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The three met in the lobby, and Min Fan said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I should ask someone to go back and tell you, I made you worry, and made you wait so late."

Ji Lang said with a blank face: "It's okay, these days are either rushing or inscriptions, I just want to watch singing and dancing and relax."

Xiao Hong turned her back, rolled her eyes, and was speechless.

Min Fan looked as usual, and only said softly: "Well, let's go back."

Along the way, Ji Lang and Min Fan were silent, and the atmosphere was dull.

Xiaohong walked among them for a while, walked to the sides for a while, and finally walked to the front quickly, leaving them far behind.

Ji Lang broke the silence with a voice: "Xiao Hong is a child with a temper."

Min Fan did not answer this question, but said to him: "From now on, I will come to Ruyi Workshop to work every night."

Ji Lang swallowed the words at the corner of his mouth, thinking about what to say more appropriate.

His silence again dimmed Min Fan's eyes.

Min Fan thought for a while, and said slowly: "Master He asked me to help chop vegetables in the back kitchen. It's very easy. Uncle Liu and Xiao Ma in the back kitchen are also very friendly."

After a long time, Ji Lang said, "It's pretty good."

Min Fan lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the road under his feet, and remained silent.

Xiao Hong, who walked in front but did not forget to eavesdrop on their conversation, sighed almost at the same time as the dark cloud in Min Fan's sea of ​​consciousness.

The next morning, at dawn, Zhao Yupeng came over.

Ji Lang handed the shadow stone to him, and said, "Fang Lin and I selected one of each type of magic weapon to show the process of using it, and the others also showed their appearance."

"Okay." Zhao Yupeng put the Shadow Stone in his arms properly, which was better than he expected. He originally thought they would just show a few casually.

After the important business was completed, Zhao Yupeng was as careful as Zhao Yupeng, and then he noticed the dark circles under Ji Lang's eyes, and said half politely and half caringly: "Ji Shao, in fact, our business is not in a hurry, and we don't need to stay up too late."

"It doesn't matter, we will be more at ease when we open the store earlier."

"Oh, good." Zhao Yupeng said with a smile, "To tell you the truth, Shao Ji, I have already planned to resign from Yaxing to serve warlocks like you and Fang Shao." Although he was still a second-hand dealer, he came out and worked alone.

"Very good, let's do it."

"Please take care of Ji Shao in the future." When dealing with cultivators, it is inevitable to need cultivators as backers.

"Everyone, each other." There are specialties in the art industry, and one's time and energy are limited. Ji Lang is willing to contract out the sales side.

As soon as Zhao Yupeng left, Fang Lin came back.

Fang Lin poked his head to look at the cold pot and stove in the kitchen, then looked at the closed door of Min Fan's room, and asked, "Have Min Fan and Xiao Hong gone out?"

"I haven't woken up yet, I only rested in the middle of the night last night."

"What are they doing, why do they stay up so late?"

Ji Lang paused, stunned for a while, and then said: "Don't ask about this, let's take a look at this cloak first." After that, he took out a cloak from the ring.

Fang Lin was diverted from the subject and said: "I made this cloak with golden silk. It can withstand [-]% of the attacks of the monks in the foundation building period. It is the only piece of clothing. I also invited the best tailors and embroiderers to help. .” This is a magic weapon that he has a great sense of accomplishment.

But Ji Lang said: "It can be made more exquisite."

"The ordinary cloaks in the tailor shop are very exquisite, either cut here or add some embellishments there. But if this one is done like that, it will affect the defensive function of the cloak."

"Try to change it. I will use inscriptions to make up for the defense. Let's make it a beautiful and practical magic weapon. Maybe it can be sold for a sky-high price."

Hearing the word sky-high price, Fang Lin's eyes lit up instantly, he put the cloak into his ring, and said, "I'll go to the embroiderer I know to discuss how to change it." After saying that, he ran away in a hurry.

Ji Lang closed the door without changing his face.

