Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Jingzhi is a careless person.

Things are over, and she won't keep it in her heart for too long. Since she has decided to accept Lin Jiu, her actions will also follow her heart, and she can't wait to be closer to him.

On the way back, Lin Jiu dodged and walked, carrying the backpack in one hand and putting the other hand behind his back.

Jingzhi ran left and right, trying to reach his hand.

Sometimes when he met a few villagers walking towards him, Lin Jiu would hide even more fiercely.

"Hey, Uncle Jiu, how come you have time to come here?"

Lin Jiu nodded and said, "...something happened."

As soon as one passes by, another one comes.

"Uncle Jiu, I haven't been here for a long time."

Lin Jiu pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled a little awkwardly.

"I'm here for something."

The fellow holding the hoe asked:

"What is it?"

Lin Jiu froze, his dark eyes shaking violently.

Wouldn't it be too embarrassing to say that he came here to chase his sweetheart, but he didn't want to lie.

Jingzhi saw his embarrassment and took the opportunity to hold his stiff arm, smiled at the fellow villager and said:

"We're out here for fun. We'll be back in two days. If you have time, come visit Taoist Simu!"

Now it was the fellow villager's turn to be stunned. He smiled awkwardly and said "sure, sure", but he walked away in a hurry.

Jingzhi looked at his fleeing figure suspiciously, "Ajiu, what's going on?"

Lin Jiu looked at Simu, who was standing on the side balcony in the distance, pointing at the house next door and cursing with his hands on his hips, and he immediately understood.

His junior fellow apprentice really didn't get along with Ikkyu.

……

At this moment, footsteps suddenly came from behind the two of them, approaching from afar.

"Master, please move aside and walk slowly. We will go back to kill the fish first!"

When Lin Jiu turned around, he was almost bumped into by Qiu Sheng. He quickly pulled the stunned Jingzhi to the side of the road and let the two brats who were competing in walking pass.

I saw Qiu Sheng and Jia Le, each carrying two buckets of water, chasing each other and rushing past the two of them.

After they passed by, Jingjing rolled up her trouser legs, carrying a bucket, and followed behind them, half running and half walking.

"Hey, you two, wait for me!"

Jingzhi: "Do you need help?"

Jingjing turned her head and saw that the two braids on both sides of her cheeks were half wet by the stream water. Her bangs were completely wet, and strands of them stuck to her forehead. However, she was smiling brightly, and it was obvious that she was having a lot of fun.

"No need, I can carry this bucket of water and fish back with one hand!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she really ran over with the bucket in one hand.

Jingzhi couldn't help but sigh: "Wow, what a girl with extraordinary strength. I think she is much better than Wencai in terms of skills and strength."

Lin Jiu had nothing to say.

Wencai, that kid, has been quite stupid since he was young. He is not good at practicing Taoism and his physical skills are average, only slightly better than ordinary people.

By the way, didn’t he just say that he wanted to come catch fish too?

It’s been half a day, why is there no one around?

Lin Jiu didn't worry about not being able to see anyone. He put Wencai out of his mind and felt the warm hand at the bend of his arm. Although he was not used to being so intimate with people outside, when he thought that the person was her, he didn't want to let her stay away, so the two of them walked arm in arm.

Jingzhi gently shook his arm, looked at the two boys who were gradually going away in front of him and asked:

"Ah Jiu, who do you think is more powerful, Qiu Sheng or Jia Le?"

Lin Jiu narrowed his eyes and stared at Jiale's back for a while, from his arms holding two buckets of water, to the buckets without any water spilling out, to his steady lower body.

He couldn't help but nod slightly.

"Jia Le, I haven't seen him for a long time, but he has made great progress."

He lowered his brows and recalled for a moment, then slowly said:

"As for skills, Qiu Sheng has practiced martial arts for a few more years than him, so he's naturally better than him. But if we talk about cultivation, I'm afraid Jia Le is three points better than Qiu Sheng."

Lin Jiu is a pragmatic person and says what he thinks.

Qiu Sheng was a very active learner of martial arts, and even more active in learning tricks to play pranks on people. However, when it came to practicing traditional Taoist techniques, he would either get distracted or use the excuse of helping his aunt run the store to escape.

I've followed him for so many years, but I've only learned the basics.

In comparison, his junior fellow apprentice was much more obedient.

Jingzhi also stood behind and watched the two laughing young men.

Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at Lin Jiu with great interest:

"Ajiu, how about letting them spar with each other? Just enough time. No matter who wins or loses, it'll be motivating!"

Lin Jiu thought about it and felt it was feasible, so he nodded and said, "Let's ask them after lunch. This matter needs their consent."

Jingzhi said with certainty, "Qiu Sheng will definitely agree. Wencai is too weak. Apart from playing around, I can't really provoke him into a fight. Jiale is just right. They can get along well. Boys, the more they fight, the more brotherly love they develop!"

Lin Jiu turned his head and looked into her eyes. "Do you know her so well?"

I felt guilty after being quiet for a moment.

Could she say that Liang Zan’s sons and her child grew up fighting and playing like this in their previous life?

Lin Jiu was very perceptive. When he saw her avoiding his gaze, he knew that she was hiding something from him.

Seeing that Lin Jiu was staring at her as if he wanted to see through her, with the corners of his mouth turned down, Jingzhi knew that he was thinking wrongly.

She asked back: "Isn't it?"

Lin Jiu pursed his lips tightly: "..."

He stood still and stared at Jingzhi, as if wanting her to give a true answer.

