On the deserted street, the man in black robe slowly walked forward. Except for the faint glow of the bright moon above the head, there was no light source around.
An ordinary young man walked out of the alley, came directly to the man in black robe and asked.
"What’s wrong with you?"
The man in black robe didn't even raise his head and replied calmly.
"I'm wondering, is what I'm doing right now?"
The young man laughed dumbly and replied.
"There is no absolute right or wrong in this world, just follow your own mind."
The man in black robe sighed, still speaking in that hoarse voice that made it difficult to distinguish between male and female.
"I was born into the world to bring happiness to people."
The young man nodded in agreement and echoed: "You are right, that's it."
The man in black robe curled his lips and said complainingly.
"But look, I was shouted at, beaten and killed, but no one was willing to accept it."
The young man patted the black-robed man on the shoulder and said earnestly.
"Don't say that, you're one of us."
The man in black robe was not comforted at all, and said in a very disappointed mood.
"I sometimes think about how great it would be if I didn't have such a talent. Then I wouldn't have to be distressed, sad, or desperate."
The young man sighed and comforted him again.
"Don't think so. The talents God has given us have their own reasons. It's just that we were unlucky and didn't meet a good time."
The man in black robe was still very disappointed, and I said angrily.
"If you want to be a man, you can become a man. If you want to be a woman, you can become a woman. My talent can obviously bring happiness to others, but why am I not qualified to stand in the sun."
The young man wanted to say something, but couldn't. He had to open his mouth and say a few words of comfort as usual, but it had no effect at all.
"Don't belittle yourself, and don't be so pessimistic all the time. Didn't I say it before? We just didn't have a good time."
The man in black robe just complained a few words and shook his head helplessly.
"Come on, let's go. If someone finds out, we will probably only be punished."
The young man smiled slightly and said decisively.
"Don't worry, with our abilities, no one can catch us."
The man in black robe finally smiled and said it in a joking tone.
"I can reverse yin and yang, and you can change your appearance. It's a perfect match."
The young man raised his hand, blinked again, and asked.
"Don't talk about this yet, let me ask first, are you a boy or a girl?"
The man in black robe tilted his head and asked, "Is this important?"
The young man nodded with firm eyes and said, "Of course it's important."
The man in black robe laughed, and then asked: "Why is it important?"
The young man put his hands behind his back and answered with a smile as he walked forward.
"This determines whether I am cutting off my sleeves or whether I am in a normal relationship."
The man in black robe laughed and said, "Hahahaha, guess what."
The young man shook his head and said, "I probably won't be able to guess it in my life."
The man in black robe smiled sinisterly and said, "I won't tell you, just guess! Just guess!"
The young man shook his head helplessly and said, "That's too much. You always ask me to guess."
The man in black robe laughed again and said firmly.
"I still said the same thing, I won't tell you."
Young man: “…”
Early the next morning, the young man walked around outside the door and said with disdain.
"Those bastards are here again, let's make arrangements."
The man in black robe nodded and said nothing, but continued to eat the food placed on the table.
Two quarters of an hour later, two unkempt old ladies walked out of this remote residence.
Who can know if you don't see it with your own eyes? In fact, these two old ladies are the young man and the man in black robe from before.
I don't know if they are a boy or a girl, old or young. They have the talent and ability to reverse the yin and yang and change their appearance. Even their parents would not be able to recognize them.
We walked out of the encirclement and left the crowded city. In a short time, the two old ladies once again turned into men and young men in black robes, walking in the wild mountains.
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Submissions to Extraordinary Monthly are very strict, and this is strict in every sense of the word.
The fonts on the monthly magazine are the contributor's own fonts, and no changes will be made even if there are typos.
There is no such thing as a pseudonym either, ensuring that there are no mistakes or omissions in the true identity of the contributor.
The most important thing is that if the content of the submission is found to be false, once it is verified, it will be embarrassing in front of everyone, and you will not be able to submit in the future.
Of course, Chaofan Monthly is so strict, and there are advantages to being strict. If the manuscript is accepted and accepted, it will not only gain a lot of fame, but also get a lot of compensation.
Zhou Baoer is currently writing the manuscript, writing it over and over again. I don’t know how much paper was wasted, but it still hasn’t been recognized by the whole class.
Not to mention the writing is rubbish, but the handwriting is not that good? The most important thing is that the plot, which is obviously full of ups and downs and very interesting, is written in an extremely boring way.
Liang Guchun shook his big head and said.
"Classmate Zhou, you can't do this!"
Yang Yiyi rolled her eyes and said unhappily.
"Don't push her, she is still a seven-year-old child. If it were you, would you be able to write it?"
Liang Guchun raised his head and retorted.
"Seven years old is not too young to be able to write a good article."
Yang Yiyi rolled her eyes again and said, "You think everyone is you, don't you think you have the gift of photographic memory?"
Liang Guchun shrugged his shoulders and was speechless.
