Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Shao Shao raised her hands in a daze, and just let the other person hug her tightly and cry loudly.

The hot tears fell like a flood that broke through the dam, and soon soaked her cold neck.

Although she knew clearly that she was dead, her heart, which had long since stopped beating, would no longer have any waves.

But at this moment, when she felt the other person's sorrowful cry, her silent heart seemed to twitch suddenly.

Why did this scene before her feel so familiar to her?

Shao Shao held his hands stiffly, and after hesitating for a moment, he gently patted Jing Zhi's back, which was twitching from crying, and asked softly:

"I... do I know you? You came and cried at my grave?"

After hearing this, Jingzhi slowly loosened her arms that were tightly hugging Shaoshao, raised her head and looked at her with tears in her eyes.

Shao Shao's actions and expressions at this moment were surprisingly not that different from when Zhe Gu comforted her back then!

Thinking of this, Jingzhi's sadness surged more and more. She couldn't suppress her inner emotions anymore, so she tightened her arms around her neck again and continued to cry loudly.

"Woo woo woo, I know you, I know you! You are my only good friend. I would still recognize you even if you turned into ashes!"

She was very familiar with her soul breath.

In the previous life, it was she who carried Zhe Gu's coffin and it was she who sent Zhe Gu into reincarnation.

She originally thought that as a Buddhist nun, Zhe Gu had helped countless infant spirits find their parents and be reborn throughout her life, so she must have accumulated a lot of good karma.

She didn't seek wealth and honor in her next life, but she hoped for a smooth life. How could she die at such a young age?

It also turned into an evil ghost. You know, only when a person suddenly bursts out with extremely strong resentment after death will he turn into an evil ghost.

Her good sister must have been bullied!

Jinghou's teeth clenched loudly. She wiped away her tears with her sleeves, then held Shao Shao's shoulders tightly with both hands. "Tell me, who killed you?"

Shao Shao now has the leisure to tease A Xiang.

"Look, you've been holding back and refusing to help me get revenge, but now there's someone who's willing to help me get revenge."

Ah Xiang's eyes behind his glasses could not help but steal glances at Zhu Jiu's door. He clasped his hands together and pleaded quietly to Shao Shao behind Jing Zhi:

"Hey, Auntie, I said I would help you, I definitely will. Hurry down and get downstairs. If my uncle sees you, you're doomed!"

Jingzhi: "Why do you want to go down?"

Zhe Gu is Lin Jiu's junior sister. No matter what, he shouldn't attack her indiscriminately.

It feels different when someone is protecting you.

Shaoshao hid behind Jing, making faces at Axiang and sticking out his tongue in a domineering manner.

"Lululu, why do you want to go down? There's a smell of incense here. I'm hungry. Why don't you burn some gold ingot candles for me quickly?!"

Ah Xiang was so anxious that he almost scratched the iron sheet like a dog.

"You're still so greedy even after you die. I'm serious. Hurry up and leave, or it will be too late!"

"Knock knock." There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Jingzhi, come here." Zhu Jiu's low voice was so calm that it seemed as if he was just chatting.

Seeing him appear at the door of his room, Jingzhi smiled out of habit and turned around, taking a step towards him.

When she saw what was in his hand, she was so shocked that she stretched out her hand and said, "No~~"

As a yellow light flashed, the few ghosts behind her were directly sucked into the jar in Zhu Jiu's hand.

He quickly closed the lid and pasted two crossed talismans on it.

Jingzhi quickly took two steps forward, looked at the jar in his hand and said, "Second Uncle, she's a good ghost, please let her go."

Just as he stretched out his hand to take it, Zhu Jiu dodged it.

He placed the jar upright in front of the ancestor.

"Humans and ghosts have different paths. Don't touch it, either of you. The two talismans on it are bad luck talismans. Whoever touches this jar will be unlucky for three years."

After Zhu Jiu left, Jingzhi collapsed on the kneeling mat in front of the tribute table.

As a gambler, Axiang is most afraid of bad luck.

When he heard what Zhu Jiu said, he went back to the first floor dejectedly.

