Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Jingzhi and Lin Jiu, whose eyes were red, looked at the woman's back and frowned.

At this moment, Nianying came over. Lin Jiu pulled her over and asked quietly:

"Who's that person next to your sister?"

Nianying looked back at the woman's back, smiled and said:

"Oh, she came here to apply for the position on her own. My sister used to cry out in pain when she was first pregnant, but she stopped feeling any pain after she got her period."

Jingzhi crossed her arms and said doubtfully:

"So magical?"

Nianying nodded, and her eyes moved to the Marshal who was shaking from time to time. Her eyes revealed a little worry, "Uncle Jiu, what should I do about my brother-in-law's illness?"

Lin Jiu was confident, "We'll know when we go to the ancestral hall."

Nianying: "I want to go too!"

Lin Jiu disagreed, "Children can't go there."

Her brother-in-law was infected with corpse poison. If there really were zombies in the ancestral hall, if she, a little girl, went there, it would only restrict his actions.

While they were still chatting, the Marshal came over with his military cap, "Aren't we going to the ancestral hall? It's almost dark, let's go!"

Lin Jiu and his group took two steps back and stayed away from him before they responded with an okay.

The Marshal glared at a few people, muttered something under his breath, and then led a group of soldiers around the fountain at the door, out of the yard and led the way.

Wencai and Qiu Sheng followed in front, while Lin Jiu and Jingzhi walked slowly at the back.

At this moment, Jingzhi suddenly came close to Lin Jiu's mouth and sniffed, "You've eaten mustard."

The tone is sinking, it is an affirmative sentence.

She smelled mustard, and it was quite pungent.

"How much did you eat?"

Lin Jiu felt that the distance between them was too close, so he quickly leaned back and gestured to her.

When Jingzhi saw the gesture, her eyebrows jumped. Without thinking too much, she quickly covered his stomach with her hand and slowly injected spiritual energy into it.

Even though there were several layers of clothes between them, Lin Jiu had never been so close to a woman before.

In an instant, he felt his cheeks burning as if on fire and his heartbeat accelerated rapidly.

He hurriedly stopped and looked around. He saw several soldiers pointing at them. In a panic, he reached out his hand and covered Jingzhi's fingers, trying to move them away.

"Don't make a fuss. If you eat too much mustard and can't recover, something serious could happen."

Seeing the unprecedented serious expression on her face, Lin Jiu was stunned for a moment, and the strength he had used to pry her hands apart gradually disappeared.

As her spiritual power continued to flow into his body, Lin Jiu felt as if a clear spring was flowing through his stomach, and the burning sensation slowly dissipated.

Not long after, his flushed face slowly returned to normal, but his tongue was still numb from the spicy taste.

Lin Jiu stared at her furrowed brows in a daze, and suddenly an indescribable warmth surged in his heart.

At this moment, a thought suddenly popped into his mind:

Just now at the Marshal's Mansion, she looked so unhappy. Could it be that... she had some misunderstanding?

After struggling for a while, Lin Jiu still wanted to explain clearly, "Just now I was choked to tears."

Jingzhi glanced at his still red eyes, withdrew her hand, and said lightly: "I know."

His eyes were stained with blood from the way he rubbed them in a panic.

Coupled with his hesitant expression, he looked even more pitiful.

Jingzhi felt inexplicably guilty, after all, it was she who didn't let him eat anything carelessly.

She slowed down her pace and handed over the wife cake that she had squeezed until it was slightly deformed. "I can help you with the stomach discomfort, but the tongue problem... I can't do anything about it. Maybe eating something sweet can relieve it."

Looking at the packaging bag with several dents and fingerprints, Jingzhi looked ashamed, "I'm sorry, I..."

Lin Jiu didn't take it. His tongue was numb at the moment and he really had no appetite. "It's okay, I'll eat it when I get back."

Jingzhi nodded and put the cake into the bag she was carrying.

Then he took out the kettle and used his spiritual power to lower the water temperature before handing it to him. "Drink some water. It might feel better if you hold a sip in your mouth after drinking it."

Lin Jiu felt warm in his heart again. She was always so thoughtful and considerate.

At this moment, he really needed to drink some water to rinse his mouth, so he did not refuse. He took the water, unscrewed the lid, drank a few sips, and then took another sip and held it in his mouth.

The moment his entire mouth was wrapped in cold water, Lin Jiu's heart was shocked again.

Why is she so kind?

He felt that the more he spent time with her, the deeper he seemed to fall...

Jingzhi noticed his gaze, so she raised her eyes to see if he was still feeling unwell.

Lin Jiu seemed to be afraid of being seen through, so he quickly lowered his eyelids and avoided her scrutiny.

When she lowered her eyes, she saw the familiar word "Jing" on the lower right corner of the cup in his hand.

Lin Jiu suddenly came to her senses and realized that this was her special water cup.

So, he swallowed the gradually warming water with a gulp. His face, which had just returned to normal, instantly turned red again. "You, I... I'm sorry, I didn't know."

Jingzhi smiled and shook her head, "It's okay, do you feel better?"

Lin Jiu didn't dare to look at her again. After returning the cup, he nodded quickly.

In fact, his tongue was aching slightly at this time, but he no longer dared to ask her for water.

After all, when he first got in the car, he saw her drinking from that cup...

