For some reason, she always felt that this Lin Erlang was very dangerous, and she had a feeling of being targeted by him.

"You'll go up the mountain with me in a moment." Jiro approached her like a beast closing in on his prey.

He still doesn't feel at ease with this woman at home, so he wants to go up the mountain and take it with him, so he can observe it nearby.

As he approached, Lu Ziling felt that the air around her was cold, she couldn't help but take a half step back, and said vigilantly: "I, I still have to cook." ”

"Make more in the morning and come back before dinner." Erlang blocked the back road and didn't give her room to refuse.

and the eldest brother dared to go up the mountain, but he refused to do so, this realization made Erlang a little unhappy, he frowned, and released an irresistible coercion around him.

Lu Ziling also understood that the refusal was invalid, so she could only order unwillingly, "Then I'll cook now." ”

A strong sense of crisis struck her again.

It's not that she hasn't been alone with Erlang, she hasn't resisted so much when she went to the town to buy medicine, but since she saved Dalang from the mountain, she keenly felt some changes, Erlang was cold to her before, it was a sense of distance from strangers, but after the mountain, Erlang was a temptation and defense against her without a trace.

Her body couldn't help but become strong and light under the nourishment of the spiritual spring, and her five senses were also very sensitive to human beings, and she had a natural foreknowledge of danger.

Lu Ziling came to the kitchen after washing, and while making breakfast, she wondered if Erlang had really discovered her secret.

Now assuming the worst outcome, if he knew, how could she protect herself?

Even if he won't do anything to her for the time being because of Shiro's leg, what about Shiro's leg when it's healed? No one can say what will happen.

In the long river of history, superstition is a belief rooted in people's hearts, and the short-lived ancients could not accept new things, so there was a theory of ghosts and gods, if my matter was revealed by Erlang, to greet her, I am afraid that only to be burned alive.

But if she runs away now, where can she go? What will happen to the end?

No, she now has the capital to escape, and as soon as the herbs in the space are sold, she will definitely be able to support herself and find a place to hide away from the Lin family......

But、What about Shiro?

Although his wounds have healed, if he does not recover well in the later stage, he will definitely not be able to walk like a normal person.

She is a doctor, how can she leave her patients and run away!

No, she can't go, and even if she does, she has to wait until Shiro recovers before leaving.

Time flies, no matter how slow she cooks, the meal is still ready.

Erlang sat at the dining table expressionlessly, she frowned and put the meal on the table, and the two of them were silent and relatively speechless.

Erlang ate quickly, the rice paste that had just come out of the pot, he stirred it a few times casually, the Adam's apple moved slightly, grunted a few times, the bowl was empty, he put down the dishes and chopsticks and sat aside, staring at her with heavy eyes.

Lu Ziling's eyes were nervous and peeked at him, and crashed into her deep eyes, the sky was already bright, the kitchen door was facing east, and the yellow morning light fell on Erlang, who was sitting at the back door, as if he was wearing a warm coat.

After a closer look, I found that Erlang's facial features are very detailed, just like a masterpiece carefully carved by a master, the scar on his face gives him a distressing mutilated beauty, his eyebrows are not thick or light, with perseverance and decisiveness between his eyebrows, a pair of eyes are as deep as the night sky, mysterious and boundless, leading people to sink deeply, his lips are very thin, slightly pursed, with a hint of coldness.

"If you've seen enough, eat." The thin lips moved slightly, throwing out six words, and the tone was faintly bantering.

Lu Ziling's head banged instantly, there were only cold and thin lips in her eyes, and nothing else could be heard in her ears, her white and tender face began to redden, and became more and more red, so red that it seemed to drip blood in the end.

"Huh! Ready? Saburo smelled the smell of rice and felt sleepy.

The Lin family's house is very large, divided into the front and back yards, the front yard is occupied by people cooking, the backyard grows vegetables and goes to the toilet, the houses in the front yard are built in two rows, and there are three houses built with the door facing east, which are Shiro's room, Dalang's room, and the kitchen, and the two rooms built facing west are Erlang Lang and San Langlang.

Saburo slept on the scent but was woken up by a soak of urine, I wanted to solve it casually in the front yard, but I thought of Da Lang's warning not to let the bare shoulders urinate anywhere, so I forced myself to urinate helplessly to go to the backyard, a urine refreshed, he was sleepy and went to most of it, passing by the kitchen but smelling a smell of rice.

Got a meal so early?

Big brother's cooking isn't so fragrant, right?

He had never seen his second brother cook.

He looked at the rising sun in the sky, it was impossible for that woman to get up so early!

As soon as he reached the kitchen, he found that the second brother and the woman were eating at the same table, and what was even more annoying was that the woman was motionless and looked at the second brother as a nymphomaniac.

Lin Sanlang's words made Lu Ziling come back to her senses instantly, she hurriedly lowered her head, and her head was about to fall into the rice bowl.

"I went up the mountain with her, and the food was left." Jiro reverts to being an Iceman.

"No way!"

San Lang refused without thinking about it, she went up the mountain yesterday, the eldest brother was almost bitten to death by a snake for her, she went up the mountain again, wouldn't the second brother also lose his life, he resolutely disagreed.

Lin Sanlang's words were good news for Lu Ziling, she didn't want to go, and she had no choice but to agree because she couldn't refuse.

"Or, I'll go another day." Lu Ziling's tone carried a hint of expectation.

"No way!"

The Lin brothers said in unison.

Lu Ziling was dumbfounded, weren't these two brothers still dividing just now, why did they suddenly become in the same camp, it's not scientific!

Lin Saburo glared at her, "You never want to go up the mountain and harm our brothers!" ”

"Go today!" There was undeniable firmness in Jiro's faint tone.

Lu Ziling stirred a few grains of rice in the bowl angrily with chopsticks, feeling that she had misunderstood.

This is equivalent to someone giving you such a choice: one starves to death, and the other dies.

In addition to the difference in death, the two choices are still the same, and I can't see her well!

……

Naturally, San Lang still succumbed to the majesty of Erlang, which made Lu Ziling have a feeling that Erlang was the real ruler of the Lin family.

Lu Ziling followed Erlang slowly with a small basket on her back, always feeling that she was walking on the Huangquan Road, and when she arrived in the mountains, Lin Erlang dug out her secret and shot her to death with an arrow.

"Erlang, go up the mountain! This is the godsister you recognize? It was a woman who looked to be in her fifties, and as she spoke, she looked at Lu Ziling quietly.

Lu Ziling thought that Erlang would nod his head in greetings at most, but he didn't expect Erlang to draw a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jiro said, "Hmm! Aunt Zhang, are you feeling better? ”

Lu Ziling was so surprised that her jaw was about to drop, this Lin Erlang cherished his brothers so much, how could he have such a good attitude towards this woman.

"That's it, since Xiao Wan ...... Don't talk about it, be careful on the road. Aunt Zhang stopped talking, and a touch of sadness flashed in her eyes.

Lin Erlang nodded, "I'll send some firewood over in a few days." ”

"No, no." Aunt Zhang hurriedly waved her hand and refused.

The better Erlang treats her, the more guilty she will be!

Lu Ziling looked at Aunt Zhang's staggering back, and her curious gaze fell on Lin Erlang again.