"You...you..." Master Chen was speechless, pointing at Ji Xiaoxiao, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time, "What are you going to do...?"
Ji Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up. She pulled Mr. Chen aside and hurried over. The stone she bent down to pick up was neither too big nor too small. Ji Xiaoxiao tossed it up and weighed it in her hand—hmm, just the right weight.
"Second Uncle, in your eyes, as long as he's not dead, it's not a big deal, right?" Ji Xiaoxiao walked step by step toward Chen Tiangui. "As Tiangui's elder, I should teach him a lesson so that he doesn't go astray and ruin the good reputation that our Chen family has built up over generations."
Before Master Chen could react, Ji Xiaoxiao swiftly struck him with a stone, and Chen Tiangui lost consciousness before he could even scream. At that moment, blood was gushing from the large hole in his forehead.
The stone was stained with blood. Ji Xiaoxiao frowned and casually tossed it into a corner.
"Alright, Tian Guiren isn't dead. According to Second Uncle, it's not a big deal. That's all for now. My son and I have things to do later, so we won't bother Second Uncle any longer."
Ji Xiaoxiao called out to Hu Zi, and the two of them left on their own.
Kind people are often bullied, and good horses are often ridden. Despite Ji Xiaoxiao's brutal beating, not a single person dared to stand up and criticize her for her wrongdoing and cruelty.
After quickly dealing with the Chen family grandfather and grandson, Ji Xiaoxiao returned home and resumed her secluded life. A year later, Ji Xiaoxiao successfully advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage. Hu Zi, with his good talent and excellent physique, also barely managed to step into the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.
While Ji Xiaoxiao was overjoyed by the rapid advancement, her doubts only grew stronger.
If Ji Xiaoxiao's guess is correct, the place she's living in now should be Peach Blossom Village from Bai Xiaobai's previous life. And the original owner's husband—Bai Huisi—has the surname Bai, the connection is self-evident. Thinking of the Ghost King, thinking of Shui Wuhen, Ji Xiaoxiao's head was spinning.
"What I hate most is solving cases and riddles." Ji Xiaoxiao rubbed her throbbing forehead.
Looking up through the broken window, the sun shone brightly, the sky was cloudless, and the vast earth was covered in white snow, reflecting a dazzling light. The beautiful scenery should soothe her heart, and Ji Xiaoxiao's restless and anxious heart gradually calmed down, becoming as still as a deep pool.
A loud "bang" interrupted Ji Xiaoxiao's leisurely mood.
---Aside---
Thank you for the flowers, Shenyu_Qingchen!
Thank you for the flowers, Shenyu_Qingchen!
Thank you for the flowers, Shenyu_Qingchen!
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