The protagonist committed numerous evil deeds.

Chapter 76: Past Life Part 3 - Beginning

That day, Shen Yingsi was in a terrible mood. Xie Xiao, seeing that he was in a bad mood, did not tell him in time about the tree demon causing trouble in the south of the city.

The next day, when he arrived, everyone in the village was dead, along with the demon hunters sent out by the Xuanling Sect.

The tree demons killed people and tried to escape, but demon hunters kept coming to stop them.

The leader of the tree demons transformed into a tall, middle-aged man.

"Your Highness, you're too late! Everyone's dead!"

Shen Yingsi gripped his sword, gazing at the corpses strewn across the ground: "In that case, today, none of you will live!"

Shen Yingsi looked up at the tree demon in front of him, brandished his sword, and charged forward!

Except for the leader, the other tree spirits in that group were not very powerful, but because there were many of them, it would still take a lot of effort to fight them.

To catch the thief, first catch the leader. Shen Yingsi used a formation to immobilize the leader and was about to stab him with his sword.

Suddenly, a demon beside him exhausted its demonic power and forcefully broke the sword in Shen Yingsi's hand into two pieces!

Shen Yingsi took a step back and looked to the side. It was a small demon with low cultivation. The attack just now had exhausted his cultivation and revealed his true form.

"Your Highness!"

Xie Xiao looked at Shen Yingsi, whose white clothes were already stained red, with some concern.

The great demon, immobilized by the formation, struggled desperately: "Don't kill him! Don't kill him! He's my child, and he hasn't harmed anyone yet! Please! Please! Kill me, kill me..."

Shen Yingsi wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, picked up the broken sword at his feet, and with a forceful movement, the blade cut his palm, and blood dripped onto the ground.

"If they're demons, they all deserve to die! They haven't killed anyone yet, but who can guarantee they won't harm anyone in the future?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the broken sword flew straight towards the little demon.

On this day, Shen Yingsi was in a bloodthirsty frenzy, and within half a day, all the tree demons had fallen.

The snow fell heavily in the capital, and soon the blood and corpses in the village were all covered by the white snow.

Xie Xiao arranged for the demon hunters who had come with them to deal with the corpses of the common people, and then walked behind Shen Yingsi.

Xie Xiao took out a white fox cloak from his Qiankun bag: "Your Highness, put this on quickly, we should go back."

The white cloak covered his bloodstains, but it couldn't hide his exhaustion.

Shen Yingsi felt powerless. He couldn't even save the guards around him, nor could he save the common people living under the emperor's nose, let alone the masses.

On his way back, he walked through the snow, the world a vast expanse of white, utterly serene.

As soon as they entered the city, Shen Yingsi suddenly stopped. Xie Xiao asked in confusion, "Your Highness, it's cold. Let's go back to the palace first."

Shen Yingsi glanced at the soldiers guarding the city wall, then turned and stepped onto the city gate.

When the soldiers on the city gate saw Shen Yingsi coming up, before they could even salute, Shen Yingsi waved his hand.

"Go and rest, I'll stay here and keep watch."

The soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment. Xie Xiao went up and shooed them away, saying, "Go down and warm yourself by the fire. Don't disturb His Highness."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Upon seeing this, the soldier saluted and withdrew.

After Xie Xiao saw everyone off, he turned around and heard Shen Yingsi say, "You should go back first too."

Xie Xiao looked around, pointed to himself, and asked, "Me?"

"Is there anyone else here?"

"Oh."

Seeing Shen Yingsi standing on the city wall, his back view cold and aloof, Xie Xiao sighed and walked away, turning back every few steps.

Shen Yingsi stood alone on the city wall, holding an umbrella. Outside the city was an endless expanse of flat snow. The snow was falling heavily, and the sky and the earth had merged into one.

Shen Yingsi wondered how many people would freeze to death this winter, and how many he could save. With the increasing number of demons in the world, could he really save them?

Shen Yingsi looked at the endless snowfield in front of him. On this white, paper-like land, a black dot seemed to suddenly appear—no, two.

As they approached, Shen Yingsi could roughly guess that it was a person and a dog.

They were so far apart, but the man's stumbling steps told Shen Yingsi that he had probably been walking for a long time and seemed to be running out of energy.

Shen Yingsi leaped down from the city wall, intending to use his sword, only to realize that his sword was broken.

Helpless, the little boy could only run on the snow. He ran forward with all his might, his black hair and clothes flying in the wind.

From afar, Shen Yingsi saw the man lying in the snow, and the dog barking helplessly.

Shen Yingsi stopped several dozen meters away, wondering if the man was already dead.

But suddenly the person moved again. What was he doing?

Suddenly, the man started taking food out of his clothes, and then he took off his cotton coat and draped it over the dog. After doing all this, he collapsed completely in the snow.

Shen Yingsi started running forward again, thinking how could there be such a person in the world, who couldn't even save himself, yet still clung to life to save a dog.

The dog saw him and started barking wildly at him. Shen Yingsi knelt in the snow and wrapped his cloak around the man.

The wind blew through the person's hair, and only then did Shen Yingsi realize that it seemed to be a little girl.

"Wake up, girl!"

Shen Yingsi tried to wake her up, but her eyelids twitched but she didn't open them for a long time.

Seeing that her lips moved, Shen Yingsi quickly leaned closer to listen.

Her voice was very soft and weak, but he still heard it.

She said, "It's so much warmer when I'm dead, that's good."

After saying that, the girl nestled motionless in his thick cloak, as if she had fainted.

Shen Yingsi smiled slightly. He hadn't been able to save the villagers of that village today, but he could save her now.

Shen Yingsi took out a life-extending pill from his spatial storage: "You won't die, don't worry."

Shen Yingsi carried the person on his back and walked forward step by step, with the dog wagging its tail behind him.

In the snow, a young boy carries a little girl who is determined to die on his back, with a somewhat silly-looking dog following beside them.

That day, Shen Yingsi took Wen Li to the relief center. After thinking for a moment, he took out some money from his spatial storage and put the hibiscus cakes he hadn't had time to eat into a bundle.

He stuffed his bundle into the blanket and put his cloak away, intending to leave, when the steward of the relief center asked, "Young master, if this young lady asks how I got here, what should I say?"

Seeing that the girl was sleeping peacefully, and then glancing at the dog sleeping by the bed, Shen Yingsi smiled and replied, "You could have said you were just passing by, but this dog insisted on stopping you from saving her. You had no choice but to bring her here, and it was this dog that saved her life."

After saying that, Shen Yingsi left.

This was just one person he saved; he has saved far too many people.

When Wen Li woke up, it was already early the next morning. There was a stove burning in the room, and the Second Master was still lying by her bedside.

How is she still alive?

Wen Li closed her eyes in despair, wondering how much more suffering she would endure in the future.

After a while, Wen Li got up and leaned against the headboard, only to find that she was still holding something in her arms. She took it out and found that it was a bundle.

The bundle was opened and inside were some money and a packet of hibiscus cake.

Wen Li was a little hungry, so she took out the hibiscus cake and took a bite. Sweet sauce flowed out from inside.

Perhaps Wen Li was too hungry, or perhaps the hibiscus cake was just too delicious. Wen Li's terrible mood finally improved a bit.

Damn! This pastry is so delicious! She's never had such delicious pastries since she was in the South China Sea!

In an instant, a wave of grievance welled up in her heart, and tears involuntarily streamed from the corners of her eyes. Wen Li continued to eat the pastries in small bites, afraid that they would be gone once she finished them.

She didn't want to die anymore. She hadn't enjoyed much happiness in her life yet, how could she just die like this?