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After the ugly hour, Ji Lang counted the time and boiled hot water, then sat in the yard like a Wangfushi and waited for Min Fan and Xiaohong to come back.

When the door squeaked, Ji Lang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them, and said in a neutral tone: "The pot is boiling hot water, you should wash up and rest."

Xiaohong blinked her eyes and said to Ji Lang: "Are you waiting for us to come back?"

"I just finished my work, so I sat in the yard for a while." Ji Lang said calmly, but there was nowhere to put his hands.

"I resigned from my job to Fangzhu He today, and I was delayed for a while, so I came back later." Min Fan said with a smile, with a hint of disappointment hidden in his smile.

Hearing this, Ji Lang was stunned for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he quickly suppressed it.

He didn't seem to care much and said, "It's fine if you resign, just concentrate on preparing for the exam."

Min Fan responded softly, "Yes."

Xiao Hong turned her back and rolled her eyes, then turned around and said, "Ji Lang, did you have something to say just now?"

Hearing this, Min Fan looked at Ji Lang in a daze.Under the dim candle lamp, a pair of bright eyes fascinated Ji Lang's eyes like sparkling water waves, and there was a layer of clear and shallow ripples in Ji Lang's heart.

Ji Lang paused for a moment, and said with a normal expression: "Xiaohong will go buy a third-level inscription pen with me tomorrow."

Xiaohong put her hands on her chest, snorted heavily, and said angrily: "Okay." Did he ask him to say this?Does Ji Lang really not understand?

Min Fan asked, "Are you going to upgrade the inscription level?"

"You can try it." Since becoming a second-level inscription master, Ji Lang deliberately slowed down the promotion speed of inscriptions. It's not that he can't improve, but he wants to lay a more solid foundation.Now, he can deal with first and second level inscriptions with ease.

"You guys can go buy it tomorrow morning." Min Fan was happy for him.

"Brother Fan, won't you go with us?" Xiaohong, who couldn't help worrying about her life, asked out loud, innocent and innocent.

Both Ji Lang and Min Fan are already familiar with Xiaohong, and they both know his intentions well.

Ji Lang said to Min Fan: "The Inscription Masters Association in the Imperial City is the general association. It not only has the most complete inscription-related items, but also various other magic tools. Let's go and have a look tomorrow."

"Okay." Min Fan replied solemnly.

"I'll go back to the room to rest first." Ji Lang nodded, with a smile that was so shallow that it was almost imperceptible, he turned and went back to the room.

He admitted from the bottom of his heart that during the several months of companionship, he was already tempted.However, at this moment, he was not sure whether Min Fan had the same intention for him.

Ji Lang came to the General Association of Inscription Teachers for the first time, but someone in the General Association impressed him deeply.

That day, Ji Lang demonstrated the art of inscription on the street in front of the bean curd stall, and an elder in the association happened to see the whole process from the window on the second floor of the tea house across the street.

Liang Xiangyu appreciates young inscribers with potential, and has dug out many good seedlings for the Inscriber Association over the years.

He originally thought that such an outstanding rising star would appear in the association soon, and specifically asked the staff in charge of the reception to pay more attention, but he didn't expect to make him wait for several days.

So Liang Xiangyu rushed to the lobby after receiving the news and asked, "Where is the person?"

"It's over there in the artifact showcase."

There are a wide variety of magical instruments in the showcase, all of which are for sale, with clearly marked prices.

Xiaohong pointed to a fourth-level inscription pen that was black and without a trace of lines and said to Ji Lang: "This is it."

"Level [-]?" Ji Lang glanced at the price, and it was about the same price as a better grade [-] inscription pen. "You're an expert, I'll listen to you."

"I am the ancestor of the inscription pen." Xiaohong hummed proudly.

Ji Lang laughed softly, squeezed his head hard, and said to the salesperson: "Please take out this pen for me, I will buy it."

"Little brother, this pen is inferior among the fourth-level inscription pens. Why don't you take a look at the few here." Liang Xiangyu said from the side, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

Ji Lang gave him a fist, "Thank you for reminding me, old man, I can just buy this one."

The salesperson opened his eyes wide, and said to Ji Lang with a worried expression: "This is Mr. Liang, the elder of our General Association of Inscription Masters."

