Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Looking at the kind expression on his face, Jingzhi knew that she had gone astray in pretending to be a child.

But after several lifetimes, she was like a worm in his heart.

Knowing that the only way to stay with him was to pretend to be weak, she had no plans to change and would just stay like this for now.

Several worlds have come, and if there are not too many threatening factors, she is actually not in a hurry.

……

Lin Ying called the agent and made an appointment to view the house at two o'clock in the afternoon.

I can only take half a day off for work here.

Jingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, quickly opened the door and trotted out.

There's no way, the space in the security booth is too small.

It was fine in the morning, but the afternoon sunlight was so focused through the large glass windows on three sides that it almost roasted her.

As it happens, this is an old residential complex, and the property management was reluctant to install an air conditioner for him, only allocating a squeaking old fan.

Jingzhi sniffed and clenched her fists. She had made up her mind that she would secretly install an air conditioner here!

"Are you hot? I told you not to come."

After Lin Ying locked the door, she put down the plastic bag, took out a flyer, folded it in half, and half-knelt down to fan her.

Jingzhi stared blankly at the man who was sweating profusely and fanning her, and her eyes couldn't help but get hot.

Afraid that he would notice, she blinked quickly and leaned over to hug his neck, "Thank you, Xiaoying."

He patted her small shoulder lightly and said in a deliberately rough voice, "Why call me Xiaoying? Didn't you say you were five years old? Call me Uncle Ying."

"Never!"

She let him go, made faces at him and stuck out her tongue, then ran to the side of the road to stop a car.

Lin Ying uttered an "ah" and held out his hand. He had no money to call a taxi.

But when I saw her face flushed with heat, I felt a little distressed.

"Xiaoying, come here quickly! I really have money!"

Silly child, won’t this give the taxi driver an opportunity to take advantage of you?

Lin Ying hurried over, moved her butt to the innermost seat, and patted the leather seat next to him, "Get in quickly."

Lin Ying closed her eyes and thought that she would pay him back when she made money in the future.

Afraid that the driver would cheat her out of money because of her young age, Lin Ying deliberately put on a fierce face and said with full confidence, "Go by meter, No. 176, Half Mountain Villa."

The driver turned his head and looked at him for three seconds.

If you live there, you don't need to follow a schedule.

Looks like no tip today.

……

The villa complex is hidden in the green hills, facing the bay, with excellent feng shui.

A gray asphalt road spiraled upwards. Jingzhi slightly opened the window next to him to let the wind in.

Lin Ying looked at the feng shui of this place, and his heart sank even more.

Can he really rent that villa?

"Xiaoying."

"Xiaoying? It's time to get off!"

She knelt in the inner seat and gently pushed the dazed Lin Ying.

This road was just her way home. Before the driver found the house number, she stopped the car as she was familiar with the route.

Lin Ying came back to her senses, nodded, picked up her things, and walked out with her hand.

A large three-story villa of Duangda stood quietly in front of him.

Lin Ying paused and immediately wanted to call the driver back to go down the mountain.

This place is only 599?

You may not be able to get 5999, there must be a trick.

As soon as I turned around, a man in a suit came out to greet me enthusiastically, "Uncle Ying, this is the right place, don't leave."

The moment he saw the child, his eyes flashed, and he covered his mouth and said to Lin Ying: "Your illegitimate daughter?"

"……no."

Jingzhi raised her hand and said, "I am his distant niece. You can call me Xiaozhi."

"Xiaozhi is so good. I'll take your uncle in to see the house."

Jingzhi shrugged and said, "Just look." She walked in familiarly, and when she reached the entrance, she shook off Lin Ying's hand and walked out.

There was a crack in the Bagua mirror framed on the entrance door.

Not only was the barrier broken, but some unclean creature probably also lived inside.

She frowned hard, met Lin Ying's puzzled gaze, and waved at him.

Lin Ying walked out from the entrance, bent down and put his ear close to her.

"There's something in here."

How could Lin Ying, a Taoist priest, not notice it?

He sensed it the moment he entered, but he remained calm.

