Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Lin Jiushou quickly put the soul-calming bell into the cloth bag he was carrying, and with his right hand he carefully straightened the jar that he had just held horizontally in his arms.

At this moment, his keen ears caught a familiar sound coming from far away - it was the sound of his two apprentices fighting as they gradually approached.

Lin Jiu subconsciously turned around and saw Wencai with a smug look on his face. He didn't know what he said to Qiu Sheng, which made Qiu Sheng jump up suddenly and hit him hard on the head with his right hand:

"How dare you tease me, your senior brother, you little brat? I'll teach you a lesson!"

Under the bright moonlight, Wencai's mushroom head, which was in good condition, was hit and even had a circle of subtle ripples.

He covered his head, his old face instantly wrinkled into a bitter gourd, and his mouth opened and closed, obviously wanting to say something back.

At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of his master standing three meters away with his hands behind his back, staring at them coldly.

"Master, Master." Wencai's voice was as soft as a mosquito's. His body shrank involuntarily and he moved over slowly.

On the other side, Qiu Sheng reacted immediately after hearing Wencai's call. He laughed dryly twice, jumped over the fallen tree trunk on the side of the road nimbly, and walked quickly to Lin Jiu in two steps.

As soon as he took a look at the zombies on the ground, he exclaimed, and exaggeratedly gave Lin Jiu two thumbs up:

"Master, it's you! Wencai and I have been chasing you for a long time but couldn't catch up with you. I didn't expect you to solve it so quickly!"

Lin Jiu snorted coldly, said nothing, and just stuffed the jar into his hand.

He has always been a cautious person. In order to prevent the zombie from reincarnating again and harming his fellow villagers, he decided to cremate it on the spot.

Just do it.

He took out a yellow talisman from his cloth pocket and shook it gently, and the talisman instantly ignited.

The moment it caught fire, he quickly threw it at the zombie on the ground.

The moisture on the corpse had almost dried up over the years.

His throwing was like dry firewood meeting a raging fire. The corpse burst into flames with a bang and soon was burnt black.

The smell of burning rotten meat was unpleasant. Qiu Sheng pinched his nose with one hand and tucked the jar under his arm with the other, looking at Lin Jiu with a playful face:

"Master, what's in this jar? You're so quick, have you caught another ghost?"

Lin Jiu glanced at him, put his hands behind his back, turned around and left.

Before leaving, he gritted his teeth and angrily shouted:

“…I don’t know what that means.”

Walking to Wencai's side and seeing his dazed look, Lin Jiu closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

He thought to himself that neither of his two apprentices was a good person. They only knew how to make him angry every day.

Thinking of this, he snorted again, and walked faster towards the charity cemetery.

As soon as the master left, the forest under the moonlight seemed to become even more gloomy, and the protruding tree trunks looked like ghost hands.

The night breeze was blowing gently. Wencai looked around and shuddered. He grabbed the hem of his clothes and rubbed against Qiu Sheng, pressing against his back.

"Master, Senior Brother, let's go back quickly."

Qiu Sheng turned around and put his elbow around his neck, curling his lips:

"What? Are you scared now?"

Wencai was honest. He raised his head slightly to look at his senior brother's handsome face and gave a wry smile:

"Whether you're afraid or not, we have to go back. I think the master seems angry."

As he spoke, he pointed to a figure in the distance that was almost covered by thick fog and had completely disappeared.

"...Tsk, go back."

Qiu Sheng let him go, gently tossed the jar in his hand up and down twice, muttering to himself:

"I don't know what kind of ghost Master caught this time. Did you see it just now?"

"...No, you hit me so hard that I saw stars, how could I see anything?"

As he said this, Wencai rubbed his head which was still in great pain.

The two of them bickered along the way, and fearing that their master would get really angry and punish them, they gradually quickened their pace.

Just as the master's back appeared in the thick fog again, the two men's eyes lit up and they ran over quickly.

As soon as I got near Lin Jiu, I saw him staring at a tree with a frown on his face.

Qiu Sheng leaned forward and asked with a puzzled look:

"Master, what are you looking at? I saw you standing here from a distance."

Lin Jiu rolled his eyes, pried open his head, bent down, stretched out his index finger to pick up the drop of blood that had not yet completely solidified on the tree trunk and took a closer look.

The blood was dark red, and strangely, there were tiny specks of light lingering in it. He couldn't help but put his finger close to it and smell it.

...How strange.

Isn't blood always fishy and full of the smell of rust?

Why does this drop of blood taste sweet?

For a moment, Lin Jiu felt that the idea he had was a bit absurd.

If you can’t figure it out, just stop thinking about it.

He twisted his fingers to wipe away the blood, stood up, turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, Qiu Sheng frowned and leaned close to his profile, constantly examining him, muttering:

"Master, there is a small mole at the corner of your right eye. How come I didn't notice it before?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wencai supported his back, took a closer look, and whispered:

"Yes, that's right."

Lin Jiu glanced at them and said calmly:

"Qiu Sheng, give the jar to Wen Cai. The zombies are gone. You should go back to your aunt."

He turned to look at Wencai, opened his mouth, sighed, but said nothing in the end. He sighed, turned around and left.

Wencai took the jar, scratched his face, and said a little aggrievedly:

"Brother, what does he mean by this?"

Qiu Sheng raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?" He smiled evilly, and another head bounced onto his forehead, then turned and ran away.

"Hahaha, I'm going back first!"

"That's... too much! I'll go back and tell Master!"

……