Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Chapter 151 The Immortal Bat

Jingzhi dragged Qiu Sheng to a snack bar. Lin Jiu, who wanted to go back to the charity cemetery, had no choice but to follow them.

Wencai timidly looked up at the two people who looked unhappy, and his senior brother's red ears that were about to fall off.

He wanted to say something but stopped himself. However, seeing Qiu Sheng screaming in pain, he felt a little reluctant.

So he carefully took the jar from Qiu Sheng's hand and whispered, "Master, it's not what you think. We searched all morning and finally reached Yihong Courtyard. We were just about to go in when you showed up."

He still has the nerve to explain himself after entering a place like this?!

She didn't think it was Wencai who proposed to go into such a place, it must be Qiu Sheng!

Jingzhi snorted, sat down, and told the boss who was walking behind him a list of dishes. Then he crossed his arms and looked at Qiu Sheng coldly:

"That place, you used to think Tingting came from there, and you looked down on it so much. But you dared to go in today? If Ah Jiu didn't hold on to your money, would you have continued to linger in the red-light district?"

Qiu Sheng rubbed his red ears, sat down opposite her, and secretly glanced at Lin Jiu who was sitting diagonally across from him.

But he found that Lin Jiu seemed to be in a bad mood today, with the corners of his mouth turned down and his eyes looking at him were so cold that ice chips could fall off.

It was nothing at first, but when they looked at him questioningly, Qiu Sheng's usually eloquent tongue suddenly became less articulate. "I, it's not, oh my! I'm so wronged!"

He was afraid that Lin Jiu would suddenly attack him, so he recalled what he had heard that morning, and then, like a machine gun, he spoke out his thoughts and experiences:

"Wencai and I followed Master's instructions and let this female ghost possess us to read her memories. She was a singing prostitute here. In her memories, she was murdered in Yihong Courtyard. That's why we wanted to go in and take a look. We definitely didn't intend to do anything bad."

Lin Jiu knocked on the table and said, "You shouldn't go in and take him away. Your aunt's shop is right across the street. If she sees us, she'll probably say I'm not a good Christian."

Qiu Sheng turned his head to look at the sign of the rouge shop not far away, and suddenly felt that he was a little reckless, but he really didn't want to do anything bad. He looked at Lin Jiu twice, sighed, and calmed down completely.

One of them curled his lips, too lazy to explain, while the other was too embarrassed to apologize to his apprentice.

The two of them were at a stalemate.

Although there was a lot of noise outside, the few people at the table inside the restaurant were eerily quiet.

Lin Jiu closed his eyes and rubbed his brows. "After you finish your meal, go to the security team and ask them to go in and check."

Just saying that is an apology, Lin Jiu thought.

Qiu Sheng: “…Oh.”

Forget it. Getting an apology from his master in this lifetime is harder than climbing to heaven.

Wencai was as quiet as a chicken, with his head lowered, playing with his fingers, not daring to breathe loudly.

Knowing it was a misunderstanding, Jingzhi felt a little embarrassed, so she called the boss, ordered two more meat dishes, and then turned around to apologize to Qiu Sheng.

"I'm sorry, I wronged you." She turned her face to the side and lifted her hair, showing her ear to him. "Come, don't be afraid of your master. I'll twist it for you, and then we'll be even."

"Puff!" Qiu Sheng was so amused by her funny look that his depressed mood disappeared. His peach blossom eyes curved into a smile. He pouted at Lin Jiu, leaned over and whispered:

"I wouldn't dare. If I twist it, Master will hate me forever!"

Lin Jiu crossed his arms, glanced at him slowly, and then slowly closed his eyes.

That look contained a warning.

Qiu Sheng spread his hands and said, "I'll tell you what I'm saying."

Jingzhi turned her head to look at someone who was resting with his eyes closed, and the corners of her mouth gradually rose.

The dishes are stir-fried in an iron pan and served very quickly. This kind of fly restaurant has large portions and affordable prices. The hot dishes have the aroma of the wok, and even the vegetarian dishes are delicious.

Looking at the table full of dishes, Qiu Sheng stood up and walked to the wooden barrel in the corner, lifted the white cloth, and scooped out a large basin of rice. Wencai also consciously distributed bowls and chopsticks to everyone.

"Sister Jingzhi, you don't know, we came out early this morning and didn't even have breakfast. We're almost starving!"

Qiu Sheng ate voraciously, picking up dishes with his hands constantly, and even found time to complain to her.

"Let me tell you, that woman had a miserable life. She was a typical example of being forced into prostitution. She refused, and those two pimps doused her with hot water and killed her."

When Wencai heard this, for some reason, his body started shaking and he almost knocked over the bowl in his hand.

Qiu Sheng tilted his head, "You're not going to recover, are you? I've already taken the female ghost back from you, and you haven't recovered yet?"

"What's wrong with him?" Jingzhi asked.

