Did Jia She successfully break into the arena today? [Red Chamber]

One sentence offended two.

Jia Zheng's face turned red with anger, he pointed at Wuming with a pen in his hand, regardless of his identity as a killer, and emphasized: "Don't count me in!"

"Jia Zheng, come on, bite him to death!" Jia She crawled out of his sleeping bag angrily, "My father is so old that he dares to give birth again, I'm..."

Wuming looked at the man with scarlet eyes, with haze, and felt a thud in his heart, always feeling that his life would be difficult in the future.After receiving this list of secrets from the Hou Men's compound, I have heard a lot about it—your mother is partial, your father is partial, and your whole family is partial.How could Duke Rong, who is in charge of the family, let this kind of family scandal spread.

Even if he is the number one killer, with outstanding martial arts talent, there are few opponents in the world, but just because there are few, it doesn't mean that there are none.There are still many older generations who are above him in the Jianghu, not to mention the imperial court, a martial arts exam every three years, and talents come forth in large numbers.Especially Jia Daishan, the legendary Shura god of war.

I can't fight tonight just by listening to the movement.

At first, he only heard 23 people, but to be precise, it should be the number of brothers Jia She who was ordered to guard, maybe he deliberately made some noise to let him understand that his order was really covered by lard. heart.

The others, on the other hand, suddenly left without hiding their whereabouts.

It is also really good at playing in the city.

Wuming was thinking about it, when he heard a powerful and majestic voice in his ears: "I'll kill Jia Zheng, and then I will kill myself!"

"Jia She, why are you dragging me to death?" Never expecting such a thing, Jia She dared to drag him with him, and couldn't help being angry, Jia Zheng was furious, "I owe you in my previous life? "

"That's right, you really owed me in your last life." Jia She clenched his teeth, "Jia Zheng, in this life you didn't pass the imperial examinations or become a court elder, and you let your brother and I have a good time, why don't you find a place to wipe your neck and hang yourself right now. I will raise Zhu'er well, and urge him to take the No. [-] Scholar exam and strive towards his goal of being a senior scholar."

Hearing this, Jia Zheng was so angry that he couldn't hold the pen in his hand, and looked at the person puzzled: "Jia Amnesty, are you really sick? Do you think you can’t pass the Chinese cabbage? Do you think it’s easy to pass the imperial examination?”

"According to your logic, do you think it's easier for me to inherit the title if you kill your brother?" Jia She's eyes were piercing, as if the icy icicles of winter were coming, making people feel a chill from the soles of their feet. He asked without emotion: "Now think about it, which one is easier?"

As he said that, Jia Amnesty raised his finger and pointed at Qian Spider Hand who had fainted from the anger.

Then he pointed to the No. [-] Killer of the Communist Party nestled beside him like a stone sculpture.

Finally, he raised his finger to Jia Zheng.

Jia Zheng subconsciously followed the movement of the person and turned his head around, seeing that although the person was standing, under the flickering dim lights, there was an inexplicable air of condescension, gritted his teeth, and squeezed the brush .Just as heaven and man are fighting each other, Jia Zheng was startled when he heard a roar in his ears - "Say", and blurted out: "The imperial examination is easy."

"Hey, I've made all the career plans for you. Take care of your goals!" Jia She heard and smiled, and in an instant, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, with a gentle breath, "Good night, sweet dreams."

"Repeat, my blessing, brother and friend, do you understand? My dear brother."

"Good... good... good dream, good night... good night." Jia Zheng stammered, watched the man fall asleep, opened the simple sleeping bag with trembling hands, and immediately closed his eyes.

"No name, turn off the lights."

Picking up a small stone, Wuming flew over the lantern with a snap of his fingers, and the light went out with a click.All of a sudden, the ruined temple fell into silence, only the cold moonlight shone down, with a bit of bleakness, which made people sigh at the moon for no reason—it’s better to hang the southeast branch yourself.

When the thought flashed by, Wuming's body froze, he closed his eyes silently to sleep, and repeated in his mind over and over - I am a killer, not a poet.

