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The Nan family's study room was cleaned very cleanly, and the gorgeous layout finally had the grandeur of a wealthy family back then.

Nan Ling was a handsome middle-aged man, but his brows may have been deeply marked by frowning for a long time. There was always a deep depression concentrated in it, and time could not dilute it, it could only deepen it.

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 a good impression of this person, not only because of the shocking magic pattern painting downstairs, but also because the other party only talked about local customs and anecdotes, not asking about his background.

Finally, it was Feng Qinglang who got to the point first: "Your Excellency Nan Ling, I heard that you have some ancient magic tools here, which can change a person's appearance after wearing them..."

Seeing that Nan Ling put the teacup on the tea set, but he was silent, he said again: "I have encountered some troubles, if it wasn't for Dongfang Pei's relationship, I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to show you my true colors, I need yours Help! In order to repay you, I can help you accomplish some things, and I still have some abilities."

Nan Ling finally said: "Little friend Feng Qinglang, if it was the past, if it was for Dongfang Pei, I should have given you what you need without saying a word. But now..."

The good upbringing seemed to make it difficult for him to speak, he stood up, his steps were a bit difficult, but he still moved to the desk, took a file from the thick stack of papers, and when he came back, the file was already in the In front of Feng Qinglang.

The cover of the file is impressively: Mingguang Academy Information Encyclopedia.

Feng Qinglang met Shang Nan Ling's eyes, and the other party's eyes were full of expectations, so Feng Qinglang had no choice but to open the information and start reading.

Nan Ling said slowly from the side: "I have a son who is incompetent, named Nan Xinghun. He rarely contacts with the outside world. He's too much..."

He seemed to be talking to Feng Qinglang, but also seemed to be muttering to himself.

Feng Qinglang finally frowned slightly. He understood what Nan Ling meant. The young master of the Nan family needs a bodyguard, but it is not easy to get into that Mingguang Academy. He needs someone to escort him all the way. He is young and has the strength of a bodyguard. There are really not many people, and it seems to me that it is just such a person.

Nan Ling was still talking: "As long as there are reliable people by his side, after a period of time, three years, no, no, even if it's just two years, I believe he will be able to stand on his own, improve himself in the academy, and eventually Even if I can't rejuvenate the family, at least I can become a talent... I'm already an old guy, obviously I'm not suitable to accompany him into the academy..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but pause, somewhat embarrassed and unable to continue.

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly. He always accepted short-term tasks, and the risks and rewards were predictable. But if he accompanied a kid to some academy, who knew what kind of troubles he would encounter. He thought of Alans If it is consumed in that way, there will be a fight every now and then, and I am afraid that it will not be long before I have to return to the depths of the stars in advance.

Every use of power is a waste for him.

The spiritual sea of ​​ordinary warriors is recyclable and endless.

But myself, since that year, that day, has become a dead sea. Perhaps for ordinary people, he already has a spiritual world as vast as an ocean, which is amazing. He was once proud of it, but now , that’s just the Dead Sea, it’s non-renewable, and every time it’s used, it’s reduced.

Since last year, even if he did nothing, the Dead Sea kept sinking, and the speed was getting faster and faster. He was sprinting towards the end of death every day. He came here just to take away the ancient magic weapon that can temporarily change his appearance. Then move on to finding ways to heal your body.

But the uncle in front of him was looking forward to and pleading, even looking at him with a little pleading.

Feng Qinglang was thinking about how to refuse, but her eyes suddenly stopped at a corner of the file:

The meditation chapter is suspected to be a remnant of the legendary mental method of the Holy Spirit. It can repair damaged meridians and reshape the vitality of the spiritual sea. It can be exchanged for corresponding chapters according to the corresponding points of the academy.

On the Stigmata Continent, Feng Qinglang also traced the existence of the Holy Spirit Jue, but the ones she found were all counterfeit goods, but now in this little-known Mingguang Academy, there is actually a heaven-defying existence that claims to have the remnants of the Holy Spirit Jue? ?

Or is it just a gimmick for recruiting students...

At this time, Spirit Sea felt a sharp pain, reminding him that it was time to take the medicine again. He took out the pill made of smectite flower, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it vigorously, and at the same time took the jasmine tea in front of him and cleaned it up .

Through the curling mist from the tea set, Nan Ling carefully noticed Feng Qinglang's fleeting pain. He sniffed vigorously with his nose. It seemed to be a pill made of complex elements. Aroma of strawberries.

To the uninformed, it's easy to mistake it for just an uncommon candy.

He couldn't help frowning, and said in a deep voice: "Young friend Feng Qinglang, please excuse my shallow words, this... this seems to be..."

Feng Qinglang smiled nonchalantly: "Yes, it is poisonous, but I have to take it, otherwise my spiritual sea will completely boil, I will go crazy, destroy everything I see, until all the strength in my body is burned, and then My death is the end! Well, I named this pill Strawberry Fruit, isn't it a good name?"

