I am the villain in the book

When Wei Changtian returned to his small residence, it was already dark.

Li Suyue had indeed already started her "work". First, she spent a whole afternoon cleaning Zhang San's room, and then she personally cooked a very authentic meal of Shu cuisine.

Her cooking skills were good, and everyone ate heartily, except for Yuan'er, who didn't find it to her taste.

After dinner, Li Suyue took her son home. Wei Changtian, as usual, gave A Chun some guidance in her cultivation and taught Liang Qin a move of the Returning Dust Saber. Time quickly passed to Hai hour (9-11 pm).

After washing up, he lay in bed, the fragrance of Yang Liushi's body still lingering in the pillows and blankets.

Damn, it's been a whole day and the scent hasn't dissipated? Is it that long-lasting?

Speaking of which, Yang Liushi is a fox demon, so shouldn't her body odor be called "fox stench"?

Wei Changtian was suddenly amused by his own thoughts. After turning over, he began to ponder what he needed to do in the near future.

The priority of the "marry the princess" matter was not very high, after all, both he and Liang Zhen felt that the Liu family should not have any major moves in the near future.

Of course, to be on the safe side, security work still had to be in place.

Liang Zhen had a group of hidden guards protecting him, the Xuanyi Mirror Division also had a group, and when the Freemasons arrived, there would be another group.

With three groups of people on strict guard, unless the Liu family directly invited top experts, he should be very safe.

Besides this matter, he also had to find time to go to the Heavenly Net Sect recently to meet his maternal grandfather, whom he didn't even know what he looked like.

Then, he also had to make plans for Chu Xianping as soon as possible, at least to establish a preliminary "friendship", so as not to be preempted by Xiao Feng.

Speaking of Xiao Feng, he should be arriving in Shu soon, right?

After all, Lu Jingyao's letter had arrived three days ago. If Xiao Feng had set off on the same day the letter was sent, he shouldn't be too much slower than the courier.

He also didn't know if that Wang Daochang was reliable and could ferret out Xiao Feng.

Thinking about it, Wei Changtian unknowingly fell asleep, and the "Dream Dao", which had been stopped for a night, began to operate automatically again.

Because he hadn't fought with anyone much recently, he usually practiced the Returning Dust Saber in the "Dream Dao".

Eight hours of sleep, forty hours in the Dream Dao, basically allowing him to swing the saber 150,000 times.

Anyway, there was no physical exertion, and he didn't feel bored after entering the state, so he just kept practicing.

"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!"

One saber after another, one saber after another...

However, A Chun was there to accompany her.

The little girl was still in the entry stage of "gathering Qi into the realm", so Wei Changtian didn't actually have any "hard targets" for her.

However, A Chun was strict with herself, and besides tidying up Yang Liushi's room every day, she basically sat under the ancient locust tree in the courtyard to meditate and breathe.

It was probably because she was afraid that she would be abandoned by her master if her cultivation was too slow.

One big and one small, one moving and one still, two figures merged into the darkness, and in the small courtyard just one wall away, a little boy was also sitting cross-legged on a bluestone.

Spine straight, shoulders open, head straight, feet in the lotus position.

His appearance at this time was exactly the same as A Chun's. At first glance, it seemed that he was breathing and cultivating, but there was no flow of heaven and earth's true Qi between his breaths.

To put it bluntly, he was just sitting there doing nothing.

However, the little boy didn't know that he was doing useless work. He thought that as long as he learned A Chun's appearance, he would also be practicing martial arts and cultivation.

The night was as dark as ink, and the Big Dipper hung in the west building; the moonlight was like silver, and fireflies flowed in the small residence.

The bright moon hung high, overlooking the joys and sorrows of the world with its eternally unchanging face, but it never intervened in the slightest.

Three days later.

South of Shu City, Dragon Gate Inn.

Although the name was very domineering, the inn was actually not very good. The people who lived there were all from the three religions and nine streams of the Jianghu, and they were the part that was short of money.

Xiao Feng certainly did not belong to this category, but he also chose this place as his foothold, mainly to hide himself.

"Hall Master, what are we going to do next?"

In the small room, a man whispered: "Are we going to inquire about the situation of that Wei Changtian?"

"Don't rush this matter."

Xiao Feng took a sip of the inferior tea, shook his head and said: "Ren Dage, you first take my token to the Shu branch of the Xuantian Society. By the way, do you still remember the speech I taught you?"

"Remember!"

"Well, then you go and come back quickly, and we will meet here later."

"Then what are you going to do, Hall Master?"

"I'll just stroll around the street."

Xiao Feng smiled and said: "We have just arrived, so we always have to familiarize ourselves with this Shu City first."

"I understand."

The man nodded: "Then I'll go first."

"Yes."

Watching the man push the door and leave very cautiously and vigilantly, Xiao Feng sat down and drank two more cups of tea, then casually put some silver in his pocket and quickly appeared on the crowded street.

Although he originally really just planned to stroll around, but it was impossible for the protagonist to be peaceful wherever he went.

In just one afternoon, Xiao Feng had already cleaned up two ignorant hooligans, slapped the face of a waiter who looked down on him, fascinated three good women, and bought a bronze dagger from a tomb robber at a very low price.

Without a doubt, it must be some amazing treasure.

In fact, these things had not happened for a long time in the capital, but after coming to Shu City, good luck seemed to have returned.

Xiao Feng was very satisfied with this, and just as he had eaten dinner and was preparing to return to the inn, the demon-detecting compass in his arms suddenly moved.

Huh?

He quietly took out the small compass and hid it in his hand, searched along the direction of the pointer on it for a while, and finally locked the target on a small sedan chair.

Judging from the decoration and shape of the sedan chair, it should be from a wealthy family.

Xiao Feng did not act rashly, followed for about a quarter of an hour, until the sedan chair entered a large mansion.

The mansion occupied a very large area, and the words "Qiao Mansion" were engraved on the plaque of the vermilion gate.

Qiao Mansion?

Before Xiao Feng came, he had briefly learned about the various family forces in Shu, and knew that the largest grain merchant in Shu was surnamed Qiao, and also controlled a fairly large private army.

I don't know if this "Qiao" is that "Qiao".

But regardless of whether it is or not, he must never let demons and monsters wreak havoc on the world!

Thinking of this, Xiao Feng no longer hesitated, immediately appeared from the darkness, stepped forward and knocked on the copper ring on the door.

Soon, a servant poked his head out and asked:

"What can I do for you, young master?"

"I'm looking for your master."

"May I know your honorable name?"

"That's not important..."

Xiao Feng's eyes sharpened.

"I'm here to save you!"