Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

"Xiaohong? Is it Xiaohong?"

The old lady probably heard the voices and groped her way out of the house.

"mom!"

The old lady was full of yin energy, with pale lips and dark circles under her eyes.

Lin Jiu only needed to take a glance to know that this man must have been with this female ghost for quite some time.

Hearing the word "Mom", Jingzhi couldn't bear it anymore, so he put down a large piece of pillar skin and said to Lin Jiu:

"Brother Lin, please let her go. She really has a compelling reason to stay in this world. Her mother is blind. How can she survive without Xiaohong?"

Lin Jiu: "How can humans and ghosts live together? Is this old lady often sick? If this continues, she will be killed by the evil spirit of this female ghost. I must capture this harmful ghost!"

The old lady understood this time.

Lin Jiu was saying that her daughter was a ghost, how was that possible?

They supported each other and finally escaped here from the north and met Awen.

Seeing that good days are coming, even if she dies, her daughter will not die.

"You lied, my daughter is not dead."

Lin Jiu was merciless and directly exposed the truth that Xiaohong had been hiding.

"Old lady, I was the one who buried her body. Besides, why is it that there is no harvest in the north, but you can have a full meal every day? Have you ever wondered why?"

The old lady's face grew paler as she listened. The little red hand in her hand was not only ice-cold to the bone, but also so withered that only two fingers could encircle it.

Lin Jiu didn't want this to happen either, but if he didn't explain it clearly, these old people would be most likely to be soft-hearted and confused, and take in the female ghost at home, harming others and themselves.

He delivers the final blow:

"Your daughter... starved to death."

The old lady's eyes were filled with tears, and she finally couldn't help but let them fall.

She was so panicked that she couldn't help but want to find a backbone.

"Ah, Awen, Awen!"

Jingzhi rolled her eyes at the back of Lin Jiu's head and poked the stunned Abao.

"Hurry up and respond, what are you doing?"

"Hey! Here I am!" A Bao came back to his senses after being hit by her elbow and replied loudly.

Lin Jiu turned around and looked at the two of them.

Jingzhi met his gaze, bit her lip, and couldn't help but say:

"If you say it directly like that, the old man won't be able to bear it. What if he sticks his head back?"

Lin Jiu's voice was low and clear: "When it's time to make a decision, make it."

"you!"

Lin Jiu knew that his brother Lin was easily soft-hearted, so he stopped arguing with her and turned around to tell the old lady directly:

"He's not Awen, he's my apprentice Abao."

With her backbone gone, her bright future seemed to be shattered by Lin Jiu's words. The old lady held on until she reached the south.

Now that anger has finally dissipated.

She couldn't bear it and was about to faint.

Xiaohong, who was crying beside her, blew a wisp of white smoke over.

The old lady froze in place.

The wind around me suddenly became stronger without me noticing.

Xiaohong's pure white cloak fluttered in the wind.

She was so sad that she became angry, and her originally skinny hands gradually grew sharp claws.

"Master, you are so inhumane!"

She didn't want to fight. When she was alive, she was a gentle lady from a noble family. After her death, she took care of her old mother peacefully.

Why, why is the world so unfair!

"what!!!"

Ghost power lingered around her body, and her sharp claws turned into claws, and she attacked Lin Jiu.

"Why don't you help!"

The place was small, and Lin Jiu felt restrained, so he couldn't help but call out.

But I saw that those three not only did not help, but they also intervened to help Xiaohong from time to time.

Jingzhi even took the time to say to Lin Jiu seriously:

"You are bad, Xiaohong is good."

The string in Lin Jiu's head snapped with a clang.

Yes, he is bad, that’s why he falls in love with her.

Lin Jiu felt so upset by what she said that he took out a piece of talisman and set it on fire.

A Bao and Xiao Hai's pupils shrank, and they quickly used one arm each to hold Lin Jiu tightly.

"Master, please don't burn her with the Samadhi Fire. She will never be reborn!"

The irrational Xiaohong also knew the power of that flame. She stopped fighting and instead flew straight up, trying to fly out of the yard through the patio to avoid the sharp edge.

"Go away!"

Lin Jiu broke free from the restraints of the two disciples, pointed his sword at the burning talisman paper, and drew a complicated hand gesture.

In an instant, a fire dragon hit Xiaohong's skirt as she was about to fly away.

Jingzhi's pupils shrank, and she kicked the beam and pounced forward, standing in front of Xiaohong.

"Brother Lin..."

why?

Lin Jiu only had time to retract his magic, but he could only watch as the clothing on Jingzhi's trouser legs caught fire.

Abao quickly took off his clothes and threw himself wildly over her legs.

"Master, what are you doing? You even burned your own brother. Do you have any humanity left?!"

Fortunately, the clothes she was wearing were made of her fur, so Jingzhi was not hurt.

Maybe it is impossible to transform back into the original form.

It's obvious that she must be a cat with bald legs now.

"I'm sorry, I'm not..."

Jingzhi turned away, put her hand on Abao's arm and stood up, "Since you don't want to listen to my explanation, I don't want to hear your apology either."

"..."

Lin Jiu was also angry.

Isn't this for the old lady's own good?

Why did everyone stop him?

As soon as he saw his frown, Po knew that his master was about to have another attack.

He stood in front of Xiaohong as if he was going to hit someone.

"You, if you keep doing this, I'll beat you!"

Jingzhi also stood in front of Xiaohong.

"I, I'll hit you too!"

Ajiu also said in the letter that if he became bad, she'd better slap him to wake him up.

"Xiao Hai, give me my sword." She didn't take her eyes off Lin Jiu and stretched out her hand towards Xiao Hai.

Ah? ?

Just hit her casually, it's not good to use knives or guns.

