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

The rising sun shone in from the window. After practicing until midnight, Ji Mo, who had only slept for six hours, hurriedly got up, only to find Lin Miaomiao tidying up the room. Ji Mo rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at her, "Why are you here so early?"

Lin Miaomiao turned around in surprise, but did not answer Ji Mo's words: "Hey, Master, why are you awake? Did I disturb you?"

Ji Mo shook his head: "No, why did you come so early?" Ji Mo saw the bloodshot in her eyes and vaguely guessed something.

Lin Miaomiao put down the rag in her hand, scratched her head awkwardly, and said at a loss: "Master, I couldn't sleep a bit. I'm not used to being here, so I came here early to clean."

Ji Mo nodded and said softly, "That's true. It'll be good if you get familiar with it."

Lin Miaomiao nodded and started to work hard again. Seeing Ji Mo get up and change clothes, Lin Miaomiao hurried over to help and asked curiously, "Master, are you going out so early?"

Ji Mo nodded and said, "Yes, I will go to the treasury to find some materials."

"Oh." Lin Miaomiao put on Ji Mo's clothes, folded his bedding neatly, and hurried out the door: "Then I'll go prepare breakfast. What do you want to eat today?"

Ji Mo called her over: "Hey, Miaomiao, I don't want to eat anymore, so you don't have to do it."

Lin Miaomiao turned around in confusion, feeling a little lost: "Why, Master, you are just getting better. If you don't eat breakfast, your recovery will be even slower."

Ji Mo lifted his collar and called Lin Miaomiao over, "I have something to tell you."

Ji Mo leaned close to her ear. Lin Miaomiao's long eyelashes and smart eyes kept blinking, her cheeks slightly red, looking very cute and pitiful: "Master, your orders."

Lin Miaomiao lowered her head shyly, instinctively wanting to escape, but she stood there stiffly. Ji Mo's breath blew on her face, making her legs a little weak.

Ji Mo looked at her expression and shaky body in confusion: "Starting today, don't tell anyone about my whereabouts outside. You have to prepare the things that Second Aunt sends you yourself and then deliver them to me."

Lin Miaomiao nodded shyly: "Okay!"

Ji Mo patted her shoulder with satisfaction, but he didn't expect that this was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Lin Miaomiao, whose legs were already weak, sat down on the ground after being patted, and lowered her head shyly, burying it in her chest like an ostrich.

Ji Mo was a little dazed, but didn't know what to do. A silver bell-like laughter came from his sea of consciousness, "Hahahaha, Ji Mo, you are so naive!"

"You've teased even little girls until their legs are weak! How come you're so different from your last life?"

Qing Yuan laughed heartily in her sea of consciousness, not caring about her image. "This kind of life is so interesting!"

Ji Mo was silent, his face turned gloomy. He gently helped Lin Miaomiao up and walked out with a dark face.

Only Lin Miaomiao was left disheveled in the wind.

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Ji Mo, who hadn't been out for a long time, was bathed in sunlight and felt warm all over. He was in a good mood and walked all the way to the Classics Pavilion.

The Classics Pavilion has a total of six floors, four above ground and two underground. The upper four floors are used to store classics, mental methods and skills, corresponding to the first to fourth levels respectively. The two underground floors are used to store formations, elixirs and equipment. Members of the Ji family can enter the underground first and upper two floors at will, because there is nothing particularly important in them, and they can all be borrowed. However, if you are not a member of the Ji family, the procedures will be extremely cumbersome.

Only elders can go up to the second underground floor and the third and fourth floors above ground. The procedures are extremely complicated and books cannot be borrowed. After all, starting from the third level, the mental methods and skills are extremely rare.

Ji Mo hummed a ballad as he walked outside the Classics Pavilion. An old man was lazily sitting on a recliner basking in the sun. Upon seeing Ji Mo coming, he wiped his eyes. After confirming that he had recognized him correctly, he quickly stood up and greeted Ji Mo with a smile: "Master Mo, you are here. What are you looking for today?"

"Hey," Ji Mo waved his hand hurriedly, "Mr. Bai, you should sit down and rest. I'll just come and take a look."

"Hey, that's what you said." Old Bai stroked his beard and asked curiously, "Young Master Mo, how is your recovery going? I heard that you unfortunately fell off a cliff a few days ago. I have some pills here that can help you get better faster."

As he spoke, he picked up the gourd hanging from his waist, took off the lid and poured out a few pills. As soon as the pills came out of the gourd, a sweet fragrance emanated from it. Compared to this, Ji Mo looked at him in surprise, "When did you change the gourd on your waist to hold pills? I remember it used to hold wine!"

Bai Fu stroked his beard and said with a smile: "To be honest, I prepared this medicine gourd specifically for you. After hearing about that incident a few days ago, I felt a little uneasy and kept waiting for you to come to the Classics Pavilion. As you know, it is impossible for outsiders like us to visit you in the Ji Mansion during your coma. Now that you are here, I am relieved."

Ji Mo smiled and said nothing more. He put away the medicine gourd, walked into the Classics Pavilion and waved to Bai Fu outside. "You go ahead and do your work. I'll come in and take a look around. See you later."

Bai Fu responded, "Okay, I'll treat you to dinner later!"

In the sea of consciousness at the end of the season, Qing Yuan lay on a rattan chair, rocking gently, a straw hat covering her beautiful cheeks. Qing Yuan said teasingly, "I didn't expect you to be so familiar with an old man."

Ji Mo rolled his eyes, "You know everything I remember!"

Qing Yuan placed her hands on her neck and said lazily, "How should I know? Those are just text descriptions, lacking scenes and emotions. I can't imagine what you did!"

"Also, Ji Mo, you can't really be in a relationship with Long Yang, right? Why are you so close to an old man? He cares about you so much. It's really pitiful for Lin Miaomiao, that child. They grew up together, but she was treated so rudely!"

Ji Mo remained silent, pretending not to hear anything. He found that he could not try to communicate with Qing Yuan, as her train of thought was extremely strange.

Ji Mo first walked around the first floor, and then went to the second floor. There were very few people in the Classics Pavilion in the early morning, which made Ji Mo very comfortable. He didn't like crowded places. After staying for a while, he returned to the first floor and went straight underground to find the two materials he needed.

The materials used for [Listening to the Tongue] are not precious, and can even be said to be very cheap. Ji Mo found them all after searching for a while in the underground floor. He smiled and weighed the [Echo Grass] and silver in his hand, and was very satisfied.

With these two, [Listening Tongue] can be refined, but a few more pieces must be found to avoid failure in refining. These materials are easy to find, but a refining furnace must be found. It seems that I can only borrow one from the academy, but this will easily be exposed. However, no one should find out now. The Chamber of Commerce must buy one next time!