Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

When Jingzhi heard that Zhegu was going to celebrate her birthday, she felt excited but also a little conflicted.

If it's my birthday, I have to see him.

Although she knew he was not far away, she seemed not to have looked at him carefully for a long time.

Every time he would just glance at the person on the wall and leave.

Missing him, of course.

Just thinking about him being kissed by a female ghost made her feel unhappy.

This feeling lasted until the day before my birthday.

"Ugh."

Jingzhi sighed, picked up the scissors and started cutting Xiaoyu's nails which were getting longer and longer.

She sighed, and Xiaoyu raised her eyelids to look at her.

He sat upright and let her cut his nails, even though he knew that these nails were his powerful weapons.

But he doesn't want to fight, so nails are dispensable to him.

However, for Jingzhi, cutting it off was a must.

If she doesn't cut it, she will have no skirt to wear.

"Oh~" Thinking of this, she sighed again.

Teaching Xiaoyu to walk is like teaching a primary school student to do homework.

Xiaoyu's limbs seemed to have just grown out, and he was quite skilled at jumping around.

Once he starts walking, he staggers from side to side.

So much so that every time he was about to fall, he would subconsciously hold on to her skirt tightly.

Except for the "birth white skirt" she made of fur which had some defense, all the beautiful little skirts she and Zhe Gu bought on the street were pierced by his nails.

Cut it off!

He must cut them all off!

……

Zhe Gu usually has more things to do in the morning and usually becomes free around three or four in the afternoon.

At this moment, she held her face and watched her cutting the little zombie's nails, sighing from time to time. She couldn't help but cross her feet and click her tongue.

"It's useless to do this. He was born because of corpse qi. His corpse qi is very strong. If you cut it today, he will grow back tomorrow."

Jingzhi took Xiaoyu's hand and looked at it, then playfully poked the dimples on the back of his hand, "Do you think he has black nail polish on?"

"Like a fart, like you have onychomycosis." Zhe Gu rolled her eyes at her.

Every time this woman hears something she doesn't like, she changes the subject. What a shame.

Xiaoyu could now understand what was being said, and knew that Zhegu was complaining about his nails. His face, which was gradually able to show some expressions, began to look unhappy.

The two somewhat dark lips slowly pursed up.

Zhe Gu glanced at him and took a tomato from the basket beside him and gave it to him. "Okay, okay, I was too quick to talk. Eat, eat, eat. Here you go."

Xiaoyu held the tomatoes, looked at her straight in the eyes, and said seriously: "Apologize."

Zhe Gu groaned, stood up, and put one foot on the stool. "I take care of your food and drink, and you want me to apologize?"

Xiaoyu: "My mother gave you the money."

Sugarcane Girl: "She gave it, but you didn't."

Xiaoyu suddenly felt helpless: "..."

He put the tomato down and pushed it in her direction, "I'm not eating it anymore."

"Hehehe." Jingzhi laughed and held her face while watching them bickering, finding it extremely amusing.

Seeing her smile, Zhe Gu raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh, you finally smile? I thought you were going to sigh until tomorrow."

Jingzhi's laughter stopped abruptly.

Looking at Xiaoyu who was secretly putting the tomato in her mouth and chewing it, she suddenly understood.

"You two are putting on a show in front of me?"

Xiaoyu was like a little mouse, happily licking the tomato juice, and even had a hand free to point at Zhe Gu, "She, she taught me."

Zhe Gu flicked her finger and swatted away the hand that was pointing at her nose. "You little bastard, what I said just now was absolutely correct. I gave you food and drink, and this is how you accuse me of something bad?"

Xiaoyu silently handed over the wrinkled tomato peel again, "Then... give it back to you?"

Aunt Zhe: "...Save it for your midnight snack."

Stopping her banter with him, Zhe Gu patted the footprints on the chair, sat down, and nudged Jingzhi's arm with her elbow.

"Hey, seriously, there's no one in the temple now. Let's go shopping. Your birthday is tomorrow, and you can't still be wearing that outfit. All white is unlucky."