The next day, without Jia She's opening his mouth, Wuming already understood the truth that a dead fellow is not a poor person, so he tapped Qian Zhu's hand and threw it into the carriage for Jia She's persuasive persuasion, while he drove the carriage outside, listening to a story .

Jia Amnesty was quite satisfied with this, and continued to tell the story of "Wulin Biography".

As a promising young man who has experienced modern high-tech training, without WiFi, mobile phones, tablets, planes, high-speed trains, or even buses, talking and laughing together is the best way to kill time There is a way.

Thousand Spider Hands: "..."

Apart from bemoaning his fame, Qian Spiderhand found that he couldn't have a normal conversation with Jia She.It's not like other decent people who want to persuade and reason with people patiently. Of course, there are also some who are both soft and hard.But Jia Amnesty simply treated him as air, and only cared about making fun of himself.

Say happy and sing a song.

It's still that incomparably magical string of words.

"It's better to lie down and have extra meals if you don't meet each other in life," Jia She groaned, turned his head to look at Jia Zheng who was busy recording, and heyed twice, "Do you know if daddy knows, and the second child is studying. I sang ten times." It’s been over and over again, you haven’t sorted out the poems clearly.”

Jia Zheng gritted his teeth, "Just wait, I will definitely figure it out."

"Most definitely!"

"I'll wait!" Looking at Jia Zheng, who turned his head and left the back of his head for him, Jia She threw himself forward, "Your hair is nice, I'll ask you to cook more sesame seeds for you to eat. Let's go to school, so we shouldn't be bald. Tanhualang To be handsome, handsome, not bald."

"Shut up!" Jia Zheng was furious.

"Okay, okay." Jia Amnesty nodded like pounding garlic, took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, took out the script book, and opened it, looking like he was enjoying reading it, but inside he was tossing about the law education system, asking for a supplement to the martial arts drama.

[Can you read my original name—the legal system three times more? 】The legal education system feels inexplicably that he has learned the emotions that his father, the programmer, didn't install for him-anger, roar, depression and resentment. He knows it at this moment.

He is already a refined intelligent system.

[Watching a TV series, three points, remember to repay the loan on the [-]th of every month, otherwise you will be struck by thunder. 】

[How dare you call this broken system smart?Can't it be like studying banking? 】Jia Amnesty is extremely disgusted, 【I always use my parents' secondary cards.You are behind, understand? 】

[Boss, you old gnawing, the boundary walls of the two small worlds have been gnawed through. 】

[I didn't eat your points. 】

Talking, Jia Amnesty looked at the pitiful -6 points in his account, his mouth was flat, and his eyes scratched the thousand spider's hand on the opposite side.

Let people get ten points by fighting the law.

But now the progress bar is -50%.

I don't know how to calculate it, how could such a lovely person like him make people develop in the direction of blackening?

It's not as good as the killer nameless!

It's even 10% progress.

Jia She was full of complaints, took the loan points, carefully selected and selected, and finally chose an old childhood drama - "Heavenly Sword and Heroes".

The reason is very simple, there is also a blood moon god sect among the forces in the world.The clamoring slogans are exactly the same - the blood moon seduces the soul, and those who violate it will die.

Even in this era, the leader of the Blood Moon God Sect is not blind.She loves to wear bright red wedding gowns, and her main business is said to take in men and women who have suffered emotional injuries, and then the whole family of those who betray their hearts with blood.It is said that the sideline business is even more awesome. It is the same as King Abeluo, who wants to dominate the world!

In addition to fighting with the Sun Moon Villa and other martial arts righteous parties for more than ten years, he even dared to help the third prince enter the palace to assassinate the emperor.

He has revenge for killing his father with Jia She!

That's why he didn't care about the New Year's Eve in less than two months, and came out to roam the rivers and lakes.

Be sure to use Jia Amnesty's butterfly wings to rebel a year after the butterfly falls.

Jia She's abacus was crackling, and then he watched the drama happily.

Looking at the storybook, his expression changed a lot, as if following the characters in the storybook in joy, anger, sorrow and joy, Qian Spider's eyes turned and turned, and finally sighed, holding back his desire to drug.Who doesn't have something at the bottom of the box when walking in the rivers and lakes?But even though his teeth were itching with hatred, when Jia She was quiet, he was quite... very quiet, a real son raised by a noble family, his eyes were full of innocence and carefree.

