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Chapter 65: Rare

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When Jiang Jing'er suddenly woke up, the wind and rain were still floating, and it was deep everywhere. I don't know how long I had been unconscious. When he moved his hand, he found that the ebony gun was still firmly in his hand, but Peng Qingshan was gone.

"What happened?"

She stood up slowly, but she was confused and could not capture valuable traces. She suddenly remembered the people buried alive by the collapsed temple. She was very anxious and rushed to the ruins and used a gun as a digging tool to save people.

Suddenly a cough came from below in the darkness, indicating that there were still people alive.

Jiang Jing'er endured the pain and fired waterproof folds for lighting, so she excavated faster...

About half an hour later, the ruins were opened and the people inside came. They were all dizzy, with many people bleeding from their heads, but after examination, everyone was still breathing. Ye Junsheng and Age were pressed under the wall, neither of them had any external injuries, but they were just in a coma.

If the person is not dead, that's good!

Jiang Jing'er was dizzy and sat on the ground, trying hard to hold back her tears - this time was the worst accident she had ever encountered since she was on the ward.

After taking a short rest, I quickly took out the golden sore medicine I carried with me and started treatment.

The wounded woke up slowly and groaned immediately, but it was a great blessing to save their lives. Looking back on the moment when the mountain temple collapsed, it seemed as if the sky had collapsed, which was terrible.

After being steady, the escort asked Jiang Jing'er who was the lone thief, and he was killed after he was beaten away...

Jiang Jing'er did not tell Peng Qingshan's identity. The other party's identity was too sensitive, and inappropriate handling would cause endless trouble. Besides, even she herself couldn't figure out whether Peng Qingshan was dead or alive, so she had to find an excuse to slander it.

I was thinking in my heart that during my coma, there must be a third party. This person should be very powerful and able to suppress Peng Qingshan.

So, who will this person be?

After thinking hard, a person suddenly popped up in his mind: Xie Xingkong, the number one magic sword in the world!

Yes, it must be him.

At this moment, Jiang Jing'er finally clarified her thoughts and could be connected in an orderly manner. Rumors from the world, Xie Xingkong is arrogant, a master is lonely, but has a chivalrous heart. Seeing the injustice on the road, he drew his sword to help, and after doing things, he was the typical style of his behavior.

It just so happened that a few days ago in Yuntai Town, the other party showed his face and defeated the "crazy sword" Wan Jiansheng with one sword.

Jiang Jing'er has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. If she treats Peng Qingshan as her brother, then she will respect Xie Xingkong as a hero. Especially after hearing many legends in the world, she believes that only Xie Xingkong can be considered a great swordsman and a great figure.

Everyone bandaged the wounds and took some rest, and their actions were fine.

At this time, a stunner asked Jiang Jing'er: "Miss, what should I do if A Tian's body is?"

A Tian was the one who was responsible for the night watch last night. He was hit by a punch and died. Peng Qingshan's original intention was to catch it in one go, and then he could create a scene of robbery, so as to be seamless. Therefore, his actions were very ruthless. He also wanted to clean up Jiang Jing'er and sort out the ruins again, so as not to leave a living. It's a pity that "die before he fulfilled his ambitions."

Jiang Jing'er gritted her teeth: "Pack the body and send it back to Pengcheng, please ask the general to give him a pension, and give him an extra fifty taels of silver."

"Will you report to the official?"

"Uncle Qi, what do you think?"

The escort coughed dryly and said with a wry smile: "According to my will, let's forget it." The escorts have not been lost now, and the bandits have been beaten away again. If you report to the official, once you enter the process, the things you pay attention to will be very complicated, and you may have to make some money.

If you do not report to the official and file a case, you can deal with it in a cold manner.

Jiang Jing'er pondered for a while and nodded: "Okay, then I won't report to the official."

I felt a little nervous. If Peng Qingshan had not died, he would definitely make a comeback; but at present, there was no evidence, so I could not go directly to the yamen to expose him. The so-called officials and officials may not be able to expose him, but instead fall into the trap.

At this moment, we can only hope that Xie Daxia will be decisive and kill Peng Qingshan directly, destroy the corpse and traces, and then it will be clean and complete.

By dawn, the team was divided into two groups, one led by a marshal, and four seriously injured soldiers escorted A Tian's body to turn back to Pengcheng.

On the other side, led by Jiang Jing'er, he continued to escort the goods to Jizhou - from here to Jizhou, there was only about three or four days left.

Fortunately, the horses were fine. They were frightened last night and ran away. They ran into the woods and found them all.

When they encountered a disaster, everyone's emotions were greatly affected and they looked very depressed. Jiang Jing'er suddenly rode her horse to Ye Junsheng, paused, and finally said, "Idiot, this is my Jiang family's sorry for you."

Putting aside Peng Qingshan's motivation to start the trip, Jiang Zhinian invited Ye Junsheng to follow the escort agency. From a certain perspective, Ye Junsheng did suffer an innocent disaster, but fortunately he survived.

He heard from Age that before the temple collapsed, Ye Junsheng issued a warning very cleverly, and pulled her to hide under the wall. He was not injured, but with a "boom", he was suppressed and fainted.

In this way, this idiot really can't be considered stupid...

It is rare that the word "sorry" popped out of Jiang Jing'er's mouth, which made Ye Junsheng feel a little uncomfortable. He smiled: "It's okay. As the saying goes, 'If you die in a great disaster, you will have good fortune.' Or after this, I can get great luck and get first in the college entrance examination."

This guy's performance is a bit surprising. He escaped from death. If he had changed to an ordinary weak scholar, he would have looked blue with a white face and his lips, and his words would not be neat.

After the thought passed, Jiang Jing'er bit her lip: "The county test and the government test, plus the hospital test, three firsts. I heard that only one person has done it since ancient times."

"Oh, who is it?"

"Guo Nanming, known as the 'No. 1 Talented Man in Jizhou'."

Upon hearing this, Ye Junsheng smacked his lips without commenting.

Jiang Jing'er suddenly smiled sweetly: "But I believe you can also be the first in the third exam, because at the Daoan Poetry Conference, you can beat Guo Nanming, and this exam will not lose to him."

She looked a little haggard, but when she smiled, she was as charming as a flower.

Ye Junsheng also smiled, his thinking jumped a lot, and the topic changed: "Ms. Jiang, has anyone ever told you that you look cute when you smile?"

Jiang Jing'er was stunned, and her face was inexplicably rosy. I remember that the last time she parted on Aotou Island, Ye Junsheng also said that she was cute on the way back.

Now seeing this fool with a smirk and a little prank, he was very angry. If the second man had spoken to her like this, he would have been "shotted by a lantern", but now, he could not do anything, so he could only hum and drove the horse away.

Because I walked in a hurry, it was like running away.

Behind him, Ye Junsheng laughed.

——It turns out that day, with a tense face and frowning, it’s a day to suffer a lot; if you change to say some jokes, it’s a day to relax and enjoy...

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