Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Jingzhi stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, what do you want to talk to Jiu about?"

The old nun looked embarrassed. She opened her mouth, hesitated for a few seconds, and said nothing.

A round-faced nun rolled her eyes, with a shrewd glint in her eyes.

"We are here to preach to Uncle Jiu."

"Preaching?" Jingzhi scratched his ears, thinking he had misheard.

What religion do you preach? Catholicism?

The girl stepped forward and said, "Our Lord is omnipotent. He can restore the sight of the blind and enable the lame to walk. Uncle Jiu, if you believe in our Catholicism, there will only be benefits and no harm!"

"Huh?" Jingzhi poked Lin Jiu's chest twice. "You mean to say that you let Lin Jiu, a disciple of the Maoshan Sect of orthodox Chinese Taoism and a Taoist priest who has been in charge of Renjia Town for more than ten years, believe in your Catholicism? Sister, do you want to go back to sleep?"

"You!" The round-faced little nun was struck back by Jingzhi's barrage of words. She was speechless for a moment, and even her thoughts were interrupted. She stamped her feet in anger, "I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to him!"

Well, since you can't win the argument with her, you want to pick someone who looks clumsy at talking.

Sister, you are too naive. When Ajiu speaks harshly, he is really harsh.

Sometimes she didn't dare to move forward.

I was just about to give her some good advice.

Lin Jiu took the finger that had pricked him and held it in his hand. "Whether you tell her or me, it's the same. A servant cannot serve two masters, and a pot cannot be used for two teas. I am devoted to Taoism and will only believe in Taoism in this life. You should all go back."

Jingzhi: Not only in this life, you also believed in it in your previous life. You believed in it so much that you became an immortal directly with this in mind.

In other words: Lin Jiu, you are truly my God.

The nun saw that she couldn't win the argument with any of them, and her face turned red. Her thoughts were shattered, and the purpose of her coming here was about to fail. Her eyes suddenly turned red.

Jingzhi turned around and spoke to Lin Jiu with her eyes.

Jingzhi: You made her cry.

Lin Jiu looked at her silently, his eyes deep and bright.

The unconvinced Jingzhi (her face flushed slightly, her cheeks puffed out in embarrassment): If you try to seduce me with your eyes again, I will be rude to you! !

Lin Jiu curled his lips slightly, his eyes were dotted with smiles, and he unconsciously pinched the sweaty index finger in his hand.

He noticed that she was sweating.

Over there, she's looking at me with a disgusting look.

The old nun was worried that they would soon be forced to sleep on the streets, so she stepped forward, wrung her hands, and awkwardly explained her true purpose:

"Master Lin, to be honest, after you left, Captain Wei suddenly came back for some unknown reason and said he wanted to burn down our church. Could you please help persuade him again?"

Lin Jiu's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he looked away from Jingzhi and looked at the old nun inquiringly.

It seems that she did not lie.

Could it be that because he had just rejected Awei on the mountain, which made him angry and embarrassed, so he turned around and made things difficult for these nuns?

"Where is he?"

Seeing that something was going to happen, the old nun quickly replied with a smile, "He just told us to move out within an hour. He said he would go back to the Shijia Village office to burn the body, and then he would 'drop by' and burn our house."

Jingzhi's finger joints cracked.

"Tsk, what a shameless guy, he only knows how to bully girls!"

She turned to Lin Jiu and said, "Ajiu, are you full? If you are, let's go find him!"

Lin Jiu nodded.

It would be fine to go there on the way. Now that the rain has stopped, he still needs to see with his own eyes that the body is burned before he can feel at ease.

"You guys go back first, we'll pack up and leave."

"Okay, okay!" The old nun agreed repeatedly. After expressing her gratitude, she left with the group of young and beautiful nuns.

"Still looking! I'm going to get angry!" Jingzhi stood behind Lin Jiu and tapped his shoulder.

Lin Jiu turned back to face the seriousness, "I was thinking, I'll check it out when I pass by their church later."

Jing took a step forward, climbed onto his shoulders and looked him straight in the eyes, "Really?"

Looking at the pair of eyes whose eyelashes were about to poke into his eyes, Lin Jiu instantly clenched his hands behind his back and nodded honestly: "Really."

Jingzhi's cheekbones rose, and she began to push her limits. "Then... tell me something nice."

Lin Jiu's pupils flickered slightly, and he glanced at the wide-open courtyard door on the right: "Say, what are you talking about? The door is not closed yet."

Jingzhi let him go, put one hand on her waist, tapped her chin with the other and said thoughtfully, "I call you Ah Jiu, how intimate it is, but you always call me Jingzhi, like we are just ordinary friends, not intimate at all! What's the difference between this and me calling you Zhengying?

How about... you help me come up with a nickname that only you can call me."

Lin Jiu's head gradually lowered, and he murmured softly: "...I've made up my mind."

"So fast?"

She forcibly pried up his heavily drooped head, her eyes sparkling with joy: "Have you thought about this a long time ago? Tell me now!"

After all, she was the one who took the initiative from the beginning.

Lin Jiu is the kind of person who will only fart after being hit with a stick and will dodge around.

His thoughts have always been very hidden, and asking him to take the initiative is like asking for his life.

And since he had thought about it long ago, why have I never heard him call it?

Are you just going to hold it in like this?

Lin/Zhen is introverted and reserved/Nine.

Lin Jiu's face was as red as an autumn persimmon. He took her to the room and closed the door.

