiang Chen calmly refused, "But it's not necessary."

The man bowed hurriedly and said, "Sir, please let Xiaosi take care of you! Don't drive Xiaosi away."

Gongsun Ling said, "If you still want to take a good rest, you should really find someone to take care of you."

Jiang Chen's eyes fell on him for a long time, so long that she thought even Cheng Bi had seen something. He finally spoke, half-smiling but not smiling, "Well, I'll help you, little brother."

Gongsun Ling was startled by this and subconsciously looked at the newly purchased servant boy.

But after looking up and down several times, I couldn't see anything wrong.

calm.

An oppressive calm.

It's almost winter.

Gongsun Ling had recently developed a habit of discussing medical matters with Liancheng Bi every day.

Liancheng Bi was worthy of his family background and was knowledgeable. Some of his fantastic ideas about medical skills always made Gongsun Ling sigh in admiration. People's energy is often limited, so precious essence is not expensive, but Liancheng Bi does not seem to have this limitation. He has learned a lot. In addition to understanding medicine and the abandoned swordsmanship, Lian Chengbi seemed to be able to talk about a little bit of everything, whether it was music, chess, calligraphy and painting, humanistic geography, divination, astrology, or the mechanism of Qimen Dunjia, but he knew more than a little. Even sword making remains the same.

When Master Xu Luzi made the golden needle, he found a lot of materials, and he took the rest and made a hidden sword. The color, brightness and sharpness were actually very good, which was highly praised by Xu Luzi, who had been immersed in this art for several years.

However, after hearing that it was the Liancheng Bi, Xu Luzi sighed and never mentioned the meeting again.

Gongsun Ling understood him. Xu Luzi had always hated evil, and Lian Chengbi had done so many outrageous things. No matter how talented he was at making swords, Xu Luzi would never have anything to do with him again.

When the deer-cutting knife entered the customs, one of the requirements of the sword-bearer was to eradicate the scum in the martial arts world. This is enough to show that Xu Luzi hated people who did many evil things. He has always been an upright and selfish person with a strange temper, and he would never personally investigate Lian Chengbi's true nature...

As for Jiang Chen, the things he knew could not be recalled accurately until he needed them. Over the years, the things in those memories that shouldn't be there have been so complicated that sometimes he can't remember what to use.

To be honest, none of them seem to belong to him. Sword-making was what Elder Zong Lian was good at in Xuan Xiao's memory, divination and horoscopes were obtained from Di Xin, the art of playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and poison was learned by Ouyang Ke, and the supreme swordsmanship was created by Ye Gucheng... And he, Jiang Chen, it seems that he just accumulated a bunch of inexplicable memories and gained a lifespan that could not be measured in several lifetimes.

October, the end of the month.

The night is dark.

Dark clouds are gathering.

The cold and bright moon has long disappeared.

Jiang Chen sat in front of the stove, wearing a crane cloak, and fanned himself twice. The flames under the cauldron swelled up, reflecting in his eyes, making it difficult to tell what he was thinking.

Heat rises from the pottery lid of the medicine pot.

The small room was filled with the bitter smell of herbs.

There was silence, and for a while the only sound that could be heard was the popping sound of bubbles breaking as the herbs boiled.

Xiaosi stood quietly behind him, clenching his sleeves, with a bit of struggle in his eyes.

Jiang Chen looked at the gloomy sky outside the window and suddenly said, "It's going to snow."

When this moderate sound resounded in the room, Xiaosi panicked and stepped on the charcoal basin next to him. She looked at the dusty charcoal basin and was startled for a moment, then immediately looked panicked and said, "Sir."

Jiang Chen lowered his head slightly, as if he was not aware of what was happening behind him at all. He fanned twice more and said in a calm and sure tone, "It's time to snow."

Xiaosi moved closer to him gently.

Jiang Chen said, "Do you know why I leave you here?"

Xiaosi paused and smiled dryly, "What do you mean, Master?"

"...Xiao Shiyilang should have arrived in the capital."

Xiaosi was suddenly silent for a moment.

Jiang Chen added, "Even if a woman's body is fragile and the journey is difficult, she still has to arrive."

Shen Bijun, even if she is involved, even if Feng Siniang is in the way, then Xiao Shiyilang should be here.

I heard earlier that those people were inquiring about his whereabouts, and now that it was nearly a month, it was time for them to come anyway.

A gleaming dagger appeared in her hand, stabbing Jiang Chen in the back of the heart who had his back turned to her, and said coldly, "Then you should indeed die!"

But in just a blink of an eye, the person who was still sitting next to the medicine stove had disappeared.

Xiaosi was stunned, and a chill suddenly ran down her spine. She rolled to the side without looking back and relied on her instincts. When she turned around, she saw a shining silver needle stuck in the wooden edge of the bed. His face turned green immediately and he shouted angrily, "Insidious!"

