After wearing a book, I am a scumbag

Lin Qingzhou nodded slightly to the man as a response.

Knowing the sea, he quickly searched the system for the character illustrations and character information.

This person's name is Cui Rugu, a disciple of Master Uncle Wen Qingzhen, and he is Lin Qingzhou's younger brother.

Lin Qingzhou doesn't have much impression of this person. In the important plots of the book, there is a human background board without even a single line.

From the beginning to the end of the whole book, the name only appears in the dialogue between the main character and important supporting characters.

Checking the system information shows that Cui Rugu has a humble temperament and is kind. He is not acquainted with the original owner, but just an acquaintance.

"Brother, each disciple in the canteen can get an extra medicated meal today."

While he was looking at the information, Cui Rugu had already led him towards the crowd.

The faces of all the disciples were full of joy, and Lin Qingzhou was even more suspicious.

The conversation between two disciples came from his ears, which solved his doubts.

"It's just a medicinal diet, why is everyone fighting for a treasure, unwilling to be second?"

"The Fushao grass in the medicinal diet is not a treasure!"

"Fushaocao?! It turned out to be Fushaocao, a top-grade medicine!"

While talking, the two people stepped on their toes and continued to push forward even harder. In the panic, one of them even stepped on Lin Qingzhou's foot.

"Junior Brother Cui, what's so special about Fushaocao?" Lin Qingzhou stepped back calmly and asked the people beside him.

"Eating Fushao grass can strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality, and the cultivation level will increase dramatically! It is not rare in the fairy market, but the price is expensive, and ordinary monks generally cannot afford it."

Cui Ruzhi frowned as he looked at those disciples who were so ugly and had no monastic integrity.

"So that's it," Lin Qingzhou nodded, "I heard that Junior Brother has not eaten for a long time, so I left first."

While speaking, he folded his steps and walked outside.

Unexpectedly, Cui Ruxin reached out and grabbed his sleeve:

"Almost everyone among the monks knows that Fushaocao can improve cultivation, but few people know that it also has the effect of promoting wound healing and relieving pain. Senior brother was seriously injured in the secret realm. After taking some Fushaocao, the injury can be cured. Get better faster."

If you really want to sleep, someone will hand you a pillow.

After a night of healing, the wound on his back improved a lot, but it was not completely healed.

Now that God finally opened his eyes, he secretly gave him buffs with his own hands.

Then respect is worse than obedience!

Lin Qingzhou stood not far from the crowd, and waited until there were fewer people before going forward.

Cui Ruyu didn't seem to be in a hurry, and stood aside with him.

There was a lot of noise all around, but the two of them didn't care, talking in a low voice as if they were under the pine wind and bright moon.

The white head is as new as before, and the cover is as old as before.

It was the first time for Lin Qingzhou to meet Cui Rugu. The two of them talked only a few words, but it gave him the feeling that they had known each other for many years.

When Cui Rugu asked about the trip to the secret place of Xichuan, Lin Qingzhou scribbled it down in a few words, but didn't say much about the hardships, twists and turns.

Seeing his understatement, Cui Rugu didn't know what to think, and a narrow smile appeared on his face:

"Senior Brother Lin and Junior Brother Han Qi faced danger together in the secret realm and slayed monsters side by side. After this incident, I believe that Senior Brother's long-cherished wish for many years will soon be fulfilled."

Lin Qingzhou was startled when he heard the words, his eyes widened.

There is something in Cui Rugu's story.

The matter of the original owner's admiration for Han Qi, judging from the timing of the current plot, few people should know about it, but Cui Rugu has already seen it.

No, it was the original owner who loved Han Qi, not him.

He doesn't carry this pot.

Lin Qingzhou frowned slightly, and talked about other things from the left and right, "Slaying the monsters in the secret realm and picking up the elixir, but only caused injuries all over the body, the road to longevity, the road is long and blocked, how can it be said that the long-cherished wish is about to be fulfilled. "

Cui Ruyuan laughed, did not refute, and said to himself, "Then Yin Xi Baikong is eloquent, not to mention half of the credit for entering the secret realm, and he was injured and dragged down, how can he compare with his senior brother?"

and many more.

Cui Rugu could actually see this kind of invisible Shura field.

Tell me, Cui Rugu, are you not concentrating on your practice every day, and you have studied Zongmen gossip.

Lin Qingzhou's mind turned, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

At the other end, Cui Ru replied, half hurriedly and half seriously:

"You don't know, that day Junior Brother Han came out of the secret realm with you on his back. Your white clothes were soaked in blood and your complexion turned pale. Junior Brother Han's face was so gloomy and ugly. All the senior brothers waiting at the side were trembling and silent. They didn't dare One step closer."

Master Yin Xibai was waiting for the medicine, and Qu Hunzhan was put into the ring that he could only open by himself.

Han Qi's complexion could be better.

It is rare for Cui Rugu to have sharp eyes and a clear mind, so why didn't he think of this level?

Lin Qingzhou was about to speak to him, when suddenly, a loud voice came from the crowd.

"Junior brother Lin is also there."

The voice is deliberately clear and loud.

The man stood in the middle of the crowd, urging his juniors to distribute the medicinal food to the crowd, which was already very eye-catching.

As soon as he made such a sound, the whole dining hall was silent for a moment, and everyone turned their heads to look at Lin Qingzhou.

Lin Qingzhou couldn't help frowning slightly.

The visitor is not good.

This person, Lin Qingzhou, paid special attention to it when he checked the figure book before.

Duan Xiao.

Master Guangwei Daoist's disciples are not as good as Lin Qingzhou in Taoism and Dharma.

However, one year before Lin Qingzhou entered the Qingxu Sword Sect, Lin Qingzhou still wanted to call him a senior brother.