Jingzhi looked down at the spotless, shimmering skirt and said, "I think it's pretty good."

There is a kind of half-dead and cold beauty, which is in line with her recent mood.

"Bullshit, come with me for a walk!" She pulled Jingzhi's arm hard and dragged her out of the room.

"You are not allowed to go. Stay home and I'll give you an extra tomato when I come back!"

Xiaoyu, who was wearing a cloak, silently took it off again. He held up two fingers and said, "I want two."

"Squeak, squeak, squeak." Jingzhi buried his head in Zhegu's shoulder, shaking with laughter.

Zhe Gu glanced at her and secretly waved her fist at Xiaoyu.

Little brat, you even learned how to bargain.

"Mother, she—"

"Okay, okay, two is fine! I really owe you two!"

Aunt Zhe was extremely helpless.

When Jingzhi went shopping with her arm around his with a smile on his face, her mood improved.

Hehe, these are real sisters.

Her deceased sister had always disliked her for being old-fashioned and rude and was unwilling to have much contact with her.

But her sister, Zhe Gu, just couldn't stand her sister's greed for money.

Jingzhi is just right, soft and straight, and at night he can turn into a cat and give her a rub, how nice! (′?｀)?

"Why are you smiling so obscenely?"

As soon as the sugarcane girl picked up a stalk, she started to tickle Jingzhi on the street.

"Who is obscene? Who are you calling obscene?"

"Hahaha, I won't say anymore, I'm disgusting, I'm disgusting!"

……

Zhe Gu intentionally took her out for some fresh air. After buying her a few sets of clothes, she took her to a newly opened restaurant to drink milk tea, eat snacks, and chat about gossip.

It was not until the sun set that the two of them walked back to the temple happily with their bags.

Before returning to the room, Jingzhi subconsciously looked up at the familiar wall.

Empty.

He hasn't come today.

Could it be that she just went out and missed it?

...Humph! I don't care about him.

Jingzhi withdrew her gaze, closed the door, and packed up the things she had just bought today.

After deciding what to wear tomorrow, she hung up the clothes with satisfaction, and then she heard Qiu Sheng's terrified cry outside.

"Master's Wife! Master's Wife! Come out quickly! My master is injured!"

The door had just been closed for a few minutes when she suddenly slammed it against the wall with a bang.

Jingzhi was like a gust of wind, blowing all the way to Qiu Sheng.

The speed was so fast that two strands of hair were still flying backwards and did not fall down.

Qiu Sheng was startled by her sudden appearance.

It took me a few seconds to remember what I wanted to tell her.

"Talk as we go! Is it in the hotel next door?"

Jingzhi pulled his arm and walked out.

Looking at Jingzhi who had taken over the role, Qiu Sheng secretly pulled the corner of his mouth, "Ah, yes, yes, Master lives in 306, you——"

Before he could finish, Jingzhi left him, went out, turned right and headed straight for the hotel.

"Didn't we say we'd talk while walking?" Qiu Sheng stopped and touched the back of his head. "Forget it, it's better to make her anxious for a while."

When Jingzhi heard Qiu Sheng say that Lin Jiu was injured, his heart was in his throat.

Who hurt you? Where did you hurt yourself? Your arm? Your leg? Your internal organs?

You don't go to the doctor, but come to her. Is it because the doctor can't cure you that you come to her?

The more Jingzhi thought about it, the more frightened she became. When she went up the stairs, her calves were shaking slightly.

She climbed up quickly, almost three steps at a time. Before the boss at the door on the first floor could stop her, she had disappeared.

"Guest! You have to register even if you come to visit!"

Qiu Sheng, who arrived later, knocked on the table and said, "It's okay. She'll go sit in Room 306 for a while and leave soon."

The boss looked up at him and said, "Qiu Sheng? Is that the woman your master has been waiting for? Isn't your master——"

Qiu Sheng reached behind the counter and covered his mouth with his hand. "Hey, keep your voice down. She has very good hearing."

