Crossing to the Future, it’s Not Easy to Be a Man

Chapter 102: Quiz Exam!

Ling style fighting technique! It is one of the exclusive fighting techniques of the Ling family's slain fighters. Why does it appear in this mission space? Doubts abounded in Ling Lan's heart. If he didn't pay much attention to this inheritance task at the beginning, when he saw this fighting technique appear, Ling Lan had to pay attention to it.

Without any hesitation, Ling Lan followed the figure and perfectly displayed Ling's fighting technique with punches and kicks. Since she was a child, Ling Lan has been doing fighting exercises with the dead soldiers of the Ling family, and she has long been aware of it.

After Ling Lan performed the entire set of fighting techniques perfectly, the gray figure dissipated again. At the same time, Ling Lan felt that the fog in front of her eyes was decreasing and dissipating. Soon, she saw the scenery in front of her clearly.

She was standing on a piece of lush green lawn. In the distance, there were undulating peaks and shrouded in clouds and mists. Nearby, there were clear streams, singing birds and fragrant flowers. A beautiful and quiet valley suddenly appeared in front of Ling Lan.

Ling Lan had never seen such a beautiful scene before, and it made her feel extremely peaceful. At this moment, a blank piece of paper suddenly fell from the sky, floated unsteadily in front of Ling Lan, and then miraculously floated in front of her eyes, and spread it out automatically.

There is a line of words on it, which is a question: This is a beautiful valley, but unfortunately there is no name for it until now, please give it a nice name now.

Just as Ling Lan's eyes scanned the line, a small and delicate writing brush appeared next to the white paper.

Strange, why such an ancient thing appears in such an advanced place?

Ling Lan frowned, her eyes were attracted by this brush, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that something was wrong, because the style of this brush made her feel a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it for a while.

School? Ling Lan shook her head secretly, directly ruling out this possibility. The academy is too advanced, if it is said that there will be some surreal things in it, Ling Lan will still believe it, but it is almost impossible to have such an old antique that is almost invisible.

The only possibility, then, was that she had seen it at home.

So when and where did she see a similar brush at home? Generally, the place where brushes appear is the study room, but the study room in the Ling family’s old house used to belong to his father, so every brush in it is very simple and elegant, there is no such delicate and delicate brush at all, and it is obvious at a glance that it is for women ...

woman? study? Ling Lan suddenly remembered something. It was not long after she started learning to read, her mother took her to the study to practice calligraphy, saying that this is a tradition of the Ling family, and every descendant of the Ling family must learn it. this hand. Ling Lan was very sad at the time, her small hands couldn't hold the big brushes her father used,

In the end, I could only pretend to be naive and ignorant, and directly used the brush as a mop.

When Lan Luofeng saw Ling Lan's embarrassing appearance, she was immediately happy, but she also knew that she was negligent and didn't prepare Ling Lan with a small writing brush suitable for her. In the end, in order for Ling Lan to write correctly, she took out her very Let Ling Lan use a small brush that she cherishes first. She also told Ling Lan with a proud face that this was a promise of love from her father Ling Xiao.

I remember that she complained directly at that time, her father was too stingy, and her mother was too easy to cheat. Lan Luofeng knocked her head loudly, dumbfounded. It wasn't enough because the small writing brush was so exquisite and beautiful that Ling Lan played with it curiously. But from the next day, Lan Luofeng sealed this small brush into the bottom of the box again, and replaced it with an extremely ordinary small fine brush. From then on, Ling Lan never saw that love writing brush again.

Almost five years have passed, and Ling Lan has almost forgotten those things, as well as that pen.

Resisting her excitement, Ling Lan carefully picked up the exquisite writing brush in front of her. She twirled it in the palm of her hand, and a phoenix flying high was engraved on the pen holder, just like what she saw at that time. It was the same as the pen in my memory.

Could this inheritance be related to the Ling family? Something to do with her dad? Or was it his father's at all?

Ling Lan felt that she must be crazy, otherwise how could she have such an idea? Inheritance tasks must be issued by strong men above the king level, and all strong men above the king level are terrifying existences, almost representatives of immortality. How could his short-lived father be?

But what if it is true? Ling Lan's heart beat violently...

At this time, a line of words suddenly appeared on the white paper: "You still have one minute to think about it, the countdown starts at 60, 59, 58..."

Depend on! Ling Lan's excitement ran out at once, and she began to think about the name. At this time, Ling Lan regretted that her mind was hooked by the brush, and she didn't use the time to think about this issue.

"Beautiful valley, exquisite brush? What exactly does the inheritance mission want to tell me with this picture?" The CPU in Ling Lan's small head was running at full capacity, trying to find the hint inside.

Is the brush a token of love for my mother? So does this beautiful valley also have something to do with my mother? Ling Lan began to try hard to recall the conversation between her mother and her, hoping to find some clues.

