Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Lin Jiu didn't have time to put aside the chaotic emotions in his heart. He pushed Si Mu away, hurriedly walked out of the study and headed towards the front hall.

When he arrived at the front hall and didn't see that figure, he inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, but then frowned and looked at Wencai who was squatting in the bathtub.

"Master..."

Lin Jiu sighed, shook his head and said:

"When you get better, you and your brother should pick some pomelo leaves and wash your body to get rid of bad luck. You're so unlucky together and it's really causing trouble for me."

While saying this, he quickly turned around and went to the table beside him to process the medicinal materials. As soon as he picked up the medicine bowl, he felt like he stepped on something. He moved his foot and took a look.

A pile of black and white hair was scattered on the ground. He felt nervous and turned to ask Wencai:

"...How is she?"

Before Wencai could answer, Simu stepped into the front hall with his hands behind his back, pretending nothing had happened. In fact, he secretly observed Lin Jiu's expression and said:

"How is it? Why are you asking now? I asked her to make me something to eat. She's in the kitchen."

Lin Jiu immediately showed a look of disapproval on his face, glared at Si and said:

"She accompanied me to catch ghosts yesterday and didn't sleep all night. Today she had to run back and forth to Renjia Town, and was just chased by zombies for a long time. Can't you ask Qiu Sheng to do it?"

After being reprimanded so mercilessly by Lin Jiu, Simu did not show any anger at all. Instead, he slowly placed his hands on the wooden table full of medicinal herbs, then moved his big face closer to look at Lin Jiu's expression at the moment.

His senior brother's face was full of anger, but at the same time there seemed to be a subtle concern.

However, does this contain the love between men and women?

For Simu, who has also been single for decades, it is really difficult to tell them apart.

However, when he noticed that Lin Jiu suddenly looked away and saw that his ears turned slightly red, he already had some guesses in his mind.

I think this senior brother who is usually calm and steady is probably... confused.

As a result, the four of them stared intently at Lin Jiu's profile, and with a bit of teasing and curiosity, they cautiously spoke to test him:

"Brother, it's only been a few days, could it be possible that you've already fallen in love with her?"

Who would have thought that just as Simu finished speaking, Lin Jiu, who was standing by the bathtub, suddenly turned around, quickly pointed the back of his head at Simu, then reached out and pulled Wencai's arm out of the water and began to apply medicine to it.

Look at that action, it is much more urgent than usual.

Seeing this, Simu couldn't help but smile again and continued to ask:

"Why are you silent now? Could it be... that I've hit the nail on the head?"

After a moment of silence, Lin Jiu responded in a muffled voice:

"How could this be possible? I'm more than a generation older than her!"

The answer was too quick, making it seem as if he was trying to hide something. He smiled secretly, as if he understood something.

Wencai moved his arms, which were tied tightly by his master, raised his head and said:

"Master, Master, she said she's 153 years old, and you're 42. To be precise, how many generations older is she than you?"

Wencai was counting on his fingers when he was suddenly slapped on the back of his head, causing him to drink a gulp of his own bath water.

Lin Jiu glared at him: "...Children should not interrupt when adults are talking."

Wencai shrank his neck, puffed out the glutinous rice water twice, then picked up a snake from the water and rubbed himself while giving a dry laugh to the expressionless Lin Jiu.

With his eyes crossed and his chest leaning against the table filled with herbs, he said with a hint of sarcasm:

"So it's a question of age!"

This time, Lin Jiu kept his mouth tightly shut, without showing any expression on his face. Like a robot, he slowly applied medicine to Wencai's other arm.

Seeing his senior brother "retreating into his shell" again, Simu didn't care. Anyway... he knew that Jingzhi was a good demon and would not hurt others.

He leaned back, half paralyzed in the chair, squinting at the back of Lin Jiu's head with a few white hairs, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Brother, you're really lucky in love. Before you went up the mountain, a junior sister liked you, and after you went up the mountain, another junior sister liked you too. Now that you're this old, you can still attract a spirit cat. Otherwise, you should—"

Jingyi stepped into the front hall and asked doubtfully:

"...What junior sister?"

"Squeak!"

Simu quickly sat up straight and took back his unfinished words. He stole a glance at Lin Jiu, who was sitting next to him, his body stiff and fists clenched. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his neck, so he tightened his collar, cleared his throat, and said:

"No, nothing. Are the noodles ready? I'll go eat in the pavilion outside. It's cooler. Haha!"

He stood up and was about to take the tray, but he found three bowls of noodles and a bowl of glutinous rice porridge on the tray. He looked up in surprise:

"Are you trying to eat me to death?"

As he spoke, he secretly looked at Jingzhi's expression. Seeing that she didn't seem angry, he thought she probably didn't hear what he had just said.

Simu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Jingzhi smiled, put the tray on her waist with one hand, and handed the glutinous rice porridge to Wencai: "Here, it's for you."

