Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain [Comprehensive]

It was snowing heavily.

There is very little snow in the south of the Yangtze River, but when it snows, it seems to be more violent than Kunlun, which has been covered with snow for many years in Jiang Chen's memory.

The snow on the outskirts of the city was an inch deep, and the cold wind rolled the goose feathers and the heavy snow was blowing obliquely.The sky and the earth are the same color, and there is no one inhabited.

Ding Feng couldn't figure out why he chose to go out of the city to hunt on such a day.

The cold wind was blowing on the face, and the icy touch made people's hearts gradually cool down.Jiang Chen casually stroked the mane of the white horse's back, lifted the cloak he was wearing, and took off the bow and arrow.

He has been back for more than a month.

After traveling all over the world, I finally feel that the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is the most gentle and peaceful, which makes people feel calm.

Jiang Chen naturally knew that where there are people, there are right and wrong.How can the land of right and wrong be as peaceful and peaceful as it appears on the surface.

The calmer the water, the darker and more turbulent the bottom.He knew it.He needs to be familiar with the darkness very, very quickly.

Ding Feng followed him on horseback, watched him shake his head slightly, and reached out to pat the snow off the cloak.

But although he was riding a horse with a calm demeanor, no one suspected that he was blind, but how could the people around him not worry about him.

Young Master, he is more like a normal person than any normal person, and he is also blind.Riding a horse alone is extremely dangerous, but he has decided in his heart that no one else can dissuade him.

Winter and twelfth lunar month.

The horse also seemed to sense the master's wandering, and slowly stopped.In an instant, the person in front of him walked even further.

Jiang Chen never looked back, and it seemed that he had no intention of turning back.

Ding Feng stared at him, stunned for a long time, until he turned around the corner of the forest to see his figure, he seemed to react, whipped his horsewhip, and hurriedly urged the horse to catch up, at this moment even the usual warmth on his face was like a spring breeze His smile disappeared.

He habitually fell behind by a horse's head and followed silently.

Jiang Chen heard the hasty sound of horseshoes, turned his head and glanced, "Why are you so groggy?"Ding Feng's personality really followed Yuan Suiyun's, no matter whether he imitated deliberately or by nature, in short, he is by no means a reckless person.I don't know what to panic about.

Ding Feng was stunned for a moment, never expecting that he would suddenly take the initiative to speak up, looking for something to say, "The road is slippery, young master be careful."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, and didn't think too much about it, "You too." How could a master care about slippery roads and worry about falling snow, but he didn't refute, but instead responded politely.

Ding Feng was flattered.After Mr. Yuan rescued him to Bat Island, he personally taught him all the martial arts. After he learned it, he avenged his family, so he was willing to follow him and be loyal.But as soon as he arrived on Bat Island, young master, he became unsmiling, and his methods... were quite fierce. Ding Feng respected him and never dared to presume.A casual sentence today, the young master was not as suspicious as usual, he laughed at his eyes, but responded instead.

Ding Feng rubbed his face and smiled, but it was no longer just superficial as in the past.

The two walked for another distance, silent, so silent that they could only hear the sound of the white snow and the cold wind between the sky and the earth.

Thinking of the news about Wuzheng Villa, Ding Feng tentatively asked, "My lord, are you really going to do this?"

Jiang Chen lowered his head and stroked the horse's mane, as if he was temporarily deaf again.

Ding Feng asked again, "Master, do you really want to sever contact with the villa?"

Jiang Chen still didn't answer.

Usually he is the most eye-catching person, but at this moment, he seems to be completely indifferent to whether his young master is willing to answer, and asked, "Since Chu Liuxiang is dead, I am afraid that no one will know about the island. If the young master is worried about implicating the old owner, there is no need ,Only……"

He only spoke half of the words, and seeing Jiang Chen's gaze, he swallowed the second half.

The eyes of a blind person always carry a sense of loneliness and depression for a long time.But when he is so calm and looking at you without saying a word, it is always difficult for you to think of embarrassing him.

Jiang Chen turned his head and rode slowly towards the official road leading to the city. He didn't want to care if Wuzheng Villa was involved.However, what he wants in doing things is by no means sure, he only needs to hit the nail on the head.

Placing hope on that illusory luck is undoubtedly the next strategy.All dangers must be nipped in the bud.

