Villain [Rebirth]

It seems that the Jiang family is not doing well, and even liars can't run away. In the previous life, Song Qi's prestigious name, whoever reported the name of "Northern Qi Demon Lord", would scare the good people within a five-mile radius to pee their pants.

Even ordinary people rely on Song Qi's prestige in educating their children. It is applicable to teaching scenarios such as: "If you don't obey, the Northern Qi Demon Lord will come and take you away!"

Song Qi was very dissatisfied with this description for a time - what is "take away"?He is not a dog.

The vocabulary of ordinary people is not worrying.

The Yueyan Sect, led by the Jiang Clan for generations, is the head of the Four Great Immortal Sects.

Different from the other three great immortal sects, the Moon Flame Sect has always been famous for being warlike, as can be seen from their clan motto - "First be invincible, and wait for the enemy to be victorious."

It can be seen that the irritable elder brother of this family is either fighting with others, or thinking about how to fight with others.

Perhaps it is such a harsh growing environment that can cultivate a pervert like the young master Jiang Cifeng.

Thinking of this, Song Qi stopped at the foot of the mountain, fearing that if he took another step, the road would be narrow.

"What's the matter?" The boy Pengci looked anxious and couldn't wait to go up the mountain to get 100 taels of silver.

"Do you want to go up the mountain with me?" Song Qi glanced behind the young man out of the corner of his eye, making sure that the middle-aged man didn't dare to follow, so he felt relieved.

"Let's go together, this winding mountain road won't let you go back and forth." The boy Pengci said thoughtfully.

Song Qi nodded: "Then I will trouble you."

The boy waved his hand: "It's okay! Let's go, it's getting late."

Song Qi set foot on the mountain road with him, and after a while murmured: "If I meet my brother on the road, I can borrow some silver and return it to you."

"Oh?" The boy's eyes lit up, he ignored his uncle's obstruction, and risked following Song Qi. If he could get the silver taels back halfway, he would not risk going to the door, so he hurriedly asked: "Will your senior brother come down the mountain in the evening?"

"I won't go down the mountain, but there are guards in the mountain, maybe I can... eh?" Before he finished speaking, Song Qi's eyes lit up, pointing behind the young man, he said happily: "I really met you! Brother Zhou! Brother Zhou!"

The boy Pengci was taken aback, turned around and looked around quickly, wanted to see him in the obeisance, but he didn't see anyone behind him, he was wondering, when a strong wind swept behind him, someone slammed his knees hard!

"Ouch!" The young man opened his arms, trying to stabilize his body, but his arms were bent backwards, his legs were pushed against him, and he fell to his knees immediately.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!" The young man struggled to get away, desperately turned his head, and saw Song Qi's harmless and handsome face looking at him from the side, and smirking at him with the corner of his mouth curled up.

The young man knew that he was tricked, but he couldn't break free, and his uncle was not around, so he roared anxiously: "You villain! You smashed our family's precious jade and beat people! My uncle will never let you go!"

Song Qi didn't answer, clasped his hands behind his back with one hand, and reached into his arms from behind him with the other.

The teenager panicked even more: "What are you doing!"

"Bun money, two, one hundred coins." Song Qi fumbled around but couldn't find the copper plate, and finally only found a handful of gravel, which was the family heirloom jade that the young man was smashed into pieces.

"You bandit! Robber! I'm going to the government to sue you!" The boy Pengci was full of grievances.

Song Qi handed the emerald in his hand to his eyes, stroked the fracture with his thumb, and asked him, "Why is your emerald still losing powder?"

The young man who touches porcelain hastily explained: "The best jade is like this!"

"Fine marbles don't even drop powder." Song Qi, who couldn't touch the one-hundred-pence indemnity, had a fierce look in his eyes, and knocked the Porcelain boy to the ground with one hand, and smashed the "family heirloom jade" on the side of his face, " You have to be ashamed to touch porcelain, at least find a piece of white marble to make up for it, and you use a piece of ceramic painted green to fool the deity?"

"The white marble is too strong to be broken!" The boy Pengci who was about to be pushed into the mud was extremely wronged!

