After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

When he concentrated on seeing the face of the person outside the door, Fu Shiyu couldn't help being startled.

Why is he here……

The woman who had been kneeling on the ground suddenly woke up, looked at her husband's body with a broken expression, and finally realized what had happened.

After a long time, her eyes became faintly crazy, she staggered up from the ground, threw herself at the person behind her desperately, and screamed in despair: "I'll kill you!"

Fu Shiyu's pupils shrank slightly, and he just wanted to remind that person to be careful.

Chu Yan, who was already bored, caught a glimpse of a figure rushing up in front of him, and before he could get close, he simply kicked the person out on the head, without any scruples about being a woman and leaving a bit of sympathy.

'Boom! '

How could the woman be able to match his vigorous and majestic kick, she made a heavy sound when she landed on the mud, and then rolled several times before stopping at Fu Shiyu's feet.

"... "

Fu Shiyu, who didn't expect him to do this, was a little stunned, and lowered his eyes to look at the motionless woman on the ground, who seemed to have passed out.

"Bastard!" The woman vomited a mouthful of red blood, struggled to raise her head, stared at the people outside with a ferocious face, and said dying, "You will die!"

"... "

Chu Yan's eyebrows were gloomy, and he walked across the threshold leisurely with his hands behind his back, his steps were not heavy but steady and powerful, and he walked towards her step by step.The moonlight shone behind him, stretching out a straight pine-like shadow.

Perhaps his expression was too bluffing, but the mad woman recovered a little bit of sanity and looked at him vigilantly and terrified.

Fu Shiyu was afraid that this man would really kill the woman, so he hurried forward to stand in front of her, "Wait, let me ask one thing first."

"..." Chu Yan paused, without showing any emotion on his face, but Fu Shiyu's face was clearly reflected in his eyes.

Although he didn't speak, Fu Shiyu still felt the familiar hatred and hostility.

He is getting used to it now, although he doesn't know where the hostility comes from, and he doesn't understand why he wants to help if he hates himself so much.

But fortunately, this person didn't know if his conscience realized that he really listened to his words, stood aside and didn't move any more.

Fu Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, squatted down opposite the woman, his eyes fell on her face, and said indifferently: "Where are you from?"

"..." The woman's eyes were red, she bit her lip and said nothing.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Fu Shiyu was not angry, and said calmly, "Where is this family now?"

"... "

Fu Shiyu frowned slightly, and said slowly: "If you are willing to tell the truth now, there is still a way out."

As soon as the words fell, the woman seemed to have been stabbed in the foot, her eyes were desolate and sad, and she said with a sarcastic smile: "You killed my husband, how can I live and live, if you want to kill me, kill me too, I will never die!" I won't tell you!"

Seemingly predicting that Fu Shiyu and the others would not dare to do anything, she laughed mockingly after she finished speaking, as if a villain had succeeded, her eyes were full of joy.

"but…"

The woman's empty eyes rolled, fixed on Chu Yan behind Fu Shiyu, and said quietly: "If you help me kill him, I will tell you where they are now."

Before Fu Shiyu could speak, someone suddenly sneered in the silence, and there was a dismissive sarcasm in the laugh.

Immediately, Fu Shiyu felt a cold and vigorous palm wind brushing against his ears.

He raised his eyes slightly, and the woman who was screaming crazily just now fell to the ground like a puppet with broken strings, unable to utter a word.

Fu Shiyu sighed softly, and said in a clear voice, "I didn't ask anything, and you killed me."

He seemed to be complaining in his words, but there was no trace of anger in his tone, as if he had expected this person to make such a move.

"..." Chu Yan looked out of the window as if he didn't hear anything, and automatically regarded this person as the night wind blowing past his ears, and he didn't even bother to give alms out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk to him, Fu Shiyu didn't force him. Just as he was about to stand up again, he inadvertently saw the long sword stuck in Orion's throat.

Fu Shiyu's eyes moved.

A lifelike green dragon is engraved on the forged bronze hilt, and the sharp and vigorous blade emits a cold light in the dark night.

Even an outsider like Fu Shiyu could see that this was a good sword, and there seemed to be faint tremors in the depths of his soul, as if he had been bewitched. He was just about to reach out and grab the hilt when Chu Yan, who had been silent all this time, caught a glimpse of his movement. , the pupils constricted suddenly, and a cold drink came from the lips.

"Don't touch!"

Fu Shiyu was shocked by the yelling, and retracted his hand reflexively.

"..." Chu Yan gave him a cold look, and withdrew the sword from Orion's neck. The blade was clean and white, without a trace of filthy blood. middle.

Fu Shiyu stood up slowly from the ground, and asked tentatively, "Have I ever offended little brother?"

"..." After waiting for a while, Chu Yan said two words bluntly and irritably, "No."

"Then why do you feel that you hate me so much?" Fu Shiyu remembered that this person had saved him just now, so he seemed a little sorry for saying that, and quickly explained: "Of course, I may be thinking too much."

"En." Chu Yan interrupted suddenly, as if afraid that he would not understand, he added a rare sentence, "You didn't think much about it."

Fu Shiyu was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he felt inexplicably upset, and frowned, "Didn't it mean that I never offended you?"

Chu Yan gave him a cold look, and asked calmly, "I hate it, but I still need to ask why?"

"... "

Fu Shiyu's throat choked, and he couldn't find words to refute for a while.

After a long time, his eyes were strange, and he said inexplicably, "Then why did you save me?"

These words seemed to ignite the thread in Chu Yan's heart, his expression darkened instantly, and he said grimly, "Who said I was saving you."