Then wouldn't they...

Stop, don’t think about it, don’t think about it.

……

Since ancient times, ancestral halls have been important places for families to worship their ancestors and discuss important family affairs.

Most ancestral halls are built on mountains with excellent feng shui, and the Long Family Ancestral Hall is no exception.

At this moment, a convoy of people drove out of the bustling and noisy city and sped towards the suburbs.

When the vehicle finally arrived at the destination, what appeared before everyone's eyes was a winding red dirt road that extended all the way to the foot of the mountain, which was considered a Feng Shui treasure land.

Unfortunately, it had just rained, making the already bumpy road even more muddy.

There were puddles of all sizes everywhere, and the ground was wet and slippery, making it difficult to walk.

In desperation, everyone had to get off the bus and prepare to hike up the mountain to the Long Family Ancestral Hall.

Jingzhi was walking in the team, her eyes always on Lin Jiu beside her.

Lin Jiu covered his abdomen with his hands from time to time, his face looked a little pale, and a layer of fine beads of sweat seeped out of his forehead.

She couldn't help but feel worried:

"Are you really okay? You don't look right to me."

Could it be that in addition to the stomach discomfort, his stomach was also acting up?

Facing Jingzhi's concern, Lin Jiuqiang perked up, staring closely at the back of the Marshal in front of him, and shook his head seriously:

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

In fact, his stomach was a little turbulent, but at this moment, he could not admit his weakness.

After all, it was embarrassing enough to lose face in front of his former rival. If Jingzhi saw him in such a miserable state, it would be a complete loss of face.

At this moment, Lin Jiu never imagined that in just over an hour, he would be even more embarrassed...

Before going up the mountain, seeing him like this, Jingzhi inexplicably felt that she should go buy some paper, so when she passed by a grocery store, she walked in...

"Here, take some hawthorn pills. The sweetness will help with the spiciness. I don't think you'll be well anytime soon."

Before Lin Jiu could say anything, a pill was stuffed into his mouth and a small bag of hawthorn pills was stuffed into his hand.

He subconsciously rolled his tongue, and a sour and sweet taste immediately filled his mouth.

He stared at Jingzhi who walked to the front and distributed hawthorn pills to Qiu Sheng and Wencai, and there was a tenderness in his eyes that he himself was not aware of.

"Hey, hey, hey, I saw that the one that Master ate was obviously bigger, why are mine and Wencai's only this small?"

Jingzhi also had one in her mouth. She put the ball against her cheek, raised her chin slightly, and stretched out her hands to the two of them, "Give it back to me if you don't want to eat it!"

Qiu Sheng took one out, threw it into the air, then stood on tiptoe, opened his mouth and caught it accurately. Then he chuckled and said, "Eat, eat, eat. Why not eat something for free!"

Wencai scratched his head and agreed, "Thank you."

Jingzhi rolled her eyes at Qiu Sheng and said, "Look at him, you didn't even say thank you."

Qiu Sheng rushed over, hit her on the shoulder, and said, "We're just friends, why are you saying thank you? It's so formal!"

Lin Jiu inexplicably disliked Qiu Sheng today.

He took two quick steps and hit Qiu Sheng's calf with his cane. "What are you doing? The road is slippery after the rain. Stop pushing and shoving."

……

Just as the group arrived at the entrance of the Long Family Ancestral Hall, the Marshal caught up and looked at Lin Jiu with suspicion, "Hey, Douchiying, you said there's something wrong with my family's ancestral hall, is that true?"

Lin Jiu smiled slightly and was not annoyed by the Marshal's questioning of his professionalism.

Instead, he surveyed the surroundings before confidently saying:

"Given the 'gods splashing water' pattern here, the people in this village must not be buried after they die."

Qiu Sheng looked puzzled: "Master, what will happen if I bury him?"

Jingzhi quietly approached Qiu Sheng and asked, "What on earth have you been learning from your master all day?"

Qiu Sheng's eyes flickered, and after hesitating twice, he wanted to open his mouth to defend himself.

However, when his eyes met Jingzhi's eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, it was as if all the lies were exposed in an instant, and the several reasons he had originally thought of disappeared without a trace.

Qiu Sheng hung his head, covered his mouth with his hands, and said to Jingzhi in a low voice:

"Oh, dear sister, please give me some face in front of so many people. Don't worry, I will definitely study hard when I get back!"

At this moment, without any warning, a hard cane suddenly poked Qiu Sheng's instep and even crushed it a few times.

In an instant, a piercing pain came from the instep of my foot.

Qiu Sheng bit his lower lip tightly and used all his strength to suppress the cry of pain that was about to burst out.

Immediately afterwards, he took a big step to the left as quickly as possible, putting a long distance between himself and Jingzhi.

Qiu Sheng was full of doubts at this moment, thinking to himself:

Could it be that Master really has a pair of eyes on the back of his head? How could he even detect such a small movement?

On the other hand, Lin Jiu acted as if nothing had happened.

He slowly moved his cane away and continued to talk to the Marshal calmly.

Lin Jiu said calmly:

"If the coffin touches the ground, it's unlucky for the whole family... If I'm not mistaken, the way the coffins are placed here must be unusual."

Upon hearing this, the Marshal showed an awkward smile that said, "As expected, you predicted it right." He then called out to his men:

"Someone, open the door!"