Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Because of Caolu's sincerity, the friendly atmosphere lasted throughout the afternoon.

Zhu Jiu even had a friendly exchange with Caolu on the inheritance and development of ancient and modern Taoist techniques.

Jingzhi sat on the edge of the sofa with her head propped up, looking at the two men leaning against each other, studying a yellowed ancient book, her expression becoming softer.

This is so nice, no quarrels or cold wars.

She is already very satisfied that the three of them can get along harmoniously.

However, this satisfaction only lasts until nine o'clock in the evening.

Looking at the thatched cottage standing at Jingzhi's door as a door god, Zhu Jiu's eyelids twitched.

"Brother Caolu, do you really have to do this?"

"You've seen my memories. I really was married to her. Why wouldn't you let me in?"

Cao Lu's face was as cold as steel: "I said, after reincarnation, you are a brand new person. Whether you have any memories or not, you have to start all over again."

"It starts from emotion and ends with etiquette."

"Unless you marry her again in this life, don't even think about doing anything outrageous to her under my nose."

Jingzhi, who was in the room, heard the conversation and opened the door a crack.

A faint fragrance emanated from her body. Cao Lu only caught a glimpse of the thin halter dress that revealed her collarbone, then quickly grabbed the door handle against her lower back and closed the door.

"...Even if you're going to bed, you should at least wear something." He sighed, but his ears turned red.

Jingzhi was stunned behind the door, and slowly lowered his head to look at himself, "A Zheng, I'm wearing it."

The thatched cottage was guarding against thieves. It raised an arm to block Zhu Jiu's way and turned its head to answer:

"Something with sleeves... and a higher collar."

"...I'm hot." Jingzhi said.

Every time I travel through time, it is summer.

Although it is late summer this time, the weather is still incredibly hot.

Except when it was a little chilly late at night, she really didn't want to wrap herself in any more cloth at other times.

Cao Lu's gaze shifted from Zhu Jiu's face to the two apprentices outside the corridor who were in a playful mood and were sliding down the slide in the middle of the night. He pursed his lips and said:

"Now there are not only Jiu and I in the room, but also my two apprentices."

"If it's hot, just turn on that machine called the air conditioner."

Zhu Jiu wanted to say that he was meddling in other people's business, but when he saw the revealing look that flashed across Ma Shangfeng's face on the slide, he immediately agreed.

"I'll go back to sleep." Zhu Jiu finally took a step back.

But his frown did not relax at all. He raised his chin towards Ma Shangfeng who fell into the water and said to the thatched cottage:

"There's something wrong with your tall apprentice's eyes."

Cao Lu recalled the information Xigui had gathered before crossing over, and his expression also darkened.

"I know he has no self-control when it comes to women. I'll be optimistic about him."

Zhu Jiu walked back to the door of the room on the left, and just as he turned the doorknob, he paused, turned back and said:

"We've always been in competition with each other in terms of feelings, even though I don't want to say it..."

"But I hope you are an equally matched opponent, not someone who is soft-hearted and partial to my apprentice, and who wrongs her."

"It's best if nothing happens. Otherwise, even if Lin Feng says so, I won't give you another chance."

Caolu: "...I understand."

"That's best."

……

Zhu Jiu returned to the room.

The first thing to do is to open Lao Wang’s door.

Jingzhi didn't lock the door.

He curled the corners of his mouth, pressed the door handle and slowly pushed it in.

Pushing the door halfway open, the familiar scent of sandalwood wafted in from behind the door.

Zhu Jiu froze immediately.

How did this guy know that this door leads to her room?

After being frozen for two seconds, he peeked inside and saw Jingzhi, who was keen on covering people with quilts, was wrapped tightly in a sheet, with only her head sticking out.

Like a concubine who was to be presented as a tribute to the emperor for his sleeping arrangements.

If you are not from the same family, you will not enter the same door. It turns out that this old man also has this problem, right?

Zhu Jiu was speechless.

I still feel a little guilty.

He slowly closed the door until only a crack was left, and a big hand grabbed the door panel to stop it.

Half of his face peeked out from the crack in the thatched cottage, and he repeated earnestly, "Start with emotion, end with etiquette."

Zhu Jiu moved his mouth and said to him: "Cover yourself with the quilt and come out. I will also keep an eye on you."

"And you." He turned to look at the restless Jingzhi, "Don't be partial."

Jingzhi paused for a moment after taking out one of her hands, then smiled at him:

"You know, the one I love from beginning to end is only the same soul."

Zhu Jiu and Cao Lu were slightly startled, and then fell silent at the same time.

They suddenly felt like they were picking other people's fruits.

She must be talking about Lin Feng.

……

"Go to bed early." Caolu turned his head, looked at her deeply, and walked out of the bedroom.

Zhu Jiu felt a little disappointed. He returned to his room and tossed and turned for a long time, but couldn't fall asleep. He put on his coat and went to the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a thatched cottage with people leaning on the railings and gazing at the starry sky.

"You can't sleep either?"

The thatched cottage turned its face towards him, its eyes hidden in the darkness, its emotions unclear.

The drooping corners of his mouth revealed his unhappy mood. "Ajiu, I don't have much time left in this world. I will eventually go back."

"Actually, you don't have to confront me like this. The one who will accompany her through the rest of her journey must be you."

Zhu Jiu was stunned, feeling that there was something else behind his words.