He looked at Nan Ling with a little more friendliness, and dared to remind a person he had just met not long ago that he had his valuable qualities.

Nan Ling frowned even deeper, as if he was making some kind of balance, and finally said: "Although our family has fallen, we have collected a lot of medical books. If you need it, you can come to our library."

Presumably, the library is a forbidden place not open to the outside world, right?Feng Qinglang asked with interest: "Are there any books on how to restore the spiritual sea? I mean, it can really be done, not those advertised outside..."

Nan Ling smiled wryly. This type of book can be called a legendary cheat book. There are probably only two or three such books in the entire continent. Not to mention the present, the Nan family in its heyday could not meet the collection requirements.

Feng Qinglang understood from Nan Ling's smile, and she also laughed at herself, then returned to the original topic and said, "Your Excellency Nan Ling, is this information from the enrollment brochure of that academy?"

Nan Ling shook his head and said, "No, I specially entrusted an intelligence organization to collect it. The information inside should be true!"

Naturally, there was a hint of arrogance in the voice. Feng Qinglang believed that this information should be somewhat credible, and when his eyes fell on the meditation article again, he couldn't help but become a little brighter.

Time is running out, instead of continuing to search for that illusory hope, the Mingguang Academy in front of you may be an opportunity, not to mention, those who chased him probably did not expect him to hide in a small house. Go inside the academy.

Thinking of this, Feng Qinglang straightened her back, and asked with a serious face, "Your Excellency Nan Ling, I will be your noble son's nanny..."

Nan Ling quickly interrupted and corrected: "It's a bodyguard, or an escort."

Feng Qinglang smiled and said, "They all mean the same thing. Well, what do I need to do to be his bodyguard?"

Nan Ling's spirit was lifted, and he straightened his back: "Help him pass the entrance examination and help him integrate into the life of the academy, that's all."

Feng Qinglang said: "During the time in the academy, apart from taking care of him, I can control the rest of the time freely."

Nan Ling nodded and said, "Of course, it should be so!"

Feng Qinglang asked again: "Why Mingguang Academy?" Since the other party collected the information specially, he must have chosen the only choice among multiple choices.

Nan Ling smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, it is not very famous now! But thousands of years ago, it was also a famous family, with a history longer than our Nan's family, but after several turmoil, it gradually declined, and the The ratings are getting lower and lower. But I believe they still have a lot of background."

He glanced at Feng Qinglang, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, so he had to smile wryly and said: "Well, there is another most important reason, a well-known school, only it is the closest to here, if there is any trouble in Xinghun, it will not be too late. You can run back as soon as possible and get shelter."

Feng Qinglang nodded slowly, he finally swallowed the "strawberry fruit" completely, and cleaned up the newly added scented tea in front of him, then asked: "Why me?"

There are always some people who are capable and still look young. For his precious only son, Nan Ling is definitely willing to pay a price to invite them.Feng Qinglang was very curious about why she, who happened to meet her, became the last choice.

Nan Ling said: "Yes, I have met some people. If you hadn't appeared, I already had another candidate in my mind. Although... There are many flaws, but I can't pick too much. Fortunately, you showed up, the first , Dongfang Pei trusts you, this is a rare thing, then, I am willing to trust you too! Second, my wife also likes you, which is more important, because she almost resists most outsiders."

The lifelike three-dimensional magic pattern painting in the center of the hall below flashed through Feng Qinglang's mind. Isn't Nan Ling's wife dead?Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable chill.

Nan Ling smiled and said: "You don't have to be nervous, yes, my wife has died of illness for many years, but in fact, her spirit is always there, just in the hall below, I can still feel her occasional flashes of joy, anger, sorrow and joy ..." As he said this, an indelible tenderness flashed across his face.

Feng Qinglang felt that the chill had turned into creepiness, so she quickly changed the subject and said, "Your Excellency Nan Ling, next, let's talk about Young Master Ling."

"..."

The guest room was specially cleaned, and the careful butler put a bunch of freshly picked flowers in a vase on the table, fully expressing their kindness to Feng Qinglang.

The ancient magic weapon that can change the appearance and temperament has already been obtained. Nan Ling gave him two choices, one is a pair of large retro glasses, and the other is an outrageously fancy bracelet. Feng Qinglang felt that she had no choice at all. .

In front of the mirror, Feng Qinglang looked at this pair of glasses. Its magic pattern structure belonged to the ancient times. This is a lost craft, but Feng Qinglang still felt the complicated ingenuity in it.

