Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Jingzhi slept very restlessly. Her two thin eyebrows were tightly twisted together, like an unsolvable knot. Beads of sweat gradually appeared on her forehead, and her eyeballs were moving restlessly under her eyelids.

In her dream, Lin Feng, Xiaojiu, two cute kittens and Erdi appeared in front of her one after another like a revolving lantern.

However, this dream was not full of warmth and joy, but was filled with a strange and depressing atmosphere.

Endless darkness enveloped everything. Suddenly, two unfamiliar faces emerged from the darkness.

Although the two faces seemed a little blurry, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

When she tried to look intently, she found that the two men had gloomy faces and no expression. Only their eyes emitted a gloomy light, like two cold arrows shooting straight at her.

As if they had noticed her gaze, the two faces approached her at an alarming speed.

But at this moment, she seemed to be under a spell of immobilization, her hands and feet were completely unable to move, and she could only watch the two terrifying faces getting closer and closer.

Could this be the legendary nightmare?

At this moment, her mind suddenly echoed with what Lin Feng had said to her before:

"If you have a nightmare, just try moving your fingers or toes to wake up from it."

Thinking of this, she immediately focused all her attention on her numb feet, trying her best to move her toes.

Just as the two ferocious faces were about to approach her, her toes finally trembled slightly.

Just as she was feeling a surge of joy in her heart, a cold sword shadow suddenly passed by the corner of her eyes. The icy sword energy made her tremble all over, and cold sweat instantly soaked her back.

At this moment, she felt death was so close to her.

Just when she was filled with despair and thought her life was in danger, a few low, suppressed coughs suddenly came from the void...

As if the pause button was pressed, the straight sword shadow and the two faces suddenly stopped in front of her, then continued to twist and shrink, and suddenly all went dark.

Jingzhi's legs seemed to be driven by a powerful force and kicked hard.

With this explosive force, her body involuntarily rushed forward——

"Creaky." The bed board seemed to be unable to bear the weight and made a sound.

"Ho...ho..."

Jingzhi suddenly turned over and sat up, her eyes wide open, gasping for breath, as if she had just experienced a life-and-death struggle.

The first sense to regain consciousness was touch. She could clearly feel that the sweat on her back had completely soaked her clothes. The cold feeling came through the fabric, making her shiver uncontrollably.

Jingzhi used her trembling right hand to tightly cover her wildly beating heart, trying to calm it down.

Her pupils were still extremely contracted, and it was obvious that she had not yet completely recovered from the terrible nightmare she had just had.

Out of instinct, she subconsciously turned her head quickly and looked eagerly at Erdi beside her.

I saw that he was still lying quietly on the bed with his back to her.

However, the quilt that was originally covering him had slipped to the ground at some point, and one of his hands was placed obediently on the side of his leg.

Perhaps because of coughing, his body trembled slightly from time to time.

Jingzhi took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.

The huge rock hanging in my heart finally fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he is still here.

Looking at Erdi's sleeping figure, Jingzhi's mind suddenly emerged with the words he said before going to bed.

The word "I don't like it" was like a sharp sword, easily piercing the softest corner of her heart.

Unconsciously, tears welled up in her eyes silently, and her eyes were filled with unspeakable pain.

However, despite her heartache, she couldn't bear to see him fall asleep like this.

She moved very quietly so as not to make any sound and got out of bed.

As soon as she landed, she felt dizzy and shook her body unconsciously twice, feeling very top-heavy.

She quickly supported herself on the bed with one hand and managed to steady herself, but a feeling of nausea rushed to her throat.

She swallowed to suppress the churning stomach acid, then walked lightly to the other side of his bed, picked up the quilt that had fallen to the ground, dusted it gently, and then covered him with it.

Looking at his pale sleeping face and his slightly cracked, bloodless lips, Jingzhi couldn't help but feel an indescribable feeling of pity in her heart.

But at this moment, she no longer dared to touch him easily.

He just stood quietly by the bed and stared for a long time.

Finally, she raised her cold little hand and placed it on the wooden board with a red "Di" character engraved on it at the head of his bed, stroking it gently.

