The Villain Always Wants To Kill Me

As long as you get Duan Feibai's piano sword, can you really go home?

Steal Duan Feibai's piano sword, take Duan Feibai's blood...

What Xia Mingyuan said echoed in Tao Jingyi's mind. For such a difficult challenge, no one is sure to be able to do it. It's better to wait for Duan Feibai to commit suicide, and she and Xia Mingyuan will be on the sidelines to pick up the mistakes, maybe hoping to be a little bigger.

The entrance of the alley was empty, and there was no one, only the frosty moonlight, which made it look very desolate. Tao Jingyi stood in the moonlight, put his hands to his lips, and whispered, "Little Martial Uncle."

"I'm here." The boy's voice came from not far behind.

Tao Jingyi turned his head and saw a person walking from the shadow of the moon. The young man was holding a sword hanging from his waist and holding two dark things in his hands.

Tao Jingyi, who was not hungry just now, smelled the aroma and immediately became hungry.

"Here, be careful to burn it." Duan Feibai handed the sweet potato to her.

Tao Jingyi carefully held the sweet potato, tore off the outer skin, and took a bite out of the steam: "Did my little uncle go to buy sweet potatoes for me just now?"

Duan Feibai nodded and asked, "Have you seen Lanling Xiaolang?"

Tao Jingyi nodded, afraid that he would ask questions, so he said first, "I also discussed the content of the new book with him."

Duan Fei laughed in vain.

Tao Jingyi handed him another sweet potato: "Young master uncle will eat it too."

Duan Feibai took it, but didn't move, just staring at the sweet potato in his hand in a daze.

Tao Jingyi took the sweet potato back, peeled off the skin, and handed it to his lips: "Here."

Duan Feibai lowered his head and took a light bite.

"Shall we go back to wash Jiange now?" Tao Jingyi said.

"Going back now, I'm afraid I'll be caught. I just booked two rooms at the inn in the town. I'll stay here for one night. I'll go back tomorrow morning before everyone wakes up."

"Alright." Tao Jingyi said happily, "I haven't visited the night market here yet, little uncle, let's go to the night market first."

Duan Feibai booked the most luxurious guest room in the town, such a luxurious style is also in line with his status as the son of Zhennan Prince. Bath water, melons and pastries have already been prepared in the house, and a furnace of incense is still burning in the corner.

I don't know what kind of fragrance it is, but the fragrance is faint, and when you take a sip, you feel like you are in a mountain forest, and your nose is filled with the smell of grass and trees.

Tao Jingyi took a vigorous bath, swept all the fruits and pastries on the table into his stomach, and then went to bed contentedly.

Lying in bed, but can't sleep for a long time.

What Xia Mingyuan said echoed clearly in his mind and couldn't get rid of it.

She went to the author of "The Ruthless Swordsman" originally to confirm that there were still travelers like her in this time and space, but she did not expect to get such a big surprise.

When she first came here, she also wanted to go home, but she couldn't find a way to go home.

Can go back, who doesn't want to go back? After all, she did not belong to this time and space.

Tao Jingyi thought melancholy, is he really going to steal Duan Feibai's piano and sword? She managed to escape by "feigning death", and when she went back this time, it was uncertain how Duan Feibai would go crazy.

She was really afraid of him.

If Duan Feibai is annoyed by playing with firecrackers and made into a puppet by him, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss.

But the way home was right in front of her, and she was really not reconciled to be told to give up like this.

As for waiting for Duan Feibai to commit suicide, she and Xia Mingyuan are even more inadvisable. Xia Mingyuan said that many original settings have taken effect in this world, and it is very possible that Duan Feibai's suicide is not the end of this book.

Tao Jingyi was tossing and turning in the middle of the night, and she didn't fall asleep until dawn. She closed her eyes, and decided to just squint for a while before getting up. Unexpectedly, when she opened her eyes, the sky was already bright.

The golden sunlight fell on the floor through the gaps in the windows, indicating that it was getting late.

Tao Jingyi's heart shuddered, he sat up abruptly, put on his clothes and shoes in a panic and ran out.

Duan Feibai was standing under the long corridor outside the house, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he turned around with his eyebrows curved.

