Holding his phone, Ling Ping'an read the e-book.
"Ego, id, superego..."
As Ling Ping'an read, he thought, "So that's how it is!"
This e-book had benefited him a lot.
Other than the content of the book itself, the important thing was the chapters and the chapters between the words.
There were many explanations and notes left behind by people.
One person was not enough, two people were better.
The wisdom of the public allowed Ling Ping'an to quickly understand what this book was talking about.
"Ego is bestiality..."
"Id is human nature..."
"Superego is conscience..."
"Perhaps my problem is that my bestiality is too strong, so much so that I have hallucinations!"
However, in the world that he could not see or hear.
In his shadow that was reflected by the lamp.
Countless mockery echoed in the air.
And the corner of his mouth was also slightly curled up, full of mockery.
Thus, Ling Ping'an vaguely felt that his ears seemed to have heard a mocking laugh.
He stood up and looked beside him, frowning.
"Are there auditory hallucinations too?" He shook his head.
However, his expression suddenly froze.
Because, he thought of a problem.
"Who defines bestiality?"
"Who defines human nature?"
"Who is restraining conscience?"
"Me?"
"Or... this world?"
He muttered to himself, the thoughts in his mind endless.
Vaguely, there seemed to be countless voices whispering.
It was like a kindergarten teacher teaching children how to play games step by step.
Listening to these whispers, Ling Ping'an had a feeling.
He felt like a big fat bug tightly wrapped in silk.
Strand after strand of silk wrapped and bound him.
It also isolated the outside world from affecting him, filtering out all the bad phenomena in the world.
Just like... just like...
"Information cocoon room!" This word popped up in Ling Ping'an's mind.
His eyes were blinded.
His ears were plugged up.
His breath, his touch, and his feelings were all filtered once.
And those whispers seemed to be guiding him, teaching him how to bite through the silk that bound him, how to break free from the shackles that bound him.
As long as he did it, he would definitely succeed.
Because silkworms spit silk for better evolution.
From a bug baby to a moth.
It had a bigger body, more power, and more abilities.
In order to enter a whole new stage of life.
Therefore …
Ling Ping'an burst out laughing.
"I've really gone mad!"
That was because, according to his current thoughts.
Then he was the one who blinded his eyes, the one who blocked his ears, the one who filtered his breath, his touch, his feeling.
In other words, he tied himself up, blindfolded his eyes, ears, and nose.
I shut myself, I hit myself.
Wasn't he a pervert?
At that moment, the phone rang.
Ling Ping'an looked down and saw that it was his aunt.
He laughed, and his whole body immediately relaxed.
Therefore, he picked up the phone and answered the call.
But at a certain moment, the corners of his mouth curled up.
There seemed to be countless things wriggling in the flesh under his skin.
In his eyes, countless pupils were overlapping.
Strange, indifferent, illusory, terrifying, and demonic …
There were even more pupils that did not seem to be human.
But the smile on his face was extremely relaxed and sincere.
Coupled with the constantly changing and overlapping expressions in his eyes.
His entire person became incomparably strange and dangerous.
He was no longer a passerby.
Instead, he was the kind of peerless ferocious person who would feel a bone-piercing chill just by looking at him.
He was like an executioner who had killed countless people on the execution ground.
He was also like the crazy perverted killer in the movie.
But he was completely unaware. He leaned back in his chair and greeted his aunt on the other side of the phone, "Aunt, where are you?"
He heard Li An 'an's playful and cheerful voice on the other side of the phone, "Ping'an! I've worked hard for you all day! "
Li An 'an, who was driving out of the underground garage, was wearing a Bluetooth and beaming with joy, "You must not let down my hard work today!"
"What?" Ling Ping'an didn't quite understand.
However, his expression was extremely indifferent.
He looked like he knew everything and had everything under control.
In his heart, he also felt that he seemed to know what his aunt had done today.
But …
Those were all small matters that were not worth mentioning and did not need to be paid attention to.
Therefore, his mentality was a little lazy.
He heard his aunt say on the phone, "You'll know soon!"
"Hmm?" Ling Ping'an frowned.
"Someone should be ringing the doorbell!" His aunt said.
Ding dong!
As expected, the doorbell rang outside the door.
Ling Ping'an was dumbfounded, "Aunt, what did you do?"
"Hehe!" Li An 'an laughed out loud, "I'm not talking to you anymore! Go and open the door! I still have to drive! "
Then, he hung up the phone.
Ling Ping'an shook his head, "I'm your aunt!!"
But he was used to it.
His aunt was like this.
She had been like this since she was young. She was already 27 or 28 years old, but she was still like a 17 or 18 year old girl, always silly and happy.
He shrugged his shoulders.
Vaguely, he could guess that his aunt must have gone outside to pull some strings for him.
She must have made an appointment for him on a blind date.