Xiao Hai handed over a big shuttlecock.

"Xiao Hai!!" She was so angry that she jumped up and down.

The big shuttlecock becomes a small shuttlecock.

"..."

She took the shuttlecock and threw it towards Lin Jiu.

With a "bang", it hit his heart and then fell to the ground.

Lin Jiu's expression grew colder and colder. He picked up the saber on the ground and stuffed it into her hand. "Don't you want to use a knife?"

He grasped the hilt of the knife, pulled it out and put it into her other hand, pointing the tip of the knife at his chest.

"Poke here."

Jingzhi was stunned.

Then, she frantically pulled her hand back, "Brother Lin, I..."

"Abao, why don't you help!"

"oh oh!"

"boom!"

Lin Jiu was hit in the stomach by a punch and finally loosened his grip on her hand and took two steps back.

"Clang..." The sword fell to the ground.

Jingzhi opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say at this moment.

"Xiao Hai, let's go and leave this sad place."

Xiao Hai looked at his senior brother and Jingzhi who was standing still, then turned around and asked:

"Master, is it physical injury... or heartache?"

"Don't leave yet!"

Lin Jiu resolutely turned around and left the yard.

Xiao Hai hurried to catch up.

Thunder rumbled, and the rain came at a really bad time.

Although he was bad, he didn't bring an umbrella.

Jingzhi picked up the umbrella by the wall and followed him out.

"Squeak..."

The door opened a crack, and a cat's head popped out and looked around.

Under the eaves, Lin Jiu was sitting next to the flower bed, lighting a cigarette, while Xiao Hai was leaning against the right wall with his hands clenched, wondering what he was thinking.

"You said you were going to leave, so you're just going to walk here?"

Lin Jiu snorted arrogantly and put some tobacco leaves into his pipe.

"No smoking!" she said.

Who is she to him? Why should she care about him?

Lin Jiu lit the cigarette in anger, and just as he put the cigarette holder into his mouth, the pipe was snatched away by a bare hand.

Jingzhi hesitated for a moment, then slapped him lightly.

"Beat you."

If you do bad things, you will be beaten.

Xiao Hai’s eyes were about to pop out of the window.

In his life, no one had ever dared to greet his master in the face.

Lin Jiu also couldn't close his jaw.

He opened his mouth slightly, and felt that the slap seemed to hit his heart, just like the shuttlecock just now.

He suddenly pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, turned his face away, and said coldly:

"Xiao Hai, don't ever become a master in your life, and don't just...bring anyone as your sworn brother."

casual?

He said whatever?

Jingzhi snorted, walked to Xiaohai, and glared at Lin Jiu secretly.

Xiao Hai glanced at her and sighed. It seemed that he, Xiao Hai, had to take action again.

"Master, I think my brother did nothing wrong."

Lin Jiuteng stood up suddenly, walked over, and gave Xiao Hai a wall-bang.

"Are you saying that your senior brother was right to hit me?"

And her.

Xiao Hai swallowed his saliva, withstood his master's close attack, and said with a stiff upper lip:

"Yes, even saints make mistakes, let alone a master. When he makes a mistake, especially a big one, he must be severely punished."

"you!"

"What are you doing?"

Lin Jiu looked at Jingyi, who was leaning against the wall with her back, her hands clenched, her eyes closed, and her cheeks flushed, and asked.

"Well, then what, aren't you going to ask me?"

Why can Xiao Hai be pushed against the wall by him? She also wants...

She felt that she might be beyond help.

I actually think that the naughty Lin Jiu is surprisingly handsome at this moment.

Lin Jiu withdrew his hand, his eyes full of hurt.

He lowered his eyes to hide his emotions, then turned and looked at the heavy rain.

"There's nothing to ask. If I could do it again, I would still stick to my approach."

Jingzhi: "Me too."

What does she mean? Does she still want to beat him?

Could it be that he really did something wrong?

Lin Jiu took a step forward, came to the front of the rain curtain, spread out his hands, and silently said in his heart:

"Oh God, if I really did something wrong, please strike me with thunder!"

After waiting for a few seconds, the only sound in my ears was the sound of rain.

He just said that he didn't -

Boom!

Lightning and thunder echoed throughout the town.

It must be a coincidence, Lin Jiu silently withdrew his hand.

As soon as this thought arose, a bolt of lightning like a silver snake struck his position.

An arm wrapped around his waist, dragging him back a step.

The place where I just stood was charred by lightning.

"Look, it's become so bad that even the Thunder God can't stand it."

Lin Jiu looked back and saw Jingzhi's eyes full of fear.

"you……"

Jingzhi let him go, crossed her arms, and said awkwardly:

"Don't stand like that when it rains next time."

Her fingers were shaking.

Was she afraid, or worried about him, or both?

"Come in," he said.

Jingzhi raised her head in surprise, "You are..."

Lin Jiu coughed lightly, pushed the door open and walked inside.

His low voice was mixed in with the sound of rain.

"I was wrong, don't be angry."

When he reached the corridor, he suddenly turned around. Under the dim light, there was a hint of concern on his slightly red face.

"Don't come in, aren't you afraid?"

Jingzhi took an umbrella and walked in.

"I'm afraid of you..."

"Why are you afraid of me..."

"I'm afraid you'll be struck by lightning."

"Brother Lin... Number 18, remember that."

She was so good to him. Lin Jiu said this to remind her and himself.

Don't be moved anymore.

Think about when she just slapped you in the face...

In the corridor behind him, Jingzhi was kicking the pillar next to him.

He is so annoying, he always brings up things that are not related to the topic.

"Remember this, remember this, don't regret it!"

Lin Jiu looked at her deeply.

"Absolutely not."

He said this to himself in his heart.