The boss pulled his hand down and said, "Huh?" "306, on the third floor."

"Then she can hear it too," Qiu Sheng said.

The boss slowly sat down and started calculating on his abacus again, saying, "...Humph, I know what you guys are up to anyway. Sometimes, using self-torture tactics can backfire."

Qiu Sheng folded his arms around his chest, leaning against the counter as he watched him calculate. Hearing this, he curled his lips and said, "For others, this might backfire. She's really nervous about my master, so this trick is very useful."

"Oh?" The boss looked up and gave her an enigmatic smile. "Then we'll wait and see what her expression is when she comes down."

Qiu Sheng had been calm and composed, but now, he felt a wave of fear in his heart when he heard his smile...

the other side.

Jingzhi had already rushed to the door of Room 306. Seeing that the door was not closed, he pushed it open and walked in.

In the bedroom, Lin Jiu was sitting and standing, his clothes half taken off, with his back to Wencai, who was applying medicine to him.

The large scrape on his shoulder blade had now scabbed over slightly, and was black and red, looking a little scary.

But it was only a flesh wound, so why was Qiu Sheng screaming so anxiously?

Hearing the sound, both of them turned around.

Seeing that it was her, Lin Jiu was surprised and a little embarrassed.

"You're here?" He pushed away Wencai's hand that was applying medicine and put on his white undershirt that had been pulled down to his waist.

The undershirt was probably rubbed to a rough surface, and it was gray and white, with several scratches on the shoulder blades.

Jingzhi frowned immediately, "Wencai, go out first."

Probably because her eyes were only focused on Lin Jiu, she turned around and found that the room was empty. Wencai was nowhere to be found. There were only the two of them left, and the door was closed.

She tutted, glanced to the left, and walked over.

She opened the cabinet with a normal expression, took out a clean undershirt, and walked up to him.

"...The skin is broken, and you're still wearing dirty clothes. Aren't you afraid of infection? Take them off!"

Lin Jiu sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her blankly, without blinking.

It felt like years had passed since I had seen her so closely.

He did not take off his shirt immediately. Instead, he turned around, untied his purse, opened it, and took out a jade hairpin that he had made for a long time and handed it to her.

Lin Jiu pursed his pale lips, but a blush crept up his ears. "This is for you."

The moment Jingzhi lowered her eyes, she couldn't help but look up again and stare into his eyes.

He, he remembered???

This jade hairpin is clearly very similar to the one she broke in her previous life!

Even the seven-star carving on top was finely coated with cinnabar, but it seemed that some different runes were also engraved on it.

"you……"

Looking at his shy expression, Jingzhi suddenly came to her senses.

Is this just a coincidence? If it were Erdi, she definitely wouldn't have this expression.

Lin Jiu's fingers turned white as he pinched the jade hairpin. "Um... I was planning to give it to you tomorrow, but since you're here, I'll give it to you now."

Jingzhi didn't answer.

Although it was difficult, she still took her eyes away from the hairpin.

"Let's talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow. Take off your dirty clothes. Aren't you a germaphobe?"

Lin Jiu paused for a moment before silently retracting his outstretched hand, his eyelashes drooping slightly. "I'm sorry, this kind of style... girls probably don't like it."

He raised his head again and explained hurriedly:

"There's a formation engraved on it to conceal your presence. From now on, even if you encounter evil creatures like zombies, they won't be able to detect you."

Jingzhi's heart was in turmoil when she heard this, and she was also frightened by his puppy eyes that were full of affection and sincerity.

Think about Xiaoli, think about Xiaoli!

The floating mind suddenly cooled down.

"Undress."

The eyes dimmed instantly, and the slightly raised corners of the mouth turned downwards instantly.

Lin Jiu suddenly reached out and tightly grasped her waist. "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I will definitely stay away from other women and other female ghosts in the future. Please... don't do this to me. It makes me feel uncomfortable."

