I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

Yin Fushu didn't care that Lin Lin was still here, and directly dismantled all the ropes that Lin Lin had made. She looked at the nylon rope in her hand that she had never seen before and said, "What is your rope made of? It looks quite strong."

Lin Lin used the system to scan Yin Fushu, and the infrared rays showed normal but no signs of life were detected. This result made her frown slightly.

When she heard Yin Fushu's words, she did not answer, but gave him another injection of anesthetic. The result was the same as last time. Apart from blood flowing out of the needle hole and feeling pain, Yin Fushu had no other reaction at all.

"Ouch." Yin Fushu held his neck and looked back at Lin Lin. "If you don't want to talk, then don't talk. Why did you sneak attack again? You really are not a good person. Otherwise, I will arrest you and bring you to the authorities tomorrow."

"A living dead man without a pulse, do you dare?" Lin Lin looked at her calmly. If she really went to see the official, the one who would be in real trouble would definitely be Yin Fushu.

Yin Fushu was stunned. She didn't know why Lin Lin noticed it. She was obviously as warm as a normal person. "How did you send... Tsk, it's all your fault. You wasted my time. I should be resting now."

Lin Lin looked at Yin Fushu and didn't know why her expression suddenly changed. Her movements became hurried, as if someone or something was urging her: "Are you guarding Song Shixia's tomb or Lin Jin's?"

"It's not yours anyway." Yin Fushu restored the surroundings to their original state. "Don't let me know that you are still doing bad things here, or I won't show mercy next time."

Although she didn't know what those messy things were, she always felt that they were very dangerous. They looked insignificant but could take people's lives.

Lin Lin also understood that if Yin Fushu was here, she would not be able to do anything here, but it didn't matter, this was not the only place where she could do it. She left after taking a sidelong glance, planning to investigate Yin Fushu's weirdness later.

"It's not that I don't want to sleep." Yin Fushu glanced at the sky. It's just that since they are sisters, why did Lin Lin want to capture Lin Jin? "If there is nothing strange about her, I don't want to let her go."

She is a living dead, and Lin Lin is not a normal person either. Taking out so many things out of thin air is like the five ghosts bringing wealth.

Yin Fushu went down the mountain along the path he came from, yawned and continued to sleep to restore his energy.

Ping Wu is the best at tracking among all the Baihe, but she lost Lin Lin. She knew she had lost him, so she hurried back to report. Song Shiqiu knew she had lost him but didn't say much. The system on Lin Lin was indeed not simple.

Ping Wu did not leave the Prime Minister's Mansion. Song Shiqiu knew that she wanted to see Lin Jin: "Go ahead, she still lives in the Bikong Courtyard."

"Thank you, sir." Ping Wu saluted, then quickly left Song Shiqiu's study and headed towards the Bikong Courtyard.

She hadn't set foot in the Bikong Courtyard for three years. It felt like a lifetime ago when she stepped in again. Looking at Lin Jin playing with the cat while digesting food, her eyes became hot: "Girl."

Lin Jin was also stunned when he looked at Ping Wu. Ping Wu had changed a lot compared to Lan Xi. The biggest difference was the scar that ran through his entire face. "Ping Wu? How did you get so badly injured?"

She reached out to touch Ping Wu's face, but she didn't dare to: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurt a little before, but it doesn't hurt now. I'm glad you're safe, young lady." Ping Wu didn't feel bad about her face. Instead, she was glad that the knife just avoided her eyes and she didn't go blind. "Don't cry, young lady. I bought Da Xia three cities with my face. It's worth it."

"What about you? Do you have any other injuries on your body?" Lin Jin wanted to see Ping Wu's skin through her clothes. "Do you usually use ointment to remove scars? Do you feel itchy?"

How could it not itch? Those scars were the result of hyperplasia and a serious illness. From time to time, an itchy feeling would arise from her flesh and bones, tormenting her.

Ping Wu shook her head: "It's all right, girl."

"You're lying." Lin Jin herself was a nursing major, so she knew whether she was itchy or not. "You still want to lie to me even after all this. Why did you have to be Baihe?"

"Don't cry, young lady. Joining the White Crane Army is a reward and trust from His Majesty and the Lord. A white crane in the clouds cannot be caught by a net of swallows and sparrows." Ping Wu looked at Lin Jin's thin body, "Young lady, you must take good care of yourself. How can you work so hard? You have lost weight."

"I may be thin, but I'm in good health." Lin Jin glared at her, "You are the ones who should take care of yourselves."

Lin Jin was happy that the four of them would not be trapped in this mansion as little maids forever, but she also felt sorry for them because they had to face those dangerous enemies every day, battle wits and courage with those people every day, and be in danger every day.

At the beginning, Pingwu was just a little girl in her teens. Three years passed, and she was still a teenager, but Pingwu had lost her childishness. Although she did not become eloquent, she had the steadiness to see through people's hearts.

"I just came here today to take a look at the girl. Now that I have seen her, I should leave." Ping Wu looked relieved as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart. "I wish the girl good health and happiness for the rest of her life."

Ping Wu came and went in a hurry, but Lin Jin felt a sense of melancholy. She didn't feel much at ease, but instead felt a little more worried.

"Ahh." Shi Nian called out twice, but seeing that Lin Jin still hadn't come back to his senses, he could only run onto the roller to vent his energy.

Lin Jin came back to his senses at this point, and looked at Shi Nian, who started to pant after running on the treadmill for a short while. He found it somewhat funny. It turned out that even a cat would pant after three steps if it gained weight.

She smiled and shook her head, then went to knead the dough to make snacks. They would go to visit the grave early tomorrow morning. After all, she was going there as the other party's daughter. Lin Jin planned to make the snacks herself, otherwise she would always feel guilty.

Lin Jin didn't know what kind of snacks the other person liked to eat when she was alive, so she made a portion of peach blossom cake, which is the most popular cake on the market. Since women love beauty so much, she also made a portion of eight-treasure cake that is good for strengthening the spleen and beauty.

She put the cakes in to steam and was wondering if she should do anything else when she saw Tu Huaining coming in from outside the yard with mugwort.

"Huai Ning, why did you come back so late?" Lin Jin wiped the dust off her hands, noticed the mugwort on the other person's hands, and smiled, "It's just right that I can make some Qingtuan."

Tu Huaining was a bit busy today, so she came back a little late, but she didn't expect that Lin Jin hadn't slept yet so late: "What are you doing? It's past the hour of Mao, why are you still here?"

"I'm making snacks. I made peach blossom cake and eight-treasure cake. Now it's just right to make a green rice dumpling." Lin Jin yawned. She felt a little sleepy when she heard that it was past the hour of Mao. "Did it take me that long? The eight-treasure cake took a little longer."

Five hours passed just like that.

"It's enough that you have the intention. Go and have a rest, otherwise you won't have the energy tomorrow." Tu Huaining put the mugwort aside and pushed Lin Jin back to rest.

"Hey, Huaining, why are you a little strange today?" Lin Jin was pushed by her and stood firm by the door when they reached the door. "What's wrong with you? Is there anything I can help you with?"

There's something really wrong with Tu Huaining today.

Not only did he come back so late, but he also seemed like he had something on his mind.

"What happened?" Seeing that she didn't say anything and was staring at him, Lin Jin panicked for a moment, "What, what happened?"

"Do you really want to know?" Tu Huaining no longer had the gentleness he usually had in front of her.

"If it's really inconvenient to say, you don't have to say it." Lin Jin smiled, "But I want you to be happier."

Tu Huaining looked away, not wanting to see her eyes: "I'll tell you tomorrow."