Tao Jingyi nervously said, "I'm sorry, little uncle, I overslept."

Duan Feibai said calmly: "It's okay, I overslept too."

Tao Jingyi: "..."

Tao Jingyi never expected that he would sleep until noon, originally thinking that he and Duan Feibai would sneak away from his disciples and go back while the sky was getting dark. This sleep, all the plans are all in vain.

Needless to say, Dongfang Yue must have discovered that she had sneaked down the mountain.

Now that the matter has developed to this point, it is useless to be anxious, and the punishment that should come cannot be escaped, so Tao Jingyi is not nervous.

The two had lunch at the inn before rushing back to Xijiange.

Duan Feibai sent Tao Jingyi to the Wangyue Pavilion, and said softly, "Don't worry, the uncle said he will cover you, go."

Tao Jingyi hesitated and walked towards the courtyard, as expected, there was already a person standing in the shadow of a tree with his hands behind his back, waiting for her.

Tao Jingyi moved his steps guiltily, and called softly, "Eldest senior brother."

Dongfang Yue turned around and glanced at her indifferently, this glance was extremely indifferent, Tao Jingyi was clearly standing under the sun, but still couldn't help shivering.

"I didn't return all night, where did I go?" Dongfang Yue asked. His voice was the same as his own, indifferent without any ups and downs, without any emotion.

Although it was related to the martial arts he practiced, Tao Jingyi still couldn't help thinking that he was too cold, no wonder the original book always used words like "iceberg" to describe him.

He stood there, wasn't he like an iceberg, he was blowing out the cold air, few people could bear it.

"Go down the mountain." Now that he has been caught, there is no point in sophistry, Tao Jingyi replied honestly.

"All disciples who worship Xijiange must be familiar with the sect rules. Tell me, what is the fifteenth rule of the sect?"

"After the door is closed, you are not allowed to go down the mountain without permission." The gate rules of Xijiange were not long, Tao Jingyi read a few words when he was bored, and unconsciously remembered them.

Dongfang Yue's eyes were sharp.

Tao Jingyi noticed that there were a few withered and yellow leaves in his hair. Although it was not late autumn, a few leaves would wither early, especially in the morning when the breeze blows and the dead leaves on the branches rustled all over the yard.

Tao Jingyi stared at the fallen leaves on top of his head strangely, and asked cautiously, "Eldest senior brother was waiting here early in the morning?"

Dongfang Yue didn't speak.

Tao Jingyi recalled what he said "didn't return all night", and asked in surprise: "Could it be that senior brother stayed up all night?"

It was really hard for her to imagine Dongfang Yue standing in the yard all night with a cold face. Even if Dongfang Yue is the chief disciple and is in charge of discipline, it doesn't have to be so strict...

But with Dongfang Yue's rigid temperament, it is really possible to stand in the wind all night, just to catch the disciple who sneaked down the mountain.

It wasn't the first time he had done something like this.

According to Xijiange's fellow disciples, when Duan Wushuang first joined Xijiange, he was naughty and undisciplined. He always liked to sneak down the mountain in the middle of the night to buy wine. Dongfang Yue reprimanded him and refused to admit it. In order to punish him, Dongfang Yue stayed up for half a month and kept lurking, and finally caught Duan Wushuang on a certain night.

The disciple recalled that Dongfang Yue was standing in the shadow of the tree at that time, her face sank like water, and when she opened her mouth, she didn't frighten the little uncle out of his wits. Since then, the stubborn little uncle never dared to go down the mountain in the middle of the night to buy wine.

The other disciples of Xijiange did not dare to provoke Dongfang Yue easily.

This time Tao Jingyi ran into Dongfang Yue's hands, so he had no choice but to accept his fate.

Although Dongfang Yue didn't answer her, she didn't deny it either. It seems that eight out of ten she guessed right.

"Catch it." Dongfang Yue said in a deep voice.

There were already two disciples waiting at the side. As soon as Dongfang Yue finished speaking, they rushed forward and grabbed Tao Jingyi's arms from left to right.

"Wait!" A boy's voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard, and then, a tall figure stepped into the courtyard. Duan Feibai was wearing a jade-colored gown, standing in the sunlight, looking even more handsome.

He raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Tao Jingyi, then turned to Dongfang Yue: "I can't blame Tao Tao for this, I coaxed her to go down the mountain."

Tao Jingyi was startled, before she could explain, Duan Feibai said again: "So, punish me."

The corner of Dongfang Yue's mouth curled up into a cold arc: "This punishment must be for my little uncle."

"Tao Tao..."

"Whether she is the principal offender or an accessory, she is an accomplice and must be punished." Dongfang Yue ruthlessly interrupted Duan Feibai.

Copy the door rules, a hundred times. This is Dongfang Yue's punishment for the two of them.

There is no need to be beaten or confined. In Tao Jingyi's view, this is already the lightest punishment, and it may still have the honor of being the son of the Zhennan prince. After all, no matter how stubborn the prince is, he is still the son. The pavilion master didn't dare to move him easily.

In the small room, a lamp is like a bean.

The table was covered with white paper, and on the opposite wall were engraved the gate rules of Xijiange. Densely packed, carved a wall. Even if there are only a few dozen rules, it will take one night to copy them down a hundred times.

During the period of copying, there was no water or food, and the food for lunch had already been consumed when he climbed the mountain back to wash Jiange, so Tao Jingyi was still hungry.

Tao Jingyi bit the penholder, frowning.

The characters of the ancients are not simplified characters, it takes a lot of time to write, and the key is to use a soft brush. Tao Jingyi held the pen with no focus at all, and often the ink would smudge before a word was finished, so that the whole paper would be wasted, and the previous copy would have to be copied again.

Besides, she didn't know how to write a lot of words, and she wrote while facing the wall. Duan Fei copied ten pages in vain, and she didn't finish one page.

If this continues, she may not be able to get out of this confinement room for a year or so.

Tao Jingyi put down his pen and glanced at Duan Feibai. After taking a look, I was stunned for a while. Duan Feibai's handwriting is neat and tidy, each stroke has a sharp momentum, giving people the feeling that he is not writing, but practicing sword.

Even a layman like Tao Jingyi could tell that there was a sword intent hidden under his pen.

Comparing with his crooked and dog-like handwriting, Tao Jingyi blushed.

In the eyes of these ancients, she was probably illiterate.

She doesn't want to either, if she is given a pen and asked to write simplified characters, she promises that she can also write beautiful printed characters.

It was probably because her eyes were too hot to ignore. Duan Feibai raised his head and looked at her suspiciously.

Tao Jingyi immediately raised his arms to cover his writing.

Duan Feibai couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, a smile appeared on his lips: "I've seen it all."

Tao Jingyi shielded him even tighter.

"The word Tao Tao..."

"What!" Tao Jingyi raised his head slightly, with a fierce look on his face.

"It's so cute." Duan Feibai lowered his voice.

Tao Jingyi's cheeks were slightly hot: "You are smart."

"but…"

"But what?"

"Based on Tao Tao's copying speed, the two of us will probably be imprisoned here for the rest of our lives."

Tao Jingyi rubbed his stomach: "I'm hungry, I'll definitely finish copying when I'm full."

Isn't it just copying books, who hasn't copied a few books yet, back then, she copied whole books in order to sprint for the college entrance examination. As long as she is given food, she will be able to show the vigor of sprinting for the college entrance examination back then.

"Oh, so Tao Tao is hungry." Duan Feibai pretended to be enlightened, and pulled out two big and round peaches from his sleeve like a magic trick.

Tao Jingyi was stunned: "When did you pick it?"

"Picked it on the way back."

The peaches were red and ripe, they looked juicy and tender, and Tao Jingyi's eyes stared straight at the sight.

Duan Feibai took out a white handkerchief, carefully wiped off the skins of the two peaches, and put them into Tao Jingyi's hands.

Tao Jingyi thought for a while, he picked this peach, and he didn't have the face to eat it alone, so he put the bigger one back in front of him: "Little uncle, you can eat one too."

Duan Feibai smiled: "I'm not hungry."

As he spoke, he stood up, spread out two sheets of paper on the table, and picked up the pen that Tao Jingyi had placed on the table.