How could he not know his aunt's thoughts?
He sighed, then tidied up his appearance and walked to the door.
No matter what, it was his aunt's good intentions.
He would deal with it so that his aunt wouldn't be in a difficult position.
Thus, he walked to the door and opened it.
A hunchbacked old man appeared in front of the door.
He looked very old, but he had a kind expression.
But …
Ling Ping'an felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this old man's body.
His qi and blood were weak, right?
In that instant, countless prescriptions appeared in his mind.
There were traditional Chinese medicine.
There were also modern medicine.
There were even some messy folk prescriptions.
Subconsciously, he told himself that any one of these prescriptions could solve the old man's current problem.
There were even many that could be completely cured and he would never have to worry about this problem again.
The only problem was that these prescriptions only flashed through his mind.
Moreover, most of the handwriting was messy and disorganized.
He couldn't see it clearly at all.
Ling Ping'an shook his head in his heart.
However, a smile appeared on his face. He asked very politely, "Old man, you are?"
… …
Lang Cailin stood at the door.
He looked at the person in front of him.
This Master X.
Compared to the afternoon, this Master X was like a different person.
In his eyes, the Master X in the afternoon was like the ocean, unfathomable.
And now, this Master X, who was wearing very ordinary casual clothes, gave him the feeling that he was like a vast and boundless universe.
Deep, distant, huge …
It was full of unknowns, danger, and countless opportunities.
"Is this the real Master X?" As he thought about it, he lowered his head and bowed slightly to express his personal respect. He also expressed the supreme respect from the Ceylon royal family for the almighty of the kingdom.
"Young master..." he held a small exquisite food box in his hand in his hand, "On the orders of my Miss, I have specially come to deliver the soup that Miss has personally prepared for you..."
It was the custom of Ceylon.
If a woman took a fancy to someone, she had to personally prepare a soup for him.
Ling Ping'an listened and wanted to refuse.
But the taste of the food box made him unable to tactfully decline.
Because it was too fragrant.
For a gourmet, tasting delicious food was something that he couldn't refuse.
Thus, Ling Ping'an could only smile.
"Old man, please come in and talk!" He said very politely.
Lang Cailin immediately bowed again.
But...
"Human..." in a daze, he saw the corners of Master X's mouth curl up slightly.
His expression was like the mythical Emperor and the Celestial Emperor.
He was high and mighty, full of majesty. The psionic power around him was like a surging wave, rolling violently.
He didn't see him move his mouth.
His voice had already come from all directions, rolling.
"In front of my Emperor... you should be careful with your words and actions, tremble with fear, and not disobey!"
Vaguely, there seemed to be a figure wearing a crown on his head appearing behind this Master X.
This figure covered the sky and the sun.
The hanging pearls flowed with the sun, moon, and stars, faintly showing the mountains, rivers, sun, and moon.
Endless domineering aura was vast and mighty.
There was no need for words.
Lang Cailin already knew.
In front of this person, he had to be careful.
He had to tremble with fear, as if he was walking on thin ice, as if he was facing an abyss.
Because if he took a wrong step, he might be consigned to eternal damnation!
Not only him, but also Ceylon behind him.
Because in the eyes of this person, he represented Ceylon.
Thus, Lang Cailin lowered his head, "Yes!" His attitude was as respectful as when he represented the Kingdom of Ceylon to submit a letter of credence to the Emperor of Great Xia.
However, he couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.
"Why is the Master X of this afternoon so different from the current Master X?"
Although the Master X he saw in the afternoon was also arrogant.
But this domineering aura...
There was also a brilliant majesty...
It was simply two different feelings.
In the afternoon, he still dared to pry.
But now...
The psionic power in his body couldn't even produce the strength to move at all.
In front of him, it was like a krill facing a blue whale that had opened its abyssal mouth.
Carefully holding the food box in his hand, Lang Cailin placed it on the table, "Young master, I'll put it here for you..."
Ling Ping'an nodded and said, "Old sir, you don't have to be so polite... please sit!"
Lang Cailin trembled with fear. How would he dare to do it?
Although Master X no longer had the domineering aura and deterrence from before.
He looked like a really ordinary young man.
However, the more it was like this, the greater the pressure on Lang Cailin.
He bowed his body, "Where is there a seat for me in front of young master?"
Ling Ping'an shook his head, "Old sir... what are you talking about?"
However, he couldn't help but feel doubtful in his heart.
What kind of blind date did his aunt find for him?
Could it be that it was one of the aristocratic families in the imperial capital?
There were still aristocratic families in the Federal Empire.
After all, they had a history of three hundred years.
They left behind many great clans that had been prominent since the beginning of the previous dynasty.
However, it was different from the domineering and cool aristocratic families described on the Internet.
In reality, the aristocratic families were actually very low-key.
The main reason was because they didn't dare to be high-profile.
