I'm the villain in the book

Chapter 162
Star scabbard, myriad blades, and demon shooting.
When the dense white mist cleared and Wei Changtian stood up from the shriveled corpse of the wolf demon, Yang Liushi was already a little numb from the shock.

"Shhhhh!"

Swing the knife to chop up the useless monster corpses, and the internal force comes out through the body, blasting the pieces of meat into the dense forest.

Wei Changtian casually picked up the vines used to bind the wolf demon, and walked slowly back to Yang Liushi.

"Let's go, come back in three days."

"."

Yang Liushi froze for a moment, there was an indescribably complicated meaning in her eyes.

"Young master, how many secrets do you have?"

"Not much, you basically know everything."

Wei Changtian waved his hand jokingly: "You have to keep it a secret for me, otherwise I will be very disappointed."

"I know"

Yang Liushi nodded a little touched.

Wei Changtian has always given her an elusive feeling. Even though the two are already very "close", she still can't see through this man.

Although she is still far from "seeing through", she at least feels the trust from Wei Changtian for the first time.

"Young master, I will never let you down in this life."

"."

It was originally a confession full of emotion, but Wei Changtian's face became a little weird after hearing this.

By the way, did Xiao Feng also tell Lu Jingyao this?

"Hey, don't set up flags indiscriminately."

"F, Flagg?"

Yang Liushi was puzzled by the fox: "What is this?"

"It means less promises, if you can't do it in the future, it will be embarrassing."

"The slave family will definitely be able to do it!"

"alright."

"Is there nothing you want to say to me, sir?"

"No."

"."

The conversation between the two became smaller and smaller, and soon disappeared between the mountains and forests.

Not long after they left, two more people appeared in this small open space.

"strangeness."

Looking at the demon compass in his hand, Xiao Feng frowned slightly.

Just now the compass clearly indicated that there was a monster nearby, but almost a quarter of an hour ago, the pointer turned back to a chaotic state again.

This situation can only explain one thing, that is, the demon is dead.

"Master, there are signs of a fight here!"

The big man next to him suddenly opened his mouth, looked at the knife marks on the ground and the scattered vegetation and branches and analyzed: "Judging from these knife marks and sword marks, there should be at least a dozen people, but"

Xiao Feng heard the words and came over: "But what?"

"But there are no footprints on the ground."

The big man pointed to the traces on the ground with some puzzlement: "Look, master, there are only paw prints of wild animals here, but no human footprints."

"If more than a dozen people besieged Yiyao, it's impossible not to leave footprints, unless they deliberately dealt with it before they left."

"But why only the footprints are dealt with, but not these knife marks and sword marks?"

The more the big man analyzed, the more he didn't understand, but Xiao Feng picked a strand of minced meat with fur from a nearby branch, and took it to his eyes for a closer look.

He looked at the minced meat, his eyes gradually became surprised, then puzzled, and finally he even started to breathe a little short.

Judging from the freshness of the meat and the toughness of the fur, they should belong to the monster that had been killed.

This was nothing at all, but what was strange was that there was no aura of heaven and earth in this piece of meat.

You must know that after the death of any monster, the spiritual energy in the body will remain for a long time, until it returns to the heaven and earth with the decay of the corpse.

But even though this piece of minced meat is fresh, the aura in it is indeed gone.

Xiao Feng was actually no stranger to this situation, and was even very familiar with it.

Because this is exactly the effect of "camera demon"!

So. Could it be that besides myself, there are other people in this world who have also mastered the supernatural power of the demon? !

"Master, what did you find?" the man beside him asked aloud.

Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, then threw away the minced meat: "It's nothing."

"In that case, shall we go?"

The man reminded: "Didn't you say that today we will go to the city to find the Qiao family?"

"Um"

Xiao Feng took a deep breath, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly shook his head.

"The Qiao family is not in a hurry."

"Let's wait here for a few more days, there is something I want to figure out."

three days later.

Today is the day when Ning Qingyu's body returns to Beijing.

The entire middle street is full of plain white horses and horses, and there is an endless stream of famous families who come to express their condolences. White banners are flying along the palace, and the middle gate is wide open.

time.

Nearly a hundred imperial guards on white horses and in white armor guarded around a dozen "extended" carriages, each with a black rope tied to the handle of their swords, and they set off from the palace without haste and walked along the middle road. The street goes to the north city gate.

Strictly speaking, this is actually a funeral.

Since all of Ning Qingyu's family died tragically at the hands of the assassin, there are no crying relatives right now, but the other treatment is the same.

Thirty-two flag guides were at the head of the line, each holding weapons, flags, paper bundles and other exquisite items in their hands.

After that came the carriage pulling the coffin.

There are about a dozen people who are eligible to return to Beijing for burial. As for the other dead maids and servants, they have already been buried in the ground.

Sorrows and joys rise, and white paper falls.

Ordinary families usually sprinkle yellow paper money at funerals, while princes, generals, or wealthy families generally sprinkle white paper money.

This money is tolls for those little ghosts blocking the way, so that the souls of the dead can travel safely.

"Hula~"

A gust of wind blew by, flying all over the sky like heavy snow.

Many children and beggars followed at the end of the line and stooped to pick up the paper money. After picking up the paper money all the way, after selling it back to the coffin shop, they could almost buy a few steamed buns or a caramel.

Although this matter was somewhat unlucky, how could beggars and children care about this, and even had some smiles on their faces.

It should be because today's paper money is easier to pick up.

To be honest, this salary seems quite high.

In the private room of a certain tea house, Wei Changtian looked away and glanced at the woman beside him.

The sarong, wooden hairpin, and a few pockmarks on her face are naturally Ning Yuke who has been redressed.

Wei Changtian originally thought that after seeing the scene outside the window, not to mention fainting in pain, she would at least cover her face and sob.

Surprisingly, Ning Yuke didn't show much emotional fluctuation from the beginning to the end.

She was just leaning on the window sill, silently watching the whole team pass slowly in front of the teahouse, and then go further and further away.

"Nah na na na."

Amidst the melodious and desolate suona sound, Ning Yuke left the window and bowed her head to Wei Changtian.

"Young master, let's go."

"."

Wei Changtian didn't speak, he got up and wanted to close the window.

But at this moment.

"My lord, my lord, I can still watch it again."

Ning Yuke suddenly raised her head, but trembling abruptly, she suppressed the second half of her sentence.

Ugh.
Wei Changtian sighed inwardly, stretched out his hand and waved out the window, and immediately a small piece of paper money floated in wobbly.

Fold the paper money with a round square hole in two, and gently put it in the hands of Ning Yuke who was stunned.

Wei Changtian took a deep look at her, shook his head and said:
"Let's keep it in mind."

　I'm not in the state today, it's only one chapter, sorry
　　
　
(End of this chapter)