Chapter 188 Another Ancestor Writes the Accounts

"So your family doesn't need the blessing of their ancestors. They have to face their own fate, accept it or fight it. Their descendants don't care about them. If their graves are disturbed, you naturally won't feel it."

Li Jidao frowned, not knowing for a moment whether this rule was good or bad.

Li Jidao said, "Go on, tell me why you stole, where you took it, and anything else. Tell me everything."

Old Taoist: “…”

He said, "When we enter someone's grave, we also swear not to reveal other people's secrets."

Li Jidao laughed: "You didn't swear not to steal? Tell me now!"

The old Taoist choked.

His eyes rolled around like a little mouse, and after analyzing the pros and cons, he slowly said, "It was not our intention to steal the body. We were just following orders. When my father was about to transport the body out, he found a notebook of your ancestors, which recorded the uses of several magic tools. My father took these things out, but he didn't expect that two traitors would sneak into it and steal the cultivation method. Only this dry branch was left. My father couldn't let his apprentice surpass him, so he used the dry branch to cultivate. Unexpectedly, he went astray, and now it's my turn..."

He sighed, seeing that the people above were listening attentively and seemed to want to continue listening.

Especially that silly girl, when she took off her veil, her eyes widened into a big, watery state, as if she was listening to a story in a library, she was so serious that he couldn't refuse her.

He was somewhat unwilling.

But he was afraid of being tortured, so he continued, "The thing they stole was recorded in the account as belonging to your fifth ancestor. It said that thing was just an accessory, combined with the main board, and was the magic weapon your fifth ancestor brought home."

Li Jidao:?

Accessories, motherboard, and tools to take you home?

Where is the Fifth Ancestor going back to?

The Fifth Ancestor did not belong to this world. Sometimes she felt that her family was strange. Many of the books in their collection were not available outside, and the language in them was something she had never heard of.

The strangest thing is that the historical background of some miscellaneous books is completely different from theirs, and previous dynasties cannot be included.

Like a dynasty that will appear in the future.

Who exactly is the Fifth Patriarch?

Where is his home? Is he really dead now, or has he returned home?

No, I picked up the attachment myself. It was in the hands of the Taoist priests before, which means that the Fifth Ancestor cannot return home.

Li Jidao had many questions in his mind, but he did not interrupt the old Taoist.

The old Taoist swallowed and continued, "That dead branch is called a blood velvet flower. When filled with blood, it can turn into a blooming velvet flower. It is very beautiful."

"According to the records, this is not a magical tool used by the Li family for cultivation. Instead, it was made specifically for the Li family. Your ancestor did not find a way to destroy it, so he could only take it into the coffin."

Then it was stolen.

Li Jidao thought, I know. Someone wants to take the blood of the Li family. Who is this person? What is the special meaning of the blood of the Li family?

"Keep going!" Li Jidao urged.

Old Taoist: “…”

Where were you talking about?

Oh, and one more important question, who stole the body.

The old Taoist said, "I only know that his name is Jia Jidao and he is the caretaker of the Lotus Tower. As for why he stole the corpse, I don't know. This is what my father said."

Li Jidao and Song Jie exchanged glances.

Song Jie might not know about the Lotus Pagoda, but Li Jidao grew up in Chang'an and naturally knew what that place was.

That is a pagoda in the south of the city.

It has been in disrepair for many years. Because it is not famous, no one goes to visit the pagoda to pay homage.

I heard that there are a few empty yards there that will take in the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled, but they will charge rent.

In the eyes of Chang'an people, it is just a cheaper foot shop.

Li Jidao had never heard of Jia Jidao. The name was similar to hers. If he was really famous, she would have heard of him.

"Are you telling the truth? I, how come I haven't heard of it?"

The old Taoist feels that this little girl is very difficult to serve.

Mainly because she looked like a young child, but the tone of her voice and her temperament were completely different from those of a little girl.

He said, "I really don't know about this. Besides, he was already 40 years old at the time. It's been a long time...if not a hundred years, it's at least 70 years. He must have died a long time ago. It's normal that you haven't heard of it."

Later, the Taoist priest told him about the whereabouts of the notebook. Because it was not signed, his father was afraid of getting into trouble if he kept it, so he just sold it to someone who collected used books.

The old Taoist said that he had never seen it, and that it was only his two senior brothers who told him about it when they were causing trouble, or that his father passed it on orally, and he pieced it together.

Li Jidao couldn't get any more answers if he asked again.

Li Jidao believed that he would not dare to lie, otherwise the Tianlei Oath would be very severe.

However, it often goes astray.

Unable to get any information out of her, she stood up and said, "Don't be afraid. I'll keep my word and get you out soon."

She slowly walked towards the old Taoist priest, and her innocent eyes, which were clear and clean, gradually became deep and greedy.

The old Taoist thought to himself, "I am an old man. What on earth are you trying to do, little kid?"

Aren't all the Li family members upright? This child's eyes are not very clean.

What does she want to do with herself?

Li Jidao squatted down and grabbed the old Taoist's wrist.

The thread of perception that she took back from the fluffy body came out first, like a thirsty little fish, screaming and jumping around. When it encountered the unclean perception of the Taoist priest, it did not give up and extracted it frantically, fearing that if it was a little slower, it would not be able to get it.

However, in the process of absorbing, it quickly purified the impure perception. Then the perception left by his father, Li Jidao, did not merge with its own. It was like a gentleman doctor. After her perception was purified, it took them around little by little, looking for the defects in Li Jidao's body and filling them up.

This process sounds slow, but it is actually very quick and can be completed in two breaths.

Afterwards, Li Jidao felt that he was still not satisfied, so he looked at the old Taoist with disdain and said, "I don't know whether I should blame you, for repairing it well or not."

She wanted to absorb more, but since it was all obtained at the cost of human lives, she could not be greedy for more.

Although the time was short, the old Taoist could feel his energy being drained in an instant.

He raised his hand and touched his cheek. The originally smooth surface was now extremely rough. Even without looking in the mirror, he knew what had happened.

"You, you, how can you say something and not keep your word..." The old Taoist said this and found that he couldn't even get angry.

He really hated this little girl from the Li family. How could she be so bad and evil? She didn't suck human blood, she sucked people's cultivation.

He practiced for sixty years.

She said she wouldn't kill him.

Li Jidao looked innocent: "I didn't kill you."

"Song Jie, send him out."

It's not that I didn't kill him, but at such an old age and without any cultivation, he might not survive for more than an hour if he went out, so it would be better to just kill him directly.

You can't trust what children say, you'll be fooled.

The old Taoist rolled his eyes and fainted.