Chapter 1122: Refining medicine on the grave!
This bastard! This damn bastard!!
She took back everything she said just now! He is not a good person at all!! He is just a perverted gangster who has gone to hell!! He is a super bastard who has received abnormal education from her father!
Devil! Dirty! Bastard! Despicable! Gangster!! Lust maniac!!
Five minutes of system prompts in her ears.
Lin Ying almost fainted from lack of oxygen, and her cheeks were red from her forehead to the root of her neck, like a flower that had just been pollinated by a bee.
"Since you want to live in peace, isn't this more reasonable?"
Lin En said with a slight smile.
"Pervert!!"
Lin Ying was so angry that her face was red. At the moment she broke free from him, she even completely forgot that Lin En was now a mechanical body, and kicked him hard.
Click——
The sound of something breaking.
Lin Ying's face turned pale.
"Woo——(a sound of grievance and pain)"
…
Half a minute later.
Lin Ying sat on the railing in shame and anger, her hands clacking at the iron railing, stretching out her long and slender legs, her eyes filled with crystal and tears.
"You are really too fierce, don't you know that my body is made of iron? You dare to kick me like this, it would be the worst if you don't get an eight-grade fracture! And the female version of me is so useless? You cry after just breaking a leg, alas, you are really a waste."
Lin En, who has turned back into flesh and blood, shook his head, sat cross-legged on the ground, grabbed her feet and ankles, and healed her fractures.
"You still say that!"
Lin Ying wiped away the tears from her eyes in shame and anger.
"I just said that we can live in peace, but that doesn't mean you can kiss me! And who's crying?! This is just a normal reaction of the body. I'm not an unreasonable creature like you!"
Sure enough, this guy was just pretending before. In fact, he is still a pervert with ulterior motives.
Too confusing!
When you think he is serious, he suddenly becomes indecent. When you think he is too much, he can always turn around seamlessly.
This kind of personality is not taught by parents!
This guy must have been raised after going to hell, because it is really too hateful. You can't predict what kind of excessive things he will do next.
Lin En closed his eyes.
Rubbing her wound, he took out a bottle of medicine and sprinkled it on her ankle, saying:
"But you said it, since you said you don't hate it, doesn't that mean you like it? If you like it, then I kiss my female version of myself, isn't that a normal thing? You reacted too strongly."
Lin Ying was so angry that smoke came out of her head, and she could only look at him angrily.
"Who said that if you don't hate someone, you like them! Where does your logic come from?! You just want to bully me. Do you kiss every girl who says she doesn't hate you?"
"My mistress is an exception. I don't dare to kiss her for the time being."
"..."
At this moment, Lin Ying knew.
You can't reason with him. When you want to argue with him, he will easily pull you into his own logic, and then defeat you with rich experience.
Lin Ying's eyes were empty.
As long as she thought that this guy would be herself in another world, she felt a wave of powerlessness.
"I beg you not to look at me, I'm wearing underwear..."
She pierced Lin En's eyes that accidentally glanced at her inadvertently and inadvertently with a hollow and weak voice.
Lin En adjusted his monocle and closed his eyes and said:
"Are you talking about fat? You misunderstood me. Although I am a pervert sometimes, I won't take advantage of you at this time. Your hysteria is serious again, Lin Ying."
"..."
Click--
Lin En helped her fix her broken calf.
...
More than ten minutes later.
In a cemetery, Lin En jumped down from a tall tower and put down Lin Ying who was carrying him.
Lin Ying looked stiffly at this gloomy place, looking at the large and small tombstones standing in the quiet garden, feeling a sense of familiarity.
"We are here."
Lin En ignored her and sat down cross-legged by himself, taking out various utensils for refining potions from the system space.
"Most places with dead people are places with the heaviest yin energy, and in a world with a low level like Blue Star, it is not easy to collect materials for making potions, so if you want to learn, you have to find some other things to replace them."
Lin En adjusted his monocle, pinched the measuring bottle in his hand, and shook the mucus inside.
"And the cemetery is a good place. Of course, if you can find an area like a mass grave, it would be the best. The plants growing in it usually have some resentful attributes."
Lin Ying looked around the cemetery stiffly.
The more you look, the more familiar you feel.
It was as if she had often come here with her parents before. Whether it was the inscriptions in the distance or the cobblestone paths, they all gave her a strong sense of familiarity.
"So where is this place?"
She looked at Lin En hesitantly.
Lin En held the reagent and said:
"Our ancestral grave."
Buzz——
Lin Ying's expression suddenly became empty.
She mechanically turned on the flashlight she got from Lin En and shined it on the nearest tombstone opposite them. Under the halo, she immediately saw his grandfather's kindly smiling face on the tombstone.
Like an older version of Lynn.
snap——
The flashlight in her hand fell to the ground.
Lin Ying murmured: "What did you bring me here to do..."
She vaguely felt an extremely ominous premonition.
An ominous feeling that made her tremble.
Lin En placed all the utensils on the ground, then stood up from the ground with his eyes closed, patted the dust on his body, then took out three cigarettes from his arms and lit them, and knelt in front of his grandfather's tombstone, respectfully He went up to the ground respectfully and kowtowed three times.
"Grandpa! Your grandson Lin En from another world has brought your granddaughter to offer incense to you!"
"I know that grandpa, you were the best to me when I was a child. No matter what you do, you dote on your grandson and love your grandson. You are the first to bring delicious food to your grandson. Although you have been dead for many years, but My grandson still misses you and cried the loudest when you were at your funeral!”
Linn sniffed her sore nose and shook her head hard.
Lin Ying's ominous feeling became even greater.
Lin En wiped her red eyes, raised her head and said:
"So grandpa, can you lend me some grave grass?"
