Don't throw away the fish fry you picked up

This sudden disturbance made him frowned slightly, and after a while, he lowered his eyes and saw a fish lying on his hand.

The moon-white fish body was swimming slowly in the water, and the crystal clear fish scales radiated dazzling light under the ripples.

I don't know if I'm hungry, but I'm gnawing on his fingers with my mouth open.

Looking at this fish, he subconsciously froze for a moment, then murmured: "It's so fat."

The appearance of this fish is very good, but it is a bit fat, even such a beautiful skin can't support its fat body.

What did you eat, how did you get so fat?

He grabbed the moon white fish lying beside him in his hand, ignored its flustered appearance of struggling and beating, suddenly grabbed it out of the water and just stared at it.

"Where did it come from?" He held the fish and looked at it carefully, while still thinking about the origin of the fish.

Obviously he only planted lotus in the pond, nothing else.

But he didn't raise it, but there was such a beautiful fish in the pond, and it was still eating a fat one with big ears.

It was also like this, under Yuebaiyu's constant struggle, he was almost unable to hold it steady, "It's really fat." He said and used both hands to hold it steady.

Yue Baiyu seemed to understand what he said, and didn't struggle any more, just opened and closed his mouth vigorously, and those beautiful pupils were also staring at him closely.

When Lin Qing saw something, he suddenly thought of something, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Could it be the one caught by Nanshan?" While talking, he grabbed the fish and looked around.

Thinking about it this way, he felt more and more that it was the one caught by Nanshan. At that time, he took a small task from the family and went to Nanshan.

While resting by the Nanshan stream, he caught a very small fry, which was no more than the size of a finger at that time, and the fish was all moon white, which he had never seen before.

But because it was too small, he wanted to let it go, but he just dug a lotus pond beside the cave.

There are only lotus plants in the pond and nothing else, and it is not bad to raise tailed fish.

Furthermore, if one day he had the desire to eat, he would catch some fish without having to go down the mountain to buy it at a mortal market.

But after catching it back, he didn't pay any attention to it. Over time, he forgot that he raised such a fish in the pond, and it was still alive and so fat after decades.

Is it okay to eat?

He looked at the moon white fish in his hand and thought of eating it, it was so fat, it would be a pity not to eat it.

Yuebaiyu seemed to have enlightened spiritual awareness and sensed the danger. While Lin Qing was thinking about how to eat the fish, it swung its fat and short tail suddenly, and escaped.

puff-

There was a crisp sound of falling into the water, and the beautiful tail of the fish brushed across the water surface, causing a ripple, and the next moment it went under the water and disappeared.

Lin Qing didn't notice at this moment and let the fish escape. Although it was a pity, he didn't think much about it, and sat back again.

He has been fasting for hundreds of years, so it doesn't matter whether he eats it or not, he just thinks this fish is too fat.

It's strange how it can grow so fat, obviously never fed.

But he didn't think much about it, he got up after taking the clothes that were on the side, put them on and went back to the cave.

At this moment, the sky had already darkened, and the inside of the cave was even darker.

He took the storage bag placed on the stone table, then went to the bed, sat down on it and planned to practice.

The aura in the cave is full of aura, and it is an excellent place for cultivation.

He is not the owner of the cave, but a senior.

But I don't know if that senior found a new cave and abandoned it. It just so happened that he had no fixed place to live, so he naturally took up cultivation.

This occupation lasted for a hundred years, and gradually the cave here became his.

A casual cultivator has no resources at his fingertips and no background, and he doesn't even have a good friend to talk to.

Being able to occupy a cave on the spiritual vein is already the greatest gift to him.

So every time he goes out to pick up missions, he has to set up an enchantment here, and if he is not careful, it may already belong to someone else when he comes back here.

It has been three days since he woke up from the practice, the cave spirit pulse can speed up his practice, but without the elixir, it is only a little faster.

He has entered the Jindan stage for one or two hundred years, but he has been unable to touch the middle stage.

The elixir obtained a while ago has also bottomed out now, it seems that there are still more tasks to be done.

He sighed helplessly, and put the spirit stone in his hand into the storage bag after a while.

There are a lot of things in the storage bag, some scattered things he found on missions, and the spirit stone is placed in a jade box inside.

After tidying up, he left the cave and planned to go to Tianzhi Pavilion to see if there were any tasks he could accept.

As long as he has free time, he will pick up the missions. Casual cultivators are not as good as those disciples who have entered the immortal sect. All his resources can only be relied on by himself. If they are gone, they will really be gone.

Although he has saved a lot over the years, it is still a bottomless pit compared to cultivation, and he dare not slack off in the slightest.

It's only March today, and the weather in the south of the Yangtze River is changeable, with continuous rain.

The semi-thin crabapple he planted by the lotus pond bloomed very well, even in this kind of rainy day, it didn't fail, but became more and more beautiful.

It was already noon when I entered the Tianzhi Pavilion, and many monks gathered in the pavilion.

Most of them are disciples of the major immortal sects who have traveled abroad, and there are also disciples of some family branches.

Among so many monks, it is rare to see a casual monk.

After all, no matter which immortal sect's disciples, they can't be provoked by these casual cultivators. Without backing and strength, they can only come to Tianzhi Pavilion when there are fewer people.

This is also the case, most of the well-paid but simple tasks are picked up by others, and their turn is just some residue.

But even the dregs are excellent in their eyes, because nothing is more difficult than dregs.

Lin Qing usually only came to the Tianzhi Pavilion when it was almost nightfall, and now he just made such a wrong decision because he was very annoyed at being unable to enter the mid-stage Golden Core.

This also made him regret it when he just started. Seeing so many monks inside, he frowned slightly in regret.

The monks in the cabinet are all paying attention to their own affairs, but no one pays attention to him.

But he didn't go in again, turned around and planned to leave, and come back after dark.

"Lin Qing!"

Just as he was about to go out and plan to go back to Qingyun Cave Mansion first, a soft voice came from behind, calling his name.

Just like that, the monks in the pavilion followed the voice and looked towards the door one after another, and saw the monk in red standing by the door at a glance.

Lin Qing naturally also noticed the gazes of everyone, and the frown between her brows became more and more severe, and she turned her head after a long time.

He didn't recognize the person who called him by his name, but he just felt that the white clothes were so familiar.

The Taoist in white came out from among several friends, came to Lin Qing's side, and took a closer look.

At that time in the poisonous mist forest, he only took a look at it from a distance, but he didn't see clearly whether it was round or flat.

When I saw her at this moment, she was really as beautiful as she asked, and there was a lingering coldness in those phoenix eyes, which really moved people's hearts.

Lin Qing was very displeased by such a blatant sizing, but his eyes were still as cold and expressionless as before, and he said after a while: "Fellow Daoist, what's the matter?"

"You don't remember me?" The Taoist in white smiled when he heard his expressionless words, and said again: "Poison Wulin, you and I met once, do you remember?" shoulders.

It's just that after this movement, Lin Qing turned sideways to avoid it, his whole body was indescribably cold.

The white-clothed Taoist stared blankly for a while at his hands being thrown away, but he recovered after a while, withdrew his hands and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, sorry, my name is Song Yilun, and I have no teacher."

"Lin Qing." Lin Qing responded when he heard his self-reported home.

He knew about Wushangmen, but he had never been in contact with it, so he never thought that Song Yilun would find him.

On that day in the poisonous fog forest, the only people he met were those who murdered and seized property. Presumably, this Song Yilun should be one of them, maybe the leader.

Although he didn't have a big impression of this person, he still remembered more or less when he mentioned it at this time.

Knowing that he remembered himself, Song Yilun smiled and said: "You are here to pick up the task, I saw a good one just now, it's just right for you to pick it up." He pointed to the inside as he spoke.

"You don't get rewarded for nothing, thank you for your kindness. I don't want to disturb you if I have something to do." Lin Qing didn't want to have too much involvement with this Song Yilun, but he came to talk after only seeing him once, and what he saw was still the same. The scene of him killing people.

He didn't want to get involved with Song Yilun even more, so he turned and left after a while of rejection.

It seems that I can't come to Tianzhi Pavilion these days.

After leaving Tianzhi Pavilion, he returned to Qingyun Mountain with Yujian.

As for Song Yilun, who was standing by the door, watching his leaving back, his eyes sank, and he didn't come back to his senses until a few friends came over.

"Why did you suddenly chat with him and fell in love with him?" The friend next to him joked.

Song Yilun shrugged with a smile when he heard it, looked sideways, and said, "Just for fun."

"I advise you to play with others." The friend looked at him as if he really wanted to play, and warned him very kindly, and then said: "Although this Lin Qing is just a casual cultivator and has no backing, he still has strength. Don't put yourself in before you play." He patted him on the shoulder as he spoke.

And what he said didn't make Song Yilun shy, on the contrary, he wanted to play more and more. He really wanted to see such a person with his mask ripped off.

Should be fun.

Several people stood by the door for a while before leaving.

As for Lin Qing who returned to Qingyun Mountain, he didn't know Song Yilun's thoughts, he had already returned to the cave to practice.

Since I can't go to Tianzhi Pavilion for the time being, I have to practice first and make plans after a few days.

The moon white fish in the lotus pond is swinging its fat and short tail, swimming happily in the pond.

It's just that when he saw Lin Qing returning to the cave, he swam to the edge of the pool again, and just stared at him helplessly.

Naturally, Lin Qing also noticed it, and when she glanced sideways, she saw the fat fish, and then remembered that there was another fish in her pond.

Anyway, it’s okay, it’s better to bake and eat.

Thinking of this, he walked slowly towards the lotus pond, and a kitchen knife appeared in his hand.

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Note: The moon white is light blue, which refers to the color of the moon.