Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Jingzhi was a little confused.

In fact, what Zhu Jiu said was right. Humans and ghosts have different paths. There is really no benefit for them to stay with Shao Shao, who is a fierce ghost.

But she couldn't just watch Zhe Gu's descendants being killed for unknown reasons without taking revenge.

So she could only remain silent about what Zhu Ba was doing.

The best she could do was to not tell tales and turn a blind eye.

After Zhu Ba finished drawing the talisman, he stuck a whole circle of talisman paper around his neck, then sat on the bed and silently chanted a spell.

In a few seconds, as if his head had been chopped off, his head neatly split from the edge of the talisman paper, and then shot out towards the door. The yellow talisman around his neck floated in the air like a yellow ribbon.

Jingzhi was about to catch up, but found that Axiang was still standing there.

"Don't you want to go and have a look?" she asked.

Ah Xiang pointed at his uncle, who was sitting on the bed with a strange posture, and said, "You go ahead. I have to look after his body."

"Then I'll go by myself." Jingzhi raised his eyebrows and ran towards the stairs.

Before reaching the third floor, I saw Uncle San's head become wet for some reason, and he flew straight down from the stairs on the third floor.

Judging from the parabola, it must have been kicked down by someone.

Discovered by Second Uncle?

Jingzhi thought to herself that something was wrong, and just as she was about to go downstairs to see how Zhu Ba was doing, she heard Zhu Jiu's deep voice behind her.

"you come up."

"Don't mess with those two. They're so dishonest all the time."

Jingzhi turned her head and looked at the expressionless face. She couldn't help but touch her nose and said, "I, I just watched. I didn't participate."

"There's nothing to see. If you're not sleepy yet, come to my room. I have something for you."

After saying that, Zhu Jiu turned around and went back to his room.

thing? what?

The second day after staying at his house, he was going to send her something?

How can I do that?

Jingzhi raised the corner of her mouth and followed his pace.

Zhu Jiu walked to the desk, opened the drawer, found one of the keys from the bunch of keys, took it out and gave it to her.

"Here, the key to the villa next door. Aunt Huang went over to clean it this morning. You can move in tomorrow."

No, although she thought about it for a moment just now, she didn't want it to come true so soon!

"You're driving me away?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhu Jiu put the bunch of keys back into the drawer, then gently closed the drawer and turned back to say:

"I've thought about it. My brother and nephew are too incompatible. If you live here, I'm really afraid that you will be taught bad habits by them. It's better to move over sooner."

He thought for a moment and added, "Oh, by the way, no matter which of them asks you to borrow money, don't lend it to them!"

"……I see."

Although she knew that she should stay away from him and understood that what he said was right, Jingzhi suddenly felt a strong reluctance in her heart.

It was so hard to see him again, and they had only lived together under the same roof for one day, and they had to separate again.

Jingzhi held the key in her hand, bit her lip, and politely said thank you to Zhu Jiu.

Then he lowered his head and went back to his room to pack his things.

Looking at the inexplicably depressed figure, Zhu Jiu was a little confused.

Didn't she say she wanted to move?

Why are you unhappy again?

Women are really hard to understand.

Jingzhi returned to the room, looked at the key in her hand, and smacked her lips.

There was a piece of white medical tape stuck on it, with [Villa 02] neatly written on it.

By the way, it seemed that all the keys he had just put on the table were covered with this white tape.

If one key represents a villa, then he... might have more than a dozen villas in his hands???

My old swan, her son Ajiu has made great progress in his life and become a landlord!

……

During this period, Zhu Ba, who was not in tune with the situation, failed to practice well. When he was retrieving the flying head technique, his head was actually placed upside down with his body.

There was really no way to recover, so he could only go upstairs and ask Zhu Jiu for help.

Looking at Jingzhi's secretly laughing eyes, Zhu Jiu and Zhu Ba's eyes were gouged out so much that their eyeballs almost fell out.

It's such a sin to have such a brother.

Zhu Jiu immediately slapped him in the face, straightened his head, and angrily scolded them to stop playing tricks, then went back to the room.

……

Before going to bed, Zhu Jiu inexplicably stood in front of the white door for a while, then locked the door carefully.

As soon as he turned around, his mind was again filled with her elusive appearance last night. Zhu Jiu went back to the door and fastened the security chain above the door lock, then he went back to bed with peace of mind.

Twelve o'clock sharp.

I don't know how she managed to open the door again.

He seemed to have guessed that she would come. He should have gone to bed early, but he couldn't sleep for some reason tonight.

He always liked to sleep with the curtains open so that the room wouldn't be too dark.

