Chapter 168: The Accountant

Meng Su controlled the Moonlight Boat to land on the continent where the Ji family was located, and then appeared in a market. Where there were people, there were markets. The Ji family had a large population, so there was a large market at the entrance of the Ji family. Various hawking sounds rose and fell in the market. People of all colors walked back and forth, appearing extremely lively.

Meng Su stopped in front of a shop. This was a calligraphy and painting shop. An old man wearing reading glasses sat in the shop. Several calligraphy and painting works were hung behind the shop. The old man's painting skills were limited, and these calligraphy and painting works were all common hanging paintings used in commoners' homes, such as the Kitchen God and Door God.

The old man was old and didn't hawk, just sat quietly behind the table waiting for business.

Meng Su stood in front of the old man's shop for a while. The old man discovered Meng Su and asked Meng Su: "Sir, are you seeking calligraphy or painting?"

Meng Su smiled and said: "I am not seeking calligraphy, nor am I seeking painting. I am seeking a matter."

"Oh, what matter are you seeking, Sir? I only sell calligraphy, I don't know how to calculate divination." The old man asked curiously.

"No need for divination, the matter I ask, you must know."

Meng Su paused and said again: "May I ask, Big Brother, how many people are there in this Ji family?"

"Alas, this Ji family, there are so many people. No one has really counted them. On this continent, all are the Ji family's industries, among which there are hundreds of Ji family manors, and there are more than ten large manors. If you ask how many people there are, this, roughly estimated, there should be more than one million. This is still the direct line. If you count the relatives, then there are more. It may be over ten million," the old man pondered.

"One million population, first kill one hundred thousand this time, and kill one hundred thousand every year thereafter. Until it is killed to below one million," Meng Su said in a low voice.

Meng Su raised his head to look at the old man and said: "Can you keep accounts, Sir?"

The old man smiled and said: "General accounts are still okay. If it is too complicated, I can't calculate it."

"Not too complicated, within one hundred thousand, it is still a running account," Meng Su looked at the old man and said: "You keep accounts for me for one day, and I will give you ten times the money for writing calligraphy and painting. How about it?"

"There is such a good thing? Sir, don't tease the old man to be happy."

"Pack up your things and come with me, Sir," Meng Su said neatly. And he threw a gold ingot to the old man. In the secular world, gold and silver were still circulated.

The old man took the gold ingot, his face smiled like a painting, picked up an account book, and followed Meng Su to the entrance of the Ji family's central manor.

Ji family conference hall, Ji Wuming was extremely angry. He roared at Ji Buyi and Ji Bu'er: "Must find out who did it, I want to exterminate his entire clan. No, even the continent where he is, I want to kill them all."

"Ji Bu'er, you go and call Ji Xingjun, bring his border army, once the murderer is found, kill them immediately. At the same time, call the two young masters Ji Chuan and Ji Zhangyue, let them follow behind to train."

Ji Wuming said angrily again: "Whoever can kill the murderer is the Demon Child of the Demon Capital."

In the time of a stick of incense, in the Ji family courtyard, a large teleportation array began busy teleportation. A general wearing golden armor appeared in the courtyard, and then countless soldiers were teleported into the courtyard.

The general walked onto the point-of-command platform, silently watching the soldiers being teleported in, counting the numbers in his heart.

In the time of another stick of incense, the soldiers were teleported, and a total of twenty thousand iron-armored troops stood in the center of the courtyard. A murderous aura rose into the sky as the soldiers gathered.

The leading general was precisely one of the Ji family's Demon Generals: Ji Xingjun.

Ji Wuming walked onto the point-of-command platform, and with grief and indignation, said to the solemn soldiers below: "Just half a month ago, our family's Kirin, the hope of the family, our family's Demon Child - Wudao, was killed. Our Ji family, standing in the Demon Capital for thousands of years, no one has dared to move soil on our heads, and now they have actually killed our Demon Child, erasing the hope of our Ji family. If this matter is not settled, our Ji family will not be able to stand in the Demon Capital. Good sons of the Ji family, what should we do?"

"Kill, kill, kill."

Twenty thousand soldiers shouted in unison. The murderous aura condensed by twenty thousand people startled the birds around. Countless birds fled from here.

Ji Wuming finished the mobilization and handed over the command to Ji Xingjun.

Ji Xingjun looked into the distance and sneered: "I, Ji Xingjun, want to see what kind of sacred person dares to move the foundation of my Ji family. I want to flatten the place where he is."

Ji Xingjun took the soldiers to the teleportation array, preparing to teleport to the grassland where Ji Wudao was killed. He was stopped by Ji Wuming.

"Xingjun, go through the main gate. I want outsiders to see the determination of my Ji family. This matter is not simple. I suspect that other families or sects are involved, which can be a deterrent."

Ji Xingjun nodded.

At this time, the two young masters of the Ji family also came to the point-of-command field. These were the two leading young masters of the Ji family, wearing uniform red robes, because Ji Wudao usually liked to wear red clothes, and Ji Wudao was the model for the younger generation of the entire Ji family, so the young masters of the Ji family all imitated Ji Wudao intentionally or unintentionally.

Ji Chuan and Ji Zhangyue. At the time of the Demon Child selection, they were defeated by Ji Wudao and lost the qualification of Demon Child, but they were strong, and after the last failure, the two practiced even harder. Their demonic arts improved by leaps and bounds. Usually, they were arrogant and looked down on everyone.

Just as the Ji family was preparing to attack with great fanfare, the butler outside the door suddenly walked to the drill field in a hurry.

"Not good, that assassin has come to the door. He is already blocking the door."

"Ah, how many people are there?" Ji Wuming asked in surprise.

"Two, a ragged teenager and an old man."

"Go, go out and see."

Ji Wuming led Ji Xingjun and the two young masters of the Ji family and walked quickly out of the door.

At this time, Meng Su was sitting at the entrance of the Ji family. The entrance was a huge square, usually where people did business. But it would automatically clear a hundred zhang space in front of the door, which was the rule of the Ji family.

Meng Su sat three zhang away from the entrance of the Ji family.

The Ji family was a behemoth of the Demon Capital, naturally having a protective array, and Meng Su couldn't get in, but he could block it.

When Meng Su sat at the door, the Ji family sent servants to drive him away, but they were slapped to death by Meng Su. Then he used the blood of the servants to draw a line at the door and wrote a few words: "Those who cross this line will be killed without mercy."

This kind of provocation was unprecedented. No one had ever dared to be so arrogant in front of a family. The strength of a family was something even ordinary Supremes had to weigh. But now someone was blocking the door and killing people. This slap in the face was no longer an ordinary humiliation; it was a challenge.

The only ones who dared to challenge the Ji family were the Mist Demon Sect and the Ye family. But the Mist Demon Sect and the Ji family had formed an alliance, so they would definitely not do such a thing.

The young man who appeared at the door could only be the Ye family, and the only one who dared to be so high-profile was the Ye family Demon Child: Ye Baiyi.

When Ji Wuming led the Ji family elites to the door, Ji Wuming was stunned. The young man in front of him was full of killing intent, but he didn't recognize him. Not to mention that he didn't recognize him, Ji Wuming estimated that no one in the four major families and four major sects recognized the young man in front of him.

Ji Wuming looked at the blood words on the ground and the more than ten servants who died on the ground, and the anger in his heart had already made him lose his mind.

Ji Wuming turned back and said to Ji Chuan and Ji Zhangyue: "Kill that ignorant beast for me. No, don't kill him, killing him is too cheap for him, I want to light him as a sky lamp. Only then can I vent the hatred in my heart."