Chapter Twenty-Three: Male or Female?

After a while, all the golden light on this article was absorbed by Feng Yuan, and it entered Feng Yuan's dantian, which looked like a lot of golden light, but after inhaling it, it was only a little bit.

Feng Yuan didn't know what was going on, it looked as if it had been compressed, because these golden lights were brighter and more dazzling than when they were still on the article, and the golden light was shining.

After absorbing the golden light on the article, Feng Yuan began to look for the golden light on other objects in the study, but unfortunately, there were no other objects, nor on the books, which was different from what was said in the picture, and he didn't know what was going on.

Feng Yuan immediately went out of the house to look for other objects, but the same thing, he didn't find any other objects with golden light.

"Forget it, don't look for it, I'll write it myself faster!" Feng Yuan secretly thought, those articles just now were all written by himself, and if he wrote a little more novels, it was estimated that there would be golden light.

As soon as he said it, Feng Yuan spread the paper and studied the ink, and quickly started writing, and wrote thousands of words in a short time.

Sure enough, as Feng Yuan expected, a golden light appeared on the written words, and each text was a small golden tadpole, which was very magical, and Feng Yuan couldn't understand why the novel he wrote had this kind of golden light.

But this is a good thing, you can write it yourself and use it to cultivate, it's so convenient, you don't have to look for it at all, just sit and write it every day.

"Childe, the meal is ready!"

At this time, Hu Xiao came in and looked at Feng Yuandao.

"Okay, you eat first, I'll wait!" Feng Yuan looked at Hu Xiao and said.

Hu Xiao didn't leave, stared at Feng Yuan, and said with a puzzled expression: "Childe, you stink so much." ”

"Stinky?"

Feng Yuan was stunned for a moment, sniffed, it seemed to be a little smelly, looked down at his body, and found that there was a faint layer of black dirt on his hands, and the smell was emitted from it.

Feng Yuan rolled up his sleeves and saw that his arms were covered with these dirt, and the smell was incomparable, as if he had just climbed up from the dung pit.

Feng Yuan immediately understood, this is what was said on the cultivation map, after cultivation, there will be dirty things in the body, and he was looking for Jin Guang just now, ignoring this matter, he had to go and wash it quickly.

Thinking about it, Feng Yuan hurriedly put down his pen, looked at Hu Xiao and said, "You stay here, don't come out, I'll go outside to take a bath!"

After saying that, Feng Yuan quickly walked towards the bedroom, took his clothes, ran to the yard, stripped naked, and quickly washed it with well water.

In the study, Hu Xiao didn't go out, but he also secretly climbed on the window to peek, the window of this study was facing the yard, it was not closed tightly, there were gaps, and at a glance, I just saw Feng Yuanguang's ass taking a bath, and I could see it clearly.

Hu Xiao looked at Feng Yuan's naked appearance, his face suddenly turned red, and he was extremely shy, so he quickly covered his eyes, turned around, and said softly: "It turns out that Gongzi looks like this, he is so thin, I have to make up for Gongzi!"

After taking a bath, the two sat down to eat, and when they looked at the dishes on the table, Feng Yuan's face turned green, because there was another table of chicken, various styles, up to more than thirty, more than in the morning.

"Xiaoxiao, you belong to a weasel, you love chicken so much!" Feng Yuan looked at Hu Xiao and said helplessly.

Hu Xiao lowered his head and said embarrassedly: "Childe, I'm sorry!"

"Okay, in the future, if you like chicken, you can make chicken, but you can cook something else for me, let's eat!" Feng Yuan picked up the bowl and ate it after speaking.

Hu Xiao also nodded excitedly and started to eat.

"Bang bang!"

Feng Yuan...... Feng Yuan......"

While eating, there was a knock on the door outside, and the voice of the fat man came in.

"Damn fatty, smell it. Feng Yuan said secretly, let Hu Xiao, who went to open the door, sit down, and walked over to open the door by himself.

As soon as the door was opened, Zhang Fatzi stood at the door, leading a big food box and looking at Feng Yuan with a smile: "Didn't eat, I bought good things, let's have a drink together!"

"Oh, dead fat man, you'll still bring gifts, it's really rare!"

"What's the matter, I've always been so generous, I've always been so generous, and I don't have a lot of treats!"

"Hmm...... I've known each other for so long, and today is the only time you've had a treat, how is it?"

Zhang Fatzi: "Ahem...... This, don't discuss the topic that affects our brother's relationship, let's go in first, I have good news for you!"

After that, the two entered the house, and when they looked at the food on the table, Zhang Fatzi muttered in a low voice: "If I knew it was so rich, I would have saved these dozens of dollars!"

