Don't throw away the fish fry you picked up

Lin Qing sat in the pool for a while, and he didn't leave the pool until it was getting dark.

A red dress slowly fell to the ground with his movements, and the blue hair was still stained with crystal clear water droplets, with a beautiful face and a cold banishment.

Before leaving, he thought of the few beads placed by the pool, but forgot about them.

He bent down to pick it up again, his white jade-like fingertips landed on the beads, and a coolness came slowly.

Picking up the beads and hiding them in the storage bag, he got up, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yuebai Yu reappearing behind the lotus leaf, staring at him like this.

This made him very strange, but he figured it out after a while.

The bead belongs to this fish, although I don't know what it is, but seeing it lying on the bead before, it may be its playful baby.

Thinking about this, he took a light twist from the storage bag and said, "I'll leave this one to you, I'll borrow the others first, and I'll return them to you later." Throw it into the pool, get up and leave.

As soon as the moon white fish saw the bead entering the water, it hurriedly swung its tail to meet it, held the bead in its mouth when it was about to fall to the bottom of the pool, and then swam up again.

But it just reached the surface of the water, but it only saw Lin Qingliu's figure, and the crabapple on the red dress danced slowly with his movements, very beautiful.

It swam a little towards the edge of the pool, put the bead in the pile of stones, and then went to see Lin Qing again, feeling a little disappointed.

After a while, it entered the bottom of the water, pushed and moved a few more beads and put them among the stones, and then lay down on top of it.

Lin Qing didn't know anything about the scene in the pool, he arrived at Tianzhi Pavilion after Yujian dozens of miles away.

It was already night now, compared to the hustle and bustle during the day, the Tianzhi Pavilion looked much cooler after nightfall, with only a few monks here.

He entered inside familiarly, and stopped when he came to the disciple of Tianzhi Pavilion who specially recorded the missions received, and looked down at the scroll in the disciple's hand of Tianzhi Pavilion.

Seeing that many numbers on the scroll had been marked with red circles, they were obviously picked up by other monks, and most of them were simple tasks with good rewards.

He is also used to it, and after closing his eyes, he said in a low voice: "Is there any vacant mission?"

"Huh?" The Tianzhi Pavilion disciple was sorting out the scrolls, and didn't notice anyone in front of him for a while.

At this time, after being called out like this, I came back to my senses a little bit. I looked up and saw Lin Qing, and said with a smile: "If you have it, you have it, but the reward is very low. It depends on whether you want it or not." have no choice.

Most of the people in Tianzhi Pavilion also recognized Lin Qing. It was because this man was so conspicuous in red, and he had such a cold appearance that people dared not even approach him.

The number of missions received is also very high, and I can recognize them all over time.

Seeing this, Lin Qing responded lightly. He naturally knew that there were very few missions that could be obtained in the night, and some of them were just extremely bad ones.

He has long been used to it, took the scroll and looked at it carefully.

There are only a few lines left on the scroll, but fortunately there are still some left, so it won't be an empty trip.

Just as he was carefully looking for a suitable task, footsteps came from behind him.

There are so many monks who come and go in Tianzhi Pavilion every day, even in the middle of the night.

With so many people, no one dared to make trouble in Tianzhi Pavilion, so he didn't care about it, maybe they just came to accept the task as well.

It was only with the sound of footsteps approaching that there was even a sense of warmth, he subconsciously backed away to avoid the people behind him, then looked back and found that it was Song Yilun who he saw half a month ago.

"Where have you been in the past few days? How can you expect half a month to come?" Song Yilun didn't feel any discomfort when he avoided him, but liked it very much. His eyes fell on the scroll in his hand, and he said again: "You Why did you come to pick them up now, all the good ones were picked up by other monks, and now there are only some rotten fish and shrimps left."

As he spoke, he flicked some of the scrolls beside him, as if he was looking at the remaining quests.

Lin Qing didn't respond to him, but picked a task of catching a cloud silk bird on the scroll, "How long is the time limit?"

"Catch it within three days." Tianzhi Pavilion took the scroll and made a circle on it, which was considered a decision.

Just like that, Lin Qing stopped his movements, turned around and left.

This cloud silk sparrow is not very useful, but it is beautiful and gorgeous with wings, and is used by some craftsmen to make step hair accessories.

Because the places where birds come and go are random, there is no fixed location.

As a result, it takes a lot of effort to find the birds. Birds are easy to catch, but the difficulty lies in not knowing where to catch them.

The pay was not bad, so he took it.

Song Yilun, who was standing by the side, saw that he was about to leave, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and said with a smile, "Caique's reward is only a few third-grade spirit stones, why are you still taking it?" Somewhat unhappy.

But he didn't know what he was thinking at the back, he looked at Lin Qing with a smile, and said in a low voice: "Otherwise, I picked up a good one today, you come with me, we will get five or five points, What do you think?" While talking, he went to take the scroll from the disciple of Tianzhi Pavilion.

"No need." Lin Qing was somewhat displeased at being stopped by him like this, but his face was still as cold as before, and he said again: "Thank you for your kindness, I have something to do, so I will leave first." But he turned and went out the door.

Seeing this, Song Yilun quickly chased after him, but he saw Lin Qing had already left with his sword when he got to the door, leaving only a bloody figure.

Looking at the people who left, he cursed in a low voice full of displeasure, and then slammed the door frame heavily, "It's really hard to get in." After saying that, he snorted coldly.