With the glasses on, the handsome face in the mirror disappeared, replaced by a fat face, with the large glasses, the appearance was somewhat funny, just looking at the appearance, it seemed to be the type that was easy to play tricks on.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help laughing, and the face in the mirror responded with a simple and honest smile, which had a unique pastoral atmosphere, and Feng Qinglang smiled more cheerfully, so he saw that the person in the mirror was like a young farmer who saw a good harvest. There was a cheerful smirk there.

In fact, the so-called change of appearance and temperament is more or less linked to the original appearance, just like the current Feng Qinglang, this magic weapon exaggerates his facial features in different proportions, and it is easy to create illusions. The body shape is also fat.

The most amazing thing about Nan's ancient magic weapon that can change its appearance is that it can also change its breath.Those powers of the Di Dynasty who chased and killed themselves with their breath can stop for a while...

Feng Qinglang nodded in satisfaction, and decided to meet Nan Ling's only son, Nan Xinghun, with his current face.

Nan Xinghun's study room is much messier than his Lao Tzu's study room. Books, big and small, are like buildings, stacked randomly, with different heights. Walking into this room is like walking into a room full of illegal buildings. In the world of books.

Feng Qinglang thought to himself, given Nan Ling's doting on his son, he must not hesitate to clean up his study room, but the place is still messy, which only shows that Nan Xinghun resists cleaning up, and he likes it that way.

For people who are good at learning, Feng Qinglang has always been in awe, but when he quickly browsed the bibliography around him, this awe was immediately discounted. These are all kinds of fantasy novels on the road, often describing an ordinary person How to quickly become a hero, they are born with the aura of the protagonist. When they meet a capable person, they will become the protagonist's younger brother if they are not trampled under their feet.

He couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, and then, in the depths of the sea of ​​books, he finally saw Nan Xinghun.

This is a very handsome young man. The afterglow of the setting sun happened to put a golden coat on his body. At this time, he was holding a large book and concentrating on studying hard.

Judging from the appearance alone, Feng Qinglang felt that she was completely blown away. If she was a nympho girl, she might still scream at this time.

He coughed twice lightly to remind the other party of his existence.

Nan Xinghun frowned, but quickly relaxed it again, turning to the next page.

Feng Qinglang had no choice but to smile bitterly and said, "Young Master Nan Xinghun, hello!"

This is a volume that can make Nan Xinghun aware of his existence. Sure enough, the other party finally broke away from the sea of ​​books, turned his head, and looked at Feng Qinglang. He didn't suspect that Feng Qinglang's current appearance, which was seriously lacking in literary atmosphere, was strange. The sun grinned, and the setting sun outside the window seemed to be dimmed a little.

If Feng Qinglang was a nympho, he should have let out a second scream at this time, but unfortunately he was not. He just smiled calmly and introduced himself: "My name is Feng Qinglang, entrusted by your father. Get along with you!"

Nan Xinghun put the book aside, stood up, and said with a smile: "So you are the school boy my father hired to accompany me, although you don't look like a human being, I will treat you like a human being! "

Feng Qinglang felt that it was difficult for her to maintain a natural smile anymore. What kind of syntax was this, but the identity of this so-called school boy was negotiated with Nan Ling in advance, so she had to hold her nose and admit it. "Treat it like a human being" should It's a great deal...

Nan Xinghun laughed loudly, waved his hands and said, "You're just kidding, little fat man! Don't worry! By the way, you have to remember how you feel at this moment!"

The little fat man had to smile bitterly and put his glasses on the bridge of his nose. Nan Xinghun seemed to be worried about the other party's confusion, and explained: "A few years from now, you will follow me and watch me become one of the most important figures in the Stigmata Continent. You wrote memoirs, you didn’t even remember the first page clearly, how could you cheat on the manuscript fee?”

Feng Qinglang's wry smile was even worse, he searched his brains, and tentatively said: "Should I talk about the wheel of history starting 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... something like that?"

Nan Xinghun laughed and said: "It's almost like this, but it's not enough. The best thing is that you feel that the whole world is eclipsed, or that the sun, moon and stars have lost their original trajectory, as if they are reorganizing. You thought you saw What I saw was just a rising star, and I realized later that what I saw was the whole world."

Feng Qinglang felt a little dizzy. He was suddenly a little impulsive. He wanted to go back and argue with Nan Ling. He asked me to take this job for such a small salary. Didn't he treat me as a human being...

But his eyes stopped on Nan Xinghun's neck. It wasn't that the skin was particularly pink and white, but that there was a necklace hanging there, with a simple shape. The most important thing was that there was a magic pattern structure in it, if you read it correctly. , this structure is the same as the structure of the pair of glasses on the bridge of my nose.

This is also an ancient magic weapon that can change the appearance!

Why did Nan Xinghun change his appearance?

Under the brilliance of the setting sun, Nan Xinghun is a sunny boy who is popular among thousands of girls. He wears this ancient magic weapon just to make himself more handsome?

