Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

As Jingzhi expected, when Mr. Shi entered the room, his retainer, the old sorcerer, secretly stuffed something into his mouth.

She felt something was wrong, turned around and came to the back of Shi's house.

Unable to find Xiaohong, she could only come to Xiaohai.

"Is this the room?" she asked Xiaohai in a low voice.

"That's right, hurry up, or they'll be here soon." Xiao Hai pulled A Bao to build a human bridge, "Come on."

Jingzhi looked up at the three-meter-high windowsill and said calmly, "No need."

She took a few steps back, took a running start, and rushed into the room in a few seconds.

Xiao Hai took his hand back, as if in admiration, but also as if to complain:

"With this wall-climbing skill, you must have been a monkey or a cat in your previous life."

……

As soon as Jingzhi entered the door, she heard two footsteps getting closer.

Suddenly, two figures, one tall and one short, appeared in front of the door.

Damn, it came so fast.

The wardrobe was too far away and the bed was just opposite the window. It was obviously too late to hide in the wardrobe.

She slid and hid under the bed.

"Creak!" the door opened.

Jingzhi silently pulled back the hem of her dress that was exposed outside the bed.

"come on."

"No." Xiaohong withdrew her gaze from under the bed, pretending to be shy. She turned around, hugged the bedpost, and blocked Mr. Shi's sight.

"Afraid?" Master Shi twirled his beard, his restless eyes constantly sizing up her slender figure. "How about some wine first?"

"……it is good."

……

The man and the ghost sat down at a table not far from the bed. The old man covered the things very secretly when he gave them, and Jingzhi didn't see what they were.

Xiaohong was facing the bed. Jingzhi was afraid that Xiaohong would get drunk, so she waved her hands frantically to tell her not to drink.

Xiaohong hesitated for a moment, but Mr. Shi, who was facing the bed, drank a glass first and said to her with the bottom of the empty glass:

"What are you looking at? The wine is fine, don't worry. Am I that kind of person?"

Xiaohong quickly turned his face back as he was about to look under the bed, "No, it's nothing, don't I look good? Come and have a drink."

Looking at the rosy-cheeked "Xiaozhu", Mr. Shi's eyes blurred again: "Hehe, it's very beautiful~"

Halfway through drinking, Mr. Shi couldn't help himself and wanted to touch Xiaohong. She pretended to be coquettish and pushed his kidney with her elbow.

Mr. Shi clutched his waist tightly, "Oh my god."

Xiaohong pushed him away and walked to the window. "Go change your clothes first. They smell like alcohol."

"Change clothes? Hey, that's fine."

Master Shi happily walked behind the screen.

As soon as he came in, the gentleness on Xiaohong's face disappeared. She looked around and came to the antique shelf.

He picked up the blue and white porcelain vase on top and threw it out of the window.

Without hearing any sound of breaking, Jingzhi knew that Xiaohai and Abao downstairs had caught it.

Seeing that she was busy, Jingzhi sneaked out from under the bed, came to Xiaohong and whispered:

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, what's wrong?" The weak girl, holding a big vat, turned around and asked with a silly look on her face.

"...No." Jingzhi's eyes flashed with a smile, and then his expression became serious again, "Don't let him get close to you later. Find a way to escape as soon as possible. I'm afraid he has another trick up his sleeve."

"Xiaozhu? Who are you talking to?" A voice came from behind the screen.

Damn it, I can’t steal it anymore.

Xiaozhu got anxious and threw the big vat in her hand downstairs.

"Hey, don't!"

Jingyi screamed and followed the big vat out of the window.

The floor was covered with porcelain.

The two brothers, who were full of joy, saw that the jar was too big, and fear appeared on their faces, and they both dodged away.

If Jingzhi wasn't so strong, she thought they would have gained nothing today.

She landed first, held on to the edge of the tank tightly, swung herself around to relieve the force of falling, and then gently let go.

……

the other side.

Lin Jiu, who was working on something, was really worried and wanted to call Xiao Hai to educate him again, but no matter how he called, no one responded.

When he walked out of the room, he saw that the backyard was empty. There was only a fly swatter lying horizontally on the lounge chair in the moonlight.

Lin Jiu's heart skipped a beat and he ran out.

……

Xiaohong probably had an accident. Jingzhi only heard a panicked scream coming from inside the house.

Just as they were about to go over to help, they heard an angry shout coming from behind them.

"What are you doing?"

"Master, Master, QJ!" Xiao Hai turned around and saw that it was Lin Jiu, who pointed to the second floor and stuttered.

When Lin Jiu found out that Jingzhi was also here, his lips gradually pursed.

"Why are you fooling around too?!"

Jingzhi turned around silently, lowered his head facing the wall, and began to pick at the wall.

It's over.

After working so hard for so long, all the good impressions are gone.

Lin Jiu glared at her high ponytail in anger, then angrily shouted at his two disciples:

"Why don't you go up and help!"

Before Jingzhi turned around, she felt a gust of wind coming from behind her, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Jiu was upstairs.

Xiao Hai and A Bao also pulled each other up.

Just as she was about to go up, she heard Lin Jiu shout, "You are not allowed to come up."

She curled her lips and began to face the wall again.

