Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Several apprentices had been idle at home for many days. They finally had a chance to go out, and they all ate voraciously, wishing to be the first to run away.

There was only a little milk in front of Jingzhi. Lin Ying was sick and had taken too much medicine, so she had no appetite. The man and the cat were the first to finish their meal.

After A Shi and his younger brothers and sisters finished washing the dishes, he said hello to the two of them and ran out.

As soon as I ran to the door of the villa, I met Lin Ying.

Ah Shi looked back at the entrance door, then at Lin Ying, whose face was calm and breathless, and asked, "Master, where did you come from?"

Weren’t you watching TV in the house just now?

Lin Ying pointed his thumb at the glass door of the living room behind him. He turned around to glance at Jingzhi who was still squatting on the sofa watching Tom and Jerry, and secretly took out a stack of banknotes and handed it to A Shi.

"Don't take Juan to any indecent places."

"Also, when you come back, buy me two fish. They need to be freshly killed. She's not feeling well, so don't cut corners and buy frozen fish."

Ah Shi replied yes.

The third brother raised his hand in a sly manner, "What do you mean by a shady place?"

Lin Ying snorted coldly, put his hands in his pockets, and raised his chin to the others, "Anywhere the Third Brother wants to go, you are not allowed to go."

The third brother choked and shrugged indifferently.

His master only allows the officials to set fires but not the people to light lamps.

They had seen Jingzhi's appearance when she grew up at the dinner table. She was delicate and graceful, with a graceful figure and a fairy-like appearance.

The master has a beautiful woman pursuing him, and he just wants to give a home to other ordinary pretty girls. Why is that not okay?

Lin Ying has known him for so many years, how could she not know what he is thinking.

He rolled his eyes at the third brother and said, "A man should be faithful to his wife. If you want to have a serious girlfriend, I don't object. But if you have more than two girlfriends, don't say you are my disciple Lin Ying when you go out."

The third brother made a duck egg gesture at him and said, "Master, forget about two. I have been single since birth. If I don't find someone soon, I will be lonely like you until I grow old."

"Knock knock knock!"

Everyone looked towards the source of the noise. The kitten was jumping around on the sofa. "Little Yingcai is different from you!"

Why are you saying this in front of everyone?

Lin Ying was somewhat uncomfortable discussing his personal affairs in front of his disciples.

He stiffened his neck and turned his head to look at everyone, "Are you not leaving yet?"

The third brother frowned and scratched his neck, "What's the difference? They're all men."

Jingzhi yelled: "He's so cool!! You're so disgusting."

She said I was cool.

Lin Ying opened his eyes slightly, put his hands in his pockets and coughed lightly, said softly, "I'll go in first," and walked towards the house.

The footsteps were a bit brisk, and the third brother behind him was even more angry, "How am I vulgar? Xiaozhi, come out here and tell me clearly what I am vulgar about?!"

Ah Shi clicked his tongue twice, twisted his shoulders back, and dragged him away forcefully, "Let's go!"

"Beauty is in the eyes of her lover. Why are you arguing with her?"

Jingzhi, who had extremely sharp ears, opened the glass door of the living room with a bang, bared his teeth at the third child, and yelled:

"I'm telling the truth. I don't have a filter for him! He's super cool—"

Halfway through his jump, Lin Ying snatched the furry cat from mid-air and held it in his arms. He cleared his throat, lowered his voice, and pretended to be calm:

"I know. It's windy outside. Don't open the door."

"Wow."

But the soundproof glass door was closed tightly by him, and the third brother's cursing voice suddenly became inaudible.

Jingzhi gently stepped on the soft sofa twice, her eyes fixed on the TV, while glancing at him from the corner of her eyes, she muttered softly:

"You're just super cool, and even cooler when you're older."

……

It’s so hard to bear.

Who doesn’t like to hear good words?

What’s more, Lin Ying is a person who cares a lot about his reputation.

In order to prevent his image from completely collapsing, he opened the door of the floor-to-ceiling cabinet next to the sofa, tore off a mask and put it on, then silently raised the corners of his mouth.

The kitten can really talk.

The atmosphere between the two was extremely harmonious.

Until the long ring of the doorbell rang.

"Ding-ling, ding-ling, ding-ling—"

Even though Lin Ying was poor, he always attached great importance to rules.

When he educates his apprentices, he also teaches them that when knocking on the door, they should knock lightly once, then knock twice, with a slow and steady rhythm. This rhythm leaves enough time for the host to open the door, and is a normal and polite way to knock on the door.

Knocking three times in quick succession means announcing a death.

The same applies to ringing the doorbell, which is generally not pressed for a long time.

Even the most rebellious third child would not be so rude.

