From a scholar to a villain, I was a good person at the beginning

"It's you?!"

Wang Er's eyes widened and he immediately recognized Jiang Zheng with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Old man, are you okay? I came to see you."

Jiang Zheng asked with concern, holding cooked meat in his left hand and good wine in his right hand.

"Hahaha, I'm fine, thanks to you for saving my life just now!"

Wang Er laughed heartily, looked Jiang Zheng up and down, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Some time ago, you didn't have any spiritual energy in your body. Now your cultivation level is ..."

"Hahaha"

Jiang Zheng smiled and didn't explain.

Wang Er did not ask any more questions. He was very lucky that Jiang Zheng could save his life out of a small favor. He understood that everyone has secrets.

The old man and the young walked side by side towards Wang Er's residence, talking and laughing along the way.

On the way, Jiang Zheng suddenly remembered that Kong Qing seemed to have not been moving for a long time, so he called out tentatively.

There was no movement, which made him feel strange, but he didn't think much about it and just thought that the other party didn't want to pay attention to him.

A breeze blew through the woods, rustling the leaves.

In the small house, Jiang Zheng was drinking and chatting happily with Wang Er. Jiang Zheng was not much of a drinker, but out of curiosity he took a few sips... It was spicy and pungent.

On the contrary, Wang Er was drinking happily and seemed to like drinking very much.

"I didn't expect you to be the manager today. You have a bright future ahead of you!"

After Wang Er learned that Jiang Zheng was already the manager of the chores disciples, he was shocked for a while, then took a sip of wine, looking emotional, and was happy for Jiang Zheng from the bottom of his heart.

"Please take good care of yourself, I will come to see you when I have time."

Jiang Zheng stood up after he finished speaking.

"Why are you in such a hurry? You are the one in charge and you don't have to work. It won't be a problem if you stay a little longer before leaving."

Wang Er knew that it was inappropriate for him to stop them at this time, but he was afraid... He was afraid of the silence. It was too lonely to be alone in this deep forest.

Sometimes late at night he often felt that perhaps death was just like this quiet night... coming silently and taking him away silently.

"Oh, there really is something going on..." Jiang Zheng told the truth about the hunting incident.

"Hunting?" Wang Er thought for a moment. He had been a menial disciple in Lingxi Sect for so many years and was familiar with hunting.

So he said: "This hunting event is jointly organized by the three sects. It happens every five years and is considered the top priority of the sects."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Zheng was curious and stopped and sat down.

"The hunting was organized by Lingxi Sect, which is just a subsidiary sect of Lingxi Sect. It is said that every five years, the sect will send people down to look for talented young talents..."

After patiently listening to Wang Er's explanation, Jiang Zheng finally understood what this hunting was all about.

To put it simply, it is to show the outstanding disciples of one sect to the upper sect. Each sect will send out the five disciples with the best qualifications.

No matter what, as long as you perform well, even if you are not selected by the sect, you can still get precious rewards, spirit stones, skills, and weapons.

"But... I remember that it has only been three years since the last hunting event. How can there be another hunting event when the time is not up yet?"

Wang Er calculated the time and was a little confused.

"Maybe you remembered it wrongly. I have to go now. I will come to see you when I have time."

"Okay"

After Jiang Zheng left, he rushed to the residence of the menial disciples again. There were only the hunting people there, so he only had to be responsible for cleaning the Lingxi Square. The rest had nothing to do with him as a menial disciple.

“Hehehe…”

Just when Jiang Zheng was halfway on his journey, a teasing laugh suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Kong Qing, what happened? Why are you laughing?"

Jiang Zheng's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.

An empty smile will never bring good news!

But Kong Qing did not answer him. He just laughed a few more times and then fell silent, which made him even more anxious.

From a distance, there was a large group of people gathered around Jiang Zheng's residence, and everyone seemed to be shrouded in grief and anger.

“Why?!”

"Do you think you can kill people at will just because you are the senior brother of the outer sect?!"

"What are we, the menial disciples, in their eyes?"

"No, I want to report it to the sect!"

"What's the point of reporting it? Who will give us justice?!"

“…”

Everyone was arguing with each other, but Wang Zhengfeng stood in front of them without saying a word.

His face was terribly dark, but seemed to reveal a hint of fear.

"what happens?"

A cold voice sounded from behind everyone.

"Master Steward... It's Master Steward!"

