Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Lin Jiu took out a handful of red cinnabar from his pocket and smeared it on the piglet's head and back.

In an instant, a gray shadow appeared on the pink pig.

"What should we do next?" Jingzhi asked.

A fierce look flashed in Lin Jiu's eyes, "Help Abao over here, put him mouth to mouth, and guide the soul over."

Talking to the pig is not only a slap in the face of Abao, but also a slap in the face of Lin Jiu.

This was the first time his apprentice had been treated like this, and Lin Jiu was determined to avenge this.

"……it is good."

Seeing that the honest Abao had to return to his sanity in this way, Jingzhi also felt reluctant.

Is this really retribution?

Uncle Baohua had a bad temper all his life in his previous life, but he has become so honest in this life, so he is treated like this.

"Master, wake up, wake up." Xiao Hai saw his senior brother opened his eyes and smiled happily.

"You guys!" As soon as A Bao opened his eyes, he saw Mr. Shi and the other two. Before the angry expression on his face took shape, he tilted his head and rushed over.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm dizzy!" Xiao Hai panicked and quickly hugged the limp A Bao, helping him sit on a chair. "Master, why is he like this?"

Lin Jiu: "He will wake up at dawn tomorrow."

"Since he's okay, let's go first."

The wizard pulled Mr. Shi, who was still retching, and retreated step by step.

"Don't leave yet! Be careful or I'll let the dog bite you!" Jingzhi bared his teeth at him.

After the two bad guys left, Lin Jiu retracted his gaze and came behind Abao.

"While pressing his temple, pinch his philtrum, and then pat the top of his head, he will wake up."

Lin Jiu said as he did it, clapping his hands lightly.

Jingzhi watched Abao walk away and opened his eyes again.

"Hehehe." A Bao tilted his head and felt dizzy again.

"Brother Lin, how could this happen? Will something go wrong?" Jingzhi was a little worried.

"It's okay, Xiao Hai, just keep pressing. His soul has just entered his body. Press for a while longer and he will be fine."

Abao's problem was still minor, but he thought Xiaohong was the one with the real problem.

Seeing Xiao Hai gradually getting the hang of it, he quickly led Xiao Hong's soul to the bed inside the house.

Xiaohong's face was already pale, and now it was even whiter and more transparent.

His originally solid figure was beaten into a state of disarray, unable to even land on the ground. His entire body slowly floated up from the bed.

Lin Jiu exclaimed and quickly formed a seal with his hands to stabilize her soul.

"Master, how is my daughter?" Hearing Lin Jiu's exclamation, the old lady's heart skipped a beat and her heart was in her throat.

She could still hear her daughter's screams as she was chased and beaten around the house by the bad guy.

Lin Jiu's face was solemn, and he couldn't help but sigh, "To be honest, Xiaohong... is only half dead. If we let her go on like this, I'm afraid... her soul will be torn apart."

"Ah?" The old lady covered her aching chest and cried out in pain, "Xiaohong, my poor daughter..."

"Mom..." Xiaohong's voice was as weak as a wisp of wind that could not be grasped. Tears fell, and her eyes were filled with reluctance. "It is my unfilial daughter who cannot take care of you in your old age."

"Hey!" Jingzhi frowned and stepped on Lin Jiu's instep. She lowered her voice and complained:

"Why are you always so blunt? Can't you be more tactful?"

Lin Jiu turned to look at her and said seriously, "I, Lin Jiu, only speak the truth."

"...I have a solution." Jingzhi said, biting her lip.

"Ah? Detective Lin, please tell me quickly." The old lady, with tears in her eyes, groped and grabbed her sleeve tightly, as if she had grabbed the last straw.

"Humans are yang, ghosts are yin. If you give her some yang energy, maybe she'll feel better."

In her previous life, she had been with Lin Jiu and had seen him solve this kind of problems many times, so she had learned a few things.

"I, I can." The old lady wiped her tears and stood up.

"No, although this is also a method, it will shorten your lifespan."

Lin Jiu kicked her foot lightly with a vengeful look.

Of course he also knew this method.

But he understands human nature better. Most parents are willing to give their lives for their children.

He didn't say it just now because he was afraid that the old lady would insist on saving her daughter at the cost of her frail body.

But how could Brother Lin understand all this?

"I'll do it. I'm young." As a civet cat with a lifespan of thousands of years, she is older than anyone else present.

And Xiao Jin said that her flesh, blood and spiritual energy are tonics to these evil things, great tonics.

So, it is perfect for her to do this.

Jingzhi gently pushed the old lady's hand away, pushed back the silver hair that hung in front of her body, and then slowly leaned down towards Xiaohong's pale lips.

Where can you find a bamboo pole with a hole in the middle nowadays? There are girls around her, so she doesn't care about it anymore.

"and many more!"

Lin Jiu stretched out his hand to block the lips of the man and the ghost that were about to touch.

A feeling of cold and hot came from the palm and back of the hand at the same time.

Lin Jiu felt as if he had been electrocuted, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

"Mouth to mouth, I'll suck you dry."

"No." Xiaohong is a novice female ghost. It is too early for her to be sucked dry.

"Yes!" The closeness between a man and a woman with exquisite looks should have been a pleasing sight.

But Lin Jiu just found it extremely annoying.

"No, I know what I'm doing." Jingzhi glared at him. What was this guy doing? Xiaohong was so weak that she could float away with a breath.

Lin Jiu: It is obvious that Sister Lin is selfless. As an older brother, he should be happy for her good character.

But he just couldn't be happy...

At this moment, Lin Jiu suddenly remembered that he had just said that he wanted to find a partner for Jingzhi.

In the future, she will be affectionate with other women like this, and even do something more intimate.

Lin Jiu felt a deep pain in his heart. He turned his face away and said stubbornly:

"If I say I will, I will. Let's put our palms together."

He spoke so confidently that Jingzhi looked at him doubtfully.

"... Never mind, palm to palm, palm to palm."

She took off her shoes, put down her sword, climbed onto the bed, helped Xiaohong up, put her palms together, and began to give her yang energy.

Her fingers were slender and white, and at this moment they were tightly pressed against Xiaohong's palm without a single gap.

Lin Jiu felt that the scene was extremely dazzling. He clenched his fists and walked out quickly.

"I'll go out and set up a formation. Xiao Hai, you watch them. Call me if there's anything unusual."

"Oh."

……

When Lin Jiu came out, he saw Abao sitting on a chair. His face was a little pale, but he looked much more energetic.

"How are you?"

"I'm fine. Is Xiaohong okay?"

Lin Jiu pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, and said while arranging the formation: "What could have happened? Someone insisted on saving her."

Seeing that Lin Jiu's face looked a little strange, A Bao didn't dare to ask any more questions.

He thought that Brother Lin was the only one who was so kind.

"Master, do you need my help?"

Lin Jiu glanced at him and said lightly:

"Come here and sit in this circle. Don't come out unless necessary."

Po looked at the eternal lanterns arranged in a circle on the ground and the Bagua diagram in the middle. He asked:

"I'm fine now, right? Why are you sitting in there?"

Lin Jiu rolled his eyes at him and said, "Do you think bad guys are as heartless as you? Hurry up and get in!"

"Oh oh oh."

……

"Master, Master!" Xiao Hai rushed out from the side room, his face panicked, but his eyes full of excitement. "Master, we're on!"

Lin Jiu's heart skipped a beat, and his brows immediately furrowed into a "川" shape. "...What's right?"

Xiao Hai swallowed his saliva, looked back, and then turned to Lin Jiu's gradually darkening face, and his voice, which had just been a little high, became increasingly quiet:

"Mouths, mouths together, can't be separated."