Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

Inn.

Inn in Jinan City.

As one of the famous cities, Jinan has a wide variety of people traveling from north to south. Again, things tend to be well-informed here.

Frankly speaking, Jiang Chen didn't want to walk through this place, but how could things in the world go as he wished.

After all, this is a big city that cannot be avoided on the road from Suzhou to the capital.

Of course he could choose to take a detour, but Jiang Chen never liked doing useless work.

Another medicine was already placed on the carved wooden table in his room.

It is the prescription for Black Jade Intermittent Ointment.

When he asked for the ingredients of this prescription, he was just prepared for any emergencies. It was hard for him to remember it now. Medicine is not a rare medicinal material, it is just enough in a world like this, which is why Jiang Chen values ​​​​it.

Fortunately, he didn't mess up the medicine.

The bones that were connected by growth were pinched and broken again. Misaligned bones always need to be corrected in some way. Just like the stones on the road have to be cleared away.

His endurance is often amazing, which can be seen from the fact that he can break his own bones without any trouble. Others would crush the long bones and break them, but they would not do it as decisively as he did.

Maybe it’s because practice makes perfect?

Although it has only been a month since he came to this world, there is no doubt that too many things have happened, and those broken bones have grown more neatly.

On the road these days, he just used ordinary painkillers and bruise medicine. He couldn't hear the annoying news anymore, so he remembered that this body needed repair.

He didn't want to die again due to physical reasons just after he came back to life. A person who has died many times often cherishes his life more than ordinary people. The feeling of death is not like the rumor that you can look back and see the beautiful heaven.

Baiyang Luliu didn't know that his bones were broken by Xiao Shiyilang, nor did he know that his martial arts was abolished, because when he left, his actions were too normal, so normal that everyone except for taking action I didn't expect this to go up.

Jiang Chen was always used to acting normal. Even if he is not normal, he will act quite normal.

If something is abnormal, it is a monster. People always reject, exclude, and then eliminate aliens.

Jiang Chen, who was born as a human being, knew this very well.

No matter which city, there will be one of the largest restaurants or inns, plus teahouses and red buildings. These four categories are often the most well-informed and the most knowledgeable places in a city.

Jiang Chen is already in this inn.

Yue Bin Building.

The location of this store is also very good. Anyone who wants to pass through Jinan City going south or north will definitely pass by here.

There were cries of hawkers outside the inn, vendors, scholars, heroes and beggars, they all walked through the bluestone street, and occasionally there was the sound of wheels gurgleing along with the neighing of horses.

This place is different from Gusu City, where there are more small bridges, flowing water, and painted boats and bamboo boats.

Jiang Chen sat by the window, his eyes gradually moving from the wide street outside the inn to the bloody sunset.

Although the color is so depressing, at least it's not completely dark.

No one knew what he was looking at, and no one could understand what he saw.

downstairs.

The storyteller has set his sights.

His beard and hair are white, he is obviously not young, and he has obviously been talking in this restaurant for many years.

Every time this time comes, he will appear here and tell a strange story about unofficial history or an anecdote about the world.

The white-bearded old man in the lobby knocked on the wood with his hand, while his granddaughter prepared all the belongings in order.

This clear sound immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Jiang Chen also glanced casually, and when he saw this scene, he turned his head away with little interest.

There are wine, food and stories, standard in the world.

But when it comes to stories, Jiang Chen can tell hundreds and eighty of them casually and never repeat them.

At this time, the old storyteller began to tell the story he had brought, "...last time we talked about the decisive battle between the romantic thief Xiao Shiyilang and Xiaoyao Hou. Recently, everyone must have heard about the incident at Wugou Villa. , The old man won’t say much. What we are talking about today is a new earth-shattering battle! The battle between the knight Xiao Shiyilang and the former number one son in the world.

Jiang Chen glanced down and drank the tea in front of him expressionlessly. He thought he would be able to calm down for a few days... This world is indeed the place where the proud man of heaven belongs. Wherever he goes, there are traces of his great achievements.

"Crack!"

With a clear sound, the storyteller put down the tree in his hand and continued to talk passionately. He was obviously old, but when he talked about these Jianghu things, his face lit up, as if he had once been a hero and witnessed all the changes with his own eyes. .