“Sir! Tiezhu…Tiezhu and his men were killed by the outer sect disciples!”

"Sir, look..."

Everyone made way for him, and Jiang Zheng walked in front of the crowd step by step, each step feeling extremely heavy.

When he came in front of the crowd and saw a row of corpses lying neatly on the ground, he could not believe his eyes and was suddenly struck by lightning.

My mind went blank...

“Hehehe…”

When Kong Qing's voice sounded, Jiang Zheng was shocked, and grief and guilt overwhelmed him like a wave.

Everyone was talking at once about what had just happened. Jiang Zheng could only feel a buzzing in his ears and couldn't hear a single word.

"Boy, how do you feel? You are the one who killed all these people, hahahaha..."

"Feeling guilty, right? Oh, look, isn't this the little kid who brought you meat? He's dead too... Hahaha, it's all your fault, it's all your fault... Hahaha!"

Kong Qing's voice became increasingly frantic, like the whisper of a demon, disturbing his mind.

"No, how can you blame me?"

Jiang Zheng shook his head desperately, forcing himself to calm down, but immediately changed his words:

"No, it's all my fault. I killed him!"

"What on earth is going on?!" Jiang Zheng grabbed Wang Zhengfeng by the collar and asked angrily.

“Sir… I, we don’t have enough manpower. We can’t finish the cleaning even if we don’t sleep…” Wang Zhengfeng stammered, his eyes avoiding.

"Stop talking nonsense! I just want to know... who did it! And why?!"

Jiang Zheng's voice suddenly rose again, interrupting him.

"It was... it was the eldest brother of the outer sect disciples, Liu Wenhao! He did it!"

"Just one?"

"Yes, just one," Wang Zhengfeng nodded repeatedly.

"Why?" Jiang Zheng took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress his anger.

Facing the angry Jiang Zheng, Wang Zhengfeng did not dare to delay for even a second and told the whole story.

The others also chimed in, and for a moment Jiang Zheng felt as if he was on a stove. The people around him were spewing fire, which made his inner anger rise to the extreme.

"Sir, we did nothing wrong. We were just looking for someone..."

“Not only did they not let the others come back, they also insulted us!”

"At first we had more people, so they didn't dare to attack. But then Liu Wenhao came and killed people without saying a word!"

"Why do they do that? They don't even treat us as human beings!"

Standing in front of Jiang Zhengtiezhu's corpse, he was like a statue that could only listen, his face looking terrifyingly gloomy.

Guilt, anger... countless emotions surged into my heart, but it seemed like something was missing, but none of it mattered now.

He knew clearly that it was his careless words that caused Tiezhu and these people to lose their lives. He was at the ninth level of Qi Refining and was fearless, but what about them?

They all had inferior spiritual roots, not even at the Qi Refining level. Just because of a word from me, they went to the outer disciples to ask for people, and ended up losing their lives in vain.

"I'm sorry, Tiezhu, and everyone else... It's me, Jiang Zheng, who has harmed you..."

Jiang Zheng finally moved and bowed deeply to the corpse in front of him.

After a long time without straightening up, everyone's voices stopped abruptly, and they stared at Jiang Zheng blankly, seemingly very puzzled.

Jiang Zheng looked at Tiezhu's pale face and the wound on his neck, and a simple smiling face appeared in his mind.

"There's no one across from me, so you can live across from me, and we'll be neighbors from now on...

Brother Jiang, I knew you didn’t eat it, look... the meat!

...What a pity, otherwise I would have passed on the skills of the menial disciple to you..."

Suddenly, Jiang Zheng pulled out the long sword hanging at his waist with a "clang". His eyes turned blood red and seemed to be able to spit out flames.

"Wang Zhengfeng...lead the way!"

He turned and walked out, his voice extremely cold.

"Where are we going?" Although Wang Zhengfeng knew what Jiang Zheng meant, he still asked in disbelief.

"Kill someone - pay with your life!"

Every word he spoke was filled with murderous intent. After that, he took the lead in climbing the mountain.

Wang Zhengfeng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly walked to Jiang Zheng to lead the way.

Everyone looked serious and without any hesitation, they followed Jiang Zheng and rushed up the mountain.

The sun slowly set, burning the sky over the top of the mountain red.

Jiang Zheng faced the setting sun, holding a long sword in his hand, with the blazing sunset reflected in his eyes.