A Beginner's Guide to Magic

Feng Chan looked down at the dirty little doll who was clutching his trouser legs tightly.

He passed by a refugee camp and saw a little kid who was not around his waist being beaten by a group of big kids, so he went to protect him in a moment of mercy.

The child looked at him with grievance in his panic, and blinked his big eyes twice, looking pitiful and extremely painful, making people want to wash him clean and rub his chubby face hard.

Feng Chan thought, why didn't I realize that children are so cute before.

The older boy who took the lead in beating someone with a stick shouted, "He stole steamed buns to eat!"

Feng Chan took out a piece of silver from his purse and threw it to the man, thinking that the master was biased today, he said: "How many have you eaten? Then bring him meat buns."

The conditions in the refugee camp were poor, and there were no meat buns. The child ended up holding three vegetarian stuffed buns in his arms, and stuffed another one in his mouth. It didn't look like he escaped from the flood area, as if he had just experienced a famine.

Feng Chan took a step, the child followed, until he reached the gate of the city, seeing that Feng Chan was about to leave, the child didn't even care about the buns, rushed over and hugged his calf tightly, it didn't affect Feng Chan's actions.

Feng Chan has just experienced ups and downs in life, and he proudly challenged to be number one in the world, but lost like a dog.At a certain moment, I realized that my state of mind had climbed to the stage of a living Buddha, and I didn't feel annoyed when I saw someone pestering me, so I lowered my head and asked the child, "Where are your parents?"

The child didn't speak, two big teardrops rolled out of his eyes, and they wiped on Feng Chan's trouser legs.

"No one wants it?" Feng Chan was delighted in his heart, "Then will you be with me from now on?" After speaking, he felt like a human trafficker, so he quickly covered his mouth and looked around.

The child was very kind, his eyes lit up, and he immediately called obediently: "Daddy."

"Don't, don't, don't." Feng Chan waved his hand: "You're affecting the Lord to marry a wife like this."

The child was still clinging to his trouser legs, the word grievance was revealed in his eyes, his flickering eyelashes were long and curled up, and his eyes were watery.

The person with beautiful eyes has the upper hand.

Feng Chan checked his body and found that he was not beaten by those people, which shows that his physical fitness is very good, and he may be able to withstand the ravages of Wuxiang swordsmanship.

I vaguely remember that before leaving the mountain, the old naughty master told him, don’t go down the mountain just to play crazy, remember to find one or two pleasing and well-behaved apprentices, and don’t find someone who has the same temper as him, otherwise it will be difficult to discipline, and you will be sad hair.

The old urchin was full of silver hair and his eyes were full of expectation, just like an old father.Feng Chan actually didn't listen to it, but now he just remembered it. Besides, if the sect is broken by him, when he goes underground, some grandparents with strong martial arts will come to deal with him.

Feng Chan suddenly wanted to accept disciples, and asked, "What's your name?"

The little baby didn't answer, but just stared at him with those big watery eyes, which made people feel confused.

no name?Feng Chan, a rough guy who only cares about martial arts and doesn't have much culture, is a little worried.

With an idea, he suddenly remembered the big brother he had just lost to, the Southern Great Xia who lives in seclusion.

"Your name is Anan, okay?" Feng Chan pinched his little fleshy face with a smile.

The little baby nodded without thinking.

This is good, Nan Feiyan, although I lost to you in martial arts, but in the future you will lose me in words.Feng Chan smiled childishly.

……

"Liger, drink the soup." The little apprentice shook Feng Chan to wake up.

Feng Chan wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, and looked at him drunkenly. After a few years, the little baby has grown a little, and can climb up the stove to cook for him.

Feng Chan put the wine cup aside, took the bowl of unidentifiable rice, and remained silent.

He lowered his head to meet the big watery eyes of the little apprentice, and couldn't bear to refute his interest, so he forced a smile and took a sip.

It tastes delicious.

"Very good, very well done." Feng Chan put the bowl away: "But don't cook again from now on."

"Why!" the little apprentice pouted and asked.

"It's not that we're so poor that we have to cook for ourselves." Feng Chan shook his exquisite purse, and the silver and gold inside were clanging. Chest: "Isn't it good to go out to eat every day?"

As the No.17 single heir of the Wuxiang Sword Sect, the wealth he possesses is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The little apprentice shook his head obediently: "But Master, I heard from the old man in the book that if you like someone, you have to grab his stomach first."

But before you caught my stomach, you almost took away my sense of taste, Feng Chan smiled like a blossoming chestnut: "Do you like me? So you like me, but you can show your courtesy in another way. Since the beginning of the world, there has been no one in our Wuxiang Sword Sect who knows how to cook."

He suddenly picked up the little apprentice, picked him up, and turned several times in the air before putting him down, shaking him dizzily.

