Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Jingzhi felt dizzy and dazed, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her forehead that made her want to urinate.

She frowned and opened her eyelids a little.

A pungent smell of medicine that stung the eyes and nose rushed straight into my head.

Lin Ying happened to squat down and wash her hands in the washbasin.

While I was washing, my butt was suddenly kicked.

Not only was he not angry, but his eyes lit up and he turned around, "Are you awake?"

Jingzhi almost suspected that he was taking revenge for personal reasons, was petty and narrow-minded!

"You did it on purpose. I was injured on my forehead, and your medicine almost got on my eyelids!"

The tone was indignant and the voice was weak.

Lin Ying concluded: After turning into a child, he really has no killing power at all.

"You're right, I did it on purpose." He said this deliberately.

"I am very stingy. Anyone who dares to cheat me will have to accept my punishment," he added.

Jingzhi wanted to glare at him, but tears started to flow as soon as she opened her eyes, and her head was aching.

She closed her eyes tightly and pouted.

As soon as her mouth became a little flat, he pinched it into a duck's mouth with two fingers.

Lin Ying said these horrifying words with an expressionless face, "This hand of mine not only applied medicine to you, but also washed your feet."

Jingzhi: "………………!!?…………"

The result of his pretentiousness was that Jing Zhiqi ignored him for three whole days.

She refused to let him treat her injury and even dragged her crib into Xiaowu's room by herself.

During the day she played with some of her senior brothers and sisters, and at night when he was at work, she slept.

For three whole days, the two of them met so many times that they could count on one hand.

Lin Ying's face became darker and darker.

Jingzhi's mood didn't seem to be very good either.

A few of her apprentices had nothing to do, so they hung up signs at the door to tell people's fortunes, and she sat at the door as a mascot.

She has a delicate appearance, but has been in poor health recently, and her face is pale, which makes her look even more fragile.

But she has a sweet mouth.

Whenever someone passed by, she would give a little guidance and most people would come in to have their fortune told and give some money.

This time, the five brothers and sisters treated her like the apple of their eye, calling her "baby" every day, and her ears were covered with calluses from hearing it.

The more they acted like this, the less willing she was to go in.

She was so bored that she took out the little mute's notebook and looked through it. When she got tired of reading, she found something to do to pass the time.

So this afternoon, she insisted on trying to cross her legs with her now short legs.

As a result, after bending his legs for a long time, he not only almost fell off the chair, but also bumped into the crotch of Lin Ying who had suddenly returned home.

Looking at Lin Ying, who was curled up in the corner with her hands covering her hips and legs clamped together, Jingzhi suddenly felt in a good mood.

"I told you to bully me, and now you're getting your comeuppance."

He really couldn't say anything, so he could only stretch out a hand and wave at her.

Jingzhi didn't know what he meant. Seeing his pale face, she hesitated. She supported herself on her knees, bent down slightly, and leaned closer to look at him. "Is it really broken? Am I really that stubborn?"

Lin Ying: I can endure...

"How about... I ask Ten to take a look for you?"

Lin Ying's face turned from white to red.

What are you looking at? His private parts?

Even if it broke, he wouldn't show it to Ten.

"……No."

"Is it really okay?"

"fine."

"That's good." Jingzhi straightened up and put his hands on his hips. "You don't need it anyway, so what difference does it make whether it's good or bad?"

"you!!"

His face turned from red to purple and was gradually turning black.

Jingzhi clenched her hands, suddenly walked over and looked at him quietly.

Then--

With lightning speed, spank his butt hard.

After doing something bad, she turned around and ran away, laughing as she ran, even the hem of her white skirt raised a slight arc of joy:

"Hahaha! Xiaowu! I'm getting revenge!!!"

From inside, Xiao Wu asked hesitantly, "How... did you take revenge?"

"I broke his eggs!"

"What?????"

Lin Ying, who had just stepped into the entrance hall, turned around and walked out again.

Forget it, he was worried about her and took leave to come back.

He thought it would be better for him to return to work after his leave.

There was a noisy sound coming from the room.

Lin Ying walked faster and faster with red ears. Before she reached the door, she saw a van parked not far away in the yard.

It's just a van, and there are so many of them on the streets.

Although he shouldn't have lingered on her gaze for too long, Lin Ying inexplicably looked at her twice more.

It was because there was a foreigner sitting in the driver's seat and the passenger seat.

He had been living here for several days, and this was the first time he had met them.

Lin Ying didn't think about it. There were many rich people here, so what if there were a few foreigners.

As soon as he left, the two foreigners got out of the car, hid outside the bushes, and peeked inside through the living room window.

"My grandmother's suicide note said there was gold here. Is that true?"

The taller one is called David.

He said to his brother Jack: "Of course, but there are so many people in there, how can we find it?"

Jack stroked his chin, chuckled, and pulled out a thick Bible from a hidden drawer in the front of the car. "Many people in Hong Kong believe in Christianity. We can pretend to be here to preach."

