Eight Hundred and Forty-Four: So What if I Kill You? (11)

Jiang Pengji completely denied it.

"That's not what I mean...You Mo is a person like Qingfengliangyue, ordinary evildoers can't get close...I'm just worried that there are evildoers lurking around you, you'd better be careful." Jiang Pengji looked from Cheng Jing's right hand Floating, meaningful.

Cheng Jing noticed this detail, and his complexion suddenly changed, his already lacking blood color revealed a bit of blue.

There was no one around, Cheng Jing walked beside Jiang Pengji, the distance between the two was only one step.

"Zhou Mu also believes in the theory of evil spirits?" Cheng Jing asked tentatively.

Jiang Pengji said, "The world is vast and full of wonders, maybe there are evil spirits. But I have always firmly believed that evil spirits are afraid of people."

Cheng Jing said "Oh" in surprise.

He felt fresh, never heard such a point of view.

Since ancient times, only people are afraid of evil spirits, why are evil spirits afraid of people?

Jiang Pengji continued, "The theory of evil spirits has a long history. But the strange thing is that the rumors about evil spirits have been speculative so far, and there has never been convincing conclusion or evidence. I think that if evil spirits are really as powerful as people say , Why do you dare not stand out after hiding from people? It can be seen that evil spirits are afraid of people, so they hide and hide, like gutter mice, who cannot see the light."

Cheng Jing smiled and said, "Zhou Mu's remarks are novel."

"The monsters in the world are not scary, but the human heart is scary. The evil of the human heart may not be able to be saved by the Buddhas in the sky."

Jiang Pengji meant something. Although Cheng Jing didn't express his opinion, judging from his expression, he also agreed with this point of view.

At this time, Cheng Jing stretched out his right hand from his long sleeve, revealing the palm wrapped in white cloth.

Judging from the outline of the thin knuckles, Cheng Jing's hands are very beautiful, and they are indeed hands that can splash ink and paint.

He asked, "From Yizhou Mu's point of view, is the 'yaoxie' that Mr. Wei Ci said is a human or a demon?"

Jiang Pengji said, "It's really hard to say, it depends on what Youmo thinks."

Cheng Jing responded silently, frowning with a bit of worry.

He felt that his behavior became more and more abnormal as time passed, and his memory was seriously confused.

Although it doesn't affect the business, judging from Yuan Chong's reaction, his temperament has changed a lot.

He wanted to kill the "monster" lurking beside him countless times, but when he thought of the other party's weird supernatural powers, he could only hold back.

"Jing thought it should be a demon." Cheng Jing thought for a while, and he asked, "Does Mr. Wei Ci know how to get rid of demons?"

Jiang Pengji laughed and said, "Zixiao's three-legged cat's kung fu is too small to feed a demon. It's the wrong person to ask him."

Cheng Jing: "..."

Such a lord who mocks his subordinates behind his back... I really don't know how Wei Ci and others endured it.

Take jujube pills!

Jiang Pengji said again, "However, if You Mo wants to know how to get rid of demons, you can ask me."

Cheng Jing looked suspicious, and then thought of something, his face changed subtly.

He remembered... the feat of the man in front of him!

At the time of King Qin, Cheng Jing was not qualified to go to the court with Huang Song. According to Huang Song's description afterwards, the Maruzhou pastor in front of him could tear up something suspected of a monster by himself! So tyrannical, no wonder she said she is not afraid of evil spirits!

Cheng Jing's heart was alive, a little excited and a little hesitant.

"I don't know what good strategy the state shepherd has?"

Asking this question, Cheng Jing's expression froze slightly.

This question should be asked by the emperor to his subordinates. As a counselor, he didn't think of a good strategy, but instead asked Jiang Pengji, which was really shameful.

But the words had already been spoken, so he could only bite the bullet and wait for the answer.

Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "Does it need to be said? Naturally, we should lure the other party out and kill him on the spot!"

Cheng Jing frowned, looking at Jiang Pengji hesitantly.

"Zhou Mu is serious?"

"There is no falsehood!"

Thinking of Jiang Pengji's feat, Cheng Jing's wavering heart gradually settled down.

Maybe... give it a try!

The banquet started in the evening, Cheng Jing first went back to the place where he was staying, took a shower and changed clothes.

Just after tidying up, he found that there was an extra breath in the room, and there was a faint fragrance of powder in the air.

He came from a noble family, and incense is an elegant thing, so he has a lot of research on spices and is quite sensitive.

I really don't know how that monster can always appear beside him without anyone noticing.

After doing some psychological preparation, Cheng Jing calmly walked in front of the person, took his scribe's sword and hung it on his waist.

The visitor said to him in an orderly tone, "You will bring me to the banquet later."

Cheng Jing nodded in response, and he didn't show a trace of surprise, as if it was a normal scene for the other party to appear out of thin air.

"I saw Liu Xi today. How is her condition? Is there anything unusual?"

The person who came spoke was quite rude, as if he really regarded Cheng Jing as his confidant, and sat at the head as if no one else was there.

Cheng Jing closed his lower eyelids and sat upright on his lower right head.

He was about to speak when his eyes fell on his right hand, and he suddenly thought of something, and his heart trembled.

Cheng Jing said, "There is nothing strange about Liuzhou Mu, the only strange thing... Her right hand seems to be injured."

He remembered that Jiang Pengji was the same as him, her right hand was wrapped in white cloth.

But he was so distracted at the time that he forgot to ask.

Thinking about it now, Cheng Jing felt a little shuddering.

Could it be that the monster in front of him not only wants to control him, but also wants to control Liuzhou Mu?

"Right hand?" The visitor's eyes lit up, and his whole face became brighter, "What does her right hand look like?"

Cheng Jing said, "Liuzhou Mu's right hand is wrapped in a white cloth, which is a bit bloated."

After the visitor listened, he showed a satisfied smile.

At the beginning, she hit the [Ninth Grade Loyalty Talisman] on Jiang Pengji's right hand, in other words, the curse seal was on her right hand.

Jiang Pengji is still wrapping her right hand, it can be seen that the curse seal has been lurking on her body for a long time.

As long as I activate the curse seal in front of Jiang Pengji, the other party will become her most obedient puppet.

Thinking of this, she was looking forward to today's banquet.

Salted fish will turn around tonight!

Cheng Jing secretly put his hand on the hilt of his sword, took a deep breath, and got on the carriage calmly.

The wheels rolled forward leisurely, heading for the county government.

That person was sitting in the same carriage as Cheng Jing, and she stretched her legs indecently, leaning crookedly, taking up two-thirds of the carriage space by herself. Seeing such an unscrupulous appearance, Cheng Jing was furious, but he could only pretend not to see it.

When he was about to arrive at the destination, the man gave orders to Cheng Jing, "When the banquet is over, you can find any excuse to lure Liu Xi out and tell her to come see me. If Liu Xi wants to kill me, you must stand in the way." In front of me, do you understand?"

The curse seal has not been activated, and Liu Xi is still the evil god.

She needs someone to back her up and buy her time!

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