Lin Ying immediately thought of the two foreigners who came to rent a house yesterday.

He turned around and said to Jingzhi, "Don't talk for a while."

Jingzhi followed him closely and said in a low voice, "Be careful, they are here to steal things."

"……how do you know?"

The doorbell was still ringing. She climbed up his trouser leg and whispered in his ear:

"I overheard it. Their grandmother used to live around here and said there was a treasure under this house."

Lin Ying was a little surprised. What treasure?

There is a lot of dog shit buried there.

Moreover, when he moved in on the first day, he looked around and found that it was just an ordinary house, a little luxurious and spacious at most.

As soon as Lin Ying's right hand pressed the door handle, she immediately stretched out a claw to separate his arm, and then whispered in his ear:

"When you went to work earlier, I saw them with guns and ropes. It's too dangerous for you to sleep across from them. Come to the third floor. I'm the only cat there anyway."

Lin Ying hesitated.

There's a gun...

No matter how skilled you are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives.

He was not arrogant and nodded at her with a frown.

There are quite a few rooms on the third floor anyway.

Afraid that the two men would become suspicious, Lin Ying still opened the door.

"Ahem, here we come."

He held the cat and moved aside.

"Oh, you're at home." Jack's voice inexplicably revealed a sense of disappointment, as if he didn't want to see Lin Ying at home.

He dragged his suitcase and stuck his head in to look around. "Are the others not here?"

Necessary displays of weakness will make the enemy lose their vigilance.

Lin Ying clenched her fists, pressed her lips to her lips and coughed a few times, as if she couldn't breathe. She brushed her chest and said to him while catching her breath:

"They're out, so it's just me and my cat at home. I haven't been feeling well lately, so if you have any luggage, you'll have to move it yourselves."

David raised his eyebrows at Jack with a half-smile, and walked in dragging a bulging suitcase.

"Excuse me, let's pack our bags first."

Lin Ying lowered her eyes, secretly examining a round bump on the suitcase, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Well, you guys are busy. I'm going to rest now."

He looked at the round protrusion and found it looked like a gun barrel.

Just as Lin Ying was about to go back to his room, Jingzhi gently tugged at his sleeve and meowed towards the stairs.

Ask me to go upstairs?

Lin Ying raised her eyebrows slightly.

The small nostrils move in stillness.

The man and the cat inexplicably reached the same consensus in their thinking.

Lin Ying ignored the two people and walked upstairs.

When he was about to go up to the second floor, Lin Ying didn't even turn his head.

Because he could clearly feel the two people's strange gazes staring at the back of his head, like wolves staring at their prey.

……

One minute later, in the room on the far right of the third floor.

The door is locked.

Lin Ying sat on the sofa in the corner of the room, looking at the increasing number of machines on the carpet, thoughtfully.

"You... have a Qiankun bag?" he asked.

"Ah?" Jingzhi's eyes were confused.

Lin Ying pointed at the things scattered on the ground and said, "There's no Qiankun bag. Where did you get all these things from?"

The kitten suddenly lowered its head and began to stutter. "I, I have a friend who can make a magical instrument similar to the folding space, which is the Qiankun bag you mentioned. It should have the same purpose..."

Jingzhi felt a little guilty, because her boyfriend was also a friend.

She didn't lie.

She spoke more and more quietly, her claws constantly grabbing and grasping, sifting through some electrical appliances that Zhu Jiu had left for her in the space.

Seeing her in such a dilemma, Lin Ying couldn't help but chuckle, "What are you afraid of? I don't want your magic weapon."

Jingzhi raised her head, bit her lip and put the ring back.

That thing was given to Caolu by Zhu Jiu.

Later, when Cao Lu was about to die, he gave it to her.

The complicated emotional situation between her and Lin Ying in this life really cannot withstand the presence of another "rival in love" from their previous life.

Jingzhi took out a movable monitor and placed it on the ground.

She had used this thing before.

Especially when Xiao Xiaojuan went to school, she was soft-hearted, like a puff, and Jingzhi was afraid that she would be bullied.

So I used this monitor, which can climb trees and go into water. It is a must-have baby-watching device for home and travel.

Now it is more than enough to monitor the two foreigners downstairs.

She put away all the other miscellaneous equipment and pushed the monitor towards Lin Ying.

"Xiaoying, you operate it, and I will teach you."

Lin Ying bent down to pick up the thing, looking left and right, "Zhizhi, for a cultivator, you are quite advanced."

Jingzhi's eyes flickered, and he murmured "It's okay", then immediately changed the subject.

"Turn over to the back. There's a small lever between the four suction cups. Yes, the silver one. Flip it towards On."