Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

"Slut!"

Jingzhi frowned, scratched her ear with her little finger, and the veins on her forehead jumped. She looked up and down at the strange man in front of her.

The man was wearing a gray linen suit with the left lapel and the right lapel. He was wearing a pair of ancient white socks and black cloth shoes, as if he had come from ancient times.

What shocked Jingzhi the most was that his forehead was bald and the back of his head was shaved into a rat-tail braid like the ones worn by the Manchus during the Qing Dynasty in TV dramas.

Jingzhi touched her chin and circled around the man curiously.

"Brother, are you filming? Isn't it a bit rude to call her a slut right after you get here?"

The man was so calm even when she was called a slut. Is reputation not worth mentioning to her?

He didn't know what he was thinking about, and he couldn't help but lick his lower lip with his slippery tongue. He secretly looked at Jingzhi's exposed arms, and smiled at Jingzhi with a lewd look:

"If you're not a slut, you're dressed like that. I see you're wearing strange clothes, maybe you're an opera singer? Hehe, girl, why don't you follow me? I guarantee you'll have a good time—bang!"

Jingzhi shook her burning hands, and her furry ears popped out in anger.

"Tell me which direction Dongpingzhou is going, or I'll beat you to death!"

The man stroked his swollen face, his pupils trembling constantly, and his index finger pointing at Jingzhi was shaking as if he had a stroke:

"Ah~~Ah~~! Demon girl, the cat demon appears~~~~~"

A loud and high-pitched scream came out, and it stopped abruptly two seconds after turning two corners.

Jingzhi waved her hands again, looking at the man who was knocked unconscious at the entrance of the alley by her palm, her brows furrowed tightly.

fool.

"Where is the monster?"

"Brother Liang, the sound seems to be coming from the alley ahead."

"Come on, let's go take a look."

"No, no, I can't. You're good at martial arts, so go ahead. I, I have things to do at home!"

"You coward! Tongcai, let's go and take a look."

……

Oh shit.

Coming so quickly?

Jingzhi's ears moved and he heard two footsteps approaching slowly.

She gritted her teeth and transformed into a white cat. As her body shrank, her clothes fell to the ground. The collar around her neck was loose at this time, and the hairpin on her head fell on her clothes, but she didn't have time to pick it up.

Holding the collar in her mouth, she quickly crawled out from the pile of clothes, then jumped hard and landed steadily on the upside-down weaving frame beside her.

Then it stretched out its sharp claws, inserted them into the cracks between the bricks, and climbed to the top of the wall in a few steps. Then it jumped onto the roof opposite, lowered its cat head, and its clear cat eyes turned alertly, secretly observing the environment below.

……

Liang Zan lifted his robe and half-knelt down, carefully checking the breath of the man who collapsed on the ground.

After confirming that the other person was still breathing, he felt relieved, but then his attention was attracted by the pile of clothes not far away.

"Tongcai, bring the things over here for me to see."

"Yes, Master."

Tongcai responded, strode over the man lying on the ground like a dead dog, trotted to the clothes, and hugged them tightly in his arms.

However, just as he stood up, he heard a crisp "ding" sound, and a jade hairpin slipped off his clothes, hit the side of the weaving frame, and then slid along the side of the conical frame to the ground, making another crisp sound.

Liang Zan stood up upon hearing the sound, his eyes cast towards the jade hairpin on the ground, his brows slightly furrowed, and he said, "Tongcai, pick it up."

"Oh oh oh..."

Tongcai was still in a dumbfounded state. When he heard the young master's order, he came to his senses, nodded heavily, hurriedly picked up the hairpin, gently patted the dust off it, and then quickly walked to Liang Zan's side.

"Master, I really didn't mean to do that. Fortunately, the hairpin wasn't broken. Look..."

Liang Zan took the hairpin, held it up to the sunlight and looked at it carefully.

The jade was crystal clear, soft and delicate to the touch, and it was obviously a piece of top-grade jade.

His family is the richest, and he has seen many good things like this. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

This thing is worth a lot of money.

However, it is really puzzling that it was dumped here so casually.

Looking more closely at the hairpin, one discovers that its style is slightly different from those used by ordinary women. Instead, it looks more like something used by Taoist priests, but its size is slightly smaller than usual.

These strange features made him so confused that he stood still for a moment.

After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out, so he stopped worrying about it.

He put the hairpin into his bosom, rolled up his sleeves, raised his chin towards Tongcai, and said:

"Take the man to the clinic. I'll wait for you at the restaurant, still at the usual place."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the alley without hesitation.

Tongcai hurriedly took a few steps and shouted:

"Master, what should I do with this dress?"

Liang Zan's voice came from a distance:

"Take it first and bring it back to the mansion later. Remember not to let my father see it."

Tongcai looked down at the strange clothes in his hand, and his sparse, inverted scowl eyebrows were wrinkled so much that they were almost glued together.

Suddenly, a ray of silver light on the clothes caught his attention.

He gently picked up the hair and pulled it out from his collar.

Good, very long, white, and, it glows.

"Young, young master~ah~~~~"

Tongcai widened his eyes in horror, and a bean of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

He turned around in panic and ran away desperately, completely forgetting that there was an unconscious man behind him.

……

At the same time, Jingzhi on the rooftop opposite let out a light click of his tongue, and lay on the roof with his front paws tucked in, his bright eyes fixed on the restaurant not far away.

She looked there thoughtfully, thinking secretly in her mind.

The clothes are fine, but the hairpin is an important token between her and Afeng, so she must get it back no matter what.

After thinking about it, she stood up, shook her body which was warmed by the sun, and jumped lightly. In a few steps, she jumped to the roof of a restaurant not far away.