Although Qin Xu has a part of the memory inheritance of the Immortal Beast Gate, his cultivation is insufficient, and a large amount of information is sealed in his brain, so he has no specific concept of the details of many places in the Immortal Beast Gate.

However, when Old Master Qin mentioned the content about the alien beast farm, Qin Xu listened and listened, and some unfamiliar pictures slowly appeared in his mind.

The content of the picture is exactly what Master Qin mentioned about the alien beast farm, as well as the details of the alien beast breeding farm managed by the disciples of the Immortal Beast Sect.

From the functional partition of the building of the alien beast breeding farm, to the daily work of the disciples in charge of breeding, as well as the alien beasts in each breeding area, these affairs slowly came out from the deepest part of his brain and became a clear picture in Qin Xu's mind.

"Old Master Qin, I remembered, it turns out that you also have silkworms there, and in the Immortal Beast Gate, there are thirty-one breeding farms for silkworms and exotic beasts. ”

Qin Xu, who has inherited memories, still has an advantage in learning.

The mode he called "heuristic learning" was actually the sporadic loosening of the locked inheritance memory under the instruction of Master Qin.

From the inheritance memory, Qin Xu learned that the abilities of silkworm beasts were all related to silk weaving. In the fairy beast gate, most of the silkworms and exotic beasts are for various fabrics and provide silk weaving raw materials.

Qin Xu thought about it for a while and found that the thirty-one silkworm beasts were all excellent beast varieties obtained by the disciples of the Immortal Beast Sect by cultivating an animal called the snow silkworm.

The fabrics produced by these silkworm beasts, some of them have a good protective effect, some of them are very gorgeous in color, and some of them have special attributes such as wind, fire, ice and thunder, all in all, they are very popular with cultivators and wealthy families in the mortal world, and they can bring great benefits to the fairy beast sect.

However, the Immortal Beast Gate does not directly sell the fabrics produced by these silkworm beasts.

The breeding grounds of silkworm beasts are mainly sold to the outside world.

If you want to obtain these special fabrics, you have to buy young silkworms that cannot reproduce at a high price from the Immortal Beast Gate, or silkworm eggs.

In the Immortal Beast Gate, one of the most basic requirements for the alien beasts that can be approved to establish breeding farms is that the characteristics of the alien beasts should remain relatively stable within the specified number of breeding offspring.

This number of offspring is determined by the reproductive ability and longevity of the beast.

For example, silkworm beasts have a short lifespan and rapid reproduction, and this standard is at least a hundred generations of children, under the control of some means, to stably maintain the characteristics of the first generation of alien beasts.

If it is a long-lived beast with weak reproductive ability, this criterion will be appropriately reduced.

Alienated termites and white-haired pink spiders cultivated by Qin Xu can be raised in small quantities, but they must not be included in the list of large-scale cultivation and breeding.

Master Qin said that there are nearly a thousand breeding grounds in the Immortal Beast Gate, and the foreign beasts that they breed cannot be said to be the strongest in ability and the best in characteristics, but they are definitely the most stable.

From the inheritance memories that had just been released, Qin Xu also learned that most of the alien beasts with stable genetic characteristics were not cultivated at one time by the beast refining technique, but used the nurturing and cultivation method in the beast refining recipe to gradually stimulate their alienation ability.

Therefore, Qin Xu was very much looking forward to the alienation ability of the mulberry silkworm that needed at least four small fat fish with aura, and the Chinese bee that cost three small fat fish with aura.

After feeding the silkworms in the room, Qin Xu said hello to his family, and ran out again to prepare to search for the poor aura fish and shrimp in the world.

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At ten o'clock in the evening, Ge Yihua had just finished attending the "Anti-Black Operation" work deployment meeting, and returned home in the cool breeze of early winter.

It is the beginning of December, and although the winter of Chaohai City is not as cold as the snowy north or the humid cold in the south of the Yangtze River, the air is also a little cold.

Winter is really not a friendly time for patients with chronic bronchitis.

Ge Yihua had a long-term cough due to inflammation of the old wound in his lungs, causing intractable chronic bronchitis.

This kind of grinding old problem seems ordinary, but it is unbearable.

In the scorching summer, I don't dare to use the air conditioner, otherwise I will immediately start coughing violently.

Any fried and fried food is within the range of taboos. Once the mouth is hungry, the next day will be thick yellow phlegm, chest tightness and coughing.

Raw and cold food should not be eaten.

Working overtime and staying up late is even more prohibited, and once it is not controlled, the symptoms will worsen rapidly.

