Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Tonight, there is another full moon.

Qiu Sheng threw her a set of night clothes.

"Put it on. Your clothes are too conspicuous. Oh, and this too."

As he spoke, he handed over two black cloths and said, "Wrap your hair and face. Don't let the people in the yamen recognize you."

"...Okay. I'll go get it on. I've packed up the tools. Your master asked for glutinous rice, so go get some from the kitchen."

"Got it!"

……

The two of them sped along until they came to an alley. Jingzhi, feeling uneasy, stopped and asked again:

"Did you bring glutinous rice?"

Qiu Sheng kicked the wall with his left and right feet, and easily jumped onto the top of the wall. He peeked inside and said in a low voice:

"Oh, I'll do the work, don't worry!"

But after a few seconds, he urged again:

"Hurry, hurry, the patrol team is changing shifts, now's the time!"

After saying that, he crouched down and jumped inside. Jingzhi had no choice but to follow him quickly.

There were no lights on in the yamen at this time, only a little light came from the cell at the rear right.

Jingzhi and Qiu Sheng avoided several armed soldiers along the way and went around the wall to the back of the cell.

The cell was probably designed to prevent prisoners from escaping. The brick wall at the back was more than four meters high and the wall was flat, leaving no place to stand. Even though Qiu Sheng was good at kung fu, he was at a loss this time.

Jingzhi watched him facing the wall in confusion for a long time. She carefully stretched her head and glanced to the right. The two soldiers guarding the prison door were chatting and smoking in a low voice. She breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed Qiu Sheng's collar, and flew to the roof with a step.

As soon as he got off the roof, Qiu Sheng immediately squatted down, uttered two "eh eh" sounds, and whispered to Jingzhi, who was peeking inside from lifting the tiles:

"When will you teach me this trick?"

Jingzhi raised his hand and said impatiently:

"What time is it...ah, I found Ah Jiu, but Ah Wei is here too."

Qiu Sheng lay down and said, "Let me see."

"There's a window about three meters high on the right. Let's find the right time to enter from there, and then...ah, I got it. There's a blind spot on the inside of Master Ren. We'll hide there later."

Qiu Sheng thought he had come up with a perfect plan.

He turned around excitedly, wanting to share it with Jingzhi.

However, to his surprise, there was only a black piece of clothing that quickly slid down from behind him and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Qiu Sheng was startled and quickly put his face back to the gap between the tiles and looked inside carefully.

Jingzhi jumped out of the window while Awei was threatening his master.

After landing, she trotted silently, sticking close to the wall like a light cat.

Then, with a beautiful roll, he lifted a corner of the white cloth on Ren Fa's body and rolled to the inside of the wooden board where Ren Fa's body was placed. The whole set of movements was smooth and seamless, without making any sound!

Qiu Sheng was stunned and couldn't help but secretly gasp in his heart:

This girl's kung fu is really amazing!

But the situation was urgent at the moment and he didn't have time to think.

So Qiu Sheng took a deep breath, followed Jingzhi's route just now, moved very carefully so as not to make any noise, and soon came to Jingzhi's side.

At this moment, the two people were so nervous that they had no time to care about anything else.

They didn't notice at all that the fingertips of Ren Fa's body lying above them suddenly trembled slightly.

Just at this moment, Awei turned around and strode out of the room. No one knew what he was whispering to the soldiers outside.

Seeing this, Jingzhi and Qiu Sheng hurriedly seized this rare opportunity, moving carefully along the wall, and finally arrived at the gate of the fence where Lin Jiu was imprisoned.

"Uncle Jiu...what are you doing?"

Lin Jiu was speechless. He tried to pry the iron bars on both sides of his head, but when he found that he couldn't pry them apart, he gave up.

As if feeling ashamed, he turned his face away, not daring to look at Jingzhi again. Instead, he whispered angrily to Qiu Sheng who was standing on the other side:

"What are you standing there for?!"

Qiu Sheng wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. He pursed his lips and held it back for a few seconds before saying lightly:

"Nothing. I want to wait for you to retract your head before I appear again."

"……Why?"

"I'm afraid you'll be embarrassed!"

As he spoke, he exchanged glances with Jingzhi beside him, but there was no smile in Jingzhi's eyes, only anxiety and worry.

Lin Jiu's ears were not sure whether they were red from being squeezed by the iron fence or from being embarrassed, but they were alarmingly red.

He stared at Qiu Sheng with wide eyes, his moustache on his upper lip trembling slightly with anger:

"What are you still standing there for? Help me get my head in!"

Qiu Sheng let out two "ohs" sounds, pushed Lin Jiu's head, and stuffed it in with brute force.

"Hiss—let go!"

"Qiu Sheng, you hurt him, his ears are red, let me do it!"

Lin Jiu said hurriedly: "Don't touch me!"

Jingzhi's outstretched hand suddenly froze in the air. Her eyes darkened and she uttered a low "oh" with a somewhat lost tone, "Then I'll keep watch for you. Hurry up."

Seeing that she no longer looked at him, Lin Jiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was now rubbing his painful head and glaring at Qiu Sheng:

"Can you please use your brain?!"

