Raiders Villain Male Lead Project [Transmigration Book]

"Han Lu Asking" is still a few days away, and Ren Ke will go out at night in these few days, Mu Xuan can't do light work, so he can only stretch his neck and wait for him.

To be on the safe side, he specially asked Ah Yan to keep an eye on Mu Xuan, so he dared to go out to inquire.

Ren Ke jumped off the roof and walked on the ground. Behind the roof just now was a forest, presumably the backyard. He lifted his feet and walked in a quiet direction.

He had only taken two steps when he heard a low and hoarse voice.

"Climb on other people's roofs casually is not a gentleman's behavior."

Hearing the sound, Ren Ke's black sword turned around in his hand, holding the tongue of the sword with his right hand, pointing the tip of the sword in the direction of the sound.

In Li Cheng's territory, he had to be careful.

There was a figure sitting on a tree ten steps away. Under the moonlight, his green robe was dark, and he leaned lazily against the tree trunk, as if he was lying comfortably on a big bed.

What Ren Ke learned in Qishan was the skill of the hidden guard killer. He thought that he could easily escape the guards in the open and in the dark in Hengshan, but he forgot that now that the masters of Hengshan are gathering, he will be targeted if he is not careful.

Because of poor eyesight, Ren Ke couldn't see his face clearly, and didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend, so he said coldly, "What's the difference between you and me?"

Hearing this, the tree man turned over and jumped down, slowly approaching him.

With the help of the moonlight, Ren Ke could now see the face of the man clearly. He was about 50 years old, and his good clothes were messed up by him. He was holding a gourd in his hand, and he could smell the smell of wine from a long distance away. A long knife hung from his waist, full of the demeanor of a knight in the rivers and lakes.

Seeing him, Ren Ke put down his sword, but didn't put it away. Instead, he looked at him calmly. The man was holding the jug tightly in his hand, with a dazed expression, as if he would never wake up.

This probably means that Jianghu is the well-known wine knife fairy Kong Jiang. I heard that he got his way by drinking and created a set of knife skills - drunk knife.

Kong Jiang looked at the sword in his hand, and found that his posture of holding the sword was different from that of ordinary people. Usually, it is good to hold the tongue with five fingers, but he holds the sword with four fingers, and the index finger hits the grid. But even with the force of three fingers, his hand was extremely stable, and he remained motionless while holding the sword.

Covered by a mask, only those eyes can be seen, and his expression is even more calm. This kind of calm can only be found in people who have killed countless people.

"Boy, you hold the sword very steadily."

Ren Ke knew what he wanted to see, so he didn't care, and put the sword back into the scabbard casually.

Kong Jiang took the opportunity to stare at his scabbard, the scabbard was black and had no writing on it, it was ordinary.

Ren Ke has countless enemies, and he can live in peace and stability until now, not only by force, but also by using his brain occasionally.

He already knew that someone had checked him, and he had exchanged swords with Ah Yan before coming here, and now the sword in his hand belongs to Ah Yan, to be precise, it belonged to Yin Feng, Qi Shan's former lord, and it has never been revealed Before others.

He lowered his eyes slightly and turned to leave, but Kong Jiang suddenly rushed forward and stopped him.

Seeing Kong Jiang's sudden knife, the long knife wrapped around his hand a few times, then spun from his waist and landed in his right hand.

The movements were done in one go, and the clouds flowed smoothly. Ren Ke watched with a blank expression, his eyes slightly displeased.The movement is indeed very handsome, but he doesn't like this kind of showmanship, he prefers a deadly sword move.

He clenched the sword in his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you want to fight me, senior?"

At Kong Jiang's age, he has no grievances or enmities with him, so he can be called a senior.

Seeing that he was serious, Kong Jiang quickly withdrew his sword again, approached him and said, "If you don't fight, don't fight, I think you are good, and I want to ask what school you are from."

With the smell of alcohol, Ren Ke stepped back half a step, frowning slightly, "No family, no sect, senior has drunk too much, I will take a step ahead."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly walked aside, but Kong Jiang held him back relentlessly.