Yang Yiyi turned to look at Zhou Baoer, who was still writing stroke by stroke, and comforted her.
"Bao'er, don't be anxious, take your time. Regardless of whether you can be chosen or not, you have already worked hard."
Zhou Baoer pursed his lips and nodded slightly. Even though she repeated it so many times, she still didn't seem anxious at all.
Jiang Qinghua jumped out at this time and asked confused.
"I remember that Extraordinary Monthly doesn't need writing. Why does it have to be so good?"
Liang Guchun looked at him as if he were a fool and shook his head helplessly.
Du Lingbo covered his mouth, smiled softly, and explained.
"I think what Classmate Liang means is that after all, Bao'er is a member of our Huai'an Academy, and to a certain extent represents the face of Huai'an Academy. If Bao'er's handwriting is not good, or the writing and plot are too rubbish, he will be criticized The ridicule of others.”
After Jiang Qinghua listened to this explanation, he looked at Zhou Baoer with pity and said.
"Sister Bao'er, keep working hard. Forgive me, I really can't help you."
As soon as he finished speaking, many people, including Zhou Baoer, burst into laughter.
After spending a lot of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Zhou Baoer finally wrote an article that satisfied several academic leaders including Liang Guchun.
While she breathed a sigh of relief, she handed the papers in her hand to Jiang Qinghua and looked at him expectantly.
Jiang Qinghua scratched his hair in embarrassment, took the talisman paper and cinnabar from Du Lingbo, and drew a talisman with a serious face.
After a minute, he lowered his head with a wry smile and looked at the cinnabar pen in his hand in embarrassment.
Liang Guchun sighed, took a brush and drew a complex pattern on a piece of white paper.
Jiang Qinghua couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the pattern. Then, he took a cinnabar pen and drew the pattern on the talisman paper.
After a few breaths, the paper with the ghost-drawing talisman spontaneously ignited without any wind, and disappeared without a trace, taking the manuscript with it.
Gong Jiuheng made a rare joke and laughed.
"Classmate Jiang Qinghua, you can't do this! You even remembered the talisman wrong, and you need Classmate Liang to remind you."
Jiang Qinghua smiled disapprovingly and said.
"I don't have the gift of classmate Liang's photographic memory, so it's okay to forget."
Everyone laughed when they heard this, and it was a joyful scene.
When the first snow fell from the sky this year, everyone in the genius class gathered together to buy the second extraordinary monthly magazine in their lives.
At this time, everyone unanimously did not read the content, but flipped through page after page.
After almost a few minutes, Yang Changsheng held up a piece of paper in his hand and said with a smile.
"Look, I found classmate Zhou's submission, and it's right here."
When it did, everyone got excited.
Especially the person involved, Zhou Baoer, smiled like a flower as he listened to the congratulations of the people around him.
After some fun, a group of people read the newspaper. You share one piece with me, which not only ensures that each person gets one piece, but also gets extra.
"Female turned into male, got fucked!!!"
Yang Yiyi stared at the newspaper in her hand and exclaimed in disbelief.
Kang Yuanyue looked up and said.
"What's weird about this, witches are omnipotent."
Yang Yiyi was choked and wanted to say something, but couldn't.
Staring her eyes wide and then looking down, she sighed helplessly, her eyes filled with emotion and deep pity.
The witch with the talent of reversing yin and yang was classified as a heretic in this era, and was feared as a black witch, whom he never wanted to meet in his lifetime.
But in the era she remembered, if someone really had such an ability, he would definitely be very popular.
In a world where men and women are equal, even if gender reassignment surgery has various side effects, it cannot be done without enough money.
However, so many people still undergo gender reassignment surgery every year to change their gender.
The talent of reversing yin and yang not only has no side effects, but can also be converted back anytime and anywhere.
This wizard may also be a witch. If you could open a shop in that era, you would be guaranteed to make a lot of money, and you would never be able to spend all the money in your lifetime.
Yang Yiyi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she discovered that the witch who could reverse yin and yang had escaped capture and was not being hunted down.
In fact, she knew why the imperial court was so taboo about such talents. It was just because this kind of talent could easily subvert the Three Cardinal Principles and Five Constant Rules.
If one could change from man to woman at will, there would be no such thing as male superiority and female inferiority.
Sighing, Yang Yiyi ignored the matter and continued to watch other content. However, before I knew it, an idea came to my mind.
If there was a chance, she would like to get to know that dark wizard. Nothing else, just help her change her gender when she grows up a little, so that she can do business outside.
After all, my daughter has a lot of inconveniences when she is away from home. If nothing else, it’s those few days every month that make people despair.
When it's time to go home, let the black witch change her gender and turn her back into a beautiful girl. This time, as long as you cover it up a little, no one will find out.
Others have taboos, but she doesn't. Born in an era when various novels were popular, she was completely immune to the setting of female to male. What's more, you can change it back anytime and anywhere without feeling embarrassed at all.