Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Perhaps he had something on his mind, Lin Jiu didn't fall asleep until dawn.

However, after sleeping for less than a quarter of an hour, he felt a blockage in his chest, as if it was being pressed by a huge brick, making it difficult for him to breathe.

At that moment, he thought he was sleep paralyzed.

He thought to himself, he even dares to suppress a Taoist priest, this kid must be tired of living!

Lin Jiu's forehead veins throbbed, and before he even opened his eyes, he flung the Golden Money Sword from his sleeve and attacked...

...

"Master, who is she?"

Wencai held the bowl and kept looking at the woman sitting at the other end of the table.

Although she has a cold face, she is really pretty!

Wencai's eyes gradually became blurred, as if they were covered with 502 glue, stuck to Jingzhi's face, and he was reluctant to blink.

After just a few seconds of watching, he was suddenly slapped hard on the back of his head.

There was a clang of sound, and Jingzhi quickly caught Wencai's spoon in mid-air and handed it to him silently. He looked at Lin Jiu who was sitting opposite him with a half-smile and said:

"What? You beat me up early in the morning, and now you're beating your apprentice?"

The two of them were arguing with each other at the dinner table, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense again.

Wencai rubbed the back of his head and racked his brains, but he couldn't think of a way to ease the atmosphere. At this moment, he hoped very much that his senior brother with a clever tongue could appear here.

Suddenly, he noticed something unusual about the skin and flesh around Lin Jiu's neck. Driven by curiosity, he stammered twice before asking:

"Master, I didn't see this claw mark last night, you—"

Before he could finish his words, the people on both sides of Wencai held the corners of the table tightly with both hands, and the four legs under the table fought back and forth in an instant.

The plates and bowls on the table were jumping up and down as they fought fiercely, and the table seemed to be unable to bear the weight and made a series of creaking sounds.

Wencai moved his chair back helplessly, stood up with his bowl of rice, thought for a moment, and reached out to grab the plate of fried tofu that he loved.

As soon as he picked up the plate, the table broke in the middle and the bowls on the table shattered all over the floor.

"Master, Master, you——"

"Hmm?"

Wencai was shocked by the cold gazes of the two men and took several steps back until he hit his butt against the pillar of the house, then he stopped.

Wencai: He inexplicably felt that the woman's temperament was similar to that of his master.

He muttered softly, feeling somewhat aggrieved:

"I made that porridge early in the morning, and I pickled the pickles for a long time, and I just dumped them all out like that—"

"Wencai, stop eating, let's go!"

Lin Jiu endured the stinging pain from the three claw marks on his neck, with a cold face, he strode across the mess on the ground and walked straight to the door.

"Master, my porridge is still here. I'd better eat it first..."

Lin Jiu turned his head, glanced at Wencai coldly from the corner of his eye and said: "...If you don't come again, your wages for this month will be forfeited."

Wencai was sweating profusely at his gaze, but he was somewhat indignant. He muttered softly:

"It's just a few copper coins, I'll take it..."

"Literary talent!!"

"Come on, come on!"

Adhering to the good habit of not wasting food, Wencai hesitated for a moment, and finally stuffed the porridge and the plate of dried tofu into Jingzhi's hands, saying with some reluctance:

"Hey, I don't know where you came from, but this porridge is for you. I haven't even touched my chopsticks yet."

Jingzhi's expression softened slightly. She suddenly remembered the incense she smelled last night. At this moment, she felt that the old face in front of her looked much more pleasing to the eye than the cold face of her master.

"My name is Lin Jingzhi. Thank you for the incense last night. I will live here from now on. Please take care of me!"

As she spoke, she gave Wencai a big smile.

Wencai was stunned. "What, what smell?" Suddenly, his eyes widened again, and he pointed at the tip of Jingzhi's nose and said with trembling lips:

"You, you are the female ghost who keeps howling?"

Jingzhi stared at his slightly trembling fingers with cross eyes, and could not help but take a step back before saying unhappily:

"I'm not a female ghost. I'm a spirit cat. Your master was blind and took me in. I was angry for a moment, so I cried."

At this time, Lin Jiu's urging voice came from the gate again. Wencai looked at the plate of dried tofu reluctantly before turning around and walking out.

After taking a few steps, he looked at Jingzhi who was following him closely and felt a little puzzled:

"Don't you want to eat it while it's hot?"

Jingzhi shook his head and said:

"I'm a spirit cat. Eating this stuff is just to satisfy my cravings. I'd rather practice meditation instead."

Wencai was delighted and pointed to the kitchen on the side and said:

"Then you can help me take it back and I'll eat it when I come back."

"...Tsk."

……

It only took a few seconds.

"Why have you been following me?"

Wencai was secretly happy. Could it be that... she fell in love with him at first sight?

Jingzhi crossed her arms, raised her chin towards Lin Jiu's back in the crowd in front of her and said:

"I'm not following you, I'm following him."

"what??"

Wencai's mood instantly plummeted, yet he felt a tinge of disbelief. He pointed at the figure in front of him with his hands behind his back, then at Jingzhi beside him and said:

"You're not interested in my master, are you? No, you guys had a fight this morning, that shouldn't be the case..."

Jingzhi stared at the back of the man in front of him with a burning gaze, sighed leisurely and said:

"Beating is affection, scolding is love. Young man, don't ask too many questions!"

Wencai curled his lips and hummed softly:

"You talk like you're old. I think you need to get your eyes treated. My master is already in his forties!"

Jingzhi took two quick steps, walked around the fish stall in front, and waited until the man came into her sight again before she said to Wencai who was chasing after her:

"You don't understand. Being older has its advantages. Besides, I'm over 150 years old. In terms of age, I could be his great-grandmother!"

Wencai looked at her with a look of "you are bullshitting" on his face, pursed his lips, looked her up and down and said:

"You look like an octogenarian with your hair, but your figure and face are younger than my senior brother!"

Jingzhi chuckled and said:

"What? You don't want to compare me with you?"

Wencai smiled bitterly, touched his old face, sighed and said:

"Don't tease me. Even though I'm only in my twenties, my face looks older than my master's."

He was abandoned as a child because of this. Fortunately, his master was kind and picked him up and raised him, otherwise he would not have grown up safely until today.

Jingzhi didn't expect that a single sentence would touch the other person's heart. She shut up in disappointment, patted her shoulders twice, which were slightly bent inward due to inferiority, and then strode to catch up with Lin Jiu who was a few steps away from her.

Lin Jiu moved his ears and knew she was behind him. He ignored him and turned around to call out to Wencai, who was standing in the middle of the street with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

Wencai rushed over upon hearing the noise, and said with a distraught look on his face:

"Master, can I not go with you to see Master Ren?"

Lin Jiu frowned slightly.

When I told Wencai the news last night, he was clearly beaming with joy. Why did he suddenly change his mind?

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Jingzhi who was next to Wencai, but saw her touching her nose, looking around, and not responding.

Lin Jiu sighed. He still felt a little sorry for the disciple he had raised, so he patiently asked:

"Why? Do you have a grudge against Master Ren?"

As he said this, he secretly glared at Jing.

I thought to myself, Wencai has only had contact with her from last night to this morning, so this matter must be related to her.

Unexpectedly, this glance was noticed by Jingzhi, who was always paying attention to him, so she also looked over with wide eyes.

Jingzhi: It’s like I can’t glare at anyone. My eyes are bigger than yours!

As the two stood on the street staring at each other, Wencai was almost scratching his head and clumsily made up an excuse:

"No, I don't even know what he looks like. I've never had foreign tea in my life. I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself and embarrass my master."