As soon as Ge Yihua returned home, he smelled a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

His lover Su Wenlian came out of the kitchen wearing a plain apron, and when he saw that Ge Yihua just wanted to speak, he saw him clutching his chest, blushing, and coughing violently for a few minutes.

Su Wenlian, who just wanted to nag a few words, saw Ge Yihua's discomfort, so she had to sigh and brew him a cup of loquat ointment, so that he could relieve his symptoms slightly.

"Yihua, the medicine prescribed by the old doctor last time was almost boiled, and the doctor said that you can't drink it on an empty stomach, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles, and you drank the medicine after eating. ”

Ge Yihua often went on assignments in other places all the year round when he was young, and he got together with his wife and children a lot, and Su Wenlian ran the house alone, pulling the younger ones and taking care of the old ones.

Later, Ge Yihua was injured and retired to the second line, and the couple's life returned to normal.

Although the grassroots police station is also busy with work on weekdays, it is not like when he was on a mission, he does not see him once in most of the six months.

After drinking the Chinese medicine, Ge Yihua remembered that the "milk tea bottle potion" that Qin Xu gave him should be taken before going to bed.

Taking advantage of Su Wenlian's bathroom break, Ge Yihua touched the living room, quickly poured himself fifteen milliliters of "milk tea", drank it in one gulp, and stuffed the bottle back into the briefcase.

Su Wenlian herself works in the medical system, and if she knew that Ge Yihua drank this "unknown source" potion, she would definitely stop it.

When Su Wenlian came out of the bathroom after brushing her teeth, she was surprised to find that Ge Yihua was sitting at the head of the bed, tilting his head, and sleeping with steady breathing.

This is rare.

On weekdays, before Ge Yihua went to bed, he had to cough for more than half an hour before he could fall asleep.

And usually wake up two or three times a night. This is still under her care, the body is gradually improving, and when it was serious in the past, it was often most of the night without sleep.

Su Wenlian helped Ge Yihua to lie down, and it was not too difficult.

She looked at her skinny husband and thought of his tall and sturdy appearance when they first met more than twenty years ago, and she couldn't help but sigh.

After covering him with a quilt, Su Wenlian found a hot water bottle and put it on his chest for more than half an hour before turning off the light and lying down.

Su Wenlian slept until two o'clock in the morning, habitually opened her eyes, and then found that there was no familiar coughing sound around her, only Ge Yihua's slightly heavy breathing.

It made her happy.

Every time Ge Yihua coughs at night, she has to wake up.

Nowadays, it has formed a biological clock that wakes up two or three times a night.

Unexpectedly, at the time when the cough was the worst in the past, Ge Yihua could still sleep so well.

Su Wenlian lay on the bed and thought happily, it seems that the medicine of this old Chinese medicine doctor has an effect, and it is really not in vain to spend hundreds of yuan on Chinese medicine.

Later, at five o'clock in the morning, Su Wenlian habitually woke up again.

Ge Yihua still slept soundly.

When she opened her eyes for the third time and woke up, she blinked and was surprised to find that it was already dawn.

Ge Yihua was not in the bedroom, but the half-open door of the bedroom came from the smell of the oil from the fried eggs outside.

Su Wenlian hurriedly got up and saw her husband waving a shovel in the kitchen and neatly scrambling eggs.

"Yihua, didn't you wake up last night?" asked Su Wenlian expectantly.

She especially hoped that the Chinese medicine prescribed by the old Chinese medicine doctor would be effective, but she was worried that Ge Yihua would wake up while she was asleep.

"Well," Ge Yihua picked up the rag and wiped the oil splashes on the stove clean, "I slept until dawn and didn't wake up." ”

Su Wenlian saw Ge Yihua pack Huang Chengcheng's scrambled eggs, and immediately picked up the bowl and packed two plates of porridge.

Their son is in high school, a boarding high school, and only comes home on weekends.

Ge Yihua put the scrambled egg in front of Su Wenlian, and took out a boiled egg from the steamer on the stove.

Scrambled eggs are Su Wenlian's favorite food, and since Ge Yihua is not in good health, he can only eat boiled eggs and steamed eggs.

Su Wenlian was still thinking about Ge Yihua's sleep for a night, her face was full of smiles, and she said hopefully: "When these few medicines are finished, let's go to the old doctor to have a look, he is a descendant of Chinese medicine, maybe he will cure your old problem." ”

Ge Yihua glanced at Su Wenlian, who was flushed, and then glanced at his briefcase, but did not speak.

I've been taking the medicine for several days, and it's strange that it suddenly takes effect so cold!

Anyway, Ge Yihua didn't pin his hopes on traditional Chinese medicine.