"In that battle, sand and stones were flying! In that battle, the sky was dark and the earth was dark! I saw Lian Chengbi using his family's sword technique in his sleeves. A short sword like a poisonous snake flew out from his sleeves and stabbed Xiao Shiyilang straight away. The situation is extremely critical, and at this moment, he finally shows off the deer-cutting knife in his hand! "

"..."

"One sword, only one sword used. The sword in the sleeve has been broken into two sections, and Lian Chengbi has failed. Xiao Shiyilang defeated Xiaoyao Hou and exposed the conspiracy of the ambitious Lian Chengbi, so the martial arts world can still be peaceful now. Wu Bo! He is truly the master of the magic weapon, the Deer Cutting Knife!”

The storyteller smiled mysteriously, "Everyone must be wondering why two unrelated people have such a fight?"

People who listen to books in routine inns have long known this! So someone threw coins into their pockets and said with a smile, "You old man has been here for decades, and you still like to titillate people! By the way, what is that for?"

The storyteller raised his white eyebrows, and a smug smile appeared on his old face, "It is said that it is for our Jinan's treasure, Miss Shen's family." At this point, the storyteller's tone began to grow low, and he sighed. He said, "Well, think about how prosperous the Shen family was back then, and how much kindness the Shen family had to Jinan. Miss Shen is such a wonderful person, no wonder that two outstanding people will compete for her."

His tone was either deep or passionate, and people listened with great interest.

Although these news have already spread throughout the world, it seems that there are always so many different feelings among the storytellers.

Someone suddenly spoke from below, with obvious sarcasm in his tone, "Excellent?"

"A big thief and a martial arts scum can't be said to be outstanding."

Being interrupted, the storyteller was not annoyed, and smiled quite kindly, "Your Majesty, what you said is one-sided. Who doesn't know that since the battle at the Doll Villa, the thief Xiao Shiyilang rescued the chivalrous man who disappeared in the past? After becoming a scholar, he has become a popular figure in the world! What's more, it turns out that Xiao Shiyilang's status as a thief was just an injustice, and he is at least a thief. Liancheng Bi's confrontation with the thieves revealed his ambition. He can single-handedly stir up troubles in the world. As for the word scum..." There was a sigh on his old face, "how can a hero be morally corrupt? ...That's all...I'm going too far, too far..."

Even if you don't listen specifically to those words, the words "Liancheng Bi, Liancheng Bi, Liancheng Bi" can still get into your ears. Jiang Chen picked up a bean from the plate and stared at the dishes in front of him for a while. Then he let go of his chopsticks and let out a rare sigh.

In fact, sometimes he doesn't know how to react when he hears these remarks? laugh? He couldn't laugh. cry? This is not his style.

He never gave his enemies a way to survive, so over the years, he had no lack of understanding of the idea of ​​​​killing and eradicating his enemies.

After all, he always appears after everything is irreversible.

How can a person who has done many evil things and refuses to change despite repeated admonitions in the eyes of everyone suddenly change?

But understanding is understanding, but he cannot accept it like this. The only person who knows who he is best is himself.

Why does he always bear this fate for others?

With what face can he finally face those things. It can only be calm, calm, calm after getting used to it.

Doesn't it mean that if a person has been criticized so many times, he will get used to it?

In the end, explanations became redundant.

The person sitting below seemed to be in conflict with the old man. He said coldly and sarcastically, "Humph! A thief? Miss Shen was originally Lian Chengbi's wife! Does he deserve to be called a knight when he steals someone's wife? Humph, as for Liancheng Bi, who was cuckolded, was able to save Xiao Shiyilang. Like his wife, he was really shameless! How could anyone be better than a few people who are just like a pack of jackals and snakes? who!"

Listening to his words, it seems that he has interacted with Liancheng Bi.

Jiang Chen glanced down, and the memories in his mind flashed by like the wind blowing through the pages of a book. Soon, he remembered this young man's name.

Smiling Seventeen Lang.

He's an acquaintance.

They had met before the original owner's decisive battle with Xiao Shiyilang.