If she doesn't want to go, then she doesn't go. She came here just because she was worried that something might happen to them.

Before I counted to thirty, a white shadow flew out from the upstairs window.

It should be Xiaohong.

Fortunately, she was not captured by Lin Jiu.

Just as she was secretly rejoicing, Lin Jiu walked out of the small door next to her, holding one of his apprentices by the back of his collar with one hand, his face frighteningly dark.

He looked at me with a cold face, "You come back with me too!"

Jingzhi gripped his sword tightly, feeling so guilty that he didn't dare to look up.

After all... the stolen goods were scattered all over the floor.

"I, I still have to patrol the streets."

"I'll tell Xiao Jiang later."

His tone was so cold that Jingzhi shrank her neck, responded vaguely, and followed him silently.

Along the way, the honest Abao couldn't stand Lin Jiu's cold questioning anymore and revealed Xiaohong's hiding place.

Lin Jiu snorted coldly, let them go and headed straight for Abao's house.

Jingzhi looked at Abao who lowered his head, wanting to scold him but too lazy to do so.

"I'm talking to you, eh."

A Bao suddenly raised his head and looked at her, and said seriously:

"I still think this isn't a good idea. Master is right. We should be down-to-earth and not dream of getting rich overnight."

"Master is right. Even if he's a bad guy, so what? If I take his things, can I use them with peace of mind?"

Well, she finally discovered that Po was just a master braggart.

Seeing that he was still there, "Master is right," she quickly grabbed him and followed in the direction Lin Jiu left.

"Alright, alright, your master is right."

"But now is not the time to talk about this. Let's go quickly. I think Brother Lin seems to have misunderstood Xiaohong."

……

The three of them caught up with Lin Jiu and then stayed a foot away from him.

The main reason is that Lin Jiu is so furious that people dare not approach him easily.

After opening the door, Xiaohong was indeed worried about her mother, so she came back here.

She stood in the middle of the yard, as if resigned to her fate.

A pale face looks even more desolate in the moonlight.

Lin Jiu walked over and slowly lifted up his sleeves.

A Bao thought it was not good and quickly grabbed Lin Jiu's arm to apologize:

"Master, it's all my fault. It was my idea. Please let her go."

Lin Jiu struggled to break free from his hand and looked at Xiao Hong with a frown, "I must take away this evil ghost that harms people."

Xiao Hong smiled wryly, but her arms were blocking the door: "Master, can you please show some mercy?"

Lin Jiu was unmoved and even thought she was going to do something shady.

“Favors are reserved for people.”

"Xiao Hai!" He stretched out his hand towards Xiao Hai.

"Oh." Xiao Hai glanced at Xiao Hong who looked sad, then took out a large colorful shuttlecock from his bag and put it in Lin Jiu's hand.

"Tsk." Lin Jiu felt a hand full of chicken feathers and couldn't help but turn his head to glare at Xiao Hai.

"Hey, I took the wrong one." He replaced the big shuttlecock with a small two-color shuttlecock.

The veins on Lin Jiu's forehead were throbbing.

He flicked the shuttlecock and kicked the cloth bag on his body.

The pocket flew up, and before Ah Hai could reach out, it was snatched away by Lin Jiu in an instant.

Seeing that he was really going to take action, Jingzhi couldn't help but want to defend Xiaohong:

"Brother Lin, she is not..."

"Shut up too!"

Oh, why are you so fierce?

Jingzhi walked to the pillar and started to pick at it.

The words were out, and Lin Jiu couldn't take them back.

He pursed his lips and simply focused on dealing with the female ghost in front of him.

He took out a round magic weapon from his pocket. The surface of the magic weapon was embroidered with the Yin-Yang Bagua diagram, and the body of the magic weapon was wrapped with cinnabar red thread.

As soon as he pointed the Bagua at Xiaohong, Xiaohong immediately turned invisible and ran away.

He spun the Bagua and looked around carefully.

Xiao Hai followed behind him, but he whispered with his mouth closed:

"Don't come out! My master will beat you to death."

Traitor!

Lin Jiu, who was sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, glared at him fiercely.

Then he changed his hand gestures, pulled the cinnabar thread, and moved the rotating Bagua horizontally. When the Bagua was aimed at the edge of the stove, the entire magic tool began to glow.

I don’t know if the little red ghost has very little strength left, or if Lin Jiu’s ghost-hunting skills are really amazing.

As soon as the light came on, Lin Jiu swung the cinnabar thread in his hand, and the Bagua immediately flew out in one direction.

Xiaohong's figure suddenly appeared in the void. At this time, she was tied up tightly by the cinnabar thread in Lin Jiu's hand and was struggling hard.

However, when she held the cinnabar thread in her hand, it made a sizzling sound, as if it had been burned.

Lin Jiu pulled the other end of the string tightly, his eyes becoming more and more fierce.

At this moment, Xiao Hai suddenly took out a pair of scissors and cut the cinnabar thread.

Lin Jiu was extremely angry: "Xiao Hai!!"

Xiao Hai stiffened his neck and snapped his scissors twice. "I, I, I'll just go to the side."

"Humph!"

Lin Jiu pulled off the small piece of thread left in his hand and wanted to move forward.