Villain [Rebirth]

Jiang Cifeng never thought that, many years ago, a wrong name that made him helpless would now stir up all the dusty and stupid past like a tide.

In my memory, the little fat man held up his little fat hand and handed something over: "Jiang! Here you are!"

What gift again?

Garlic pancakes?Or a flying dragon woodcarving?

In short, the best thing in the world of some fat people.

Even if it was some gift that would give Jiang Cifeng a headache, the eager and enthusiastic eyes of the little fat man of the Song family would still force him to accept it.

Jiang Cifeng thought that since the day the little fat man defected to the Great Demon King, he had lost the ownership of those eyes.

So when that look reappeared in the eyes of a junior junior brother, Jiang Cifeng never thought that those familiar, admiring, and eager eyes that occasionally couldn't hide belonged to the same person.

What's more, the person in front of him, even the slightest trace of obesity, was nowhere to be found.

It is understandable to meet and not to know each other.

Jiang Cifeng has no obligation to take good care of a fat man who betrayed him ten years ago and defected to the Great Demon King.

But why?

Seeing the luster gradually dissipating from Song Qi's bright eyes, Jiang Cifeng once again felt a throbbing thing in his chest being firmly grasped, and a bitter...garlic smell faintly rose in his throat.

As soon as those eyes recognized him, they were about to abandon him again.

No.

Don't even think about it.

Song Qi limply collapsed on the ground, the black snake, who had succeeded in the sneak attack, raised his head in a show of power, and swam along his arm, as if he wanted to step on his prey after he succeeded, showing off his power.

It made a mistake.

As Feng Huigu's snake, he should know how to pretend to be a grandson in front of Jiang's family.

When it was sucked into the air by a gust of air current, the snake was still ferocious. It opened its mouth almost in a straight line, and its fangs shone coldly.

However, a beam of sword light split it into two even halves from the center of its open mouth, and the two halves of the snake were torn apart by the airflow.

The broken snake meat failed to touch Dirty Song Qi's finger again, and smashed it around provocatively, reminding the surrounding snakes to make way.

The group of snakes watched helplessly as the unprovoked boy in white picked up their dying prey and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

Ever since he came to Longyin Mountain, Nangong Qingzhou found that the young master of the Jiang family had become abnormal.

The entire Longyin Mountain was empty, and Duan Qingliu, Nangong Qingzhou and others lived in the largest main courtyard of Longyin Mountain Villa, so that they could move around easily.

Jiang Cifeng insisted on living in a side courtyard on the mountainside.

What is even more suspicious is that every time Nangong Qingzhou came to look for him, he would find him sitting in the study in the side courtyard.

This is really strange.

Without the urging of Sovereign Jiang and Mrs. Jiang, who is Young Master Jiang trying to show?

Several times, Nangong Qingzhou went to the window of the study and observed secretly. He would always find that Jiang Cifeng, who was studying the magic technique, suddenly raised the scriptures, read them seriously, and then strolled past the window, turning his head to look out the window gracefully ——

The moment Jiang Cifeng collided with Nangong Qingzhou's eyes, Jiang Cifeng's azure phoenix eyes were still gentle, but the next moment, he would throw the book out of the window with his backhand, and complained dejectedly: "Why is it you again?"

Nangong Qingzhou couldn't escape the bastard's Feishu attack every time, clutching his smashed forehead, he said angrily: "What do I have to do with you standing here? This is not your Yueyan Villa!"

Nangong Qingzhou was really puzzled when Jiang Cifeng said that he was hindering him from doing his business, so he insisted on explaining the reason, otherwise he would stop helping with divination.

So, Jiang Ci told him in a whisper: That little fat man of the Song family may be hiding somewhere in Longyin Mountain. He might be too scared to show up when he sees so many people. When he is hungry, he might squat in the study. Outside the window, ask him for help.

For a long time, Nangong Qingzhou's father told him to keep a distance from the immature men of the Jiang family, and Nangong Qingzhou didn't understand the deep meaning until today.

But he didn't say much, and only showed Jiang Cifeng the tolerance eyes of the elders towards the younger generation, nodded, and let him continue to sit in the study and wait for fat.

The important task of finding Song's eldest son seems to be that Young Master Jiang cannot be counted on, and he has to rely on him to set up a heavy formation and calculate the tracking range.

However, the young master of the Jiang family is a man who can perform miracles.

In the middle of the night, Nangong Qingzhou, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly awakened by a loud noise, got up in a panic, and found that the bedroom door had been kicked in half, a familiar figure of a young man broke into the door with a fainted man in his arms, and yelled at him: " He was poisoned by the Duan family's snake poison!"

Normally, Nangong Qingzhou would be angry, but at this moment, he felt that the young man in front of him was on the verge of an emotional outburst, so he inexplicably suppressed his temper.

Nangong Qingzhou reminded in a low-pitched voice, "I was poisoned by the Duan family snake, why did you ask me...Duan Qingliu lives next door..."

After a brief silence, the boy disappeared into the dark bedroom with the man in his arms. Almost instantly, Nangong Qingzhou heard the sound of the door of the next door being kicked open.

Two loud bangs woke up the whole courtyard.

Someone recognized that the poisoned boy seemed to be a young disciple of the Moon Flame Sect, the one who had a good relationship with the Jiang family brothers and sisters.

This night, the most difficult part was the pouring.

Facing Jiang Cifeng's gloomy gaze, Duan Qingliu couldn't argue with his words, and raised his hands to swear to the sky: "Brother Jiang Xian, I really didn't do it. I came from the sea with you. How did you drive the snake formation to set up?" Laying an ambush?"

Jiang Cifeng stood by the bed, still looking at him coldly without saying a word.