The smell of alcohol was strong, and Ren Ke saw that his eyes were shining, it seemed that he would not give up until he asked clearly.

Ren Ke didn't hesitate anymore, he raised his hand to block his claws, and forced him back a few steps.

Unexpectedly, he would make a sudden move, Kong Jiang backed away a few steps, and then he thought it was funny, took a sip of wine and went up to meet him again.

"..."

Ren Ke was very helpless, he knew that many people were staring at this place now, he didn't want to continue entanglement, so he had to make a quick decision.

Kong Jiang didn't use a knife at first, his moves were buffered, and he was in a state of drunkenness, trying to uncover his mask from time to time.

Ren Ke also didn't move his sword, he used both fists and feet, and his moves were calm. After trying a few moves, he noticed the flaws in the opponent's moves, so he calmed down.

Move decisively and approach step by step.

After a while, it seemed that Kong Jiang couldn't stand it anymore and drew his sword with a "chuckle".

Ren Ke's eyes were calm, and he closed his scabbard to greet him.Drunken Knife is indeed powerful, but I don't know if he is in a bad state today and his moves are erratic.

He has always been fierce in his moves, not giving the opponent any leeway, and taking an evil path, because at this moment someone is staring at him and restrained his anger, his moves have slowed down, and he has not changed his moves frequently.

But Kong Jiang's Drunken Knife is soft and slow, leaving room for moves, which is the right way.

The two went back and forth, evenly matched, making people dazzled and secretly sighing wonderfully.

Ren Ke didn't like to be entangled, and suddenly his sword move crossed out, changing from the gentle sword move, the speed was extremely fast, making people overwhelmed.

With just a few strokes, Kong Jiang was repelled a few feet away, but Ren Ke didn't move his sword from the beginning to the end, he was calm and calm, as if he didn't even use half of his strength.

When Ren Ke dared to go to Qishan, if he had no real skills, he would not only bring a few people. He practiced martial arts day and night to prevent himself from falling into a desperate situation.

He relied not only on talent, but also on hard work invisible to others.

Kong Jiang, who lost over there, was not angry, but sighed heavily, put away his knife and smiled at him: "No, no, I can't beat it. It's really scary for young people."

Ren Ke stopped his momentum, nodded slightly at him, and left impatiently.

He walked on the roof when he came, and walked on the road when he went. He couldn't figure out the direction for a while, and he always went around the same place when he turned around, and he couldn't help but feel a little headache.

After thinking about it, I decided not to embarrass myself, and jumped onto the roof.

Sure enough, standing tall and looking far, Ren Ke found the one they were in among the densely packed houses, and walked slowly.

His footsteps were light. Although he walked slowly, there was no movement from the roof. He watched as he walked.

I didn’t pay attention when I came here, but now I realized that the Hengshan School is really magnificent. Just saying that the house occupies half of the mountain at a glance. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers.

From time to time, you will see rockery and streams, and there are countless flowers and trees. If you ask someone to take care of all the villas, it will not be completed without hundreds of people cleaning them for a day or two.

Thinking about it, Li Cheng's voice sounded in his mind again, and he could not help but grip the sword forcefully.

Letting the enemy live comfortably for so long is the worst thing he has ever done.

"Snapped!"

Ren Ke was only thinking about messy things, forgot his feet for a moment, stepped on a brick, and fell directly into the house.

He turned around and stood firm, and then a tile hit his shoulder, which hurt a little.

"Brother Ren!"

He was startled by the sudden sound, and when he looked up, it was Li Huan, who was grabbed by his sleeve before he could draw his sword.

"..."

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, he just raised his hand to knock the girl unconscious, when he heard a soft humming sound, followed the sound and put down his hand.

Mo Wen was lying on the bed at the moment, his face was pale with beads of sweat, and he looked at him with eyes full of words.

Ren Ke pushed Li Huan away, looked up at Mo Wen, his face was pale, lying on the bed, his clothes were stained with blood, as if injured.

Mo Wen: "Huan'er, you go out first."

"Ah?" Li Huan looked at him in confusion for a while, seeing that the two of them were silent, so he went out hesitantly.

Mo Wen looked at Ren Ke's indifferent eyes that were colder than ice, and smiled bitterly.

Ren Ke raised his hand to take off the mask, revealing his original appearance. Regarding Mo Wen's repeated favors to him, he was not grateful, even disgusted.

Back then, after Ren Xiu learned of his identity from Qianji Pavilion, he brought him back to the capital without hesitation. Unfortunately, he was kicked out before seeing the old general Dongfang.

Ren Xiu refused to give up, so he settled in the capital and visited the door every day, but unfortunately he was turned away every time.

Until one day, a young man appeared and stopped Ren Xiu who was about to go again. After some conversation, Ren Xiu couldn't cry, and the young man was heartbroken.

Ren Ke was guarding the door at that time, and when he heard his mother yelling, he rushed in to have a look.

Ren Xiu hugged him, looking at him with distressed eyes.

Suddenly, the young man got up, lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down towards Ren Xiu, and solemnly kowtowed, "Which is more important, Miss Ren has her own decision, and I will thank Miss on behalf of the people in the world."

Ren Xiu didn't say a word, hugged Ren Ke tightly, and it took a long time to whimper, "You are so ridiculous, you are just a child..." The latter words were replaced by her crying.

Because of the sudden boy, Ren Xiu took Ren Ke and left the capital, and never set foot in the capital again.

Ren Ke still vaguely remembered that the young man with picturesque eyes was kneeling in front of him, with his hands on his shoulders, tears streaming down his face but he still forced a smile.

"Your parents love you very much."

Now that picturesque young man has grown into the appearance of the person in front of him. His appearance has not changed, but his heart has not grown.

Ren Ke looked at the pieces of jade beside his pillow, moved closer, picked one up and looked at it.

After leaving the capital, he found that half of the koi jade pendant on his body was gone, and he was depressed for a long time, but he didn't expect it to be broken like this.

Mo Wen watched him look at the jade pendant, endured the pain from the whip wound on his back, and said in a muffled voice, "You stop."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the broken jade in his hand turned into powder and fell down, and then he patted the ashes on his hands with disgust.

Ren Ke's voice was cold and his expression was cold.

Looking at each other, Mo Wen saw that his expression was unwavering, his heart felt as if he had been stabbed so hard that he couldn't even cry out in pain.

The person in front of him was originally just a pure and innocent child. He was the one who pushed him into the abyss from the very beginning, making him unable to return home, changing his name and surname, and he became what he is now.

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Han Lu asked. After Li Cheng became the head of the Hengshan School, he kept buying and wooing various gangs, robbing the rich and helping the poor. He became a kind and righteous chivalrous man, praised by everyone.

Early in the morning, after Mu Xuan came back from his morning exercise, he saw that the people who came back in the middle of the night hadn't woken up yet, so he went to wash up and look for something to eat.

Ren Ke woke up, looked at the snow-white clothes folded beside the bed, and slowly stretched out his hand to cover it.

When his mother passed away, he didn't put on sackcloth and filial piety, nor did he bury her well, and he didn't even find her body.

It was in vain for her to take good care of him, so he really didn't deserve to call her "mother".

When he was wearing his belt, he heard the knock on the window, frowned slightly, and was wondering, when he saw the window was pushed open, and there was a smiling face outside.

Mu Xuan lifted the tray, there were two bowls of porridge inside, still steaming, he smiled with eyebrows crooked, leaning on the window sill, "Master, have a breakfast?"

Ren Ke smiled helplessly, walked over to prop up the window, and put his tray on the window sill.

"Why do you get up so early?"

"I can't sleep." Mu Xuan leaned on the window sill, his posture was lazy, maybe he was in a hurry to go out, a few strands of hair were not tied properly, and fell on his shoulders, and he took them indifferently then.