David: “Oh~okok!”

……

In just five minutes, the two were kicked out.

The third brother leaned against the door frame and laughed at them, "Brother, are you kidding me? We are believers. You are preaching to the wrong place. Get out of here!"

David returned to the car, getting angrier and angrier, so he pulled out his pistol and planned to shoot them all in a row.

As soon as he raised his gun, Jack pressed it down, rolled up the car windows, and whispered, "Calm down, we're going in to look for gold."

He pulled out a wad of US dollars and smiled wickedly, "I've been watching them for two days, haven't you figured it out? They're really short of money."

David: “So?”

Jack: "So, you feather duster! Grandma said, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Lower their guard. Speak Chinese to me!"

"Also, we do this and that..."

……

Just as the two foreigners were plotting, Jingzhi was forced out by a group of face-pinching monsters.

She looked strangely at the two 'missionaries' who were whispering to each other and refusing to leave, then turned around and climbed onto the chair.

"Brother, what about that kid?" David pulled out a hemp rope. "How about we tie her up and force them to hand over the gold?"

"Are you stupid?" Jack slapped David's shoulder hard. "I told you, they're short of money. They probably don't know there's gold in this house. Why would we do it secretly? Why would we bring back a burden?"

"Oh."

……

Their car was well sealed, so Jingzhi couldn't hear what they were saying, but with her decades of experience as a lip reader and 5.0 vision in both eyes, she could understand the general idea.

The child was sucking on a lollipop, swinging his legs, his dark eyes so cold that ice chips were falling out.

Dare you covet the little mute's treasure?

She thought these two were tired of living.

……

"Xiaozhi, have you calmed down?"

"Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar month, and the moon is full. Can you let me help you channel some of your resentment?"

Jingzhi sat on Lin Ying's right, watching TV. She slowly turned her head and glanced at him, "Are you really okay?"

He was speechless. He had been busy all afternoon and had finally forgotten about the matter. But when she brought it up, some parts of his body began to ache again.

Jingzhi sat up straight, gripping the armrest tightly and leaning forward, "Xiaoying, you're not really bad, are you? Aside from slapping your butt on purpose, falling off the chair really wasn't my intention."

"........."

He straightened his neck and hid his face in the shadow, took a sip of tea and said, "I know you didn't mean it."

Otherwise he would have been angry a long time ago.

Jingzhi groaned and patted the armrest, "Is that the point? The point is the first half of my sentence. Is your thing broken? Even though you don't use it, it can't be broken."

Lin Ying almost choked to death on a sip of tea and a word from her.

He clenched his hands, put them against his lips and coughed violently a few times, his face flushed red, not knowing how to answer.

Not to mention that she was an adult civet cat, even if she was really a child, he didn't want to discuss this issue with her.

Lin Ying picked up the teacup and walked out of the room.

If he can't afford to offend him, he can't afford to hide.

Jingzhi was really worried this time. She jumped off the chair and followed him, muttering to himself, "Is it the chicken or the egg that's broken?" She had no money, and the disease needed treatment as soon as possible.

Lin Ying's eyebrows were twitching, and he walked faster and faster with the teacup in his hand.

Jingzhi trotted all the way, "Xiaoying, don't be silent, it's really bad, or just cut it off, I don't despise you."

"boom!"

She bumped her head into his butt.

He bounced back and almost hit the ground with the back of his head.

Lin Ying reached back and grabbed her collar.

But I heard her chuckle twice, "Xiaoying, your butt is so bouncy."

Today he finally experienced what it felt like to have one's blood boiling, one's face flushed, and one filled with shame and anger.

Lin Ying gritted her teeth, "Nonsense!"

"Girls, be careful when you talk!"

Jingzhi walked around to the front of him and looked at him level for two seconds. After he coughed twice, she reluctantly looked up and changed the subject, "Where are all your disciples?"

"Go to hell."

"what?"

Lin Ying snorted, her ears red as she walked to the kitchen. As she filled the water bowl, she explained, "I told them to practice their courage. They were so scared the last time they saw Juan, how will they perform in the future?"

"Is it really a ghost?" she asked.

Lin Ying said calmly: "If there is fear in your heart, then it is a real ghost."

"Then it's fake." Jingzhi felt relieved.

Although those people were a bit naughty, they were really nice to her.

She walked around the dining table, approached Lin Ying, and raised her right hand. "Let's go and take a look! Although they all have some skills, it's late at night, and the moon is full tonight. If we encounter a real ghost that comes out to absorb the moonlight, we'll be doomed."

That's right.

"you……"

I wanted to ask her to stay and look after the house, but she was so short that she had trouble seeing herself.

So Lin Ying changed the subject and asked, "You really can't become an adult?"

