How to become a qualified villain BOSS

The wind picked up.

The dark clouds dissipated, and the soft moonlight fell, coating the town with a layer of gentle silver light, and also allowed Wen Jing to see the situation inside the inn more clearly.

Skeletons piled up in various places in the corners of the dilapidated inn; the dry blood that had long since solidified spread all over every corner of the inn, mixed with pieces of meat and bones that made people dare not think about it; Bloody handprints, rolling eyeballs and broken teeth... And when Wen Jing raised his head and looked at the roof of the inn, he could even see heads hanging on it like trophies. The moment Jing looked at them, he also looked at Wen Jing.

Wen Jing felt his stomach churning, his blood burning, and his heart twisting.

"Why... do such a thing..."

Wen Jing thought he was roaring, but he heard his blurred voice dry and weak, like a dying patient.

"Obviously...we are all of the same race, why would we do such a thing to our compatriots?!"

A ghoul who was wearing a sarong and could vaguely see a woman in front of him gave a shrill laugh, and said, "You bastards of sanctimonious hypocrites, your sarcastic remarks are nice to hear, why would you do such a thing? Do you think we want Is that so?! Where were you when we were trapped in the town by evil spirits? Where were you when we ate the last bit of food and were about to starve to death?!"

"Yes! That's right!" The bunt-clad ghoul looked at Wen Jing and Ye Lingshu in disgust, "We have nothing left! The fields don't produce food, and the town can't go out... If we don't eat people, How are we going to live?"

"We just want to live, is that wrong?!" Another ghoul said, "If you want to blame, you can only blame your incompetence, you can't even kill a ghost!"

"If it wasn't your fault, how could we end up in this kind of people who are neither human nor ghost, and have to live by cannibalism?"

"It's all your fault!"

"It's all your fault!!"

The sharp voice surrounded Wen Jing and Ye Lingshu, approaching step by step, with hatred for the living and greedy appetite shining in their eyes.

Eating ordinary people can't satisfy you, do you want to eat monks already?

Ye Lingshu sneered, with murderous intent in his heart, he held his magic sword, but he didn't expect that at this moment, he heard Wen Jing sighed dejectedly: "I'm sorry."

What... what?

Ye Lingshu's heart skipped a beat, fearing that Wen Jing would be fooled by the rhetoric of these ghouls, so that he would do something stupid.

I only heard Jing sigh: "I couldn't save you... I'm really sorry..."

Ye Lingshu frowned and said, "Wait a minute..."

Wen Jing kept talking, and continued: "But if I don't kill you here, but let you kill more passers-by, that is my real crime."

Ye Lingshu: "...Huh?"

The next moment, Ye Lingshu heard the long sword clang out of its sheath, and the gentle moonlight like water fell on the long sword, but reflected the icy light of the sword.

"laugh!"

A barely audible sound sounded, and Ye Lingshu felt a blur in front of his eyes. Before he could react, the head of a ghoul closest to the two rolled to the ground.

What... what?

Ye Lingshu was stunned, almost unable to recover.

——Ghouls became "monsters" because of cannibal corpses, and they have long since left the category of humans. Their skin is stone-like, their bones are iron, and their bodies are full of poison. Not a good character to relate to.Facing the ghouls in this town, even Ye Lingshu, who is a foundation builder, feels quite a headache and wants to give up, but...

But why is Wen Jing as easy as chopping melons and vegetables? !

Under the moonlight, Wen Jing was holding a sword in his right hand and a sword art in his left hand, walking among the dark ghouls, his posture was calm, but he was fast to the extreme, he was dressed in green clothes like a swimming dragon, and a sword The glow is like a frightened bird!

Every time a sword light falls, there must be a ghoul's head rolling down, and every time the sword light splashes, there must be dark brown blood flying.

Ye Lingshu stared at it in a trance, the moonlight was gentle, but the sword light was gentler than the moonlight, and Wen Jing, who was swaying the sword light, was even more radiant, as if he was not killing at the moment, but redemption.

Ye Lingshu was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, everything was settled.

The town was dead silent, with corpses everywhere, only Wen Jing stood motionless, as if he hadn't recovered.

"... Ah... Ah Jing?" Ye Lingshu called out tentatively, and the next moment, Ye Lingshu noticed the strange fluctuations in Wen Jing's body, and couldn't help being surprised and delighted, and said, "Ah Jing, you have already Foundation established? When did you..."

Ye Lingshu's voice froze, and he couldn't continue.

