"It's done!"

Lin Jing happily held a silver box in her hand, only to see that the box was silver-white, as if it was made of sterling silver, with strange patterns and words on it, showing the size of a palm.

Only Lin Jing himself knew that this box was a magical item made of beast bones, and its function was to collect and preserve souls.

There is a place in the tribe that is used to throw the bones of wild beasts, and the bones that the tribesmen eat and the internal organs of the animals are thrown here, and even the slaughter is carried out here.

"How can Sister Divine Envoy come to such a place, you are a noble Divine Envoy, this kind of place is so filthy, it is not good to stain your clothes" The sapling followed.

"I have a reason to come, so don't ask, Xiao Miaomiao"

Lin Jing covered her nose, the closer she got here, the stronger the pungent smell she smelled, and she frowned.

However, I was prepared for a long time and took a mask to bring for myself.

"Little Miaomiao, you also wear one"

Lin Jing handed a mask to the sapling.

"Thank you, Sister God" The sapling took the mask and touched it very carefully, her eyes became brighter and brighter, this so-called mask was too soft, not skin, very light, soft, and very comfortable to the touch.

The sapling was afraid that the mask would be damaged, but it was given to her by her sister by God, and she didn't know what to do when she held it in her hand for a while.

"What are you looking at, it's just a mask, and it won't bloom" Lin Jing found that the sapling's eyes never left the mask, thinking to herself.

"What is God making my sister made of, it's so soft," the sapling looked longing.

"It's made from furball rabbit hair. If you like it, I can teach you how to weave," Lin Jing explained, and the hairball rabbit in her mouth is also a breed of rabbit. Because it looks like a fur ball, its limbs are covered by fluffy hair, and when it jumps, it looks like a ball that flies up one by one, hence the name.

Last time, a clansman brought back a few hairball rabbit corpses, and it was then that Lin Jing discovered the benefits of hairball rabbit fur.

The fur of the hairball rabbit is softer than that of the hairy mouse, which is suitable for making sweaters, hairy scarves, etc. The warmth is also very good.

Lin Jing has already asked people to search for these hairball rabbits, bring them back and raise them, and wait until winter. Then there are soft sweaters and sweaters.

"Okay, God has made my sister the best" The sapling was very happy to hear that God had made her sister teach her to weave.

Lin Jing began to pour cold water, "Don't be happy too early, I don't have much hair left in this kind of hairball rabbit" Seeing that the sapling looked a little lost. He continued, "But I've asked the warriors of the tribe to bring the hairball rabbit back to raise. By the time winter comes, everyone in our tribe will be able to wear sweaters."

Lin Jing made the old mistake again, and he couldn't stop talking about it, Guan Jian is sapling still listened very seriously, and the two of them were willing to talk and the other was willing to listen, and more than ten minutes passed.

"It turns out that the fur of the furball rabbit still has so many uses"

The sapling's curiosity has been infinitely discovered by Lin Jing, and now the current person is the best friend to talk to, no matter what strange things Lin Jing makes. The saplings are the first to accept and also get to the bottom of it.

It's someone else. Lin Jing gave him an animal skin coat, he might accept it happily, but he wouldn't ask how the clothes were made, let alone take the initiative to learn, only the sapling was the first one Lin Jing encountered who took the initiative to study, and his learning ability was still very strong, which made Lin Jing very pleased.

A good student who is studious and smart, what teacher would not like it.

"Oops, I almost forgot about business"

Lin Jing suddenly woke up, turned around and walked towards the destination.

When I came to the destination, it was gray and hazy, of course, these gray ordinary people couldn't see it, only people with special abilities like Lin Jing could see it.

These gray gases are dead gas, and the living will get sick if they stay here for a long time.

And Lin Jing's purpose in coming here is to use the soul box to collect the dead souls of the beasts here, after the creatures of this world die, the souls will slowly dissipate, but Lin Jing has been preparing for this day's collection, so he is slaughtered here.

Over time, death gas is born here, and where there is death air, the speed of soul dissipation will slow down, and the souls of those beasts will instinctively burrow into the place where death gas is most, and the soul will stay there for a longer time.

Lin Jing opened the soul box, placed it on the ground, and began to recite the incantation.

I saw one after another mutilated beast souls flying up from the ground full of bones, as if they were being pulled towards the soul box.

"One, two, three"

Lin Jing was silently counting.

After a while, no more souls flew out.

Lin Jing counted a total of twenty-two beast souls, which was a little less than she expected, but it didn't matter anymore, so she covered the soul box and prepared to go back.

Return to the cabin.

Lin Jing tinkered non-stop again.

What she was going to do now was a soul-strengthening potion, and the material used in this potion was the soul of a living being, and the mere look at it was wicked, because it was first concocted by a witch who was proficient in black magic.

As a witch with a good nature, Lin Jing didn't want to directly kill living beings to get souls, but recycled them in this way, anyway, if they didn't use it, these souls would slowly dissipate, rather than watching them dissipate in vain, it was better to use them to do something meaningful.

After getting ready, Lin Jing took out a horned sheep's soul and used a separation magic to separate the dead qi in the horned sheep's soul, leaving the purest part of it.

Without the protection of the dead air, this purest soul body began to slowly dissipate.

Lin Jing immediately threw this mass of soul into the boiling cauldron, which already contained many magic plants, and then began to chant the incantation.

As the incantation was pronounced, thick white smoke began to rise from the potion of potions.

Before the incantation could be finished, an explosion was heard.

Six days later, Lin Jing's happy laughter came from inside the house.

"Successed"

Lin Jing hummed a song, the soul potion was finally completed today, and he was putting the potions in the pot into ten wooden pipes, and then plugging them with wooden stoppers.

Holding the wooden pipe in his hand, Lin Jing was a little helpless, the storage effect of this kind of pipe made of wood is not particularly good, and now people have made small bottles of stone to replace this kind of wooden pipe.

As for the glass material, it is not something that Lin Jing can make now, maybe it will be made in many years, but it can only be done now.

After loading the potion, Lin Jing had to try it on the gray squirrel as usual, after all, the raw materials were all substitutes, and whether the effect was similar to the effect written in the book would have to be known. (To be continued.) )