Speaking of this, Jingzhi became angry. She put one hand on her waist and wanted to point at his face with the other hand, but her hand was too tired, so she moved it down and poked him in the stomach. "It's you! I worked hard to contain my resentment, and you attacked my barrier and consumed my spiritual power. I've been saving spiritual power for a long time, and you've overdrawn it! You have to compensate me!"

Lin Ying coughed awkwardly, put down the cup, took a step back, half-knelt down and looked at her straight in the eye. "Promise me first that you won't lie to me again, and I'll help you practice."

Her quick eyes rolled around and she bit her lip, wondering if there was anything else she hadn't told him.

"say."

She pinched the corner of her clothes, lowered her head and whispered softly:

“This house is a**.”

"……what?"

She repeated it again in a low voice, always being deliberately vague when she came to the last two words.

Lin Ying frowned.

"Uncle, she said this house is hers."

Ajuan moved horizontally from the corner of the stairs, following a strand of hair in front of her chest.

Halfway through the journey, Lin Ying stopped her and said, "Don't get close to her. She gets a headache when she touches ghost energy."

"Oh." Ajuan floated back and looked at Jingzhi worriedly, "Is it still not being cured?"

Jingzhi pointed to the door and said, "We have to go out for a while. Xiaojuan, please look after the house."

Lin Ying couldn't help but ruffle her hair. "You, you let a ghost guard the house. You're so smart."

Jingzhi was stunned by his rubbing.

As an adult, she didn't engage in such intimate behavior.

Thinking back to that night, he supported her, using her ankles...

"If you want to go, hurry up, or the bus will stop running."

Jingzhi came to his senses and remembered that Lin Ying was a poor man in his life and had no car.

"……Oh."

……

As they walked to the bus stop, Lin Ying suddenly said, "Since this is your house, was it you who arranged for me to live here?"

She hesitated and said it was all a coincidence.

How could Lin Ying believe it?

Only now did he realize how understanding she was. Although she never spoke a word of truth, everything was revealed in her little expressions.

In the quiet forest path, the wind blew, making the leaves rustle. Jingzhi kicked a small stone every two steps, trying to divert Lin Ying's attention.

He slowed down and stared at the whorl of her hair.

"Xiao Zhi..."

"Why are you helping me? We are not even related."

She paused, covering her hands.

Her little fingers were almost tangled behind her back, and Jingzhi hated him for asking this question only now.

Now is not a good time to confess, she is still young.

"Don't ask, I won't hurt you anyway."

Lin Ying paused for two seconds, then slowly nodded, "Got it. Thank you for the house."

"You're welcome." She felt a little awkward. She didn't want him to thank her.

Seems strange.

"And the air conditioner and sunscreen in the security booth—did you also send someone to install them?"

She took a few quick steps, ran ahead of him, and said with a smile: "I saw the car coming up from the bottom of the mountain. I guess we have to wait another three minutes..."

Jingzhi suddenly fell silent.

Her eyes were wide open, her pupils kept shaking, and she stared at the man who was half-crouching in front of her.

"Do you have any cake? I'm howling at you!"

He pinched one side of her face and rubbed it gently with his fingertips. The faint smile in Lin Ying's eyes was brighter than the bright white moonlight in the sky.

"Xiaozhi, don't you really want to consider becoming friends regardless of age?"

"Snapped!"

She slapped his hand away, "No."

Lin Ying: “Why?”

She clenched her fists and stood under the street light with her head down.

Lin Ying stood up and asked again.

She suddenly let out a cry of annoyance, rushed over, and punched his waist and abdomen with her little fists.

Lin Ying frowned in confusion. Could it be that his temper was triggered by the turmoil of resentment?

He didn't retreat.

Judging from her current soft state, as long as he doesn't hit his vital parts, he won't get a scratch even if he hits her for three days and three nights.

"Xiaoying, you're such an idiot!"

I like you.

But... I can't tell you yet...

Lin Ying: "Don't curse."

Jingzhi: "...just scold."

She was a little depressed and her face was puffed up.

“Drip—Drip—”

The bus stopped steadily in front of the station. Lin Ying put in the coin and got on the bus. He turned around and stretched out his hand to her, "Get on."

His entire body was shrouded in the shadows of the car, with only one slender hand standing out conspicuously under the dim street light.

She moved her fingertips slightly and slowly reached out, hesitant.

The hand moved closer, grabbed her wrist and pulled her up.

In a trance, he had brought her to the first row of the back car and sat her down.

She sat by the window and he sat on the outside.

He hadn't let go of the wrist that was being held.

Jingzhi's heart was pounding, and she could occasionally sense his gaze sweeping over her.

She immediately turned and looked out the window.

After looking at him for a long time, my wrist became hot from his embrace.

Her emotions were cooled by the wind, and her sanity gradually returned.

Jingzhi suddenly turned around, with an expression that was hard to describe, "Xiao, Xiaoying, you are not a pedophile, are you?"