Two Hundred and Sixteenth: Bandits, or Kill, or Capture (6)

"Astrology? What's so good about the stars in the sky... Then, what did you see?"

Astrology and divination, in her opinion, these are nonsense.

Isn't it funny to talk about gods and ghosts with a person who has fought in the interstellar world and fled around several planets?

Xu Ke didn't know what Jiang Pengji was thinking, and said honestly, "Ke is not good at astrology, he can only see that Ziwei Xing is different."

Unlike other aristocratic families, he has a lot of educational resources. He can't even read books, let alone invite famous teachers to teach him.

It can be said that during the more than a month in Liu's mansion, he has read dozens of times, hundreds of times more books than before!

How can a poor family's accumulation of heritage be compared to that of a poor family?

Today's Xu Ke is not even considered a poor student, at best he can only be regarded as a pariah who has been charged with crimes and lives in a humble family.

"Ziwei Xing is different? How do you say this?"

Jiang Pengji looked up at the stars in the starry sky, but for most of the day she couldn't see anything.

Xu Ke hugged his knees, raised his finger to point to the very bright star in the sky, and said, "Mr. Lang, look, that is the Ziwei star. The color flickers on and off, and there is a strange star flickering around it, which is a disaster star. This means that there is a hidden danger lurking around Ziwei Emperor Star."

Jiang Pengji sneered, and said, "It's just a few stars, what corresponds to Tianming Life, it's nonsense."

Xu Ke was taken aback for a moment, why didn't these words follow the routine?

He turned his head slightly in astonishment, but saw Lang Jun sitting next to him with his knees hugged.

Her profile was blurred by the night, but the light in her eyes was particularly bright in the dark.

Jiang Pengji said in a gentle voice, "Astrology, in my opinion, there is no basis for it. Those shining are all celestial bodies, or the sun that is very far away from us. It seems to be far away, but the future is hard to say... you say Ziweixing means emperor, but now the world is divided into five kingdoms, and there are five emperors in total, Xiaoyu, who do you think Ziweixing represents in your mouth?"

Xu Ke was stopped by her question, and he thought for a while, "Ke doesn't know why Mr. Wang thinks so, but the theory of astrology may not be nonsense. A layman watches the excitement, an expert looks at the way. As for Ziweixing... in Ke It seems that there is only one person, and the rest are false emperors!"

Jiang Pengji listened very seriously, so seriously that Xu Ke thought she was convinced by him.

But she didn't want to, she burst out laughing, with a pained expression on her face.

"Xiaoyu, I found out for the first time that you are cute."

Jiang Pengji laughed for a long time, causing Xu Ke to feel ashamed and annoyed.

He secretly gritted his teeth, suppressed his temper, and asked, "Your Majesty, are you... playing tricks on Ke again?"

"No, no... never meant that."

Jiang Pengji said this, but still with a smile, not convincing.

When she had laughed enough, she said again, "Emperor, never a star can decide, and so is fate!"

She believed that the old monk Chen could see the purple aura of the emperor, but she didn't believe that the purple aura could prove anything.

Even Monk Liaochen said it himself, Ziqi can't guarantee that she will win the Ninth Five-Year Plan in the future.

After all,

These things are all imaginary.

After a while, Jiang Pengji said, "Xiaoyu, is it difficult for poor people to study?"

Xu Ke couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Mr. Lang asked this question, didn't he ask it knowingly?"

But Jiang Pengji said, "Perhaps, in ten or twenty to thirty years, everyone will be able to afford it. That's not the privilege of a small number of people."

He didn't expect that what she was going to say was this, and he almost didn't realize it for a while.

Some yearn for authenticity, "If this is the case, it will definitely be the peaceful and prosperous world that everyone yearns for."

: I already had a hunch that the live broadcast room of the anchor will be played for a long time, maybe for a lifetime. I am a person without perseverance, maybe I gave up after chasing for a month or two, but now I feel that I will stick to it forever, maybe it will be a lifetime. Not for anything else, just for the anchor's sentence "Anyone can afford to read", I also want to see such a peaceful and prosperous world.

: This once again proves that this live broadcast room is full of positive energy, even though the host is a man with no integrity.

: x-on:老车联萌, Diaomin, this is Ben's confession to the host!

:Hello! Yaoyao zero? Here is a group of unscrupulous people who want to compete with Ben Gong for favor, and reward each of them with their own popularity!

"There will be, there will be everything." Jiang Pengji looked at the sky and calculated the time, "However, the road has to be walked step by step, and if you walk too far, you will easily get hurt, and you won't be fat if you eat a bite. Complete this kind of pride Before the big dream of ambition, kill the bandit village first."

Xu Ke made a confused face: "..."

: I feel sorry for Xu Ke's boy every day.

: Distressed 1, I always feel that the anchor likes to talk about young Xu Ke's blood boiling, or when tears are about to fill his eyes, suddenly a word that spoils the scenery and destroys the atmosphere. Simply put, normal people will also be made embarrassing cancer.

: I believe that this is the anchor's bad taste for Xu Ke's youthful love.

I don't know if it's love, but it's true that the bad taste has disappeared.

"Here, put on, don't catch a cold."

Jiang Pengji casually threw the cold cloak prepared by the maid to Xu Ke and asked him to put it on.

Today's weather has warmed up quite a bit, and many people have already put on spring shirts, the materials of which are thin, and Xu Ke is no exception.

However, he still underestimated the temperature in the deep mountains and old forests. There was still humidity in the air, and it was actually a bit cold to the bone.

Holding the cloak, Xu Ke hesitated for a long time before putting it on himself. The lining of this cloak is made of rabbit fur. It is not thick, but it is very warm. It immediately separates him from the damp and cold outside. Now, the thighs and arms don't have to shiver secretly from the cold.

"Isn't Mr. Lang afraid of the cold?" Xu Ke asked.

Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "It's only this little temperature, why is it cold? I'm not a delicate little boy who is afraid of the cold."

Xu Ke lowered his head to look at himself, who was tightly wrapped, and then at the handsome man in neat attire, and was suspiciously silent.

"Stop talking, the time has come."

As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Hun had secretly commanded a group of troops to hide in the shadows, leaning over and approaching the gate of the village.

The corporal leader of this corps is Nongqin.

Jiang Pengji held a crossbow in one hand and opened the string with the other, revealing some snow-white wrists, which looked especially translucent and delicate under the icy moonlight.

She easily mounted the arrow and aimed at the watchtower nearly 300 meters away.

call out--

The arrow shot out, and there was a slight sound of piercing through the air. She calmly and calmly took the second arrow, which was also neat.

One before the other, the time gap is only one second.

The young men of the two watchtowers all died with an arrow piercing through their hearts, half of their bodies resting on the horizontal bar, blood gurgling.

At the same moment, the team led by Nongqin also started at the same time.

Two breaths later, there were three dead bodies lying at Nongqin's feet.

She smiled shyly at Wu Yuan.

She didn't want to kill people either, but she practiced assassination skills, and she broke a person's neck in a flash.

Wu Yuan: "..." (To be continued.)