Rebirth master villain whitewashing strategy

The boy on the opposite side didn't answer, but his eyes became erratic.

He looked at the two people who were staring at him, and swallowed.

He was indeed responsible for raising Xie Chong, but not entirely.

It was snowing heavily that day, and he was played and pushed down in the snow by other disciples. It was the man in the blue shirt who saved him, and gave him a bag of Gu, a few pieces of talisman paper, and a secret manual for raising ghosts.

He told him that if he wanted not to be bullied by others, he had to become stronger, and he had to use his own way to deal with his own body, so that he could gain a foothold here.

It was sunny and snowy that day. The man was wearing a straw hat with the brim covering half of his face, so Wei Changsheng couldn't see his face.

Back in the firewood room where he was staying, Wei Changsheng threw all those things into the firewood pile.

In the Ice Pavilion, causing trouble under Yu Shengyan's nose, he is desperate, Wei Changsheng still wants to live.

When he died, no one took care of his brother.

He was only a few months old, and he couldn't bear to leave him here alone.

Well, his brother.

There is a clean space in the firewood house, on which there is a wooden crib, in which a six-month-old baby is lying.

This is Wei Changsheng's younger brother.

Strictly speaking, he was the younger brother he picked up.

Although the Ice Pavilion is all female disciples, these female disciples are not all honest masters.

Not long ago, when he was chopping firewood on the mountain, he saw a woman in a long skirt with water sleeves walking out of the forest, her legs were trembling, and she looked very weak.

Wei Changsheng didn't doubt that he was there, he knew it in his heart, but he turned a blind eye, not interested, and continued to do his own thing with his head down.

But not long after the female disciple left, a baby's cry suddenly came from the forest.

Not only that, but the sound was louder than the sound, directly breaking the silence of the entire mountain forest.

Wei Changsheng was afraid that the crying would attract Yu Shengyan's attention, and he would definitely have nothing good to eat by then, so he went to look for the child with a basket on his back.

As a result, when he arrived at the place, he saw a pink and tender doll abandoned here.

It was a world of ice and snow, and the doll's little face turned red from the cold.

Only then did Wei Changsheng understand that the woman just came to throw the doll before she came out of confinement.

After all, being a mother, how could she be so cruel.

Wei Changsheng took pity on the child and carried him back.

The little mute went back together.

The little mute was picked up by Wei Changsheng by the glacier a year ago.

The dying child who was beaten at that time drooped his head, panted weakly, and his eyelashes trembled, as if he was about to leave in the next second.

Wei Changsheng felt that it was pitiful for him to die like this, so he picked him up as well.

He was given medicine and healed his wounds.

Who knew that the mute would stay here and not leave after he recovered from his injury.

Wherever Wei Changsheng went, he went there.

It bored him to death.

But he is dumb, and he really has nothing to do. If he can't get rid of him, he can only speak harsh words to each other every day.

But the mute still followed him, showing no intention of leaving.

Helpless, Wei Changsheng could only acquiesce in this behavior.

The turning point of the matter came after a Sword Muscle Conference.

The Ice Pavilion holds a Sword Muting Conference every five years. At the meeting, all disciples must put their swords in the Lingquan Pool in the back mountain to purify evil spirits.

But on this day, Wei Changsheng's life changed drastically.

The woman who abandoned her child died tragically in her room that day, leaving a note beside her.

The information referred to in the note is completely broken.

Later, Qi Sui and others found the milk doll and the same note in his firewood room, and at the same time found the talisman paper and cheats in the woodpile that he hadn't had time to clean.

Yu Shengyan was furious, scolded him, and wanted to expel him from the teacher's school and receive the punishment of Ling Chi.

Everyone also condemned him one after another, turning into messengers of justice one by one, pointing out whether he was right or wrong.

Wei Changsheng was imprisoned in a dungeon, surrounded by darkness.

A weak candle is of no help at all.

He hugged his knees, waiting for his final result, but he still couldn't swallow this breath in his heart.

It wasn't his doing, so why blame him alone?

He didn't like to cry, but at that moment, tears burst down the embankment.

The man in the blue shirt came again, cut off the chains on his prison, raised the corners of his lips, and let him come over.

"Do you want revenge?"

His voice was hoarse but bewitching, for some reason, Wei Changsheng nodded.

The man smiled again and hooked his hand: "Then come here."

After that, he was sent back to the woodshed by the man.

The younger brother was not lost, and the little mute was always by his side.

All the kindness turned into endless hatred in the end, he opened the secret book, and then, there was a road of no return.

Among those 28 female disciples, some kicked him, some kicked him, some spoke harsh words to him, and some even deliberately scratched him with the excuse of practicing swords...

None of them are good people, so they all deserve to die.

"Why does the head teacher believe that I am the mastermind behind it? You have to talk about evidence. How can I, a waste who can't even practice cultivation, fight against those disciples who have already established their foundations?"

Wei Changsheng raised his mouth and sneered, looking at Shen Jingliu with a playful look.

"Of course you can." Shen Jingliu was not surprised by his reaction, and only replied lightly.

"Oh? Master Shen means that you can judge a person's quality without evidence? Who gave you such great power? The Immortal Alliance Conference? I think they don't have the qualifications yet."

Shen Jingliu: "Of course not. No one gave me such a big right, it's just that you have neglected a little bit."

Wei Changsheng smiled: "Oh? A little? Let's hear it."

Shen Jingliu: "That house, that evil spirit, was raised by people, so no one controls it, and it won't do anything. The poppy pattern on the center of the evil spirit's eyebrows should be the same as the one on the inside of your right arm."

Shen Jingliu spoke indifferently, while speaking, he glanced at Wei Changsheng's arm inadvertently.

The latter obviously froze.

"What? My master guessed it right? Why do you have such an expression, dare to act or not?"

Jiang Wuxie followed suit in a timely manner.

The aggressive method really worked, and Wei Changsheng was quickly defeated, revealing himself.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not? What exactly do you want? Did you kill me? Let me tell you, it's absolutely impossible! Anson's!"

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