Chapter 2 The little deer who has never slept in a bed

The rain had passed and the sky cleared, and the two of them set out on the road together. Xiaolu had grown up in Emperor Qing, and he never stopped talking along the way, "Brother, where did you live before?" "In Emperor Qing." "Brother, then You are just like me, but why have I never seen you before?" Lin Zhihui smiled and did not continue. Seeing that he didn't say anything, Xiaolu didn't ask any further questions.

"Brother, tomorrow is the disciple selection meeting held by the Qing Emperor every three years. It will be very lively."

When Lin Zhihui heard this, a smile flashed in the corner of his eyes. If he was caught by a deer, he would definitely be able to detect what was going on with him, but this smile was fleeting and no one saw it.

"Oh, really? Do you want to go?" Xiaolu almost lost his balance and stumbled forward when he heard this, and said, "Brother, stop joking, I don't have any spiritual power at all, let alone know magic."

Lin Zhihui strode forward with no expression on his face.

"Brother, wait for me, where are we going?" Xiaolu asked from behind.

"Find an inn to rest for the night." Lin Zhihui said to him without stopping and turning his head.

"Really?" Xiaolu asked. Before, Xiaolu relied on his innocent face to get food and drinks. He had no friends, no relatives, and no place to live. At night, he would just find a corner or sleep at the door of someone's house. One night when it was rainy and cold, I huddled with beggars in the bridge cave.

Sleeping in an inn meant that he slept in a bed for the first time since he could remember, and his joy was beyond words. The words "I want to sleep in a bed" were written all over his face the whole way.

Lin Zhihui looked at the child and felt a little more sympathy for him, while Xiao Lulu didn't understand at all and was completely immersed in the joy of sleeping on his bed. Lin Zhihui took him to an inn and asked for a room. There were two beds in the room, with more than ten meters of space between the beds. A table was facing the door, with screens on both sides, which looked quite wide. open.

After being caught in the rain, he had to take a bath to sleep more comfortably. Lin Zhihui asked the waiter for bath water.

While Lin Zhihui was taking a bath, Xiaolu couldn't help but jump on his bed and couldn't put it down, touching a soft quilt and rubbing it on his face again and again, "Brother, the bed is so soft. I would rather lie there all my life." I can't get up from the bed." Xiaolu said, burying his face in the quilt.

"That won't work. I can't keep a lazy bug in bed all day long. If you don't get up, then don't follow me." Lin Zhihui said deliberately.

Xiaolu hurriedly explained, "Brother, I am joking, don't take it seriously! I will definitely work hard and I will listen to you whatever you ask me to do."

Lin Zhihui smiled and said, "Just listen to me and go to bed early after taking a shower."

After saying that, the deer jumped into the bucket and rolled around, then quickly jumped on the bed and started snoring after a while. The deer no longer huddled up in a ball when sleeping, and a large glyph took up a little space in the entire bed. Nothing is wasted, it perfectly explains what it means to fall asleep in bed. The next morning, before the deer woke up, Lin Zhihui went out. Lin Zhi, who transformed into Lin Lu, returned to the venue of the disciple selection meeting. At this time, the venue was crowded with people who cultivate themselves.

The morning sun pours out from the golden disk in the sky, shining on the leaves and on the ground. There were several large tables placed in the center of the circular venue, and the Qing Emperor's disciples sat one after another.

Lin Zhihui looked up and saw a handsome young man on the stage who was attracting attention, sitting in the middle, showing nobility and elegance in his movements. As soon as he stood up, the venue fell silent, and no one dared to say a word.

All I could hear was the sound of wind passing through the treetops and the sound of clothes swaying. Lin Zhihui glanced at him inadvertently. This glance flashed briefly, and the scene flew by. Lin Zhihui glanced elsewhere hurriedly.

Someone below whispered, "He is Jiang Yuan, the disciple of the Qing Emperor who overthrew Lu Zongzhen. Sure enough, he is full of energy and extraordinary appearance."

The top 100 candidates will be selected from all the candidates at the disciple selection meeting, and then they can practice and improve in the sect as disciples of the Qing Emperor. The rules are that everyone enters the trapped beast forest, and each person can subdue five ferocious beasts. Lin came out and the top 100 in order won. The jungle in the trapped beast forest is endless. Not only are there many ferocious beasts, but also exotic flowers and plants are spread all over the land. The huge tree branch system blocks the sky tightly and is airtight. The leaves are shrouded in layers of black mist, which is rolling and changing. Unpredictability makes the entire trapped beast forest a bit more eerie and terrifying.

