Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Lin Zheng woke up late, and by the time he finished his meal, it was dark.

As soon as the meal was finished, Lin Zheng got down to business.

He took the lead in carrying Xiaoyu, who was pinned by him, to the corner of the wall.

I carefully opened his eyes and looked at them, and from time to time I opened his mouth and looked at his teeth.

Jingzhi bent down, supported her knees with both hands, and asked doubtfully:

"Ajiu, what's wrong with him? He seems pretty normal to me."

"Normal?" Lin Jiu gently tapped the fire-shaped mark between Xiaoyu's eyebrows, which had become slightly lighter in color. "I originally thought that as his strength increased, no one would be able to hurt him."

Lin Jiu touched Xiaoyu's bald head with some emotion, "I didn't expect that a corpse like him would actually crave human affection, injuring himself and bleeding for other zombies to drink."

Jingzhi became more and more confused as she listened, "Doesn't that mean he's getting better? It would be great if he had some humanity."

Lin Zheng stood up, walked to the tablet of his ancestor, lit incense, and said:

"A person is a person, and a corpse is a corpse. No matter how humane he is or how intelligent he is, human society will never tolerate him."

Jingzhi couldn't help but frown, "What do you mean? You could tolerate him before, but not now?"

"..."

Lin Zheng felt somewhat helpless. After burning the incense, he walked over, took Jingzhi's tightly clenched fist, and gently pried it open. "Why are you mad at me? It's just... he can't stay here anymore."

"What do you mean?" Jingzhi turned around and surrounded Xiaoyu, "If you don't want him, I'll take him back to live with me."

"Zhizhi..." Lin Zheng frowned and said helplessly:

"Zombies are extremely powerful, especially Xiaoyu, who is even more special. I used his flesh and blood as a lure to cast a spell that could restrain him."

"Now that he has lost blood, the curse on him has become damaged. This is why he is becoming increasingly naughty."

Xiaoyu listened for a while before realizing that even his ninth uncle didn't trust him.

He sniffed and said dejectedly:

"Dad, I've actually thought about this. I'm already very lucky to be able to meet you again."

He raised his eyelids and looked at Jingzhi with tears in his eyes, "Mother, in this life, if father dies, can you burn me with him?"

"I don't want to be...alone anymore."

Jingzhi's grip became stronger and stronger, even to the point that it hurt Lin Jiu's hand.

She wiped away the tears that could not be stopped and hugged the immobile child in her arms. "How to burn it? Burn you alive? I, your mother, am not such a heartless person."

Lin Zheng couldn't help but glance sideways. Was she...accusing him of being heartless?

"Zhizhi, that's not what I meant."

"In this life, I'm devoted to medicine. I'm not very proficient in Taoism, and my magical powers are not high. I don't think it will be possible to cast that spell again."

She asked: "What should I do?"

"Do you really want him to be buried with you?"

Unable to bear looking at their tearful eyes any longer, Lin Zheng put his hands behind his back, looked out the window, and sighed:

"Once there's a flaw in the spell, the effectiveness of suppressing him will only get smaller and smaller."

Xiaoyu hummed weakly, "I can control myself."

Lin Zheng suddenly turned around, as if he hated her for not fighting, and shook his head:

"Your mother doesn't know, don't think I can't see it, have you ever sucked human blood?"

Jingzhi's body stiffened and he lowered his head to look at Xiaoyu in his arms.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoyu's eyes kept lowering as he walked, not daring to meet her eyes.

His behavior actually confirmed Lin Zheng's words.

Jingzhi opened her mouth, unable to argue for him any longer: "Xiaoyu, you... you really drank it?"

"You...hurt someone?!"

Xiaoyu suddenly looked up: "No one was hurt!"

Seeing Lin Zheng's cold gaze, he pursed his lips in grievance, "The corpse will become weak if it doesn't drink blood. I just stole some blood from the blood donation truck."

"Jia Jia wants to take me out to play, but I've been dormant in the mountains for over a hundred years and I really don't have the strength, so..."

"Don't make excuses, just drink it." Lin Zheng interrupted him with a cold face.

