Back Off, Let Me Come

The young man stretched out his right hand to Shen Tang, palm up.

Shen Tang was puzzled, hesitated for a while, put his right hand on it, and tilted his head to ask him.

"so?"

The young man looked at her indifferently, his eyes were indescribable, as if asking her "What do you think?".

So Shen Tang withdrew his right hand like an electric shock.

"Concentrate in the palm of your hand."

Seeing that Shen Tang still looked confused, the young man had no choice but to speak up. He thought he had made it clear enough, but Shen Tang didn't even know what "Qi" was.

Seeing that Shen Tang didn't move for a long time, he had no choice but to say: "When you used the spirit of speech just now, did you feel something flowing out of the alchemy along the meridians? That is 'Qi', now try to get it out of the alchemy The mansion is transferred out and condensed in the palm of your hand, will this work?"

Things like Yan Ling are not successful every time, which involves a problem of proficiency.

The young gentleman in front of me can forcibly contend against the third-grade hairpin with his literary heart, and the effect of speech is strong, so he shouldn't know nothing.

The young man made it clear, Shen Tang carefully recalled the mysterious and strange feeling before.

Qi, Dan Fu, Yan Ling, Wen Xin...

After a while, she vaguely caught something and guided it to slowly walk away like the palm of her hand.

finally--

A mass of colorless air gradually took shape, expanding from the size of a pea to the size of a fist, suspended within an inch of the palm of your hand.

Shen Tang looked up at the young man, and asked him: "Sir, is this 'Qi'? It's really amazing... How good is my literary heart?"

Since the appearance of this aura, the young man lowered his eyes slightly, most of his face was hidden in the shadows, his expression was not very real, but Shen Tang was sure that the latter's gaze fell on her palm. She felt that the atmosphere was not right, so she asked again.

Only then did the young man regain his senses, and responded: "You can refine and condense this group of 'qi', just like me."

As he spoke, a light blue whirlpool quickly emerged from the young man's outstretched right hand. At first glance, it looked like a mist, but two breaths transformed into a thick, jelly-like dark blue. Finally, under Shen Tang's gaze, it turned into a dark blue monogram the size of a baby's fist with a strange shape.

Seeing that Shen Tang was curious, the young man took the initiative to hand over the monogram.

The monogram is exquisite in shape, with seal script "Liupin Zhongxia" engraved on the side, and "Qi Shi Yuan Liang" engraved on the bottom with the same handwriting.

"Your name is Qi Yuanliang?"

If this is the name, then the middle and lower ranks of the sixth rank should be his Wen Xin rank.

The young man said: "Pray for a certain name to be good, with a good character."

While speaking, he stared into Shen Tang's eyes.

Seeing that the latter's eyes were clean, without the slightest contempt for Zhongxia Wenxin, he was slightly satisfied, and his expression seemed less alienated.

Shen Tang habitually said: "It's really a good name."

It is "good" and "good" again, and it seems that he is a good person.

After hearing this, Qi Shan was dumbfounded.

Shen Tang handed the monogram back.

"I probably know what to do."

Following the method of Qishan demonstration, the cyclone was compressed inward, and the cyclone gradually changed from colorless to milky white jelly, and then from milky white jelly to transparent and crystal-like small objects.

Only then did Shen Tang calm down, and hurriedly looked at the side of the monogram.

result--

"Hey, why are there no words?"

"No words?"

That's what he said, but Qishan's voice didn't sound surprising, as if he had expected it a long time ago.

Shen Tang handed out his monogram, and said in doubt: "There are indeed no words on the side, only the bottom."

At the bottom are engraved four flamboyant and wild seal characters——

"Shen's Young Pear".

"Shen...Young...Pear? You are really not a child of the Gong family." Because the monogram is transparent, it is difficult to recognize the words on it. Qishan squinted slightly, and commented while looking at the words at the bottom, "However, Mr. Xiaolang, you are too delicate to get this name..."

At first I thought it was a female boudoir name.

Shen Tang: "..."

She has given up explaining that she is a girl.

Since the world defaults to being a man with a literary heart, she jumps up to argue that it is of no use whether others believe it or not. If you misunderstand, you will misunderstand, and wait until she finds out why she has a literary heart or is strong enough to avoid being killed as a heretic.

"Mr. Qi, my name is Shen Tang."

"Tangli leaves are rouge-colored, and buckwheat flowers are white and fragrant." Qishan said with a slight smile, "It's also a good name."

Shen Tang: "..."

Although she really wanted to say that her name was "Shen Tang", Youli was a pen name she picked up at random, without any special meaning.

But people think so, Xiu Yixiu can't pour cold water on the ink in his belly, he can only be praised. What she is most concerned about right now is the level of her literary heart.

"Mr. Qi, what level of literary mind am I?"

Unexpectedly, Qishan asked her back: "Which one do you want?"

Shen Tang: "What does this mean???"

Qishan talked about something else on his own.

"Different from the 20th grade of Wudan, Wenxin only has the ninth rank. The first rank is upper, the second rank is upper middle, the third rank is upper and lower, and then the ninth rank is lower. Wu Dan can be promoted through the day after tomorrow. Marquis Lieche, Wen Xin was born with a certain grade. I am a middle-class Wenxin of the sixth grade, more than the top and the bottom. So, what grade do you hope you are?"

Shen Tang was surprised: "This... can I still think about it?"

Qi Shan said: "If it's someone else, of course it won't work, but you met me, so I can help you with this."

Shen Tang was at a loss.

Intuition told her that there was something in the words of prayer.

But they didn't explain too much, they just hinted in a low voice: "It's not a good thing for a young child to spend money in a busy city."

Shen Tang tensed his nerves subconsciously.

What is this Wenxin that is so serious?

Co-authoring this traveler's welfare will also lead to death.

Shen Tang also suppressed the curiosity of being able to kill a cat, and didn't delve into it, but asked: "How many grades of literary heart can be disguised?"

Qishan himself has a "six-level middle-lower" literary heart, and his literary heart cannot be changed. He is born with a few grades, so it is definitely impossible for him to help people really change the level of Wenxin, so it is only a disguise.

That being the case—

Shen Tang tentatively said: "Then—is it okay to go up the first rank?"

Qishan was almost laughed at by her.

"The heart of the upper and upper grades of the first grade is the grade of a sage, but a fake grade. Only the princes holding the national seal can have it. Are you looking for death?"

Shen Tang glanced down at his Wenxin monogram.

"Then it's safe to pretend to be a ninth-rank player."

"Nine ranks down? Oh, you are smart."

When the four seal characters of "Nine Grades Down" appeared on the side of the monogram, Shen Tang played with the transparent monogram, not knowing what to do with it.

"How do you take this thing back?"

"Why take it back? It's used to prove your identity. Even the 'Nine Grades Xiaxia' Wenxin is better than ordinary people."

In this chaotic age where one generation can change two nationalities, the lives of ordinary people are worse than nothing, not to mention that Shen Tang is still a prisoner who was sent to escape.

The words engraved behind the ears are made by special means, unless the ears are cut off, it will never be removed.

But with the Wenxin monogram, and then cover it with earrings, ordinary guards dare not check it when they see it, which is equivalent to a guarantee of safety.

The monogram is the seal.

Ask for a recommendation ticket. I finished writing in a daze last night, and the time was set to two o'clock. I just checked the comments and found no new chapters, only to find out that I made an oolong, sweat-_-||

PS: Thanks to the cute main character, Gao Mei, for becoming the first cute host, and there will be a second update today.