In fact, the name of the owner of the museum is very long, and once Prapa heard the owner talk about it, but for some reason, he preferred to call himself the night rather than the real name that represented the merits of his father's generation.

The owner explained its work for the day and left.

There are very few guests in the prey house, and even if the owner leaves for a long time, it will not affect anything, and there is no business anyway.

In the absence of guests, Prapa wondered how the owner made a living, but he hadn't been in Rasoudland for long, so maybe the owner had another way to make a living?

According to the owner, Prapa walked through the huge main hall and came to the showroom.

The showroom is filled with specimens of various prey, but these specimens are basically empty shells and look very smart, but except for the fur and skeleton, the inside is empty.

Prapa walked through the specimen to the back of the showroom, where there was a tall wall.

In the upper part of the wall, there is a painting. In the lower half, a door opens.

Behind the door is where Prapa works every day.

After Prapa entered the door, he began to clean the prey that the owner had hunted today, which were two flame leopards. Prapa, as usual, took out the flesh and internal organs of the flame leopard and moistened it with the "UFO water" for a while, so that it could stay fresh for a long time.

Prapa then begins to wash the fur and assemble the skeleton.

When cleaning the fur, Prapa carefully searched the fur up and down, and there was no wound in the beautiful fire lines.

Although the Flame Panther is not a very powerful monster, Prapa can hunt it. However, it is very difficult to keep the fur intact while hunting.

According to rumors, the strength of the owner of the pavilion is very weak, which can be seen from the prey it hunts.

But Prapa always vaguely felt that the strength of the museum owner should be very strong. From the three months he has been here, although Prapa has not cleaned more powerful monsters, he has no scars at all on every monster that has been hunted by the pavilion owner. It's all like this flame leopard, perfect as if it was asleep.

The owner of the museum can do so much in the details, and Prapa does not think that the strength of the owner who pursues perfection will be too low.

Perhaps, the owner of the pavilion also hunts high-level monsters, but he doesn't need them to clean them?

After Prapa cleaned the two flame leopards, he put their specimens in the showroom, and his work for the day was over.

Generally speaking, Prapa will take the time to refine his body after doing his work. Although the refining method in the bloodline inheritance may not be effective, it can only be temporarily settled before the cultivation method is changed.

Today, however, Prapa did not go back to his body to refine, but observed the painting in the showroom.

Speaking of which, Prapa didn't think the painting was anything special, but he found that the owner often stood here to admire the painting. It kept an eye on it, maybe there was a mystery hidden in this painting, and Prapa decided to seriously investigate it today.

Prapa stood under the painting and looked at it for more than half an hour, but nothing came of it.

This painting, in Prapa's aesthetic, is completely incomprehensible.

The overall background is black...... Or rather, blue to blackened color. In the middle of this deep background are dancing flames, large and small, stretching into a line, dividing the painting into two sides.

"What is the meaning of this painting?" Prapa thought to himself.

After looking at it for about half an hour, Prapa's eyes turned red, and he didn't notice any mystery in the painting. On the contrary, I noticed a small detail that I had not noticed before, and on the lower right side of the painting, there were several pale gray handwriting that was almost integrated with the black background.

This row of handwriting seems to be the artist's signature, but he can't read the words on it, not demonic language.

The tadpole-like text is a bit like ...... Human Writing.

It wasn't until much later that Prapa learned that it was indeed a human script, with the name of the painting and the person who made it.

- "Night", by Feng.

The meaning of the painting was not studied, but unexpectedly, he found that the owner had returned.

Not only did the owner come back, but it also carried a black beast leg on its back. The size of a beast's leg alone is comparable to a flame leopard, which shows that its true body is definitely not small!

"Hey, didn't you start practicing today?" the night looked at Prapa.

Prapa stared curiously at the beast's legs that were still burning with black flames, and always felt very familiar: "I've been refining and there is no effect, so I thought I'd go out and see if there are any things for sale that are suitable for my cultivation." ”

"I see. Ye didn't say anything, took out two shining gold coins from the small pocket on his waist, and threw them to Prapa: "I will advance your salary for this month, I hope you can find a suitable one." ”

Prapa's eyes flashed with gratitude, and with these two Demon Gold Coins, he had a total of ten Demon Gold Coins, which was already a lot of money for him. You know, the legacy left to it by its parents is only two demon gold coins.

