"It's best if you can go, this son will interrupt him again!" It was a man in a dark green satin robe who spoke.

His words were like pouring water into hot oil, and they exploded in an instant on the noisy dock, causing quite a stir.

"Isn't this the young owner of Zhang Ji Qian Zhuang!" One of the onlookers revealed his identity.

"That's him!" There was a thick sense of disdain and sarcasm in the speaker's tone.

"He relied on a few stinky money in his family, bullied men and women, and did a lot of bad things in the fish and meat township."

"Why didn't anyone cure him?" There is no royal law in this.

"How to cure it? Do you rule? I heard that his aunt was the county lord's favorite third aunt's wife, and some people were once dissatisfied with his oppression and went to the government to sue him. ”

Hearing this, the onlookers gasped, it was really a character who couldn't be provoked.

That Lin Dalang is miserable this time!

"Da Lang!" Luo Ping saw Lin Dalang clenching his fists, his forehead suddenly throbbing with angry anger, and he hurriedly held down his arm.

They can't afford to mess with this wealth!

"This elder brother is not as good as his younger brother, he is really a turtle with a shrunken head." Zhang Fugui swaggered up to Lin Dalang and said provocatively.

He likes to trample these poor people like ants under his feet, and it is really refreshing to see them struggle angrily but helplessly against him!

Lin Dalang was furious, broke away from Luo Ping's hand, and struck at the arrogant and hateful face with a fist. At this time, Lu Ziling's soft voice sounded in his mind, this family is still counting on you!

He jerked himself awake from his rage, withdrew his fist, and turned to the other side of the dock, away from the madman who had nearly ruined Shiro.

It's not that he doesn't dare to fight, it's not that he doesn't want to fight, he can't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood, and he is not afraid of death, but without him, what will the Lin family do? He also has to watch his younger brothers get married and have children, so he has to endure it, he must endure it, one day, he will make Zhang Fugui pay the price.

Zhang Fugui looked at his back boringly, and spit out, what a coward.

However, can Lin Shilang's legs really walk?

The corners of his mouth curled, revealing an evil and cruel smile, it seemed that he had to 'take care' of that Lin Shilang again.

……

Although there are many kinds of herbs in the mountains, most of them are mixed with wild grasses, as if they are afraid of being found by humans.

Lin Erlang instructed Lu Ziling to only find herbs in a fixed range, and Lu Ziling gladly accepted, because there were many herbs in this fixed range, and she couldn't dig them all for three days, so she naturally didn't bother to look for them elsewhere.

Lin Erlang stood on the side with a focused face, steady and firm, skillfully fingering the arrow, staring closely at the hare grazing five meters away, his ears twitched slightly, only to hear the sound of 'whoosh', the arrow was like a meteor, and the prey had twitched and fell to the ground.

Lu Ziling dug up the herbs for a while, slowly stood up and moved his waist, and saw Erlang shoot a hare with great precision again, and couldn't help but sigh at his hundred shots.

"Why don't you dig a trap to catch a rabbit?" Digging traps is obviously much easier than shooting arrows to hit rabbits.

Jiro walked up to her with the injured rabbit in his hand and pulled out the arrow stuck in the rabbit's body, causing the rabbit's blood to splatter and his clothes stained with blood.

Lu Ziling frowned slightly, and couldn't bear to turn her face, the law of nature is that the law of the weak eats the strong, but she still found it a little difficult to accept the fall of such a fresh life in front of her.

Jiro noticed her expression, frowned, threw the rabbit in his hand not far away, and asked, "Trap?" ”

Lu Ziling turned his head, looked at the doubts between his eyebrows, and wondered, "You only rely on bows and arrows for hunting?" ”

Could it be that the ancients at this time did not know how to use traps to catch prey?

"Hunting is done only with a hunting knife and a bow and arrow." Jiro frowned, what was the trap she was talking about?

Lu Ziling pursed her lips and smiled slightly, and said confidently: "I'll tell you a good way to hunt, and then you will share half of the prey that comes like this." ”

"Half?" Jiro didn't know where her confidence came from, but right now he just felt that her appetite was too big.

Lu Ziling knew that he would not agree at the beginning, and continued: "We can try it first, and after trying, you will know whether I should ask for half of it." ”

Digging traps, except for some effort at the beginning, is basically sitting back and enjoying the success later, provided that no one steals the prey one step ahead of them.

"It's kind of interesting." Jiro came interested.

Subsequently, Lu Ziling told him all the methods and precautions for making traps, and Erlang's expression was a little subtle, and he looked at her in a daze for a long time.

"You're such an amazing woman!"

Lu Ziling smiled and continued to dig her herbs, not because she was magical, but because she was from the world after a thousand years.

"Help!" A frightened cry for help startled away the birds.

Lu Ziling and Lin Erlang glanced at each other.

Lin Erlang instantly picked up the bow and arrow and ran towards the source of the sound, as fast as a flying leopard, Lu Ziling just wanted to catch up, and his voice came from ten meters away, "You stay where you are and don't move." ”

Lu Ziling looked at the depths of the mountains and forests where he disappeared, and couldn't help but worry, could it be that there were fierce beasts there?

She anxiously put the herbs she had dug into the basket, and saw that several hares that Erlang had beaten were scattered on the ground, and there was a small gray hare that was not yet dead, struggling to escape mournfully, and she couldn't bear to see it.

She walked up to the hare, noticed that it had only wounded its hind legs, and after a moment of hesitation, took out the herbs from the basket for the wound, bit it and applied it carefully, and tore off a piece of the skirt to tie it up.

"Little bunny! Don't blame human beings, this world is a world of the jungle, you must hide next time you come out! ”

After she finished speaking, she picked up the little rabbit and hid it in a pile of weeds, not forgetting to cover it with some weeds that covered its smell, and was afraid that it would starve to death, so she hurriedly picked some weeds that rabbits loved to eat and put them in its mouth.

"Hide well, you will definitely grow up safely." With that, she covered the little rabbit with grass and left.

The wounded little rabbit Honghua's round eyes stared at her distant figure, and clear tears flowed out.

Lu Ziling put the rest of the dead rabbits together, and just wanted to sit down and rest for a while, when she heard a rustling sound from the grass not far away, she stood up vigilantly, holding a small shovel in both hands and staring at that place.

I just listened, and with a bang, a man in gray patched clothes was pushed out, and then Lin Erlang crawled out of the grass with a weak face, his face was covered with blood, and he didn't even seem to have the strength to stand up.

Lu Ziling was shocked and hurriedly ran to him, "What's wrong?" ”

Jiro glanced at her, "That person was stunned by the tiger. ”

As soon as she heard the tiger, Lu Ziling's head sank, she hurriedly turned over Erlang's body, only to see that the large and small wounds on his body were constantly bleeding, the most fatal was on the stomach, and the tiger bit away a large piece of flesh, and the intestines were about to be pulled out.

Lu Ziling is Meng, put it on now, this wound is not serious, it is enough to stitch up the wound after taking a tetanus shot, and after stopping the bleeding, it is a problem to stop bleeding, let alone treat the wound, let alone tetanus.

"Serious?" Jiro's bleeding lips were gray, and he asked with joy or sadness, as if it was not himself who was seriously injured, but an irrelevant person.