Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

After returning to the charity cemetery, before she had the chance to tell Lin Jiu about this matter, she passed by someone she had never expected to meet.

The man didn't even look at her, still in a daze, even a little embarrassed, he bumped her shoulder and walked out.

But his spine was straightened.

Jingzhi put down the things, pulled Lin Jiu's sleeve and went into the house, and asked him in a low voice:

"Why is he here?"

Seeing the upturned table and the broken porcelain pieces on the floor, her heart instantly jumped. "Did you have a fight?"

Lin Jiu's expression at this moment was inexplicably hard to describe.

"He just arrived not long ago, he didn't fight, don't worry..."

Lin Jiu stared at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, unable to recover for a moment.

Until a white hand waved in front of him.

He raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jingzhi frowned tightly, "What's wrong? I just talked to you, didn't you hear me?"

"…Sorry, what did you say?"

Jingzhi pinched his confused face and said, "I said, why did your senior brother come here? I just saw him in town."

Lin Jiu let her pinch him, but turned back to look at the bowl of water: "Oh, he just got here not long ago. My senior brother is always fast on his feet."

"Why are you staring at that broken bowl...why is there blood in it?"

She anxiously picked up his hands and looked at them. "Is it cut? Which finger is it cut?"

Lin Jiu smiled and shook his head, but his brows were still furrowed. "It's not my blood, it's my senior brother's, and..."

"What else?"

The smile on Lin Jiu's face disappeared, and he returned to his previous indescribable look.

The next second, Jingzhi held his face in her hands. "What else is there? I'm going to die of curiosity if you stop talking halfway. Tell me now."

Lin Jiu stared at Jingzhi for a long time before mumbling, "Shi Shaojian is really not his son."

“Oh… ah???”

Lin Jiu pulled Jingzhi to sit on the chair next to him, and then slowly told her what he had just seen and heard.

"That Shi Shaojian seemed to be deliberately avoiding my senior brother. He couldn't find anyone, so he came to me."

"He originally wanted to borrow my power to find Shi Shaojian. There is a technique that can use the blood of relatives to find his location, but..."

Jingzhi looked at the half-empty bowl still stained with light red blood and swallowed. "However, he discovered that he and his son... Shi Shaojian have no connection at all?"

Lin Jiu closed his eyes silently and nodded.

Even if this was just his guess, once it was confirmed, even he would be unable to accept it, let alone Shi Jian, the person involved.

Jingzhi exclaimed in her heart, "What a great guy!"

She thought that the young man was tired of living because he dared to deceive Shi Jian.

No wonder.

Shi Jian had such an ugly expression when he left just now, and he made a fool of himself in front of someone he hated.

If it were her, after overturning the table, she would definitely find a hole on the spot and live in it for three to five years.

The two of them were silent for a long time. Jingzhi looked at the gradually darkening sky outside and suddenly slapped his forehead, "Oh, I suddenly forgot, I have something urgent to tell you."

Lin Jiu: "What's the matter?"

Only then did he think of Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, "Did you find Shi Shaojian? Why didn't they come back together?"

Jingzhi: "That's what happened. Before your senior brother came to you, he probably went to the town to look for someone. Then he met Wencai and told him about the Zombie Forest. They are now in the Zombie Forest."

Lin Jiu's heart skipped a beat. "What Zombie Forest?"

Jingzhi: "It's the Zombie Forest outside the northern suburbs of the city. Your senior brother said that the coffin fungus in the Zombie King might be able to deal with Shi Shaojian, so the two of them went there."

Lin Jiu frowned tightly, "Really?"

Maoshan also taught this trick?

Isn’t coffin fungus a cold and gloomy thing?

If a cold and yin thing meets an extremely yin person, wouldn't it make the person even stronger?

Could it be that his senior brother has some secret method that he doesn’t know about?

Lin Jiu was full of doubts.

Instead, he quickly walked up to the ancestor, picked up the cloth bag he usually carried on the table, and walked out.

Jingzhi immediately followed, but after a few steps, he stopped her, "Don't go. Xiaoyu can't control his talisman paper anymore. Stay home and watch him. Don't let him scare outsiders."

Jingzhi took the foot that was about to step out of the door and then retracted it, "...Okay, then you must be careful. If you come back without getting hurt, I will give you a gift!"

Lin Jiu's eyes softened: "...Okay."

Even for her, he would try his best not to get hurt.

At this time, Lin Jiu didn't expect that he would not be able to receive the gift.