Jingzhi stared at the dark brown jar on the table for a long time, and from time to time she turned her head to glance at Zhu Jiu's closed door.

"I'm sorry... I'm useless."

A person may not be capable, but he cannot be bad.

She decided that she would move tonight!

She wanted to unilaterally create a small quarrel with Zhu Jiu!

A few minutes later, Zhu Jiu came out of the room and handed over a new towel soaked in cold water.

"Here, your eyes are swollen from crying. Put some on them. Don't you have to teach students tomorrow? A teacher can't go with swollen eyes."

Jingzhi raised her head, opened her mouth slightly, and stared blankly at Zhu Jiu who was standing beside the tribute table. What should she do?

After two lifetimes, he had long forgotten everything about Zhe Gu.

But he was still very nice to her, so how could she be angry about it?

Seeing that she didn't take it, Zhu Jiu half-knelt down and stuffed the towel into her hand. "No matter if it's a good ghost or a bad ghost, if a ghost gets too close to you, it will cause you to lose your yang energy and shorten your lifespan."

Zhu Jiu didn't know why, but as soon as he met her, his patience increased significantly, and he was even willing to squat here and explain to her.

If it were Axiang, he would have slapped him in the face a long time ago.

Jingzhi pursed her lips, took the towel, folded it into a long square and applied it to her eyes, while slowly explaining to him.

"Uncle, I'm not trying to be against you. She... looks a lot like an old friend of mine. That old friend of mine was kind-hearted and always did good things. I don't think this ghost named Shao Shao would be that bad either."

Zhu Jiu supported her elbow, pulled her up from the kneeling mat, and said to her earnestly:

"You can know a person's face but not his heart. Even if some people look the same, how can you know what they are like inside?"

Ah Xiang suddenly popped his head up from the corner of the second-floor staircase. "She was my elementary school classmate. Although her singing was a bit unpleasant, her mouth was a bit foul, and she was a bit nonsensical, but overall, she was a good person. And she died a very tragic death. Second Uncle, please help her."

When the jar on the table heard this, which didn't sound like a compliment at all, it started shaking with anger. "Hey! If you can't speak, just shut your stinky mouth!"

Zhu Jiu looked at Jingzhi with an expression that said, "Just watch."

He turned to Ah Xiang, who was afraid to go upstairs, and said:

"Any ghost would say they died miserably. Anyway, don't mess with me. After 49 days, when her evil spirit has dissipated, I will naturally send her to reincarnation."

Ah Xiang: "But her sister..."

"Alright!" Zhu Jiu was impatient to talk to him. "If you have time, don't argue with me here. Why don't you go downstairs and call your Third Uncle? If he doesn't come back by dark, is he going to rebel?!"

"……Oh."

……

Nine p.m.

The first and second floors of the villa were brightly lit, while on the third floor only Zhu Jiu's room and the altar outside the room had lights on.

Zhu Jiu was so absorbed in the study of formations that he dived into his room and never came out.

Jingzhi secretly came to Axiang's room on the first floor.

Zhu Ba was afraid of being scolded, so he came back quietly.

At this moment, she was sitting on a chair, supporting her face, watching Zhu Ba and A Xiang discuss ways to save Shao Shao.

"If you ask me, you shouldn't have extended your hand to shake hers. Otherwise, how could she have lost?"

Jingzhi looked at Ah Xiang's right hand, a little confused, "What does his hand have to do with it?"

Uncle Three: "I told you not to get close to women."

Ah Xiang: "Does this count as being close to women?"

Uncle San: "Of course!"

Jingzhi:...Okay, she seems to understand, and her ears are dirty.

Ah Xiang looked at his right hand and suddenly slapped it, "Now that it's like this, what should I do?"

Uncle San stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the moonlight outside the French window, and said leisurely:

"Second brother is watching closely, but I still have a trick up my sleeve!"

"What trick?"

"Flying Head Technique!" Zhu Ba looked back proudly at the two confused people.

"My mother taught me this trick privately. Even your uncle doesn't know it."