This person is Han Qi's fanatical follower, and only Han Qi follows his lead.

Although Han Qi didn't instruct him, he learned from his observations that Han Qi and Lin Qingzhou's brothers were at odds, so he led a group of brothers to crowd out and isolate Lin Qingzhou, and even secretly retaliated against the original owner.

A gentleman is easy to hide, but a villain is hard to guard against.

Duan Xiao is such a villain.

"Brother Duan."

Lin Qingzhou's face was calm, and he shouted indifferently.

The smile on Duan Xiao's lips seemed to have malicious intentions no matter how he looked at it, so he probably couldn't say anything to make him feel comfortable.

"The suzerain once said that among the young disciples of the sect, Junior Brother Han is the most talented, Junior Brother Cui is the most determined, and Junior Brother Lin Daoge is the most upright."

Duan Xiaolang opened his mouth, and when he reached this point, his voice paused.

His eyes wandered around the dining hall, and he raised his tone of voice, lest someone in the dining hall could not hear clearly:

"Looking at it today, the suzerain's words are true, Junior Brother Lin Daoge is really elegant and upright."

"Junior Brother Han specially arranged for his attendants to buy thousands of Fushao grass in Xianshi yesterday, and made it into a medicinal meal this morning for all the monks in the sect."

"Every senior brother knows how precious this medicine is, and they all seized this rare opportunity to improve their cultivation, but Junior Brother Lin turned a blind eye to it, dismissed it, and never took shortcuts on the road of cultivation. I admire it, but it makes me ashamed."

Although Lin Qingzhou was not in the crowd, he was standing not far from the crowd.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that it's not that he doesn't want to take the medicinal food, but that he is forced to be squeezed out of the crowd.

After Duan Xiao said something, he both praised and stomped secretly.

It's like slapping Lin Qingzhou in the face severely.

Lin Qingzhou's complexion suddenly changed when he heard the words.

He took the prepared meal and left without saying a word.

The pace was hurried, as if he was ashamed.

Duan Xiao looked at his receding back, raised his chin slightly, and the smile on his lips deepened, revealing a look of complacency.

He thought he had caused tons of damage to Lin Qingzhou.

What he didn't know was-

Damn, what the hell?

It was Han Qi's private arrangement of medicinal meals, so what's the difference between this and alms?

Don't eat, don't eat.

This grass burns your mouth when you eat it.

Why didn't that fool speak earlier, causing me to stand for so long in vain.

Wen Tang's body was empty, and he was still waiting to eat on the sickbed.

........

Many thoughts in Lin Qingzhou's mind were spinning, and she kept walking, and she walked out of the dining hall quickly.

Cui Ruyuan chased after him, took a few quick steps to catch up, and walked side by side with him:

"Senior brother Lin, don't take what you just said to heart."

Hearing this, Lin Qingzhou turned her head slightly, bent slightly towards the corner of his eyes, and raised her lips into a smile:

"A trivial matter."

The expression on his face was unpretentious and calm, as if the person who was ridiculed in public just now was not him at all.

The moles of tears under the eyelashes are looming, the brows and eyes are safe enough to be painted, and with a light smile, the beautiful face is full of brilliance in an instant.

Even Cui Rugu, who had a firm heart, couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he saw this.

He hurriedly turned his head away, and thought to himself, indeed, the beauty is beyond the skin.

In the past, he only thought that Senior Brother Lin had a superficial appearance, a gloomy personality, and was obsessed with love, but he didn't realize its beauty.

Looking at his strength of character now, he sighs in his heart, and he really lives up to his reputation.

The two walked a short distance away, and after a while they didn't hear Cui Rugu's words, Lin Qingzhou said:

"Junior Brother Cui, if you have nothing else to do, just leave now."

Cui Rugu just came back to his senses, with a blushing expression on his face, "Senior brother, go slowly. In the future, senior brother will be free, so I must have a good swordplay with senior brother."

Just now, the two of them stood together to talk, and they also exchanged a little bit of their cultivation experience and swordsmanship experience.

Cui Rugu heard Lin Qingzhou's opinion and shouted that he had benefited a lot.

He has always been very keen on competing in martial arts. If Lin Qingzhou hadn't been injured at the moment, he would have dragged him to a competition right now.

Having multiple friends is never a bad thing.

Lin Qingzhou said hello, silently recited the incantation, summoned the sword, and walked towards Ling Xiaofeng with the sword.

Cui Rugu looked at his back as he went away, and then looked back, through the window lattice of the dining hall, he met Duan Xiao who was also paying attention to the movement here.

Duan Xiao looked at him, raised his chin slightly, looked provocative and disdainful.

Cui Rugu was not angry at all, and a gloating smile appeared on his lips.

Some people who think they are smart are going to be unlucky.

The spirit sword is in the air, and the clothes are in the wind.

Under Lin Qingzhou's feet is a towering meditation water pavilion on the rockery, and the mountain spring is flowing and pouring into the blue pool.

Out of the corner of Lin Qingzhou's eyes, Hao Ran caught a glimpse of Han Qi holding a book in the small pavilion in the pool not far away, looking down.

He didn't look sideways, pretending not to see, and went straight to the side of the small pavilion, passing by silently.

When Han Qi flashed by in the corner of his eyes, Han Qi raised his eyes from the scroll.

Looking at the direction where Lin Qingzhou was going away, he took a deep look at the tray with a lot of things on it.

Thinking of something, the corner of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, as fast as a ripple in a pool of water, and soon disappeared.

The short and fat Taoist boy with a bun on his head stood aside to serve him, observing his words in silence all the time, seeing this, he was taken aback for a moment.

Did the young master laugh just now?