"Are you quite experienced?" Song Qi pressed his head violently.

"It hurts, it hurts!" The boy Pengci burst into tears, "You look so cute, but why are you so vicious!"

Song Qi snorted coldly: "I'm so cute, you have the heart to blackmail me, who is evil? How many people have you blackmailed? What about the money? Take it all out."

"It's that kid?" A strange man suddenly roared in front of him: "It's him!"

Song Qi raised his head vigilantly, and saw a few woodcutters carrying firewood on the mountain rushing towards him with vicious faces, wielding their axes and spitting all over the place: "Don't let him run away!"

Song Qi was taken aback, he didn't expect this boy who touched porcelain to have so many accomplices.

The hero didn't suffer the loss in front of him, he stepped on the back of the boy Pengci, and Song Qi fled down the mountain.

"Don't run! Stop!" The woodcutters chased after him.

Song Qi ran faster. He didn't run when he met two people just now. It was because the streets were crowded and he couldn't use his skills. In this wilderness, whoever doesn't run is a dog.

Before he ran far, he saw three woodcutters coming towards him, and the chasing woodcutter immediately shouted: "Old Zhang! Stop him!"

Damn!

Song Qi stopped, and was about to turn around and flee to the right, but someone bumped into his back. He immediately detected flashes, turned around, and made a gesture to block, but saw that the person who hit him was not a woodcutter, but a panicked face. The Porcelain Boy.

The boy stumbled and seemed to want to run elsewhere.

Only then did Song Qi realize that something was wrong, and looked up at the woodcutters, all eyes were fixed on the boy Pengci.

It turned out that these woodcutters were looking for revenge on the young Pengci.

Song Qi breathed a sigh of relief, but was grabbed by the arm by the woodcutter rushing up to block the way.

"Where are you going!" The woodcutter raised the ax in his hand towards Song Qi.

"Misunderstanding..." Song Qigang wanted to explain, but his voice was overshadowed by the woodcutters who came behind him.

"It's this group of little thieves! They cheated my daughter-in-law out of the drug money yesterday!" The woodcutter in the head rummaged through the young boy with red faces, "Give me back the money!"

"The money is all on my uncle..." the boy who touched porcelain wanted to cry but had no tears.

The woodcutter turned his head to look at Song Qi, and immediately reached out to search him.

"No, uncle, is your eyes okay?" Song Qi protested, "Do I look like his uncle?"

The woodcutter at the side revealed: "This is his accomplice, just now I saw them playing around!"

Song Qi: "When will I tell him..."

"I saw it all! You were just on top of him!"

"That's called fighting, not hippies." Song Qi explained the difference with a stern expression: "Who's okay to beat a big old hippie?"

"Don't listen to him talking!" shouted a woodcutter, "Search!"

"Stop!" Song Qi shouted: "Everyone misunderstood, I was also a victim of being extorted money by him, I finally dismissed his accomplice, and just subdued him, I was found by you."

"Stop pretending! If you weren't his accomplice, why were you running so desperately just now!"

"I thought you were his accomplices."

The woodcutters were taken aback for a moment, and looked at each other, feeling a little believable, so they all turned to look at the boy Pengci, and asked, "Isn't he your accomplice?"

The boy who touched porcelain looked at a group of woodcutters looking for revenge in a panic, then turned his head to look at Song Qi, as if he had grasped the last straw, and suddenly screamed at Song Qi: "Second brother! Hurry up and give me the money!" Give it back to them! Don't leave brother alone!"

"..." Song Qi turned to look at the woodcutters in despair.

Everyone's expressions fully demonstrated their trust in the young boy.

Since Song Qi was reborn, the most humiliating moment was born—half a can of copper coins in his arms was confiscated, but it was not enough, and several woodcutters asked him to take out two more coins.

"You guys are robbing." Song Qi was as angry as a silk.

"If you can't get the money, I'll hang you both upside down on the tree, and wait for the big bugs to come and pick them up at night!" the woodcutter threatened.

