The answer was clearly about to come out, but she just couldn't remember it.

Ji Yanran felt her head buzzing.

"I've been waiting for a long time... no matter how late it is, just... don't lose the appointment."

Don't miss the promise.

All the blood in her body rushed into her heart.

It's him.

The person she met before traveling through time.

She thought that the past was her delusion, but now she really heard it again...

Ji Yanran turned her head almost uncontrollably, but the pavilion was empty, and the building was empty. She took a few steps forward, and there was also a way down the mountain on the other side of the pavilion, but there were only gardenias like white frost and snow swaying in the wind.

"Master, who is the person who played chess with you just now?"

This was the first time that Master Shi Kong saw Ji Yanran so anxious, his shiny eyes were full of desire.

"Amitabha," said Master Shikong, "I promised not to mention him in front of others without his permission."

Master Shi Kong has always been rigorous and self-disciplined. No matter what he refuses to say, it will be useless.

Ji Yanran couldn't help but look disappointed. She always felt that the person might be able to unlock the secret of her time travel, but she didn't expect that she would pass by just now.

"I'll... see you again." The little monk Hu Yu suddenly raised his eyes, his long eyelashes blinked like black corals, and there was a look of comfort in his eyes.

Master Shi Kong said in a deep voice: "Talk too much."

Hu Yu immediately bent down and closed his body, and the sunlight fell on his honey-colored neck, making him look gentler.

The road down the mountain is long, Ji Yanran is so silent for the first time. She is very grateful to God for giving her the chance to survive this time. She will continue to stay in this world with a brand new "Ji Yanran", but she still can't help but hope. If she has the opportunity, she still wants to return to the modern era. Although there are no relatives there, there are friends who grew up with the orphanage.

However, as the memory of the body's main body gradually merged, she also had some expectations and unsatisfactory feelings for the current world.

For example, the Lord Ji, who should be her father, the mother who protects her in her palm, and the brother who scolds her with a stern face but never punishes her.

Perhaps this is the resentment left to her by the Lord. Only by helping the Ji family get out of the predicament can she let go of this worry.

"Is that important?" Hu Yu couldn't help but come over and whisper.

Ji Yanran nodded: "That's right."

Hu Yu thought about it before speaking: "Who is it?"

Even Ji Yanran herself didn't know it, so she had to reply to the little monk's helpless expression: "I don't know it actually." She really didn't know it. Maybe the things in her heart would have answers after seeing that person.

Ji Yanran's mood was slightly calmed down from Qishan Temple to the Li family.

There was a silence in front of the Li family, but there were not many carriages in front of the door, which showed that the tribe members were waiting for news here.

When Ji Yanran entered the flower hall, she saw Mrs. Li Er kneeling on the ground with red eyes begging. Not far from her, Li Dan's hair was spreading, her clothes were torn, her face turned red, and she was huddled there and howled like a pig.

Mrs. Li's second voice was hoarse: "Old lady, Brother Dan must be wronged. He has to investigate carefully before he can be sent to the jail."

"What else can I check?" Old Mrs. Li pointed to the medicine bottle on the table. "So many things and so many people have proved him. Can he get rid of the crime with just a word of "unfairness"?"

Old Mrs. Li's arms trembled: "He has lost all the faces of our Li family in Taiyuan. I will protect him from seeing your father in the future."

The manager's mother came forward to report, and everyone saw Master Shi Kong.

Old Mrs. Li stood up and saluted Master Shi Kong, "I'll let the master come over...but if you don't know these medicines clearly, the old lady will feel uneasy."

"The donor is so polite."

Mrs. Li raised her face, and the last glimmer of hope in her eyes disappeared.

"Let them all come in outside!" Old Mrs. Li suddenly said.

The manager didn't understand for a moment: "Old lady, you said..."

Old Mrs. Li said: "Let the female family avoid behind the screen. The third brother and Brother Yong invited the miserables who came to the door. Since we have to pursue the matter to the end, we will let everyone see clearly."

Mrs. Li collapsed on the ground when she heard this.

The Li family's yard was soon full of people.

Master Shikong crushed the pills and put them in his mouth. After a moment, he closed his hands and recited the Buddhist teachings: "This medicine is mixed with tiny Yaga. After taking it, it can relieve the patient's pain, but it cannot cure the symptoms. Such wild medicines have always been said to be miraculous and are often sold by monks and Taoists, and I don't know how many people they have harmed."

Hu medicine is different from the plasters and cough pills sold by monks and Taoists who travel around the streets. Hu medicine is very expensive. People who can afford Hu medicine are either given some family resources or are terminally ill.

Therefore, people who buy medicine are very cautious. If it has no effect after taking it, they will not be deceived. Therefore, the "fake Hu monk" will mix some real materials into it.

Ji Yanran heard from Master Shi Kong that the mixed medicine seemed to be poppy, which was a good pain relief. Patients who had been suffering from illness for a long time were naturally startled to be shocked by the gods.

Although she still can't understand why the Jiang family did this, she can't figure out the deeper reason, but this ruined Hu monk's reputation, of course, was not just for this little profit.

Old Mrs. Li's face became increasingly ugly, and the crutches in her hand poked on the ground and made a "bang" sound.

"Where are the people in the yamen?" Old Mrs. Li looked at Li Wenshu, "Have you not invited me here yet?"

"Grandmother, grandmother," Li Dan screamed, "this is not mine..."

Li Wenshu stood there and didn't know what to do.

Old Mrs. Li slapped on the low table with a palm: "No one listens to what I said, right? If you don't do it, my old lady will send him to the yamen in person."

Only then did Li Wenshu get up in fear and trepidation to bring the yamen outside.

It's strange that when the yamen pressed it, Li Dan immediately couldn't struggle like noodles. Ji Yanran had already walked out of the screen and was about to go forward to see it clearly, but someone grabbed her sleeve.

Ji Yanran turned her head and saw Li Yong with a tall and slightly stern face.

Li Yong's eyes were like a calm lake. When he saw her, he wrinkled slightly. He stepped forward and lowered his voice: "Continue a little."

As soon as he finished speaking, his tall figure blocked her.

Ji Yanran was surprised. When Li Yong was lying on the bed before, he didn't see how mighty he was. Now he stood up... he always felt that he could roll her out of the door with a wave of his arm, but this also added a lot of security to her.

Ji Yanran thought about it and always praised Li Yong: "The third master has become more capable and has the ability."

Li Yong frowned, why did something come out of her mouth not so nice?

Li Dan was caught out, and the old lady Li's eyes dimmed. When she remembered that Li Dan was eating cherries around her when she was a child, she also held him in her arms and made him laugh.

But now she has to send Li Dan to prison with her own hands.

For the sake of the entire Li family, she had to make such a determination. Can she pass this level? Old Mrs. Li's eyes fell on Li Yong.

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Make up yesterday's.

It's much better today, at least it won't burn.
Chapter completed!