"If you doubt me again, you'll lose points, okay?"

Lin Jiu's eyes gradually lost their luster.

He didn't want to ask about Zhong Yao's affairs.

Now that she understood so well how boys grew up, he couldn't help but think divergently and think deeply about it.

Could it be that... she also has a male civet cat who grew up with her as a childhood sweetheart?

Seeing his head drooping lower and lower, Jingzhi felt a little at a loss.

She pulled her hand out from under his arm, cupped his face, and explained earnestly:

"Only you, I have always only you, no one else."

As she spoke, she leaned forward and pecked the corner of his drooping mouth. "If you don't lie to me, I won't lie to you either. Don't be unhappy. We've been busy for so long, and it's hard to relax."

After just a few words of comfort, Jingzhi suddenly felt her nose itchy, so she quickly covered her mouth and nose and sneezed.

Before Lin Jiu could be happy about her explanation and intimacy, a fine line immediately appeared between his eyebrows. "Are you catching a cold?"

Jingzhi covered her mouth and took a step away from him, then stretched out her wrist to him, "I don't know, you take it - Ha Qiu!"

Another big sneeze shook her body, making her head feel dizzy.

Lin Jiu's eyes darkened and he immediately put his hand on her wrist to feel her pulse.

After a long while, his face suddenly became a little gloomy.

He thought she was soaking in cold water.

As a result, wind evil entered the body.

Could it be that he fanned her for half the night and she caught a cold?

Lin Jiu suddenly remembered the sneeze she sneezed when she got up this morning. That was probably the precursor to a cold.

"Go back, I'll ask Simu to make some medicine for—Ha Qiu!"

Jingzhi stared blankly at Lin Jiu who was sneezing, opened his mouth, and felt inexplicably guilty.

"Well, could it be that I just kissed you and infected you?"

Lin Jiu shook his head, "Not so fast."

Suddenly, he remembered the sticker he stole last night.

As a result, Lin Jiu felt even more guilty.

"Let's go back and take medicine."

Jingzhi: "...eat together?"

Lin Jiu paused for a moment before slowly nodding.

……

After walking for a while, they came to the rice field again. After taking a few steps, they saw Wencai covered in mud.

Lin Jiu and Jing Zhi were completely silent.

"You...are you not going to fall into the field?"

Wencai was about to cry. He pursed his lips and asked with a look of resentment:

"Master, you're not going to catch fish anymore? I see all the brothers have gone back."

Lin Jiu couldn't bear to watch:

"Why are you still catching fish? Go back and take a shower. I've picked some pomelo leaves for you. Hurry up!"

What's wrong with his second apprentice? Why is he so unlucky recently?

There is hardly a good day.

……

Back at Simu's house, those who needed to take a bath took a bath, and those who needed to boil medicine boiled medicine.

Finished the meal.

When Simu finished his work and was about to ask Lin Jiu and Jingzhi to take the medicine, he found that they were both lying on the bed with red cheeks.

He held two bowls of medicine, and he was at a loss for words, with a look of disapproval on his face.

"Brother, you...you are still sick...and besides, this is my home!"

Jingzhi felt a little cold despite the hot weather. She clutched the quilt with both hands, raised her head slightly and looked at Simu at the door, explaining awkwardly:

"No, we didn't do anything. Jiu also has a fever."

As soon as he finished speaking, Simu took three big steps back as if he had seen two vicious people, and immediately retreated directly to the door, then closed the sliding door, leaving only a small gap.

He covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, looked at the two people through the crack in the door and said:

"You two are really talented, and you have literary talent. I think the Feng Shui of the charity cemetery is not very good. You are all unlucky together. Please don't infect me with your bad luck!"

Before he could finish his words, he quickly closed the sliding door with a bang.

Jingzhi stretched out Erkang's hand from under the quilt, wanting to say something but stopping herself, "Master... medicine!"

Suddenly, a distant voice came from outside the door, "I've put it at the door for you!"

Tsk, it’s just a cold, not smallpox, why are you so scared?

Jingzhi was helpless and turned to look at Lin Jiu. She even spoke with a nasal tone:

"I think we should not go out today, so as not to infect them."

Just as he finished speaking, Qiu Sheng suddenly sneezed loudly downstairs, followed by the panicked shouts and running sounds of Simu.

The four people downstairs said: "What's wrong with you guys? Go to your room!"

Lin Jiu and Jingzhi looked at each other.

Jingzhi immediately raised her hand and swore, "Believe me, I've only kissed you!"

But this is not what Lin Jiu was thinking.

He lifted the quilt, walked outside, brought in two bowls of medicine, and handed one bowl to Jing.

Then he returned to his mattress and sat cross-legged. While waiting for the medicine to warm up, he kept twirling his fingers and muttering something under his breath.

Jingzhi took a look at the black medicine and her face became wrinkled before she drank it. She put the medicine on the bedside and moved over.

After he shut up, he asked softly:

"Well? Did you figure anything out?"

Lin Jiu frowned tightly, thought for a long time, and then said "strange".

"What's so strange? Qiu Sheng also played in the water, so sneezing is normal."

Lin Jiu slowly shook his head. "Too many coincidences put together are no longer coincidences. Besides, Jiale and Jingjing also played in the water, but they were fine. Only the people in our charity cemetery were in trouble."

His face darkened. Although he didn't want to think of the worst, he was afraid that it was true.

"I guess someone is playing tricks, but I can't figure out who it is."