Chapter 131 Pancake Fruit (5)
Wen Mingtang clenched the soft sword in his hand and looked at Jing'an in front of him: "From your words, it seems that you have been hurt by someone, but what happened before?"
Jing'an glanced at her, brushed her hair, and said disapprovingly: "Who can hurt me?"
"Then why did you..." The girl seemed very puzzled.
Jing'an sneered and looked at Wen Mingtang: "The little girl is not old, but she is very smart. Are you trying to trick me?"
As she spoke, she rubbed the dagger in her hand and said, "Don't think about it anymore!" She said, "Just kill these useless stinky men. I feel great!"
Wen Mingtang looked at Jing'an in front of him, but still asked seriously: "Is it because you saw your mother poisoning your father with your own eyes, so you imitated your mother's killing?"
Although he said that he didn't want to talk nonsense with her, Wen Mingtang's words probably meant that he was asking her questions, so Jing'an said a few more words: "Who should imitate 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 imitates Lady Rouge and kills people, then he must really like Lady Rouge as his mother. Because he liked his mother, he hated his father, so he started to kill people who had the same zodiac sign as the scholar.
But just now, Jing'an's expression of disdain and sneer when he mentioned Madam Rouge was really not like a child who likes his mother.
Wen Mingtang didn't quite understand Lin Fei's method of investigating cases, but he instinctively felt that something was wrong with Jing'an's expression.
Jing'an glanced at Wen Mingtang, as if she had seen through something, and suddenly smiled: "What do you like about her?"
"Why?" the girl asked seriously, "Is your mother treating you badly?"
Seeing the little girl trembling slightly while holding the soft sword, the smile on Jing'an's face deepened. She raised her hand casually, looked at her brightly dyed Dankou, and said, "It's not bad!"
The girl asked again: "What about your father? How does your father treat you?"
"The scholar is busy flirting with women everywhere, so how can he have time to care about me?" Jing'an said.
"So you hated your father and killed those scholars?" Wen Mingtang asked.
"Hate, it doesn't count! I never expected him to treat me well!" Jing'an said, "Because I don't expect it, I don't hate it either. It's my silly mother who misses him with all her heart and hopes that he will have a baby. After her, don’t go out to have sex again.”
Judging from the scholar's actions, this is obviously impossible.
"If you ask me, if you are alive and disobedient, it would be better to be dead," Jing'an said. "She was wrong from the beginning. She thought that being gentle and petty could earn his pity and fame..."
Wen Mingtang noticed that Jing'an paused when he mentioned the word "name". When he wanted to hear the words behind "name" clearly, Jing'an stopped talking and said instead: "You are so good and obedient when you die!"
Wen Mingtang looked at the careless look on Jing'an's face and fell silent again. After a long pause, she spoke again: "There is another question, where did you learn this Kung Fu? That Jinghui doesn't know it, Yanzhi Neither ladies nor scholars have ever heard of anyone knowing these skills."
Jing'an, who had been looking at his hands casually, only then did the smile on his face fade a little, and he said lightly: "Taught by a stinky bald donkey."
"He said that I was very angry and told me to practice Buddhism well, cultivate my mind, and meditate." Jing'an said this, as if he was saying something that couldn't be more funny, and chuckled, "I said I don't have the talent, he If you don’t believe in evil, let me practice.”
"They also said that I hate these scholars because of those things in the past. Maybe it's because I am a weak woman and am afraid of being bullied by men." Jing'an couldn't help but sneer when he said this, "So, he taught me some Martial arts are for self-protection.”
Wen Mingtang looked at Jing'an who was sneering, lowered his eyes and said silently: "He originally intended for you to protect yourself, but you ended up using it to kill people?"
"Yes!" Jing'an rubbed the dagger in her hand, looked at Wen Mingtang in front of her, and said, "You don't know, when a person has the ability to kill others at any time, it feels really wonderful!"
"Bald Donkey has never done anything good in his life. He is very nagging, and he always likes to control and restrain me." Jing'an said, "Finally, when he dies, I will be free."
So...it seems that Jing'an started killing people after that master died.
Wen Mingtang lowered his eyelids, paused, and spoke again: "You..."
This time, she only said one word before she was interrupted by Jing'an. She raised her head and looked at Wen Mingtang: "The little girl is very thoughtful. Do you think you can drag me through by asking me a few more words?"
Wen Mingtang clenched the soft sword in his hand. The sight of him trembling while holding the soft sword greatly pleased Jing'an.
After twirling the dagger in his hand, Jing'an licked his lips and said, "It's only now that I realized that I was a little dazed. Before those scholars were killed, they would only use great principles to plead with me one after another. For me, killing these people is not as interesting as killing a little girl who can fight back?"
Just as the prey's resistance will arouse the hunter's interest, 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 his own thoughts, but now Jing'an obviously had other ideas because of Wen Mingtang's actions.
If this person tells her to run away, who knows how many more people will be murdered by her in the future!
Wen Mingtang lowered his eyelids and held the soft sword in his hand across his chest. When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were astonishingly 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 in Kung Fu!" When Wen Mingtang said this, he flicked the soft sword in his hand and smiled, "There is something you said. That's right! Even a little girl can lie!"
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Liang Hongjin, who was carrying a basket of lotus roots, was blocked by several men from the Ganzhi Guard.
"Nv General Liang, come and practice, come and practice!" Several men patted their chests and said, "In the past few months, Nv General Liang narrowly defeated us. In the past few months, I have been training day and night. I think I can beat Nv General Liang. Come and try it!”
One party was very interested, but Liang Hongjin was not. She waved her hand impatiently and said: "Let's go! Let's go! Let's go! I want to send the lotus roots to Xiao Mingtang and ask her to make lotus root powder for me!"
The few blocking men didn't bother to care about "Xiao Mingtang" and "Lotus Root Star", and opened their arms reluctantly to block Liang Hongjin's way.
One of them couldn't help it anymore, so he punched him directly and shouted: "Watch the move!"
Just punching without saying hello? Liang Hongjin was tired of being stopped, so she no longer avoided it. She stretched out her hand, opened her palm and firmly wrapped it around his outstretched fist: "Just watch!"
The moment a palm wrapped around his fist, a horizontal kick swept over him, and the tall man screamed and flew out.
He directly knocked the person down with one palm and one kick. Looking at the men who suddenly moved away from him, Liang Hongjin clapped his hands and said impatiently: "I didn't want to say it. Xiao Mingtang said that no matter who you fight with, you must first Hidden three parts of your strength, so I gave in to you first!"
After saying that, she raised her hand and pointed at the man lying on the ground. Liang Hongjin said, "Let's practice some more!" Then she left with the basket of lotus roots.
"I just hid my skills at first. I really thought I just narrowly defeated you!"