If I am reborn without any memories, then my rebirth would be in vain!

Under Ji Mo's manipulation, the sound barrier had long been broken, the sounds on both sides were connected, and Yin's head could turn at will. He witnessed the torture suffered by Hui with his own eyes, and when he saw Ji Mo coming, his whole body trembled.

Ji Mo gently stroked Yin's face, blood stained his face, and the fishy smell made him panic.

"It's our turn, my friend."

Ji Mo untied Yin's throat and said, "Don't kill me, don't torture me, I'll tell you everything! I'll tell you everything!"

At the end of the season, the sound barrier was immediately activated, and Hui could no longer hear any sound from this side.

Ji Mo smiled and said, "Okay, go ahead."

The red knife in his right hand kept turning, as if it would stab Yin's body at the next moment.

"Brother, Grandpa, Young Master, we were really not assigned by others."

Ji Mo thought for a moment, nodded, and asked, "Then why did you sneak attack me?"

Yin's face was full of regret: "Grandpa, young man, it's us who didn't recognize you. We saw you with that girl at the night market last night. She was so beautiful that we got lustful."

"We are both mentally ill. We didn't realize you were a cultivator. Otherwise, even if we had a hundred guts, we wouldn't dare to do this."

Ji Mo nodded, "Is that so.

Ji Mo thrust his palm hard, nailing Yin's right palm to the wooden bed.

The loud wailing of lust made the listeners' scalps tingle.

Ji Mo clapped his hands and said, "That's a good point, but I don't believe it. Think it over before you tell me."

At the end of the season, he took off his gloves and threw them on the table. At the same time, he unlocked the seals on the two people's heads. They could move freely and make sounds, but due to the isolation of the [sound barrier], the two could only communicate through facial expressions.

Hui was already tortured to the point of exhaustion. He was exhausted and in constant pain. He wanted to end it all, but he couldn't bear to do so. He could only transform his resentment into anger and blame all the faults on Yin. If it weren't for this idiot who had lustful thoughts, he wouldn't be suffering from this inhuman torture now.

The dirty look became more and more resentful as he stared at Lust.

Yin knew that he was in the wrong and didn't dare to look him in the eye. He could only lie down and pray in his heart. After all, the other party looked like a child and was not very old. He should not be so cruel. As long as he confessed or the price was high, he would definitely spare his life.

Time passed very slowly, and blood dripped from the bed to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Days are like years.

Ji Mo pushed the door open and entered. The light outside the door gave the two of them hope. At this time, Hui's already pale face was even more bloodless, and his whole body was dry as if he had aged dozens of years. He already felt that if he continued like this, he would soon die.

At the end of the season, he put on the blood-stained gloves, untied the [Sound Barrier], and said with a smile, "Friends, let's continue."

Before Ji Mo finished speaking, Yin shouted loudly: "Grandpa, young man, I confess everything."

Hui, who had lost the initiative, had a gloomy face and was very dissatisfied.

Ji Mo glanced at Yin, gathered a steel nail in his hand, and swung it casually, piercing Yin's thigh: "Noisy tongue."

The severe pain made Yin's face look ferocious, but he didn't dare to shout out.

While Yin was enduring, Hui used up all his strength and shouted, "Young man, I confess everything. I have a soul-searching method that you can use to directly read my memories. I am willing to give up all my property, all the magic tools on my body, everything I have, to buy my life!"

Yin's face froze, and he shouted, suppressing the pain: "Grandpa, I have it too, and I am willing to give you everything I have. I only want my life, and I am willing to be your lowest slave, working like a cow or a horse for you. I have a method for slavery!"

"Oh?" Ji Mo looked surprised, "I didn't expect there would be such a pleasant surprise."

He pulled his palm downwards, [Sound Barrier] was activated, and Ji Mo walked towards Hui's side.

With a slight smile, she looked at him and said, "Go ahead."

"Young man, my items and magic tools are all in the ring. Please help me take it off first, and I will open it for you."

Ji Mo nodded, took off the ring on his finger, placed it on his forehead, and with a dirty thought, the ring opened.

He looked at Ji Mo with a filthy and flattering look, "Okay, young man, you can take a look.

At the end of the season, he sent a wisp of consciousness into the ring. He was extremely cautious about this. Although he didn't know whether the ring could hurt people, it was always a good thing to be cautious.

Ji Mo nervously controlled that strand of consciousness and explored the entire ring, discovering that this person was quite wealthy. "He has thousands of spirit stones, enough to buy an ordinary fourth-level magic weapon.

In addition to the raw stones, there are also many wild beasts and wild animals, but their levels are very low. There are many skills scattered among them. Ji Mo took a general look and the [Soul-Guiding Technique] attracted his attention.

Ji Mo took out the [Soul Summoning Technique] from the ring and said, "This?"

He said obscenely, "Yes, that's it."

Ji Mo sneered and gathered the steel needle in his hand again, "Are you kidding me? Don't you know how long it takes to practice a martial art? Are you stalling for time and waiting for others to rescue you?"

His face turned pale and he said in panic, "Young man, no, no, this technique has two ways of using it. As long as my mind and spirit cooperate, you can search my soul in a very short time. Of course, this only works on me. You can see for yourself if you understand."

Ji Mo gave him a cold look and said, "Don't play tricks on me."

Huiman said flatteringly: "How can that be possible?"

At the end of the season, after carefully reading the [Soul-Guiding Method], he discovered that it was indeed as Hui had said. The [Soul-Guiding Method] was not aimed at the soul, but at the cultivator's sea of consciousness. As long as the other party relaxed their vigilance and cooperated wholeheartedly, he could enter his sea of consciousness and use the [Soul-Guiding Method] to find the memories he was looking for in the sea of consciousness.

Theoretically, it's feasible. After watching the end of the season, he threw away the [Soul-Guiding Technique] and smiled coldly: "You want to lead me into your sea of consciousness and fight with me in it?"

The obscene expression became mechanical and panicky, and his speech became stuttering and somewhat incoherent.

"I...I...don't have any, young man."

Hui was like a mute eating bitter herbs at this moment, unable to express his pain. How could he have met such a cautious and suspicious person? He would not believe anything he said. He was so frank, but he was still so cautious towards him.

Perhaps this is the necessary skill to survive in the monastic world. No wonder the abbot told me many years ago that the most important things for a monastic are patience and caution.

The outside world is not a monastery. There are no rules or protection. The fittest survive and the losers die.

The changes in Xi's expression were extremely rich, which made Ji Mo feel a little relieved, as if he was not lying to himself. "How about giving it a try?"

Ji Mo shook his head, a cold sweat pouring down his face: "I actually feel so conflicted that I want to take a gamble."

Ji Mo looked at him and chuckled: "Give me a solution, otherwise I won't believe it."