Chapter 43: Good Sisters

Is she really inferior to a twelve-year-old girl?

She was very smart in her last life, and she must be even smarter in this life!

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Therefore, there is only one possibility why Huang Rong is smarter than her!

"You look like a twelve-year-old innocent girl on the surface, but in fact, the soul inside is an uncle or aunt who is almost thirty years old, right?" Yi Lin pressed Huang Rong's shoulder and looked at Huang Rong with expectant eyes.

Even if she is as smart as Huang Rong, she is ignorant of this brain hole that transcends the times, tilting her head, looking at her, her big eyes blinking, cute.

The eyes seemed to be able to speak, and said, "Sister, what are you talking about, why can't I understand?"

"It's useless to sell cute!" Yilin said with a serious face: "Because I'm more cute than you!

Huang Rong snorted, looking puzzled, not knowing why.

Yilin also looked at Huang Rong, the expectation in her eyes, she was very much looking forward to Huang Rong being able to say that she was a big ...... Forget the uncle, it's okay to share the same bed for two days, a woman who is nearly thirty years old can't be called an aunt, it should be said that she is an eldest sister.

"Is Sister Yilin's soul an uncle or aunt who is almost thirty years old?" Although Huang Rong didn't understand, she instinctively grasped the point.

Yi Lin's eyes widened, the color in her eyes was rich, and then she covered her barren chest, oh no, it was her chest, and took a few steps back. She felt that her heart was cramping, and every word Huang Rong said was like a sharp sword, piercing her heart again and again.

She counted, about twenty swords, twenty swords, Yi Lin lowered her head, and clearly saw that her heart had been stabbed and rotten.

Thirty years old, in her previous life and in this life, she is almost thirty years old, an age that can be called uncle by a child of Huang Rong's age. However, when he died in his last life, he was still a pink high school student who didn't grow a beard, and now he is even more pink than before.

But her heart, her heart...... Hey, her current mental age doesn't seem to be much older than Huang Rong...... Wouldn't that be even more sorrowful?

"Xiao Rongrong, let's go to the bar, I want to drink Du Kang!" Bai has lived for nearly thirty years, and the uncle, who is still a minor in body and mind, snorted his nose, his face was melancholy, so sad, how to solve his worries, only Du Kang.

Huang Rong's eyes lit up, her father had always forbade her to drink, but it aroused her rebellious psychology and was very interested in such things as wine.

However, when she was on Peach Blossom Island, the wine was hidden by her father, and she didn't have a chance to drink it, but this time she came out ...... She is not a little girl who doesn't know anything, she still knows some common sense of self-protection when walking outside, and if she gets drunk and is accidentally abducted, it will be too stupid.

And now, with Yilin's ability, she can definitely protect her.

After a while, the look in Huang Rong's eyes dimmed again, and she sighed: "This is a desert island, and there is no place to sell wine at all." "After leaving here, I will definitely go back with my father, and after I am separated from Sister Yilin, I will have no chance.

"Hey, you're wrong. Yi Lin looked at the sky from afar, and said a little unfathomable: "Where there are rivers and lakes, there is wine." ā€

Huang Rong's smart head is naturally easy to understand, but he didn't expect it because he came out for the first time and lacked experience in the rivers and lakes. There are so many people from the rivers and lakes here at this dragon slaying meeting, and there will definitely be no shortage of wine, and when the time comes, it will not be much difficult to get a little bit of it by means to taste the taste.

It's just that...... Huang Rong asked, "Can Sister Yilin drink?"

"No problem, the five precepts of the Hengshan faction, one precept is to commit disobedience, the second precept is to kill each other, the third precept is to kill innocents, the fourth precept is not upright, and the fifth precept is to make friends with evil spirits, you see, it didn't say that you are not allowed to drink bars, so it's no problem!" Yi Lin patted her barren chest and said confidently.

In order to prevent her dear sister Yilin from embarking on the road of no return, Huang Rong nodded: "This seems to be the precepts of the rivers and lakes, in addition to the Hengshan sect, it is also a nunnery, and there should be the precepts of the monks." ā€

In an instant, Yi Lin was like a frosted eggplant.

It's not that she doesn't understand, otherwise she wouldn't have been a vegetarian since she came down the mountain, insisting on not getting meaty.

In fact, she likes to eat meat, although she was a picky eater in her previous life, she preferred to be a vegetarian, and rarely ate meat, but doesn't it mean that people have that kind of inferior root nature, especially eager for things that cannot be obtained? Yilin is naturally just a mortal, and she also has this kind of inferior root nature, she didn't like it very much before, but now she can't eat it, and she craves it.

If she is a nun who has never eaten meat, it is fine, but she has already opened meat in her previous life, and she has delicious memories of all kinds of meat and seafood in her head.

Looking back now, after thirteen years of not touching meat, the taste of fish in her memory has been blurred. And for things that can't be obtained, people are easy to beautify them in memory, and the vague taste is even more attractive after processing it with her little head.

It's a pity that she has been a nun all her life and can't eat meat...... If, if she becomes a lay disciple instead, she should be able to eat meat, and she can continue to stay in Hengshan.

Just when she was thinking about Meimei, a bitter and unpleasant smell wafted in, Huang Yaoshi came over with two small jars, and handed one to her and Huang Rong: "Drink it, your health is good, drink another pair at night, and you will almost be cured." ā€

Seeing that Lao Huang's medicine was decocted, Yilin realized that she and Huang Rong had been making a fuss for so long.

"It's so fast, since I was a child, it's the first time I've found that time flies so fast. Yi Lin was thinking about it, Huang Rong had already blurted out, she couldn't help but want to say, 'Do we have a soul in our hearts', but thinking about it, she still didn't say it, and she was a little shy.

Yilin pretended to be an adult, with a thick voice, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Girl, you are still young, this 'big' word is not appropriate." ā€

"I'm still young, Sister Yilin is already a thirty-year-old uncle and aunt, and she's old, hey......" Huang Rong also patted her shoulder, shook her head, and sighed.

Yi Lin's face darkened: "Don't talk about this, we're still good friends!"

"Don't make a fuss, drink it quickly, the medicine is only effective if you drink it hot, hurry up, hurry up." Huang Yaoshi urged.

The medicine is bitter, looking at something very bitter, so that Yilin and Huang Rong both frowned and looked at each other, and finally Yilin was very happy, pushed out the medicine jar and touched it: "It's done! A mouthful!" and then grunted, lifted the jar and poured it into his mouth.

Huang Rong naturally did not show weakness, and also gurgled and poured bitter water, and the two of them insisted on drinking the medicine to make the heroic momentum of drinking, and Huang Yaoshi couldn't cry or laugh.

Drinking a small jar of medicine in one go, Yilin's little face was twisted into a ball, and her tongue was sticking out.