Duan Qingliu swallowed, stepped forward and whispered: "I can assure you, it must be my third uncle's people who did it. He wants to blame me, and his purpose is to provoke the relationship between you and me!"

Jiang Cifeng still didn't respond.

"If you don't believe me, you can take a look at the bite marks. The distance between the fangs is obviously not formed..." Duan Qingliu bent over eagerly, reached out to lift Song Qi's sleeve, and explained in detail.

"Don't touch him."

Duan Qingliu withdrew his hand coldly, looked back nervously at Jiang Cifeng who had finally spoken, and said aggrievedly, "My dear brother, you can come and see for yourself."

"When will he wake up?"

Duan Qingliu lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I'll ask Third Uncle's people to come in and have a look. After all, this is their domesticated snake..."

Of course he knew what the current situation was, but he didn't dare to say it, and wanted the third uncle, the culprit, to take over the blame himself.

"I asked you when he wakes up."

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Duan Qingliu could only answer in a low voice: "The poison has been cured, but when my younger brother carried him up the mountain, he might walk in a hurry, causing the poison to spread and damage his internal organs. It all depends on his physical condition. You don't have to worry too much, the young master, you can usually recover."

This is true, the snake that hurt Song Qi is not the poisonous tongue of the deadly type, but the paralyzing toxin, which is mostly used to catch the target alive.

But snake venom is harmful to the body after all, ordinary people will recover after a few months, but Song Qi had injured himself several times in order to hold back Mr. Duan. At this time the pulse is vain.

Duan Qingliu was afraid that his injury would add to the injury and cause the root cause of the disease, so he could only remind Jiang Cifeng to go to Nangong and ask for some pills for nourishment.

Intuition told Duan Qingliu that if the kid on the bed died, he would be in big trouble.

But why on earth does this kid from the Jiang family care so much about such a young Kunmen disciple?

Is it a playmate who grew up together?

Siblings?

I didn't even see how much the Jiang family boy cared for his own sister.

When Duan Qingliu was going to grab Song Qi's injured wrist just now, the expression on Jiang Cifeng's face was as if someone was about to saliva on the blade of his most beloved sword.

It's easy for men to feel this familiar sense of territory, so Duan Qingliu withdrew his hand in time, continued to shrink his head, and accompanied Jiang Cifeng to wait for the boy to wake up.

At dawn, the disciples who were ordered to go down the mountain to support Elder Ling returned to Longyin Mountain and reported to the young master: Elder Ling Ziyi was not found in the area triggered by the firework talisman, nor were the two men in black that the young master mentioned.

But near the accident site, the shopkeeper of an inn said that many black snakes suddenly appeared in the guest room last night, which disturbed the guests.

Asked where the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi was now, the shopkeeper said that he wanted to host a banquet, but the Taoist priest said that he had important business to do, and when he saw the black snake dispersed, he jumped away immediately, and the shopkeeper had no time to persuade him to stay.

Everyone guessed that Elder Ling should be chasing the enemy, and they will meet up on the mountain in a few days.

Only Jiang Cifeng's heart could not be at peace.

Jiang Cifeng folded his arms at this moment, sitting in the armchair next to Song Qi's bed, staring at the emaciated sleeping face of the person on the bed with an expressionless face.

Still can't make the face in front of him coincide with the ball when he was a child.

Of course this is not the most important thing.

What made Jiang Cifeng go crazy was obviously not the fact that the little fat man succeeded in losing weight, but that he didn't know whether to tell everyone in the village that the eldest son of Song was lying on the bed.

That's why Jiang Cifeng didn't let Duan Qingliu seek treatment from other Duan parents.

He was worried that Duan's parents would recognize Song Qi.

After ten years, this fat man still has a way to make him face the question of conscience all the time.

And this time, the problem is much more difficult than hiding the flying dragon wood carving.

Jiang Cifeng didn't want to deceive himself.

Song Qi was too suspicious.

From the disappearance of his younger sister to the disappearance of his junior brother, to the theft of Duan Qingliu, everything can be perfectly pressed on this little fat man's forehead.

The most unbelievable thing is that Song Qi actually came to Longyin Mountain.

It is impossible for Elder Ling to disobey the order and take Song Qi down the mountain.

The little fat man probably slipped out by himself.

As far as the current suspicion is concerned, it is enough for Song Qi to be locked in a dungeon and tortured for interrogation.

Jiang Cifeng had an intuition that there must be a misunderstanding. He wanted to listen to Song Qi's own explanation before making any plans.

However, after Song Qi's identity was exposed, how would he explain it to this group of people?

He could say that he didn't recognize Song Qi at all.

Who would have thought that a ball would grow into a bamboo pole?

That's right, he's actually... not... not sure if it's Song Qi.

Hmm, I'm not sure, I'm not familiar with it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cifeng slowly lowered his head and closed his eyes, and raised his hand to rub his eye sockets.

Again.

I don't know why, every time he meets the fat man of the Song family, he will fall into a terrible cycle of lying and admitting love, which is like the curse of the fat man of the dragon family.

It's not manly enough to be so self-deceiving.

Forget it, damn it didn't recognize it.

Besides this fat man, who else in the world would call him Jiang?

Admit it, Jiang Cifeng, you want to cover him up.

Jiang Cifeng was so ashamed that he bent down and buried his face in his palms.

Now, there is only one logical reason.

It is not difficult to explain.

The shrunken fat man saved his life last night.

Jiang Ci was bitten to death by the Duan family's poisonous snake.

He knows that it is reasonable to repay the favor and protect the savior.

But everyone in the comprehension world knows that Jiang's eldest son passed the rebirth period at the age of 14.

Who would believe that the Duan family's snake could pass through the protective airflow and bite him?

If the Patriarch of the Duan family came to bite him personally, he might not be able to bite.

Have to find another excuse.