Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Before she lifted the curtain of the dressing room, Jingzhi heard Erdi's voice coming from inside. The band outside had already started playing music, but she could still hear it clearly.

"Mr. Liang, please take all the gifts back."

She secretly lifted a corner of the curtain to look inside, but she looked into Erdi's eyes at a glance.

Erdi is still singing the role of a female dan tonight. She is dressed in a patched black dress and a green headscarf. She has finished dressing and her face is also powdered and made up.

However, he did not make a glare or tease Jingzhi as he did before. Instead, he cleared his throat, quickly looked away, and sat down.

Jingzhi snorted: If you don’t want to look, then don’t look. Then I won’t look at you either!

The tip of his ears twitched, his eyes dimmed for a moment, and then he raised his head and looked at the three people in front of him with an expressionless face.

For some reason, Mr. Liang suddenly smiled flatteringly:

"Master Liang, I admire your kung fu very much. I hope you will forgive the past and accept him as your disciple."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Liang Zan, who was standing upright, lifted up his robe and bent his knees impatiently to kneel down to Erdi.

Erdi glanced at Jingzhi secretly again, and quickly stretched out her instep to support Liang Zan's knees and helped him up.

He curled his lips and said:

"Master~ I don't have the ability to accept you as my disciple."

The hand behind his back gradually clenched. For some unknown reason, he didn't want Liang Zan to join his troupe.

"Master...thank you for reminding me, otherwise I would still be in the dark." Zan looked embarrassed and regretful.

Erdi looked at him coldly:

"Now that you've thanked me, I'm going to go on stage."

After saying that, he turned around and slowly walked out.

Liang Zan, unwilling to give up, chased after her and grabbed Erdi's sleeve:

"Master Liang, please accept me!"

The voices gradually faded away. Jingzhi looked around, picked up a costume beside him and put it on, while lifting the curtain and walking inside.

Tongcai widened his eyes:

"You, you're not that one?"

Jingzhi glanced at him and buttoned up the button around his neck:

"What are you looking at? I'm so busy! It's almost my turn."

As she spoke, she quickly followed.

Tongcai scratched his head and stared at her back blankly, thinking, she hasn't even put on makeup yet, and she's going to perform now?

So careless?

His eyes suddenly fell on the hair flying behind her, Tongcai's pupils shrank, and the word "witch" almost slipped out of his mouth.

She, she, she shouldn't be it, right?

In the past month or so, I haven't heard of any monster harming anyone. That monster should have... left, right?

……

……

Erdi caught a glimpse of the familiar figure behind her and snorted. He had just arrived and she was already so impatiently coming up to him. Was she trying to throw herself into his arms?

So...what was that kiss last night about?

He glanced at Liang Zan, who looked very nervous, and spoke more viciously:

"I won't teach my Kung Fu to a playboy like you to show off."

Liang Zan weaved through the crowd, following closely behind him, completely unaware of the presence of a small figure behind him. He clenched his fists and waved his arms to show his determination:

"I've decided to change my ways and practice martial arts diligently!"

Erdi snorted coldly:

"When you finish your studies and become a real person again, I won't be able to do anything to you then..."

As soon as he turned around and saw the clothes Jingzhi was wearing, he suddenly became speechless.

…That was the costume he wore last time.

For some reason, Erdi felt uncomfortable all over. He moved his shoulders and twisted his neck, but didn't dare to look at her. He turned around and walked out quickly.

Jingzhi: ...got lice? Twisting around, humph!

Seeing that he was walking faster and faster, Liang Zan hurriedly jogged after him:

"You believe me, I can send—"

Before he could finish his words, he looked up and saw Erdi walking onto the stage with graceful steps. She twisted her waist and waved her hands and began to sing.

Liang Zan was looking dejectedly at Erdi outside. Liang Weng, who had caught up with him from behind, glanced at Jingyi beside him with a puzzled look, then quickly huddled up to his only son, his face full of pity.

"Child, go back first."

"I, I'm not leaving, you go back first!"

"Let's go back first, okay?"

Liang Zan didn't even turn his head, but turned around and pushed. Liang Weng was old, and he stumbled and was about to fall. Jing Zhi stepped forward to steady him, then stepped back to stand.

