I'm the villain in the book

Chapter 895 Non-existence and non-existence ([-])

If there is any accident, all the faults will be borne by me.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on Li Zimu's face, and there was an unquestionable firmness in his eyes.

This seemed to be no longer a discussion with Zhang San, but an order.

As for Zhang San's reaction to this
"you"

His eyes widened, and Zhang San was slightly taken aback.

He knew that Li Zimu was much smarter than himself, so he made this decision after careful consideration.

It shouldn't be, how could Li Zimu not understand how important those one hundred thousand demon soldiers are?

Unless she can be sure that Wei Changtian must be in danger.

"Miss Li, do you know something that I don't?"

Frowning, Zhang San said in a deep voice: "It's already this time, so there's no need to hide it anymore."

"What happened to him, son?"

"Brother Zhang, I really know as much as you do."

Li Zimu lowered his head: "I just have a very bad premonition."

"Premonition?"

Zhang San never expected to hear such an explanation.

Such an important decision, you say you rely on feeling?
The expression became weird in an instant, Zhang San just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Li Zimu first:

"Brother Zhang, I know you must find it ridiculous."

"But young master, he may really be dangerous now."

"Now we can't discuss anything, so please trust me this time."

"Hurry up and send a letter to your wife."

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There was more pleading in the tone, which was enough to show that Li Zimu was determined to stick to his own judgment.

And Zhang San didn't speak any more, just watched her fall into a brief hesitation.

Although both of them are Wei Changtian's confidantes, there is no difference in status.

But from the perspective of "making suggestions", Li Zimu is undoubtedly the one that receives more attention.

Therefore, even though Zhang San felt that the matter was unreliable, he finally gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Okay, I'll send the message right now."

"I hope what you say is true! I hope what you say is false."

"Ah."

Li Zimu breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and glanced at the sunset outside the window, and murmured to himself:

"I hope my feelings are wrong"

Three hundred miles north of Linchuan City.

"Boom"

The beast's hooves stepped across the ground, and the loud noise was dull and depressing.

Amidst the dust, an endless herd of beasts was galloping tirelessly forward, leaving only densely packed footprints a few inches deep in the ground.

"Demon King, we will arrive at Linchuan City in one day."

On a certain low hill, Yang Liushi looked down at the beast horde, and said to the woman in white skirt beside her, "I hope you can control your demon soldiers well, and don't make any trouble."

"As long as you can do it, we will return the remaining three sacred fruits, and the benefits promised to you will also be fulfilled."

"But if you can't do it, then I'm afraid you'll have to wait another sixty years for your holy tree to bear fruit next time."

Turning her head to look at the woman in the white skirt, Yang Liushi did not hide the threat in her words at all.

The former didn't say anything, but glanced at Yang Liushi with an ugly expression, and then at Xu Quan who was standing not far away.

For these two men and women who suddenly appeared and snatched the holy fruit, she was undoubtedly very disgusted.

A fox demon whose strength is not weaker than himself.

A strange human being who does not seem to have a high level, but can actually control monsters.

More importantly, the Holy Fruit is now in the hands of this man
Faced with such a combination, the woman in the white skirt had no way to "get rid of the two and make it quicker", so she could only reluctantly agree to Yang Liushi's request to send troops to Linchuan City.

She doesn't care if she is used or not, she just wants to get back the sacred fruit that is extremely important to her.

After all, if you can't get it back, then the next time will have to wait until sixty years later.

"This king knows."

Replying to Yang Liu's poem coldly, the "counter-threat" of the woman in the white skirt seemed a little weak.

"I hope you won't break your promise when the time comes, otherwise, this king will have to avenge you for the rest of your life!"

"Well, you don't have to worry about the demon king, we, the demon clan, always keep our word."

"Wait a minute, I'll leave for a while."

While speaking, Yang Liushi suddenly felt the Zimuyu in her chest was slightly warm, so she walked not far away with a smile.

The woman in the white skirt didn't care about her, but looked helplessly at the herd of beasts down the mountain in a daze.

And after a while, when Yang Liushi hurried back and forth, calling Xu Quan away, she realized something.

Turning around and looking at the two people who were talking in the distance, the woman in the white skirt was stunned.

Of course she could see that there was something wrong with Yang Liushi's and Xu Quan's expressions.

so.
Squinting her eyes, the woman in the white skirt chuckled, feeling that maybe she didn't have to compromise like this anymore.

Linchuan City, a small inn in the east of the city.

At dusk alone Zhu Lan, crescent eyebrows bend in the southwest.

The sun will set and the new moon will rise.

At the turn of day and night, Gu Pan'er walked to the window again and silently looked out.

The joy and longing on the face disappeared at some point, replaced by a little worry and a little loss.

The worry is of course because he is afraid that something will happen to Wei Changtian.

The loss is not because of fear of not being able to borrow money, but because of the feeling that Wei Changtian may have left

After all, although Wei Changtian lived in this inn, he didn't bring any luggage, so he might leave at any time.

Why don't you tell yourself
Gu Pan'er knew that she shouldn't have such "extravagant hopes", but she still couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

Thinking that she might never see Wei Changtian again in the future, she realized that she hadn't even thanked Wei Changtian properly.

Not necessarily.

Mr. Wei may still be busy, and he may come back later.

If the young master is too tired, I won't mention the matter of borrowing money later, let him rest well.

Well, the son should not leave without saying goodbye.

He wants me to pay back the money, so tell me where to find him
Bowing his head away from the window, Gu Pan'er sat beside the tea table in a daze.

She wanted to comfort herself, but her heart became more and more uneasy.

So after sitting for a while, she got up and put on her coat, carefully put the one thousand taels of silver bill and a small purse in her bosom, opened the door and walked out of the room.

I rented a carriage from the inn, and got into the carriage wearing the last afterglow of the sky.

Gu Pan'er didn't know why he was so flustered, so he wanted to go to the temple to worship.

Just like that, amidst the sound of "gurgling" wheels, the carriage slowly left the entrance of the inn and headed towards the only temple in Linchuan City.

At this time, it was sunset, when the common people went home, and the people on the street made Gu Pan'er's carriage a little slow.

But Gu Pan'er was not in a hurry, he just looked at the scene on the side of the road through the car window, and then turned his gaze to the Yun'an Temple in the distance, which was located on a hill, or on a slope.

The crescent moon hangs at the corner of the sky, and Yun'an Temple seems to be extraordinarily peaceful tonight.

(End of this chapter)