Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

"Om~Om~"

Just as the two of them were filling their stomachs with junk food, Lin Zheng's phone finally rang.

He quickly put down his half-eaten burger and answered the phone.

Maybe they were following too closely, so Azhi didn't even dare to speak too loudly to them.

A faint breath was buzzing in his ears.

The crisp sound of the lady on the left chewing on fried chicken is louder than her daughter's voice.

Lin Zheng silently turned his head to look at Jingzhi, pointed at the microphone, raised his index finger, and hushed her.

Jingyi held a piece of crispy chicken fillet in her mouth.

Neither chewing nor spitting is right.

"Press speakerphone," she suggested.

It doesn't seem to work either.

Since the woman in front of me has been seeing ghosts for three years, her heart should be able to withstand it, right?

However, he hoped that Azhi would not reveal any information about zombies to avoid causing panic.

Lin Zheng thought so and turned on the hands-free function.

"Tell me, where is the address?"

The endless stream of cars at night honked their horns, big and small.

Even if Ah Zhi's soft breathing was amplified, it was still difficult to hear clearly.

The front window, which had just been opened because of fear of food smell in the car, was raised little by little by Jingyi.

The moment the window was closed, the noise outside suddenly became quieter.

Azhi's voice suddenly cut off.

On the other end of the phone, Xia Youren seemed to feel that Azhi wasn't speaking clearly enough, so he took the phone.

"Uncle, Rongcheng Museum."

Jingzhi had just entered the word "Rongcheng" in the navigation when she heard Xia Youren speak again.

"About 50 meters to the right of the museum, there's a little cafe. Go into the alley to the right of the cafe, go straight for meters, and count to the second telephone pole. Then you'll see a narrow staircase leading down on your right."

"After going down the stairs, turn right and walk straight for 10 meters. You will see two doors. The iron door on the right is it."

Jingzhi's mouth twitched for a long time before she followed his lead and lowered her voice to ask:

"Why don't you check if there's a house number? I'll navigate there."

There was silence for a long moment before a dry laugh broke out, "No. 65, Rongcheng West Road."

Tsk, I just made a fool of myself.

Wouldn’t it be better if you had said this earlier?

Lin Zheng closed his eyes, feeling powerless as if he couldn't even reach into the phone with his hand.

"Don't act rashly, I'll be there soon."

After Lin Zheng whispered his instructions, he didn't want to say another word to Xia Youren and hung up the phone.

Lin Zheng's little mood was all reflected when he "threw" his mobile phone into the cloth bag.

Jingzhi glanced slightly to the right and then looked away.

This was someone else's family dispute, and it was not appropriate for her, a stranger she had just met, to intervene.

She sat up straight, set her destination, and chewed and swallowed the crispy chicken in her mouth that had been softened by her saliva.

She set it up carefully, but Lin Zheng felt a little uncomfortable.

The noise of cars outside became quieter, and the interior of the car became even quieter.

He could even clearly hear the sound of her gulping down milk after she finished her food.

As the car body shook, the perfume in the car hanging under the rearview mirror in front of his head shook twice.

A faint fragrance spread out, gradually overwhelming the smell of food and entering his nostrils.

This scent is very familiar.

Lin Zheng even thought he was back in his shop.

He glanced at the car perfume bottle out of the corner of his eye without leaving any trace.

The bottle was very delicate, in the shape of an upside-down lily of the valley flower, light white in color, with the plant fibers on the petals portrayed with exquisite lifelike precision.

The petals are slightly open, and the few pale yellow flower cores hanging down are fragrance ropes made of special materials.

She... doesn't seem to be buying the pendant on her backpack randomly, as she said...

Lin Zheng suddenly understood.

She likes the same tweed as he does.

But it's just a little hobby.

He wouldn't say it out loud, after all, they weren't familiar with each other yet.

……//……

He slowly leaned back, resting his entire back on the chair, supporting his forehead with one hand, silently thinking about the source of the fat boy's injury.

Bitten by a crazy kid.

