To be a villain, I was forced [Transmigration Book]

"As for that warm heart..." Before Ye Chizhou could react, Qu Jianghua changed the subject.

Ye Chizhou shuddered suddenly when he heard Xi Nuanxin's name, and immediately came back to his senses.

"Master... Then Xi Nuanxin, why don't you release the sect in the name of experience." Ye Chizhou just told Xi Nuanxin, and with some dissatisfaction of his own, Qu Jianghua naturally I heard it.

Originally, Qu Jianghua didn't take this warm heart seriously, he was just an ordinary inner disciple, but now, this apprentice's tricks are not right, and he has attracted the disgust of his disciples who regard him as his own, so naturally there is no need to stay On Ling Xi Peak, in Qu Jianghua's view, such a disciple might as well be expelled from Ling Xi Peak.

But when Ye Chizhou said this, Qu Jianghua felt relieved.

In the past, I was worried that Ye Chizhou was too cruel and vicious and accumulated too many vengeances, and that kind of temperament was not beneficial to practice.

Now, Qu Jianghua looked at Ye Chizhou's gentle face and smiled slightly: "Then follow Zhou'er's words."

Ye Chizhou looked at Qu Jianghua's expression, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

He felt that his master was always misunderstanding something!

"That's right." Qu Jianghua suddenly remembered something, and said, "Your younger brothers and younger sisters who traveled abroad are coming back soon, so you can arrange it when the time comes."

Ye Chizhou heard the words, and then remembered that he had mentioned the matter of letting the juniors and younger sisters come back.

Ye Chizhou used to force people away, but he didn't think about letting them come back, so the places where the younger brothers and younger sisters lived were taken up for other purposes. Now that people want to come back, they naturally need to do a good job, otherwise they will come back There is no place to live.

So, after Ye Chizhou agreed to this matter, he chatted with Qu Jianghua about other things, and then he left to fix the residence for the returning disciples of Ling Xifeng.

Ye Chizhou lived in a separate courtyard, and it was the closest to Qu Jianghua's courtyard on the peak.

A little down from Ye Chizhou's courtyard, and half a circle around the mountain, is the residence of the inner disciples. Each person has a separate room and a courtyard. The treatment is only slightly worse than that of Ye Chizhou, a direct disciple. Ling Xifeng has not yet become an independent disciple. There are five inner disciples in total, but they account for one-third of the total number of the house. However, although several juniors and younger sisters can be individually arranged to live in new houses, the residences of the inner disciples have not been repaired for many years. There is dust and lack of furniture, and the yard outside the house is overgrown with weeds and it is impossible to walk. It is obviously uninhabitable.

Ye Chizhou stood at the gate of a yard, feeling a little headache.

In the past, these chores were done by outer disciples and registered disciples, but since all the inner disciples were driven away by Ye Chizhou, the outer disciples gradually slacked off when they saw that Ye Chizhou had never arranged for them to clean up. Tidy up those yards.

Ye Chizhou felt that the situation might not be resolved by himself, so he turned and walked towards the mountainside, planning to find some outer disciples for help.

After Lin Xusheng separated from Ye Chizhou at the mountain gate, he naturally returned to his residence.

However, when he saw the door of his room was wide open, he turned cold and walked in quickly.

The room was in a mess, with overturned tables and chairs, dusty quilts thrown on the ground, and torn and shredded clothes of registered disciples.

Lin Xucheng's eyes sank, and he walked over to pick up the tattered clothes.

These were the clothes that Ye Chizhou had quietly sent to him back then, but he didn't wear them and kept them under the pillow.

Clenching his fingers tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, and Lin Xusheng's eyes were full of storms.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he quickly turned around and walked to the cabinet at the end of the bed, and opened it.

It was empty inside, and the black wooden food box he had placed had disappeared.

Lin Xusheng watched quietly. After a while, he put down the torn clothes in his hands, walked out of the house and went straight to the courtyard next door.

Not long after the big class was over, Ling Xifeng's disciples got together and walked back.

The registered disciple who often bullied Lin Xusheng walked in front of the other disciples from the outer sect, with an air of arrogance.

Ever since he successfully came out of the secret realm and returned to the sect, this named disciple has become this kind of virtue.

It seems that it is such a remarkable thing to be able to successfully escape from the secret realm alive, and to venture into the secret realm with the little senior sister.

However, for these outer disciples, it was really a great thing, so faintly, these outer disciples and registered disciples began to praise this person, and regarded him as the leader of their group, and this named The disciple also enjoys such superior treatment, and he naturally becomes more arrogant and complacent.

A group of people walked back with noisiness, and the registered disciple was held up by the stars, holding his head high and tirelessly bragging about his heroic deeds in the secret realm to the people around him, and the people around him also visibly echoed him. , I thought he was some kind of powerful person, even Ye Chizhou, a senior brother, didn't have his posture.

Standing in the courtyard, Lin Xusheng heard a group of people making noise from a distance.

The named disciple was the first to stand in front of the door, and an outer disciple beside him quickly walked to the yard and opened the door for someone.

The registered disciple's face was full of pride, and he strode into the courtyard with his head held high.

