Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Lin Jiu tried countless ways to track down the mysterious man hiding behind the scenes.

But every time he performed Taoist magic, he would encounter interference from a force, so that every Taoist magic would come to an abrupt end just halfway through.

This situation happened one after another, making Lin Jiu more and more certain:

The guy who secretly harmed them must also be someone who is well versed in Taoism, and his cultivation attainments may be even greater than his.

In desperation, Lin Jiu had to resort to the most time-consuming and labor-intensive method - digging!

Because he knew very well that since everyone in the charity cemetery had been persecuted to varying degrees, there must be some key intermediary hiding around the charity cemetery or even in the inner courtyards.

As the leader of the group, Lin Jiu has been extremely busy in these few days.

He carefully arranged defensive formations on the outer walls and throughout the courtyard.

At the same time, Qiu Sheng and Wencai were not idle either. They turned into hardworking "moles", holding hoes and digging hard in every corner.

At this time, the entire land within about one meter outside the charity cemetery had been dug up by the two of them beyond recognition. It was like a farmland about to be sown, covered with criss-crossing gullies and ridges.

"Come on, take a break and have some tea!"

Jingzhi carried the tea tray and placed it on the steps at the entrance of the courtyard.

Qiu Sheng and Wencai were so tired that their cheeks were flushed, and the sweat on their foreheads wet their eyebrows and was almost flowing into their eyes.

Just then, two towels were covered over their heads.

"Wipe it."

Qiu Sheng pulled off the towel and wiped the sweat off his face casually, then took the tea she handed him and took a sip.

"cold?"

"How about this? It's so hot, shall I make you some hot tea?"

Qiu Sheng chuckled, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

He yelped happily, exclaimed "refreshing!", and handed the cup over again, "Another one!"

Jingzhi poured him another cup, handed it to him, and looked at him leisurely.

……

"What are you looking at?"

A big hand suddenly covered her eyes, with specks of cinnabar and scraps of talisman paper on it.

The fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints. Jingzhi recognized it immediately as Lin Jiu's hand.

Although he was not a particularly tall man, for some reason, no matter which life he was in, his hands always fit her aesthetic point perfectly.

"Ajiu, are you done?"

Lin Jiu used a little force to gently pull her up from the steps, and then considerately handed her a long wooden bench. He carefully helped her, who had a little difficulty in moving, to sit down slowly and settle her under the eaves.

"Well, it's almost over." Lin Jiu responded softly, "With my level of cultivation, the defensive formation I set up should be impossible for those with less strength than me to break through."

Hearing this, Qiu Sheng, who was standing by, dropped the hoe in his hand casually as if relieved, stretched his body, and muttered:

"Then we can rest assured this time!"

Lin Jiu smiled coldly and said in a serious tone:

"Oh, don't worry? If you don't find a matchmaker, your luck will get worse and worse. When your luck reaches its lowest point, you'll choke to death even if you drink water, even without someone knocking on your door."

"Ah? So serious?" Qiu Sheng quickly picked up the hoe on the ground and held it in his hand.

He pointed at Jingzhi who was rubbing her lower back and said:

"So that's how she fell?"

At this moment, Jingzhi felt embarrassed and annoyed, and her fair face instantly turned red:

"You still said that!"

Lin Jiu glared at Qiu Sheng, "Why don't you find it quickly?!"

Then he turned around and looked at her with a worried look on his face, "It's been almost three days, and you're still not well?"

Jingzhi reached behind her head and touched it. Suddenly, she felt a sudden tingling sensation from her tailbone. She felt like she was electrocuted and quickly let go of her hand.

"Hiss~, I think I might have broken a bone. I shouldn't have showered if I had known."

Lin Jiu touched his nose: "...Shall I carry you inside and let you lie down for a while?"

Jingzhi responded weakly, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck like an octopus, waiting for him to pick her up.

Lin Jiu held her shoulders with one hand, and passed the other hand through her knees, and with a strong force -

"Oh, no, no, put me down, it hurts so much!"

Lin Jiu frowned and carefully put her back on the chair.

For a moment, I didn't know how to get her back to the room.

Jingzhi was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes. She thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you try to carry me on your back?"

She now feels a dull pain every time she takes two steps, and her steps are more shaky than those of an eighty-year-old woman.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Jiu immediately squatted down in front of her.

While Qiu Sheng and Wencai were hoeing the ground, they secretly looked back at their master.

Wencai said in surprise: "Hey, he really can recite it?"

Qiu Sheng's lips curled up gradually: "It's already like this, how can it be fake?"

At this time, Jingzhi leaned over and pressed her whole body against his back. Lin Jiu had just lifted her legs when he heard Jingzhi scream "Ouch" again.

