Chapter 3 How Can I Tell If I'm Male and Female(1/2)
The study of the Nan family was cleaned very clean, and the gorgeous decoration finally had a bit of the style of a wealthy family back then.
Nan Ling is a handsome middle-aged man, but his eyebrows may have left deep marks due to long-term frowning. There is always a deep depression condensed into it, and time cannot be diluted, so it can only deepen.
He and Feng Qinglang were sitting on the ebony sofa. He made jasmine tea with his own hands and talked enthusiastically with Feng Qinglang.
Feng Qinglang naturally had some affection for this person. In addition to the shocking magic pattern painting downstairs, the other party only talked about interesting local news and did not ask about his background.
Finally, Feng Qinglang got to the point first: "Grand Nanling, I heard that you have some ancient magic weapons here, which can change a person's appearance after wearing..."
When he saw Nan Ling put the teacup on the tea set, he pondered and said, "I have encountered some trouble. If it weren't for Dongfang Pei's relationship, I'm afraid I wouldn't dare show you in my true form. I need your help! In order to repay you, I can help you complete some things, and I still have some abilities."
Nan Ling finally said: "My friend Feng Qinglang, if it were the past, I should have handed you what you need without saying a word. But now..."
Good education seemed to make it difficult for him to speak of. He stood up and made some difficulty in his steps, but he moved to the desk and took a file from the thick stack of paper. When he came back, the file was already in front of Feng Qinglang.
The cover of the archive is: Mingguang Academy information collection.
Feng Qinglang met Nan Ling's gaze, and the other party's gaze was full of expectations. Feng Qinglang had to open the information and start reading.
Nan Ling said slowly from the side: "I have an incompetent son named Nan Xinghun. He has little contact with the outside world and has always been ignorant of the world. Before he knew it, he has reached the age of enrollment, but with the current family, he really cannot educate him too much..."
He seemed to be talking to Feng Qinglang, or he seemed to be muttering to himself.
Feng Qinglang finally frowned slightly. He understood what Nan Ling meant. The young master of the Nan family needed a bodyguard, but it was very difficult to get into the Mingguang Academy. He needed someone to escort all the way. There were really not many young people with bodyguard strength, and he seemed to be just like this.
Nan Ling was still saying: "As long as there is a reliable person by his side, spending a period of time, three years, no, no, even if it is only two years, I believe he can stand up and become self-reliant in the academy. In the end, even if he cannot revitalize his family, he will at least become a talent... I am already an old guy, obviously not suitable to accompany him into the academy..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but pause, and he was somewhat embarrassed to be unable to sustain it.
Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly. He always took on short-term tasks, and risks and gains were expected. But if he accompanied a little kid to a college, who would know what kind of trouble he would encounter? He remembered Alans's genius training camp. If it was consumed in that way, he would have to fight at any time. I'm afraid it won't take long to return to the depths of the stars in advance.
Every use of power is a waste of money for him.
The spiritual sea of ordinary warriors is circulating and endless.
But he, since that year and that day, has become the Dead Sea. Perhaps for ordinary people, he has actually possessed a vast spiritual world like the ocean. He was so amazing. He was once proud of it, but now it is just the Dead Sea, which cannot be renewed. Every time he uses it, it will be reduced a little.
Since last year, even if he does nothing, the Dead Sea continues to sink, and the speed is getting faster and faster. He is sprinting towards the end of death every day. He comes, just wanting to take away the ancient magic weapon that can temporarily change his appearance, and then continue to find a way to cure his body.
But the uncle in front of him was looking forward and begging, and even looked at him with some pleading.
Feng Qinglang was thinking about how to refuse, but his eyes suddenly stopped at a corner of the information:
The chapter of Meditation is suspected to be the residual chapter of the legendary Holy Spirit Art. It can repair damaged meridians and reshape the vitality of the spiritual sea. It can be redeemed according to the corresponding points of the academy.
On the Holy Scar Continent, Feng Qinglang has also tracked the existence of the Holy Spirit Art, but all the ones found were fakes. But now in this not-famous Mingguang Academy, is it actually known that there is a despicable existence of the Holy Spirit Art in the remnant chapter of the Holy Spirit Art?
Or, it's just for the gimmick of admissions...
At this time, the spiritual sea felt a sharp pain, reminding him that it was time to take the medicine again. He took out the pill made of Mengding Shihua as the main ingredient, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it hard, and at the same time took the jasmine tea in front of him and cleaned it.
Through the swaying mist coming out of the tea set, Nan Ling carefully noticed Feng Qinglang's flash of pain. He sniffed hard on his nose. It seemed that it was a pill composed of complex elements, and the fragrance of a strawberry smell came from.
If you don't know, it's easy to misunderstand that it's just an uncommon candy.
He couldn't help but frowned and said in a deep voice: "My friend Feng Qinglang, please forgive me for your deep words, this... this seems to be..."
Feng Qinglang smiled disconcertedly: "Yes, it's poisonous, but I have to accept it, otherwise my spiritual sea will be completely boiling, I will be crazy and destroy everything I see until all the strength on my body is burned out, and then my death is the final end! Well, I will name this pill strawberry, a good name, right?"