Feng Guanqing opened the door and came out, stretched his waist, "Brother Ji, good morning."

"Morning, Brother Feng." Ji Lang replied casually, and continued to read a book of common sense for monks.

After Feng Guanqing finished washing, he glanced at the title of the book he was reading, and said with a light smile, "This book is for ordinary people and those who have just started cultivating. How can you still read it in your foundation building period?"

"I didn't know much about it before, make up lessons."

"By the way, there is a gathering of candidates from other places this afternoon. They all come to the Imperial City Kaopingzhen Academy like us. Let's ask Min Fan to go with us."

"What's the party for?"

"Let's discuss the matters needing attention in the entrance exam, our own cultivation experience, and what we've seen and heard since we came to the imperial city."

Ji Lang pondered slightly, and said, "We still have to collect money to buy the admission letter, so we won't go."

Hearing this, Feng Guanqing drooped his head, and said distressedly: "I also want to contribute money. If I pass the exam, I will pay for tuition and living expenses. If I fail the exam, I will pay for it to return to my hometown."

"Brother Feng, prepare for the exam first. Unlike us, you are short of admission letter and have to prioritize money." Ji Lang suggested.

Feng Guanqing nodded, and said again: "Are you really not going to today's party? There is your fellow from Yunzhou City."

Ji Lang turned a page, raised his head and said, "I'm not going, brother Feng, please send my regards to my fellow countrymen."

"it is good."

At that time, Min Fan got up and saw Ji Lang sitting in the yard reading a book, he was slightly taken aback, and said with a little embarrassment: "I got up late today."

Ji Lang continued to read the book without raising his head, and said, "I slept so late last night, it's normal that I can't wake up in the morning. Hurry up and wash up and eat something."

Min Fan responded, and then went back to the house to wake up Xiaohong too. The older one and the younger one washed up in the yard, and Ji Lang went into the kitchen and served them two bowls of noodles.

Little Red rolled her eyes, remembering what she had promised Min Fan, swallowed back the words that came to her lips, and said instead: "Brother Fan, is Wu Yun better now, I want to talk to him."

He thought to himself, one person counts the short and the other counts the long, so he can discuss with Wu Yun how to match Ji Lang and Min Fan.

Min Fan asked Wu Yun first, and then said to Xiaohong: "He said that after you finish eating noodles, go to the room and talk alone."

"Yeah." Xiaohong sucked a few times, and quickly finished a bowl of noodles.

A blue light followed Xiaohong into the room.

Min Fan listened intently, and found that the two little guys had set up a barrier. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, and said in disbelief, "They can't prevent us from eavesdropping, can they?"

Ji Lang looked up at the closed door, and said indifferently: "They also have a little secret, let them alone."

Min Fan rested his chin, thinking of the encounter with Xiaohong Wuyun, he couldn't help thinking of his parents he had never met, and sighed softly: "Say, should I go to the hidden Min family?"

Hearing this, Ji Lang put down the book in his hand, looked at him seriously and said, "Let's not talk about how to find them, you just found their clan, how do you find your parents from it."

Min Fan pursed his lips and said slowly after a long time: "The boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge."

"That's the truth, but have you ever thought that you have never been with your parents since you were a child, and even a person suspected of your biological mother entrusted a dream to the village chief and asked the village chief to find you. This shows that your parents may have had a last resort It is because of your difficulties that you are separated from you. If you appear rashly, will you add trouble to them again."

"Am I their trouble?" Min Fan's nose turned sour, tears rolled in his eyes.

Ji Lang was stunned, and hurriedly explained: "Sorry, that's not what I meant. I just want to suggest that you don't rush to find your parents at Min's house. We can find them first, understand the situation of Min's family, and quietly find out who your parents are."

"Will you accompany me to look for it?" Min Fan looked straight at him, with a pair of bright eyes full of expectations that he hadn't noticed.

"Yes." Ji Lang replied without thinking, his eyes serious.