Reborn I became the pet of the farm group

Chapter 122 Injured
Ji Qingyue directly ignored her, walked over with big strides, and while everyone was not paying attention, directly tapped her dumb acupoint, Ji Liu's words were all stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a word.

Ji Qingyue stretched out her hand to support her again. With great strength, she touched her numb point again. Ji Liushi seemed to be leaning against her arms, surprisingly quiet.

Ji Qingyue raised her head, "Boss, let's go. My grandma knows she's done something wrong, so she's willing to go to the ancestral hall to confront the second uncle."

Although Ji Chonghai felt that something was wrong, he was always direct and unwilling to care about details, so he nodded and strode forward.

The group was the last to leave, and Ji Deyuan and others had already followed when Ji Chensong went to the ancestral hall.

Seeing the bright lights outside the ancestral hall from a distance, Ji Qingyue knew that today's matter would finally come to a conclusion.

As for Ji Liushi in her arms, her eyes were wide open. She couldn't speak or move, so she could only express her emotions with such eyes. It's a pity that she had done too many evil things. With disgust, how can I speak for her, let alone care about her.

What's more, it's dark now, and there are not many people who can really see her situation clearly.

It was outside the ancestral hall again, even the women who usually wanted to watch the excitement did not dare to say much at the moment.

Ji Qianhua and Ji Liu were taken directly to the ancestral hall.

Ji Chensong was already kneeling inside, Ji Yuanshan opened the ancestral hall, took the whip enshrined on it, and stood respectfully on one side, the ancestor Ji Deyuan took a look at Ji Chensong who was determined to continue.

After Ji Liu and Ji Qianhua got together, he offered incense to the ancestors, and then he looked at the crowd outside and said the reason loudly: "Today, Ji Chensong, the thirteenth generation descendant of the Ji family, is willing to obey the ancestral law. Bear twenty lashes, and interrogate the matter with his mother Ji Liu and his elder brother Ji Qianhua, if one of the two parties has concealed something, after verification, he will be expelled from the family in severe cases, or deal with it according to the circumstances."

"Ji Chensong, can you continue?" Ji Deyuan asked again.

Ji Chensong kowtowed hard: "The descendant Ji Chensong is willing to bear all the consequences, and only wants to get the truth."

"In that case, Yuan Shan, execute the caning."

Ji Deyuan's voice fell, and soon a junior in the clan pressed Ji Chensong under him. Ji Yuanshan held a whip in his hand. After the first whip, Ji Xiaoqian, who was standing by Ji Yiran, couldn't hold back and rushed out , holding Ji Chensong's neck and crying loudly.

"Don't beat dad, don't beat dad, he still has a lot of wounds on his body, he can't bear it." Ji Xiaoqian burst into tears.

But it is precisely because it is the childish words of children that they are moving at this moment.

Ji Chensong's face turned pale, but he still supported his body, reached out and rubbed Ji Xiaoqian's weeping face, "Xiaoqian, don't cry, dad will protect you this time."

"Don't come here, don't do anything wrong, father knows you are a good boy, go back to Yiran quickly, father will be fine."

"father……"

"Go back quickly!" Ji Chensong roared, then coughed uncontrollably.

Ji Qingyue saw it clearly. She stepped forward and pulled Ji Xiaoqian back. At this moment, Ji Chensong's suffering is just a matter of persevering, and they will have a way out in the future. If today's opportunity is missed, the clan will not accept him again. Asking, you will only be angry that he disturbed the ancestor's spiritual seat, after all, opening an ancestral hall is not a trivial matter.

The situation of Ji Chensong's family will improve in the future, and she deserves to hint at Ji Chensong.

Ji Chensong glanced at her gratefully, then lowered his head, and continued to bear the pain from the whip.

The sound of cracking whips fell on everyone's ears and they felt flustered. They couldn't bear to look at it. At the fifth whip, Ji Chensong's clothes on his back were soaked in blood.

His breathing has become quieter.

By the time of the tenth whip, Ji Chensong's back clothes were all torn, revealing the blood-red wound inside.

It was only then that Ji Qingyue saw that there was a very large wound on his back near the back of his head, and her face instantly turned ugly.

Even Ji Yuanshan, who was beating the whip, stopped, as if he didn't expect such a big wound on Ji Chensong's back.

Before Ji Qingyue wondered why there were so many wounds on Ji Xiaoqian's body, she went to show it to Ji Qiang. Except for the ear problem, there were some healed marks in other places, but no wounds.

Later, she gave Ji Chensong the pills and didn't pay any more attention to his condition. Who knew that he was the one who was injured the most in the end.

"Old ancestor, look..." Ji Yuanshan stopped beating, and the other juniors in the clan were a little panicked.

Ji Ruiyu, who was holding Ji Chen loose, quickly reached out and put his hand under the tip of his nose, his hand suddenly said, his voice was a little knotted: "Master, master... No, I'm out of breath."

"Ah." Ji Ruihui yelled, and suddenly let go of Ji Chensong, with a startled expression on his face, he took a few steps back.

Both he and Ji Ruiyu were in their teens, so they panicked when they had never seen a dead person.

The crowd outside also became noisy in an instant. They couldn't bear to watch just now, but they never thought that they really killed people.

Even the ancestor Ji Deyuan panicked: "Hurry up, let someone call Dr. Ding."

"Chen Song, no, he won't die, doctor...doctor..." Old man Ji was also anxious.

Ji Qingyue tilted her head to look at Ji Chenyuan, and after he nodded, she stood up, "Old Ancestor, I know a little bit of medical skills, Doctor Ding is my master, it's too late to call Doctor Ding, I'll give it to you first." Second uncle, shall we take a look?"

"You can do it? If you can, go up, hurry up, everyone, make room for Qingyue." Ji Deyuan hurriedly ordered loudly.

Ji Qingyue had already carried the medicine box, and she was prepared from the beginning that Ji Chensong would not be able to bear it when he was whipped, so it happened to be used at this time.

She stepped forward to see Ji Chensong's situation, and it was even more serious than she imagined.

Fortunately, he didn't have a fatal pulse, and he could be saved with medicine.

After Ji Qingyue passed acupuncture and added pills, it took about a quarter of an hour for Ji Chensong to recover, but he was extremely weak all over.

"Chen Song, your body is too weak to bear it, not to mention you are still injured, do you want to continue?" Ji Deyuan asked with some resentment.

He really couldn't think of anything that made him even want his life, but he insisted on asking it out. Could it be that those words were really more important than a life?
"Chen Song, you still have two children. Don't you think they will have no one to raise them in the future, not only without a mother but also without a father?" Ji Deyuan asked.

Ji Chensong raised his head with difficulty, his voice was so soft that he could barely hear: "She...did she say it? It happened five years ago."

"No...Chen Song, why are you still obsessed with it..." Ji Deyuan's words stopped abruptly, and his face became more and more ugly, because he suddenly realized what Ji Chensong asked.

(End of this chapter)