The trapped beast forest has been owned by the Qing emperor since ancient times. Most of the ferocious beasts were brought back from hunting by the Qing emperor's disciples, not for viewing or for training, but because the hunting rules only allowed to be caught alive. Some ferocious beasts also symbolize prosperity and peace, but some come out to cause harm to the human world. The Hengtian Sect will eliminate the harm to the human world and capture them and bring them back to the beast forest to be trapped. These are stubborn, mighty, cunning and stubborn.

Except for the Beast King, the remaining ferocious beasts can basically be dealt with. Even if some people are still shallow in cultivation, if they encounter a ferocious beast that is difficult to deal with in the trapped beast forest, they will blow the soul-leaving whistle. The ferocious beast cannot stand this irritating attack. The voice changes and you can escape, which also means giving up your control.

The people who participated in the selection meeting entered the trapped beast forest at Chenshi. This was not the first time for Lin Zhihui to come to the trapped beast forest. He had been framed by Shi Qing before and went to the trapped beast forest. Therefore, compared to other people, Lin Zhihui Zhihui is more familiar with the terrain and dangers here.

The ferocious beast is cunning and willful, hiding in the jungle. If it hadn't taken the initiative to attack, it would be difficult to find its traces. Lin Zhihui walked back and forth, making noises in the east and west, and used this to attract three ferocious beasts. He quickly subdued them, and walked for a while without finding the ferocious beasts.

He walked to a forest full of purple flowers and heard someone calling for help, so he hurried over.

In the distance, a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old could be seen holding the hilt of a sword with one hand, desperately resisting the front paws of a beast with a huge mouth shape, and with the other hand, he was holding the fangs of the beast close at hand. In such a critical situation, other than shouting for help, there is no way to use the Soul Leaving Whistle.

When Lin Zhihui saw this, he took out a sharp blade from his body, flew it and threw it at the beast's eyes. The beast was in agony and screamed to the sky. Lin Zhihui took advantage of this and stabbed the beast in the chest with his sword. The ferocious beast immediately turned into black smoke and disappeared into the air.

The young man recovered from the danger. If Lin Zhihui hadn't arrived in time, he might have been eaten by the ferocious beast. "Thank you, sir, for saving your life."

After Lin Zhihui subdued the ferocious beast, he looked at the young man carefully and said, "You're welcome, the ferocious beast in the forest is dangerous, so be careful."

"Is that ferocious beast dead just now?" the young man asked worriedly.

"No, it was just subdued and injured by me and ran away."

"I see, the young master has extraordinary magic. I wonder how many ferocious beasts he has subdued?" The young man took back the sword in his hand and looked at him.

"This is the fourth one." Lin Zhihui said.

"I captured two of them, but I was careless. Thanks to the young master's rescue, I was able to save the day."

"Watch your back."

The young man guessed a bit, turned around unprepared, and a fire unicorn attacked him from behind. Before the young man had time to draw out his sword, Lin Zhihui turned around and pushed him away. At that moment, the fire unicorn made a bloody gash on Lin Zhihui's back. Lin Zhihui endured the pain, but a smile appeared on his face, "There is only one left. You came just in time."

The sharp claws of the unicorn were extremely sharp. It was waving in the air and looking at it was about to fall again. Lin Zhihui jumped into the air and it jumped into the air. Then the claws flew into the air again, but Lin Zhihui did not dodge. The moment the claws were about to cut through his body, Lin Zhihui cut off its claws from bottom to top.

The fire unicorn's beastly nature was unleashed and it spit out real fire from its mouth. Lin Zhihui dodged and fell to the ground. The branches and leaves stained by the real fire were bare and only thin sticks remained.

The fire unicorn had strange spikes on its body, making it difficult to get close. Even though one claw was missing, there was another one constantly waving at him. After a while, the broken claw automatically grew back. With three feet of real fire spitting out of his mouth, wherever he went he was either scorched or burned to nothing.

Lin Zhihui fought it for several rounds, but was unable to subdue it. If it can't win, it can only use the Soul Leaving Whistle, but once the Soul Leaving Whistle is used, it means giving up, and it will miss the Qing Emperor.

Lin Zhihui was injured in the back. If he continued fighting like this, he would easily gain the upper hand. He said helplessly, "How could I encounter such a difficult beast? I'm really unlucky."

Lin Zhihui used his strength in his hand and pushed it behind with a palm. The fire unicorn and the real fire in his mouth turned into black smoke and dispersed.

Lin Zhihui consumed too much mana, and the wound on his back became even bigger due to the fight. Before the young man could thank him again, Lin Zhihui disappeared.