Chapter 7 You Feng's study
Listening to You Ling's immature cry, You Feng's heart was also full of mixed feelings, and he sighed heavily, and You Feng gently patted You Ling's back. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
After a while, You Ling's crying was a little quieter, and You Feng immediately comforted and asked, "Okay, Ling'er, don't cry, where do you want to go today, my father will take you there." ”
"Father, I don't want to go out today, I just want to stay at home." You Ling wiped his eyes fiercely with the back of his hand, and didn't stop until his eyes were rubbed red by him, and then the tower head said to You Feng.
"You don't want to go out, you just want to stay at home?" You Feng asked suspiciously.
"Yes." You Ling nodded in reply.
"Okay, Ling'er, you are at home, go out to do something for your father, and come back in the evening, you obediently stay in my study and read, okay?" You Feng asked You Ling as if he was asking for advice.
At this time, he also understood a little bit of the reason why You Ling didn't want to go out, since You Ling didn't want to go out, then there was no need for him to force him again, otherwise it would only backfire.
After hearing You Feng's question, You Ling nodded and replied, "Okay, father." ”
"Well, Ling'er is so good, let's go, for my father, I will take you to the study first to find some books for you to read." After speaking, You Feng took You Ling's hand and walked towards the room where he saw the man in black last night.
Soon, You Feng took You Ling to the study, and after pushing the door in, You Feng first asked You Ling to sit on the chair next to the desk, and then he went to his bookshelf to find eight or nine books, and then brought them to You Ling, and said to You Ling: "Ling'er, you look at these books first, if you don't think they are very good-looking, there are still on these bookshelves, you can take them and read them yourself, okay?" ”
"Yes, I see, father." You Ling nodded in reply.
"Well, then the father will leave first, I won't close the door of the study, you pay attention to your own safety." After You Feng finally told You Ling, he walked out.
You Feng thought about it last night, and still felt that he wanted to implement the plan he had last night, and it was not enough to rely on the strength of the man in black alone, so at this time he had to go to his eldest brother, that is, the current patriarch of the You family, to discuss and ask him to help find some orphans with good magical qualifications, so that he could carry out this plan himself.
And this is not to say that he does not trust the ability of his subordinates, but if he looks for it like this, his progress will be much faster.
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After You Feng walked out of the study, You Ling immediately picked up a book from the pile of books placed in front of him and read it.
As soon as he picked up the book, it was as if he had forgotten everything, and he was completely immersed in the pleasure of the knowledge in the book.
And his speed of reading is also very fast, perhaps because he is born with memory, or because he has not communicated with people much in recent years, so that it takes others more than three hours or even more to finish a book, he only needs less than ten minutes to finish a book.
And the books in front of him were the same, I saw the wandering spirit quickly turning the pages, and every two breaths the wandering spirit turned the page and looked at it.
If someone sees You Ling reading a book like this, they will definitely think that You Ling is purely flipping books, but only You Ling himself knows that he only needs one breath to memorize all the contents on the page after reading the content of a page of the book, no matter whether those contents are helpful to him or not, he can write them all down word by word, so there is no need for him to read them word by word.
In a short time, that is, five or six minutes, You Ling finished reading all the books in his hand, and he picked up another book on the desk and read it.
In this way, it took You Ling less than an hour to finish reading all the books You Feng put in front of him, and the idle You Ling stood up from the desk and chair again, stretched hard, and continued to sit for nearly an hour, which made the You Ling, who was still only a junior magician in the early stage, a little unbearable, and a proper rest for a while could make the Yu Ling's body not so tired.
You Ling's slender figure was revealed in an instant, and the slender and soft waist matched with You Ling's innate beautiful face, making You Ling at this time reveal a lazy atmosphere that only a daughter's family has.
Taking a deep breath, You Ling's eyes were slightly closed, his hands stretched out vigorously, and under the pull of the muscles of his whole body, he felt the tightness brought by the muscles of his body because of the upward stretching of his hands, and You Ling felt that the fatigue in his body was driven away a little.
This action lasted for several seconds before You Ling relaxed, and a slight soreness and a slightly numb and comfortable feeling swept over.