I saw Wen Jing turned his head and stared at Ye Lingshu fixedly, his black eyes glowed with silver moonlight, as if he was shedding tears, but when Ye Lingshu looked carefully again with a start, those eyes But there was a piece of dryness and peace.

"Ah Jing..." Ye Lingshu knew that Wen Jing would not feel well, so he couldn't say anything else for a moment.

Ye Lingshu understood that if the ghouls in this town that Wen Jing killed at this time were all irrational monsters and spirits, then although Wen Jing might not feel too good, he wouldn't feel too bad either, but this The group of ghouls are no different from ordinary people except in appearance.

They think, they beg, and there are even child-sized ghouls who cry and wail as they die.

If it were Ye Lingshu, he might really be unable to do so, and instead be controlled by these ghouls, just like other monks reduced to food.

But Wen Jing remained unwavering, killing all of them without leaving one behind.

Wen Jing's approach is undoubtedly correct.

When people become "monsters" and become ghouls, there is no chance to change back.As ghouls, if they want to live, they must eat and eat people. If they don't eat people, they will die.

They are pitiful, but what is wrong with others?What's wrong with those passers-by who died tragically?

So killing the ghouls in this town and returning to ashes is the best choice.

But people are born with feelings. Although they know that such an approach is absolutely correct intellectually, when they are actually on the scene, they are often tripped by emotions and do stupid things. So before this, Ye Lingshu had never Thinking that his cousin, who has been kind since he was a child, can be so rational... so rational that it is almost terrifying.

Such a sensible person...such a terrifying person...is he really his cousin Wen Jing?

At this moment, Ye Lingshu even felt timid.

But the next moment, Ye Lingshu came to his senses again, and couldn't help but spurn himself: The person in front of him is his cousin Ah Jing!He was actually afraid of his cousin because he did the right thing... What is the difference between this kind of him and those false morals he despises? !

Ye Lingshu's face was hot, and he didn't know if it was shame or embarrassment.

Fortunately, Wen Jing didn't notice Ye Lingshu's abnormal state. After being in a daze for a moment, he put his sword back into its sheath and said, "Let's go."

Ye Lingshu didn't come back to his senses for a moment, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Wen Jing said: "Go and find that evil spirit."

Ye Lingshu shuddered, grabbed Wen Jing, who was looking for death, and said, "Why haven't you given up on this idea? Do you really think it's great to kill a small town of ghouls? That evil spirit is so fierce, it's like the words of a monk. , I think it should be at the Golden Core stage, you just happen to be at the Foundation Establishment stage, are you courting death by rushing up?!"

Wen Jing shook his head and said: "Cousin's words are wrong, why do you think that evil spirit kept a small town of ghouls, and made them sane, and even spent mana to set up a magic circle for them to confuse passers-by? "

Ye Lingshu said: "That evil ghost really hates the townspeople."

"That's right." Wen Jing said, "Since the evil spirit wants the townspeople to live a life of death, why didn't the evil spirit react in the slightest when I killed them just now?"

Ye Lingshu was startled, and said in surprise, "Could it be—"

"It should be my senior brother who is restraining the evil spirit." Wen Jing deduced step by step, "The senior brother happens to be at the Jindan stage, and his cultivation level is similar to that of the evil spirit, but at this moment there are neither evil spirits nor aura in the town. If we think about it, the two of them should be in a stalemate at this time, neither of them can do it without permission. If this is the case, how can I leave my senior brother who is still in danger and leave alone?"

Ye Lingshu frowned: "But what's the use of you going? What's more, how can you imagine the power of the Jindan stage monks fighting? As long as there is a slight impact, you will be dead!"

Wen Jing just pretended he didn't hear the last sentence, and said with a chuckle: "It will always be useful, at least... No matter what, I'm always worthy of Senior Brother."

Ye Lingshu had a terrible headache, thinking that he hadn't discovered Wen Jing's temperament like taking responsibility for himself before.

Wen Jing said again: "Cousin don't need to think too much, in fact, I was the one who forced my senior brother to follow me down the mountain at first, but now senior senior brother can be said to be in danger because of me. In my heart, I will never leave my senior brother alone. Even if I have only meager strength, I still want to help my senior brother. I have made up my mind, and my cousin doesn’t need to persuade me, let’s leave on my own .”

Before Ye Lingshu could get angry, Wen Jing continued: "Cousin, my parents have two sons and a daughter besides me, but my aunt and uncle only have you as a son. If something happens to me, you can still ask my father for me." Mother sent me a message, but if something happened to you, what face would I have to see my grandfather and old lady?"