His eyes at Nan Ling became more friendly, and he dared to remind a person he had just met for a while that he had his valuable qualities.
Nan Ling frowned even deeper, as if he was making some trade-offs, and finally said: "Although our family is in trouble, we have collected a lot of medical books. If you need it, you can go to our library."
I guess that the library is a forbidden area that is not open to the public? Feng Qinglang asked interested: "Are there any books on how to repair the spiritual sea? I mean, it can really be done, not those that are advertised outside..."
Nan Ling smiled bitterly for it. This type of book can be called legendary secrets. There are probably only two or three books on the entire continent. Not to mention now, the Nan family at its peak cannot meet the conditions for collection.
Feng Qinglang understood from Nan Ling's smile, and laughed at herself, turning back to the original topic: "Grandmaster Nan Ling, is this information from the admissions manual from that academy?"
Nan Ling shook his head and said, "No, I specially commissioned an intelligence organization to collect it. The information inside should be true!"
There was naturally a faint arrogance in his voice. Feng Qinglang believed that this information should be a bit credible. When his eyes fell on this quiet chapter again, he couldn't help but lit up a little more.
It's been too late. Instead of continuing to search for the illusory hope, the Mingguang Academy in front of him might be an opportunity, not to mention that those who were chasing him would probably not expect him to hide in a small academy.
Thinking of this, Feng Qinglang straightened his waist and asked, "Old Master Nan Ling, be your noble son's nanny..."
Nan Ling quickly interrupted and corrected: "It's a bodyguard, or an escort."
Feng Qinglang smiled and said, "It all means the same. Okay, as his bodyguard, what do I need to do?"
Nan Ling was inspired and stood up: "Just help him pass the entrance examination and help him integrate into the life of the academy."
Feng Qinglang said: "While I was in the academy, I could do my best to take care of him for the rest of the time."
Nan Ling nodded and said, "Of course, that's the case!"
Feng Qinglang asked again: "Why is Mingguang Academy?" Since the other party had specially collected information, he must have chosen the only option among multiple options.
Nan Ling smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, it is not very famous now! But a thousand years ago, it was also a famous family, with a history of more than our Nan family. However, after several turmoils, it gradually fell and the ratings it received became lower and lower. But I believe that they still have considerable background."
He looked at Feng Qinglang, and the other party seemed to be smiling. He had to smile bitterly and said, "Okay, there is another most important reason. The only one with a little famous school is closest to here. If Star Soul makes any trouble, you can run back as soon as possible and get shelter."
Feng Qinglang nodded slowly. He finally swallowed the "strawberry fruit" completely, cleaned the newly added flower tea in front of him, and asked again: "Why me?"
There are always some people who are capable and look pretty young. Nan Ling is definitely willing to spend a price to invite him for his only child. Feng Qinglang is very curious about why he was the last choice when he was right.
Nan Ling said: "Yes, I have met some people. If you don't show up, I already have another candidate in my mind. Although... there are many flaws, I can't be too picky. Fortunately, you show up. First, Dongfang Pei trusts you, this is a rare thing, so I am willing to trust you too! Second, my wife likes you too, which is more important, because she almost resists most outsiders."
Feng Qinglang's mind flashed through the lifelike three-dimensional magic pattern painting in the center of the hall below. Isn't Nan Ling's wife already dead? Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable chill.
Nan Ling smiled and said, "Young friend, don't be nervous. Yes, my wife has passed away for many years, but in fact, her spirit has always been there. Just in the hall below, I can still sense the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy that flashes by her occasionally..." As he said this, a tenderness that could not be melted appeared on his face.
Feng Qinglang felt that the chill was a little transformed into creepy, so he quickly changed the topic and said, "People Nan Ling, let's talk about Mr. Ling next."
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The guest room was specially cleaned, and the careful butler also put a bouquet of freshly picked flowers in the vase on the table, fully demonstrating their kindness to Feng Qinglang.
The ancient magic weapon that can change his appearance and temperament has been obtained. Nan Ling gave him two choices, one is a pair of retro large glasses, and the other is an outrageously fancy bracelet. Feng Qinglang felt that he had no choice at all.
In front of the mirror, Feng Qinglang looked at the glasses. Its magic pattern structure belonged to the ancient times. This was a lost craft, but Feng Qinglang still felt the complex craftsmanship.
As the glasses were put on, the pretty face in the mirror disappeared, and replaced by a fat face. With the large glasses, it looked a bit funny. Just looking at the appearance, it seemed like a very easy-to-make type.
Feng Qinglang couldn't help laughing. The face in the mirror responded to a honest smile, with a unique pastoral atmosphere. Feng Qinglang smiled even more happily, so he saw that the person in the mirror was like a young farmer who saw a bumper harvest, smiling happily there.
In fact, the so-called change of appearance and temperament is somewhat related to the original appearance. Just like Feng Qinglang now, this magic weapon exaggerates his facial features in different proportions, which makes people easily have an illusion that his body is also fat.