Liang Xiangyu raised his hand to stop the salesman, and said to Ji Lang amiably: "My surname is Liang. I was fortunate enough to see my little brother successfully change the third-level inscription into the second-level inscription. The quality of the inscription is top-grade."

"Ji Lang, junior, there is indeed what Mr. Liang said."

"Brother Ji is a third-level inscriber, or a fourth-level?"

"It's level two."

Liang Xiangyu looked at him in surprise, and said: "The certification of the association only represents the level certified by the association. Without certification, it does not mean that it is not good." He has never seen an inscription master who can change an inscription of a higher level than himself.

Ji Lang repeated: "I am a second-level inscriber."

Liang Xiangyu looked at him as if he was looking at a rare species, and after a while he said pleasantly: "This old man wants to invite Brother Ji to join the General Association of Inscription Masters."

"Thanks to Mr. Liang's attention, the younger generation is very grateful, but the younger generation just wants to study for the time being." Ji Lang's voice was calm and serious.

Although joining the General Association can enjoy certain preferential treatment, it will also be subject to the General Association.

Liang Xiangyu could see that he was determined, and said: "Since that's the case, I won't force you. However, I still want to make friends with little brother Ji. I don't know what the little brother wants?"

"Junior's honor."

"Okay, Ji Xiaoyou." Liang Xiangyu smiled loudly.

With this announcement, the attitude of the salesperson at the showcase towards Ji Lang changed drastically, and he enthusiastically helped him complete the transaction of the level [-] inscription pen.

Liang Xiangyu said with a smile: "The General Association has ready-made inscription liquid, try a new pen?"

Ji Lang thought for a while, then nodded.

Liang Xiangyu immediately asked for the inscription fluid to be fetched.

Therefore, Ji Lang once again demonstrated the inscription technique in public.And this time, more of the onlookers were inscribers.

Ji Lang took out the original storage ring and carefully drew the inscription on the ring.

The onlookers came and went, they were inscription masters themselves, and they were used to others using inscription techniques, so they were not interested in this low-level inscription.If Liang Xiangyu hadn't been here, they wouldn't have walked over to take a look.

Ji Lang closed his pen, and a layer of faint white light lingering around the ring flashed away.

Liang Xiangyu looked at him like a monster, and said in surprise, "Is this a new type of inscription?"

Ji Lang nodded: "It was changed on the basis of a fourth-level inscription."

"Can I show the old man?"

"Please."

Liang Xiangyu used spiritual power to reveal the inscription on the ring, and confirmed: "It's a second-level defense, top grade."

After all, he handed the ring back to Ji Lang, and added a reminder: "Use the storage ring for defense. In case the ring is damaged, the things in the space may not be preserved."

Defensive inscriptions are either rebound or pure shield.If unfortunately encountering a powerful attack, almost all the magical weapons used as defense will be burned.

"Mr. Liang, please take a look."

Ji Lang attacked the ring with spiritual power, and the inscription was running, but it didn't simply resist or rebound, but absorbed the spiritual power attack.

Liang Xiangyu was dumbfounded, and said in disbelief: "The spiritual power of the attack has been transformed into the power of the inscription."

The surrounding inscription masters gathered again, annoyed that they hadn't watched with humility just now, and begged Ji Lang to let them have a look at the inscription on the ring.

Ji Lang showed them generously that he was confident enough that they would not be able to see why just by looking at the pattern of the inscription.

Liang Xiangyu asked, "How did you do it?"

Ji Lang said: "I used a little cleverness, it's not worth mentioning." How can I easily tell others the results of a whole night's work?

Liang Xiangyu is not a person who steals and plunders. Realizing that he was quick to talk just now, he couldn't help apologizing and said: "Please don't blame Ji Xiaoyou, the old man didn't intend to find out about Xiaoyou's secret skills."

"Junior understands."

Liang Xiangyu invited the three of Ji Lang to the back hall, and the President Chen Shiyan personally entertained them, and proposed to Ji Lang to buy the drawings of the inscriptions.To be precise, it is to buy the skill of drawing defensive inscriptions.

With a huge sum of money suddenly, Ji Lang purchased a large number of spiritual herbs.

He also sold the storage ring with the public inscription at a high price, and took the opportunity to promote a wave of auctions that Zhao Yupeng was about to host.