In the era of the Internet, public opinion could quickly magnify many things that in the past would only be punished with three glasses of wine.
Take the arrogant lady Ling Ping'an met on the plane when he came to the imperial capital as an example.
Yesterday, she had already been sued by her husband to the court, asking for a divorce.
At the same time, she had also been sued by the imperial capital airlines for a number of joint and several civil lawsuits.
Including reputation infringement and abuse of power.
Some people in the legal profession said that the lady's lawsuit was bound to be lost.
That was because the prosecution had formed a luxurious team of lawyers.
Its chief lawyer was said to have never tasted defeat for 15 years.
On the Internet, the netizens were basically applauding this.
If it was a so-called 'aristocratic family', as long as it was exposed.
It would basically all end up the same.
So. The 'aristocratic families' had all learned to be obedient.
In other words, those who didn't 'learn to be obedient' were all eliminated.
The rest were all low-key and reserved guys who made a fortune in silence.
In any case, Ling Ping'an heard that among the top 100 shareholders of the Federal Empire's listed companies, there were 'aristocratic families'.
Other than keeping a low profile, the most important characteristic of the aristocratic families was that they were conservative.
Most of the aristocratic families had past retainers and diners.
These people had shared the honor and disgrace of the main family for generations and were inseparable.
It was similar to the relationship between Grandma Hu, Uncle Wang, and Uncle Zhang in Qilipu and the Ling family.
These people huddled together and lived a life similar to that of three hundred years ago.
The difference between a master and a servant was clear. The difference between superior and subordinate was insurmountable.
Fortunately, they wouldn't disturb others.
They just stayed behind closed doors.
Therefore, the cabinet and the government couldn't do anything about it.
Now, in Ling Ping'an's opinion, this old man was probably an old retainer of a certain 'aristocratic family'.
"Where did aunt set up the line?" Ling Ping'an thought with a strange expression, "Could it be that she went to brag?"
Thinking about it carefully, as long as the old Ling family was packaged, they could still brag.
Other than his generation, the old Ling family could be said to be a family of scholars for generations and was extremely honorable.
This kind of family background, even if it was ruined, could still arouse the interest of many people.
After all, the Federal Empire was very fond of the character of a scholarly family.
Especially the old aristocratic families, they were very fond of this.
If their daughter married a new Internet upstart, people would gossip.
They thought it was for money.
But after marrying into a scholarly family, it was a matter of honor.
No matter how poor they were, they could still afford it.
Thinking of this, Ling Ping'an asked calmly, "Old sir... May I know who you are?"
Lang Cailin immediately bowed, "I'm Lang Cailin. I'm here on the orders of my Miss to greet you, young master!"
Of course, he didn't dare to say that he was sent by the princess of the Tilan Kingdom.
Because, in front of such a high-ranking figure.
The only thing a small country could do was to be respectful.
Any show off and boast was superfluous and was also a way to bring disaster!
For three hundred years, Ceylon had been abiding by its duties.
If the Empire pointed east, it would never go west.
Unlike Xin Luo and Fusang, who often raised their tails and thought that they were the legitimate son of the Central Plains or the gentleman of Donghai.
Their eyes were about to grow to their foreheads.
It was precisely because of this that although Ceylon was outside the border and far away from the Central Plains.
But it had always been a 'special partner' and 'all-weather strategic partner' recognized by the Federal Empire.
And the more the officials were like this, the lower Ceylon's status would be.
This was the survival wisdom of Ceylon.
They could only take what the kingdom gave them.
They couldn't ask for what the kingdom didn't give them.
Just like what the King of Ceylon said, the most important thing to serve one's parents was filial piety! Filial piety couldn't be said with words, but with actions!
Now, Lang Cailin was also obediently using Ceylon's consistent policy towards the Xia.
Filial piety!
Filial piety was the most difficult thing to do.
But it was also the best!
Because sincerity was the key.
It must not be faked, and it must be sincere.
Only in this way could he make the country happy and this Master X satisfied.
Only in this way could he maintain an advantage in the competition!
One had to know that all the countries were eyeing this person.
Ceylon only had the upper hand, that's all.
Ling Ping'an looked at Lang Cailin, who was well-behaved like Grandma Hu, Uncle Wang, and the others in front of him.
He also sighed.
He was most afraid of such a person.
Because this meant that as long as the other party agreed, it would be very difficult for him to refuse.
"Could it be that... I really have to go on a blind date and get married?" Ling Ping'an thought.
He didn't care.
After all, it was his duty to get married and start a career.
He was the only child of the Ling family.
If he was alone, how could he face the ancestors of the Ling family?
Therefore, he pinched his nose and could accept it.
The reason why he had been single was because he was afraid of delaying other girls.
Think about it...
He had face blindness and all kinds of problems that he admitted.
Lazy, undisciplined, and heartless.
