Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 131 Pancake Fruit (5)

  Wen Mingtang clenched the soft sword in his hand, looked at Jing An in front of him: "From what you said, it seems that you have been hurt by someone, but what happened before?"

   Jing An glanced at her, brushed her broken hair, disapprovingly: "Who can hurt me?"

   "Then why do you..." The girl seemed very puzzled.

  Jingan sneered, and looked at Wen Mingtang: "Little girl is not old, but her heart is not small. Can you play tricks on me?"

   She spoke, rubbing the dagger in her hand, and said: "Don't think about it!" She said, "I think it's great to kill these useless stinky men!"

  Wen Mingtang looked at Jing An in front of him, but still asked seriously: "Is it because you saw the scene when your mother poisoned your father with your own eyes, so you imitated your mother's murder?"

  Although she said that she didn't want to talk nonsense with her, Wen Mingtang's words probably touched her heart, so Jing An said a few more words: "Who's going to learn from that stupid woman?"

  Wen Mingtang looked at the disdainful sneer on her face, frowned, thought for a while, and asked her tentatively: "You...don't like your mother?"

its not right! If Jing An imitated Miss Rouge to kill people, then she would like her mother in her bones. Because he likes his mother, he turns to hate his father, and kills people who are similar to the scholar.

  But Jing An's disdainful and sneering expression when she mentioned Rouge just now, really doesn't look like a child who likes her mother.

  Wen Mingtang didn't quite understand Lin Fei's way of investigating cases, but instinctively felt that something was wrong with Jing'an's expression.

  Jing An glanced at Wen Mingtang, as if seeing through something, and suddenly smiled: "Why do you like her?"

   "Why?" The girl asked seriously, "Did your mother treat you badly?"

  Seeing the slight trembling movement of the little girl holding the soft sword, the smile on Jing An's face deepened. She raised her hand casually, looked at her gorgeously dyed Dan Kou, and said, "It's okay!"

  The girl asked again: "What about your father? How does your father treat you?"

   "The scholar is busy flirting with women everywhere, so where does he have the time to care about me?" Jing An said.

   "So you hated your father and killed those scholars?" Wen Mingtang asked.

"I hate it, it's not really a thing! I never expected him to treat me well!" Jing'an said, "Because I don't expect it, I don't hate it. It's my mother who is stupid, misses him, and hopes that he will have it." After her, don't go out to have **** again."

   Judging from the scholar's behavior, this is obviously impossible.

   "If you want me to say, it's better to die if you live disobediently," Jing'an said, "She was wrong from the very beginning, thinking that being gentle and petty would bring him pity and fame..."

  Wen Mingtang noticed that Jing An paused when he mentioned the word "name", but when he wanted to hear the words behind the "name" clearly, Jing An didn't continue, and instead said: "How obedient you are when you die, you are very obedient!"

Wen Mingtang looked at the indifferent expression on Jing An's face, and fell silent again. After a long pause, she said again: "There is another question, where did you learn your kung fu? That Jinghui doesn't know it, Rouge Ladies and scholars have never heard of such kung fu."

  Jing An, who had been looking at her hands casually, didn't until now the smile on her face faded a little, and said lightly: "Taught by a stinky bald donkey."

"He said that I was very hostile, and told me to practice Buddhism, cultivate my mind, and meditate." When Jing'an said this, as if she was saying something that couldn't be more funny, she chuckled, "I said that my talent is not good, he If you don’t believe in evil, let me practice.”

"I also said that I hated these scholars because of those past events, maybe because I am a weak woman and I am afraid of being bullied by men." Jing'an couldn't help laughing when she said this, "So, he taught me some things. Martial arts are used to protect oneself."

  Wen Mingtang looked at the sneering Jing An, lowered his eyes and said silently: "He intended for you to protect yourself, but you used it to kill?"

   "Yes!" Jing An rubbed the dagger in his hand, looked at Wen Mingtang in front of him, and said, "You don't know, when a person has the ability to kill people at any time, it feels really wonderful!"

   "The bald donkey has never done anything good in his life. He is very talkative, and he always likes to control and restrain me." Jing'an said, "Finally, when he dies, I will be free."

  So... It seems that after the death of the master, Jing An started killing people.

  Wen Mingtang lowered his eyelids, paused, and said again: "You..."

   This time, she only said a word before being interrupted by Jing An. She raised her head and looked at Wen Mingtang: "Little girl is very thoughtful, thinking that if you ask me a few more words, you can drag me over with a word dragging formula?"

  Wen Mingtang clenched the soft sword in his hand, and the trembling appearance of holding the soft sword greatly pleased Jing An.

After turning the dagger in her hand around, Jing An licked her lips, and said, "It's only now that I realize that I was a little dazed. Before those scholars were killed, they would only use one set of principles to say that I begged Me, killing these people is not as interesting as killing a little girl who can fight back?"

  As if the resistance of the prey would arouse the interest of the hunter, Jing An nodded and said: "You don't have to choose a scholar! You can choose anyone!"

   Although it was unreasonable to kill the scholar, Jing An still had her own thoughts, but now Jing An obviously has other thoughts because of Wen Mingtang's actions.

  If this person tells her to run away, how many people will be killed by her in the future!

  Wen Mingtang lowered his eyelids, put the soft sword in his hand across his chest, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes were amazingly bright: "I just made the right move, I'm not sure yet."

"But what you said earlier made me sure of one thing. You are not a master of kung fu!" Wen Mingtang flicked the soft sword in his hand and smiled, "There is a sentence you said That's right! Even a little girl can deceive people!"

  …

  …

  Liang Hongjin, who was carrying a basket of lotus roots, was blocked by several Ganzhiwei men.

"Liang female general, come and practice, come and practice!" Several men patted their chests and said, "Liang female general won by a narrow margin in the past few months. In the past few months, I will practice hard day and night, and I think I can beat Liang female general. Come and try!"

   One party was very interested, but Liang Hongjin was not interested. She waved her hand impatiently and said, "Go! Go! Go! I'm going to send the lotus root to Xiao Mingtang and ask her to make me lotus root powder!"

  The few men who blocked people didn't bother to care about "Xiao Mingtang" and "Oufen", and blocked Liang Hongjin's way with their arms outstretched.

  One of them couldn't bear it anymore, so he just swung his fist directly, and shouted: "Look at the trick!"

  Punching without saying hello? Liang Hongjin was annoyed by being blocked, so she didn't dodge any more. She stretched out her hand and firmly wrapped her fist around his outstretched fist: "Just look!"

  The moment a palm wrapped around his fist, a horizontal kick swept past him, and the tall man flew out with a scream.

Putting the person down with one palm and one kick, Liang Hongjin clapped his hands and said impatiently, seeing the men who suddenly moved away from him, "I didn't want to talk about it. Xiao Mingtang said that no matter who you fight with, you must first Hidden three points of strength, so first I let you!"

   After saying that, she raised her finger to the man who fell on the ground, Liang Hongjin said, "Let's practice again!" Then, she left with the basket of lotus roots on her shoulders.

   "At first, I just hid my hand. I really thought that my mother just narrowly beat you!"

  (end of this chapter)