"Don't!" the boy Pengci said anxiously: "Don't mess around, I... I..." He turned his head to look at Song Qi, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said loudly: "My second brother is a Jiangmen disciple! If you are brave enough, go to the Jiang family to ask for money!"

The woodcutters changed their expressions and looked at each other.

After a while, everyone agreed to escort the two young men to ask for money on Yueyan Mountain.

Song Qi's heart was broken.

How shameless is this Jiang family, even the woodcutters dare to come to make trouble.

He doesn't worry about hanging upside down on a tree. Although this body has no foundation, he can't lose his talent of guarding dragons. Thieves make trouble!

The sun was about to set, and the mountain road was foggy. Song Qi kept watching the sight of the woodcutters around him, trying to escape.

"Young master, save me once!" The boy Pengci approached recklessly, and whispered to Song Qi, "I'll pay you four buns, will it work?"

"Then someone has to come and save me first." Song Qi remained expressionless.

The boy who touched porcelain was startled: "Could it be that your brothers from the Xianmen will stand by and watch?"

Song Qi snorted coldly: "I don't have any brothers from Xianmen."

The boy questioned: "You just said that you are from the Jiang family!"

Song Qi shrugged: "I asked you to go to Jiang's house to inquire, but I didn't say that they must know me."

"You..." The young boy Pengci has only seen a real expert in the world of liars today, his acting skills are real, and his skin is as thick as a city wall.

Looking up at the mountain top shrouded in mist, the hand of the Pengci boy was trembling and he was about to have a Parkinson's attack. He looked at Song Qi desperately: "If the people of Jiang's family know that we have been cheating and abducting them to ruin their reputation..."

"Who told you 'we'?" Song Qi pretended to be suspicious and looked beside him: "Didn't you see your uncle?"

"Stop!" The boy complained tearfully, "You are more deceitful than me! If you die, you die together!"

"Don't worry, I won't die." Song Qi looked calm.

"Why?" The boy was surprised.

"Jiang's family has a family rule: first-time offenders under the age of 16 will be pardoned for death." Song Qi took a deep breath: "It's dangerous. I'm 71 days away, and I will be sixteen." Looking at the boy gloatingly, "What about you?" ? Based on your intelligence, you should be under four years old, right?"

The Porcelain Boy: "..."

It was the first time I saw such a brat who deserved a beating, his appearance was indeed deceiving.

Halfway up the mountain, a group of people were blocked by two escorting disciples from the Jiang family. The boy Pengci was so frightened that he knelt down and shouted, "Two priests, please forgive me! The villain just turned 15 this year!"

The receiving disciples looked blank, and after asking a group of woodcutters what they came for, they looked at Song Qi and the young man carefully, and a disciple frowned and asked, "Who said they are disciples of the Moon Flame Sect?"

"He!" The Porcelain boy dumped Song Qi without hesitation.

But the woodcutters honestly pointed to the boy Pengci: "This kid said that his second brother is a disciple of the Moon Flame Sect."

Song Qi added: "None of us know his second brother."

The boy who touched porcelain immediately jumped over the wall in a panic: "You are my second brother!" He grabbed Song Qi's arm and stood in front of him, threatening the two Yueyan sect disciples: "You don't know my second brother? Go find your sect leader People inquire about it!"

Song Qi: "..."

The two little Taoist priests were taken aback. Looking at Song Qi's appearance, he was indeed a good young man with a sense of demeanor. They hurriedly and cautiously asked, "Your Excellency?"

"He is your young master's brother!" The boy Pengci went all out. He planned to say that he was the brother of the master, but when he thought about the big age difference, he changed his mind and changed to the young master's brother.

The eyeballs of the two little Taoist priests were about to fall out, and they looked at Song Qi in astonishment.

Knowing that the snowball of lying would eventually hit that pervert Jiang Cifeng, Song Qi would rather perish with these woodcutters than go up the mountain.

A moment of silence.

"Young Master Jiang's worship brother" Song Qi swallowed, and solemnly declared: "I'm only 15 years old, the two priests have something to say, think about the rules of the house."