"Lin Wannian." Yu Sang called out.

Lin Wannian cursed inwardly, but turned to look at Yu Sang: "Didn't you go back to Xingyuan Sect? Why are you here?"

"I'll take the sword." Yu Sang raised the new sword in his hand. He looked at the group of people who were alone, Lin Wannian: "Where are your friends?"

"They are choosing the weapons they like." Lin Wannian replied.

Yu Sang stepped forward and asked, "Why don't you choose?"

"I'm not interested... No. Yu Sang, I don't know you well, can you please not ask so intimately?" Lin Wannian came back to his senses and said with a look of resistance.

"Oh." Yu Sang still took a few steps back after hearing his words.

The two kept their distance.

"Brother Yu Sang, why are you here?"

At this time Li Shu walked upstairs holding his sword, saw Lin Wannian and Yu Sang and asked.

Yu Sang answered.

Li Shu was just asking out of politeness. He looked at Lin Wannian and said, "Why are you standing there? Why don't you go in and take a look?"

He pointed to the fifth floor.

Lin Wannian coughed and answered concisely: "Su Xingran and Zhang Huaimu are inside."

"What, my brother is with Fellow Daoist Su?" At this time, Zhang Tianjing, the man with a rough voice, came up and said in shock when he heard this.

Tang Ye Nan kicked him and said, "Speak seriously. How old is your elder brother? You still want to be an old cow eating young grass."

Li Shu also felt that Zhang Tianjing's words were very offensive, and he applauded Tang Ye'nan's behavior.

Zhang Tianjing touched his kicked knee and actually thought about his brother's marriage: "My eldest brother is only 23 years old, how old is Su Daoyou?"

Tang Ye Nan and Li Shu didn't want to pay any attention to him.

Seeing the team coming up, Lin Wannian joined them and looked at Yu Sang: "I will meet up with them first, you can do whatever you need to do."

"Yeah." Yu Sang watched Lin Wannian and those people walk inside. When they were gone, he withdrew his gaze, grasped the sword in his hand and left.

"I see that you do have a friendship with Senior Brother Yu Sang. Why are you denying it? Everyone has some connection behind the scenes." Zhang Tianjing blamed Lin Wannian.

Lin Wannian shook his shoulders and did not answer such a boring question.

"You are here." Su Xingran heard their voices, looked up from selecting materials, and then waved at them: "Come and pick a small weapon you like, and I will refine it for you."

"Friend Su, do you have this ability?" Zhang Tianjing's eyes lit up when he heard it.

"Some ability."

In his later years, Lin chose a small sword so that he could protect himself at critical moments.

They spent most of the time strolling around Jiange, and then went to a restaurant to drink some fruit wine. After dark, Youzhou City became even more lively, and the streets were filled with fiery red lanterns.

Remembering that they had classes tomorrow morning, they bought some food and then left the main city and rushed back to Xingyuan Sect.

The access control for outer disciples was relatively loose. In Lin's later years, they returned to the sect at the hour of Hai and were immediately allowed in after their identities were confirmed.

After returning to Juwanzhai, Lin Wannian was the first to take a bath. After changing into clean clothes, he returned to the room and lay down on the bed. He felt sleepy instantly.

Maybe it was because of the fruit wine, he felt drunk, closed his eyes, and even the noisy sounds outside gradually faded away, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The dream was dark and there was no end in sight.

As dawn approached and white light from outside shone through the window, he raised his hands to cover his eyes. After a while, his vision adjusted to the light, and then he got up and started a new day of study.

After having a full lunch at noon, they came to the Personnel Hall to receive Qin Feixue's tasks, and the four of them rushed to their destination.

After the first time, they became familiar with Qin Feixue.

Qin Feixue was examining and bandaging the wounds of the injured monks in the pharmacy.

In his later years, Lin was preparing medicine. He had a good sense of smell and a good memory, and could find the medicine he wanted from hundreds of medicine boxes.

They quickly put the medicine on the paper bag, which was then packed by Tang Yenan. Su Xingran and Li Shu were responsible for asking about the patients' conditions. Those with serious conditions were handed over to Qin Feixue for treatment, while those with less serious conditions could be treated by simply writing a prescription and taking the medicine.

After they were done with a group of people, they twisted their sore shoulders and asked Qin Feixue about her condition: "Sister Qin, why are there so many patients today?"

Before Qin Feixue answered, the monk who was waiting for medicine said, "Of course we asked Deacon Qin to diagnose us, but I didn't expect that she would call for help."

As he spoke, he glared at Lin Wannian and the others with a reproachful look.

Lin Wannian was glared at by him and glared back.

Qin Feixue walked out after opening the curtain, picked up the towel hanging on the wall and wiped her hands, saying, "I am on duty at the outer gate pharmacy today. When I can't handle it alone, I will ask the personnel hall to call a few people to help."

As she spoke, she recalled the past: "Last year, it was the outer sect monks from the previous term who took the order, but now they have entered the inner sect and are busy with work and can't spare the time. This time it's you."

Li Shu smiled and joked: "Sister Qin, can all your outer disciples who come to help you enter the inner sect?"

Qin Feixue answered him: "No, there are also disciples who stay for one or two years, and they don't dare to come to see me when they are sick."

At this point, she sighed a little, and looked up at Lin Wannian and others: "You guys won't be like this, right?"

"Oh! Sister Qin, what are you talking about? We can definitely enter the inner gate. We will definitely come to see you when we have time."

The atmosphere between teachers and students gradually became lively, and Qin Feixue also smiled.

At this time, a monk came in, supporting a pale monk: "Deacon, look at my friend."

Qin Feixue hurried to get busy, while Lin Wannian and others did what they were supposed to do.

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