Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Chapter 375 It’s hard to tell the truth from the false

"Jingzhi, do you regret being with me?"

The ship swayed slightly, and the sea and sky became a line.

The three of them sat on the deck, feeling the salty sea breeze and watching the dim sunset.

Cao Lu was moved and felt that he was not good enough for her.

After coming here, she was always restricted, unable to play properly and had no freedom.

But he didn't want to let go, so he turned his head over, held her face and gently touched her lips, "It's no use regretting it, the ring is already on you."

The local tycoon Zhu Jiu chartered an entire boat, saying that he was afraid his whereabouts would be revealed by strangers. At this time, there were only three people on the huge wooden boat, except for the necessary boatmen and Xigui.

Caolu has become much bolder, and Zhu Jiu is even more so.

After cursing Caolu softly, he turned Jingzhi's face back and rubbed her cheek hard.

Jingzhi covered her face and mouth, looking at Zhu Jiu speechlessly, "Ah Jiu...are you slapping yourself in the face? It's only the third day, and I've been very good and didn't take the initiative to look for you."

Zhu Jiu opened his hand and hugged her directly into his arms, "Who told you to be so well behaved? Aren't you always naughty? Why haven't you been naughty these past few days?"

Halfway through the question, his anger turned into worry, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Were you scared by that Taoist priest?"

Jingzhi nodded and shook her head, "Partly."

"A Zheng is injured and needs to rest."

"The most important thing is that I'm afraid you'll be angry."

Zhu Jiu felt a little upset. Why did he always say something extra about Ah Zheng?

"Humph, if you don't look for me, I'll be even angrier."

Not allowed to look for it, and angry if she didn't, Jingzhi was completely at her wit's end. She pinched Zhu Jiu's chin, which was a little high, and asked sincerely:

"What should I do? Tell me, what can I do to stop being angry?"

Zhu Jiu was angry and raised his chin again, breaking free from her restraints and holding her tightly in his arms, "Think about it yourself."

She could think about it, but holding him like this made her almost unable to breathe!

When she heard the sound of someone moving below deck, her face turned red and she began to struggle.

After finally struggling out of his arms, she saw that Zhu Jiu's face was not very good, and she immediately pointed at the thatched cottage and said:

"I figured it out. Since we have nothing to do anyway, why not ask Ah Zheng to teach us illusion?"

Caolu: "I can do anything, but we have a deal. You can't use magic outside. If you want to learn, you can only go inside the cabin."

Zhu Jiu stared at the two of them for a long time with his sidelong eyes, which made Cao Lu's scalp tingle and Jing Zhi feel uneasy. Only then did he curl up the corners of his mouth childishly and nodded in agreement.

So the three of them moved and came to the huge cabin.

It used to be empty inside, with only a large, thick straw mat.

Now Zhu Jiu has placed a lot of furniture in the wooden boat, and he has decorated it to look classical and elegant.

Next to the comfortable floor-length bed is a set of small off-white sofas. On the large wooden wall behind the sofas are hung his calligraphy and paintings, as well as Caolu's sword.

The blank space above the head of the bed was a large graffiti that Yang Jingzhi had redrawn. It was the same as the one on the lotus lantern, with a cat surrounded by two dogs.

This time, Jingzhi refused to turn the thatched cottage into a puppy.

So next to a little kitten, there were two big wolfhounds with serious faces sitting, and they looked quite symmetrical.

Jingzhi glanced at the painting, covered her face with her hands, and walked towards the small sofa, unable to help but complain:

"Why do you insist on me painting this and hanging it up? Jiu, don't you have many beautiful calligraphy and paintings?"

Zhu Jiu stared at the painting for a while, then nodded in satisfaction. "Don't you think it's beautiful?"

"I don't think so." She muttered softly, "I just drew it casually at the time. That's what I meant. I want you to stay by my side forever."

Zhu Jiu chuckled, took two quick steps, and pulled her to sit on the two-person sofa.

Cao Lu fell one step behind, standing beside the sofa, his brows slightly furrowed.

Jingzhi pointed to the single sofa seat diagonally to her side and said, "Teacher Zheng, don't crowd together. Just sit there and start teaching."

Zhu Jiu put his arm around her shoulders and raised the corner of his mouth towards the thatched cottage, "Brother, you won't be so stingy as to even take a position, right?"