Seeing his exposed neck, Ren Ke saw that it was already late autumn, the wind was getting colder, and his bones were not good, so he raised his hand to wrap up his coat and told him, "It's cold, wear more when you go out."

"Understood." Mu Xuan agreed perfunctorily, stirred the rice porridge he begged for, scooped a spoonful and blew it to his mouth.

Ren Ke lowered his head and opened his mouth. Before he got up, the tied hair poured down. Fortunately, Mu Xuan caught it quickly, otherwise it would have fallen into the bowl.

The rising sun was not too dazzling, as it fell between the two of them, the porridge in the bowl was dazzled by the light.

Ren Ke swallowed a sip, it didn't taste good, and he didn't want to drink any more, but was stopped by Mu Xuan and forced to finish the bowl.

Ah Yan, who had been standing leaning against the wall, frowned at their early morning affection. The two seemed to be blind and didn't see him.

Seeing that Ren Ke finished eating, Mu Xuan passed the remaining bowl to A Yan, raised his hand and opened the door, and went to comb Ren Ke's hair.

Ah Yan looked at the white porridge in the bowl. He was quite hungry at first, but after watching the scene just now, he no longer has any appetite.

Ren Ke looked at the lively and active Mu Xuan, hesitated to speak, wanted him to stay here and wait for him to come back, but then thought, if something happened, it would be more dangerous for him to stay here alone, it would be better for him to stay here alone. Looking around, he felt more at ease.

The martial arts training ground had already been tidied up, and many seats were placed. They went there leisurely, and it seemed that the seats in the high-ranking area were all famous sect masters or representative disciples.

There are still some vacant seats below, but he didn't want to keep a low profile during this trip, so he walked up regardless of the obstruction, and pulled Mu Xuan to sit next to a man.

The man wore a bamboo hat and covered his entire face. When he saw them sitting down, he didn't push them away, and continued to drink tea calmly.

Seeing this, those Hengshan disciples who wanted to stop them gave up.

Mo, who happened to arrive, saw this scene, and his expression was slightly cold.

The people next to them were quiet, as if they knew they were coming, and there was a scent of tea, neither strong nor weak, making people feel like they were in a quiet room.

Mu Xuan looked sideways, and greeted with a calm smile, "What a coincidence."

The man also looked sideways, and nodded slightly, "It's a coincidence."

"Isn't the Qianji Pavilion not part of the world?"

"The big hermit hides in the city." Qian Hui explained solemnly, and poured tea for them by the way.

Mu Xuan moved the tea in front of Ren Ke, and quietly dismantled him, "Isn't it because there is a deal to be done here?"

Qianji Pavilion has always only heard his voice in the rivers and lakes, but not his person.This appearance also indicates that the world is about to come.

Qian Hui skipped him and looked at Ren Ke, "Do you know how much money was paid to kill you?"

"No matter how much it is, Qi Shan will double." Ren Ke said calmly, as if Qi Shan was a golden mountain.

Mu Xuan felt sorry for Qi Shan's treasury.

Ren Ke drank his tea silently, waiting for Li Cheng to come, and the people next to him greeted him, and said to him politely: "Your Excellency is a famous doctor in Jingzhou, I wonder if you can move to the pavilion for a while, I have something important to do." Please."

Hearing this, Mu Xuan and Ren Ke looked at Qian Hui at the same time, with murderous intent in their eyes.

Qianhui drank his tea with his head down calmly, and blew on the tea leaves floating on the water.

If it wasn't for the public, Mu Xuan really wanted to beat him to death.

The speaker looked like he was six or 70 years old. Ren Ke tilted his head to look at the words on the seat, and saw the words "Song Humen". .

Ren Ke had no grievances with them, so he nodded and replied: "Yes."

Hearing the answer, the old man nodded in relief and returned to his seat.

Sending one away, before discussing with Qianhui, he heard a long-tailed shout, "Tuer."

