Chapter 50 Lingling
"Are you here for an interview?"
Hearing this, a young face emerged from under the counter.
He looked at Ye Feiyang twice with his big eyes sparkling with wisdom, and then a look of suspicion appeared on his face.
"You are so young, can you do it?"
Seeing this, Ye Feiyang looked at Lingling, who had hidden her body behind the counter with only a small head sticking out, and a hint of evil amusement flashed in his eyes.
The silver light in his eyes disappeared in an instant.
The next second, Lingling's body floated out from behind the counter and appeared in front of Ye Feiyang, looking him in the eye.
Ye Feiyang deliberately lowered his head to look at Lingling's two straight, pink, short legs hanging in the air.
"Little sister, where are your parents?"
Ye Feiyang ignored Lingling's embarrassed and angry eyes that seemed to be stabbing him, reached out and touched her little head, and asked in a soft tone.
Of course, the two ponytails behind Lingling's head were naturally the focus of Ye Feiyang's caressing.
Seeing Ye Feiyang playing with his twin ponytails, Lingling stared at Ye Feiyang with her big, blinking eyes.
"Lingling, are there guests coming?"
An old voice came from the stairs.
Lingling didn't answer, but mouthed to Ye Feiyang, "Let me go."
Seeing this, Ye Feiyang gently put Lingling down.
After regaining her freedom, Lingling looked towards the stairs, said something, and then ran back to the counter on her short legs.
"Grandpa, this is a young man who doesn't know his place and is interviewing. He's too green.
After hearing Lingling's words, Ye Feiyang did not refute, because in terms of hunter experience alone, he was just a novice and was not even as good as Mo Fan. Compared with a hunter master like Lingling, he was indeed too green.
"It's good to be young. You're full of energy and you're not afraid of death. But it's a shame to die. You won't be able to enjoy the beauty of the world."
An old man holding a pipe in his hand came down from upstairs and spoke slowly.
"Oh, he's quite handsome. It would be a shame if he died."
The old man looked at Ye Feiyang with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
After saying that, he walked to the bar.
Hearing the old man's words, Ye Feiyang's mouth twitched.
He made it sound like he was bound to die. Even someone as suicidal as Mo Fan didn't die, so how could someone as steady as him die?
If I have to die, I'd rather die behind Mo Fan.
"Okay, fill out the form first."
The old man took out a form and placed it on the bar, then spoke.
"good."
Ye Feiyang nodded, picked up the pen on the table and started filling it out quickly.
After filling it out, Ye Feiyang handed the form to the old man.
The old man looked down at the form, then looked up at Ye Feiyang with a look of surprise in his eyes. He put the form down and asked.
"Why do you want to be a hunter? You know, hunting is a bloody job."
"Hunter work offers a high degree of freedom and a good income. These two points are enough."
Ye Feiyang said lightly.
"Um"
The old man nodded, a kind smile on his face.
"Congratulations on being accepted. You will be a member of our Qingtian Hunting Institute from now on. You can go back now. I will arrange a partner for you and let you know when it is arranged."
"What's your name then?"
Ye Feiyang looked at the old man and asked.
"Just call me Old Man Bao."
The old man smiled faintly.
Hearing this, Ye Feiyang nodded, turned and left.
Not only did he know that the old man was called Old Man Bao, he also knew that his real identity was Song Qiming, an old judge of the Holy Court and a giant in forbidden spells.
The reason he asked was just to make the name seem reasonable.
"Grandpa, this guy has no hunting experience at all. Do you want to recruit him?"
Lingling picked up the form and took a look at the column about hunter experience. Ye Feiyang filled in "none" and asked in confusion.
"Although he has no hunting experience and can even be said to not be a hunter, he is a good seedling worth training from scratch.
Old Man Bao took a puff of his cigarette and said meaningfully.
"Good seedling?"
Lingling muttered to herself, then lowered her head and continued looking at the form.
"Nineteen years old, second level of the intermediate space system, third level of the elementary mind system!"
When Lingling saw the cultivation column, her eyes were filled with shock and she took a deep breath. She now understood why Old Man Bao said that Ye Feiyang was a good seedling.
To have such an accomplishment at this age, he could be called a genius. Moreover, the two systems he awakened at the initial and intermediate levels were the space and mind systems, which were extremely rare in the country.
The combination of the two can be said to be both mental and physical offense and defense.
"Then Grandpa, what kind of partner are you going to prepare for him?"
Lingling looked at Old Man Bao in confusion and asked.
"I remember that no hunting team in the hunting lodge is short of people, and those veteran hunters don't like to take on newcomers. Grandpa, how are you going to arrange for him?"
"Not every experienced hunter in the hunting grounds is short on time. Lingling, do you want to take a newbie out for some fun?"
Old Man Bao looked down at Lingling and said kindly.
"Me? Grandpa, you want me to take him!?"
Hearing what Old Man Bao said, Lingling pointed at herself with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
"Of course, hunters don't judge by age. Although you are younger, your qualifications far exceed his. Don't you want to take him and train him?"
Old Man Bao said lightly.
"Train him."
Lingling muttered, her two big black eyes lighting up. Then she nodded, her two long ponytails swinging in the air.
"Okay, Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely train him well."
"I don't know what kind of partner Old Man Bao will arrange for me. It probably won't be Lingling."
Ye Feiyang returned to the apartment, sat on the bed, thinking secretly in his heart.
After thinking for a while, Ye Feiyang sat cross-legged on the bed, slowly closed his eyes, and began to meditate.
Three days later.
"Hey, Old Man Bao, my partner has been decided, right?"
"Okay, I understand. I'll go to the store right away."
Ye Feiyang put away the phone, stood up and walked out the door.
After arriving at the Qingtian Hunting Ground, Ye Feiyang pushed the door open and walked in. He looked at Old Man Bao standing at the bar and walked over. He asked.
"Old man Bao, give me a glass of orange juice. Where is my partner?"
"At table three."
Old Man Bao turned around, poured a glass of orange juice, handed it to Ye Feiyang, and said lightly.
Ye Feiyang took the orange juice and walked towards table number 3. He was a little curious about what his partner would be like, a mature sister or a rough-looking uncle.
Ye Feiyang's curiosity was fleeting. Although he had not yet seen his partner's appearance, when he saw Lingling, with her familiar short legs and twin ponytails, sipping a glass of milk in her hands, he already knew who it was.
After seeing that his partner was Lingling, Ye Feiyang's eyes showed a hint of understanding, because apart from Lingling, no old hunter would want to bring a newcomer.
Of course, Ye Feiyang also knew that the reason Lingling brought in new people was because her original partner had died, and she now had no partner.
"Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Lingling, and from today on I'll be your partner."