Cao Lu pinched a strand of hair that was blown by the wind between his fingers, looked at the black and white hair between his fingers and smiled self-deprecatingly:

"I am old, but she is kind enough not to despise me."

"I will definitely die before you, not to mention her."

"Death was so close to me, yet I selfishly agreed to such a ridiculous... trip of three."

"It's just... I can't bear to see her cry, and I'm also afraid that she will be left with no one to rely on in the future."

The night wind was blowing, and the light gauze coat she wore in the thatched cottage made a slight sound.

But it couldn't cover up the sudden sobs that came from behind the crack in the door.

Zhu Jiu, who was distracted by what he heard, turned his head and saw that the door of Jingzhi's room had opened a little.

She stood behind the gap, covering her mouth, while countless tears fell onto the ground along the back of her hand.

"Azheng..."

She cried out in a hoarse voice and choked with sobs.

Cao Lu's fingers trembled, and his half-white hair fluttered in the wind.

As soon as he turned around, a soft body that had already turned slightly cold fell into his arms.

He froze for a moment, and when he touched her slightly cold arm, his brows furrowed slightly. He grasped the gauze jacket with both hands and pulled her closer to him.

Zhu Jiu just watched and did not cause trouble for the thatched cottage this time.

He knew that what the old man had just said was true.

Although they were both with her, they shared the same soul. He knew very well that the old man felt very sad when he saw him and Jingzhi being intimate.

I shared with him an extremely rare Taoist manuscript during the day, and just now I opened my heart to him.

Zhu Jiu couldn't help but admire the old man's broad-mindedness.

"Ajiu..."

She reached out to him with tears in her eyes, "Will you two sleep with me?"

Zhu Jiu's outstretched hand froze in the air.

Cao Lu's entire body turned red as if it was on fire. He tore her apart a little and rejected her awkwardly.

"No, no, it's not time yet."

"No." Jingzhi let him wipe the tears from her face and looked up at him.

"I won't be lazy anymore. I will practice hard."

"All three of us will be fine."

"And you." Her left hand clasped tightly behind Caolu's waist and slowly pulled him towards her. "Whether you come back or not, I will follow you."

Cao Lu was somewhat moved, and he lowered his head and pecked her slightly cold cheek tenderly.

Zhu Jiu finally put his hand on hers.

When he touched her cold palm, he scolded her for not wearing shoes or a coat when she came out, then he dug her out of his arms in the thatched cottage and held her horizontally.

"I told you not to be partial."

He also pecked the right side of my cheek.

She smiled faintly, but Zhu Jiu lowered his head and glared at her softly, "What should I do if you leave?"

Jingzhi gently placed her slightly cool ear against his chest, quietly feeling the transfer of heat, and said with a firm look:

"Come with me, of course."

……

The two of them walked into the bedroom, the thatched cottage stopped at the door, and were a little hesitant.

"Come here." Jingzhi waved at him, "I wasn't joking just now."

"The spiritual energy vortex I created during my training will be beneficial to you."

"Believe me, you won't die young, and I won't allow this to happen again."

The word "again" instantly brought back the memories of two people.

She must have thought of Lin Jiu from that life again.

The shame had faded a little, and Caolu regretted what she had just said outside her door.

He pulled the chair in front of the dressing table and sat down in front of the bed. "I...this distance is fine."

Zhu Jiu glanced at him lightly, took off her shoes, crawled to the side of the bed, leaned on the pillow, and slowly opened her arms to lightly circle her waist.

Cao Lu suddenly stood up with a grunt, clenched his fists again and again, broke through his psychological defenses again and again, and finally sat down lightly on the edge of her bed.

Jingzhi crossed her legs and adjusted the hem of her skirt before turning around and advising, "Come closer, the closer, the better."

"Look at Ah Jiu, he's so cunning, he can't wait to hug me in his arms."

Zhu Jiu, who was just pulling up the bed sheet to protect her from the cold, suddenly choked: "...Your heart is set on the Pacific Ocean."

Jingzhi's eyes were slightly swollen, but she smiled and turned back to pinch his face, "You've become thick-skinned. You'll come up to me without me saying anything more."

Zhu Jiu pinched her rebellious fingers and poked them at her face. "Yours is thick too. You want two at a time. Aren't you afraid that your kitten body can't handle it?"

He leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"Don't forget, I'm still in my prime."

"Brother Caolu has been practicing swordsmanship since he was young, and has entered the Dao through swordsmanship. He is strong and healthy..."

Before he could finish his words, Jingzhi, who had already known about human affairs, understood everything in an instant.

She stared with eyes wide open, grunted for a long time, and suddenly blushed and lowered her head, "I, I didn't think that much."

"I just don't want any of you to leave."

Zhu Jiu chuckled, "I know, but... I'll have to trouble you in the future..."

Jingzhi's face flushed red, she clenched her fists, and pounded Zhu Jiu's thick chest loudly.

Zhu Jiu just smiled, which made Jingzhi angry and embarrassed. He snorted and turned his head towards him.

Caolu shifted his butt uncomfortably and coughed a few times, secretly reminding the couple from their previous life not to say too much.

He has been single for half his life and really can't stand hearing such dirty talk.

Jingzhi threw his entire upper body onto the quilt, broke free, hugged Caolu's waist, and dragged him into the quilt, "Come in, it's not cold."

"Wait, I haven't changed yet."

The blushing person came to the thatched cottage.

His sweetheart was too enthusiastic, and he really couldn't handle it.