At this glance, he could see the people standing in the courtyard. The registered disciple was stunned for a moment, then stopped, and a large group of people blocked the door.

The registered disciple was unintentionally bumped by the person behind him, his face darkened, he looked at the back in front of him with dissatisfaction, and scolded him.

"Who are you?! Why are you in my yard!"

Lin Xusheng turned around, his eyes were deep and deep, and he looked directly at the named disciple, and his whole body exuded a kind of frightening coldness.

"Lin Xucheng! You're not dead!"

After seeing who was coming, the registered disciple shouted in a low voice half surprised and half angrily.

"Give me the box." Lin Xusheng said, his voice seemed to be suppressing something.

The registered disciple's expression changed, and he laughed grinningly: "You mean the black box? Seeing you like this should be very important to you."

Lin Xusheng didn't answer, and still looked at people so gloomyly.

The registered disciple felt uncomfortable being watched, and because he really didn't like the way Lin Xusheng looked at him, he was a little annoyed.

At this moment, he had a flash of inspiration, and he suddenly had a bad idea on how to teach Lin Xusheng a lesson.

After walking a few steps forward, the registered disciple held his head high, and there was an unconcealable malice in that ferocious smile.

"It's okay if I give it back to you. Kneel down and kowtow three times, get past me, and then cripple your right hand, and I'll give it back to you!"

The registered disciple hated Lin Xucheng very much. At first, he was simply disgusted. Later, he became jealous because of Xi Nuanxin and Ye Chizhou. Later, when he was in the secret realm, the other party stabbed him with a sword and destroyed the high-quality jade shoots, making him helpless. Zhanguang got a sliver, one incident accumulated, and this registered disciple's hatred for Lin Xusheng reached its peak.

Now that he has the opportunity to vent his hatred, he will never let it go, so the request made by the registered disciple is quite excessive.

As soon as the words came out, no one said a fair word for Lin Xusheng, everyone surrounded him, their faces were full of excitement after watching a good show, and their ugly appearance was exactly the same as that of the registered disciple.

"Hurry up, don't regret it then, don't even try to take that box back!"

Seeing that Lin Xusheng was indifferent, the registered disciple threatened again.

Lin Xusheng's eyes became deeper and deeper, and if he looked closely, he seemed to be able to see a trace of blood in them. The hand hanging beside him was trembling slightly. He spoke again, with a very depressed tone: "I said, give it to me!"

The registered disciple smiled "hehe", and took out the box that Lin Xusheng was looking for from the low-level storage bag.

Then, in front of Lin Xusheng, he fell hard to the ground.

Fortunately, the material used to make this box is good, and it didn't break after being dropped on the ground like this, but there were a few marks on the surface.

Lin Xusheng's eyes fell on the food box, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Blood splattered!

A tragic cry rang out in his ears, waking up the frightened onlookers around him.

At this time, the registered disciple who was shouting loudly just now lost his aloof attitude, and one arm and one foot were cut off at the root, and without support, he fell heavily on the ground, and the severe pain made him unable to stop. He screamed in pain, his other hand covered the bloody incision, and kept rolling on the ground, his nose, tears, and saliva all over his face.

Lin Xucheng looked down at the embarrassed registered disciples, his expression was very calm, so calm that it made people shudder.

The surrounding disciples didn't dare to stay here any longer, and fled in all directions with pale faces. No one cared about the wailing man on the ground.

Lin Xusheng didn't care what happened around him, he quietly looked at the person rolling in pain on the ground, he didn't feel the joy of trampling his enemy under his feet, and the full hatred still didn't dissipate in any way.

What he hated was not the insult and harsh treatment this person had given him, but just because he dropped the box that his senior brother gave him. In his heart, that box was thousands of times more valuable than this person.

He walked over, picked up the black box, and gently touched the scratches on it.

There are eight scratches in total, not too obvious, but bumpy to the touch.

Lin Xucheng turned his head while holding the box, looked at the people on the ground as if he was dead, and suddenly stepped on it.

The registered disciple is in so much pain that he can't even think about anything now, and Lin Xucheng stomped on him fiercely. Suddenly, his inner blood surges, his internal organs seem to be shattered, and a mouthful of blood spurts out of his mouth. The registered disciple opens his mouth , wanted to howl, but his neck seemed to be pinched by a big hand, and he could only make a few short breaths.

He stared wide-eyed, looking at the expressionless Lin Xusheng in horror.

Death was very close to him at this moment, and his instinct to survive made his good hand firmly grasp Lin Xusheng's shoe. There was no complacency on his face before. At this moment, he was pleading, hoping that Lin Xusheng could forgive him. He died.

"Senior brother?!"

Ye Chizhou was frightened by the scene in front of him, and stood there blankly looking at Lin Xucheng, not knowing what to do.

Lin Xusheng raised his head and looked over, the coldness on his face finally warmed up a little.

There was also a gleam of light in the gloomy eyes, and the frightening Lin Xusheng disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Withdrawing his foot from stepping on the chest of the registered disciple, Lin Xusheng didn't panic at all. He walked over to block Ye Chizhou, and said in a friendly tone, "Brother, why are you here?"