Chosen One, how did I end up as the villain?

Second day

The sky brightened, and the crimson sun rose, casting a hazy glow that shone on the ashes of the campfire as if it were being reignited.

"Little brother, wake up, we should go."

Yun Suyan leaned down and called out softly.

Qin Huaiyu slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a very pleasing face. He composed himself.

"Let's go, let's set off!"

The old Taoist priest and Li Chengye had already woken up. Seeing Qin Huaiyu get up, the two of them hurriedly followed.

They jumped onto the platform and entered the carriage one by one. Fortunately, there weren't many spices being transported this time, and the space inside was just enough for them to sit down.

"Shop, shopkeeper!"

The waiter shouted, and then cracked his whip.

"drive"

The carriage turned around and drove along the path.

Inside the carriage

After a brief silence, Qin Huaiyu spoke first.

"Master, what brings you to Jian'an?"

"Why"

The old Taoist priest, unusually abandoning his playful demeanor, sighed and said:

"This is a long story. You've all probably heard about the Black Fog Day in Jian'an City a year ago, right?"

Black Fog Day?

Qin Huaiyu shook his head. A year ago, I should have been practicing basic ambidextrous fighting techniques in the basement.

"I know, I know!"

Li Chengye's eyes lit up, and he said:

"I happened to be home that time. I remember it was the Cold Food Festival, and the streets were full of people, especially those pretty young widows who all went out. You didn't see their graceful figures, the way they swayed their hips as they walked, tsk tsk..."

As he spoke, a slight smile appeared on his lips, revealing a hint of longing.

"........."

Yun Suyan's eyes were full of contempt. Widow? Can you even serve her? Shameless!

The old Taoist priest was quite disdainful, saying, "You've never seen the world. I'll definitely go and see it when I get to the city."

Qin Huaiyu's face darkened. "Get to the point!"

"Cough, cough, I just couldn't hold it in!"

Li Chengye gave an awkward smile, then seemed to recall something and frowned slightly, saying:

"Everything was fine that day, but at noon when the sun was shining brightly, a black fog drifted in from outside the city. At first, no one paid any attention to it."

But soon, the black mist grew thicker and thicker, becoming as black as ink, and nothing could be seen. At the same time, screams of agony rang out.

I was terrified, thinking I was going to die, but then the black mist inexplicably dissipated. Isn't that strange?

Qin Huaiyu asked in confusion:

"And those screams?"

"have no idea!"

Li Chengye shook his head.

"When I came to my senses, I found that many people had vanished with the black mist, leaving nothing behind. No one knew where they went, or whether they were dead or alive!"

The black mist devours people; could it be something supernatural?

Qin Huaiyu thought about it for a moment out of habit, but he quickly realized what was going on.

Bah, bah, what a terrible habit! I'm already half dead myself, how can I care about others? But if I want to find out the reason, I have to go outside the city. That black fog couldn't have appeared for no reason.

The old Taoist priest, with a solemn expression, said:

"That's right. The Black Mist Day is very strange. It was because of this that the temple sent people down the mountain to investigate. This was originally a very ordinary thing, but who would have thought that the people who went down the mountain would disappear without a trace and never return. So the old Taoist came here in person."

Qin Huaiyu raised an eyebrow. "Daoist Master, it seems the person who came down the mountain has a rather unusual relationship with you!"

"How did you know?" the old Taoist priest asked in surprise.

Shen Huai Nian smiled and said:

"You're saying this has been going on for a year. If it weren't for someone important, the Taoist priest wouldn't have bothered to make this trip."

What a clever kid!

The old Taoist priest looked at Qin Huaiyu with considerable admiration and said:

"What the young man said is right, that person is indeed very close to me. He is my junior brother."

This is such a familiar scenario, there's nothing new about it!

Qin Huaiyu muttered to himself, but just then, the Blood Spirit Insect King in the Xuan Pool suddenly stirred, and a scene was projected from two connections within his consciousness.

.............

Yinling Temple

Inside the dilapidated hall

An elderly, pale-faced monk, dressed in a kasaya and holding a staff, with eyebrows drooping to his cheeks, stood in the center.

Beside him was a middle-aged man in a brocade robe, with a burly build and a fierce look.

His face was ferocious, with sharp eyes, a wide nose, and a hideous scar that stretched from his forehead to his jaw, making him look quite frightening.

"Master Kongxuan, this is where Master Kongzhi resides. But why are we here? Just go to town and ask someone. Let's see who dares to deceive us!" The middle-aged man's voice was very rough.

Kong Xuan's eyes were deep and profound.

"Amitabha, Yan Tu, please consider the bigger picture. We came here only to find the murderer who killed my junior brother. If it is not necessary, do not add to the killing, lest other forces discover our secrets."

snort!

What are you pretending for, old monk? Haven't you killed enough people already?

Yan Tu squinted at the old monk, then his scar parted.

"What the master says is true, I was rash, but there's nothing left in this place except broken wood and rubble?"

"otherwise!"

Kong Wu narrowed his eyes. "Ever since I entered the mountain gate, my divine senses have detected something unusual."

As he spoke, he looked at the high stone platform.

"You two, come out. Why hide in this Buddhist temple?"

As soon as the words fell, two people walked out from behind the stone platform. One had a delicate face, and the other had a face full of wrinkles. They were none other than the survivors, Kong Hai and Kong Jie.