Ding Feng sighed, feeling a little depressed.The young master is always bored in everything, and never speaks to others.If he doesn't go back, he might still be worried about Wuzheng Villa.If not, why hide my name here.The young master has always respected his father the most, if he said that he did not intend to avoid suspicion this time, he would not believe it if he was killed.Young Master is cautious by nature, unless it is confirmed that all the people on the island are dead and no one can reveal the secrets of Bat Island, otherwise he will never involve Wuzheng Villa again.The Gold-selling Cave on Bat Island has been established for more than five years, but no one knows its relationship with the young master, which is a clear proof.

When he traveled around the rivers and lakes to inquire about the news, he had already heard that the old owner of the original East Garden doted on the young son the most, but who knew how much the young master Yuan admired and respected his father.Ding Feng has only been with him for two or three years, but it is enough to see that the young master's temperament is extremely arrogant, but he only obeys his father in everything.Even the Bat Island was carried out secretly by him alone, and one day when the incident happened, it would definitely have nothing to do with Wuzheng Villa.

Since the completion of Wuzheng Villa 300 years ago, famous heroes have emerged in large numbers, but in the past 50 years, there has been no astonishing work.Wuzheng Villa has a lot of prestige, so it can still bear the name of the first family of martial arts, but if it goes on for a long time, Wuzheng Villa will eventually disappear.The contemporary proprietor Yuan Dongyuan is indifferent by nature and doesn't care about this matter.But his love for his only son is undoubtedly one of the most important reasons why the son established Bat Island.With the son's temperament, it is absolutely impossible to watch Wuzheng Villa disappear from the mortal world.

He was blind since he was three years old, but he had a kind of arrogance and unwillingness in his heart that no one else had. The more unfair God was to him, the more he wanted to be perfect in everything, to prove that he was no less than anyone else.For a person like the son, who can make him bow his head and accept his fate.

When he founded Bat Island, he had calculated all possible endings, good and bad.It's just that she never expected that Chu Liuxiang would step into that gold-selling cave without hesitation.He never expected that a moment of anger would easily kill him.

A white shadow suddenly flashed among the trees.

Before Ding Feng could react to Jiang Chen's unnatural speculations in recent days, an arrow disappeared with a whizzing sound in the barren withered grass.

Jiang Chen blinked, retracted the longbow, "What is it?"

Ding Feng got off his horse, pushed aside the withered grass and brought the white rabbit's ears to him, "Master, rabbit."

In the past few days, he has completely adapted to the life of not being able to see. This time, he wanted to take over with great accuracy, but was stopped by Ding Feng, "Young master, there is blood."

Jiang Chen's hand stopped, "Dead?"

He could clearly feel that the airflow was different, and it was still struggling.

Ding Feng shook his head, looked at the long arrow on the rabbit's hind leg, "No, it didn't hurt any vitals."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, "Clean it up and bring it here."

Ding Feng grabbed the rabbit and touched his chin, feeling that he understood these five words.

Although he got a prey, at this moment he suddenly lost the good mood of being familiar with the perception when he came here, and he ordered with a lack of interest, "Go back."

Ding Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.Since the serious illness at the age of three, the young master became blind, and his body also fell to the root of the disease.It's freezing cold, even if he protects his body with internal strength, how long can he last, and it's better to go back early.

His worry is not a day or two.I heard that the genius doctor Zhang Jianzhai had been invited by the old owner to treat the young master, but he had no choice but to tell him not to let him get too emotional.He personally ordered the bombing of Bat Island that day, ruining years of hard work.Ding Feng felt sorry for himself for a long time, let alone the young master.Later, it was found that he didn't care much, and there was no sadness or regret at all, so Ding Feng was relieved again.Thinking about it carefully, the young master grew up in Wuzheng Villa, so his vision is naturally very comparable.Although Bat Island has many rare and rare treasures, it is indeed not worthy of the attention of a son of a family like him.

Jiang Chen unconsciously checked everything after his arrival with the original plot, and suddenly remembered, "How is the situation at Wu Weiyang's place?"

Although he was asking about Wu Weiyang, he was actually asking about the affairs of the two gangs, the Dragon and the Phoenix.

Ding Feng immediately reacted, "Yun Ying came out halfway! I heard it is Yun Conglong's nephew, but don't worry, my lord, the subordinates will definitely find a way to deal with him."

Jiang Chen clasped his fingertips, "...blocking is worse than sparse."

