Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Fortunately, the temple where Zhe Gu was located was not far from them.

Jingzhi borrowed Nianying's bicycle, turned her grief and anger into strength, and pedaled all the way. In less than an hour, she arrived at the gate of Zhegu's temple.

Zhe Gu has been feeling very depressed these days.

At this moment, she leaned against the door, took out a box of cigarettes, knocked on the butt of the box skillfully, shook out a cigarette, and then picked up the cigarette and held it in her mouth.

As soon as I lit the cigarette and took a puff, I saw Jingzhi running towards me.

She pinched the cigarette between her lips with two fingers, stood up straight, and was about to say a few words to tease her.

But she never expected that Jingzhi would rush into her arms and burst into tears.

This sudden action was beyond the comprehension of Zhe Gu, who was always carefree.

She held the cigarette between her legs and raised her hands helplessly. Ren Jingzhi hugged her neck and cried, stammering:

"You, what's wrong with you?"

Jingzhi ignored her and just howled for a long time before taking out the tissue from her bag and blowing her nose.

Then he took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Zhe Gu.

Her voice was muffled, as if her nose was blocked. "Lin Jiu asked me to give it to you."

When she heard the name "Lin Jiu", Zhe Gu was a little confused.

"Did you have a fight?"

As Zhe Gu spoke, she pushed the cigarette in her hand against the wall. The spark of the cigarette was instantly extinguished, leaving only a faint smell of smoke lingering around the two of them.

She opened the envelope and took out the letter.

Jingzhi looked at Zhegu with her red and swollen eyes. When she smelled the smoke, she inexplicably thought of Lin Jiu. She curled her lips and wanted to cry again.

Zhe Gu saw this from the corner of her eye, frowned, and took out a cigarette from her pocket:

"...How about one?"

It was obvious that she was heartbroken.

Her senior brother is really great.

A cat demon can also make people cry bitterly. What happened?

"I don't smoke... I want some candy, do you have any?"

Zhe Gu was a little speechless, but still took her to the altar, picked up the crispy candies that other pilgrims had placed on the altar, opened them, and handed one to her.

Jingzhi sobbed, opened the candy wrapper, put the candy into her mouth, and after a long while, she slowly told Zhegu the whole story.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhe Gu immediately walked behind the statue and came to the cabinet where the spirit baby was placed to check.

She rubbed her chin with one hand and counted the number of spirit babies with the other. Suddenly, she hissed and gasped, "Oh, there really is one missing. When did it disappear? How come I didn't know?"

Jingzhi also cried this time, and the gloom in her heart was much relieved. She knew that the business was more important, so she quickly asked Zhegu:

"Is there any way to lure the spirit baby out?"

Zhe Gu was quite surprised to see that she got over her heartbreak so quickly.

She asked again tentatively: "Really not smoking one?"

She can keep one company, really.

Jingzhi shook her head and pushed back the cigarette box that was in front of her. "It's nothing serious. I just can't get over it in my heart. He...did nothing wrong."

After all, Qiu Sheng and Wencai are gone, and he has no one to rely on.

Zhe Gu immediately understood that this "he" must be referring to Lin Jiu.

"Oh, spirit babies are just little kids, they love to join in the fun. I can take a few spirit babies over there to play and lure it out!"

Just as she finished talking about the serious business, she made a gossipy sound and leaned in closer to ask, "Are you guys...having a conflict?"

Jingzhi sighed deeply, raised his eyes and glanced at her, "Are you here to laugh at me?"

Zhe Gu quickly waved her hands, "No, I'm just curious. You're a cat demon, you've seen all sorts of storms, how could you make him cry so hard?"

Jingzhi: "...Do you know about his relationship with Michelin?"

Zhe Gu's body stiffened, and after a long while she relaxed, she uttered a sigh.

As if trying to hide something, he tapped the cigarette box, took out another cigarette and held it in his hand, but did not light it.

She was afraid that Jingzhi would cry again when she smelled the smoke, and she couldn't stand other people crying the most.

Zhe Gu leaned against the door frame, looking at the floating clouds outside, and sighed deeply. Her thoughts instantly went back to more than ten years ago:

"How could he not know? He asked me to save him on the road. He had my eyes reddened countless times along the way. I was curious when I was little, so I asked him."

Zhe Gu suddenly laughed, nudged Jingzhi's shoulder to the right and said:

"When he was young, he was quite handsome and gentle. He told me everything when I asked him. But after he became a Taoist, he became more and more serious."

For more than ten years, even Zhe Gu herself didn't know whether her feelings towards Lin Jiu were gratitude or love.

It doesn't matter anyway. She has decided to let it go, which is also a way of letting herself go.

However, the woman in front of him obviously couldn't let go.

Jingzhi: "...What did he say?"

Zhe Gu was a little surprised by her question, but also somewhat understood.

After all, based on Lin Jiu's current personality, he probably wouldn't bring up his past scandals, as it would be so embarrassing.

But seeing Jingzhi's dejected look now, she had to bring it up.

Maybe it was because he accidentally tricked her last time, or maybe it was because Jingzhi helped her twice, anyway, her affection for Jingzhi now was greater than the repulsion between rivals.

"He and his sister Lian grew up together. He was too shy to confess his feelings, but his sweetheart was seduced away by Marshal Long. In a fit of rage, he decided to go up the mountain and practice Taoism..."

Jingzhi's eyebrows were almost wavy from worry. She said slowly, "Isn't he like this now?"

As she spoke, she grumbled in a low voice, "He didn't even admit that he didn't like Michelin..."

Zhe Gu is also a cultivator, and the words are right next to her ears, so how could she not hear them?

So I felt more and more sorry for the woman in front of me.

Fortunately, she decided to give up, otherwise she would have been the one who was tired.

So Zhe Gu passed the cigarette to Jingzhi again and said, "Have a cigarette. Don't believe the nonsense that women can't smoke. Smoking can relieve all worries."

Jingzhi looked at her doubtfully, but this time she didn't refuse. She took the cigarette and put it in her mouth like Zhe Gu had just done.

Then he stared at her blankly.

Zhe Gu sighed, feeling that she was like an old maid, caring about her mood and even helping the girl light a cigarette when she wanted to smoke.

With the sound of the match flickering, the cigarette butt ignited with sparks and then dimmed in an instant.

Sugarcane Lady: "...you should take a breath, it's going to go out."

Jingzhi did as she was told, and the next second, she was choked by the strong smell of cigarettes.

So he quickly took out the cigarette from his mouth, covered his chest and coughed violently several times before he gradually calmed down.

She smacked her lips twice, not really used to the taste, and said to Zhe Gu with some grievance:

"Cho... I still want to eat candy."

Sugarcane Aunt: "...How old are you?"

Jingzhi’s innocent face: “One hundred and fifty-three years old.”

Zhe Gu squinted at her and said, "...Tsk, I don't believe that."

Having said this, she immediately took the cigarette from Jingzhi's hand, threw it on the ground and crushed it, then quickly walked into the house and handed her the whole bag of crispy candies.

"Hey, eat. I'm going to take care of the spirit baby. Wait for me at the door for a while."

Jingzhi held the candy in both hands and nodded twice in agreement, "Okay."

Her well-behaved appearance made Zhe Gu take a second look at her.

Zhe Gu thought to herself: Could it be that her senior brother is blind? Isn't this girl's personality better than that of the vain and fickle Michelin?

Could it be that the lethality of green plums... is really that great?

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