The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

Naturally, they didn't know that Lin Jin and the curator were all alone.

Lin Jin looked at the extremely evil scholar at this moment.

Lin Jin still remembers this extremely vicious scholar's beast pet very clearly.

It looks like a white cat, but it is actually a third-order spirit-devouring beast with all five elements, and it has already revealed the appearance of advanced. Speaking of which, this beast pet is quite special. Before Tier 4, it was mediocre. Even compared with other Tier 3 beasts, it didn't have any advantages, but once it advanced to Tier 4, it would be different.

At that time, the swallowing bloodline is activated, and generally the same-level beast pet is not its opponent at all.

The wicked scholar also doesn't know how to get this spirit-devouring beast. It seems that he didn't know the power of this spirit-devouring beast at first. Otherwise, he should have used special methods to raise it before, and it would not have not entered yet. order.

But for Lin Jin, these are all indifferent things.

A third-order beast pet that has already revealed the signs of advancement, with Lin Jin's current abilities and means, he may not need other external things, and he can advance it only by relying on the pulse-seeking needle art.

"Scholar, I'll take a look at your pet." Lin Jin stretched out his hand at this time, and the scholar hurriedly reminded him that he was afraid that his white cat would scratch Lin Jin, but just as he was about to speak, the black crow over there laughed. : "Scholar, relax, don't forget that Lin Jianshi is the curator's disciple."

The scholar didn't understand what it meant at first, but when he saw that Lin Jin easily held his white cat in his arms, the book immediately understood what it meant.

Black Crow seems to have told him that the curator can suppress all beasts. When he first visited the living room, Hei Crow even let Heiyushen attack, but Heiyushen knelt down halfway.

When he said this, the expression on Black Crow's face was extremely complicated.

At that time, the scholar thought that the black crow was a bit exaggerated, but he really saw the curator and saw that Lin Jin held the white cat in his arms so easily, he believed it.

"Sure enough, a famous teacher came out with a great apprentice!" The extremely vicious scholar murmured.

If nothing else, just this one move can easily subdue the beast pets that suppress other people, and just this one move, you can eat all over the world.

At this moment, this white cat is very well-behaved in Lin Jin's arms, rubbing its head constantly, this extremely evil scholar is stunned, secretly scolding that this stinky cat is not so well-behaved and cute when he is here, how can he be here? In Lin Jianshi's arms, even his temper has changed?

How did he know that Lin Jin had the power to deter the beasts. After spending several days in the beast museum this time, he absorbed a lot of the breath from the museum. This white cat is so docile and obedient.

Holding the white cat, Lin Jin thought for a while, but still took out an elixir. When the white cat saw this, without saying a word, he stuck out his tongue and licked it. Seeing this, Lin Jin laughed and said, "You bastard, I know it's good."

Although Lin Jin doesn't need medicinal pills now, he should be able to advance the white cat, but with medicinal pills, he can be more confident.

This medicinal pill is called 'Spiritual Gathering Pill'. This is not an ordinary Spirit Gathering Pill, but it is refined by Lin Jing with the medicinal formula in the museum. The effect is at least ten times stronger than that on the market.

This kind of medicine was prepared by Lin Jin for Xiaohuo and Bai Yuan. Xiaohuo has now been mixed with the blood of Jade Dragon. Its potential is much stronger than before, but because Lin Jin was at his limit at that time, Xiaohuo The current dharma body needs to be nourished slowly, so I refined some spirit-gathering pills in the museum, and now I have one for this white cat, just to upgrade it in one fell swoop.

The medicinal properties of the elixir are too strong, and it can only be licked bit by bit.

It took a while, so Lin Jin walked towards the coffin bearer while touching the cat's head.

The coffin bearer smiled when he saw Lin Jin coming.

But this one laughing is not much better than crying.

The coffin was set aside. Since the last time Mrs. Guiying cut off the coffin bearer's secret technique under Lin Jin's guidance, the coffin bearer at least didn't need to carry the coffin all the time.

This was unimaginable in the past few decades.

For this alone, it is no exaggeration for the coffin bearer to regard the curator as a great benefactor, not to mention, it is equivalent to saving his life.

Although the person in front of him is not the curator, the curator's disciples also represent the curator.

"Lin Jianshi!" The coffin bearer said something, and Lin Jin waved his hand: "It's okay, I'll help you see the corpse fear!"

After speaking, seeing the coffin-bearer's face startled, Lin Jin knew that he had leaked. It was the first time he saw the coffin bearer, so he should not know the name of his beast pet, but this matter was easily resolved, as if the curator had explained it to him, and he didn't even need to explain it.

Sure enough, the coffin-carrying man made some brains and understood what was going on.

But the next second, the coffin bearer became nervous again, because he saw that Lin Jin was planning to open the coffin with one hand.

The coffin bearer immediately stopped: "Lin Jianshi!"

Lin Jin turned his head in confusion: "Is something wrong?"

"This!" The coffin-bearer thought for a while and said, "My beast pet has a very weird temper and can easily hurt people. Even the owner of the blood contract will often be hurt by it. I'm afraid you don't know Lin Jianshi. The inside story is hurt by it."

When Lin Jin heard this, he smiled and nodded: "Thank you, the corpse is scary, the curator has already told me, you can rest assured, I have my own measure."

Having said that, the coffin-bearer is naturally not good to say anything, but his heart has been hanging, for fear of an accident. After all, in his eyes, although Lin Jianshi is the curator's disciple, he is still too young.

On the other hand, Mrs. Guiying gave the coffin bearer a calm look.

"Old Coffin, this Master Lin Jian has a good mind and knows the name of your beast pet. The curator personally pointed it out. You can rest assured and watch it."

Hearing Mrs. Guiying's words, the coffin-carrying man nodded, but he couldn't put his mind at ease. After all, his corpse fear was different from the evil scholar's white cat.

Lin Jin over there was already clasping the coffin board with one hand, using his arm to forcefully open half of it.

"Good strength!"

The eyes of everyone present lit up. The coffin carrying the coffin was unusually heavy at first glance. Even if it was just a coffin board, I was afraid it would weigh two or three hundred pounds. Lin Jin's body looked thin, but he didn't expect to grab it with one hand.

It's really not that small.

How did they know that although Lin Jin had never practiced any martial arts, but after tempering his body with the pulse training method, the strength of one arm was far more than the normal number of people.

The lid of the coffin was opened, and everyone present looked over.

The beast pets of the coffin bearers definitely belong to the short-tempered category, cruel and bloodthirsty. They have already seen this clearly.

But at this moment, the coffin lid was opened, but it was very quiet inside.

Because of the angle, other people couldn't see the situation in the coffin clearly, they only saw Lin Jin tilted his head to look at it, and then said, "Don't be so shy, come, let me take a look."