I'm the villain in the book

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Soon, Yang Liushi called Wang Nianchu, who had been waiting outside the door, into the room.

Although the latter originally wanted to be Wei Changtian's bodyguard or maidservant, but following Yang Liushi is not much different.

Anyway, with the current status of Wei Changtian and the Wei family, it would not be wrong for her to be a daughter-in-law of the Wei family as a young lady from an ordinary wealthy family.

"Miss Wang."

Looking up at Wang Nianchu, who was obviously a little nervous, Wei Changtian didn't have any nonsense, and said straight to the point:

"I know why the Wang family sent you here."

"Although I don't know what Liu Shi likes about you, but since she is happy, then let's leave it at that."

"I don't have any demands on you or me, just remember the word loyalty at all times."

"As long as you can do this, if your Wang family encounters any difficulties in the future, I will naturally not sit idly by."

"But if you can't do it, then you'd better not be discovered by me."

"Otherwise not only you, but everyone in your Wang family will die miserably."

His eyes gradually became cold, Wei Changtian got up and walked in front of Wang Nianchu, staring into her eyes and said word by word:

"I think it's so easy to check one thing, so don't have any self-righteous thoughts."

"Remember?"

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"Master, son, servants remember."

Where did Wang Nianchu feel such a suffocating sense of oppression before, and he didn't dare to look at Wei Changtian, he just grabbed the hem of his clothes and answered aggrievedly.

But Wei Changtian's expression remained unchanged, he glanced at her coldly, and then suddenly said in a very casual tone:

"Oh, right."

"Dongxue Pinghu is different from ordinary swordsmanship. After practicing to a small perfection, you can no longer improve through hard training. You need to cover the snow with a sword when it snows heavily."

"When can you cover the snowflakes in a radius of ten feet without falling to the ground, and when can you reach Dzogchen."

"If there is no snow, you can use cotton wool instead."

"It's useless to practice blindly like you are now."

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The warm sunlight fell on the ground through the window, the street outside the house was buzzing with people, but the house became dead silent in an instant.

Yang Liushi's expression was a little dazed, she didn't know what Wei Changtian was talking about.

But Wang Nianchu raised his head abruptly, his eyes filled with astonishment and fear.

"You, what are you?"

"How did I know you were stuck in Xiaoyuan? And how did I know about Dongxue Pinghu's method of breaking the boundary?"

Wei Changtian smiled, and asked Wang Nianchu's doubts, but he didn't intend to answer them.

He just moved closer to the latter's ear and continued in a low voice:

"Miss Wang, that's not all I know."

"I also know that you have a shallow scar on the base of your thigh, which was left when you practiced swords when you were young."

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"Deng Deng Deng" took several steps back, Wang Nianchu's eyes widened, and the look of horror in his pupils had reached an unbearable level.

If Wei Changtian could still find out about Dongxue Pinghu Sword, but only he knew about the small shallow scar on the heel of his leg!

Even the maid who served him didn't know why Wei Changtian could.

"you you"

Countless terrifying guesses flooded into his mind, and now Wang Nianchu even had the thought of turning his head and running away.

She looked at Wei Changtian tremblingly, stammering and unable to say a word.

At this time, Wei Changtian felt that the effect was about the same, so he didn't reveal any more "big news", but turned his head to look at Yang Liushi who looked puzzled.

"Okay, tidy up."

"We should go."

Chapter 704 Seeking Vengeance

Wei Changtian and the others left Jinzhou City at dusk, slowly chasing after the large army that had traveled westward for three hundred miles.

And Chu Xianping left half an hour before that.

During the day, he handed over various matters of the Tianji Academy to Zhang San, and handed over the son-mother jade and the secret language with the highest "communication authority" of the Tianji Academy, and then simply packed his luggage and left the city for Qingzhou, two thousand miles away, ready to go Find the first "Chixiao Sword".

Of course, before leaving, he still came to say goodbye to Wei Changtian.

"Young master, don't worry, within two months, I will definitely bring back all the four swords."

"Well, Brother Chu, I'm sorry."

"Young master, Xinfeng over there"

"Brother Chu, you don't have to worry about this matter, it will be fine with me here."

"Okay, take care, my lord."

"Brother Chu, take care too."

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The master and minister parted. For those who don't know the inside story, this conversation is not unusual.

But in the ears of Yang Liushi, there are some very complicated emotions in it.