"... "

Rao Fu Shiyu, who has always been eloquent, is inevitably at a loss for words at this moment.

He let out a breath and said coldly, "Then what were you doing just now?"

Chu Yan looked ahead, and said every word with a blank expression: "Practice the sword."

"... "

"Ok."

Fu Shiyu nodded helplessly, and was too lazy to continue talking with him. He turned around and carefully inspected the whole house. After walking around, he finally found a locked cellar in the woodshed.

He couldn't find the key, so he reached out and tried to pull it open, but he didn't have the strength in his wrist, and he couldn't move for a long time.

Fu Shiyu was about to go out to find agricultural tools to dig it up. When he turned around, he saw the person who had just been in the room appear at the door at some time. It seemed that after watching his actions patiently from beginning to end, his eyes were as clear as ink. Two large characters are clearly reflected.

---waste.

Even if he didn't say anything, Fu Shiyu could guess the general mental activities of this person.

Forget it, business matters.

Fu Shiyu didn't want to argue with him, and just wanted to bypass Chu Yan to go out, but the person who had been standing still walked into the firewood room first.

Then, under Fu Shiyu's suspicious gaze, he slowly squatted down, holding the lock buckle indifferently, his movements seemed to be deliberately provocative, showing off, and snorting, and he casually lifted it lightly, the closed cellar door unexpectedly It opened with a bang.

Fu Shiyu was dumbfounded, "..."

He wasn't surprised by the opened cellar door. What surprised him was that this man looked cold, reticent, calm and old-fashioned, as if he didn't care about anything, but occasionally he would make some puzzling behaviors.

Seeing that there was a little immaturity in his brows, he should not have reached the age of weak crown, Fu Shiyu could only reluctantly attribute this to rebellion in his youth.

Gathering his mind, Fu Shiyu thanked him in a flat tone, then lay down on the cellar door and began to look at the situation inside.

Seemingly dissatisfied with his understatement of thanks, Chu Yan, who was standing behind him, frowned slightly, and quickly closed his mouth after wanting to say something, with a twisted expression on his face.

Although the cellar was dark, Fu Shiyu could still smell the strong smell of blood from the tip of his nose.

He took out the torch in his arms and blew on it, and the dark cellar instantly brightened up.

In the corner were stockpiles of food and two jars of wine. There was a man lying sideways on the ground beside the ladder. There was a three-inch wound on his back, which should have been caused by a blunt object. The blood has turned a somewhat dark brown.

Seeing that he was about to climb down the ladder, Chu Yan spoke indifferently.

"died."

"... "

Fu Shiyu nodded silently. He also knew that this person could not be alive, but he had to confirm one thing.

He climbed the ladder down to the cellar, took the fire pocket and began to look around.

The face of the dead body is weathered, and the nails are covered with black mud from years of farming. This should be the farmer who lives here, but...

Fu Shiyu searched around in the wine cellar, but there was nothing but the farmer's body.

strangeness.

My own judgment should not be wrong. Could it be that the little girl escaped?

Standing outside the cellar, Chu Yan couldn't help snorting when he saw that the man was still going down. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the cellar door opened at his feet, and a glint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

Just take this guy...

"What are you thinking?"

A clear voice interrupted Chu Yan's absence.

He raised his head and saw that Fu Shiyu had climbed up the ladder silently, with his arms lying on the cellar entrance, and his eyes were meaningful.

Chu Yan withdrew his gaze lightly, turned around and left the firewood room.

"... "

Fu Shiyu's eyes were complicated, and after seeing him go out, he stepped on the ladder and left the cellar.

he thought to himself.

It is killing intent.

With a thousand turns in his heart, Fu Shiyu's expression gradually became serious.

What kind of ghost and snake is this original owner? Why does everyone want to kill him.

He walked out of the kitchen absent-mindedly, and as soon as he stepped into the back room, something suddenly flashed through his mind.

When he entered the door tonight, the woman was coming out of the inner room in a panic. After making tea, the Orion asked her to go to rest quickly, and saw with his own eyes that the woman entered the inner room on the right.

But later the Orion said that he was sleeping next to him, but the room next door was not the one the woman went to at all.

In this way, the reason why the woman came out in such a panic must be because she was dealing with something at that time, and the rest that Orion said later was not a rest, but urged her to continue to do what she hadn't finished just now.

Suddenly realizing it, Fu Shiyu realized that he had been led astray, and only checked the two bedrooms where they were resting, while ignoring other places.

He hurriedly walked to the inner room where the woman came out first, opened the door and found that it was a small and narrow kitchen.

It's not like a place where people can hide...

From the corner of his eye, Fu Shiyu saw the blood-stained hatchet in the corner, and Fu Shiyu's heart skipped a beat. He walked slowly to the stove and bent down to look into the pit.

"... "

Fu Shiyu straightened up slowly, gradually clenched the hands hanging on both sides, and the eyes that were always warm were cloudy at this moment, brewing with monstrous anger.

He still retains the thinking of modern people in his bones. When he saw two innocent lives being killed in front of his eyes, while he was angry, he began to hate his own powerlessness.

Suddenly there was a shrill and loud cry of a child in the backyard.

Fu Shiyu was startled, and hurriedly turned and went out.

As soon as he stepped out, he saw a little girl with buns lying on her stomach in the big wine jar in the corner of the backyard, crying out of breath.

Chu Yan, on the other hand, stood three feet away from the wine jar, frowning and staring at her sternly.

The sharp-eyed Fu Shiyu saw an imperceptible trace of panic and bewilderment on this man's face.