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

When the sky turned dark, the townspeople had already hid in their rooms early.

In front of the window of a farmer's house, the hostess held an embroidered dish in her hand, and sighed, "It hardly rains at this time in previous years, why is it so cloudy this year... What can I do with the crops in the field... "

The male host lit a candle, and the dim yellow candlelight illuminated the hut, bringing out a bit of warmth, he nodded, "God is not beautiful..."

From time to time, a flash of lightning flashed in the sky.

The rain fell and landed on his face, Jiang Chen closed his eyes.

The coolness seeped into the heart from the face.

He took two steps, mud splashed on his feet.Xiaohu and the others trembled, seeing him coming, they were obviously a little scared.

Jiang Chen walked in front of them, and told them as he did when the school was over, "You should go home..."

After he finished speaking, he turned around.

Xiaohu blinked and grabbed his sleeve, "Sir..."

Jiang Chen paused, "What?"

Xiaohu said, "Where are you going, sir?"

where to?

"...When you get to that step, you'll know." He tilted his head slightly, "Xiaohu, I killed someone."

Xiao Hu showed his canine teeth and smiled, "But sir, they are the ones who want to kill you first." If sir doesn't resist, wouldn't he die?

"I'm leaving."

"Sister Xiaoya, she..."

"Give it to your Grandpa Jiafeng." A green leaf appeared in his hand.

Xiaohu calmed down and hugged him, "Thank you, sir. Good luck, sir."

"Go home. Monsieur is watching you."

Xiaohu nodded, and greeted the children, stepping back and forth.

With a flicker of light in Jiang Chen's hands, they turned their heads less and less until, they never turned their heads again.

Jiang Chen stared at their backs bouncing away in the rain.

Many times, forget some things and live happier.If someone has to commemorate this good or bad time, let him do it.

Blazing flames swept across the land.

All the blood-sinking corpses turned into fly ash, and not even the three souls and seven souls escaped.

At this moment, all the soul lamps in the Taiqing Gate were extinguished.Even the three lamps representing the identity of the elders in charge of the sect failed to escape this fate.

If you want to get something, you must first be prepared to pay the price.Since they were unable to take away Jiang Chen's order, they should have expected that their end would be to die here.

He raised his hand to lift the land and put Fengya in place.

A tomb bag was erected.

It rained cats and dogs.Jiang Chen stood like that, after a long time of silence, he turned around.

Feng Ya came out from it and followed behind him.

Jiang Chen paused, without turning his head, "Why don't you hurry up and reincarnate?"

Feng Ya shook her head, regardless of whether he could see it or not, "I want to be with you."

Jiang Chen lowered his eyes. "I said, no need."

His figure was in a trance and left.

Feng Ya naturally couldn't catch up with his footsteps.

She looked at the sky and walked out.

She didn't dare to turn her head, looking at the bloody scene in the familiar town behind her.

After a long time, I finally saw his figure,

He slightly turned his head to look at her, his expression was difficult to discern, and his tone was cold, "If you want to follow, then follow."

...Three years passed in a blink of an eye.

Fengya often goes back to watch Fengyun, until Xiaohu takes care of Fengyun, who has forgotten Fengya, and passes away. Fengya finally meets him.

Fortunately, her grandfather didn't blame her. "Xiao Ya'er, since you have this fate, grandpa can feel at ease."

Jiang Chen gave her the Taoism of ghosts and immortals, and now she can be regarded as successful in cultivation.

"grandfather……"

"Don't cry... Grandpa will not be reincarnated in the future, and you still need to take care of him... Why should my good granddaughter be sad, this month will be cloudy and sunny, you should take it easy."

Feng Ya is a completely different person from Jiang Chen.

As cold as Jiang Chen's heart was, her heart was as hot as it was.

Jiang Chen cherished his life, and so did she.

But Jiang Chen cherishes his own life, and Feng Ya cherishes everyone's life.

They are diametrically opposed.

Because she was a doctor who helped the world since she was a child.

The mountain flower hare in the mountains, whatever she can, will definitely be rescued.

If it was Jiang Chen, I'm afraid he wouldn't even bother to give a wink.

There is no peace in this world, the strong prey on the weak, Jiang Chen knows this principle very well.

The kinder you are, the easier it is to be gnawed. There are no bones left.

However, Jiang Chen doesn't mind protecting her as much as he can, and it would be fine if he could protect her all the time, but often, things don't always go his way.

He looked down at the bleeding wound on his chest, expressionless.

There is a saying that it is good to rely on the mountains to fall, and to rely on the flow of water.She needs to grow.

People can't always be naive. In this world, maybe she is not required to stand on the top and look down on everyone, and arrogantly trample everyone under her feet.However, the awareness and ability to protect oneself cannot be lost.

The weak are often restricted and dominated.

Feng Ya led a child with a thick head and a thick head in, and said with a smile, "Young master!"

He put on his clothes and stood up, his voice could not distinguish between emotion and anger, "What did you pick up again?"

Feng Ya stared, "What do you mean picking up! Save! You are rescued!" She bent her eyes and patted his head, "A little tiger, isn't it cute?"

Jiang Chen finally shifted his gaze to the child, sized him up briefly, and nodded, "Yeah."

He was able to stay.

This courtyard has been standing by this lake for a long time.

Among them are pavilions, waterside pavilions, swimming fish and flying birds, green trees and red flowers, Jiang Chen never wronged himself.

At first, there were only Jiang Chen and Fengya, but after Fengya picked up some inexplicable things and came back, the place became lively.

Fengya named him Xiaohu.

She has always been stubborn, and Jiang Chen can't force her to do anything, and he is too lazy to object to whatever she does.

In a blink of an eye, spring and autumn come again.