Wencai trembled as he spoke, "Brother, you're in a good mood. The memories you see are all about singing and dancing, and the beauty of women. What I saw was a crime scene."

"..."

"Poor little thing." She picked up a piece of meat for him with her chopsticks and said, "Eat more to calm your nerves."

How could he dare to bother her to pick up the food? Wencai directly handed the bowl to the dish and took her chopsticks, "Okay, okay."

He raised his eyelids and glanced at his master subtly.

Fortunately, my eyes are still closed.

But why doesn't he eat?

Jingzhi sighed, looked at the two people who were eating happily and said: "Alas, what happened to you two is really an unexpected disaster."

Qiu Sheng drank some soup to wash down the food in his mouth, then looked up and asked, "By the way, what are you doing in town? Didn't you agree not to come out unless necessary?"

Jingzhi turned his head to look at Lin Jiu, who was so worried that he didn't even want to eat. He frowned again and said slowly:

"Let's talk about it after you're done."

Jingzhi put a piece of his favorite barbecued pork on the rice that Lin Jiu hadn't touched yet, and said, "Ah Jiu, I know you're in a bad mood. It's already past noon. Eat a little. Don't starve yourself."

Lin Jiu opened his eyes and looked down at the food in the bowl, but what came to his mind was the serious face of his senior brother.

I haven't picked up my chopsticks for a long time, and I don't know where my mind has wandered to.

Jingzhi simply picked up the meat and fed it into his mouth, "If you don't eat it now, these two gluttons will eat up all the vegetables."

Qiu Sheng curled his lips and looked at the piece of meat in his master's bowl. Seeing that his master was not eating it, he smiled cunningly.

He stretched out his chopsticks and pretended to pick up some food.

Just as he stretched out his hand halfway, a pair of chopsticks attacked from the side and front, picking up his chopsticks.

"Aren't all these dishes enough for you?!"

He saw that this traitor was itching for trouble.

Qiu Sheng: Oh, you’re even protecting your food~

He opened his amorous peach blossom eyes and said innocently: "Master, don't you want to eat it? If you don't want to eat it, give it to me. I don't mind it at all."

Jingzhi: "...I think you are itching."

Lin Jiu moved the bowl closer to his seat and said, "Who said I don't want to eat?"

Seeing him start eating, Qiu Sheng raised his eyebrows at Jingzhi with a smile.

His master is a person who sometimes won't take any action unless he pushes him hard.

……

After dinner, Qiu Sheng and the other man carried the jars to the security team, while Jingzhi and Lin Jiu set out on their journey home.

On the way out of town, she encountered a group of security guards arguing with the nuns from last time at the dilapidated church at the end of the street.

"The captain said there are bats in your church, too. It will be burned down today. You should find a new place to live!"

The old nun said: "No! The church is the foundation of our existence. Why do you want to burn it down without our consent?"

"Yes, yes!" a group of young nuns echoed angrily.

Jingzhi only glanced at him twice before her attention was diverted by Lin Jiu's dark face.

……

As soon as he returned to the charity cemetery, Lin Jiu came to the statue of the ancestor, opened the wooden box, took out the five flags and the five camp gods inside, placed them in front of the table, and burned incense to worship.

After doing all this, he turned around and said to Jingzhi:

"Remember to ask me to bring these things tomorrow."

"Where are you going?" Seeing him carrying a bag and walking out of the hall, Jingzhi followed him closely.

Arriving at the empty inner courtyard, Lin Jiu squatted down, opened the package, and poured out a small section of vines. Two bats were hanging upside down on the black vines.

"Jingzhi, go to the kitchen and get a pair of scissors."

"Oh."

……

Lin Jiu took the scissors, carefully picked out the dead branches and leaves on the bats' legs, and then removed the things that tied their legs.

"Is it fishing line?"

"Hmm." Lin Jiu picked up the two curved fishing lines with scissors and put them in the sunlight for a closer look, but suddenly heard Jing's exclamation in his ears.

"Ajiu, they're moving!"

Lin Jiu looked over when he heard the sound and saw two bats on the ground flapping their still wet wings and soaring into the sky. In a flash, they flew out of the yard.

Lin Jiu's brows were furrowed. Judging from Shi Dafu's description, the abnormalities in the village started two days ago.

So this means that the bat must have been soaked in water for more than two days, but it didn't die?

Don't they need to breathe?

Incredible.

Jingzhi stood on tiptoe and looked up at the sky. "Ajiu, it seems to be flying towards the direction of Renjia Town. Is everything okay?"

"Should fly to that crappy church."

Before coming back, he also heard the quarrel, but what was more important now was to find the mastermind behind it.

Lin Jiu: "Let's talk about it tomorrow. Bring me a basin of clean water."

Jingzhi: "Do you want to wash up?"

Lin Jiu held up the fishing line on the scissors and said to her:

"practice."

Jingzhi was a little confused. She had never seen any method that required clean water.

……