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Ji Rushong was so angry that before he could react, he looked up and found that there was a different person in front of him. He was shocked.

"Fuck."

A phrase from the quintessence of Chinese culture came out of his mouth, and Jiang Jingmo was also stunned.

Thinking of what Ji Chuhe said before, that the old man in front of him was the first person to wake up in this sick family, a bold idea suddenly arose in Jiang Jingmo's mind.

"Palace Yuye Liquor?"

Jiang Jingmo said tentatively.

But she regretted it as soon as she said it. She was not sure whether the time traveler in this book was the same afterlife she came from, and the code might not match.

However, the next moment, she heard the sound of the knife in Ji Rushong's hand falling to the ground.

She looked at Ji Rushong, only to see his body tremble suddenly. He looked at Jiang Jingmo in disbelief, his lips slightly opened, but tears rolled out of his eyes first.

"One hundred and eighty cups..."

Jiang Jingmo really didn't expect that she would actually catch a time traveler.

But it is normal if you think about it. After all, in a family where people have believed for generations that brothers and sisters should get together, an extremely clear-headed person suddenly appears. This is not reasonable.

If he was a time traveler, then everything would make sense.

"Wuuuu, wuuuu, I've been here for almost a hundred years, and finally I've waited for someone like me." Ji Rushong's tears fell, and his crying became louder and louder.

"Wuwuwu, you don't know how disgusting this family is. They forced me and my own sister to have children. Wuwuwu..."

"I didn't agree, but they drugged me, and then the unfilial son and daughter they gave birth to cut my flesh every day... wuwuwuwu..."

"Wow, wow, wow, they are now forcing my granddaughter and grandson to have children!"

Jiang Jingmo listened to his accusations and didn't know how to comfort him for a moment.

If someone else had such a tragic experience and was in such a sick family, they would probably have suffered a mental breakdown long ago.

But the old man in front of him not only remained sober, but also taught Ji Chuhe and Ji Zhijie very well. This alone was enough to make Jiang Jingmo admire him.

When Ji Rusong calmed down a little, Jiang Jingmo showed him the broken finger in his hand, and his expression instantly calmed down. He wiped the tears from his face fiercely and focused his eyes on Jiang Jingmo.

"This is what Chu He gave you? Where is she now?"

"She is now imprisoned under the rockery in the Peeping Courtyard."

Jiang Jingmo briefly told him that the Ji couple might be digging out the spiritual roots of the cultivators, and also informed him of Ji Chuhe's current situation.

Ji Rushong clenched his hands tightly, then slowly loosened them. He understood Ji Chuhe's thoughts. This girl never cared about him.

After a while, Jiang Jingmo changed into Mrs. Ji's appearance, called in a servant, and quickly dealt with him.

At this moment, Ji Rushong had already swallowed the secret medicine of the ancient Yin clan, and soon, the flesh that had been cut off from his body grew back.

He climbed out of the bathtub, and when he stood firmly on the ground, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Jiang Jingmo let the Dreamweaver cast an illusion on him as well, and the two of them walked out of the side courtyard openly.

Seeing that no one was stopping them, Ji Rushong turned to look at the side courtyard where he had been imprisoned for several years. Once he left, he felt a sense of unreality, like a dream.

"Senior, where do you think so many cultivators can be hidden in this Ji Mansion?"

When they were far away from the side courtyard, Jiang Jingmo asked in a low voice, and Ji Rushong pondered for a moment. He couldn't think of a place, but he did think of something.

.........

Shen Shuli took a winding path, seemingly unintentionally, but in fact he was constantly observing the surrounding environment. Finally, he really found Ji's father's study.

He pushed the door open and the servants who were cleaning the study hurriedly saluted him. Shen Shuli waved his hand and sent the servants away.

Then he began to look for clues in the study and soon found the account book on the desk.

The second half of the account book records matters regarding the spiritual root transactions, including the number of spiritual roots, the types of spiritual roots, and even the current spiritual realm of those cultivators. All are recorded clearly.

This kind of transaction started more than a year ago, which happened to be the time when Shen Shuli was injured.

The first half of the account book records other things.

There were a lot of names written on it, and behind each name there was a strange number.

And those with high numbers were circled in red.

Shen Shuli raised his eyebrows and became interested in these things. Just as he was wondering what this meant, there was a knock on the study door.

Before Shen Shuli could agree, the door of the study was pushed open by a pretty little girl. She looked at Shen Shuli sitting there without any respect at all.

"Master Ji, our young lady said she wanted to talk to you about those disciples of the Jiuxiao Sect."

Shen Shuli felt that this maid looked familiar and thought that she must be the maid of one of his father's daughters.

He nodded and followed the maid.

Then, the maid led her into a beautifully decorated courtyard. In a small pond, a woman in black veil was fiddling with a spirit stone in her hand.

Seeing Shen Shuli coming, she did not stand up, but just glanced at him lightly, with an extremely arrogant look.

"Master Ji, is there something you need to do? Why do you want me to ask the maid to invite you in person?"

Shen Shuli stood in front of her, and the little maid had come to the side of the girl, gently massaging her shoulders while unable to help complaining.

"That's right. Our Master Ji is very impressive now. When I went to the study to invite him just now, he was just sitting there. He didn't even stand up."

The woman in black veil was even more disdainful when she heard this.

"Heh, Master Ji, do you think your eyes can be healed?"

Shen Shuli smiled and spoke, pretending to be Master Ji.

"How can I? My eyes are still dependent on you, Miss. What is the matter that you asked me to come here for?"

The woman in black veil snorted coldly. Although she felt a little strange that Shen Shuli did not greet her, she had more important things to discuss at the moment, so she was too lazy to argue with him.

"I heard that you locked up all your daughter's fellow disciples in the backyard?"

"Yes." Shen Shuli nodded.

"I remember there should be someone named Jiang Jiting inside, right?"

The woman in black veil turned her head to look at Shen Shuli, with a questioning look in her eyes.

"I don't know about that."

Shen Shuli shook his head. To Master Ji, how could his daughter's fellow disciples possibly pay attention to him? After all, they all wanted to dig out their spiritual roots.

"Useless thing, I don't even know a person."

The woman in black veil glanced at him sideways with a bit of annoyance, then her gaze fell on the spirit stone, and greed was again in her eyes.

"Why don't you hurry up and ask him? If there is one, bring him to my yard."