Qiu Sheng's eyes rolled, and a plan suddenly came to mind. The corners of his mouth gradually rose:

"Okay, Master, no matter what I do later, please don't blame me!"

"Okay, then hurry up!"

Qiu Sheng’s mouth corners grew wider and wider.

He suddenly squatted down without any warning. Lin Jiu, who was standing beside him, was confused. Before he could react to what Qiu Sheng was going to do, he felt a pulling sensation, and then his trousers were pulled off by Qiu Sheng in the blink of an eye.

There was originally just a hint of doubt in Lin Jiu's eyes, but at that moment, that doubt turned into fear and full of shame like a lit powder keg.

"……what are you doing?!"

Out of instinct, he subconsciously glanced towards Jingzhi, praying in his heart that she would not witness this embarrassing scene.

However, fate always seems to like to play tricks on people. Jingzhi heard his panicked cry at this moment and turned around curiously to look over.

The atmosphere solidified.

Lin Jiu, social death.

Just when he wanted to find a hole in the ground to bury his head, Qiu Sheng did not stop his actions at all. Instead, he was quick-witted and made another move, grabbing Lin Jiu's underwear and pulling it down hard.

Brother, you are still as brave as ever...

After looking for less than a second, Jingzhi instantly withdrew his gaze, turned around like a frightened rabbit, and pressed his whole body tightly against the cold wall.

At this moment, she only felt waves of scorching heat rushing from her heart to her forehead, burning her cheeks red, and her mind was full of unspeakable garbage.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a heat in her nose, so she quickly raised her head and slapped herself hard again, trying to blow away the dirty thoughts in her mind.

"Hey, isn't that right?"

Lin Jiu didn't care whether his ears hurt or not. He stepped back and quickly pulled up his pants. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to go out and catch Qiu Sheng and beat him up.

At this moment, she stammered outside:

"Uncle Jiu...I didn't see anything...don't worry."

"..."

I didn't see it, why is your voice so hoarse?!

Lin Jiu's face turned even redder. He quickly took a few steps forward, gritted his teeth, grabbed Qiu Sheng's hair and wanted to beat him up.

Qiu Sheng turned his head to avoid Lin Jiu's clutches:

"Hey, hey, hey, Master, you said it yourself. No matter what I do, you won't blame me!"

Jingzhi knocked lightly on the iron fence twice:

"Don't be angry, business is more important."

Lin Jiu glared at Qiu Sheng fiercely, not daring to glance at Jing Zhi again, and said unhappily:

"Have you brought everything?"

"Take it, take it!"

Jingzhi took off the bag and handed the things to Lin Jiu one by one:

"Here, chicken blood, ink, and a brush. I was afraid your peach wood sword would be confiscated, so I brought another one."

She stuffed a bundle of paper wrapped in cloth into the bag and said, "The yellow paper is for you."

Seeing her serious look, Lin Jiu's shyness gradually faded away. He hummed softly, then suddenly remembered something and asked her again: "Where's Nuomi?"

Jingzhi turned to Qiu Sheng: "Where's the rice?"

Qiu Sheng chuckled, moved the package in front of him, took out a bowl from it and presented it to Lin Jiu:

"The rice is still hot. Master, you are hungry. Eat it while it is hot."

“…” Jingzhi slapped his forehead, suddenly not knowing what to say.

Lin Jiu's back teeth were grinding loudly:

"...Have you cooked it? I want the raw glutinous rice! I want to sprinkle it around Master Ren to block his zombie energy."

Qiu Sheng's smug smile disappeared instantly, and he said in a panic:

"So what should I do now? How about I feed him—Ouch!"

Jingzhi withdrew his hand and said calmly:

"If a dead person can eat it, then there's a ghost. It's useless."

Qiu Sheng covered the back of his head and glanced at Ren Fa.

Just one glance and he was so scared that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Master, he, he sat up!"

When Lin Jiu heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He quickly walked to the left side of the cell, leaned over the iron bars and looked towards the morgue bed on the right.

I saw that Ren Fa's bones had not yet completely hardened, and the way he moved after getting to the ground was completely different from the zombies' jumping movements.

At this moment, he was like a living person, constantly waving his arms, as if he was groping for something.

What was even more shocking was that his ten fingers had grown long gray-purple sharp nails like his father's.

Lin Jiu sighed, quickly squatted down and poured fresh ink and chicken blood into the bowl, then took out a piece of yellow paper and started drawing on the spot.

This talisman was very familiar to Lin Jiu. In just a few seconds, a complete talisman appeared on the paper. Jingzhi took a look and knew it was a talisman for immobilization.

"Put the amulet on his head."

Jingzhi moved his hand towards Qiu Sheng:

"You go, I can't take it."

Qiu Sheng took the talisman and said, "I'll go if I want to."

After saying that, the three of them raised their heads at the same time, trying to find Ren Fa's trace, "Where did he go?"

When they swept their eyes across the entire cell, they were surprised to find that Ren Fa, who was supposed to be here, had disappeared without a trace.

"Go find it quickly!"

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