As soon as these words came out, Ding Feng knew that the fake Wu Weiyang had become an abandoned son.

"My lord, the Bat Island has been destroyed, so what's the use of the dragon and the phoenix?" Why bother?

Jiang Chen said lightly, "How could it be useless?"

The gangs that control transportation up and down the Yangtze River will always be useful.

……

Snowy night.

Lunar New Year's eve.

Jiang Chen sat in the inner room with a rabbit in his arms.He was also covered in fur, and when he sat quietly, he seemed to be as harmless as a rabbit.

In the portrait in front of him hangs a man with a handsome face and a handsome appearance. Even though the artist's craftsmanship is hard to describe in words, the person in the painting has a suave and suave temperament.

This is a wanted warrant.

"Offering a reward for arrest: In order to protect the safety of the people in Jinling, we now reward Chu Liuxiang with a thousand taels of gold for arresting the criminal."

Ding Feng stood beside him, finished reading for him, and said quietly, "In my opinion, what is the official's intention?"

Jiang Chen pinched the rabbit's ears, thoughtful.

It is undeniable that since Chu Liuxiang became famous in the world, his reputation as a big thief and a thief has been suppressed layer after layer.But one thing, what he stole, there are many people in the Jianghu, and the government is rarely involved.Second, the stolen things are generally things whose origins are difficult to explain in a word. Even if the owner is stolen, he can only suffer from being dumb to avoid trouble.Three things, Chu Liuxiang's lightness skills are superb, and the disguise technique is even more difficult to distinguish between real and fake. There are many friends in the world, and it is extremely difficult to hunt down. There is no way.In the end, the government had to turn a blind eye to him.

How now suddenly Chu Liuxiang is wanted.In just a split second, the names of Tie Zhongtang, Ying Wanli, Bai Ruyi, and Jin Banhua came to mind.Jiang Chen rubbed the center of his eyebrows to ease the impetuousness and confusion in his heart. The real purpose of this arrest warrant is obviously not to arrest people, but to find people.

Chu Liuxiang's friends are really powerful, and they can even use the power of the government.

In the layers of wind and snow, the city was brightly lit, and the faint sound of fireworks could be heard in the distance.So lively, so festive.Jiang Chen took two steps and opened the window. The cold wind suddenly came in from the window, which cleared up his mind a lot. The brilliant fireworks in the night sky fell into his eyes, and the brilliance was momentary.

Facing the darkness in front of him, Jiang Chen suddenly didn't care about Chu Liuxiang's news, and asked Ding Feng, "Does it look good?"

Ding Feng looked up and saw the bright fireworks outside the window, but he didn't dare to answer.Young Master, is he asking about fireworks?If it's fireworks, no matter whether it's good or bad, he can't see it after all.

Even a three-year-old blind person might not even know what fireworks look like.

Jiang Chen said, "Sounds like it's really lively." The sound of firecrackers is the New Year's Eve, and the spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu.Saying goodbye to the old and ushering in the new is really a beautiful hope for ordinary people, but there are also people in the world who hope that time will stagnate and never move forward.Jiang Chen thought.

Ding Feng nodded with difficulty, "Yes, tonight is New Year's Eve."

There were two bangs on the door.

Granny Liu led a group of waiters in with food boxes, "My lord, let's try the dumplings for New Year's Eve."

Ding Feng had already put the arrest warrant on the table into his sleeve, and now he took it from Granny Liu, with a gentle and kind smile on his face, "Please trouble Granny. Everyone has worked hard this month, tell the people in the house People, after receiving the bonus, go to work on your own."

Granny Liu was even more delighted, and gave a salute happily, "Thank you, Mr. Xie, Mr. Ding."

Ding Feng glanced at the table.Ding Feng really didn't know Jiang Chen's preferences, so tonight on New Year's Eve, he just prepared a portion of the diet he had in Wuzheng Villa in previous years.

"Young master...then...the New Year's Eve dinner..."

Jiang Chen turned his head, the lights were flickering on and off, Ding Feng couldn't see his expression clearly for a moment.

When he came, he handed Ding Feng the rabbit that was used as a stove in his hand, and walked to the sink to wash his hands.Sitting at the table, without hearing Ding Feng's movements, he said lightly, "Come and sit."

Ding Feng was stunned, "This is not suitable for etiquette." He was not able to do things well, and the young master did not abandon him on the Bat Island in a fit of anger. He was already very content.How dare you sit at the same table with him now.