The blue gauze flutters around the water pavilion, the pink and white lotus blooms on the lotus pond, and the green leaves sway gently as the breeze blows by.

On a bluestone slab stone table, beside the snow-white rice paper is thick black ink.Jiang Chen stood aside, holding a pen in his hand.

On the stone bench next to it was a bright as new guqin, but it hadn't played for several days.

Even Fengya didn't come back for a few days.

Jiang Chen held a pen and drew a pair of eyes on the table.He traced it, stared at it for a while, then punched it, balled up the rice paper and threw it aside.

Draw again.

Then repeat.

A pen broke in half.

Jiang Chen snorted, threw it into the lotus pond with his hands.

Even if you wait any longer and Fengya goes to collect medicine for those kittens and shrimps, it should be time to come back.It seems that someone couldn't help showing the fox's tail.

It's good, he has been focusing on self-cultivation and personality for the past few years, and the original owner's unclear rags can't see his duty and come out again.

His figure disappeared.

There was no shelter, and the wind was a little stronger. The pen holder with the brush on it shook, and a thin brush was completely blown off and hit the surface of the piano with a crisp sound.

Then it fell into the pond with the wind, without splashing half a ripple.

There are a few delicate small letters with hairpin flowers engraved on the body of the pen, "Young Master Jiang Chen."

Jiang Chen searched for his breath and found him, just as she was struggling with the little tiger he picked up.

He found a branch at random and stood there.Well, let's see how far she has grown in recent years.

Xiaohu said angrily, "Sister, you are a good person, why did you get involved with that old demon!"

"I believe him. Those are definitely not his intentions."

Xiaohu hates iron for being weak, "I am worse than him!"

Jiang Chen tilted his head.

Feng Ya frowned, "You are different."

"It's not the same! He kills people like hemp! I have clean hands and feet! I have never missed him!"

"I believe him, all the people he killed are damned!"

Xiaohu gritted his teeth and became ruthless, "Then don't blame me for being ruthless!" He clapped his hands, and the surrounding wind blew up, he said, "This is the person that grandma likes the most!"

Feng Ya frowned, "Who the hell are you! Who sent you here! Why did you harm him!"

The ghost soldier hid in a piece of pitch-black armor, unable to see his real appearance clearly.

They nodded, and there was a tooth-piercing sound of bones turning, trying to catch Feng Ya.

Jiang Chen raised his eyelids.If she can't deal with this small soldier, she will be ashamed of his teachings in the past few years.

Feng Ya didn't disappoint people either, and overturned these uninvited guests to the ground.

Seeing this, Xiaohu gritted his teeth cruelly, and took out a dagger from his bosom. It was obviously attached with Taoist spells, and the hand he was holding was scorching. "Then go to hell!"

Jiang Chen jumped down from the tree, and shot out a long sword from his sleeve, forcibly breaking the man's wrist.

He came out with a black token in his hand. Jiang Chen squinted his eyes when he saw it, and a vine shot out, wrapping up the token.

He collected the vines, looked at the token, and raised his eyebrows slightly. Sure enough, it belonged to the old Black Mountain demon in his memory.

When Xiaohu saw him, his face showed a bit of fear, and he was about to run away. Jiang Chen chuckled, "Why is the kitten in such a hurry?"

Although he only stayed by his side for a year, Xiaohu was very aware of his unpredictable temperament, he didn't listen at all, and ran away without looking back.

The curvature of Jiang Chen's lips gradually evened out, "Going? Did you ask me?"

He took a step, and his figure disappeared.

Xiaohu who was running froze, his eyes widened suddenly, he stared blankly at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes lowered, and he saw a seemingly plain wooden sword pointed at his throat.

His face paled a little. "you……"

Jiang Chen stabbed backhand.

Seeing his movement, Feng Ya immediately wanted to stop him, "No!"

Jiang Chen frowned, Feng Ya came over in a daze, looking at the pool of blood.

"Little Tiger..."

As a healer, it was the first time she felt sick at the bloodstains, she turned her head away, feeling nauseous.

"Why...you still want to kill him!"

Jiang Chen frowned.

Feng Ya said, "He has been restrained by you, why can't you let him live."

Jiang Chen finally opened his mouth, "The spring breeze blows and gives birth again."

The meaning of this sentence is obvious, because he is afraid of trouble, and he doesn't want to give the opponent a second chance...

Feng Ya closed her eyes, "You can cast a spell on him, you can strip his memory, why, why do you want to lose one life after another."

"Every life is so precious in this world. Even if you can re-enter reincarnation, but the life situation of that person is different. Is that person still the original him? They are unique in every life, Young master, Fengya knows that you have a lot of things in your heart, and thought that I would accompany you, and one day you would change, but you are still so indifferent, how can you ask Fengya to persuade you."

Indifferent?Liangchen's heart was calm.Every life is unique?Yes, they are all so unique.

It is unforgettable.

He leaned closer, "If I don't come today, you will die. Fengya."

He called her by her name seriously, "Fengya, the weak, will always be controlled and dominated." He paused for a moment, and stated expressionlessly, "This is especially true for a naive and weak person like you."

Feng Ya pursed her lips, "Feng Ya has always believed that more people in this world will be kind to others... There will always be more kind people..."

Jiang Chen cut her eyebrows and interrupted, "Because of my identity, I am destined to be evil to others."

"Are there no exceptions?"

Jiang Chen glanced at her, "Maybe, maybe not."

Feng Ya raised her heel to follow him, and after a long time, Jiang Chen said, "Your temper is too soft, you have to suffer a little bit to understand."

"If you suffer a loss later, and I happen to be away, at this time, you have to decide for yourself. When the time comes..."

"Don't be as indecisive as you are today."