Many years later, looking back on today, Qian Zhushou silently watched the grilled chicken shop hanging high on the plaque, crying against the wind.

Now, Qian Spider Hand comforts himself silently and treats himself as a tourist.The cost of food and drink along the way is all high-quality.Not to mention, just this tea, a tribute he has never drunk before.

It's worth it once.

Just think of a way to slip away at that time.

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After a day's driving, Wuming followed Jia She's instructions at dusk, don't save money, go to the city to find an inn, and stay in a luxurious inn.

As soon as he entered, Jia Amnesty waved his hands boldly: "Xiaoer, I'll give you a copy of everything from your signature."

"Guest..." Xiao Er, who hadn't even spoken an official word yet, heard a golden light in his eyes, and hurriedly bowed his waist to lead Jia She into the room.

"Second, have you ever eaten in the lobby?" Jia Amnesty greeted the lively scene in the room, "It is said that eating in the lobby is fun, and maybe you can hear all kinds of gossip."

Jia Zheng sneered and lowered his voice, "Need I remind you? You haven't left Zhili yet, and it's all within the garrison range of the capital. The commanders-in-chief of all states and counties are arranged by my father. And the boss of the capital, you One face, one hand."

Jia Zheng said blankly, "Don't lose face to my Jia family."

"Of course not." Jia Amnesty replied firmly, and sat in the middle seat of the lobby, letting Wu Ming listen to all directions and gather some rumors and gossip.

nameless:"…………"

But before Wuming could open his mouth, there was a mysterious discussion at the next table—

"Have you heard? Just last night, the Jade Emperor Pavilion in Haicheng was wiped out by killers, and even the Asura God of War was alarmed!"

"Jade Emperor Pavilion? Isn't it a group of Taoist priests? Who dares to put a knife on the head of the Jade Emperor without fear of retribution?"

"Who knows? But if you mess with General Jia, it won't end well."

"Who said it wasn't! Hey, have you heard that his two sons are going to enter the rivers and lakes, good guy, it's 12 taels!"

"........."

Jia Amnesty and Jia Zheng looked at Wuming together, with strong dislike—fortunately, they were so happy that their father came over last night!It's not in the same direction at all.

Nameless ate with his head down.

Qian Zhushou looked at the two brothers, especially Jia Amnesty with his ears pricked up, gossiping intently, didn't even take a few bites of the food served, and frowned while clutching his stomach, "Oh, this man has three urgencies, little boss Is it okay for you to come out?"

"That's not nonsense, I'm not kidnapping you." Jia Amnesty waved his hand, "Don't bother me to listen to gossip."

Wuming thought about the white flowers, turned his head to look at Qianspider's steady footsteps, and reminded: "Escape."

"Let him go!" Jia Amnesty didn't care, and lowered his head to peel the shrimp: "I have never missed a head locked by me." I am a kryptonite player.

"That's right, since I was a child, there was nothing you couldn't want." Jia Zheng said sourly, "It's just relying on my father..."

Jia Zheng's words stopped abruptly, he stared round and saw a group of people entering, subconsciously grabbed Jia Amnesty, and hid under the dining table.

Jia Amnesty was caught off guard, and was pulled for no reason, "What are you doing? My shrimp!"

"Shut up, Cao Cao." Jia Zheng said, tremblingly pointing to the door.

Hearing this, Jia She was puzzled, raised his eyes, flinched for a moment, followed by pulling Jia Zheng, and buried his head lower: "Stupid, throw a pair of chopsticks and pick them up slowly."

At the same time, Jia She heard a sentence, [Congratulations to the host, the first phase of the unknown killer's persuasion task has been completed, and now 44 task points are awarded, please continue to work hard. 】

【What? 】

【Host, you are the most talented person I have ever seen. 】

Following the system's envious words, Jia She raised his gaze slightly, gritted his teeth as he looked at someone who was watching them off to the box.

The current expression of the legendary gangster killer can be described in one sentence - Oops, this heart-pounding feeling.