Jiang Chen was already standing by the tea table in the outer hall, put down the cattail leaf fan in his hand, and said calmly, "Feng Siniang."

Xiao Si sneered, pulled off the human mask on his face, revealing his beautiful eyebrows, "Yes! It's me!"

"Xiao Shiyilang and Shen Bijun are together."

When these two names appeared at the same time, a hint of unnoticeable sadness flashed across Feng Siniang's face, but she quickly decided, "She has some insight!"

She looked at Jiang Chen for a long time, her eyes showing some confusion, "I really don't know why."

Jiang Chen said lightly, "Oh?"

"You don't look like a mean-spirited person."

"You mean being broad-minded and not caring about Shen Bijun's affairs?"

Feng Siniang sighed, "You know that's not what I meant."

"I have no idea."

"When the three of us drank together, I even sympathized with you. Lian Chengbi, you really can't see that the current situation is not what Xiao Shiyilang wants. He is also in great pain. Didn't you also say that he didn't mean it?"

Jiang Chen's eyebrows remained unchanged, "Then... I'm probably lying to you." It was indeed a lie to make them lower their guard and not suspect him. In fact, what the original owner did in this regard was no less than what Jiang Chen had always done. let.

"You!" Feng Siniang's face turned red with anger, "Do you really have to go against Xiao Shiyilang?"

"Since..." She wanted to mention Shen Bijun, but seeing Lian Chengbi's indifferent look, she swallowed these three words back into her stomach.

But she also wanted to say that since Shen Bijun no longer loved him, why bother to force it...

These days, she has also seen that Lian Chengbi seems to be quite content with such a life. He looks calm and relaxed, and has let go of everything, so she has not made a move. But today Lian Chengbi thought of Xiao Shiyilang again...

Since he is already content and relaxed, why doesn't he understand that the grudges are gone?

"Go against?" Jiang Chen's eyes revealed a bit of sarcasm, and soon returned to the calm darkness, "If you think so, I have nothing to say."

"Stubborn!" Feng Siniang gritted her teeth, put her white hand into her sleeve, and when she stretched it out, a handful of silver needles scattered and hit Jiang Chen's joints.

Jiang Chen casually lifted the tablecloth and rolled it up, and all the silver needles fell wherever he touched.

"This is..." Feng Siniang was shocked, "This is Liuyun Feixiu! Why do you know this Wudang skill!"

Wudang?

Jiang Chen repeated these two words in his mind twice. Liuyun Feixiu, of course, was taught by Hua Manlou. At that time, Hua Manlou also asked why the world's number one swordsman would want to learn such a move that only defends but does not attack.

Jiang Chen's answer was just for his life. Liuyun Feixiu borrows clever strength to overcome hardness with softness. Of course, it is even more powerful with internal strength. Now that the internal strength of this body has been reduced by 80/9, it is just right to use it to fight.

He remembered that when he was still alive, no one else could use Liuyun Feixiu. Now, it has become a Wudang unique skill...

Maybe after his death, Hua Manlou passed it on to others...

The complicated past flashed through his mind, and Jiang Chen did not stay in a trance for a long time. He quickly came back to his senses and said indifferently, "It has nothing to do with you."

Feng Siniang said, "Taking without asking is called stealing!"

Jiang Chen tilted his head and smiled, "Miss Feng, why don't you teach this to Xiao Shiyilang first."

If everyone in the world has an untouchable reverse scale, then Xiao Shiyilang is undoubtedly Feng Siniang's reverse scale.

She has never tolerated others blaming Xiao Shiyilang.

Even though she and Xiao Shiyilang have no fate in this life, but her own children, only her family can quarrel and make trouble, others are outsiders, outsiders do not know Xiao Shiyilang's good, so they can't say anything about Xiao Shiyilang! Feng Siniang is quite protective of Xiao Shiyilang.

She also took action.

Ten moves to no avail.

Feng Siniang looked at the silver needles scattered on the ground at Jiang Chen's feet and said in surprise, "Aren't your bones and tendons broken?"

"Killing people doesn't require bones and tendons."

"Could it be that Gongsun Ling has cured you?"

Feng Siniang thought about it and realized that this was indeed possible. Doctor Fei Gongsun Ling's medical skills were well-known in the world... But she hadn't seen any medicine that was so effective for bone injuries during these days here...

The door was suddenly kicked open with a click, and the boy in green retracted his feet, walked behind Gongsun Ling, and pushed him in. Gongsun Ling had a worried look on his face, frowning and looking at the mess in the house, "Lian Chengbi!?"

The author has something to say:　　emmmm... Let's end it tomorrow...