I thought that this Lin Qing was just as cold and cold on the surface, and he should be as despicable as the other casual cultivators in his heart, and he would drill up if he got benefits.

I didn't expect it to be a hard bone.

But it is also true that he has more and more thoughts on Lin Qing.

And Lin Qing knew more or less these thoughts of his, and the frown between his brows became more and more serious, and it took a long time to let out a foul breath.

In the past, it wasn't that no one had taken advantage of him. If he hadn't gained some strength through continuous cultivation, this face might have killed him first.

After he left, he did not return to Qingyun Mountain, but went to Jingtaowu.

Jingtaowu is surrounded by mountains, and there are peach blossoms in the dock. It is a place specially for monks to buy and sell.

Although it is not comparable to the ghost market, it is still a good place, and occasionally you can find some useful things.

But after a while he arrived outside Jingtaowu, the gatekeeper was waiting outside.

He has been here a few times, and entered the dock after handing over the entry token.

The inside is no different from some markets outside, it is overcrowded.

It was already night at this time, but Jingtaowu was still buzzing with people and it was very lively.

Lin Qing put away the sword and found a small attic all the way. There was some noise in the building, and there were constant quarrels coming from inside.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and the noise also came out together, and a person came out from inside, cursing vigorously at this time.

"What, this piece of mine is definitely a high-quality black jade. I bought it at a high price. If you say it is low-quality, it is low-quality. You are fooling me!"

"I see that you just want to pay a low price, and you say that on purpose, mother Xipi!"

The man spat towards the door as he spoke, and left after a while.

The guy inside the door was obviously used to it, he closed the door and went inside without saying anything.

Lin Qing also walked in together. This small attic is engaged in the business of setting prices for treasures and fairy products, and often encounters these strange troubles.

The small attic is a bit cold, except for a few appraised Taoists, there is nothing else.

He glanced around, found a random place and sat down, and saw the white-haired old man in front of him was wiping a tiny bead.

The shape of this bead is somewhat similar to his, but in terms of color and luster, it is not comparable to his.

But he didn't think too much, reached out and tapped the table, and whispered: "Is it still open?"

"Of course." The white-haired old man smiled when he heard what he said, and at the same time pushed all the beaded cushions on the table to the side, and said again: "I don't know what you want to order, can you let the old man have a look."

Seeing this, Lin Qing didn't make a sound, took a bead from the storage bag and put it on the table, said: "I picked up a bead in the poisonous fog forest a few days ago, it looked good, I want to know what kind of bead it is. "The words fell and pushed the beads over again.

"Oh, beads?" The white-haired old man became serious after hearing these words, no longer as lax as before.

He picked up the round bead, looked at it and murmured in a low voice, looking divine.

But he didn't know what he saw, a stream of light flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared after a while.

He shook his head, and said in embarrassment: "This bead is of the highest quality in terms of color and luster, but I can't see anything with my clumsy eyes. Otherwise, fellow Taoist, wait a moment, and I will ask my wife?"

"Alright." Lin Qing responded lightly when he heard this, and at the same time took the beads in his hand.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man's face darkened slightly, and after a while, he nodded with a smile, turned around and went inside.

After he left, Lin Qing didn't stay any longer, got up and left the small attic.

He naturally saw the white-haired old man's glance just now, obviously he recognized what the bead was.

But later he said that he didn't know, and he still had to go inside, which is not a good thing after all.

Facts proved that he had guessed correctly, but just as he went out, several people poured out of the room, and surrounded the location that he had just identified.

But people have already gone to the empty building, and there is no shadow of Lin Qing.

Another woman in a fine attire came out from behind, and it was Mrs. Aoyue, the owner of the small attic.

She looked around, frowned, and said, "Where's the person?"

"Go back to madam, the person is gone." The searcher hurriedly stepped forward to answer.

Mrs. Aoyue's eyes became cold when she heard that, and then she looked at the white-haired old man beside her, and said: "You said that bead is a weeping bead, really?"

"I don't dare to lie to Madam." The white-haired old man felt dizzy after Madam Aoyue looked at him like this, hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "Although I have never seen a tear bead, I often read ancient books, ditto The recorded Shark Weeping Beads are exactly the same, the nephrite jade is fragrant and cool to touch."

Madam Aoyue frowned more and more when she heard this, she waited for a while before saying: "Then what is life like?"

Although the person ran away, he must still be in Jingtaowu at this moment.

As long as you know what it looks like, you can definitely catch it.

The white-haired old man naturally knew what she meant, but the people who came to Jingtaowu didn't change their appearance after changing their appearance.

Not to mention the appearance, but even the clothes can't be discerned at all.

Thinking about this, he cautiously said: "That person looks ordinary, presumably he took Yi Rong Dan."

"Trash!" Mrs. Aoyue yelled loudly after hearing this, and said again: "If he comes again, he will stay behind no matter what!"

"Yes, yes." The white-haired old man nodded hurriedly, but he didn't dare to offend any more.

The small attic soon fell into silence again, only a few searchers came out the door quickly, in a hurry.

After Lin Qing left the small attic, he hid in the dark. Looking at the people rushing out of the attic, he knew that they were looking for him.

This made him more and more curious, this is just a bead, so it needs to mobilize so many people.

Full of puzzlement, he looked at the bead in his hand again, and whispered: "What the hell is this?"