Feng Chan hugged him tightly for a while, and said: "No one has ever said that he likes me. Anan, although it is enough to know that you respect and love the elders."

With red ears, the little apprentice smacked his face.

The careless Feng Chan hugged his apprentice in circles again, almost throwing him up.

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"Master, watch your step."

Feng Chan strode forward, completely ignoring people's words.

The two have been trapped in the Red Sleeve Valley's mountain protection formation for three days. Without food and water, they can only live on weeds and recognizable herbs. Seeing that they can't get out, and there is no way out, Feng Chan followed his heart and walked forward. .

Anan has grown into a half-sized young man at this time, his head is not as tall as Feng Chan's shoulders, but he has grown into a full-fledged little gourd. No matter what is on his mind, he hides in his stomach. Also very concise.

The Great Formation of the Red Sleeve Valley was built by people who did not know how many generations of valley owners spent a lot of money to invite high-rise buildings. It is the second largest building in the world after the high-rise formation. It is also possible to be trapped here for life, and finally turn into dry bones on the side of the road.

Feng Chan didn't believe in evil a few days ago, he thought to himself, he has always been supernatural, he even entered and exited tall buildings seven times, how difficult can it be to enter a mere red sleeve valley?Without even thinking about it, he dragged the little apprentice who had been preoccupied recently into the area of ​​Hongxiu Valley.

Once in, there is no way out.

"Master, be careful!" Anan kept watching Feng Chan's footsteps closely, and suddenly realized that the ground he was stepping on seemed to be sinking, and shouted hurriedly.

With a light touch of Feng Chan's toes, he jumped a foot high, flew over Anan's head, and landed firmly behind him.

And that piece of land, as if it was really flexible, just sank down, and a big hole appeared on the ground.

Feng Chan looked down with his hands behind his back, and saw that there were many knife points buried in the bottom of the deepest pit. If he accidentally fell in, he might become a shower when he came out again.

"Everyone in Hongxiu Valley must be sick!" Feng Chan frowned. He glanced at the wound on the little apprentice's body, as well as the wound on his right arm. Doctor, I think, most of the people in Hongxiu Valley are terminally ill, what if I come here to ask for medicine? This can’t be..."

Anan calmly said from the side: "There was a murder case in Hongxiu Valley 20 years ago. A certain patient who came in to ask for medicine was uneasy and kind, and seduced the owner of the young valley at that time to elope with him. He secretly wanted to seek the undisclosed prescription and property of Hongxiu Valley. , There was a lot of fuss, and finally the man saw that the matter was exposed, killed most of the people in Hongxiu Valley overnight, dragged the owner of Shaogu who had become his wife, and died in love, leaving only a newborn child, which was very miserable. Later, Hongxiugu, who has been serving the world since he was born, escaped into the valley, and never took the initiative to go out to treat people's diseases. Most likely, his heart was broken, and he no longer believed in people in the world."

"People's hearts are the most unpredictable. They should do this to protect themselves." Feng Chan rubbed the stubble on his chin, thought for a while, and said, "You have read so many books recently, so you are reading Are these stories? In fact, they are quite good, there are very few literate people in our sect, and you strive to be the most literate one, and it will also save face for me."

After that, he grabbed the little apprentice to avoid the injury on his back, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "If you can go out, let's go to the library, buy some classics, and make you a birthday present."

Anan's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and after taking a look at Feng Chan, he carefully put a sticker on his side and asked, "Master remembers my birthday?"

"I don't remember." Feng Chan grinned stupidly with his big teeth grinning like that heartless person: "But I can celebrate your birthday more than ten times a year, let's count it as making up for it. Alas, the old naughty boy never gave it to me, and he still hates me." Always running outside, hmph, I am a free and easy wind, can Wuxiang Sword Sect hold me..."

Anan curled his lips, knowing that this person would not remember, it would be better not to look forward to it.

Feng Chan carefully observed the surrounding facilities, and saw a button that he had never seen before. After studying it, he turned his head and said to the sullen little apprentice: "Don't talk about this, I think we should be able to go out now." .”

After he finished speaking, he pressed the unimaginable button without hesitation, and then the gold and stone collided, the sky and the earth changed color, the surrounding wind blew, and the dust flew up.

Behind the two of them, a row of long silver needles suddenly flew out, Feng Chan's pupils shrank suddenly, he hurriedly turned around and grabbed Anan's cuff, and ran forward without saying a word.

The row of silver needles just landed on the spot where the two were standing just now, before he could react, another row of longer silver needles flew out than the previous batch, pressing them closely, Feng Chan didn't care After speaking, he hurriedly urged Qinggong, and dragged the little apprentice to run away.

