The Museum of Beasts

　　 Qing Pheasant looks old, but he is sincere and very talkative. After going back and forth, he and Lin Jin actually talked to each other, and took the initiative to learn about the current affairs of the Middle-earth, and the conversation was full of passion. Lin Jin also told about the current situation, the green pheasant looked surprised, and he was intoxicated.

　　 When I heard that there were no immortals in Middle-earth, but the way of blood and animal pets flourished, the green pheasant also stared round eyes.

　　 "What is the principle of this blood contract?"

It can be seen that this old man is also a ponderable character. The blood contract is not a secret. The Middle-earth is almost universally known. Lin Jin told the green pheasant. The latter listened carefully, sometimes pondering, sometimes nod.

　　 Unconsciously, both of them have forgotten the time. Counting time, it is already late at night.

At this moment, there was a crisp bird song outside. It seemed that a bird on a branch called lonely. It was very random, but the old man Qing Pheasant was obviously taken aback when he heard it. He immediately counted the time, followed by a Pat the forehead.

　　 "Mr. Lin, I didn't expect it to be so late." He hurriedly got up while speaking.

　　 Lin smiled: "It's okay, I can't sleep anyway. It's fine to talk for a while."

　　 The old green pheasant glanced out the window unintentionally, and then he said, "It's getting late, Mr. Lin rests earlier. The green pheasant won't bother you, so let's leave."

　　 Lin Jin saw that the old man had something to do, so he didn't say much, just responded, and the other party turned around and walked out.

　　 At this time, a clear breeze rolled up outside the yard. Lin Jin took a look, but the green pheasant was no longer visible. It should be the wind who left.

　　 "Is there something urgent to leave in such a hurry?" Lin Jin murmured to himself, shook his head and prepared to go back to the house.

　　 What the old man Qing pheasant is going to do, Lin Jin is really not interested, but when he was about to go back, his nose moved and stopped.

　　 Demonic air.

　　 Although it was light and mixed with a floral fragrance, it still couldn't hide from Lin Jin's nose.

　　 As a beast appraiser, Lin Jin’s eyes and nose are the most brilliant, plus Lin Jin’s knowledgeable, even some details that people would overlook.

　　 is like the faintly fleeting demonic energy just now.

　　 "Interesting!" Lin Jin frowned, but his eyes were filled with curiosity and playfulness. Obviously, the old green pheasant who was leaving in a hurry should have something to do with the trace of evil spirit just now.

　　 Of course, this is just Lin Jin's guess. It's intuition. I don't know if it is right.

　　 Lin Jin, who was already almost walking back to the house, was curious at this time. He wanted to follow him to see what the old man Qing pheasant was doing, and to find out the source of the evil spirit.

　　 But then I thought about it.

Why bother.

　　 Maybe because of my curiosity this time, I will cause other troubles. After all, I am now a guest in the Xuan Dao Sect, so I can't do so many things.

　　 "It's better to keep a low profile. If you don't be curious or impulsive, there will be no other trouble." Lin Jin had a steady mind at this time, but walked back to the house.

　　 Then he just needs to wait quietly.

Waiting for the real person to use the power of the true immortal to help him refine the purple thunder needle is the biggest gain. When the time comes to help the unicorn beast heal his injury, everything will be well, not only the favor of the Xuan Dao sect, but also the purple thunder needle. Xianbao of the same level.

　　 This is what matters.

　　 went back to the house, poured the brewed tea, Lin Jin began to read the books again.

Although he is half-hearted in the practice of Immortal Dao, he is actually much better than ordinary people. Coupled with the blessing of blood-bonded beast pets, Lin Jin has no problem not sleeping for several days, especially after the battle with Ghost Eye , The spiritual mind is strengthened, even more so.

　　 After watching for more than an hour this time, Lin Jin heard a sudden wind coming from outside, and then knocked on the door.

　　 Listening to the sound, the knocker was obviously anxious, but some seemed to suppress it deliberately.

"Come in."

　　 Lin Jin knew who came from the sound of the wind just now, and there was no one else except Xiaoxian Qing.

　　 As expected, the green pheasant pushed the door in, with some depressive haste.

　　 "What's wrong?" Lin Jin put down the book in his hand and raised his head to ask.

　　 With a plop, the old man Qing pheasant knelt down.

　　 "Mr. Lin, there is one thing you need to do."

Lin Jin hurriedly got up and helped the old man up. Although the other party honored him as his husband, and Chen Xuankong arranged to take care of his disciple, but in any case, the age and state of the family were all placed there, and Lin Jin would not deliberately put it. What shelf.

　　 "What's the matter?" Lin Jin asked carefully, the old man Qing pheasant hesitated again and again, maybe because the matter was really urgent, then he sighed and said, "Mr. Lin, it's true, it's such a thing..."

　　 Blushing, Qing Pheasant said the matter as it was.

　　 Lin Jin listened, looking strange for a while.

　　 No wonder Qing Pheasant hesitated like that just now, and logically speaking, what happened to the disciples of Xuan Dao Sect should be the first time to ask for help from the sect, rather than to the guest himself.

　　 From this point of view, it is certainly unusual for the pheasant to help himself.

　　 I heard that, as expected.

　　 It turned out that the green pheasant couldn't bear to be lonely in the past years and met a female demon.

　　 Outside the territories, there are not only immortals, but many demon cultivators are also thriving here. Although many of them are beasts with undeveloped intelligence, there are also demon cultivators who have developed their spiritual intelligence and have obtained superb cultivation methods.

What 　　 Qing Pheasant knew was a thousand-year-old Oriole demon.

　　 In other words, it is a bird.

　　 This female demon has cultivated for thousands of years, and has long been able to transform into a human form, and the cultivation is not weak ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ After getting acquainted with the green pheasant, they actually regarded each other as confidants and formed partners.

However, Xuan Dao Sect is a great school of immortality. Although I can't help making friends with the demon cultivator, it is still too exciting and extraordinary to form a partner and fellow cultivator, so of course the green pheasant has to hide it from the sect. , On weekdays, I meet with the Huangying Demon in private to resolve each other's loneliness.

Today is also the day of this pair of miserable mandarin ducks’ private meeting. It’s just that the green pheasant had a good time with Lin Jin and forgot the time. This made the straightforward Huang Ying Yao unhappy and came to remind him that it was Lin Jin before. The bird song I heard.

　　 This was the end of the matter, but who would have thought that something went wrong afterwards.

"My Taoist couple, she, she offended another powerful monster, but didn't know it. She was injured by that monster before, and she didn't take it seriously. But just now, she suddenly vomited blood and was unconscious. I, I used the spell but it didn’t work, and I don’t know what happened. Seeing that she was dying, I remembered that Mr. Lin is a beast appraiser and possesses the magical power to heal beasts..."

　　 Lin Jin completely understood.

　　 Speaking of it, it was because Lin Jin told Qing pheasant about that matter before, and he made up his mind to come to ask for help.

Lin Jin didn't refuse. As an appraiser, it's normal for him to help when encountering this kind of thing, just like a doctor who treats the disease and saves people. Besides, this green pheasant has asked for a visit. The old man is good, and there is no harm in it. Helping is regarded as doing good deeds.

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