He has been seeing Chinese medicine practitioners for several years, and every time he takes medicine or acupuncture, he can only relieve the symptoms, and once the treatment is stopped, the old disease will soon recur.

Ge Yihua thought silently in his heart, he still secretly drank the "milk tea potion" that Qin Xu gave him!

After eating a light breakfast, Ge Yihua coughed two or three times, and finally was full of energy and went to work with his briefcase.

Qin Xu had just returned from cultivation, and had a breakfast at the small noodle restaurant at the back door of the police station, and by the way, he contacted the lawyer who was helping Old Master Qin apply for patents for various bee venom formulas.

Anyway, he asked someone from under him, so it was naturally necessary to say hello first.

A bowl of warm pork liver noodles was in his stomach, Qin Xu was nibbling on another fritters, and suddenly heard the owner of the noodle restaurant cooking noodles scolding the proprietress with righteous indignation.

"This group of people has no conscience, they don't save them when they see death, they can still save that little girl, but now they have lost a life, it's really a sin, let's go to hell if we die!"

"I heard that the little sister was downstairs yesterday, and she said a few words about those scoundrels, and they scolded a few words," the proprietress boiled a big bone broth in her hand, pursed her mouth and said, and said dissatisfiedly in the Chaohai dialect, "Those people are poisonous, listening to the little sister, when I saw the girl jumping down, I was not afraid at all, and I was still clapping and applauding there!

The owner of the noodle restaurant, who was in his fifties, kneaded the dough and said with palpitations: "We ordinary people, watching the news through the mobile phone, feel frightened, feel sorry for that girl, but that group of people, it's like a game." As the old saying goes, people's hearts are made of flesh, and I think their hearts are quenched by poison. ”

Qin Xu stuffed the last bit of fritter into his mouth, and secretly said in his heart, not to mention poison, if you go to the archives of the city bureau, you will find that some people's hearts are the entrance to hell, dragging good people into the hell from which they will never recover.

Qin Xu faced the wall, paid the money for the meal to the store with his mobile phone, and prepared to leave to go to work.

At this moment, a diner at the small noodle restaurant probably heard the discussion of the noodle restaurant owner and his wife, and took his mobile phone to find the video of the news they said and clicked on it.

The sound is out, the poor picture quality video, the unbridled sarcasm and ridicule are heard, and there is a faintly less obvious persuasion mixed in, and the video plays quickly and ends with a disgusting cheer.

"These people are so bad. The diner couldn't help but scold.

"There is also a video, the firefighter brother who didn't save the girl. Crying so patheticly. The proprietress chimed in.

Qin Xu really didn't want to hear more about this kind of bad thing, and when he left the noodle shop and was about to go to work at the police station, Old Master Qin, who was sitting on his shoulder, suddenly pulled his earlobe.

"Old Master Qin, what's the matter?" Qin Xu asked silently in confusion.

Old Master Qin's white and tender fingers stretched out from the sleeves of his spacious green shirt, pointed to the noodle restaurant they had just come out, and said, "Old Master heard the sound of that video just now, and there are people you know in it. ”

Someone he knows?

Qin Xu paused and thought carefully.

Who else will he know about the video of the jumping case?

Qin Xu suddenly thought of someone.

He took out his phone and searched the Internet for a video of the case.

In the shaking picture, there is really a person familiar to Qin Xu.

Qin Xu's old classmate in the dormitory of the police academy is Pang Shufeng, who is currently serving in the fire brigade of Dongcheng District, Chaohai City.

Qin Xu remembered that the last time he met him, he mentioned that he had saved a girl who couldn't stand the assault and had committed suicide many times.

That was a few months ago, and I had been busy cultivating recently, so I hadn't seen them for a long time.

Seeing that Qin Xu was stunned and recalled, Old Master Qin reminded again: "If Lao Yu's observation is good, that friend of yours has experienced this matter, and his heart has been greatly hit, if he does not mediate in time, he will be troubled by the shadow of this matter for the rest of his life." ”

According to Qin Xu's understanding of Pang Shufeng, he didn't think that Old Master Qin's words were alarmist.

Pang Shufeng is a person with a strong sense of responsibility and justice.

At that time, he did not apply for the police system, but went to the fire brigade, precisely because he felt that the position of a firefighter could save people from danger better than the police.

Qin Xu could guess that Pang Shufeng watched the girl who jumped off the building fall from the upper floor, but he couldn't save her, and he would indeed blame himself for the rest of his life as Master Qin said.

Qin Xu walked into the office and made a call to Pang Shufeng first.

However, Pang Shufeng's mobile phone was turned off.

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