The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

Lin Jin has done what the shopkeeper has done to the extreme.

Jia Qian was stunned for a moment, then nodded helplessly.

She could see that Lin Jin was not joking, that he really wanted to hand over the job of managing the logistics department to herself.

This is the fat difference that many people dream of.

Master Lin naturally knew that this was a very important position, so why did he leave it to himself?

you still need to ask?

Jia Qian quickly understood.

In the beginning, it was Dong He. When Dong He managed the logistics department, he was in a mess and didn't get it right. Later, it was Zhang Youdu, who made the logistics department even more futile.

In such an important place, the two stewards are all of this virtue. I believe that Master Lin, as the president, must be quite a headache. As Master Lin said just now, he has no suitable candidates.

Come to think of it, it's not that there really isn't, but that Lin Shi can't trust anyone else.

Because Master Lin trusted himself, he gave this burden to himself. Master Lin hoped that he could properly rectify the key area of ​​the logistics department.

What kind of trust is this?

Jia Qian suddenly felt that the burden on her shoulders was much heavier.

But she didn't refuse, after all, Master Lin had already spoken.

Since Jia Qian went to Lin Jin's hall, she already knew that Lin Jin's achievements in beast detection were so high that she was much more powerful than she thought.

Moreover, Jia Qian has also heard people say that Lin Jin has an extremely powerful teacher, so he can make rapid progress in a short period of time. Of course, his talent is unparalleled.

Jia Qian is already satisfied that she can study with Lin Jin. She will not waste this opportunity. It can be said that it was Lin Jin who pulled her back from the falling state in the past, so no matter what Lin Jin asked her to do, She will do her best to do it.

Since she taught her such an important thing this time, she would definitely do it well.

It's just that Jia Qian didn't know that Lin Jin didn't even think about what she thought.

Lin Jin also knew what Zhang Youdu did when rectifying the logistics department. As for the rest, Lin Jin didn't think much about it at all. He was not a good manager.

Lin Jin's main focus now is still on beast detection.

At the same time, the southern border city of Yulong Kingdom, Weicheng.

The paddy fields around Weicheng are fertile and there are many lakes and rivers. For most of the year, reeds form a piece and stretch out endlessly, hence the name Weicheng.

There are three famous lakes outside the city, Jiuqu Lake is one of them.

Jiuqu Lake is more like a winding river, with large reeds dividing the lake into a maze-like river channel. It is the boatman who often fishes in the lake and sometimes gets lost, so Jiuqu Lake There are very few people coming to the lake, and there are often people who go missing here, and there are no dead or dead, so even people who make a living by fishing, if they can't go, they won't go.

Even, no one can really find out how big the Jiuqu Lake is. First, the water potential here is indeed sinister, and secondly, it is foggy in Weicheng. On this side of Jiuqu Lake, fog locks the lake surface all the year round. Therefore, no one will be okay. Do come to this place.

At this moment, a wooden boat was swimming in the winding and maze-like river. At the stern, the barefoot boatman propped the boat forward with a bamboo pole with a length of three feet. The boatman put the thick bamboo pole under it, then braced himself, and took a few steps at the stern of the boat. The small wooden boat was driving fast and steadily.

Because the bottom of this lake is a little shallow, you can support bamboo poles. If it is deeper, you can only paddle. Fortunately, this wooden boat has oars and bamboo poles.

The boatman has dark skin, thick calloused hands and feet, and is exposed to the wind and the sun. He looks very old, but the eyes exposed under the hat are naked.

There was still a person lying on the boat.

This person was dressed as a Youfang pharmacist, clothed and leather shoes, and had three beards. He should have been handsome, but now his face was pale, his teeth were clenched, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the boatman who was rowing on the pole opened his mouth and said, "Liang Laosan, how did you do this? I asked you all the way, but you didn't say anything. It's about to arrive at the conference soon. It's up to you to tell me. ."

The boatman's voice was hoarse, with a hint of concern in his tone.

The ordinary Mr. You Fang lying on the boat didn't open his eyes, he just said weakly: "What can I tell you? This time I met a master, and I'm unlucky, the third son of Liang, and I hurry back to the general meeting on the island. Only the elders in the meeting have the means to save me, if you are sincere for me, don't ask."

As soon as I heard this, the boatman really didn't ask.

There is fog in front, but the speed of the boat does not decrease, so it rushes directly into the fog. It is very dangerous to know that the fog on the lake surface is very dangerous. No one knows what is ahead. , that can't even run.

However, the boatman was quite familiar with this waterway, and he actually paddled across it safely and steadily, passing through the nine-curved and eighteen-circle reed waterway, and then to a small island in the lake ahead.

I am afraid that even the local people in Weicheng do not know that there is an island here.

But if you look closely, you will find that this island is very strange. Although there are hills and rocks, it seems to grow on the back of a turtle. The boatmen and their group also call it Turtle Island.

The island is not big, or rather, it is pitifully small, with a depth of at most 30 feet, but there are quite a few houses on it.

When someone saw the wooden boat coming, they immediately stepped forward.

At the same time, in the lake, black shadows gathered, some looked like fish, and some were strangely shaped, swimming together, stirring the lake water like boiling water.

"Don't make a fuss, Liang Laosan is about to die, hurry up and inform Elder Zhou." The boatman shouted, and several talents on the shore looked at each other and used their means to disperse the things in the water.

Wooden boat docked.

The boatman helped Mr. Liang ashore, and when the people on the shore saw it, someone said, "It's really Mr. Liang, why is he like this?"

"Don't ask the goddamn question, hurry up and carry it in, I think Liang Laosan is dying."

At the moment, a few people carried Liang Laosan in together.

There are strange things everywhere on the island, there are beast bones and fur, and some buckets are full of blood, and even the houses are built very strangely. The most common one here is actually a kind of bone cage, there are at least a dozen of them, most of them contain a beast.

These beasts are obviously not ordinary beasts, they are at least rare beasts.

In a lobby, Liang Laosan was lying on the ground, surrounded by many people, an old man with a purple-gold crown on his head, a face sinking like water, huge bags under his eyes, and even a dark purple old man came out from the back hall.

A few people outside saw it and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Elder Zhou!"

"En!" Elder Zhou nodded with a sullen face, as if everyone owed him money, he looked down at Liang Lao San, his brows furrowed even more.

"Everyone else, go out."

In a word, everyone else hurriedly saluted and retired, and soon, only Liang Laosan and this Elder Zhou were left in the lobby.