Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

After sending the invitations, Lin Jiu felt inexplicably good.

After returning to the charity cemetery, I wanted to teach Xiaoyu a lesson.

When I saw his current situation clearly, I was filled with doubts.

Jingzhi looked at the stubble on Xiaoyu's head, her eyes full of curiosity, so she turned to ask Lin Jiu:

"Ajiu, is he going to turn into a human? I think his legs and feet seem to be able to bend more recently, and his hair has grown a little..."

She picked up Xiaoyu's hand and studied it for a while, then held it in front of Lin Jiu. "It's just that the nails have become darker, and the nails seem to have grown a little longer."

Lin Jiu tried to stick a piece of talisman paper on Xiaoyu's forehead.

Jingyi didn't understand what he was doing for a moment, "Why are you freezing him? He didn't do anything wrong today."

"Try it." Lin Jiu glanced at Xiaoyu's big, dark eyes that were rolling around and her restlessly moving fingers, and rolled his eyes in annoyance. "I know you can move, stop pretending."

Xiaoyu pulled off the talisman that had no effect on him and returned it to Lin Jiu respectfully.

Then he forced a smile that was literally fake, his eyes shining slightly with cuteness, like a puppy wagging its tail, "It can move."

As he was speaking, Jingzhi felt as if there was something wrong with him, so she opened his mouth again to take a look.

Xiaoyu stood obediently, holding her head high and letting her pry it open. She even opened her mouth wider and made "ah" sounds, letting her inspect it. (′□｀）

Jingzhi: "...No, tell me, hee---"

Xiaoyu grinned sideways: "Hee---"

Jingzhi leaned over and looked at the row of small teeth, then turned sideways and pushed Xiaoyu towards Lin Jiu, frowning slightly and asked:

"Are his upper and lower fangs a little small? Or is it just my imagination?"

Lin Jiu had a guess in his mind, but he had to confirm it again.

He pressed three fingers on the pulse on his wrist to check carefully, then flipped Xiaoyu's eyelids twice, then shook his head, "A dead body can't become a human again."

Jingzhi: "Then what is he going to become?"

Lin Jiu's expression gradually became solemn, "...Zombie King."

"Ah?" Jingyi didn't know what to say for a moment, but in her mind she remembered the iron-clad appearance of Old Master Ren after his transformation.

She stared at Xiaoyu's round face for a few seconds, then pinched it.

Tsk, it's like hard rubber, and it's a bit hard to squeeze.

"What should I do?"

Xiaoyu looked at Lin Jiu, whose face had darkened, and alarm bells rang in his heart. He quickly jumped behind Jingzhi and hid, not daring to show even the corner of his clothes. He even said in a slightly trembling voice:

"Don't, don't kill me, I can, can..."

He hesitated for a long time, but still didn't know what role he could play in the lives of the two of them.

If Xiaoyu really couldn't cry, she would probably cry for Lin Jiu on the spot.

Jingzhi didn't know what to do.

If she lets him continue like this, she and Lin Jiu may not be able to beat him in the future.

Although Lin Jiu is now at the peak of his career and in his prime, he will eventually grow old and die.

As for zombies, unless they encounter a Taoist priest who kills them, they will remain immortal and incorrupt, and no matter how long the years pass, they will be harmed.

Lin Jiu was also in a dilemma for a moment.

He walked to the table and sat down, but his serious eyes never left Xiaoyu for a second.

I've raised her for so long, it would be a lie to say I don't have any feelings for her.

However, he still couldn't bear to kill him.

What should I do...

Jingzhi walked over and held his hand which was on the table. Xiaoyu saw that the atmosphere was a little tense and did not dare to follow Jingzhi and get closer. She could only look for cover everywhere.

Then he jumped behind the door and hid, but still showed two timid eyes to peek.

He had a feeling that his "father" would not be willing to kill him since he was so obedient.

Jingzhi:...You have forgotten that you blew your parents up into the sky two days ago.

She immediately understood Xiaoyu's look, sighed, sat down next to Lin Jiu, and gently shook his hand, "Think of a way, he still calls you dad."

Lin Jiu thought for a while, but found that he had no clue, so he took Jingzhi's hand and walked towards the study.

Halfway through the walk, he stuck his head behind the door again, startling Xiaoyu, and his already slow mouth was stuck:

"I, I, I..."

Lin Jiu: "Don't bother with me. If you play with cannons again, I will kill you immediately. Do you understand?"

Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, standing straight against the wall, looking well-behaved.

Lin Jiu's heart, which had just hardened, softened again.

“…Be good.”

Xiaoyu (●__●): “…I’m being good.”

……

Lin Jiu spent a long time flipping through ancient books in the study. There were piles of books on the floor, on the table, and even on the couch by the window.

The moon is like a bow and the stars are shining.

The book on the couch was turning pages due to the wind.

Jingzhi glanced outside, walked over to close the window, then picked up the coat that was propped up behind his chair and put it on Lin Jiu who was concentrating on reading.

"You've been looking at it for a long time. Why don't you take a break? There's no rush."

Lin Jiu shook his head and said seriously:

"He's changed so quickly. I used to believe zombies were inhumane, but now... I can't tell if he's lying low because he can't beat me, or if he's actually developing human feelings."

"If it's the former, then if I don't find a way to contain him, and when I can't control him anymore, then..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Jiu seemed to be able to see the future sea of ​​blood and corpses, so his brows were tightly knitted together, and he supported his head with one hand and began to flip through the book carefully again.

The little zombie outside the window looked at the lights that were on until late at night, and his eyes became more and more lonely.

He just stood in the doorway in his black cloak, like a stone statue.

Jingzhi was really worried in the middle of the night, so she got up to check on Lin Jiu. As soon as she stepped out of the door, she saw a dark shadow and blurted out "WC".

"Xiaoyu, what are you doing standing there in the middle of the night? You scared your dad to death!"

Xiaoyu lowered her head and tapped the study door lightly with her finger, "My father is inside, and you are my mother."

Jingzhi smoothed her messy hair and said, "That's not what I meant."

She gently pushed the window open a little.

Lin Jiu still maintained that posture. The noodles she made for him before going to bed were all clumped together, and he didn't even eat a single bite.

She quietly closed the window again, half squatted down and said to Xiaoyu:

"If you don't go back to the coffin, go guard the gate to the yard. When your Uncle Qiu Sheng and Uncle Wen Cai come back, tell me."

Xiaoyu pointed at the study door, then put her hands together, placed them on her cheeks, and tilted her head to the side.

Jingzhi suddenly laughed, "Do you want me to tell your dad to go to bed?"

Xiaoyu nodded seriously, "Qiu Sheng said that if you don't sleep, you won't grow taller."

Jingzhi pinched his hard face again and said, "If you want to call me uncle, I'll go and call him."

After saying that, she pushed the door open and entered the study.

There were whispers in the room.

Outside the room, Xiaoyu jumped towards the door, muttering softly:

"Qiu Sheng said to call me brother."

……