Seeing Wencai take it, she bit her pink lips, gently poked the back of Lin Jiu who was leaning against the wooden stick in front of Wencai's bathtub, and said softly:

"Uncle, I've also cooked some for you and Qiu Sheng. Want to eat together?"

Lin Jiu only felt that she poked him not on his back, but on his heart, causing his already fast heartbeat to become even more turbulent.

He didn't turn around, but lowered his head, cleared his throat, pointed outside the door and said:

"Put it there first. I'll go out and eat when I'm done."

Jingzhi watched him busy cleaning up the medicine residue with his hands, and without thinking much about it, she walked to the door, called Qiu Sheng who was sweeping the floor, and walked out of the yard.

Qiu Sheng was happy. He threw down the broom, jumped down a few steps, and chased after him.

Outside the yard, after a while, the sound of the two of them laughing and playing could be heard.

Simu was starving, and when he smelled the aroma of noodles, he couldn't help but walk outside. He didn't care how many lovers his senior brother had.

Before he reached the door, he was suddenly stopped by Lin Jiu.

"Come here for a moment."

Simu held onto the door frame with one hand and covered his growling stomach with the other, then turned around and asked, "What?"

When he turned around, he saw his senior brother walking to the corner with his arms folded over his chest, his face hidden in the shadows, his expression unclear.

He was a little impatient and walked over quickly, rolling his eyes secretly and complaining as he walked:

"Say it all at once if you want to. I, your junior brother, am starving!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Jiu handed him two leaves.

"What?"

Lin Jiu forced the leaf into his hand and said in a serious tone, "Open your eyes and look at me."

Simu didn't open his eyes, but instead put the back of his hand on Lin Jiu's forehead to test the temperature and said:

"You don't have a fever, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Lin Jiu tutted, quickly slapped his hand away, and urged coldly: "Hurry up, don't let her find out."

"She? Did... did she do something to you?"

Simu's expression also began to become solemn.

He didn't dare to act like a fool anymore and quickly picked up two pomelo leaves in his hand and put them above his eyes.

After a flash of light in his pupils, he dragged Lin Jiu to the light source and looked at his face carefully. He circled around him several times before stopping in front of him, stroking his chin and saying:

"I didn't find any traces of magic."

Lin Jiu frowned, he grabbed Simu's collar and brought him closer to him, pointed at his eyes with his other hand and said:

"Look at my eyes, are there any differences?"

Simu pushed up his glasses and looked intently. After a long while, he shook his head silently.

"Everything is normal, just a little bloodshot. Brother, I think you should go to bed early. You are old and can't stay up late."

Hearing the words "everything is normal", Lin Jiu suddenly loosened his collar, and felt his head "boom" and instantly became blank.

After a long pause, he finally squeezed out a sentence from his tightening throat in disbelief and asked:

"Really, you weren't hit by any magic?!"

They looked at him strangely, then turned their heads to look at the two people fighting outside, then shook their heads again and said firmly:

"No."

The determination in those four eyes seemed like a death warrant for him. Lin Jiu was so shocked that he took two steps back and sat on the chair, unable to recover for a long time.

He murmured in a low voice: "Impossible... Impossible..."

……

"Master, if you don't come out now, it will be a mess!"

At this moment, a clear female voice suddenly came from outside, and Lin Jiu woke up as if from a dream. He peeled off the leaves on the four-eyed tree and said hurriedly: "Tell her that I am sleepy and I won't eat it." Then he clutched the two leaves tightly and walked quickly towards his room.

Jingzhi looked at his hurried back and couldn't help but poked Qiu Sheng's arm and asked:

"Is your master...doing something fishy with his junior fellow apprentice?"

The noodles in Qiu Sheng's mouth almost choked into his nostrils. He coughed violently several times before speaking through his chest:

"Impossible! My uncle-in-law is a man who, even though he's so reserved in front of you, he's really mean in front of his own people. Sometimes even Master can't stand him."

As soon as he finished speaking, his ears were twisted and his handsome face was patted twice.

Simu gritted his teeth and said with a forced smile, "Xiao Qiusheng~, I love you so much. It's been a long time since I've tested your martial arts. Come on! Let's have a few moves and see if you're any better than Jiale!"

"Master, Uncle Master, please let me go, I was wrong, I was wrong, I haven't finished my noodles yet!"

……

After a fight between the two, Qiu Sheng had a few more bruises on his face. Jingzhi gave him half of Lin Jiu's noodles, gave the other half to Simu, and went back to the room.

Simu ate until his belly was full, and then he found an egg at the bottom of the half bowl of noodles.

He cast a questioning look at Qiu Sheng.

Qiu Sheng rubbed the bruise at the corner of his eye, grinned, and said aggrievedly:

"Sister Jingzhi always gives my master special treatment, so today I'll give you a break."

Simu clicked his tongue and chewed the sunny-side-up egg fiercely, muttering:

"You're already in your forties, and you still have this kind of romantic relationship. What good fortune did you burn in your previous life?"