I am the villain in the book

Starfall Blade Sheath, Myriad Blades Beckon, Soul Capture.

As the dense white mist dissipated, Wei Changtian stood up from beside the somewhat withered corpse of the wolf demon, Yang Liushi was already shocked to the point of numbness.

“Shua shua shua!”

Waving his blade, he chopped the demon corpse, which had no value, into pieces, and with his inner force, he blasted the minced meat into the dense forest.

Wei Changtian casually picked up the vines used to bind the wolf demon and slowly walked back to Yang Liushi's side.

“Let’s go, we’ll come back in three days.”

“...”

Yang Liushi was stunned for a moment, a complex meaning in her eyes that was hard to explain.

“Young Master, how many secrets do you still have...”

“Not many, you basically know them all.”

Wei Changtian waved his hand jokingly: “You have to keep it a secret for me, otherwise I’ll be very disappointed.”

“I know...”

Yang Liushi nodded, feeling somewhat moved.

Wei Changtian had always given her a feeling of elusiveness. Even though the two of them were already very “intimate”, she still couldn’t see through this man.

Although she was still far from “seeing through” him, she at least felt Wei Changtian’s trust for the first time.

“Young Master, I will never fail you in this life.”

“...”

Originally, it was a passionate confession, but Wei Changtian’s expression turned strange after hearing these words.

Speaking of which, didn't Xiao Feng say these words to Lu Jingyao back then?

“Ahem, don’t make rash promises.”

“Rash, rash promises?”

Yang Liushi was puzzled: “What is that?”

“It means don’t make too many promises, in case you can’t do it in the future, it will be embarrassing.”

“This servant will definitely be able to do it!”

“Alright.”

“Then does Young Master have anything to say to me?”

“No.”

“...”

The sound of their conversation grew softer and softer, and soon disappeared into the forest.

Not long after they left, two more people appeared on this small clearing.

“Lord, there are signs of a fight here!”

The burly man next to him suddenly spoke, analyzing the knife marks on the ground and the scattered branches and leaves: “Judging from these knife and sword marks, there should be at least a dozen people, but...”

Xiao Feng walked over upon hearing this: “But what?”

“But there are no footprints on the ground.”

The burly man pointed to the traces on the ground, puzzled: “Lord, look, there are only beast claw prints here, but no human footprints.”

“If a dozen people besieged a demon, it’s impossible not to leave footprints, unless they deliberately cleaned them up before they left.”

“But why only clean up the footprints and not these knife and sword marks?”

The more the burly man analyzed, the less he understood. Xiao Feng picked a strand of minced meat with fur attached from a branch next to him and carefully observed it.

Looking at the minced meat, his expression gradually became surprised, then puzzled, and finally even his breathing became somewhat rapid.

Judging from the freshness of the meat and the toughness of the fur, they should belong to the demon beast that had been killed.

This was nothing in itself, but what was strange was that there was no trace of heaven and earth spiritual energy in this minced meat.

You should know that after any demon beast dies, the spiritual energy in its body will remain for a long time until it returns to heaven and earth with the decay of the corpse.

But the spiritual energy in this piece of minced meat, although fresh, had indeed disappeared.

Xiao Feng was actually no stranger to this situation, in fact, he was very familiar with it.

Because this was the effect of “Soul Capture”!

So... could it be that besides himself, there was someone else in this world who had mastered the supernatural power of Soul Capture?!

“Lord, have you found anything?” The man next to him asked.

Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment and threw away the minced meat: “It’s nothing.”

“In that case, shall we go?”

The man reminded: “Didn’t you say that we would go into the city today to find the Qiao family?”

“Hmm.”

Xiao Feng took a deep breath, thought for a while, and suddenly shook his head.

“The Qiao family is not in a hurry for now.”

“We’ll wait here for a few more days, there’s something I want to figure out.”

Three days later.

Today was the day Ning Qingyu’s remains returned to the capital.

The entire Central Street was filled with white carriages and horses, and noble families came to offer condolences in an endless stream. White banners fluttered in the Shun Prince’s Mansion, and the central gate was wide open.

At Si hour (9-11 AM).

Nearly a hundred Imperial Guards riding white horses and wearing white armor surrounded a dozen “extended” carriages. Each of them had a black rope tied to the hilt of their swords, and they set off from the Prince’s Mansion at a leisurely pace, heading north along Central Street towards the city gate.

Strictly speaking, this was actually a funeral procession.

Since Ning Qingyu’s entire family had been brutally murdered by assassins, there were no relatives wailing and crying at the moment, but other treatments were not lacking.

Thirty-two banner holders were at the head of the procession, each holding weapons, flags, paper figurines, and other objects that were quite elaborate.

After that came the carriages carrying the coffins.

About a dozen people were qualified to return to the capital for burial, as for the other dead maids and servants, they had already been buried.

Mournful music rose, and white paper fell.

Ordinary families usually scatter yellow paper during funerals, while princes, nobles, or wealthy families usually scatter white paper money.

This money was the toll for the little ghosts who blocked the road, so that the souls of the dead could travel safely.

“Hoo la~”

A gust of wind blew, scattering paper like snowflakes all over the sky.

Many children and beggars followed behind the procession, constantly bending down to pick up the paper money. After picking it up all the way and selling it back to the coffin shop, they could almost buy a few steamed buns or a piece of malt sugar.

Although this was somewhat unlucky, beggars and children didn’t care about these things, and even had some smiles on their faces.

It should be because the paper money was easier to pick up today.

Honestly, the treatment looked pretty good.

In the elegant room of a certain teahouse, Wei Changtian withdrew his gaze and glanced at the woman beside him.

Plain skirt, wooden hairpin, and a few pockmarks on her face, naturally it was Ning Yuke who had been disguised again.

Wei Changtian originally thought that after seeing the scene outside the window, even if she didn’t faint directly in pain, she would at least cover her face and sob.

But unexpectedly, Ning Yuke didn’t show too much emotional fluctuation from beginning to end.

She was just holding onto the windowsill, silently watching the entire procession slowly pass by the teahouse, and then walk further and further away.

“Na na na na...”

In the tactful and mournful sound of the suona, Ning Yuke left the window and lowered her head to Wei Changtian.

“Young Master, let’s go.”

“...”

Wei Changtian didn’t speak, and got up to close the window.

But at this moment.

“Young, Young Master, I can still watch...”

Ning Yuke suddenly raised her head, but forcibly choked back the second half of her sentence with a tremor.

Sigh...

Wei Changtian sighed in his heart, reached out and beckoned towards the window, and immediately a small piece of paper money fluttered in.

Folding the round paper money with a square hole in half, he gently placed it in Ning Yuke’s hand, who was stunned in place.

Wei Changtian took a deep look at her, shook his head, and said:

“Keep it as a memento.”

I'm not in the mood today, just one chapter, sorry.