It's just that the speed of a person has never been faster than the speed of the mechanism. Anan accidentally walked a step late during the sixth wave, and two silver needles were deeply pierced into the back of his thigh. He swallowed a wail, and closed his eyes After sinking, he limped and pushed Feng Chan away: "You go first!"

Feng Chan was pushed out by him, turned around and saw the row of silver needles that were about to be fired at the back, scolded his mother, dragged and dragged Anan into his arms, and rushed forward.

But after all, he was carrying a living person, and besides, Anan's body was growing, and he was falling straight down. No matter how advanced his martial arts was, Feng Chan would inevitably slow down a bit. This slowness caused an accident.

Finally, Feng Chan had four or five long needles pierced into his back, still gritted his teeth and rushed forward, before finally losing his strength, he used all his strength to throw the little apprentice forward.

At the same time, the last row of silver needles flew out, Anan's eye circles were blood red, and he turned around and shouted heartbreakingly: "Feng Chan!"

Before the sound landed, Feng Chan raised his right arm and used his wrist guard to block the deadly silver needle. The needle was so powerful that it shot through the wrist guard directly and pierced into the most important part of the sword-bearer. right wrist.

Other silver needles fell beside him, only one stuck into Feng Chan's abdomen, he touched it, his hand was covered with blood, but fortunately, it didn't pierce through, he is not a lamb skewer yet.

All the organs around were quiet, and in such eerie silence, Anan crawled up to Feng Chan's side, his eyes were so red that they were about to bleed, and he touched Feng Chan's slightly pale face with trembling hands.

Feng Chan coughed heavily twice, thinking that this is the second time in this life that I am in such a mess, the last time I almost died, this time, I don't know if there is a way out.

The little apprentice held Feng Chan's face, his expression was horrific, Feng Chan coughed a few more times, his lips shriveled due to thirst opened a few times: "...Okay, I'm not dead yet Woolen cloth."

As soon as these words came out, Anan's eyes became even more terrifying.Feng Chan was poked like this, unable to lie down on the ground properly, he had to rest in the arms of the little apprentice in a strange posture.

The little apprentice kept muttering to himself, listen carefully, it was really scary.

"...I'm going to kill everyone in Red Sleeve Valley, I'm going to kill..."

Feng Chan spit out a mouthful of blood, and forced a smile: "You are only so young, you are screaming and killing, come on, it's not like you can't live, you see, I can still stand..."

He tried hard to stand up, but Anan's strength came out of nowhere and held him firmly in his arms, making him unable to move.

Anan's expression was terrifying, he stopped chanting that sentence mechanically, and just stared straight at Feng Chan's blood-stained face, like an evil ghost trapped by obsession, unable to reincarnate all day long.

Feng Chan took a breath, thinking that the child hadn't eaten for three days, where did he get the strength, and then he raised his hand to poke the little apprentice's face that was always easy to pinch, and said without words: "Hey, don't go crazy, we The sect can't produce a demon leader, if you become a big villain, I won't have the face to be your master."

"I'm a villain, so you don't want me?" Anan's voice was extremely hoarse, as if it was forced out of his throat.

"You can't say that." Feng Chan didn't notice the meaning in that sentence, he thought it was just a child's inappropriate speech, after thinking about it, he raised an eyebrow and said: "If you become a big villain , I have to stand up and clean up the door, either turn you into a good person again, or lock you in a cage and guard you for the rest of your life."

A warm feeling surged up in Anan's heart, he blinked twice, the hot tide in his chest almost swallowed him, this kind of words called love words were clearly spoken by the other party unconsciously, but it was like a mouthful of sweet poison, He had to drink poison to quench his thirst.

Feng Chan himself doesn't know the weight of these words, he has been careless and thoughtless, forgetting to eat but not to hit, and intends to break free from the arms of the little apprentice, but because of excessive struggle, he accidentally drops an object stuffed in his arms. out.

It was an exquisite purse with two peonies embroidered on it, and it smelled like powder.

Anan's heart suddenly fell into the ice cellar.

"You accept someone else's purse?"

Feng Chan picked up the beautiful purse, thought for a while, and said, "It's that Li from the Hehuan Sect... I forgot the name, she forced it to me before we left, and she said it again." Sour poems, what about the stars and the moon, I didn't understand, so I left.

"...May I be like a star king like a moon, with a bright and clean night and night stream?"

"How do you know." Feng Chan nodded: "It seems that all of you who are educated share the same lexicon."

Anan supported his forehead and let go of Feng Chan, he was more worried than anyone else.

Worried, he heard a woman's voice outside the stone wall approaching, but couldn't hear clearly, hurriedly struggled to stand up, gritted his teeth and pulled out the silver needle stuck in his leg, and drew his sword to protect it. In front of Feng Chan.

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There are three chapters in this episode, which are about the stories of Feng Chan and Anan.