Other than a cheap conscience and a passable family, he had nothing.
If the girl married him, not only would she have to serve him, but she might also have to worry about all kinds of trivial matters in his life. She would also have to face the daily necessities.
Thinking about it, Ling Ping'an felt that it was not worth it for the girl.
He was a gentleman.
A gentleman would not force others against their will, and a gentleman would not watch others drown without doing anything.
Therefore, Ling Ping'an had always felt that it was better to be alone than to drag others down.
He would be more carefree and happy.
Therefore, Ling Ping'an chuckled and said to the old man, "Mr. Lang... Miss is too kind!"
He looked at the exquisite and simple food box on the table.
The fragrance of meat in the food box was very strong.
There was also a faint fragrance of lotus leaves, which was very comfortable to smell.
Presumably, that young lady must be a gentle little girl.
Therefore, he said, "It's just that I'm stupid and vulgar... I'm afraid I'm not a good match!"
Yes!
With face blindness, it was difficult for him to distinguish between beauty and ugliness.
He didn't even have the conventional concept of beauty and ugliness.
In his eyes, tall and short, fat and thin, they were all the same.
It was nothing more than finding someone more pleasing to the eye and cuter.
But to talk about feelings or liking such things?
For so many years, other than his aunt, he had treated everyone else equally.
He would sympathize when he saw pity. He would also be happy when he saw others finally succeed after hard work.
But other than that, there was nothing else.
Therefore, if he really wanted to marry a wife.
Ling Ping'an felt that even if he married her, she would only be a fertility tool.
Why bother!
She was also born and raised by her parents.
She wasn't a fertility tool for his Ling family.
But he couldn't say it directly. Otherwise, it would be a slap to his aunt's face.
He could only think of a way to be tactful and obscure.
Firstly, he wouldn't let down his aunt's good intentions, so that she wouldn't be in a difficult position.
Secondly, he also took into account the girl's good intentions.
Thirdly, he also took into account the relationship.
In Ling Ping'an's eyes, it was perfect.
Who knew that when his words fell into Lang Cailin's ears, they were interpreted into another meaning.
Lang Cailin bowed and said humbly, "Young master... My young miss knows that she is nothing more than a willow. She doesn't dare to hope that she can serve you and be listed in the clan..."
"I just hope that you don't mind..."
"If I can spare some time and meet you once or twice, I will be satisfied!"
Yes.
Ceylon was just a small country.
How could she dare to hope to become the wife and concubine of a great existence like Master X who could control the world and even kill the world?
Wouldn't that be like a child holding gold in a busy city and putting himself on a brazier?
Ceylon couldn't afford it and didn't dare to.
For Ceylon, the best solution was to stay aloof.
To be a servant girl who would come and go at her beck and call.
In this way, she could obtain protection and even satisfy her wish.
She could also avoid being spied on, framed, and suppressed by others and stay out of it.
Therefore, the moment Ling Ping'an said those words, Lang Cailin immediately expressed her true thoughts: Don't misunderstand... We are really very sensible... We won't cause you any trouble!
Ling Ping'an was dumbfounded.
He swallowed his saliva.
"What the hell is Aunt doing?"
He was confused and couldn't figure out the current situation at all.
"Isn't it a blind date?"
"Or could it be..." Ling Ping'an thought, "Did my words provoke the other party?"
He pondered over the old man's words.
A willow's beauty?
This could be self-modesty, or it could be the truth.
Did that girl have some kind of defect?
Is it physical or psychological?
If that was the case, the other party thought that he knew something, so he refused?
As for other possibilities?
Ling Ping'an directly ignored them.
Because it was impossible!
It was a modern society now.
It had been almost two hundred years since the women's liberation movement!
In the Federal Empire, although there were still things like mistresses and mistresses.
However, there were very few cases. Very few girls from good families embarked on such an evil path.
Basically, modern women who had received higher education and had their own independent economic ability would have self-respect and self-love.
Why should women be inferior to men?
The concept of equality between men and women had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Even in the Guangnan area, the trend of favoring men over women had passed.
Now, people liked daughters.
They also doted on their daughters more and more.
Secondly, Ling Ping'an didn't think that he had any charm or background to make others his concubines or maids.
Didn't he see that the current city was already dominated by the Asura Field?
Thinking of this, Ling Ping'an laughed.
"Noble Miss is still very good!" He closed his eyes and began to praise, "It's just that my talent is shallow and I have let down Miss's love!"
Lang Cailin immediately understood.
Big shots were all like this.
Their image had to be maintained perfectly!
Not to mention such a big shot of the kingdom?
It was already written clearly in the history books, and he had seen many of them himself.
Therefore, he said respectfully, "I will convey your intentions to my Miss!"
"Please don't worry, Young Master!"
Hmm...
We are really, really tactful and won't cause you any trouble!
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