I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

There was no way this night was going to end peacefully.

Wen Buyu's heart sank, but he remained calm and secretly gathered his strength, trying to break free from the shackles.

The black shadow seemed to smile:

"This is not good."

The moment he finished speaking, the blood in Wen Buyu's body suddenly surged violently.

His face turned pale and he swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat in time to avoid Chu Yao seeing and worrying.

Chu Yao fell down softly, with blood staining her lips.

"Ayao!"

"Wen Buyu, don't you claim to be a righteous man who is determined to protect the people?"

The beggar pinched Wen Buyu's left shoulder hard, forcing him to be unable to move.

He pointed at the nearby villagers and whispered in Wen Buyu's ear:

"Today, I will let you see with your own eyes how the people you protect killed the people you love."

"..."

Wen Buyu's eyes suddenly widened, and the faces of the villagers and the things in their hands were clearly reflected in his pupils...

rope.

"No," he murmured, "They won't do that. We have protected the village for so long. They...you are controlling them."

Wen Bu Yu's breathing became rapid:

"You manipulated them."

"Control?" The beggar laughed. "I don't. They are awake."

As they were talking, the villagers had already approached them.

"I told you," the beggar said loudly, "if you kill her, I will let you go."

"If you want to stay alive, you better act quickly. Otherwise, if I change my mind due to bad mood, it will be difficult to deal with you."

The villagers looked at each other, hesitating to take action.

A glimmer of hope ignited in Wen Buyu's eyes, and he said with a firm tone:

"They won't do that. We've been so good to them. If it weren't for us, they would have already..."

Before he finished speaking, a man trembled as he walked out of the crowd. He didn't dare to look Wen Buyu in the eye and muttered in a low voice:

"I'm sorry, I want to live."

Hearing this, he froze without saying a word.

The man bent down and grabbed the semi-conscious Chu Yao, trying to tie her hands with a rope.

Wen Buyu suddenly came back to his senses and struggled like crazy:

"Get away! Don't touch her!"

The beggar firmly grasped his arms:

"Don't be so excited. Be quiet."

After saying that, he pointed his finger at Wen Buyu's throat. Wen Buyu immediately lost his voice but continued to struggle.

The man was almost scared to death and simply dragged Chu Yao away.

Seeing this, the villagers hesitated for a moment, then rushed to follow.

Hearing this, his eyes were bloodshot.

The beggar said slowly:

"If you hadn't saved me, you wouldn't be in this trouble today. Remember, it wasn't me who hurt you, it was you."

He patted Wen Buyu's shoulder and laughed loudly:

"It's you, the great good man Wen."

Hearing this, he said nothing and looked as pale as death.

On the other side, in a villager’s home.

In the room, two solitary lamps flickered slightly.

The door was open, and the hesitant villagers gathered outside, forming a circle, and no one was willing to take the first step.

"Don't look at me. I've never killed anyone."

"That's right, but this...ah..."

In the room, Chu Yao opened her eyes with great effort, sat up, looked at the crowd in front of her, said nothing, just looked at them.

Everyone lowered their heads involuntarily, not daring to look her in the eye.

Suddenly, a teenage girl rushed into the room, opened her arms and blocked her way, filled with righteous indignation:

"Sister Song has protected us for so long. If you do this, aren't you worse than beasts?"

"In my opinion, we should work together to help Young Master Wen! How can we turn around and harm them?!"

Everyone felt even more guilty.

"That sounds nice, but those two cultivators are very powerful. Young Master Wen can't even move. How can we help them? They'll just die in vain!"

The man who stood up first shouted:

"Besides, if it weren't for Young Master Wen and the others, our village wouldn't have suffered such a disaster! We are the most innocent!"

The other villagers nodded hurriedly:

"That's it!"

The little girl's eyes turned red with anger:

"Without them we would have died long ago! I don't care if you are ungrateful, I want to save her anyway!"

After saying that, she went to untie the rope on Chu Yao.

Just when her hand was halfway extended, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head with a "bang", and her body tilted and fell to the side.

She raised her head and saw a familiar face. She couldn't believe it:

"……father?"

"You damn girl, are you going to kill our entire village?!"

The village chief threw away the bolt in his hand and spat fiercely:

"Pull her away and throw her out. For the lives of all the villagers, today, I will do this evil thing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the villagers nearby rushed over.

They lifted up the injured girl and laid her under a tree outside the door, kindly tearing off their clothes to bandage her wounds:

"Xiaoyu, don't blame your father for being cruel. This is a matter of life and death..."

Xiaoyu's face was full of tears:

"You can't do this. Sister Song is a good person. She can't just die like this!"

Her mother couldn't stop sighing:

"You are still young. When you grow up, you will understand that nothing is more important than your own life."

Xiaoyu kept shaking her head and wanted to say something, but her injuries were too severe, she closed her eyes and passed out.

In the house, the village chief approached Chu Yao step by step.

"Miss Song, don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame those two evil people."

Chu Yao knew this person.

The village chief of Taohua Village. When the demons attacked, his arm was almost cut off. It was the eldest senior brother who saved him.

Another person also stepped forward:

"Miss Song, we are also forced to do so."

Chu Yao also knew this person. He was injured by a vengeful spirit. She collected herbs for him, helped him repair his house, and fetched water and boiled medicine for him every day.

More people came up.

She was extremely familiar with every face.

Everyone has received her silent favor.

They were about to leave at first, but these people knelt down and begged them to stay here and protect the village.

"..."

Chu Yao raised her lips and smiled: "What do you want me to say?"

"You said I don't blame you, you have your own difficulties, and I am willing to die for you?"

Everyone stammered and no one responded.

She looked sarcastic:

"You may be mistaken. I am not that fool as Senior Brother."

The village chief gritted his teeth and said, "Stop talking about these useless things and get started!"

Several young men followed him and rushed forward.

Chu Yao broke the rope with great effort, forced herself to kick the person in front of her away, and stabbed with the sword.

The man screamed and blood appeared on his body.

She pointed the tip of her sword at the other man, and the moment it pressed against his throat, her face turned pale and she staggered and fell.

The man was so frightened that he almost died:

"What are you still standing there for? Come on! If you keep going like this she'll kill all of us sooner or later!"

Therefore, everyone didn't care about maintaining that bit of hypocritical compassion and kindness, and they all rushed over, held her down, and snatched the sword from her hand.

Chu Yao turned her head with all her might, her eyes passing through the crowd of figures and falling on the man in plain clothes in the distance.

She smiled at him with crooked eyes and whispered something.

Although we were far apart, I could hear you clearly without you saying anything.

What she said was—

"do not look."