Chapter 20: An uncle like my father!
Zhang Er had no idea that Ling Xin had used the space to move the stone a little bit.
With the help of Ling Zhifeng and Mu Yuebai, he finally got out.
He was really not hurt at all.
"Thank you!" He thanked them sincerely, and knelt down with his legs bent.
Then he hit the ground with a loud bang.
Where had Ling Xin received such a great gift?
She stepped back in fear.
Mu Yuebai pulled him up calmly: "Don't be so polite, we didn't really help much!"
Even if ten more people came, they might not be able to move the big stone.
Didn't he come out because he tightened his stomach?
"You are my lifesavers, I, Zhang Er, will never forget you!" He knew how dangerous it would be to delay saving him at this time.
The barbarian soldiers killed without blinking an eye, and they could be caught up at any time.
Zhang Er, who was completely disappointed for his brother, did not continue to move forward, but returned to the border town according to his original idea.
He had always wanted to join the army, but unfortunately his brother was worried that there was no one to work at home, so he wouldn't let him go.
Ling Xin gave him a few steamed buns for him to eat on the way.
Just now, she felt that the space had been upgraded.
So... it was right for her to save people, but she also needed the other party to thank her from the bottom of their hearts?
While there was no one around, she took out the custard buns from the bamboo basket: "We may not be able to rest on the way, Dad, you will have to work hard!"
"Hehe..." Ling Zhifeng smiled and nodded, happily putting the custard buns into his mouth.
Pushing the cart steadily with one hand, it did not delay eating at all.
...
At this time, several men in black were checking the corpse of the leader of the barbarians.
"Coach Wu, the cause of death of these barbarians is a bit strange! You see... his forehead clearly pierced all the way through the head, but... there is nothing inside!"
Coach Wu was also puzzled.
The death of these people did not seem to be caused by the method of the shadow.
Then who else could kill these barbarians?
Could there be a force that they were unaware of?
"From what I can see, it looks like the damage was caused by an ice-type hidden weapon, but... I haven't heard of such a capable person."
"No matter who it is, we must kill the Fifth Prince this time and stop him from returning to Capital city!" Coach Wu called his confidant to his side and whispered, "Go to the Barbarian Camp to see Admiral Daba and see if there are any other clues about the Fifth Prince!"
"I'll go right away!"
...
Ling Xin and his team walked for more than ten miles before they got out of the area where the Earth Dragon had turned over.
That was at a bend, and it became a boundary line.
This half of the road was littered with corpses and the road was severely damaged.
The other half was the flat road that had not experienced the Earth Dragon turning over.
On the straight road ahead, no one was visible.
They did not stop along the way, and when it was almost dark, they still did not catch up with the team from Linjia Village.
Ling Zhifeng was afraid that he might not bear to continue walking until it was dark, so they could only settle down in the nearby forest.
"Mom, isn't it unsafe if we are the only ones here?" Erya looked at the darkening sky and huddled on the cart, not daring to get off.
Occasionally, there were calls of wild animals.
"It's too dangerous to rush at night. This place is far from the official road. Even if the barbarians come, they won't find us!" Ling Xin comforted.
"Second sister, mother is so powerful, as powerful as uncle. Don't be afraid with mother here!" In Sibao's eyes, stepmother has already surpassed uncle.
Ling Xin: "..." Uncle?
It seems that Sanbao had mentioned this uncle before?
There was no such person in the original owner's memory.
She tried hard to find him in the book again.
But this uncle did not appear in the first part she read.
Oops... something was wrong!
It is impossible for a family like theirs to produce a great general.
Besides... there were only three brothers in the Lin family, and there were no mention of the fourth brother.
If there was a son that of a great general, wouldn't He Yuhua be very happy?
"Who is your uncle?"
"Uncle is an uncle, an uncle like my Dad!" The child's ability to express was limited.
Ling Xin: "...Okay!" However, she was full of curiosity about this uncle.
She rubbed Erya's hair: "Erya, be good, I will protect you like your uncle!"
"Really?"
"Really!"
Erya secretly raised her head and looked at Ling Xin with her big, watery eyes, full of happiness.
There was no one else around, so Ling Xin made a richer dinner.
Bacon stewed with rice, fried dried tofu, pickled mustard tuber... plus a bowl of bacillus soup.
With Mu Yuebai, an outsider,around, the vegetables could not be taken out.
Not to mention the little kids, even Ling Zhifeng and Yu Qiuxia had never eaten this kind of refined rice.
Each of them happily ate two big bowls.
After dinner, Ling Xin built a simple tent with oilcloth.
The children were naturally excited when they saw the tent, and they jumped around inside for a long time before falling asleep.
Even Mu Yuebai, who usually slept on the cart, fell asleep in the tent.
Ling Zhifeng and Yu Qiuxia slept on either side of the children.
Ling Xin had no place to sleep.
Setting up another tent would not cover up her lie, so she simply lay down next to Lin Ziyuan on the cart.
It was not like she had never slept with him before, and he was a paralyzed man.
She had no psychological burden.
After making sure that the surroundings were quiet, she slipped into the space to check if there were any changes.
As soon as she appeared, Dahei rushed over and circled around her happily: "I'll see if there are any changes in the space first, and then I'll give you some bones to eat!"
After rubbing Dahei, she went around to the backyard.
Behind the SUV, in an area that was originally pitch dark and invisible, a row of houses were built on the flat ground, about 100 square meters in size.
She thought it was just right to use it as a warehouse, so she threw all the things she had taken from the jewelry shop into it.
After feeding Dahei, she brought Lin Ziyuan into the space.
Cleaning him and treating his wounds was what she had to do every midnight.
"For the sake of me taking care of you every day, when you wake up you must not abuse me like in the book, otherwise you would be ungrateful. I have taken good care of your seven little buns, and I am just waiting to hand them over to you when you wake up, and then I will retire..." She kept muttering for a while.
Under her care, in just a few days, the rotten parts of his body have recovered a lot.
She thinks it is the credit of the spiritual spring.
In the past two days, she felt that her physical condition recovered particularly quickly.
Even the seven little refugee-like buns are stronger than before.
And the injury on Mu Yuebai's forehead has also improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
If he continues to get better at this rate, maybe Lin Ziyuan will wake up earlier.
After everything was done, she took Lin Ziyuan out of the space.
At this time, it was just the hour of Hai.
Lying on the cart, Ling Xin couldn't help but sigh: "tsk tak... Look at your profile, I'm afraid you are here to harm people, right? Fortunately, I, an old aunt, have enough self-control.
Lin Ziyuan, you must wake up soon, your married wife is still waiting for you in the Capital City. Then you can live together forever!"
Under the hazy moonlight, how can such a beautiful scene resemble a vegetative person who had been in a coma for many days?
At this time, the crying of girls came one after another, mixed with some begging for mercy.
This voice... is exactly that of Song Wanqiu, the village beauty of Linjia Village.