Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Before the two of them reached the charity cemetery, the jar that Wencai had been holding tightly in his arms suddenly began to sob without any warning!

"Woooooooo..."

This mournful cry seemed even more eerie and terrifying in the dark and silent forest.

Wencai couldn't help but shudder, feeling a chill quickly creeping up his spine.

He subconsciously wanted to throw the jar in his hand away, but in the end he used the last bit of his rationality to suppress the impulse, and a layer of cold sweat began to appear on the palm of his hand that was holding the jar.

He raised his head tremblingly and looked to the left front, only to see his master's tall figure striding forward, as if he was not affected by the crying at all.

Seeing his master so calm, Wencai's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, finally settled down a little.

However, the spirit in the jar did not seem to stop crying because of Wencai's fear. Instead, it cried even more miserably, and muttered something in a low voice from time to time.

Since the sound came from the jar, it sounded very dull and vague. Driven by strong curiosity, Wencai put his ear close to it.

After listening for a while, he suddenly ran a few steps, walked up to Lin Jiu, and stammered:

"Master...Master, she's crying so miserably! And I seem to hear her calling out 'Second Brother' all the time, and sometimes even 'Stinky Brother'. Do you think she might have lost her brother?"

Lin Jiu, who had been walking forward with big strides and looking straight ahead, was startled when he heard Wencai mention the term "second brother". His originally resolute and calm face was slightly frowned and his brows were unconsciously wrinkled.

These two words...somehow sound familiar.

"Mountain ghosts and goblins are the most deceptive. Don't be too sympathetic, or you won't even know how you died."

As Wencai moved closer, he also listened.

The crying was indeed heartbreaking, but it made Lin Jiu even more alert. After all, his two disciples didn't see it, but he saw it clearly.

The thing collected in the jar was clearly the seven-tailed cat demon.

Cat demons and fox demons are good at charming people's minds.

However, she is already a seven-tailed beast, so her strength should be quite good. Why was she taken in by him so easily?

Lin Jiu couldn't help but feel confused.

Jingzhi in the altar choked for a moment after hearing what he just said, and then cried even louder.

In an instant, the soft whimpering turned into a loud wailing of "Ah Ah Ah". Wencai, who was standing nearby, felt his head buzzing so much that he could not help but quickly raise the jar at arm's length.

The moment he stepped into the gate of the charity cemetery, Lin Jiu turned his head to look at Wencai. Seeing his actions, he couldn't help but sigh again and said in a deep voice:

"Be careful not to break it. Put it behind the Grandmaster and I'll deal with it when I'm done."

Wencai said "oh" twice. He always listened to his master, so he walked quickly into the yard and went straight to the statue of the ancestor in the main hall.

After putting the jar away, he was about to leave when he heard the thing in the jar crying sadly. He felt a little reluctant, so he turned around with a frown and lit a stick of incense for it.

"Brother, eat now. Don't cry after you finish eating."

Just as I was about to go back to sleep, I saw Lin Jiu walking in wearing a white shirt.

"Master, it's done. I'm going back to sleep."

Lin Jiu put his hands behind his back and hummed softly. When his eyes fell on the burning incense, he couldn't help but think to himself:

He is a little silly, but at least he has a kind heart.

His expression softened slightly, and he turned back to the man who was about to leave the door and said:

"Get up early tomorrow and go out with me."

Hearing the sound, Wencai, who had stepped out of the door, leaned on the door frame and looked back:

"Where?"

Lin Jiu slowly explained, "Mr. Ren in town wants to move the ancestral graves. Let's discuss it with him tomorrow... Go to bed early."

Wencai muttered to himself, a gleam in his eyes:

"Master Ren? He's a rich man, so that's a big deal! Master, we're going to make a lot of money this time!"

Lin Jiu glanced at him and said, "Stop talking too much. Go to bed!"

Wencai suddenly fell silent, no longer daring to laugh, and walked out quickly with his head down.

……

Lin Jiu was busy all the time, and when the moon was high in the sky he finally had time to lie down and rest. He relaxed his mind and was about to fall asleep when he suddenly heard a teeth-grinding sound in his ears.

The sound was like someone scratching a blackboard with fingernails, so piercing and squeaking that Lin Jiu's eyelids twitched.

After enduring for a long time, he heard that the sound not only did not stop, but was even getting louder. With a dark face, he pulled back the quilt and rushed out of the bedroom in his slippers.

When he passed by Wencai's open bedroom door, he subconsciously looked inside, but found that Wencai was sleeping in a sprawled position with his pillow fallen under the bed, completely unaware of it. It seemed that he was not affected at all by the ongoing shrill sound.

Lin Jiu was stunned and couldn't help but muttered:

"He sleeps like a pig. A man like him is most suitable to guard the charity cemetery."

As he spoke, he walked in lightly, picked up the pillow and put it back on the bed, then walked towards the main hall.

……

The instigator, Jingzhi, was now gritting her teeth and transforming into two front paws. Her pointed nails were like sharp blades, constantly scraping the solid wall of the altar in front of her.

With each scrape, a striking white claw mark would appear on the wall of the altar.

In fact, she suffered more than anyone else in the altar.

The interior of this jar is an arc-shaped structure, and the closer to the top, the larger the curvature.

In addition, it is in a completely enclosed state, so the jar has become a natural sound-absorbing chamber, and any tiny sound will be infinitely amplified here.

Everything Jingzhi did was undoubtedly a foolish act that killed eight hundred enemies and harmed one thousand of his own.

However, the anger in her heart had already burned to the extreme.

If she doesn't have a good life, the person outside won't have an easy life either!

Just as she was scraping harder and harder, an impatient voice suddenly came from outside:

"What do you want?"

In an instant, the harsh creaking sound stopped abruptly.

Lin Jiu, who had been enduring the noise intrusion, breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves finally relaxed for a moment.

At this moment, an angry yet hoarse female voice suddenly rang out from the altar:

"What do you want? I haven't committed any crime, murder or arson. Why are you arresting me?"