Jingzhi lowered her eyes to look at his long hair and suddenly said:

"Your hair is a little long, go get it cut later. You don't want to be slovenly for my birthday, do you?"

Lin Jiu suddenly looked up and stared at her blankly, his mouth slightly open, not understanding what she meant for a moment.

"you……"

Her face felt hot when he looked at her, so Jingzhi pinched his chin and turned his face away.

"I haven't forgiven you yet. You hugged me in dirty clothes. Are you——"

Before she finished speaking, Lin Jiu blushed and took off his undershirt which was half covering his body, then took the undershirt from her hand and wanted to put it on.

"Wait a minute, Wencai hasn't finished applying the medicine yet, turn around."

Lin Jiu's hands, which were holding up his clothes, froze in the air, and the corners of his mouth began to fly upwards uncontrollably.

Perhaps feeling ashamed, he quickly turned his back to Jingzhi and also turned his face away from her.

"Thank you."

Jingzhi: Tsk, quite polite.

Seeing how well behaved Lin Jiu was, she didn't bother him any more.

She washed her hands and dried them, then picked up the uncapped ointment on the chair next to her, picked up a little, and gently applied it to his shoulders.

The first time she wiped it, she saw him shudder all over, and then goose bumps appeared on his strong arms.

"Does it hurt?" she asked.

"It doesn't hurt." Lin Jiu said immediately.

Tsk, you’re too concerned about your reputation.

Jingzhi leaned over, applied the cream, and blew on it carefully. The force was like a feather scratching his skin, and Lin Jiu's goose bumps never went away.

But my heart was filled with unrest.

"Jingzhi..."

"Hmm?" She softened her pressure.

"I only love you."

Jingzhi quickly applied the ointment and suddenly covered his mouth tightly with his clean hand from behind.

She gritted her teeth and whispered in his ear:

"Say that word again and I'll get mad at you!"

He really is...hard to guard against!

All he does is scare her day after day!

Lin Jiu's hands tightly gripped his knees, his expression somewhat helpless.

He was just speaking from his heart.

If she doesn't want to listen, then don't say it.

So he nodded and shut his mouth.

Jingzhi closed the bottle cap and stood up straight, "Okay, you can put it on now."

Lin Jiu turned around, absentmindedly putting on his shirt, his eyes fixed on her face.

Lin Jiu felt a little uneasy as he couldn't tell what emotion he was showing.

He asked tentatively, "Will you come back to the charity cemetery with me?"

If I go back, that means I forgive him, right?

Anyway, the mastermind behind the incident has been dealt with by him and his senior brother, and the female ghost has also been sent away.

They... can finally be together.

Jingzhi walked to the basin and slowly washed her hands, saying, "Let's talk about it tomorrow. I promised Zhe Gu that I would celebrate my birthday here with her."

"……it is good."

Lin Jiu thought, since she didn’t refuse and even explained to him why she didn’t want to go back, she should... have forgiven him.

Lin Jiu was delighted and took out a small bottle of light yellow perfume from her purse and handed it over.

"This is for you. It has the scent of osmanthus, not too strong. I've been looking for it for a long time."

Jingzhi took it this time.

Instead, she sprayed a little on her fingers, then slowly leaned closer to his increasingly red face.

Lin Jiu's heart beat faster and his eyes widened.

She, is she still willing to kiss him?

The breath gradually hit the other person's face.

Just before they touched, she tilted her head and gently pinched his hot earlobe with her perfumed fingers and rubbed it.

Then bring it close to your nose and sniff it gently.

"good smell."

"........."

She stepped back, kindly moving away from the blushing man.

Before turning around and leaving, she put the perfume on the table.

"Spray it on when you come see me tomorrow."

"Don't spray too much. I don't like strong smells."

After everyone left, Lin Jiucai slowly pinched the earlobe she had pinched, chuckled, and whispered:

"……it is good."

Tomorrow, he has something else to show her.

He thought, she would like it, right?