It's okay, it's easy to overthrow the heroine's system

Shen Shuli nodded and agreed, and soon left the woman's courtyard.

Soon, Shen Shuli's voice was heard in Jiang Jingmo's mind.

"We have found the informant of the Shen family. She seems to have some thoughts about your brother."

Jiang Jingmo, who was following Ji Rushong in Ji's mansion, was stunned when he heard this, and then a question mark slowly rose in his head.

"My brother? What do you think?"

She silently sent a message back.

"I know this person. She is my father's third daughter. I can't remember her name, but the cultivation method she practices should be similar to that of Changyuan Palace."

"Hehuan Gong?"

Jiang Jingmo frowned. Why were there people coveting her brother everywhere?

"It should be more serious than this. The skills my father taught them are mostly evil methods. As far as I know, this skill is called Stealing Yang Skill, which focuses on taking Yang to replenish Yin."

"........."

Hearing this, Jiang Jingmo paused, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.

Although she was very angry about this now, she also understood that being too impulsive would only make things more troublesome.

She asked Shen Shuli to deal with the situation first, and what she could do now was to find the whereabouts of those monks as soon as possible.

Ji Rushong looked at her with some confusion, and then saw Jiang Jingmo put down the Dreamweaver.

"What are you..."

"I think it would be a bit troublesome for us to find it this way, let it come."

Jiang Jingmo patted the little head of the Dreamweaver Beast, and the white little beast just blinked and looked at them.

"Senior, tell it what the treasure looks like."

Ji Rushong looked at the Dreamweaver that was not even as tall as his calf, and couldn't help but doubt whether this little thing was really that magical. Since he traveled to the Xuantian Divine Realm, he had never seen a spiritual beast that could hunt for treasure.

However, when he met the little creature's eyes, he didn't know why he inexplicably believed it a little.

He sighed, slowly lowered his head, and softly described the appearance of the thing to it in detail.

And the next second, after he finished speaking, the eyes of the Dreamweaver lit up and it instantly rushed out, and Jiang Jingmo followed closely behind it. When Ji Rushong raised his eyes, he could only see her back.

"Hey, hey, hey, slow down. I can't keep up. Do you understand how to respect the elderly and love the young?"

Ji Rushong hurried to catch up. Although he was not considered old in the world of cultivation, he was many years older than Jiang Jingmo after all, and his physique could not catch up with her.

When he caught up breathlessly, Jiang Jingmo was already standing in front of a small room.

The Dreamweaver just stopped in front of the room and kept spinning around.

"Jing Mo, why are you running so fast?"

Ji Rusong looked at her strangely. This little girl usually looked quite steady, so why was she so...

"I'm sorry, Senior, the Shen family's informant is now trying to take action against my brother, and I'm a little anxious."

Jiang Jingmo apologized with a smile, but the anger in his eyes seemed to be burning more and more fiercely.

Ji Rushong nodded to show his understanding. He walked forward and looked at the room in front of him, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Is this... an ancestral hall?"

Jiang Jingmo put the dream-weaving beast that was spinning on the ground back on her head. She raised her eyes and saw the words "Ancestral Hall" on the wall of the room.

Lock people up in the ancestral hall?

The idea of ​​the Ji family couple is really unique.

Do they want to let their ancestors see what kind of evil things they have done?

"Master, there seems to be something strange outside this ancestral hall. As soon as I got close, I couldn't sense the aura of the treasure."

The voice of the Dreamweaver sounded in the spirit platform.

Jiang Jingmo couldn't help but frown when he heard this, and stared at the ancestral hall in front of him with an increasingly serious look.

She turned around and told Ji Rushong what the Dreamweaver had said, and the latter's expression also became serious.

"It's better to be careful. I haven't been to this temple for several years. I don't know what they have done to it now."

Jiang Jingmo nodded slightly, took out a talisman from his arms, and after injecting spiritual power into it, the talisman turned into a golden light and flew towards the ancestral hall. However, as soon as it approached, it instantly turned into ashes.

Jiang Jingmo's heart sank.

She walked forward, with spiritual power in her hand, and then stretched her hand close to the ancestral hall, and the next second, the spiritual power was bounced back.

Sure enough, just as she expected, there should be restrictions set up in this ancestral hall.

Breaking the ban is the most troublesome, as it can often only be solved by the person who set it. If others want to break it, they can only use more powerful spiritual power to forcibly erase it.

At this moment, Ji Rusong suddenly felt a chill coming from behind. He turned around suddenly, but found that there was no one behind him.

He then realized that he had not seen any servants since they came to this place.

Ji Rushong frowned and reminded softly.

"Jing Mo, be careful, there is an evil spirit in this place."

Jiang Jingmo nodded when she heard this, and Jiang Chujian reappeared in her hand.

"Ho...ho..."

At this moment, an eerie fog suddenly surged up around them, accompanied by bursts of strange noises, and several blurry figures slowly emerged.

The environment around Jiang Jingmo and Ji Rushong suddenly became gloomy, and those figures gradually became solid in front of their eyes.

Jiang Jingmo and Ji Rushong stared at the figures vigilantly, only to see their faces gradually become clearer, and each face seemed to be somewhat similar.

Until Ji Rushong saw one of the figures, and then his eyes widened in surprise.

"father?"

Jiang Jingmo followed his gaze and actually saw an old man who looked very similar to him.

She understood what was going on instantly.

"These should all be the ghosts of Ji's family."

Ji Rushong's face changed.

"Ghosts? After so many years, shouldn't they be reincarnated?"

"It should be so, but there is a formation called the Soul Locking Formation. As long as this formation is set up around, the ghosts will be locked here forever."

Jiang Jingmo looked around coldly. Just now, both of them had focused their attention on the restriction. This soul-locking formation was so secretive that they just noticed it now.

At this moment, the ghosts had empty eyes and made unclear whimpering sounds from their mouths, slowly approaching Jiang Jingmo and Ji Rushong.

Jiang Jingmo tightly grasped the Jiang Chu Sword, and the sword emitted a faint light. "No matter what, let's try to see if we can repel them first."

After that, she swung the Jiang Chu Sword, and a stream of sword energy slashed at the ghosts. However, the sword energy passed through the ghosts' bodies without causing any harm to them.

Seeing this, Ji Rusong's face turned ugly: "Ghosts have no physical body, I'm afraid you won't do any harm to them."

Jiang Jingmo nodded, frowning as she thought about how to deal with the situation. At this moment, one of the ghosts suddenly stretched out his hands and rushed towards Jiang Jingmo.