……

The cold night was quiet, and the dark clouds moved quite fast, sometimes covering the moon, and sometimes drifting far away, revealing the full moon in its entirety.

Jingzhi originally thought they would be back soon, but the food on the table was getting cold and heated up again, and then getting cold again.

The three masters and apprentices had not returned yet.

She was not in the mood to eat, so she simply moved a chair and sat at the gate waiting.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a chair being dragged behind me.

Jingzhi looked back and saw Xiaoyu wearing a cloak and dragging a chair. His half-hard joints were creaking as he limped towards her.

If Jingzhi hadn't known that he was Xiaoyu, he would have thrown a handful of glutinous rice at him long ago.

He walked like a zombie, it scared the hell out of me.

"What are you doing out here?"

Seeing him twisting his hips and taking laborious steps up the stairs, Jingzhi sighed, holding a chair in one hand and picking him up under his arm with the other, and placed him next to her.

Xiaoyu: "I'll wait with you."

The word "together" is very serious.

In the moonlight, Jingzhi inexplicably read a bit of seriousness in his expressionless round face.

She sighed and pushed him to sit on the chair. "Let's wait until your father comes back and find a way..."

Xiaoyu's eyelashes slowly drooped, and his back straightened, perhaps he couldn't bend either.

He spoke each word seriously:

"I don't care. I'm very happy to have you guys during this time."

He turned his head and looked at Jingzhi intently and said:

"If Dad wants to kill me, I won't fight back."

Jingzhi was stunned by what he said. After a long time, she sighed and patted his thin shoulders.

"You...are really a big son to your mother."

Even if this kind of child is not her biological child, she would still be willing to raise him...

At this moment, Lin Jiu's cold voice suddenly came from the forest not far away.

"Follow me again, and I'll take you in!"

Jingzhi stood up with a swish, and just as she took a step, she heard a delicate female voice again.

"The road is not yours. I can go wherever I want."

Jingzhi stretched out his foot and then retracted it.

The hand that was playing with the bottle of exquisite perfume at his side gradually tightened.

The moonlight was at its brightest at this moment, and Lin Jiu walked out from the path in the forest.

The moment he saw Jingzhi, his expression softened, as if he had thought of something. He pursed his lips, slowed down his pace, and became a little hesitant.

Following him out was a beautiful...ghost wearing a lavender gauze dress.

It must be a ghost. Anyway, with Jingzhi's excellent eyesight, she could only see the two shadows of Qiu Sheng and Wencai.

And the key point is, the way she looked at Lin Jiu was exactly the same as hers.

It's admiration.

"...Xiaoyu, come on, let's go in."

For some reason, she felt like a joke waiting at the door.

Without waiting for Xiaoyu, he took his chair and walked into the house.

"Jingzhi!" Lin Jiu panicked when he saw her complicated look, but he really...

But he didn't mean to...

"Hmph! You're only calling me now!" Qiu Sheng grumbled softly, cupping his chest. "Why didn't you think of my master's wife when you were hugging that beautiful lady and kissing her just now?"

Wencai also particularly disliked Lin Jiu, "That's right."

The person who disappeared at the door suddenly reappeared.

If Lin Jiu's tone just now was cold as ice, then the expression on her face now was like an ice sculpture.

"Qiu Sheng, tell me again, what did he do?"

When Qiu Sheng saw her, he quickly put down his hands, but did not dare to speak anymore.

It’s broken, it’s broken!

I forgot that civet cats have the most sensitive ears.

"No, nothing, I was just talking nonsense."

Jingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the expressions of the three people and one ghost outside.

After watching for a long time, the female ghost couldn't bear it anymore.

"Master Lin, didn't your disciple say that you're still unmarried? Who is this girl?"

Jingzhi closed her eyes and turned away.

Young Master Lin, Young Master Lin, I feel uncomfortable no matter how I hear it.

Lin Jiu was furious. He picked up a jar and put the female ghost who followed him in into the jar.

Then he took a big step and walked towards Jingzhi, who was standing with her back to him in the pavilion.

"Jingzhi, I'm not..."

Her back was so cold that it kept people at a distance.

Lin Jiu was a little afraid to step forward for a moment.

Hearing the voice, Jingzhi turned around and waved to Wencai, "Qiu Sheng, don't dare to speak, you speak, I only ask you three questions."

Wencai glanced at the steaming dishes behind her and couldn't help but have his eyes red.

He felt that he had never been so brave as he was now.

Wencai walked up to her and nodded honestly.

Jingzhi took a few deep breaths, suppressed his anger, and then slowly asked:

"They... kissed?"

