The Xuanmen ancestors were mind-read, and the whole family became addicted to becoming villains

"Jane!"

When Li Jidao lowered the car curtain, Cui Chengfeng stood with his hands behind his back, blocking the front of her car.

"I know you'll be fine," Cui Chengfeng said.

Li Jidao smiled and nodded: "You are right, I am fine."

Cui Chengfeng heard that her tone was the same as before, but he inexplicably felt that there was a distance between them.

"Ajian, are you going to be as petty and angry with me as others?"

A Liu was speechless and said to Li Jidao: "Cui Langjun also helped a lot. He found evidence to prove that the old Taoist had been practicing this evil Kung Fu for more than ten years. However, the old Taoist was obsessed with it and Xiao Yun took advantage of it. , that’s why he committed perjury.”

After A Liu finished speaking, he looked at Cui Chengfeng and said: "Lang Jun, although you helped in the end and we thank you, what you did before was really sad. How can you blame us for being stingy? People always have to accept it. If you don’t believe it, you will never be angry.”

Cui Chengfeng nodded and said, "I will never be angry. I just said what I should say normally."

He is still stubborn.

A Liu looked at Li Jidao.

Li Jidao smiled and said: "I have known his character since I was a child. How could I be angry with him? I am not angry. Ah Feng, I want to go home."

"The prince gave me a big gift. I guess it's the old man. I want to go back to find him."

Li Jidao called to the coachman, "Let's go, let's go."

Seeing the strong interest and smile in her beautiful eyes, Cui Chengfeng couldn't be happier.

Song Jie?

He chased for two steps and asked, "How is it possible? He is a repeat offender, how can he give it to you? The King of Luoyang is engaging in malpractice for personal gain."

The happy Li Jidao looked at Cui Chengfeng with a subtle look in his eyes: "If not, you can sue him."

What a disappointment.

Ah Liu thought to himself, I will just say that Cui Langjun is not clear-headed. I hope my wife will not fall in love with him or have anything to do with him. He has no idea what others need and only does what he thinks is right, regardless of others. No matter how hard you try, you are annoying.

A Liu lowered the car curtain directly.

Cui Chengfeng watched the carriage gradually go away, and the hands behind his back gradually tightened.

"Cui Chengfeng." Suddenly a voice called him.

Cui Chengfeng looked back and saw Song Jie's carriage. Song Jie was sitting in the car and looking at him with a smile.

He said with a cold face: "Why did you bring the prisoner out of the prison? The old Taoist hasn't tried him yet."

Song Jie said: "Because I think, I need it, I am useful."

"Mainly, she wants it."

Cui Chengfeng's face turned darker.

Song Jie's tone was a little contemptuous: "Cui Chengfeng, if you really don't think there is anything wrong with your previous behavior, why did you help Mrs. Feng get away with it later?"

"You are actually here to coax him now, but you can't let go."

"Have you discovered that you and your father may be the same kind of people, both self-centered, but you haven't known yourself yet."

"Being kind to someone depends on what they need, not what you think you want to give them."

"Let me tell you your first sentence, you do know that he will be fine, but if you are really good to her, you still need to care. Is she really that powerful? Then why is she like this?"

Cui Chengfeng choked.

Song Jie nodded, raised his hand slightly, and led the servant away.

They returned to Changchun Garden, and Song Jie also followed in, and then told Li Jidao that the old man was in the vulture's nest.

Being kicked by the vultures as a ball.

Li Jidao found a room and asked Song Jie to bring him over.

This old Taoist has one thing in common with the previous two old Taoists, that is, they both look very young.

But this one was ruined by the vulture. His face was covered with injuries and his bones were broken. He couldn't sit down or kneel down, so he could only lie on the ground.

"Please, please give me pleasure." The old Taoist begged.

Song Jie thought for a while and handed a piece of dead branch in his sleeve to Li Jidao.

Li Jidao asked: "This thing... I agreed to let you die, but if I didn't agree, I would send you to see an elephant."

Vultures are no longer a thing, can elephants still be a good thing?

The old Taoist gritted his teeth and said, "My master gave it to me."

It’s pretty much the same as what the veteran said before.

Li Jidao thought for a while, walked off the couch, squatted down, picked up the old Taoist's hand and looked at it.

She didn't think about her own home at all before, but she couldn't just pass by so casually this time.

She looked at his hands, which were calloused and had thick joints. The corners of her mouth slowly curved: "Are you a machine builder, the one who built the tombs of your ancestors?"

The old Taoist was stunned, and Li Jidao said: "I know what's going on, just throw him to the elephant in the garden."

"No, I say! I really say it this time."

The old man spoke quickly and urgently, as if he was afraid that others would not let him speak.

"My family is indeed an ancestral machine craftsman."

The machine builder may also be a carpenter, but he is more skilled than the carpenter, so the royal family and wealthy families in the capital were invited to build tombs.

In order to avoid tomb robberies, most imperial mausoleums would bury everyone inside alive after the construction was completed, but machine builders could often use their own skills to open the tombs and gain new life.

Therefore, not only will the powerful machine-crafting royal family not be offended, but they will also be given generous rewards to prevent them from robbing tombs.

Only then did the old man tell the truth.

It turns out that the three of them are all apprentices of the machine maker.

But those two senior brothers were both apprentices, and he was their master's biological son.

"These things... were brought out from the Li family's tomb." After saying this, the old Taoist said: "Can I survive if I tell the truth?"

Song Jie said with a smile: "Are you still bargaining?"

"It's impossible to survive, but I have found your descendants, unless you don't care about your descendants at all."

The old man's eyes were hesitant.

Li Jidao nodded: "Okay, I won't kill you."

"You can't give it to the elephant's nest, and you can't give it to the bird's nest." The old Taoist said hurriedly: "You swear, if you say you won't kill me, let me go."

Li Jidao made a thunderous oath to God.

Then he said: "If you don't tell the truth or lie to me, your oath will backfire."

The old way: "..."

Li Jidao asked: "When was it brought out?"

The old Taoist seemed to have thought of something, and said in a somewhat proud tone: "You aristocratic families who claim to be experts are actually nothing, just average."

"Your family's grave was stolen when the previous head of your family died."

"They were buried here and stolen there. They took away the coffins and bodies and didn't even take the rest."

Could it be that it was stolen as soon as it was buried, but no one noticed it?

"Why can't my family find out?" Li Jidao asked, "What is your cleverness?"

The old Taoist said: "There is nothing clever about it. Doesn't your family believe in doing everything you can to obey the destiny of heaven? You have to do everything you can before you can obey the destiny of heaven? This is actually the concept that man can conquer nature."