Min Fan stood behind Ji Lang, quietly watching him talking and laughing happily with others, watching him gain fame and fortune as soon as he turned around, and felt a little inferior when he was happy for him.

Xiao Hong secretly glanced at Min Fan's expression, couldn't help frowning, and immediately kept winking at Ji Lang, but Ji Lang kept ignoring him, so angry that he wanted to curse.

Standing in front of the showcase, Ji Lang looked at all kinds of storage rings, and said to Min Fan, "I'm dazzled, please help me choose one."

Min Fan responded, and then carefully selected the storage ring in the showcase.Some are exquisite and beautiful, some are simple and elegant, and the spaces are also large and small.

Ji Lang glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, his eyes were tender.

Min Fan picked it back and forth, and finally looked at two of them hesitating, and said: "These two are about the same size, and the style is also good."

"If you buy it, which one do you like better?" Ji Lang asked softly.

Min Fan didn't think about it, "This one, it looks simpler and more elegant in appearance."

"Okay." The smile on Ji Lang's lips gradually deepened.

Xiaohong, who sees through everything, backs away a little, thinking: I misunderstood Ji Lang.

After returning to the small rented courtyard, Min Fan practiced calligraphy in the courtyard, while Ji Lang drew inscriptions beside him.As for Xiaohong, as soon as she walked out of the gate of the General Association of Inscription Masters, she ran off to play.

At this moment, there were only the two of them in the small yard.

Ji Lang brought a bundle of firewood over to test the inscription on the firewood.It wasn't until he had tried all the bundles of firewood and used up nearly half of the newly purchased spirit grass that he smiled with satisfaction, and then drew an inscription on the newly bought storage ring.

After Min Fan finished copying the copybook, he washed his hands and re-made a pot of tea and took it to the yard. He wanted to ask Ji Lang to rest for a while but was afraid of disturbing him. Fortunately, Ji Lang put away his pen.

Looking at the ring, Ji Lang frowned, and the expression on his face gradually became serious.

The gift is ready, but how to give it?

Min Fan asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"I……"

"People make mistakes. It's very common to make an inscription mistake once. Your success rate is already very high, and other inscription masters can't match it."

"The inscription was successful, no mistakes."

"Ok?"

Ji Lang walked towards him holding the storage ring, and said with a normal expression: "This is for you, this is my first attempt to superimpose triple inscriptions."

"For me?" Min Fan opened his eyes wide and shook his head again and again, "No, it's too expensive, I can't take it."

"It's just a dead thing, take it."

"..." From buying rings to drawing inscriptions, Min Fan has always been by Ji Lang's side.Min Fan knew how much this storage ring was worth.

"Why did you give it to me?"

"You can use it."

After the words fell, Min Fan's expression changed subtly, and Ji Lang also realized that he should not answer like this.

Ji Lang said: "We have known each other for half a year, especially in the past few months, I have taken care of you a lot, so I want to give you a gift."

"I'm the one who takes care of you." When Min Fan looked at him, his eyes were full of stars.

Seeing that he hadn't accepted it, Ji Lang hesitated for a moment, then grabbed his hand, and put the storage ring directly into his palm.

The courtyard door was pushed open from the outside, and Feng Guanqing and Fang Lin froze at the door for an instant.

Feng Guanqing cleared his throat, "Go ahead."

Fang Lin finally understood, "So you are a couple."

"No." Min Fan pulled his hand back abruptly, holding the storage ring in his palm.

He said: "You guys have something to talk about when you come here together. I'll make a pot of tea for you." After finishing speaking, Min Fan turned and hurried into the kitchen.

Fang Lin walked towards Ji Lang quickly, lowered his voice and asked, "Quickly tell me, what's going on between you and Min Fan?"

Ji Lang said ambiguously: "What you see is what you see."

Fang Lin widened his eyes, thought about it carefully, suddenly laughed, and said intriguingly, "I see, you're jealous."

The corners of Ji Lang's mouth twitched, and he said solemnly: "I don't like to be jealous."

Fang Lin clicked his tongue several times with a look of disgust, and then said deliberately: "What I said to Min Fan before is still valid."

"You dare." Ji Lang gritted his teeth word by word.