"I'm sorry, Ji can't help."

As soon as Ji Ning's words fell, Nalan Chuixue immediately asked in a stiff tone: "You didn't think about it at all, how do you know that there is no way?!" Didn't you say that you called a thousand people to be beheaded? Aren't there many ways to kill people? You must have a way! You're so treacherous, uh, you're so resourceful! ”

It's a pity that Ji Ning just looked at her indifferently and shook his head slowly.

Seeing this, Nalan Fuxue couldn't help but raise a nameless fire in his chest, and said, "It's just to let you use your brain, and I don't want you to do anything, why don't you want to?" I'm not letting you use your brain for nothing, didn't I promise you a condition?! ”

Ji Ning didn't argue with Nalan Blowing Snow, stood up, and gestured to the window to please: "Ji is going to rest, Miss Nalan, please." ”

"Ji Ning, what conditions do you need to agree?!" Nalan Blowing Snow stood up, her beautiful eyes looked at Ji Ning with a slight burst of fire, and asked through gritted teeth, "You say it, as long as I can do it, Nalan Blowing Snow will definitely do it!" ”

Ji Ning was unmoved and said in a flat tone: "Ji really can't help it." ”

"You, you ......" Nalan Fuxue's chest rose and fell in anger, she pulled down her face and begged him, and promised him a condition, he dared to refuse!

Ji Ning ignored Nalan Blowing Snow's annoyance, and stood up straight, with a normal expression.

After a stalemate, Nalan Chuixue barely suppressed his anger, and said in a slow tone: "Ji Ning, I know you must have a way." Tell me your conditions, and I, Nalan Blowing Snow, will definitely be able to do it! ”

"Ji really can't ...... love," Ji Ning said repeatedly.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of "Zheng" drawing his sword, and seeing that Nalan couldn't suppress his anger when he blew snow, he pulled the sword out of the scabbard halfway, and the sword aura was overwhelming.

"You'd better stop thinking about threatening Ji with a sword." Ji Ning's two sword eyebrows condensed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Ji doesn't dare to guarantee that Miss Zhirong will have another chance to take you away." ”

When Nalan Fuxue heard this, Meimu couldn't help but show a little jealousy, and swallowed back the threatening words that came to his lips.

Although she knew that Ji Ning was far from being her opponent, and even now she directly slashed it with a sword, she concluded that Ji Ning couldn't hide at all, but she still couldn't help but be afraid of Ji Ning in her heart.

She hesitated to ask for the silver fang, but finally put back the sword that had been drawn in half.

"What the hell are you going to do to help me?" Nalan Fuxue asked, and his tone unconsciously brought a hint of weak begging.

Ji Ning still said the same thing, he couldn't help, and then he didn't care about Nalan Blowing Snow and refused to leave, blew out the light, and went to bed again.

About half an hour later, when Ji Ning closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, he heard the sound of Nalan blowing snow in front of the bed: "You refuse to agree tonight, I will continue to look for you tomorrow night, until you understand my sincerity!" ”

Ji Ning didn't say anything and continued to pretend to be asleep.

After a while, he felt that Nalan Blowing Snow had left, he opened his eyes and glanced at the bedroom, and sure enough, there was no figure of Nalan Blowing Snow.

After making sure that Nalan Fuxue was leaving, thinking of what she said before leaving, Ji Ning couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face, and he really entangled him.

As a person in modern society, in a society with extremely advanced information, he has passively or actively received a lot of knowledge about murder, in the news, in books, in movies, etc.

For example, "Sherlock Holmes" has all kinds of unbelievable killing methods, and for example, there are more than 800 episodes of "Detective Conan", and each episode kills a person without repetition.

Although these methods may not be feasible, they have a certain degree of operability and provide countless ideas for killing, as long as they are combined with the actual situation and carefully studied, it is not difficult to come up with a way to let Nalan Blowing Snow succeed in taking revenge.

However, it was impossible for him to help Nalan blow the snow, and he didn't even want to know if Nalan Blowing Snow's revenge was just.

……

……

The next morning, Ji Ning didn't leave Sanwei Academy, because he had to personally send his "homework" to the mid-mountain residence of Guozijian in Jinling City to check Shen Kang.

When the sun was rising in the east, the carriage arrived outside the gate of the Mid-Levels Residence.

Ji Ning got out of the carriage and waited for Yu Ling and He An to take the gifts and homework off the car, and he leisurely glanced at the couplet posted in front of the courtyard gate.

"Reading history has a strategy for the world, and the prosecutor often writes books on living people."

Then, chew on it.

The day before yesterday, he finally took a cursory look at the "Analects" that Shen Kang had personally annotated to him.

The Analects is the most fundamental classical foundation of Confucianism and Taoism, and all theories and schools are derived from the Analects.

The Analects, which has been annotated from beginning to end, basically contains the philosophical and theoretical views of the commentators.

After a cursory reading of the Analects sent by Shen Kang, although Ji Ning disagreed with some of them, he basically agreed with Shen Kang's philosophical theoretical views.

Therefore, when he saw Shen Kang's couplet in front of the courtyard gate now, he couldn't help but fall into some contemplation.

"Young master, young master."

Under the call of the rain spirit, Ji Ning came back from his contemplation, and then walked towards Zhumen.

Stretched out his hand and patted the copper ring on the Zhu door, and after a while, there was a sound of footsteps inside, and then the courtyard door opened, and a faint smell of high-grade rouge entered his nose.

Ji Ning fixed his eyes in front of the door and found that it was actually the handsome tomboy who opened the door for him.

"How are you?" Ji Ning couldn't help frowning slightly.

Zhao Yuanxuan arrogantly raised his delicate pretty face, and snorted: "Why can't it be Ben, Ben Gongzi?!" ”

In fact, she made a special trip to wait for Ji Ning. Ji Ning waited for the Mid-Mountain Residence to be punished by Shen Kang's inspection every five days, which was known and envied and hated by many people in Jinling City.

"I came so late, the sun was half a day high, and my son thought that someone was buried alive by money!" Zhao Yuanxuan deliberately said mockingly, and his beautiful eyes didn't look at Ji Ning.

Ji Ning smiled faintly, ignored Zhao Yuanxuan's ridicule, and said, "Oh, I don't know who is so stupid that they can't even call an elephant." ”

"Who said Ben, Ben Gongzi wouldn't be called an elephant?!" When Zhao Yuanxuan heard this, he jumped up like a kitten had been stepped on by his tail, and said quickly, "Isn't it just to record the depth of the sinking of the elephant on the boat, and then drive the elephant ashore, load the stone into the boat, and load it until the boat sinks to the depth just now, and finally weigh the weight of the stone, and the weight of the stone is the weight of the elephant!" ”

At the end, she pretended to hum with disdain: "Such a simple way, this son thought of it from the beginning, but he deliberately didn't say it, so that someone thought he was proud!" ”

"Really?" Ji Ningjun had a faint smile on his face and let out two laughs, "Hehe, hehe." ”

Although he did not question it out loud, he expressed unbelief and ridicule accurately, and he could hate it a hundred times more than he could argue it directly.

Zhao Yuanxuan looked at Ji Ning's very smiling face, and she was so angry that she couldn't help but clench her pink and tender little fist and punch Ji Ning's handsome face.