When this feeling passed, You Ling remembered what You Feng had said to him before leaving, so he walked to the bookshelf where You Feng had just taken the book, pulled out a book on the bottom and edge, and then returned to the desk, opened the pages and read it.
In this way, You Feng read books from morning to afternoon, and there were nearly a hundred books on the bookshelf that You Feng put on the bookshelf.
After reading a book, You Ling put the book on the desk, and in the end, You Feng's desk that was used for office on weekdays when he was in the family was filled with books by You Ling.
To say that there are a lot of books in You Feng's study, and there are quite a lot of types, some about the cultivation of magicians, some about some secrets on the mainland, and many detailed records about various countries and forces on the mainland.
Some of them are records of many medicinal materials and natural treasures in the demon region, books like this are Youling's favorite books, and there are really a lot of books like this on the bookshelf, which makes Youling feel that his father also often studies these medicinal materials and heavenly treasures, so there are so many books.
After reading another book, the wandering spirit put the book down, rubbed his already sore eyes and limbs, and then turned his head to look out the window, only to realize that it was almost evening.
You Ling felt that there was still a little time before evening at this time, so he simply didn't go out.
Although he was already feeling very hungry at this time, it was better to go out to find food at this time than to wait for dinner, and save himself from waiting for dinner later.
Thinking of this, the wandering spirit immediately got up and wanted to get another book to read.
But when he got up, he immediately fell to the side, and You Ling noticed that his legs were a little disobedient, and pinched them with his hands, and You Ling immediately smiled bitterly.
It turned out that because I was sitting cross-legged on the ground next to the chair and reading several books just now, my legs were numb because I didn't move for a long time, so it's no wonder that I fell to the side just now.
You Ling rubbed his legs and supported his body with his hands, and then moved vigorously towards the chair.
As soon as You Ling sat down on the chair, he immediately rubbed his numb legs with his hands, and during this time, You Ling looked at the more than 100 books he had piled on his desk, and at the same time recalled all the things he had just memorized.
Suddenly, You Ling's wandering eyes saw that a drawer on the desk in front of him had opened a little, making it easy for people to see the contents from the outside, and that drawer was a drawer that he hadn't stood firm when he got up just now and accidentally bumped into it.
When You Ling saw it, he immediately reached out and pushed this drawer back, after all, this appearance was really a little unsightly, and if the person who cleaned this room saw the things inside, it would be really inappropriate.
Thinking of this, You Ling was about to reach out and push the drawer back, but when he just put his hand on the drawer, You Ling suddenly saw that there was a waxy yellow thing in this drawer, like a book.
When You Ling saw this thing, he immediately felt a little puzzled.
This was his father's study, and for as long as he can remember, all he had in the study was a few books and a bookshelf for them.
And the desk in this study has never been placed in the desk drawer.
But at this moment, an object suddenly appeared in the drawer, which was really a bit strange, and You Ling thought about it in confusion at first, but he figured it out after thinking about it carefully.
No one will come to this room except for the regular cleaning of this room by the father's specially appointed subordinates every day, and the father only returned to the family yesterday, so there is no doubt that this thing was put by the father.
Thinking of this, the wandering spirit was about to close the drawer, but when he saw this waxy thing, he suddenly wondered what his father had brought home.
Although it is really a little bad to look through his father's things privately, but I don't know why, there is always a voice in his heart shouting: "Open it up, open it and see it......"
This voice seemed to have infinite magical power, constantly prompting the wandering spirit to open this thing to see what was going on, and as soon as this thought appeared, no matter how the wandering spirit suppressed it, it still emerged from the heart that year, no matter what, it was lingering, like a maggot on the tarsal bones......
Finally, driven by curiosity, the wandering spirit still took out the object, and it was only at this time that the wandering spirit realized that the waxy yellow object that looked like a book was actually a paper bag containing a pile of thick things, but when it was placed in the drawer before, it looked like a book because the light did not shine.
Seeing it this way, You Ling became more and more curious about this thing, what was there in it that made his father, a magician with sixth-order strength, attach so much importance to it.
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