The smell of alcohol hit, and then he heard the voice of vicissitudes but laughter, Ren Ke glanced away coldly, his eyes were like knives, "Senior, I don't want to be a teacher."

Kong Jiang stared at him stubbornly, and squeezed to sit next to him familiarly, "No, there is no apprentice in this world that I cannot accept."

The smell of alcohol was strong, although Mu Xuan drank by himself, it didn't mean he liked the smell of alcohol on others, he held his nose and had to get closer to Qian Hui, frowning.

Ren Ke suppressed his impatience, "Senior, with all due respect, you can't even beat me."

His merciless and crisp words attracted the sideways stares of many people, most of whom had disdain and contempt in their eyes.

And he didn't care about the eyes of his surroundings, he just stared at Kong Jiang in a daze, but he didn't know that he didn't look at others at all, and he was as stubborn as a child.

"...That's because I let you go yesterday. If I try my best, it's not certain who will win."

"..."

It's really disrespectful for the old, Ren Ke is speechless.

When one big and one small were still arguing, suddenly everyone around them stood up and saluted towards the main seat.

"Master Li."

Everyone heard the sound and saw that Li Cheng was dressed in green, radiant and heroic, and sat down while cupping his hands.

He glanced at all the people present, but stayed at Ren Ke's place for a while, maybe because they were the only place where four people sat at the same table.

Mu Xuan was a little worried about Ren Ke, and reached out to hold down the sword he was shaking.

Ren Ke patted his hand back to reassure him.

This person always pushes himself to be strong.

After the formalities were over, Li Cheng started to get down to business, stood up straight, and said to everyone: "This time Li is posting a lot of hero posts because there are many evil spirits and heretics in the martial arts. People like Qi Shan kill innocent people indiscriminately and harm the common people." , we should work together to eradicate the traitors and return the world to a peaceful and prosperous world."

Even the voice is righteous and awe-inspiring, which makes many people in the room admire it.

Ren Ke lowered his eyes and sneered, no matter how high-sounding his words were, he did this only to increase his reputation.

"Sect Leader Li is worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth in his conduct and actions. I, Lin Qiuping, can trust it. Qingping will definitely do whatever you say."

Lin Qiuping was the first to stand up. He heard that Li Cheng had saved him back then, so he was absolutely devoted to Li Cheng.

Li Cheng bowed his hands to him politely: "Thank you, Chief Lin."

Ren Ke didn't care about the conversation between them, and looked up at Li Cheng.

The first time I saw Li Cheng, it was also such a long distance. He waited with his mother for a day, and what he waited for was that he led a woman into the door.

That day, his mother told him that she seemed to have done something wrong and saved an ungrateful man.

Now this hypocrite has become the head of the Hengshan School, scolding Fang Qiu in the arena, completely forgetting that he killed a woman because of his power.

Mu Xuan felt that Ren Ke's hands were burning hot. Seeing that his exposed neck was reddened and veins popping out, he quickly poured him tea and called him in a low voice to calm him down.

Sitting on the high platform, Li Cheng continued, "Many heroes have been invited this time. I, Mr. Li, have already passed the age of knowing my destiny. I should give the opportunity to the young people, so I propose to hold a martial arts competition. Lord."

Ren Ke tried his best to suppress the breath in his body, looked at the tea leaves floating in the teacup indifferently, and held the sword tightly under the table.

Qian Hui on the left was silent, and Kong Jiang on the left snorted coldly: "Cut, boring."

The martial arts competition was between the seats on both sides. Ren Ke didn't sleep well last night, and kept hearing the voices of those hidden guards who were not good at light skills groping around the room.

At this moment, he propped his head, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, and when he heard someone coming forward, he said confidently: "I'll come first." "

Immediately after was the sound of weapons touching, Ren Ke frowned slightly and refused to open his eyes, but Kong Jiang at the side did not let him rest in peace, pulling him and saying:

"Teacher, look at this kid, although he looks strong, but his footwork is not stable. If you specialize in his footwork, he will lose in just two hits."