Zhu Jiu leaned back lightly, with an attitude that since he had already sat down, he would not stand up to let him go. This made Cao Lu so angry that his veins jumped.

He laughed in anger: "You are right, I am so stingy."

Before Jingzhi could react, she saw Caolu's five fingers formed into claws, grabbing the armrest of the chair next to her. A flash of light passed by, and he forcibly pulled the two-person seat into a three-person seat.

He clapped his hands, raised his skirt, and sat down upright on Jingzhi's right.

Jingzhi was amazed and secretly reached out to touch the sofa next to Caolu's thigh.

It's the real thing, and it's quite soft and elastic.

How the hell did he do that? This isn't a spring sofa.

Jingzhi immediately raised her hand, looking at Caolu with sparkling eyes, "Teacher Zheng, I want to learn this method of molding furniture with my bare hands!"

Cao Lu smiled calmly, "If you can draw inferences from one instance to another and understand the principles, it's actually very simple."

Zhu Jiu knocked on the table in front of him impatiently, like a rebellious student who was always against his teacher. "Hurry up, the sun is almost setting."

He sat next to her in the thatched cottage. No matter how Zhu Jiu provoked him, he didn't get angry, but just smiled.

Then he raised his hands, made some complicated gestures, and began to explain...

five minutes later.

Zhu Jiu transformed himself into the Great Sage as he wished.

He looked down at himself, then turned his head to glance at the thatched cottage, "It's very simple."

He thought Jingzhi would rush over and hug him immediately, and he was still expecting it, but he didn't expect that the next second Jingzhi would hold his shoulders tightly and shake him.

She uttered a poor student's wail:

"555~ If you learn slowly, you'll be able to do it right away. This way, I'll look like someone just making up the numbers."

"Teacher, I don't understand! Can you explain it in more detail?"

Caolu was helpless.

He was afraid that she wouldn't understand, but what he had just said was a detailed analysis, and it couldn't be more detailed.

Seeing that he looked troubled and didn't speak, Jingzhi slumped back in his seat, muttering with despair:

"Forget it. I've always been like this. If I can't learn, then I won't learn..."

Halfway through her story, she suddenly threw herself into the arms of the Great Sage and asked, "Great Sage, can you lend me your golden cudgel for a bit?"

Zhu Jiu's thoughts were a little divergent. Was she hinting at something?

A golden cudgel tapped her shoulder gently from behind. Jingyi turned her head and saw another Great Sage.

At this moment, she seemed to have arrived at the scene to distinguish the real and fake Monkey King.

Jingzhi bit her nails and looked left and right. "You, who among you is the Six-Eared Macaque?"

Zhu Jiu raised his chin in a defiant manner, "Whoever changes later is the one."

He had a hint of meaning, and Caolu was not willing to be outdone.

He snorted coldly and sat down, stuffing the golden cudgel into Jingzhi's arms. "If we have to rank them, didn't I transform first in the car? You are the fake one."

Jingzhi was playing with the golden cudgel, with a smile on his face.

It doesn’t matter if she can’t learn, she has two monkey brothers, she’ll be so happy!

Halfway through the game, an exquisite golden cudgel was stuffed into his hand. Like the monkey, it was difficult to tell whether the golden cudgel was real or fake.

Jingzhi felt like playing, so he threw the stick back, said, "Just two Gs," and touched the heads of the two monkeys.

"You monkey, how presumptuous!"

The two monkeys on the left and right almost simultaneously picked up the water on the table and splashed it at each other.

Jingzhi was caught in the middle and stopped most of it.

She wiped the cold water off her face, looked at the two people who had transformed back, and pouted, "Change again, we're only playing for a short while."

Zhu Jiu held her hand with a dangerous look in his eyes. "Jingjing, what did you mean by that sentence just now? Do you want to find a third one?"

Caolu didn't say anything, but almost broke her other hand.

She stammered and replied:

"Play that again?"

Zhu Jiu pinched her chin and shook his head slowly, "Don't play dumb."

She suddenly had an idea. Could it be?

“Just…”

Before he could finish, Cao Lu touched his lips.

"Don't say anything inappropriate."

Jingzhi blinked innocently: "I was just joking, I was talking about the golden hoop!"

Zhu Jiu was the first to let her go, coughed lightly, and leaned against the armrest awkwardly, "I'm also talking about the golden hoop stick."

Cao Lu's face flushed red, he turned away and hummed softly: