Fang Lin turned around and saw a group of people walking out of the yard. The one at the front was a young man wearing a white robe, with short and long hair and a handsome face.
As soon as Fang Lin saw this formation, he knew that the young man in white robe should be Na Lu Jiuhe, and everyone else should be one step behind him to show respect for this person.
Fang Lin saw Kang Lu, who was standing behind Lu Jiuhe, his face expressionless, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.
Fang Lin also knew several other people, and they were all the people who became official disciples together on the day of Dantong's assessment.
Fang Lin cupped his fists slightly toward Lu Jiuhe and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "I think this is Senior Brother Lu. Fang Lin pays homage to Senior Brother Lu."
Lu Jiuhe smiled slightly and said: "Junior Brother Fang is too polite. We are all formal disciples, so there is no need to be so formal."
Having said that, Lu Jiuhe accepted Fang Lin's courtesy as a matter of course.
Kang Lu on the side suddenly said: "Junior Brother Fang, we are all here, but you come so late. Could it be that you don't take Brother Lu's invitation seriously?"
Fang Lin said with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Kang, you don't know something. Junior Brother, I was invited by Senior Brother Lu, and I was extremely surprised. I thought about giving Senior Brother Lu a meeting gift. I thought about it a lot, so I came late. I hope that Senior Brother Lu and all other senior brothers will forgive me."
Seeing Fang Lin say this, Kang Lu couldn't say the words he had prepared and could only look at Fang Lin hatefully.
Lu Jiuhe looked a little surprised and said, "Junior Brother Fang prepared a meeting gift for me?"
Fang Lin nodded, patted the Jiugong bag, and took out a jade bottle.
"These are three interest-raising pills. They were given to me by Elder Zhou. I used a few of them and gave the remaining three to Senior Brother Lu. I hope Senior Brother Lu won't dislike them," Fang Lin said.
Hearing this, Lu Jiuhe's eyes flashed with joy. He was about to reach out to take the jade bottle, but felt that it was not appropriate to accept it directly. He immediately declined and said: "Junior brother Fang is too polite. This breath nourishing pill is naturally a gift from Elder Zhou. It's for junior brother, senior brother, I can't accept it, otherwise if Elder Zhou finds out, I'm afraid junior brother and I will be blamed."
When everyone heard this, they all cursed Lu Jiuhe for being hypocritical. This interest-raising pill is a real first-class pill. Do you, Lu Jiuhe, want it
Fang Lin immediately took back the health pill and put it back into the Jiugong bag. He shook his head and sighed: "I don't think it's appropriate either. After all, it was the pill given to me by Elder Zhou. Giving it away would be like borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha. Since senior brother No, then Junior Brother, I will prepare another gift and give it to you another day."
Lu Jiuhe was stunned, and the others were also stunned, and then looked at Fang Lin with a strange expression.
Lu Jiuhe was stunned at first, and then his face suddenly turned ugly. Even though he wanted to pretend not to care, he couldn't pretend at all, and the anger in his heart was completely beyond words.
Lu Jiuhe was so angry that he wanted to hit Fang Lin in the face with his fist. I obviously refused on purpose. Why didn't he want it? Have you ever given a gift like this? Aren't you kidding me
Fang Lin saw Lu Jiuhe's eaten-up expression and sneered in his heart, but pretended to be confused: "Senior Brother Lu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Although our Dan sect disciples are not as good as those Martial sect disciples in terms of physique, we still have to Exercise more frequently, senior brother, you just lack exercise."
When Lu Jiuhe heard Fang Lin's words, he secretly clenched his fists. He was afraid that he would smash his fist on Fang Lin's nose the next moment.
"Junior brother, thank you for your trouble. Let's go in and talk." Lu Jiuhe said with a forced smile.
Fang Lin nodded, Lu Jiuhe flicked his sleeves and walked quickly into the courtyard. Kang Lu and others quickly followed, but Fang Lin was last. No one was walking with him, which vaguely excluded Fang Lin.
Fang Lin didn't care and finally walked into Lu Jiuhe's yard.
After entering the courtyard, Fang Lin looked around, and his eyes suddenly felt hot.
"The treatment of the upper-class disciples is different. My courtyard is the largest among the lower-class disciples. Compared with this place, it is just a hut!" Fang Lin secretly smacked his tongue, very envious of Lu Jiuhe for having such a big courtyard. courtyard.
Lu Jiuhe's yard is almost five times as big as Fang Lin's yard. There are so many medicinal materials planted in the yard that it looks like a small pharmacy.
In addition to Fang Lin, Kang Lu and others also had envy on their faces, but it was just envy. Different statuses naturally lead to different treatment. It is impossible for a low-level official disciple to have a high-level political history. treatment of the land.
In the center of the yard, a pavilion was built with stone tables and chairs inside, which looked very elegant and quiet.
Everyone followed Lu Jiuhe to the pavilion and sat down one after another. Fang Lin finally took his seat, facing Lu Jiuhe.
Lu Jiuhe was so angry when he looked at Fang Lin's face. When he heard Kang Lu talk about Fang Lin before, he didn't pay much attention to it. He thought he was just a low-class disciple. As a high-class disciple, he was not casual. Take it easy.
Only after meeting him did he realize that this Fang Lin was indeed as Kang Lu said, extremely difficult to deal with, and Lu Jiuhe suffered a hidden loss from the very beginning.
Although he didn't lose anything, Lu Jiuhe couldn't remain calm in front of Fang Lin after all.
After everyone sat down, they started chatting, but Fang Lin seemed to be ignored by everyone. No one took the initiative to talk to him, as if Fang Lin didn't exist.
Fang Lin didn't care. Anyway, he came here just for the Hundred Years Zhi, and he didn't want to deal with these people who were close to Kang Lu.
After chatting for a while, everyone looked at Fang Lin intentionally or unintentionally, and found that Fang Lin did not feel uncomfortable sitting there at all, but instead admired the medicinal materials in the yard with relish.
The smile on Lu Jiuhe's face disappeared, and he took the initiative to speak: "I heard that Junior Brother Fang got an unprecedented perfect score in this Dantong assessment. I guess he has a very deep knowledge of grass and trees. How about Senior Brother taking the test?"
As soon as he said this, Kang Lu quickly said: "Senior Brother's suggestion is very good. Junior Brother Fang beat us and came out on top. Senior Brother, please don't ask some simple questions. That will not be difficult for Junior Brother Fang."
Several other people also spoke one after another. They praised Fang Lin a lot in their words, but in fact they were hiding their secrets and were just praising Fang Lin.
Fang Lin said nothing and quietly watched these people's performances.
Lu Jiuhe nodded and said with a smile: "In that case, senior brother, I have to think about it carefully. Otherwise, junior brother Fang will answer too easily. Where can I put my senior brother's face?"
Fang Lin finally said: "Senior brother, just come up with the questions. Junior brother, I am not good at anything else. I know a lot about vegetation."
When Lu Jiuhe heard this, he was even more displeased with Fang Lin. How could he be so crazy in front of my senior official disciple? I will let you know how powerful I, Lu Jiuhe, am later.