The two sat down and chatted while drinking and eating.

The good news brought by Zhang Fatzi is that the novel has made a lot of money this morning, a full six taels of silver, more than yesterday, because after everyone read it yesterday, they discussed it everywhere and went viral.

Now people reading novels on the streets and alleys are discussing Feng Yuan's novels, which can be described as extremely popular.

"This is silver!" said that the fat man handed the silver to Feng Yuan, Feng Yuan looked at the silver, a little surprised, he didn't expect it to be so popular.

"Xiaoxiao, put it away, as living expenses!" Feng Yuan pushed it to Hu Xiao, and Hu Xiao quickly put it away.

"Feng Yuan, have you finished writing today, everyone can't wait to read it!" Zhang Fatzi looked at Feng Yuan and asked anxiously.

"It's written, and you'll take it after eating!"

"Hehe, that's good, I guess I can make a lot of money this afternoon!" Zhang Fatzi excitedly picked up his wine glass, "Come, cheers!"

Feng Yuan nodded, touched the cup, and took a sip, because this wine was sour, the same as drinking vinegar, Feng Yuan really didn't like it.

After lunch, after resting for a while, Feng Yuan asked Zhang Fatzi to take the novel to the academy, while he stayed at home to write novels and save some manuscripts, which was also for cultivation.

After cultivating and absorbing those golden lights at noon, Feng Yuan felt extremely comfortable all over his body, he had never been more relaxed, it did have the function of strengthening his body, Feng Yuan's body was weak, and he needed to absorb it a lot.

This writing, an afternoon passed, and soon in the evening, Feng Yuan wrote more than 20,000 words in one breath, almost 30,000 words, after writing, the whole person was very tired, because he had been standing and writing, and his whole body was very sore, especially the hand that grabbed the pen, and he couldn't lift it.

However, looking at the dense golden tadpoles on the text, Feng Yuan was still very happy, and the afternoon's effort was worth it.

Hurriedly, Feng Yuan sat on the ground and began to absorb these golden tadpoles.

After a while, these little golden tadpoles were all absorbed by Feng Yuan, and after absorbing them, Feng Yuan felt that the soreness all over his body disappeared, and he felt a sense of relief.

However, inside the dantian, there was still only a golden light the size of a grain of rice, and it didn't get bigger after absorbing so much golden light, and Feng Yuan didn't know why.

"Childe, someone is looking for you outside. At this time, Hu Xiao walked in and looked at Feng Yuandao.

"Who?" Feng Yuan frowned for a while, because this was obviously not Zhang Fatzi, otherwise Hu Xiao would not have said that.

"I don't know, the slave doesn't know either!"

"Okay, I'll go out!" Feng Yuan got up from the ground, looked at his body, but there was no dirt like in the morning, dusted off the dust on his body, and Feng Yuan went out.

In the courtyard, a white-clothed young man holding a folding fan stood in the room, similar to Feng Yuan's age, eighteen or nineteen years old, with clear eyebrows, snow-white and crystal skin, a very small face, a pointed chin, and a thin figure, but the chest muscles were indeed quite large, which was a bit strange.

Seeing Feng Yuan come out, the young man immediately stepped forward and said with his hands: "Senior Brother Zhao Qingxue has seen Senior Brother Feng. ”

Feng Yuan was stunned when he heard this, because the young man's voice sounded very delicate and gentle, not like a man at all, but like a girl, Feng Yuan looked carefully at the young man's Adam's apple, and then smiled: "Girl, why do women dress up as men?"

When Zhao Qingxue heard this, her face suddenly changed slightly, and she was slightly panicked, but she quickly returned to her original state and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Feng is joking, Senior Brother I just have a soft appearance, but in fact, I am a man." ”

"Oh, yes!"

Feng Yuan smiled evilly, looked at Zhao Qingxue and said: "I see, it seems that I misunderstood, how offended, but Senior Brother Zhao's chest muscles are quite big, and they look very strong!"

As he spoke, Feng Yuan stretched out his hand and slapped Zhao Qingxue's bulging chest, and slapped it directly twice.

With this beat, Feng Yuan suddenly felt his hands full of softness.

"Ah......h

At this moment, Zhao Qingxue also let out a panicked scream that only a woman can have, her face turned red on the spot, she protected her chest with her hands, and glared at Feng Yuandao with shame and anger, "You...... You...... You're a rogue ....... ”

After speaking, Zhao Qingxue turned around and ran out like the wind.

Feng Yuan watched from behind with a wicked smile, asking you to dress up as a man, and you don't admit it, you deserve it.

But why did this Zhao Qingxue come to find herself?