C286 (1/2)

Ever since Lin Jin left, the small bamboo house being rebuilt had become Lin Chen's usual dwelling place. Now that Lin Chen had followed his father and the Talking about the Old Man out, this bamboo house was finally empty.

However, this place was located on a desolate mountain, and with Tan Yinglong's help, the villagers would normally not come here, and even more so, would not steal anything.

Thus, the small bamboo house did not have any locks.

Lin Jin pushed open the unlatched bamboo door, walked into the small bamboo house, and discovered that the arrangement inside was completely different from the bamboo house he built back then. Not only was it a little bigger, there was even an extra room, and the bedding inside was all neatly made up.

As for the guests who were visiting, Lin Jin guessed that they were most likely the Talking about the Old Man s, because right at the head of the bed, he realized that there was even an emerald snuff bottle placed there.

As the Old Master had the habit of playing with antiques, he would inevitably have to play with things no matter where he went. As for Eldest Uncle Lin Zhenbang, he didn't have this kind of hobby.

In addition, inside the small bamboo house, there was a small bookshelf, on it were many Tao technique manuals, some of them were Tao Book with very ancient patterns, it was unknown where Lin Chen had gathered them, there were others with extremely new styles, it seemed like they were manuals that had been published by some publishers recently.

However, no matter if it was the new or ancient books, they all looked a little fluffy. It was obvious that it was because Lin Chen had been flipping through them often.

As for the other places, there was only a coffee table and a few bamboo chairs. They looked simple, neat and simple.

Walking out of the bamboo house and into the little kitchen at the side, Lin Jin discovered that the kitchen had not changed much from the one he had built before.

He even used the wood from the mountain. However, although it was less interesting, it was more convenient.

When Lin Jin saw that there was still water in the water jar, he took everything he had and boiled water to make a pot of tea. Then he moved the tea table and bamboo chair to the stony hill outside the hut and sat down. He began to drink his tea.

It had been a long time since Lin Jin had last drunk tea in such a comfortable manner outside the small bamboo house. Lin Jin looked at the green ripples on the surface of the lake which were blown by the wind, and felt a sense of relief in his eyes.

A breeze blew by. The white steam rising from the teacup was blown away by the wind, melting into the air.

Lin Jin slowly took a sip of the tea in the cup, instantly feeling a delicate fragrance coming from his mouth.

Looking at the mountain and river, he immediately felt his heart calm down. It was as if the entire world had calmed down, and he felt incomparably comfortable and comfortable.

And the Mental Energy was within this tranquility. It started to recover without realizing it.

Very quickly, it was already noon. Lin Jin's depleted mental energy had also recovered by about 20% at this time.

He packed his things and sat at the edge of a cliff on the stony hill. He cleared out all the thoughts in his mind, and while recovering his mental strength, he also enjoyed the rare peace in the mountain.

At this time, many of the clouds in the sky had been blown away by the wind. The sun was setting in the sky, and a few rays of golden sunlight were shining down. It was very warm and comfortable.

Although he had only recovered twenty percent of his spirit, at this time, Lin Jin's spirit was already able to spread to the heaven and earth, and feel the refreshing and natural feeling of all things in the world.

It could be said that now that his Spirit power had been restored to this state, it was no longer simply recovering his Spirit power through resting. Rather, he relied on the beautiful scenery of this world. The vigorous business of all sorts of creatures revived.

Sensing the constant increase in his mental strength, Lin Jin's mental energy started to dissipate. It blended in with the surrounding space. Every time he sensed the aura of millions of lives, his spiritual force would increase by a bit.

When he felt this situation, he suddenly thought of something. Was this Mental Energy also a type of life force, or was it extremely related to life force? Otherwise, why would his spirit recover so quickly when he felt the life force of thousands upon thousands of creatures?

Just as he was thinking this, he could sense a person walking over from the mountain with a fishing rod in hand. At the same time, that person's face appeared in his mind.

This person could be considered to be someone that Lin Jin was familiar with, and was the special driver of the Talking about the Old Man, Zhou Hai. However, he had never seen this person when he came back, and Lin Jin had never thought about where he had gone to.

It was just that, why would Zhou Hai have the leisure to come here at this time? Furthermore, looking at the way he held the fishing rod, it seemed as though he was here to fish.

Sure enough, after a while, Zhou Hai arrived at the lakeside, hung the bait on the hook, and then threw his fishing rod off to fish.

It was unknown if it was because Zhou Hai's bait was especially fragrant or because there were so many fishes in the lake, but in a short period of time, he caught quite a few fishes.

But strangely, every time Zhou Hai caught a fish, he would shake his head and take it off the hook before tossing it back into the lake.

After looking for a while, Lin Jin felt that it was strange. He stood up and sent a sound transmission to Brother Zhou: ”Brother Zhou, what are you doing?”

Hearing the voice that sounded like it was beside his ear, Zhou Hai was startled, he immediately looked behind him, but he did not see anyone, and after looking around, he did not see anyone, so he could not help but feel that it was strange, his face was filled with bewilderment.

Seeing him in such a state, Lin Jin could not help but laugh indifferently, and then used the sound transmission to say: ”Brother Zhou, there's no need to look for me.

Zhou Hai raised his head to look, and saw a small figure looking at him from afar. When he thought about who the owner of the voice was, his face immediately filled with pleasant surprise.

After putting down the fishing rod, Zhou Hai rushed towards the top of the mountain and shouted, ”Brother Lin, it's you! ”I said, why can't I find him?”

Lin Jin smiled slightly. He jumped down from the cliff and landed gently, as if he was gliding in the air. After flying over ten meters, he landed in front of Zhou Hai.

Seeing Lin Jin jump down the cliff, even though he already knew how magical Lin Jin was, Zhou Hai couldn't help but feel a sense of horror. When he saw Lin Jin glide in the air and gracefully landed in front of him, Zhou Hai couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, ”Brother Lin, right now, you really are just like a fairy from the legends!”

”Brother Zhou is too kind!”

Lin Jin laughed and said curiously: ”Brother Zhou. I see that you are fishing for a fish and then putting another fish in there. What are you doing? ”

Zhou Hai sighed, and said: ”Sigh! It's not Dad's business. I don't know why, but a few days ago, he suddenly had a cold, cold body, and pain in his joints, so he called me back to help.