Ren Ke's hand was grabbed by him, he opened his eyes coldly to look at him, Mu Xuan pushed Kong Jiang's hand away, and glared, "I don't want to be a teacher anymore!"

Kong Jiang was suddenly attacked by him, and he was stunned for a moment, but he became aggrieved, "You boy, why are you so rude?"

Mu Xuan was too lazy to argue with him, so he pulled Ren Ke to change places with him, separating them with himself.

Qian Hui glanced sideways at them, then continued to watch the contest

Sure enough, the kid who was unstable in the game lost.

Kong Jiang felt complacent, stretched out his head and continued: "Teacher, look at the other boy, although his posture looks stable, but if you look carefully, his hands are trembling slightly, and there are many flaws in his sword moves. You just need to observe him calmly." If there is any flaw, he can be taken down."

The chattering sound in my ear was a headache, and Mu Xuan felt that Ren Ke was getting impatient when he saw Ren Ke's look wasted.

Qian Hui: "Senior, he saw it."

The cold and majestic voice made Kong Jiang shut up immediately, but it was only for a moment before he continued:

"Sure enough, it is a good seedling. I haven't accepted apprentices for more than ten years, just waiting for you."

His eyes were full of sincerity, but Ren Ke's eyes were as cold as ice, with a murderous look in his eyes.

Sensing his anger, Qian Hui turned to Kong Jiang and kindly reminded him, "Senior Kong is really interesting, but I think he doesn't want to be a teacher, so don't make things difficult for him."

Ren Ke, who heard the voice, suppressed his killing intent slightly, turned his head to watch the people fighting on the field, and the moves of the two of them, retreating and advancing, were useless.

"He just doesn't want to now, but he will think about it later."

Kong Jiang said confidently, and asked him again: "By the way, apprentice, what's your name, and where did you learn this kung fu?"

At this moment, Ren Ke really couldn't hold it back. Considering that there were too many people, he freed up the throwing knife. Mu Xuan saw it at a glance and reached out to grab it. Ren Ke was afraid of hurting him, so he quickly put it away.

"Senior Kong." Suddenly there was a sweet voice in the fighting sound.

Kong Jiang turned his head to look at the little girl hiding behind him, looked at himself with those watery eyes, and called her happily: "Huan girl."

Seeing him screaming, Li Huan almost covered his mouth, and quickly raised his finger to his lips, "Hush."

Kong Jiang understood her intentions very well, looked around, then fell silent, and even lifted his clothes to cover her.

Ren Ke expressed that he had a headache, and he made a gesture to get up and leave, but his hands were tightly grasped, and he saw himself reflected in those watery eyes.

"Brother Ren, you are here too."

Kong Jiang was excited, "My disciple's surname is Ren."

Li Huan answered, "That's right, Brother Ren is amazing, he's also a miracle doctor."

Kong Jiang became even more excited, and took his hand as if he had picked up a treasure, "You are a famous genius doctor in the capital."

The young and the old tugged at him, Ren Ke looked at the hands of the two, one was white and tender, it looked pampered, and the other was dark and rough, it looked like it had suffered.

He frowned, looking at the two of them with murderous intent in his eyes, Mu Xuan pulled their hands away, sat a little sideways, and blocked Ren Ke.

The old and the young were chatting in a low voice in weird postures. Originally, it was very difficult to seat four people in a seat for only two people, but now that one person is added, it seems even more crowded.

Except for the old and the young, the other three were a little displeased. Of course Qianhui couldn't see his expression clearly with his bamboo hat on, but judging from the way he raised the teacup, he was already on the verge of leaving his seat.

It's been a while since the martial arts competition, so far, there hasn't been a breathtaking figure.

Qian Hui put down the teacup, glanced at Ren Ke's sword, and reminded, "I think you should go."

Ren Ke rubbed the dark scabbard with his left hand, propped his head with the other hand, and refused to answer.

Both of them looked strange, and even the air around them became strange.

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