"How many times have you been out of the house?"

"Humph! This girl goes everywhere to fight violence and peace, and she has to go out every day. ”

"Eliminate violence and peace?" Jiang Beiran raised his head and glanced at Mu Yao: "Miss Mu, please face up to your identity as the first demon girl of the Demon Sect, okay?" ”

"Who told you that the demon cult and demon girl can't eliminate violence and peace? Then don't you decent gentlemen do things that bully the weak? ”

"Well, that makes sense." Jiang Beiran nodded and wrote down this one.

This made Mu Yao stunned for a moment, and shouted: "Shouldn't you refute me and say that decent children certainly won't do things that bully the weak?" ”

"It's a fact, why refute it, okay, next question, have you ever killed someone?"

Originally, it was still strange that Jiang Beiran was indeed a little different, and Mu Yao immediately became energetic when she heard this question.

"Of course I did! Hmph, I've killed more people than you've ever seen...... No, those who have eaten, no! That's more chicken than you've ever eaten! ”

"Oh, killing people is like hemp, right, do you like to cut off your hands or feet first?"

"Huh?" Mu Yao was stunned again, "It's okay with this!" I can cut wherever I want! ”

"Of course it matters, if you like to chop your hands, you are worried that the other party can fight back, which means that you are insecure, and you like to chop your feet, and you are worried that the other party will run away, which shows that you are cautious."

Without waiting for Mu Yao to speak, Kong Qianqian on the side nodded again and again: "It turns out that there are so many things to pay attention to killing." ”

"You listen to his nonsense!" Mu Yao hurriedly shouted, "Why haven't I heard of this." ”

"It means that you don't read much, and I suggest you study psychology."

"Psychological...... Learn? Mu Yao glanced at Kong Qianqian, "Is there this in class?" ”

Kong Qianqian stared at the big confused eyes and shook her head.

"So do you prefer to chop your hands or your feet?" Jiang Beiran asked again.

"I ......" Mu Yao thought for a long time and replied, "I like to cut off my head!" I like to watch people's necks spurt blood. Mu Yao said with a very bloodthirsty smile.

"Oh, love to cut off heads." Jiang Beiran nodded.

Seeing that Jiang Beiran wrote something with a pen, Mu Yao was curious: "What does it mean to like cutting off your head?" ”

"I'll tell you later, next question."

In fact, Jiang Beiran didn't care whether Mu Yao's answer was true or false, the purpose of his asking these questions was to initially cultivate Mu Yao's sense of obedience, and to let Mu Yao understand that he was the one who gave the order, and she was the executor.

After asking more than ten questions in one breath, Jiang Beiran finally nodded and said, "Okay, let's do it first." After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he looked at Kong Qianqian again: "It's your turn." ”

"Huh? Do I have to answer questions too? Kong Qianqian pointed to herself and asked.

"First question, of course, names."

Kong Qianqian, who hadn't come back to her senses yet, didn't have time to ask her senior sister for help, so she subconsciously replied: "My name is Kong Qianqian, Kong is ...... Kong is ......" Kong Qianqian, who couldn't think of words, found that Jiang Beiran raised his head, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"The hole is the hole of the nostrils!"

'Poof......'

Jiang Beiran, who almost laughed out loud, forcibly collapsed with his facial muscles, and he had to maintain his character of not being shocked when he saw anything.

"Oops! Qianqian! Hearing Kong Qianqian's words describing her name, Mu Yao hurriedly grabbed her and said, "You can say that Kong Wu is a powerful Kong." ”

Kong Qianqian, who blushed, lowered her head and said, "One ...... I didn't think about it for a while. ”

"It's okay, just go ahead." Jiang Beiran said expressionlessly.

Afraid that Kong Qianqian would make some trouble again, Mu Yao hurriedly answered for her: "Qian is Yu Qianqian's Qian." ”

Glancing at Mu Yao, Jiang Beiran said: "Next time, I won't be allowed to answer, who I ask, who will answer." ”

Although Mu Yao's expression was a little unconvinced, she still didn't say anything, which was a tacit acquiescence.

So Jiang Beiran then asked, "Age." ”

"Just over twenty-eight."

'Sixteen? Jiang Beiran was a little surprised when she heard this number, because Kong Qianqian was already developing very well, at least compared to Mu Yao, who was like a child, she was like an eighteen-year-old one.

It seems that the body part has robbed the brain of its nutrients. ’

Then he also asked Kong Qianqian almost ten questions, Jiang Beiran basically determined his leading position in this closed small space, and then he only needed to further deepen their consciousness.

After the Min ox cart drove into a hilly area, Jiang Beiran took out a book of policies and flipped through it, and the two girls sat in the corner of the carriage and whispered.

"What's the matter with spring ~ fragrant flying ~ flower protection silver bottle ~ embroidered pillow ~"

Just when Jiang Beiran was a little sleepy, he suddenly heard Kong Qianqian singing, and Mu Yao on the side closed his eyes and listened to it in enjoyment, it was obvious that the two of them usually did this, which also made Jiang Beiran understand why Mu Yao insisted on taking Kong Qianqian to the car.

That's ...... Walkman? ’

After Kong Qianqian sang the song, Jiang Beiran patted his hand a few times and said: "Ring and curb the clouds, go around the beam for three days, what the Qianqian girl sang is Qin Yao's dialect, right?" ”

Kong Qianqian turned her head in surprise after hearing this: "Brother Jiang also knows how to sing?" ”

"I know a little bit about it, if you just sang the auspicious day ~ good day should be laughing, why do the shark beads turn into tears ~ when throwing these two paragraphs, it would be better if the two small bends behind the sun and tears could be more tactful."

Kong Qianqian's eyes lit up when she heard this, she stood up and looked at Jiang Beiran and asked, "Brother Jiang, can you show me again?" ”

"Then I'll be ugly." After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he coughed lightly twice, and sang the middle part of Kong Qianqian's jade bead tears just now.

At this time, not only Kong Qianqian's eyes became brighter and brighter, but even Mu Yao, who was lying on her side, opened her eyes and looked shocked.

When Jiang Beiran finished singing this short paragraph, Kong Qianqian spared no effort to clap her hands.

Although it is only a short paragraph, Kong Qianqian can judge from Jiang Beiran's tone, pronunciation, charm, and breath that if Jiang Beiran comes to power, it must be a corner.

"Brother Jiang, what faction is your singing voice, why haven't I heard it?"

"Kyo faction."

"Jingpai?" Kong Qianqian thought about it for a long time, but she didn't figure out where this faction was, but this didn't prevent her from feeling good.

Imitating Jiang Beiran's singing, Kong Qianqian sang it again, but she always felt that the taste was wrong.

So she trotted all the way to Jiang Beiran and asked, "Brother Jiang, can you teach me how to pronounce this sound?" ”

"Ahem!"

At this time, Mu Yao coughed heavily, and the frightened Kong Qianqian hurriedly walked back the same way and walked back quickly.

Hammered Mu Yao's legs, Kong Qianqian asked cautiously, "Senior sister, don't you think Brother Jiang sings very well?" ”

"That's it, it's not as good as you sing."

After hearing this, Kong Qianqian hurriedly waved her hand and said: "I don't dare to compare with Brother Jiang, even if Boss Huang from Liuzhen comes, I'm afraid I will call Brother Jiang Mr., and ...... Ouch! Senior sister, why are you pinching me? ”

"Sing your song, and ignore him."

"Yes~" Kong Qianqian pouted and agreed aggrievedly.

Seeing this, Jiang Beiran didn't speak again, and continued to pick up the strategy and look at it.

(End of chapter)