The most amazing thing about the ancient magic weapon like Nan family that can change its appearance is that it can even change its aura. Those powerful people of the Di Dynasty who pursued themselves with their aura can calm down for a while...
Feng Qinglang nodded with satisfaction, and decided to meet Nan Ling's only son Nan Xinghun with his current face.
Nan Xinghun's study room is much more messy than his own. Large and small books are like buildings, stacked in stacks, with different heights. Walking into this room is like walking into a world of books with illegal buildings everywhere.
Feng Qinglang thought to himself that Yinan Ling's spoiling for his son would definitely be willing to clean up the study for him, but the place was still messy, which only shows that Nan Xinghun resisted cleaning up and he liked it.
Feng Qinglang has always been awe-inspiring towards those who are good at learning, but he quickly browsed the books around him. This awe-inspiring discount was instantly unlimited. These are all kinds of fantasy novels on the road, often describing how an ordinary person quickly becomes a hero. They are born with the halo of the protagonist. When they meet a capable person, they will not be stepped under their feet and become the protagonist's younger brother. When they meet a woman, they must be unpretentious if they don't fall in love with the protagonist.
He couldn't help but hold the corners of his mouth, and then, deep in the sea of books, he finally saw the soul of Nanxing.
This is a pretty handsome young man. The afterglow of the setting sun happened to be wearing a golden coat on him. At this time, he was holding a large book and focusing on studying hard.
Judging from the appearance alone, Feng Qinglang felt that she had been completely blown up. If she was a stubborn girl, she would probably scream at this time.
He coughed twice to remind the other party of his existence.
Nan Xinghun frowned, but soon stretched again, and his hand turned to the next page.
Feng Qinglang had no choice but to smile bitterly and said, "Hello, Mr. Nanxinghun!"
This is a volume that can make Nan Xinghun realize his existence. Sure enough, the other party finally escaped from the sea of books, turned his head and looked at Feng Qinglang, without any suspicion of Feng Qinglang's current appearance, which is seriously lacking in literary atmosphere, grinning in a strange sunshine, and the sunset outside the window seemed to be a little dim.
If Feng Qinglang is a flower crazier, he should have let out a second scream at this time. Unfortunately, he is not. He just smiled calmly and introduced himself: "My name is Feng Qinglang. I am entrusted by your father. I will get along with you in the future!"
Nan Xinghun put the book aside, grew up, and smiled and said, "It turns out that you are the companion study boy I found by my father. Although you don't look like a human, I will treat you like a human!"
Feng Qinglang felt it was difficult for her to keep her smile natural anymore. What kind of syntax is this? But the identity of this student was negotiated with Nan Ling in advance, so she had to pinch her nose and recognize her. "Treat it like a human being" should be a very high treatment...
Nan Xinghun laughed and waved his hand and said, "Just kidding, little fat man! Don't worry! By the way, you have to remember the feeling at this moment!"
The little fat man had to smile bitterly and press his glasses on his nose. Nan Xinghun seemed to be worried about the other party's confusion and explained: "A few years later, you will follow me and watch me become one of the top figures in the Holy Scar Continent. You will definitely write memoirs. You don't even remember the first page clearly. How did you cheat your royalties?"
Feng Qinglang smiled even more bitterly. He searched his dry intestines and tentatively said: "Should I tell you that the wheel of history begins to turn, and then I feel that my destiny has entered a new turning point, and my ordinary life has been written into legends from now on...and so on?"
Nan Xinghun laughed and said, "It's almost the same, but it's not enough. It's best if you feel that the whole world is eclipsed, or the sun, moon and stars have lost their original trajectory, as if they are recombining. You thought you were only seeing a rising star, but later you realized that you were seeing the whole world."
Feng Qinglang felt a little dizzy. He suddenly felt a little impulsive and wanted to walk back and argue with Nan Ling. He had to take this job with such a small amount of reward. Isn’t he too unfair to treat me as a human being?
But his eyes stopped on Nan Xinghun's neck. It was not that the skin there was particularly white, but that there was a necklace hanging there, which was simple in shape. The most important thing was that there was a magic pattern structure. If you read it correctly, this structure and the structure of the glasses on your nose bridge were on the same path.
This is also an ancient magic weapon that can change its appearance!
Why did Nanxinghun change his appearance?
Under the sunset, Nan Xinghun is a sunny boy who is popular among thousands of girls. He brought this ancient magic weapon to make himself more handsome?
This is illogical. Nan Ling's introverted personality does not want her son to be too dazzling because of her appearance. Moreover, with the appearance of Nan Ling and his wife, and the appearance of Nan Xinghun, no matter how bad it is, it should not be...
Then why did he wear the ancient magic weapon to change his appearance?
Feng Qinglang suddenly thought of an amazing possibility, would Nan Xinghun be a woman?
By the way, he is still the only one. If he were a woman, she would no longer be able to inherit the Nan family's industry. The Nan family had no descendants, and countless forces that had been eyeing him for a long time would go up to divide the Nan family's last treasure house into a clear light.
To be continued...