After an unknown amount of time, as if she had made up her mind, she took one last, deep look at him sleeping on the bed, and then she walked towards the class owner's bed with unsteady steps.

When she got closer, she carefully reached out her hand and gently shook the class owner's shoulders, trying to wake him up.

The two people who appeared in the dream just now were undoubtedly the two guards around Ni Fei.

I still remember the cold and murderous look they gave me and Erdi before they left the restaurant, as if they were staring at two dead people.

She didn't believe for the life of her that they would let them go so easily.

The class owner was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt someone shaking him and opened his eyes in a daze.

However, when he saw a dark figure standing at the head of the bed, he was instantly frightened out of his wits and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

He was about to yell at the top of his lungs: "Jing---!"

Fortunately, Jingzhi reacted quickly, covered his mouth with his hands and eyes, and made shushing gestures at him repeatedly.

Then, she turned around nervously to glance at Erdi, and found that he was still immersed in sleep and had not yet woken up. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she turned around again, lowered her voice, and said to the class owner:

"Come out for a moment, I have something to say."

After saying that, she turned and walked straight towards the kitchen.

The class leader stared at her back in a daze until Erdi coughed a few more times. Then he woke up from his dream, quickly got out of bed, and walked out quietly in his slippers.

As soon as I stepped into the kitchen, the first thing that caught my eye was Jingzhi's wandering figure.

The boss: "Why are you so anxious? What's the matter?"

Hearing the sound, Jingzhi walked over quickly and said with a serious face:

"Boss, I'm afraid we need to leave this place as soon as possible. The two guards Ni Fei brought with him are definitely not good people. If we continue to stay here, I'm afraid we will be killed."

The class owner was stunned, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets:

"No, no way! It's normal for people in the martial arts world to spar with each other. It shouldn't be like this, right?"

However, facing the class leader's questioning, Jingzhi just shook his head slowly, his expression becoming increasingly serious:

"Their eyes are not right. I estimate that it won't be long before they attack us. Otherwise... let's leave tonight."

After hearing this, the class owner was completely stunned. His jaw seemed to have lost its support and could not close for a long time.

"Huh? Is it that urgent?"

Jingzhi nodded:

"Judging from their attire and domineering demeanor, they're clearly powerful figures. Our troupe might be nothing more than ants in their eyes...

So, you go wake up the others, and I'll go pack. Oh, and leave quietly through the back door, and don't light any torches or lanterns! The show's over here anyway, so it doesn't matter whether you leave early or late."

The class leader thought about it and felt that what she said made some sense, so he nodded and went out to wake up the others.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard Jingzhi's instructions from behind:

"Be gentle, he's not awake yet."

Under the moonlight, the class leader clearly saw the worry on her face. He suddenly remembered the conversation between Jingzhi and Erdi that he overheard before going to bed.

He couldn't help but sigh, wishing he could drag Erdi out of the bed outside to wake him up, but suddenly he saw Jingzhi waving at him and urging him. He sighed heavily, shook his head, and walked out lightly.

Soon, the entire troupe started moving, some moving weapons, some collecting costumes, everyone was busy as hell, but they were all very conscious and slow in their movements. Those who had packed up were the first to leave through the back door, led by Aunt Zhou.

In less than half an hour, only Jingzhi, Erdi, and the boss were left here.

Jingzhi looked at the empty inner room with only a few chairs left and nodded to the host:

"Go ahead and pack the boats and count the people. I'll bring Erdi along later. We'll meet at the dock."

The owner looked worried:

"...Okay, then you better be careful."

He hesitated twice, turned his head to look at Erdi who was coughing again and said:

"He...he just—"

"do not talk."

Jingzhi raised her hand to stop him, then waved back: "Let's go."

Looking at her pale face, the boss couldn't let his mind go, but there was still a large group of people waiting for him. He gritted his teeth, patted her shoulders lightly twice, and quickly left through the back door.

After everyone had gone far away, Jingzhi staggered a few steps anxiously, lay down at the back door, and vomited.

But because I didn't eat anything at night, I only vomited out a few mouthfuls of wine and sour water.

At this moment, several wailing sounds suddenly came from the side entrance.