43, 42, 41... Time slipped away bit by bit, and sweat started to seep from Ling Lan's forehead: Damn it, it would be great if Xiao Si was here.

"Boss, are you looking for me?" Xiao Si's voice actually sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness, Ling Lan was startled: "Little Si, are you there?"

"Well, I've been watching, but I've been imprisoned by a force, so I can't contact you. However, the moment you thought of me just now, the force that imprisoned me disappeared." Xiaosi replied.

"Don't talk about it, there are more than 30 seconds left, please help me think, when my mother was chatting with me, didn't she mention such a place?" Ling Lan was so anxious that she directly threw the question out.

"This amount of information is a bit large, can you give me some more reminders?" Xiaosi also became nervous, and the core chip began to overload.

"What about dating and proposing, the wedding location or honeymoon, or something that is particularly impressive, and then the dream home?" Ling Lan said a few things casually, and now she can only give it a try.

"Dating place, other than the old house is the military camp, your father is so unromantic!" Xiaosi muttered, why is Lan's mother so easy to be chased? "A promise? Proposal? Marriage? Honeymoon? Huh? Always here? Military camp? Damn, does your dad only know that the old house and military camp run at two o'clock? Have you never thought about going to other places?"

Xiaosi was really angry, after checking and checking, Ling Xiao and Lan Luofeng's love history was all about the Ling family's old house other than the military camp, and it had nothing to do with this beautiful valley in front of them.

"So dreams? Dreams. Doesn't my mother have a place she most wants to go?" Ling Lan couldn't help shouting as she watched the numbers on the white paper drop from ten to everyone.

"Yes, yes! Mother Lan wants to go the most..." Xiaosi finally found the place Lan Luofeng missed.

At this time, the countdown had reached 3, and Ling Lan didn't hesitate any longer, and just wrote it on. When the last f was written, the countdown time just returned to zero.

Ling Lan stared blankly at her answer, she didn't know where it was, and she didn't know if it was right for Xiao Si to find this answer, but anyway, she had tried her best.

The writing on the white paper began to slowly disappear, including Ling Lan's answer. The white paper really turned into a piece of white paper, Ling Lan took a deep breath, waiting for the final judgment of the inheritance task.

qualified! Two big characters in running script slowly emerged on the white paper. Seeing these two big characters, Ling Lan felt relieved, but soon, she felt physically and mentally exhausted. In the minute just now, the tension and oppression exhausted her mind a lot.

The two big characters disappeared again, and then new questions appeared, but these questions were not difficult, because it was obviously a self-introduction.

"Name: Ling Lan!"

"Father: Ling Xiao!"

"Mother: Lan Luofeng!"

"Age: 7 years old!"

"What's your father's favorite?" The fifth question made Ling Lan stunned, she stopped the brush in her hand, and began to think about Lan Luofeng's words.

"Baby Ling Lan, do you know what your father's hobbies are?" Lan Luofeng hugged Ling Lan, picked up a photo of her and Ling Xiao, and asked with a smile on her face.

Ling Lan secretly rolled her eyes, her mother never said it before, how did she know.

"Your father likes mechas very much. It can even be said that he is not only mechas in his life, but also mechas. Mom sometimes gets jealous of his mecha, but your father is the most handsome when he is driving a mecha. No one It's better than him." Lan's mother started to be a nympho again, and she looked intoxicated, so that little Ling Lan, who was only over one year old, took Ling Xiao's bright smiling face in the photo with her little hand.

"Disaster!" Ling Lan muttered in a low voice, once her father was mentioned, her mother couldn't calm down.

"However, your father loves me the most. Do you know that? Your father once told me that if there was a choice between me and the mecha, he would give up the mecha and choose me without hesitation." Lan Luofeng blushed when she said this, "When I see him, I will definitely make him give up his mech and stay with me all the time...he promised."

Ling Lan felt a faint sadness. She loved her so deeply that she couldn't accept the other party's death. Every time Lan Luofeng talked about Ling Xiao, it was as if he was traveling far away and hadn't really left.

Dad loves mom most, doesn't he? This is also my mother's hope. Ling Lan sighed, and directly wrote the words Lan Luofeng after her father's favorite.

But the next question gave Ling Lan a headache again. Why is the question of inheriting the mission so weird?

"Your mother's sleeping habits?" Ling Lan couldn't help but twitch her face at this question, and wrote the words without hesitation.

After Ling Lan wrote, a final question appeared on the white paper: "Does the answer need to be changed?"

Ling Lan resolutely wrote No, and when the last line of No was written, the writing brush in Ling Lan's hand instantly turned into a black mist and disappeared completely, and the words on the paper disappeared again.

Then, soon a new line of writing appeared on the white paper.

"Congratulations on entering the next level!" rs! ~! ()