But now he felt that it was time to draw the curtains.

Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing if she saw that he was pretending to sleep.

She came over.

She squatted down.

She tucked him in again.

Zhu Jiu's face showed no expression, but he sighed deeply in his heart.

What kind of weird thing is this? Is she just into breaking into people's homes in the middle of the night to tuck in their blankets?

Just when he was feeling a little stuffy from the heat, the quilt was pulled back.

She seemed to be hesitating.

Cover it again, and then open it again.

Cover it again and open it again.

Auntie, he is really impressed.

If he continues to play like this, he will either get heatstroke or catch a cold from being fanned.

Suddenly, I heard her sweet hum and her thin little voice.

"Humph, I told you not to bully Zhe Gu, so this is my revenge for her."

Sugarcane girl?

Who? He doesn't know her.

The main thing is that it sounds like a woman's name. He has always kept his distance from women, so how could he bully a woman?

In the end, the quilt fell back on him. As if noticing that his forehead was sweating, Jingzhi folded the thin quilt down with a guilty conscience, loosely covering his navel.

Zhu Jiu's stiff fingers that were gripping the mattress on both sides of his body were almost exposed. His fingertips began to sweat, soaking the gray sheets under his body.

At this moment, he heard her say something in a low voice, as if sighing. Her voice was light and fluttering, like a breeze, and it reached his ears.

"As long as you have money, I don't need to worry about you. Since you are living so well, I will... keep my distance from you in the future."

What does she mean?

Is it playing hard to get?

He admitted that when he gave her the key tonight, he wanted to test her and see if she was vain.

After all, he is not a sucker.

Although this trick is a bit rude to her, it is very effective on most people.

He has used it many times and has driven away many vain men and women who wanted to get close to him.

Zhu Jiu felt inexplicably proud. His judgment was right. This was a good woman.

Suddenly, a fragrant breeze approached and gently touched the center of my eyebrows.

Her tone seemed to be filled with reluctance and a bit of sobbing that she couldn't help but choke.

"Ajiu, after I leave, you must take good care of yourself. I will always be with you not far away."

The warm night breeze gently lifted the gauze beside the window, and the fragrance in the room was diluted bit by bit, leaving only the faint sandalwood scent on his body.

It was as if she had never been here, and the only sound in the room was his breathing.

The remaining warmth between his eyebrows was cooled by the wind. Zhu Jiu pursed his lips, turned sideways, rolled up the quilt, and closed his eyes tightly.

As long as she is a good woman, she should be asked to leave the villa earlier. His behavior tonight was rational and correct.

But why does it feel wrong...

So empty.

He had never felt a room so empty.

But that's how it has been. He has lived alone ever since he could speak, and it has been forty-two years now. Logically, he should have gotten used to this lonely and free life.

Why would he have such thoughts?

……

as predicted.

As he expected, she was someone who didn't like separation.

Maybe last night was a one-sided farewell that she had said to him on purpose.

Zhu Jiu subconsciously ignored the intimacy in her words last night, as well as the "Ajiu" that could easily be misunderstood.

The door of her room was wide open and the quilt was neatly folded, as if no one had ever lived there.

Zhu Jiu came to the first floor and saw the steaming hot breakfast and a familiar note on the table.

Zhu Ba and A Xiang, who were sitting across from each other at the dining table, didn't dare to say anything after Zhu Jiu's lecture last night. They just ate breakfast quietly.

Zhu Jiu ignored them and picked up the note to take a look.

[Uncle, thank you for taking me in. From today on, I will live next door. Don't worry, I will keep it clean and hygienic and will not damage anything in your villa.

I will return the rent to you as soon as I get my salary.

This is my new mobile number ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊, you can contact me directly if you have any questions. ——Lin Liu]

His tone was respectful, even cautious, and he used honorifics.

Besides, why isn't she painting today?

Logically speaking, he should be happy that others respect him so much and are so considerate.

But what was this little bit of melancholy in his heart?

For some reason, he felt that she should be the kind of person who laughed heartily and played pranks occasionally, but when she toasted him, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Zhu Jiu, who had never experienced this kind of feeling before, began to feel a little confused.

"Second Uncle... did you kick her out? I think she's a good person. Is that right for you to do this..."

Ah Xiang glanced at the note in his hand, drank the soy milk in his hand absentmindedly, and asked.

"What is it?" Zhu Jiu put the note into his pocket and glared at him. "Since you know she moved next door, you two should know my intention. Don't go over and harass her, otherwise..."

"I know, I know. I will never harass you!" Before he could finish his harsh words, Ah Xiang immediately put down his cup and raised his hand to swear.

……