"Thank you, owner. Prapa, in gratitude, saw that the night went directly to the hut behind the showroom, guessing that it should be cleaning up the beast's legs, and hurriedly said: "Pavilion master, if it is to clean up, let me do it." ”

Ye shook his head: "No, don't look at it, there is only one leg left, the flame on it is not extinguished." Contrary to your attributes, you will be hurt if you deal with it. ”

After the night was over, he went straight into the cleaning room and closed the door.

Prapa, on the other hand, thought about the "unquenchable flame" in his mind and left the prey house. It had been walking on the road for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration seemed to flash through its mind: black unquenchable flames, and the hind legs like horses' hooves.

It reminded it of a monster.

Black Gold Nightmare!

Could it be, that's the hind legs of a black and gold nightmare?

The more Prapa thought about it, the more correct he felt, although it was far away just now, the black beast's legs did exude a coercion that seemed to be nothing.

If it's really a black gold nightmare, then this prey can't be hunted by the pavilion owner, right?

Prapa was suddenly a little excited, the black gold nightmare was a monster comparable to a mid-level demon, and some powerful black gold nightmares could even be compared to a big demon. With such a powerful monster, the owner of the pavilion can hunt ...... Doesn't it mean that its previous guess was not wrong, the strength of the pavilion owner is really strong, but it is not obvious on weekdays?

So the Pavilion Master is so powerful, can it make the Pavilion Master how to increase its strength?

Prapa shook his head sadly, no matter how powerful the hall master is, it is also a flame attribute, which is just contrary to it, and there is nothing that can be taught to it.

Let's continue to visit Lower La Soudran and see if the shops here can help him.

After walking around for most of the day, Prapa felt that he was still too naïve.

Although the purchasing power of ten demon gold coins is not bad, it is impossible to buy something that can increase strength, whether it is a cultivation method or a special treasure.

These were not just what Prapa desperately needed, but also what any other demon, half-blood demon, wanted.

Therefore, these prices are very expensive, at least they all start at fifty demon gold coins.

It seems that it will have to wait a few years if it wants to have the ability to take revenge.

Prapa, with a low air pressure, prepared to return to the game house. At least in La Sudran, the owner of the pavilion is very good to it, as long as he is willing to work hard, fifty demon gold coins should not last long.

On the way back to the game house, Prapa glanced at a small cabin.

When it looked back, it realized that it had actually reached the edge of La Soudland again, and the wooden house called "Psychedelic" that it had seen before was not far away in the woods.

Prapa shook her head, ready to move on.

But at this moment, it suddenly noticed that there was a row of words under the sign called "Psychedelic".

Most importantly, it is not unfamiliar with this word, and even has a strange nostalgia.

Abyssal language! I actually saw the abyssal language here?!

Abyssal is the unified written language of the aborigines of the major settlements of the Abyss, and its mother is the aborigines of the Nording tribe. Since childhood, Prapa has not only learned the demon language of his father, but is also very familiar with the abyssal language taught by his mother.

Therefore, when it could actually see the Abyssal Language in the signboards of the Demon Languages and even the Ancient Demon Languages in La Sudran, a strong sense of intimacy immediately arose.

Following this intimacy, Prapa subconsciously walked towards the "psychedelic" cabin.

Walking through the green path, it is only a few trees, but Prapa feels that the air here is very comfortable, which makes the depressed mood that he has been feeling a little relieved after coming to La Sudran.

The light of the inextinguishable light source casts dappled light and shadow on the gravel path through the shade of the trees.

When Prapa reached the door of the hut, he looked up and looked at the sign.

In addition to "psychedelic", the signboard also has a row of words written in the abyssal language: Feel the rhythm of the ocean.

As a half-blood demon of the water system, Prapa naturally knows that the ocean actually has its own unique rhythm, but is it useful to feel this rhythm? Why is it related to "psychedelic"?

Also, how do you feel the rhythm of the ocean?

Prapa had a picture in his mind: a demon with wings on his back went to the ocean to scoop a bucket of water, poured it into the barrel, and then pointed to the barrel with a smile, as if to signal that as long as you enter the barrel and take a dip, you will feel the rhythm of the ocean.

Prapa shook his head and shook off the picture in his mind, what the specific situation is, go in and see.

I have to say, this wooden door is too short. If it weren't for the slightest interest in the abyssal language on the signboard, Prapa would never have set foot here.

Before entering the wooden house, Prapa had thought that the one who would write the Abyssal language on the signboard was probably a half-blood demon. And, a half-blood demon who identifies with his aboriginal blood.

However, when Prapa stepped into the wooden house, he realized that he was completely wrong.

It's not a half-blood demon who identifies with the aboriginal blood at all, but the aboriginal deity!

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