"Ajiu, I'd better move back by myself."

Lin Jiu looked guilty: "...I'm sorry."

Jingzhi took hold of his clenched fist right hand and patted it as if she was angry. "Why are you sorry? It's not you who made me fall."

He opened his mouth, and caught a glimpse of his two disciples laughing secretly. Lin Jiu immediately felt embarrassed and angry.

"What are you looking at! If you can't find it today, you won't have dinner!"

Ox and Horse Number One—Qiu Sheng cautiously stretched his head and asked:

"Master, are you still cooking today?"

Jingzhi stood next to Lin Jiu and could hear the crunching sound of his back teeth grinding.

Qiu Sheng is such a jerk. He knows that his master is very concerned about his reputation, but he still asks.

"Ajiu, help me in~"

Lin Jiu glared at Qiu Sheng fiercely, snorted coldly, then carefully supported Jingzhi's arm and led her inside.

Before she had taken two steps, Jingzhi suddenly remembered something and turned back to ask Qiu Sheng:

"What did you say when the little prince's father jumped out from underground to find me?"

"Oh, I think that zombie has intelligence, and it must be afraid of the same things as us humans."

Jingzhi suddenly became interested, "Oh? You said I'm a big tiger? Or something?"

Lin Jiu slowly closed his eyes, he felt that it was all over.

Qiu Sheng was about to say something when he saw his master suddenly open his eyes and shoot a cold light at him, so he closed his mouth again.

Wencai behind him scratched his head and said:

"He said if you have poop on you, zombies won't dare bite you."

Jingzhi: "..."

Lin Jiu: "..."

He said it was over.

So, the person who was grinding his teeth became Jingzhi.

"Ajiu, I won't cook for Qiu Sheng tonight!"

Lin Jiu nodded, "Okay."

It's time to teach him a lesson. He can say anything and he has the nerve to say it, but he doesn't dare to listen.

Qiu Sheng panicked, "Hey, but what I said was very effective. He turned around and left immediately."

Jingzhi looked at him with a forced smile, "Oh? Then why did you come back to chase me?"

Wencai's eyes lit up, "Maybe it's because I didn't smell the poop."

Lin Jiu: ...They are both talented people. Is it too late for him to terminate the master-disciple relationship now?

Jingzhi: "...Ajiu, don't even cook for Wencai!"

Lin Jiu: “…Okay.”

The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. Jingzhi is furious and cannot be offended, so he agreed first.

……

at dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the gaps between the mottled leaves and falls on the quaint pavilion.

At this time, Lin Jiu was carefully serving a bowl of fish soup to Jingzhi and placing it on her right side.

In the past, they always sat at the two ends of this long wooden table, with a long distance between them.

Now, Jingzhi changed her position. She sat on Lin Jiu's left hand side, so close that they could touch each other with just a stretch of their hands.

This closeness made the atmosphere between the two people more subtle and warm.

"Drink it while it's hot, otherwise it will taste fishy when it gets cold." Lin Jiu reminded softly, looking at Jingzhi tenderly.

She nodded, picked up the spoon and scooped a small sip of milky fish soup into her mouth.

The moment her taste buds tasted the soup, her eyes lit up. This soup was so delicious that it almost made her eyebrows fall off.

She gave Lin Jiu a thumbs up and said, "Ah Jiu, you're getting better and better. That's great."

Lin Jiu smiled shyly: "As long as you like it."

Jingzhi held the bowl and drank the soup slowly, looking at him with sparkling eyes:

"I like it."

It's about soup, but also about people.

Lin Jiu understood now, and he quickly ate a few mouthfuls of rice.

But then he felt that this seemed a bit too much, so he took a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into her mouth, "Eat it quickly."

Lin Jiu, who wanted her to stop talking, completely forgot that he had used the chopsticks before, and Jingzhi was always good at playing tricks.

The meat went into her mouth, but she held the chopsticks tightly.

"……release."

She stared straight into Lin Jiu's flustered eyes, sipped the tip of her chopsticks stained with braised pork sauce, then slowly tilted her head back and let go of his chopsticks, "Okay, let go."

"..."

Lin Jiu felt like he was being teased again...

Just when Jingzhi's eyes were about to burn a hole in Lin Jiu's face, two guys covered in dust and dirt suddenly ran in from the courtyard gate in high spirits.

They had been working in the dirt all day, and when they ran, the ground was covered with mud marks.

Lin Jiu's mysophobia started to flare up again.

"Stand there and don't come over. What's going on?"

Qiu Sheng raised the small scarecrows still covered in mud in his hands and said, "Master, I found them!"