At that time, Xiao Shiyilang mistakenly thought that Shen Bijun was dead, and lost Feng Siniang, and had no business. When he died in a decadent drunken dream, Smiling Seventeenth Lang took a deer knife to provoke and humiliate Xiao Shiyilang. At that time, facing Xiao Shiyilang who didn't want to resist, he smiled very happily and proudly. But just when he was proud that he would become the martial arts hero who killed Xiao Shiyilang, he was stopped by the original owner.

As for why Lian Chengbi stopped him...

That was just because he wanted Xiao Shiyilang to live in pain! A lifetime of pain!

From this point of view, there do seem to be some similarities between Liancheng Bi and today's Jiang Chen. Although Jiang Chen never wanted to admit it.

The smiling Seventeenth Lang stopped smiling at this time. These days, whenever Fan hears the names of Xiao Shiyilang and Lian Chengbi, he doesn't want to laugh at all. He really didn't understand why these two notorious people could still attract so much attention from others in this world. It seems that everyone in the world can only see Lian Chengbi and Xiao Shiyilang! He is obviously also a young hero with great martial arts skills! He almost got rid of the big thief Xiao Shiyilang for the martial arts world!

hateful! That obstructive Liancheng Bi!

Not only did the Smiling Seventeenth Man stop smiling now, his eyes were filled with resentment and resentment. He was no longer afraid to use the most unpleasant words to describe his two imaginary opponents.

When these unpleasant words came out of his mouth, people in the inn lobby didn't buy it.

They are willing to protect Shen Bijun. Jinan people have always been willing to protect Shenjiazhuang. Shen Jinfeng and his wife resisted the bandits and died in Jiayuguan. Such loyalty was obviously something that people in Jinan would be proud of when they mentioned it.

In the past, the Shen family village was destroyed by Xiaoyao Hou, and they could do nothing. Today, there are still people who are mocking the only descendant of the Shen family, hoping to make them proud of the Shen family.

Doesn't this also mean that they who admire the Shen family are also blind?

This makes them feel so embarrassed!

Someone stood up and retorted, "Don't talk nonsense, kid! Miss Shen is a gentle, dignified, well-educated and well-mannered daughter of a wealthy family. She has always been easy-going and gentle, and is the pride of our Jinan city! How can you be so reckless!"

Shiqilang sneered, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes, "Well-educated? What is Miss Shen's nature? The gossip of the martial arts world is enough to know. It's a pity that Lian Chengbi can hold back, but it's fun to marry such a martial arts world's number one beauty, and it may be fun to see her cheating from time to time. Lian Chengbi is ruthless and Shen Bijun is fickle. Aren't they a perfect match! Lian Chengbi tried to subvert the martial arts world, but was betrayed by his wife and Xiao Shiyilang. Humph, this may be a little punishment from God. The wicked will be punished by God!"

He just didn't want to hear good things from Xiao Shiyilang and Lian Chengbi! These two people are so disgusting!

A martial arts genius, a young prodigy.

Humph! How is he worse than them!

Some people in the inn had already stood up after smashing the table with their palms, glaring at Smiling Seventeenth Man fiercely.

The storyteller sighed, and quietly put his few belongings into the rag pocket on his waist, ready to leave at any time.

He had seen this happen many times over the years, and the best choice at this time was to run away.

Otherwise, it would be a fight between gods and mortals, and mortals would suffer...

The people in the rivers and lakes were making trouble, and some people who saw the situation was not good had already left the inn.

Listening to the chattering below, Jiang Chen's eyes flashed with a little impatience.

The pair of black wooden chopsticks in his hand fell on the table with a light "click".

Suddenly, an old and steady voice came from the door, "Stop."

Jiang Chen lowered his head slightly and saw an old man with a vicissitudes of life sitting in a wooden wheelchair, pushed in by a child in green clothes behind him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and saw at a glance that the legs of this seemingly 70-year-old man covered by a cloth towel were empty in the breeze, and it was obviously gone.

The old man spoke again after entering the hall, "It is fate that we are gathered here today. If it is fate, please don't use knives and guns to hurt the harmony. You should give me a favor and stop fighting. I am looking for someone here, and I really don't want to disturb that friend by making a noise."

The author has something to say: Emmmm... 3000 caught up...