This is illogical. Nan Ling's introverted personality doesn't want his son to be too dazzling because of his appearance. Moreover, with the appearance of Nan Ling and his wife, Nan Xinghun's appearance, no matter how bad it is, it shouldn't be so bad. go……

Then why did he wear the ancient magic weapon to change his appearance?

Feng Qinglang suddenly thought of an amazing possibility, could Nan Xinghun be a woman!

By the way, he is still an only child. If she is a woman, she will no longer be able to inherit the Nan family's property. The Nan family has no descendants, and countless forces who have been eyeing him for a long time will come up one after another to take over the last treasure house of the Nan family. , Carve up a clear light.

The more Feng Qinglang thought about it, the more he realized that it was possible. He wanted to find Nan Ling's theory again. If his guess was true, the risk of this job would increase infinitely.

Nan Xinghun didn't notice what Feng Qinglang had discovered, and he still put on a chic look, and said with a smile: "Yes, this is how to remember it well, so that the memoirs will sell well in the future."

"..."

After this meeting, Feng Qinglang had a detailed discussion with Nan Ling behind closed doors. She didn't know what benefits and promises Nan Ling had offered. Anyway, when Nan Xinghun left as scheduled, Feng Qinglang went with her.

There was another person traveling with him, that was Nan Xinghun's real entourage, a distant relative of the old housekeeper, who could barely be regarded as a peripheral member of the Nan family, a young man named Nan Yong, who was barely decent in appearance, and had been accompanying Nan Xing all the time The soul grows up.

But with his uncontrollable excitement when he got on the horse, and the embarrassment that he was almost knocked off by the horse, Feng Qinglang knew that it was impossible to count on him at the critical moment.

There is no luxurious carriage, no mighty team, only three skinny horses, and some simple luggage, which is the queue for the heirs of the Nan family to go out.

Compared to Feng Qinglang's long journey, the two-day journey was very relaxing and enjoyable. She didn't have to pay too much attention to whether there were pursuers behind her, and she didn't have to think about what to do next.But Mr. Nanyong's follower obviously gritted his teeth and persisted. He obviously had no professional riding training, and only figured out how to ride from some illustrated books. After two days, the inner test of his two thighs was rubbed off. There are several layers of skin, and even gritted teeth will make a humming sound.

Surprisingly, Nan Xinghun was always full of energy, chatting freely about the local customs and customs along the way. Although he often showed exaggerated pride habitually, it was enough to surprise Feng Qinglang. This meant that the other party was not a complete dandy. They reduce some difficulties.

What surprised Feng Qinglang the most was that Nan Xinghun had a good heart. During the journey, he heard Nan Yong clenched his teeth and sucked in air-conditioning. He asked him to stop and rest several times, and he didn't mention anyone else, only saying that he was tired.

Feng Qinglang nodded secretly, sympathizing with the weak, which is always one of the most original and excellent qualities of human beings.

Moreover, when Nan Yong's face was full of gratitude and tears, Nan Xinghun always talked about other topics cheerfully, as if he didn't pay much attention to Nan Yong. Feng Qinglang believed that he didn't intend to buy people's hearts.

They arrived at Dark Moon Town two days later, which is the border of the Ruifeng Principality, and also the place agreed by the Nan family and the Situ family.

The Situ family, in the most glorious era of the Nan family, was just a vassal family of the Nan family, but after the tide of the times, the Situ family is still a little famous little wealthy family, but the Nan family has completely declined.

Because of the relationship in the past, Situ Weiyang, the eldest son of the Situ family, will also enroll in Mingguang Academy this year. The two parties made an appointment to go together so that they can take care of each other.

Poor parents in the world.Feng Qinglang thought, Nan Ling really tried his best to make his daughter's life journey go more smoothly.

"Master, I went to the agreed hotel to check it out. Master Situ and the others haven't arrived yet." Nan Yong hurried back to report, with some restrained indignation in his brows. It seems that the old housekeeper had successfully brainwashed him. The vassal family, out of etiquette, should arrive in advance to wait for them.

Nan Xinghun waved his hand indifferently, and said, "It doesn't matter, we'll just wait."

He has very little contact with the outside world, and a tavern like this can make him look at it with great interest for a long time.

Because it is located on the border of the Principality, here you can see more legendary mercenaries, hunters, hidden spies, and smuggling businessmen... Whenever Star Soul can observe a person's true identity, he is very excited. Excited to share with Feng Qinglang for half a day.

Feng Qinglang looked at him differently again, because most of the time, the young master's judgment was correct.

The smell of low-quality tobacco, the faint smell of alcohol, the faint drowsiness after dinner, and Nan Xinghun's whispering whispers in his ear, mixed with hearty laughter from time to time, all Feng Qinglang can feel the rare tranquility.

A woman's scream pierced through the silence and resounded in this space.