Ye Lingshu was unable to utter the words he had originally prepared. He forced a laugh after a long while and said in a trembling voice, "My cousin is eloquent, even when he was young."

Wen Jing smiled lightly, without the slightest trace of gloom on his face, and said: "Cousin, you stay here, don't go with my cousin, it's just to make my cousin feel better."

Ye Lingshu felt even worse in his heart. He froze on the spot, his lips opened and closed, thousands of words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Wen Jing said again: "Cousin, wait outside the town. If my cousin doesn't come back after three days, I hope my cousin can hide something from my parents, so that my parents will think that I am not good at learning. I just want to spend the rest of my life in the Zheri sect, so that even if my parents miss me, they won't be too sad if they have brothers and sisters by their side. Also...give my aunt and uncle my regards."

After the words fell, Wen Jing finally smiled at Ye Lingshu, turned around and left.

Ye Lingshu mustered his last strength to grab Wen Jing, and said sharply: "You have thought of everyone, but what about yourself?! Haven't you thought of yourself?!"

Wen Jing was startled, and then smiled: "It's for myself that I must go to see Senior Brother!"

The meaning of this sentence... Could it be...

In the blink of an eye, an incredible guess flashed in Ye Lingshu's mind.

Ye Lingshu's breathing was stagnant, and his subordinates involuntarily let go. The excessive surprise and amazement brought about by guessing even made Ye Lingshu's expression blank.

At the same time, in the deep crypt, Lu Xiuze, who had been indifferently watching Wen Jing and Ye Lingshu revealed in the magic weapon, finally showed a look of surprise at this time.

The strange emotion that troubled him once again appeared in Lu Xiuze's heart. This emotion prompted him to stretch out his hand, wanting to pat his little junior brother's head soothingly as he did in the past years, telling him not to think too much. All problems are actually not a problem to the elder brother.

But it wasn't until Lu Xiuze stretched out his hand that he suddenly realized that what was in front of him was just the projection of Wen Jing constructed by the magic weapon, not his little junior brother, and what he was going to do, for normal people, no matter what Not quite normal.

Lu Xiuze withdrew his hand, he didn't know whether it was a sigh or emotion in his voice: "Wen Jing... is really a good boy."

The system was unmoved, and said: "Isn't this nonsense, how can someone who is not good enough be selected by the heavens, do you think everyone is a pervert like you?"

Lu Xiuze thought for a while, then readily agreed: "That's right."

system:"……"

System: Ma Ma is so scary!I called him perverted and he actually responded!Hey, hey, is he finally trying to kill me, woo woo woo woo...

Lu Xiuze didn't connect with the system's overly rich emotional drama. After thinking for a while, he said: "Since he is a good boy...he should be rewarded well."

The system's heart skipped a beat: "You... what do you want to do? I said, that female ghost is already ready to 'play a big show' for you, and it's too late for you to do anything!"

"It's never too late for what I do."

Lu Xiuze flicked his long sleeves, and a thumb-sized hollow ball flew out, floating in front of him, twirling around.

This little ball looks quite delicate, but its name is quite elegant. It is a magic-repelling soul-suppressing bead. Although it is only an ordinary magic weapon in terms of grade, it has miraculous effects on evil spirits and the like.

When Lu Xiuze let the evil spirit go away and was about to perform a big show, Lu Xiuze left behind a wisp of the evil spirit's soul and put it into the magic-controlling soul-suppressing bead.In this way, as long as the evil ghost moves a little bit, Lu Xiuze can make her lose her soul and never be reborn.

But now Lu Xiuze had given up on the idea of ​​watching a good show, so he raised his hand to grab the bead, and with a thought, he would use the bead to call the evil spirit back.However, just before Lu Xiuze started, he saw a change in the scenery reflected by the magic weapon. Wen Jing, who was walking towards the crypt, suddenly stopped, as if he had met someone, so his subordinates could not help but move. Pause and stare for a moment.

"Oh?"

After seeing clearly what was reflected, Lu Xiuze slowly let go of the hand that was holding the Soul-Realing Soul Bead, and smiled slightly with an inexplicable look on his face.

"interesting."

The author has something to say: Little Theater①

现在

Ye Lingshu: Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Lu Xiuze: Si Ting due to lack

Years later

Ye Lingshu: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Brother Lu really has deep affection for my cousin. Cousin, you scumbag heartbroken, let's take a look at your elder brother!

Wen Jing: Meow meow? ? ?