"You know, blood is like dp to zombies. They either don't drink it, or they become addicted."

"Have you ever felt like your appetite has increased recently? Two tomatoes aren't enough, and four aren't satisfying enough anymore... Even after you've filled your stomach, you still feel hungry and thirsty, your teeth itching, and you can't stop wanting to chew something?"

"What will you do if the food later can't satisfy your needs?"

Xiaoyu's clever little mouth could no longer utter a word of defence.

Jingzhi's expression also darkened.

She pinched her eyebrows and sighed deeply.

"What should I do now? Is there any way to remedy this?"

Jingzhi turned to Lin Zheng and asked.

Lin Zheng glanced at the bright moon rising slowly outside the window and said:

"Starting tomorrow, he will learn to heal illnesses and save lives with me by chanting the Heart Sutra."

"The Heart Sutra can help you reduce your blood-sucking urges. Saving people without expecting anything in return is the only way to accumulate merit."

He turned around and walked over, patting Xiaoyu on the shoulder. "You have a good heart. If you practice well, there may be a good result."

Having said that, Lin Zheng paused, turned around and instructed Jingzhi:

"It's not easy to quit anything. He needs to control his appetite. He may be hungry all the time during this period. I hope you won't be soft-hearted."

Jingzhi pursed her lips, fell into Lin Zheng's arms, and sobbed:

"I see. If I had known that, I would have been more careful when I took the oil lamp that night."

Lin Zheng patted her back and sighed softly, "I don't blame you. If it weren't for you, he probably wouldn't have regained his sanity and lived this long."

Seeing that she was still blaming herself, Lin Jiu had no choice but to release Xiaoyu's control and winked at him.

Xiaoyu tilted her head, as if she understood something.

So he tugged at Jingzhi's sleeve and said, "Mom, I'm very content. You don't have to blame yourself."

"My only wish is to be with you for the rest of my life. If, at the end, Daddy wants to burn me, I will have no complaints."

As Jingzhi listened, tears began to flow again.

Xiaoyu pinched her little fleshy hand helplessly and looked at Lin Zheng, "I, I really think so. I didn't mean to make her cry."

Lin Zheng patted Jingzhi's back to comfort her. After saying so much, he finally asked the most important question:

"Since Xiaoyu cherishes the time we spend together so much, why don't you move in with me?"

Jingzhi suddenly raised her head, looked at Lin Zheng, then at Xiaoyu, and wiped away a tear. "Xiaoyu's situation is true, right? You are not setting me up, are you?"

The hand behind her back stiffened slightly.

Lin Zheng raised his chin towards Xiaoyu as if nothing had happened. "Why would I lie to you? Ask him if he's been getting hungrier lately."

Xiaoyu looked at Jingzhi who gave him a confirming look, then looked at Lin Zheng who narrowed his eyes slightly, and swallowed with a gulp.

"Yes."

He confirmed that this was indeed the Ninth Uncle in his charity cemetery.

But why is he even more sinister than before?

It seemed like his mouth had become more skillful. He almost couldn't catch what he was saying just now.

"Oh." Jingzhi wiped her tears with her sleeves and nodded without hesitation, "I understand. I'll pack my luggage and move over tomorrow."

Lin Jiuqiang suppressed the corner of his mouth that was about to curl up, supported her arm and walked out, "Don't do it tomorrow, you have to go to work tomorrow morning, let's do it now, we are both free now, I will go over and help you move."

Jingzhi kept looking back at Xiaoyu, "So fast? I want to stay with him for a while longer."

Lin Jiu took the car keys from the counter and pulled her out.

"The zombies will be more energetic as it gets darker. You can come back and play with them later."

"Besides, if he is to return to dust with me in the end, then if you come one day later, you will be together for a moment less. You'd better leave quickly."

"……Too."

The dazed Jingzhi was pulled away.

Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes and reached out to wipe the flour off her eyebrows. The fire-shaped mark on her forehead was still bright red.

He couldn't stop clicking his tongue.

"Silly mother, you haven't changed at all. You are still the gentle silly mother."