Tao Jingyi was gnawing on a peach, and the peach was exactly as she had imagined, it was full of juice, sweet and delicious, refreshing. As soon as she took a bite, she saw Duan Feibai holding a pen in each hand, dipped in ink, leaning over slightly, moving both hands together.

With his movements, the beautiful handwriting appears on the paper. The point is that the handwriting written by his left hand and his right hand are different. The words written by the right hand are like the edge of a sword, exuding a fierce momentum, while the words written by the left hand are gentle, upright and gentle, as quiet and straight as a lotus.

Tao Jingyi opened his mouth slightly, his eyes were full of shock: "Little, little uncle, you are too good!"

Not only can he write with both hands, but if he didn't see the handwriting with his own eyes, he would think it was written by two people.

"When I was naughty when I was young, I was often punished for copying books, and I was not allowed to eat if I couldn't finish copying. Over time, I developed this unique skill." Duan Feibai said with his lips curled up.

Although he lived in seclusion in Meilin when he was young and didn't care about world affairs, Duan Ling disciplined him extremely strictly. Once he made a mistake, no matter how big or small, he would inevitably go to the ancestral hall to copy books. The range of books copied is extremely wide, the family rules are copied, the martial arts secret books are copied, the martial arts secret books are copied and the piano scores are copied, and the piano scores are copied and the poems and songs are copied...

At that time, he was temperamental and often cried unceasingly. Whenever he cried, Duan Ling punished him even more severely. Although Qin Xiaowan felt sorry for him, she didn't dare to disobey Duan Ling, so she secretly taught him a trick and used it with one mind. At the beginning, it was very painful, and countless pieces of paper were wasted, but once practiced, it gained a lot. Not only has he developed the ability to learn widely and memorize, but he has also improved his swordsmanship by leaps and bounds.

If you use it in the right way, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

Tao Jingyi sighed: "I often copy books, but I haven't developed such a skill."

Duan Feibai obviously didn't believe her words very much. Her words didn't look like someone who often copied books, but rather someone who had never read a book.

It doesn't matter if she hasn't read a book, as long as she wants to learn in the future, he can teach her by hand.

Tao Jingyi didn't know that she was being looked down upon, and Duan Feibai helped her copy the books, so she was too embarrassed to just sit around. After she finished eating the peaches, she took a dagger from her waist and turned on the oil lamp a few minutes.

Duan Feibai's eyes fell on the dagger and froze.

Tao Jingyi thought that he was attracted by the delicate appearance of the dagger, so he couldn't help shaking the dagger in his hand, and said triumphantly: "How about it, it's very beautiful, my friend gave it to me."

Duan Feibai nodded his head lightly, his eyes still fixed on the dagger.

This dagger was the one that Tao Jingyi used to commit suicide that day.

"There are more interesting things." Tao Jingyi lightly pressed on the handle, and with a "click", the sharp blade retracted into the shell, and when he pressed it again, it popped out again.

"Although it's fun, you can't mess around, just like I forgot to press the mechanism before, and I really stabbed myself."

"Does it hurt?" Duan Feibai asked.

It should be painful, such a sharp blade, so much blood, how could it not hurt. Duan Feibai's eyes were in a trance and floated again, the way Tao Jingyi was lying in his arms covered in blood that day.

Every time I think about it, that dagger seems to be pierced into my chest, and I can't breathe in pain.

Tao Jingyi shook his head: "Compared to one hundred and sixty swords, this sword is nothing."

Duan Feibai took a breath.

Tao Jingyi didn't want to mention the past, put away the dagger, and lay down on the table.

The author has something to say:

The male protagonist has another skill get√

One mind and two tasks, so he learns faster than others and acquires more skills.

However, he is not omnipotent.

He is no better than the leader in taming animals (the leader helped Tao Tao train the little red horse), and the rhythm of the two is comparable;

He can't compare to brother Xingchen in lightness skill (I haven't caught up with him after chasing him for half a year)

He is inferior to Dongfang Yue in archery (the male protagonist uses sleeve arrows, which have tricks. In the original book, Dongfang Yue shot and injured the male protagonist with an arrow)

In summary, the hero is not omnipotent*^▽^*