"sit."

The meaning of this word is not to let him say it a third time.

Ding Feng was silent.

After a long time, Jiang Chen suddenly said, "You don't have to think too much. I just don't like a person."

Ding Feng bowed to him without warning, tears welling up in his eyes, "In the future, my subordinates will definitely ruin the ground for you."

Such a vow of loyalty did not stir up any more waves in Jiang Chen's heart.He also lazily cared about what the person in front of him had made up in his head, and his tone of reply seemed extremely calm, "Sit down."

Jiang Chen took the chopsticks and ate the dumplings quietly. After a while, he hugged his porcelain bowl and said without any fluctuations in his tone, "What? I'll just teach you martial arts, but I'll teach you how to eat? "

It really sounded like an old pedant.You are talking about something as simple as 11, do you still need me to teach you?

It fell into Ding Feng's ears, and he was forced to repeat the simple action of picking up the chopsticks three times.

The same dishes were also placed on the table in Wuzheng Villa.

The New Year's Eve was supposed to be a time of prosperity to bid farewell to the old and usher in the new, but Wuzheng Villa was full of black silk and white lights, making it look gloomy.

At this moment, the respected senior of Wulin, the owner of Wuzheng Villa, dressed in dark black, sat at the table without saying a word.

His hair was still neatly tied up as before, but the whiteness in between had become obvious.His clothes are still as stable as before, but no one cares about the folds of his clothes.His eyes were still as gentle and peaceful as before, but the bloodshot eyes further confirmed his haggardness in the past few months.

He still couldn't believe that Yuan's only incense was cut off like this.

On the table are the New Year's dishes specially prepared for Yuan Suiyun in previous years.His taste has always been light, and he didn't notice it in previous years, but now it seems that this has become a farewell dish for him.

Yuan Dongyuan seemed to see that child again, every time he would sit in front of him, looking obedient.

Yuan Dongyuan opened his mouth and called out, "Suiyun..." After a while, he picked up a piece of dumpling and shivered and put it in the empty bowl opposite, "Come, eat dumplings."

Yuan Dongyuan only got this son in his fifties, and it was as if he was his life. Now, how could he accept the news of his tragic death.

He was so depressed that even the servants of the villa couldn't bear to see him.He sighed again and again and said that he wondered how the young master could be so cruel, leaving his father behind and left.

After a long time, even the heat of the food on the table gradually disappeared. Yuan Dongyuan sat there, staring at the dumpling in a daze, as if if he watched for a while, the person who should eat the dumpling would reappear in front of him.

Master Kumei, who survived the catastrophe, has already said that he went to Bat Island with the cloud.And Bat Island disappeared in the explosion.However, before he went to Huashan to confirm one or two, Kumei passed away a few days after saying this.

He didn't expect that instead of visiting Huangfu Gao, his son went overseas for an adventure.

In the past, this villa was always lively at this time, but now it has become like this.

In the cold night, the sound rang three more times. Yuan Dongyuan got up and walked to the mourning hall step by step. His eyes were full of black and white, and he remained silent for a long time.

The incompetence of the father can't even find the body of the child.Even a tomb can be a tomb.

Jiang Chen also stood in front of a tablet.

Ding Feng asked him, who is this unnamed tablet?

Jiang Chen said casually, "Of course the only one who died was Yuan Suiyun."

This sentence is simply creepy in the cold night.

Ding Feng didn't dare to answer again.He still just thought that the young master didn't want Yuan Suiyun's identity.He didn't dare to think about the deeper reasons, and he couldn't think of them at all.

Jiang Chen lit the fire folder, lit three sticks of incense, and had an extremely faint smile on his face. Ding Feng felt excited when he saw it.

After returning from Bat Island, the young master has not smiled for a long time.

When he smiled, what Ding Feng felt was not relief, but depression.

Jiang Chen said calmly, "Life in this world really shouldn't be so boring."

He inserted the incense stick into the incense burner extremely accurately, leaving three small pits in the sand.

At this moment, Ding Feng completely overturned the conclusion that the young master was gentle and modest, and planned to retire from the world to cultivate his body and cultivate his character.He was even scarier than when he was on Bat Island.

The author has something to say: Jiang Chen: "Wash it clean and send it here."

Ding Feng grabbed the rabbit and touched his chin, feeling that he understood these five words.

In the evening, a pot of braised rabbit meat.