The agency boss, holding a cigarette, was afraid that this capable man would run away, so he pulled Lin Ying and forced them to walk around the first floor.

"Uncle Ying, this place has three floors, large and small, with a total of 17 rooms, two parking spaces, a small garden, and a swimming pool."

"It's definitely enough for you and your disciples to use, but as for the money, do you think you can..."

He rubbed his fingers together, trying to make a final effort, "A little more?"

Lin Ying frowned and took out six hundred yuan that he had prepared long ago from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Please find me and rent it for a month first."

The agency boss who was smiling apologetically suddenly put away his smile and thought to himself that this Taoist priest was really stingy.

He took the money and walked upstairs. "Well, you guys can look around while I take a pee."

He doesn't want to accompany me for such a small amount of money.

After he left, Jingzhi became happy.

After she finished walking around the first floor, she trotted over, grabbed Lin Ying's sleeve, and pointed upwards with a smile, "Xiaoying, the first floor is clean. The bad guy must be upstairs. I think he's going to get into trouble."

Lin Ying was a little worried and frowned, wanting to go over and take a look. But just as she took a step, her hind legs were tightly hugged by her.

"Xiaoying, some people won't cry until they see the coffin. He doesn't keep his word and still wants to charge you more! Don't save him."

Lin Ying: "No, how do you know the ghost won't swallow him whole?"

"I……"

She was about to argue when she suddenly smelled a foul odor coming from the stairs.

There were hurried footsteps coming from above, and Jingzhi quickly pulled Lin Ying to stand aside.

The real estate agent who had just looked so superior was now covered in feces, giving them a real show of spewing feces:

"Pah...Uncle Ying, you can rent this place long-term. I don't want any money!"

Jingzhi pinched her nose, pointed at the table next to her, and said in a muffled voice: "Put it there."

A few crumpled, smelly banknotes were thrown on the table, and he staggered out of the room and ran down the mountain.

"That's good now. This place is yours." She smiled. How could this not be considered returning the property to its original owner?

Lin Ying looked at the furniture that was well covered with dust covers and shook her head seriously:

"Even if he doesn't charge me, I can't take it for myself. This house has an owner."

Jingzhi felt a little depressed. Wasn’t he the master?

But she couldn't say it clearly.

"So what are you going to do?" she asked.

Lin Ying wiped the dining chair, sat down, and after thinking for a while, made a decision:

"The rooms on the first floor are enough. I'll only take what I need. After I'm done with the things upstairs, I won't be able to go up to the second and third floors anymore. The owner will tell everyone when he comes back."

His disciples are very naughty.

This first floor is enough for them to build.

"Oh, whatever you want..."

When she was still alive, Xiao Xiaojuan lived on the first floor, and the second floor was the study, lounge, guest room, and gym.

Their room is on the third floor.

It’s not like Cheng Ying hasn’t slept with Xiao Xiaojuan downstairs before, so he just treats it as reliving the good times of the past.

……

Jingzhi never expected that Lin Ying would be so distant.

Unless it was necessary, he did not move any of the furniture in the house and moved them all to the warehouse.

The huge floor was filled with some old furniture that he had moved from his bungalow.

His room was very large. Even if he put the old bed inside, there was still a lot of space left outside.

He was fine. He just put the black and white TV and rocking chair there and used the things he bought. He felt quite comfortable.

Jingzhi frowned as he watched.

If you don't enjoy good things, aren't you making things difficult for yourself?

"Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it."

Lin Ying folded up her sleeves slowly and said to Jingzhi:

"Xiaozhi, don't look so sad. Go play in the yard for a while. I'm going to clean up."

She said "oh" reluctantly and walked out slowly.

Halfway through her walk, she came back and asked, "Where are your disciples? Why haven't they come yet?"

"Oh, I asked them to pack up the magic tools and they will be here soon."

Okay, he was just thinking about his broken talismans and rotten swords.

Jingzhi was depressed and walked out with her head down.

Lin Ying didn't understand her little thoughts, so she shook her head and smiled helplessly.