Lin Qian took out her cell phone and pressed it.
Dad Lin asked: "What's wrong? Someone is looking for you?"
As soon as he said this, his daughter turned the phone screen to face him.
"Golden pheasant, a national second-level protected animal, gets sick after eating."
Dad Lin: "Hey! What's the big deal? Throw it away quickly. Don't let some strange people see it and think I keep it for food."
"Who is coming up from our mountain?" Lin Qian said, "Let it stay there. It will go away on its own after a while."
Father Lin bent down, thinking that he couldn't eat it, so it wouldn't matter if he touched it.
"Hey, don't say that these feathers are just different from those of chickens, they are so beautiful."
Wu Jin was so frightened that he froze in place.
What! What! First the rooster showed his authority, then the death threat.
He saw the sarcasm on the faces of chickens nearby.
Don't ask him how he saw it, after all, they are all flat haired animals.
Okay, he has memorized this one, just wait until he recovers and tie it up when feeding.
Wujin's revenge plan is destined to fail.
Just as he was thinking this, he heard Father Lin say: "Then let's eat this one." As he spoke, his hand reached for the rooster that was mocking him.
Haha! So happy!
"This one is good, it's quite fat." Lin Qian patted the chicken's breast, "Let's go home and kill the chicken."
As soon as I got home with the chicken, I met Mrs. Lin sharpening a knife on the porch.
"Hey, are you killing chickens today? Mimi brought back a big carp just now. I think the fish is half dead, so I won't be able to keep it alive. Let's eat the fish first."
Lin Qian:…
Don't kill her backup cook!
"Aqian, why are you running?" Lin's mother saw her running into the house and asked: "Want sweet and sour or braised in soy sauce?"
Lin Qian rushed into the kitchen and saw a big carp that had been pushed to the edge of the pool with its fins.
‘Help me!’
Hurry, take him out and put him in a bucket to raise.
"What? You can't eat it?" Mother Lin had been standing at the door of the kitchen for a few seconds.
"You can't eat it." Lin Qian said: "I don't know what kind of disease this half-dead person has. It's better not to eat it. I'll go to the fish market to buy one tomorrow."
Mother Lin looked at Lin Qian, trying to see something on her face, but her daughter was so normal that nothing showed on her face.
"Okay, let's eat chicken today?"
"Yes, they've all been captured. Don't leave a psychological shadow on it, just kill it."
The two of them were talking here, and Lin's father had already slaughtered the chicken at the door, "Yongmei, bring hot water."
After a while, he shouted again: "Aqian, do you want to leave the hair on the chicken's tail for you to play with?"
"Yes!"
Lin Qian put He Yuan next to the pool and poured a cup of boiling hot water into it.
It's not that there's anything wrong with Lin Qian, it's just that the water is brought back from the mountain.
She squatted down and muttered: "I will send you to the mountain after lunch."
The big carp utters human words, "Thank you! Thank you, immortal!"
Lin Qian stood up and looked at Tianlei squatting on the window sill, "Is there something wrong with him? You can chop him like this and then bring him back. Why don't you put some water in when you chop him."
"That's not possible." Tianlei insisted, "I have my responsibilities."
Lin Qian gave it a thumbs up and said, "If you want to stick to your duties, you shouldn't bring it back."
Tianlei has now learned how people in the village talk, "Hey! Isn't it just for your sake?"
"I am a probationary employee who has so much face?"
"Hey." Tianlei jumped down and nuzzled her, "We are friends."
"You just struck me with thunderbolts more than ten minutes ago."
Tianlei changed direction and meowed away towards Mother Lin.
In the villa where the Liu family's master and apprentice were, Lao Fang and Liu Dajing were circling uneasily.
"The thunder just now made me feel uncomfortable." Lao Fang saw Liu Baihua still sitting firmly on the chair and couldn't help but wonder, "I always feel like someone told me that I must follow the God of Thunder." p>
Liu Dajing also asked, "Master, is it really okay to let such a strong demonic energy go?"
"This goblin is fine." Liu Baihua said calmly, "Okay, you two, stop turning around, Dajing, go practice quickly."
Liu Dajing didn't listen and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, "I always feel uneasy."
Liu Baihua stood up, walked to the bedside, and looked outside with him, "It's a warning from heaven. Human cultivators are too far behind. That's why you will receive such a warning when monsters are going through tribulations."
"Master, since this is a warning, why can you conclude that this monster is fine?"
Lao Fang is here, otherwise Liu Baihua would tell his apprentice directly that this is not an ordinary fairy, but was raised by an immortal.
Liu Baihua changed the subject, "Didn't I say this morning that someone was coming? Why hasn't he come yet?"
"The doorman called before, and the person had indeed arrived at the door, but the doorman said that the person heard the thunder and ran away." Liu Dajing analyzed, "Maybe he followed his heart and chased the monster.
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"There are many people chasing monsters." Lao Fang said, "I just contacted the team leader below, and all the cultivators in Qingning City who can do it are chasing them."
Liu Baihua shook her head.
"Mr. Liu." Lao Fang walked up to him, "I remember your attitude towards goblins before. Why would you let this goblin go now? I'm not suspicious. Could it be that this goblin has some connection with you?" p>
"Indeed." Liu Baihua said, "That's right. I have indeed seen this goblin before."
"Sir, you said that those who are not my race must have different minds. If they gain power, human cultivators will inevitably be oppressed by them. What's more, the social order will be disrupted and ordinary people will suffer.
You once said that you would rather kill by mistake than let go, why are you not moving now?"
Liu Baihua looked at him impatiently, "Am I sure my idea is right? Am I a god?"
Lao Fang choked, what are these words!
Aren't you the number one cultivator? "If your ideas are not right? Then who should we listen to?"
"Listen to yourself." Liu Baihua said, "Practitioners practice their own way from beginning to end. What does it have to do with others? Why do we have to listen to others?
Dajing, come here and do his ideological work."
Liu Dajing sighed.
He pulled up a stool and sat down by the window, counting the rainy days in his mind.
When the sky finally cleared up, Liu Dajing looked at the time and saw that it had been cloudy for more than three hours.
How can a thunderstorm pass in more than three hours? "Master, look at the sky."
The sky is clear and the sun is out.
"Is this not successful?" Liu Dajing asked. When his master went through the tribulation, it took more than ten hours.
What experience does Liu Baihua, a person who has only survived one thunder catastrophe, have? Liu Dajing also thinks so, and most likely he did not succeed.
If it was because the cultivators failed to cause trouble, I don’t know if the immortal would be angry.
Just when Liu Baihua had a headache, another call came from the doorman.
"It's the same lady who came before. She's back again. Do you want to let her in?"