"What's wrong with you? He's your b...your father. Can't you respect the elderly and love the young?"

Mr. Liang glanced at her and sighed inexplicably.

He thought to himself that once this kid made a decision, no one could change it. Even so, he couldn't help but give Liang Zan another piece of advice:

"Let's go back first, Azan?"

"...Don't bother me!" He still stared at Erdi.

"Hey~ What's wrong with you? Why don't you listen?"

Just as Jingzhi was about to go up and argue, Liang Weng grabbed his sleeve. He shook his head and sighed heavily:

"Thank you for your kindness, young lady. I'd better go on my way first."

As he spoke, he glanced at Liang Zan who was looking straight at the stage, and then walked out with a hunched back.

"Master Liang, even if you don't accept me, I will definitely learn from you!!"

Erdi was singing when suddenly a loud shout came from the side of the stage. The people below the stage looked sideways and whispered to each other. Erdi used her sleeves to cover her eyes and glanced over there.

A small white hand suddenly stretched out, covered Liang Zan's mouth and dragged him away.

Erdi paused for a moment, and began to sing silently again, but her singing voice became more mournful and plaintive.

"Old man, why is today's play so sad? I want to cry."

"...Qin Xianglian was abandoned by Chen Shimei. How could she not be sad? Just keep watching, old woman. Zhan Zhao will appear soon."

……

Zhan Zhao Fen Zhao - Agui, at this moment, was blocking Jingzhi and Liang Zan. He was wearing a red robe, holding a handkerchief, and pretending to be suave, while holding the sword on his waist:

"Jingzhi, I saw that you didn't even have a handkerchief, so I bought this for you. Here!"

Jingzhi glanced at the handkerchief with half-closed eyes, her hands still tightly covering Liang Zan's mouth and nose.

That handkerchief is neither new nor old, and it's pilling around the edges. I'm not sure if it was a gift from my lover.

She rolled her eyes fiercely:

"It's easy to leave without seeing him off."

"You! Don't regret it! If you miss this opportunity, you'll never get it again!"

"I don't want to get an STD."

She raised the corner of her mouth and glanced at Liang Zan, who was held in her elbow with a look of resentment on his face.

Sure enough, when he heard this, his eyes flashed with fire.

The joy of tranquility.

Agui became angry and embarrassed.

He put away his handkerchief, snorted coldly, turned and left.

Jingzhi saw that Liang Zan's face was flushed with anger, so she kindly let him go.

He covered his chest and took a deep breath. As soon as he caught his breath, he pointed at Jingzhi's nose and cursed:

"Hoohoo, you're suffocating me to death! Witch, you are a witch!"

Liang Zan took two steps back, feeling a surge of fear. Why couldn't he break free just now?

Jingzhi lifted up her index finger that was constantly trembling at the tip of her nose and said slowly:

"They're performing on stage. If you don't have eyes, I'll have to teach you a lesson."

"you you!"

Liang praised you for a long time, but seeing that he couldn't win either by beating or talking, he snorted angrily, and like an enraged bull, he pushed open the curtain and ran out.

The other family member, Erdi, had come off the stage and was standing next to Jingzhi.

He looked at her eyebrows raised in laughter, and felt inexplicably upset, so he started to speak viciously again:

"If you want to be the young mistress of the Liang family, you should leave my troupe as soon as possible."

Even as he said this, his heartbeat inexplicably quickened, and his peripheral vision subtly observed Jingzhi's expression.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the expression on her face showed regret at having her thoughts exposed, or genuine anger.

Jingzhi gritted his teeth, his fists clenched until they turned white. The icy aura surrounding him forced Erdi to take a step back.

"Is that what you think of me?!"

He took another step back, turned his face away, but a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Hmph! You've already accepted someone's token of love, yet you're still being stubborn. I think you should... just leave early!"

"you you!"

Now it was Jingzhi's turn to point at his nose and be speechless.

She was so angry that her eyes flushed red. She then snatched his white hand from his side and bit it viciously. While he was in pain, she quickly reached behind him and pulled hard on the pigtail hidden under his wig.

Then he turned around and ran, wiping his tears with his sleeves and crying loudly.

Crying and sobbing:

"Liang Erdi! I hate you! I won't leave, I won't leave, I'll piss you off to death! Woo woo woo!"