Then, as if afraid of being discovered, he cupped his hands and put them close to her ears. After hesitating for a long time, he lowered his voice and called quietly:

“…Qingqing.”

Jingzhi: "...?"

Who is Qingqing? Are you calling her?

"Why not Xiaojing, or Xiaozhi?"

Lin Jiu hugged her into his arms and hid his flushed face behind her shoulder, "...Qingqing, it sounds nice."

My heart is filled with love, and yours is forever.

Qingqing is equivalent to the modern "darling", but with an extra layer of classical romance.

Lin Jiu really couldn't explain this to her, he just stubbornly insisted on calling her by this nickname, which belonged only to him and no one else was allowed to call her by it, "Qingqing, I'll call you Qingqing."

Jingzhi pretended to be indifferent and patted his back twice: "Okay, okay, go ahead and yell."

As long as it's not Jingmei or Zhimei who is the same type as Lianmei, she can accept it well.

Moreover, these two words sounded inexplicably nice when spoken from his mouth, and carried a sense of doting, which made her heart feel numb.

Lin Jiu's face was gloomy: Does she understand or not... Forget it, he was too embarrassed to explain.

Having gotten a nice nickname, Jingzhi was satisfied. "Ajiu, now that we know who the murderer is, and according to what Qiu Sheng said, your eldest brother has no ill intentions, why don't you pick a date and we get married?"

Lin Jiu gently let her go, his heart beating fast and his head a little overwhelmed with love, but his rationality still firmly held the upper hand.

"A smiling tiger's bite hurts more. My senior brother's illegitimate son won't let us go easily. I'll find a time to sit down with my senior brother and have a good talk about how to deal with these things... Can we wait a little longer?"

He also wanted to go faster, but the time was obviously not right.

Getting married is a big deal. There's no telling what that brat might do to deal with them. Lin Jiu can't take the risk.

After all, a wedding only happens once in a lifetime, and he didn't want her to have any regrets.

"Okay... since you're moaning so beautifully, give me a kiss. There's no one around now."

Lin Jiu subconsciously looked around: "I, we should go out, otherwise Awei will - ugh!"

Jingzhi sighed, stood on tiptoe, put her arms around his neck, and gently covered his mouth.

He always has so many excuses.

Could it be that he had displayed his enchanting nature in his previous life, and finally got tired of it, so when he went to the underworld, he asked the judge for a completely opposite personality?

Alas, if she didn't take the initiative, she wouldn't get any meat at all.

Jingzhi got involved quickly, and knowing that there was something important to do, she withdrew quickly.

Lin Jiu is just the opposite, he is an extremely slow-to-warm-up person.

Just as he took the initiative and kissed her gently, she pushed him away.

Jingzhi sensed his initiative and smiled with dimples on her face.

"Okay, it's time to go out now, or Awei will burn down someone's church."

Lin Jiu: ...Awei, you better burn his body properly!

……

Along the way, Lin Jiu pulled Jingzhi and walked quickly without saying a word.

The face smells a bit bad.

This sour face continued until he arrived at the village office and saw Awei, and it became even sourer.

Looking at Awei who was so concerned about Zhegu's sister, Lin Jiu was furious.

"Isn't it burning yet? It's almost dark!"

When Ah Wei heard Lin Jiu's cold and slightly angry question, he was so scared that the teapot in his hand shook.

A little bit of boiling hot tea was poured out and splashed on the back of Zhegu's sister's hand.

"Oh, what are you doing!"

"Sorry, sorry, let me help you blow it."

"No, that's not necessary." Zhegu's sister put her hands into her cloak and hid them tightly.

Jingzhi looked at the black cloak wrapped tightly around her body and felt inexplicably strange.

Is it that cold?

And she is so rude. She doesn't even raise her head when she sees people.

At this moment, Ah Wei's somewhat overweight figure blocked their inquiring gaze and walked over. "Uncle Jiu, you're here... are you agreeing to take me in as your apprentice?"

"There's no room for negotiation on this matter." Lin Jiu couldn't help but roll his eyes and pointed at the pile of firewood. "Why haven't you burned it yet? Is there something wrong with the corpse?"

As Lin Jiu spoke, he grabbed the ladder next to the firewood and began to climb up.

Awei looked at his back and heard his words that seemed to express some disgust, which directly broke down his defense and the flattering expression on his face gradually disappeared.

Seeing that Lin Jiu was about to reach the top and touch the corpse, A Wei suddenly said:

"There's nothing wrong with the body, Aqiang, light the fire!"

The soldier followed orders and threw the torch over.

These firewoods have been kept in the village office for a long time. They are old firewood and very dry.

The evening breeze carried the fire, which spread rapidly from left to right.

Lin Jiu's eyebrows were almost lifted.

Fortunately, he has good skills and quick reactions.

He let go of the ladder, pushed off with his feet, and jumped down from the two-meter-high ladder.

"Are you crazy? Ah Jiu is still up there, and you failed to become his disciple, so you want to burn him to death in public?!" Jingzhi was furious, and just as he was about to punch him with his fists clenched, his arm was grabbed by Lin Jiu.

"Forget it, I'm fine. I'll just burn the body."

If you can't deal with the villain for the time being, you can only stay away from him.

After persuading Jing, Lin Jiu turned to A Wei and said, "Don't burn the church yet. Let me go over and check... What's wrong with your nose?"

Ah Wei touched the wound on his nose and quickly turned his head to the side, his eyes flickering slightly, "No, it's nothing. Since Uncle Jiu said not to burn it, then don't burn it. When you can start, tell me again, I'm here."