Lin Zheng didn't believe a single word of this excuse.

Because the aged glutinous rice had reacted to the wound on his arm.

Glutinous rice is yang.

He often took out the aged glutinous rice and exposed it to the sun, which increased its yang energy dramatically.

There is a saying in ancient books: "Yin and Yang counteract each other."

This means that there must be Yin energy hidden in the fat man's wound.

The wounds turned black and stiff, and the victim felt no pain at all—which was exactly what was recorded in his family's ancient books.

He was 90% sure that the fat boy was probably bitten by a zombie.

Lin Zheng rubbed his forehead lightly.

After sorting out his thoughts, he took out a piece of talisman paper from his bag and handed it to Jingzhi.

"Just in case, Miss Lin, please keep it."

Jingzhi nodded, her tone gentle and a little grateful: "I'm sorry for worrying you. Put it in my bag."

"No." Lin Zheng's face was serious. "I think you'd better carry this talisman with you."

//

During the rush hour after get off work, I happened to encounter traffic police checking my car.

Jingzhi didn't take the talisman paper.

She didn't dare take her hands off the steering wheel. She looked straight ahead and checked the road conditions from time to time, looking like a good driver who obeyed traffic rules.

She took the time to tell Lin Zheng:

"Put it in my pocket. They're checking the car outside."

"……Oh."

Lin Zheng looked left and right, and found that a folded talisman paper had several creases on it.

He still didn't dare to reach out his hand.

"Ms. Lin..."

He hesitated a little and even pulled his hand back a little.

Jingzhi finally passed the inspection area. She breathed a sigh of relief and paid a little attention to him. "What's wrong?"

"...Just keep it close to you."

"..."

Jingzhi was a little confused.

The man next to me was blushing for some reason.

She steadied the steering wheel with her left hand and extended her right hand toward him, "Here."

Lin Zheng carefully placed the talisman paper in her hand as if he had dropped a hot potato, and then quickly withdrew his hand.

During this time, the skin of the two people's hands did not touch at all.

Just when Jingzhi was sighing that he was quite gentlemanly, he retracted his right hand and inertia moved it to his side, constantly hooking and pulling at the so-called "pocket".

Lin Zheng straightened his neck and looked silently to the right out the window.

I silently complained in my heart, is her pocket the emperor's new clothes?

Jingzhi searched for a long time before realizing that there was no pocket on the side.

His right hand, which had nowhere to go, instinctively stretched to his left chest.

nor.

Tsk, I forgot!

I'm not wearing a white coat today, so these places must have pockets.

While waiting for the traffic light, Jingzhi lowered his head to look for it.

Finally, I only found a close-fitting pocket on the right back of the hip.

She was wearing a dark denim skirt and a short-sleeved white T-shirt today.

She asked him why he suddenly became quiet just now!

Jingzhi stuffed the talisman paper into his pocket somewhat awkwardly and gave a few dry laughs to Lin Zheng, whose ears were red.

It's really terrible.

Uncle, don’t you think she is teasing him in disguise?

Lin Zheng was even more at a loss because of her laughter.

He shifted his butt, cleared his throat, and rummaged through his cloth pockets from time to time, making three hundred fake movements in a minute to cover up his embarrassment.

Fortunately, this place is not too far from the place Xia Youren mentioned.

five minutes later.

As soon as the car stopped, Lin Zheng immediately packed up his things and got out.

The moment he got off the car, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Without making eye contact with her, he said, "It's getting late. Thank you very much for today. You can go back first.

Before he finished speaking, he ran towards the alley that Xia Youren had just mentioned without stopping.

Jingzhi half-opened the car window and looked at his hurried back, and a flash of inspiration came to her mind.

It seemed like she had forgotten something.

Oh, right!

She hasn't paid for his medical treatment yet!

Jingzhi took out his wallet and counted a few bills.

After thinking carefully for a few seconds, he pulled out a few more.

For complicated diseases, the medical expenses are always higher.

After parking the car, she followed him into the alley with a handful of money and a cell phone...