Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

After Jingzhi finished spitting, he wiped his mouth and looked up. The setting sun was hanging in the distant mountains, half blocked by the mountainside.

The yellow-orange sunlight was still bright, so dazzling that it made her head hurt even more.

She raised her limp arms, shielding her eyes, and whispered softly:

"I slept for half a day?"

The Taoist priest Simu behind her rolled his eyes, helped her in, sat her back on the mattress she had just been on, and then closed the window opposite with a "click".

Then he turned around and said angrily, "It's more than just half a day. You've been sleeping since yesterday noon until now. If you don't wake up, I'll think you're going to die."

He said one less word.

If she doesn't wake up, he will send her back to the charity cemetery. What's the point of letting her sleep here all the time?

Jingzhi suddenly said, "I'm hungry."

Four eyes: "..."

Will a cat that eats spiritual power get hungry?

He doesn't believe it.

Despite this, as the host, he still walked out of the room and shouted at the top of his voice: "Jia Le, there's someone here who's hungry. Cook a bowl of porridge! Jia Le?"

Seeing no one respond, Simu opened the sliding door and saw Jiale chatting and laughing with Jingjing across the street.

He was so angry that his mouth was almost twisted, "You little bastard, all you do all day is pick up girls."

He raised his voice and shouted again:

"Jia Le, get back here! Didn't you hear me calling you for so long?"

Jiale from next door let out two "ohs" and rushed out of the monk's balcony. He held the railing with one hand and jumped to the balcony on this side.

Jiale: "The hangover soup is cooking, you have to wait a moment!"

Simu grabbed his ear before he could finish and said, "Did I tell you about hangover soup? I meant porridge, rice gruel. Go and cook it!"

……

They quarreled for a while, Jingzhi covered his ears, felt his head hurt even more, so he lay down again.

The way Simu and his apprentice were bickering with each other was like Lin Jiu and Qiu Sheng.

I don’t know...how is he?

A quilt suddenly covered her head.

There was a muffled sound from under the quilt.

Jingzhi slapped himself.

I think about men all day long.

She saw that she was out of her mind.

……

Yizhuang.

Wencai: “You go!”

Qiu Sheng: "Why don't you go!"

Wencai bared his chest and back, revealing his bandages: "...I'm injured. If Master hits me again, I'll die."

Qiu Sheng looked at Lin Jiu, who had been sitting in Jingzhi's room like a sculpture all day, and felt a little hesitant.

"You talk as if I won't die if I get beaten up."

Qiu Sheng kept nagging and procrastinating for a long time before finally moving to Jingzhi's door.

He carefully stretched out half of his head and said, "Master, you haven't eaten or drunk anything for a whole day. Eat some porridge. Don't starve yourself."

Lin Jiu put down the handkerchief in his hand and slowly covered his stomach which was aching from hunger.

If it were her old self, she would have rushed over to treat him long ago.

It was him who disappointed her...

Seeing Lin Jiu, he moved a little, but still didn't say anything for a long time.

Qiu Sheng gritted his teeth, bravely walked in with a bowl of porridge.

"Master, I've put it on the table. Please eat a little... Otherwise, she'll be worried if she finds out."

Lin Jiu slowly lowered his eyes and looked at the vegetable porridge on the table. Suddenly, his mind remembered the clear soup noodles they had eaten together.

Is she really still worried about his health?

Seeing Lin Jiu's lost look, Qiu Sheng paced back and forth for a few steps, rehearsed his thoughts several times, and then handed him a piece of paper, saying:

"Here, when I was cleaning my uncle's room, I saw a letter on the table. It should be for you."

He spun a chair nearby, sat down astride it, held the back of the chair with his hands, frowned, and spoke his guess:

"We've searched all over Renjia Town. Do you think she's gone to Uncle Shi's place? After all, she only knows you and a few of you here. Zhe Gu just separated from you, so she probably didn't go to her place."

Lin Jiu listened while slowly unfolding the piece of letter paper.

“It’s easy to find priceless treasures, but it’s hard to find a true lover.”

As soon as Lin Jiu saw these words, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When his junior brother came the second time, he understood everything.

He was the only one making excuses, rejecting her affection and confession time and time again.

He really doesn't know what's good for him.

Lin Jiu put away the letter and put it in his arms along with the handkerchief.

Then he stood up and said to Qiu Sheng expressionlessly, "Let's go."

Qiu Sheng hesitated, and a vague guess came to his mind: "...Where to?"

Lin Jiu looked at the setting sun outside the door, lost in thought for a moment, and then he slowly said:

"Go to Simu and bring her back."

Sure enough, he was right.

Qiu Sheng immediately stood up and said excitedly:

"What about Wencai? His injury hasn't healed yet!"

Lin Jiu: "Give him a ride and bring the medicine with you."

Qiu Sheng was about to clean up, but after a few steps, he turned around and pointed at the porridge on the table, "Master, I'm not kidding, please eat something before you leave. Sister Jingzhi cares about your health the most. Don't let her down. She bought these dishes for you."

Lin Jiu sighed, suppressed the urge to rush out of the charity cemetery to find her, sat down, and ate the bowl of porridge bit by bit, especially the vegetables.

……

Qiu Sheng rode Wencai's car slowly, chatting with him from time to time.

Qiu Sheng: "Hey, you say, Master is really trapped this time, right? When Sister Jingzhi disappeared, his face looked even uglier than when Michelin faked his death."

Wencai: "That's right, but that woman is a bit too much. They're already married, but she still named her son Aiying. Why not Aicai?"

Qiu Sheng wrinkled his nose in disgust, "You are willing for her to marry you, it will disgust you to death! But the Marshal is really decisive, he divorced her immediately. I heard that she was kicked out of the Marshal's Mansion today, but that silly child stayed.

This time, she really wanted everything, but got nothing, hehe!"

Wencai nodded and agreed, "It's really retribution. I think if she hadn't hooked up with Master, I don't know how good her life would be now. She would be the wife of a handsome man."

Just as the two were happily complaining, a pale yellow figure flashed past them so quickly that it was almost impossible to see who it was.

"Master, Senior Brother, is that Master?"

Wencai was not sure, his eyes were wide open, but his vision was blocked by the dust raised behind the man.

Qiu Sheng was amazed and kept his mouth shut for a long time.

He had good eyesight and recognized the man immediately. It was Lin Jiu.

"Wow, he even took out the Speed ​​​​Talisman that he usually doesn't want to use. Why did he let me give you a ride?"

Wencai suddenly had an idea, "Brother, if we stick the magic talisman on our bicycles, will we be as fast as driving a car?"

Qiu Sheng laughed out loud, reached back with one hand, and elbowed Wencai, "Don't make me laugh to death, why don't you stick it on the car and see if it can fly into the sky!"

Wencai said "Oh~" and secretly rubbed his chest, which was almost in a stitch in the side, and said angrily:

"I'm going to tell Master you said bad words!"

"Hahaha, if you complain I'll throw you down and let you walk over on your own!"

"you!"

The two drove along the path through the rice paddies at dusk, leaving behind a trail of curses...

Well, how can it not be cozy?

……