Wencai: “Yes.”

"... kissed mouth to mouth?"

Wencai: “…Yes.”

"Snapped!"

The glass bottle in her hand was crushed by her, and the glass shards pierced her palm, oozing out drops of blood, but Jingzhi seemed unaware.

Lin Jiu panicked. He took two quick steps towards her and wanted to show her his hand, but she opened it with her palm.

"Don't touch me!"

A loud shout successfully plunged the entire yard into deathly silence.

"Wencai, the last question is, was it Lin Jiu who took the initiative, or was it her who took the initiative?"

Lin Jiu was called.

Qiu Sheng cried out in his heart, his eyes almost gouged out, but he was unable to stop Wencai from speaking so boldly at this moment.

"The first time, it was Master who took the initiative, and the second time, it was Xiaoli who took the initiative, although the second time, there was no..."

Qiu Sheng: “…”

He snapped and covered his face, not daring to look anymore.

Before Wencai could finish his words, Jingzhi flew out of the yard like a gust of wind...

"Lin Jiu, you are doing very well!"

……

After she left, Qiu stamped his feet in anger. He walked over and slapped Wencai on the back of the head several times, "What are you doing?! You are usually so timid, but you are so brave this time?!"

Wencai wiped his tears, looked at the table set with dishes, and said aggrievedly:

"Wow, I don't want to lie to her."

"Then you could just shut up!"

"She asked me, and I still want to explain..."

"Can't you speak faster, you---"

"Alright!!" Lin Jiu shouted coldly, and suddenly the yard fell into deathly silence again.

A gentle breeze blew, and the sweet smell of her blood, mixed with the unfamiliar scent of cold pine, reached his nose.

Lin Jiu squatted down and picked up the brown bottle cap with half of the bottle still attached.

This must be her gift.

Indeed, he was wrong.

"Master, I don't blame you. You were just careless." Qiu Sheng advised in a low voice.

Lin Jiu stood up, clenched the bottle cap, and let half of the bottle pierce into the palm of his hand, feeling the pain she had just felt.

The blood from her palm dripped onto the ground drop by drop, covering the blood that had just dripped onto the ground.

"Master..."

Lin Jiu: "...Keep an eye on her, I'm going to go out for a while."

Xiaoli in the jar said: "What a waste! The blood of these two people is very fragrant. Just give it to me to drink."

Qiu Sheng was furious and rushed back into the house. He took out a few more talismans and stuck them on the mouth of the jar. "Don't even think about it. It's all your fault! We don't need your help!"

Xiaoli: "Oh, it's fate that we met. It means that Master Lin and I are destined to be together."

"Hey, what are your master's hobbies?"

Wencai also became tough at this time. He also took out a piece of talisman paper and stuck it on the bottle. "You ask, so we have to answer? You are different from her!"

Xiaoli: "What's the difference? Don't you all like your master? I can see it."

Wencai said seriously: "She is my master's wife, and she will always be."

Xiaoli: "...Didn't you say he wasn't married?"

Qiu Sheng sighed as he stared at the wide-open door. "Ah, they're getting married next month, and look at the mess you've made..."

Can he still have a master's wife?

Xiaoli: "Since you haven't gotten married yet, I still have a chance."

Wencai and Qiusheng said in unison: "Definitely not!"

……

Lin Jiu foolishly ran to Simu's house to look for someone again.

But this time, Jingzhi went to the Queen Mother Temple of Zhegu.

"A cigarette before bed makes you feel as happy as a god!"

Zhe Gu lit a cigarette, took a puff, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

I just grabbed the door panel and wanted to close the door.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew over and dispersed the fog.

Before the person arrived, water droplets dripped onto her face.

The next second, she was still in the same position, holding a cigarette in one hand and raising the other hand high, letting Jingzhi hug her waist and cry on her shoulder.

The coat draped over his shoulders had already fallen to the ground.

Her hand, frozen in the air, slowly moved down and patted Jingzhi's shaking shoulder, "What's the matter again?"

Hearing her question, Jingzhi seemed to have found an outlet for his anger, and he tightened his grip around Zhegu's waist until she could hardly breathe.

"Wow, wow, he's usually too shy to kiss me and only dares to kiss my forehead, but this time he actually kissed a ghost!"

"It's still mouth to mouth!"

"Woooooooo..."

Zhe Gu was shocked: "What?! Lin Zhengying actually even played with ghosts?"

OK OK.

This time her cat was delivered to her door.

He'd better not come to beg her, otherwise she won't let him go, no, she won't let the cat go!