Especially Chu Xianping, it seems that there is something unspeakable hidden, want to say but can't.

Of course, with Chu Xianping's acting skills, it is undoubtedly very easy to perform this effect.

In addition, his parents died early, he has no siblings, and his only wife is living well in Dashu. Yang Liushi really can't think of any weakness in him that can be threatened.

Therefore, even though it sounded a little "last resort", Yang Liushi still did not change her view of Chu Xianping.

"Son."

Looking at Wei Changtian beside her, she asked worriedly, "If you send Chu Xianping to find the sword this time, there won't be any trouble."

"Probably not, these four swords are useless in his hands."

Wei Changtian shook his head, and finally took another look at the distant figure.

"Let's go."

"It will all be clear soon"

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In the time of Xu, it was two hundred miles west of Jinzhou City.

At night, the moon rises in the east, the sky is full of stars, and the night covers the wilderness with a cool feeling.

"Da da da da, da da da da."

"Grumbling."

The sound of horseshoes and wheels pierced the silence around, a carriage and more than a dozen riders quickly passed by the door of a post station beside the official road, causing the flags embroidered with the word "post" to shake for a while.

"Tsk tsk tsk, really majestic."

A postman stood by the road, watching the group of good horses disappear into the night, shook his head and sighed, and then slowly lit the two lanterns hanging at the door.

Soon, there was finally a glimmer of light in the dark wilderness, and the postman limped into the post station to start a fire and cook.

Obviously, this person should be crippled, probably injured on the battlefield, and then he was arranged to guard the post here.

Nowadays, there are many such veterans all over Daning.

Although they all have more or less physical disabilities, they are all practitioners after all, so they can basically take care of themselves.

In addition, even for such errands as postmen, the military salary far exceeds the income of ordinary people, so most of these people's lives are pretty good.

If you have a wife and children, that is enough to support the whole family.

If you are not yet married, you can go to the kiln every now and then.

At least compared to those brothers who died on the battlefield, they are extremely lucky

"Huh~huh~"

"His grandma's pickles are almost finished."

Accompanied by the lazy snoring of several old horses in the stables behind the house, the lame postman just put the cooked porridge on the wooden table, and at this time he was struggling to pick up pickled vegetables from a half-person-high tank, his whole head They are all buried in the mouth of the tank, which looks a bit funny.

"It's time to change the old king. When you go back to the city, you must first find a place to drink a few pots of wine."

"There's also Xiaocui from Manxianglou, with that delicate and tender face."

"Next year I will save enough money to redeem her"

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The soliloquy echoed in the small station, and then stopped abruptly at a certain moment.

The lame postman exhausted his energy for a long time, and finally touched a piece of pickle.

It's just that before he could stand upright, he felt a sudden biting chill on his neck.

"This this"

He tilted his head tremblingly, only to see a short dagger that glowed with dim light was tightly stuck to his throat, and the person holding the dagger could directly take his life with just a shake of his hand.

There was no movement, not even a breath.

The lame postman knew that this person must be a master, so right now he didn't even dare to say a word of begging for mercy, but just leaned against the side of the vat, trying to support his body.

"Have you ever seen a black carriage?"

Soon, the person behind spoke indifferently.

"See, see."

The lame postman knew that the most likely way to survive at this time was to tell the truth, so he immediately stammered and replied:

"A quarter of an hour ago, I went to the west."

"Whose car is it?"

The person behind asked again.

"Small, little people don't know."

The lame postman replied without moving: "No, but it seems to be hanging a Wei character flag."

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There was no sound, the visitor didn't ask any more questions, and the chill on the lame postman's neck also slowly receded.

But before he could calm down, a warmth suddenly appeared in his throat.

The lame postman tremblingly stretched out his hand to touch it, only to feel something sticky and slippery.

"Pfft!"

The pickles fell back into the vat and splashed a few bits of brine, the rickety body slowly slumped against the side of the vat, and a dark red liquid was slowly swimming along the cracks in the ground.

On the small wooden table next to the vat, a bowl of white porridge still has a few wisps of heat wafting from it.

"Father, why did you kill him?"

After a few breaths, a slightly immature female voice sounded: "He didn't see our appearance."

"But he knew we were here."

A thick male voice replied: "This matter cannot reach Wei Changtian's ears."

"Oh"

The woman responded, and her voice became urgent.