Chapter 1123 I don’t want your stuff!

Buzz——

Lin Ying was shaken for a while, and she almost felt like her whole body was spinning.

And she finally understood why Lin En brought her here. He obviously had a strong purpose!

"Why are you pulling grass from Grandpa's grave?"

Lin Ying screamed angrily and grabbed his collar, stretched out her hand and pointed at the cheerful photo of their grandfather.

"That's grandpa! It's the grave of his old man! Even if you want to teach me something, you can't go over my head!! Do you want grandpa to climb out from below and scold me for being unfilial?" Have you ever seen someone come to pay homage to their ancestors during the Qingming Festival?"

It’s so unreasonable!

This guy is really unreasonable! !

Lin En was not annoyed, he adjusted his monocle and said seriously: "But this is the easiest material for you Blue Star to collect. Plants that grow in places filled with Yin Qi are the most effective, not to mention He said, this is what our old man made himself, and it is more effective. "

Lin Ying pointed at the tombstone loudly and said:

"Then can't you find another tomb?! There are so many tombs here, why do you have to pull out the grass from our grandfather's head!! You are cheating our ancestors!!"

Lin En opened his dead eyes, his expression did not change much, and said:

"This is a very principled question, Lin Ying, can you see that someone else's wife is very beautiful, can you just walk over to her openly and ask me to use it?"

Lin Ying was stunned.

Linn closed his eyes, stood up and said:

"So you have to understand, Lin Ying, pulling out someone else's stuff is called stealing, but taking out your own stuff is called taking! Besides, isn't it very reasonable and normal for grandchildren to ask for grass from their grandfather??"

"You are so unreasonable!"

Lynn accused.

Lin Ying stood there stiffly in that posture.

She didn't know why. Although she always felt that there was something wrong with his words, she just didn't know how to refute him.

And he seems to have a rare conscience... But is this conscience used in the wrong place?

Lin En glanced around, rolled up his sleeves and said, "You come and look out for me, and I'll pull it out. It's okay. I used to steal the old man's things when I was a kid, so I'm familiar with this."

Then under Lin Ying's dull gaze.

Lin En carefully touched his grandfather's grave.

Then climbed up.

His feet slipped.

A big hole was dug on the grave.

Lin Ying: "!!!"

"Grandpa, calm down, rest in peace. Granddaughter Lin Ying is unfilial. Don't blame her. She is really just pulling some grass. My granddaughter has no other intentions. If you want to entrust your dream, just entrust it to your father. My granddaughter is innocent."

Lin Ying knelt tremblingly in front of the tombstone, clasped her hands together, and silently said "grandfather's blessing".

And Lin En finally climbed to the top of the grave.

The clusters of grave grass on the grave are extremely dense, with the longest roots reaching two meters long. Even if placed in the entire cemetery, they are definitely the thickest among them.

Lynn tried to pull out.

But he was afraid that his grandfather’s grave would be pulled out.

Then he thought about it, took out the boning knife from his arms, bit it in his mouth, and climbed up again.

Grab the thickest cluster.

呲呲呲呲岲——

It was like harvesting wheat back and forth.

【bite! You got grave grass x1]

【bite! You got Grandpa’s grave grass x1]

【bite! You got Grandpa’s grave grass x1]

"My granddaughter is unfilial, my granddaughter is unfilial, my granddaughter is unfilial!"

Lin Ying stared blankly at the grass that Lin En kept throwing down on the grave, and hurriedly caught it with tears in her eyes.

finally.

A few minutes later.

Lin En jumped down from the grave, held up his monocle, and said:

"As expected, grandpa's grass is still lush. Even though he was very young, he was a strong man. After his death, he will be half a head taller than the others!"

Lin Ying couldn't help but hugged the bundle of grandfather's grass, wiped her tears and said:

"Grandpa will blame me!"

Lin En sat down cross-legged, held the medicine bottle in his hand, and said:

"Don't worry, we just borrowed some grass from grandpa and didn't dig his grave. It's too late for the old man to be happy to see the two children so healthy. Look, isn't grandpa still smiling at us?"

Linn pointed in the direction of the tombstone.

Under the moonlight, the gray-white photo looked at them cheerfully, unusually kind.

"..."

Lin Ying knelt down and sat down, holding the bundle of grass in her arms.

"Remember to burn some paper another day...I'll keep the grass first..."

Linn nodded and gave a thumbs up.

"That's right."

Then Linn didn't waste any more time and carefully placed the bottles and jars in front of her, and introduced the different uses of those vessels to her one by one.

Then he put his grandfather's grass in the jar and crushed it hard.

"Refining medicine is not a simple matter, but as long as you learn to control the heat and master the proportions of different materials, practice makes perfect, and the most important thing is that you must be able to discover the secrets contained in each material. Qi, so that you can get twice the result with half the effort when refining medicine.”

"There are many ways to see Yin Qi, let alone the method of hell. Even if the material of Blue Star is made of cow, it is a very spiritual thing, so its tears can indeed let you see to a certain extent. Dirty things, especially newborn calves, are most effective, so in fact, many of our folk legends are not all false. "

Lin Ying watched his grinding technique carefully.

“But where can we find cow’s tears now?”

Lin En said attentively:

"I'm just telling you a possible method. I'm not asking you to find it now. However, if you have the opportunity to encounter hell creatures, collecting a little body fluid from their bodies will most likely have the same effect."

Said.

Lynn held out her hand.

tui~

Lynn: "I am a creature from hell, here you go!"

Lin Ying's expression was empty.

Looking at the liquid.

Liver tremor.

"Can I not use your phlegm?"

"There's so much bad stuff going on."