I don’t know why there is a child in Nangong Yang’s subconscious mind. Since it is a child, Ye Feng feels that it will be easier to deal with.
"Nangong Yang, if you were given a lock on a door that required a password to open, what password would you use?"
Nangong Yang stared with clear eyes: "Combination lock? What's the password?"
"Yeah, what password do you like to use?"
"I would use..."
Ye Feng was a little surprised and felt that he was about to trick the password out, but things were not as simple as he imagined.
Suddenly, there was a creaking sound outside the door, which sounded like the sound of a rocking chair rocking.
Hearing this creaking sound, Nangong Yang's face was filled with fear. He quickly hid under the bed and whispered to Ye Feng in fear, "Hide quickly, Uncle Mellon is here."
Ye Feng was confused and didn't know who Uncle Mellon was, but when he saw Nangong Yang escape under the bed, he followed him in.
The space under the bed was more than enough for the children, but it was a bit crowded for Ye Feng.
Ye Feng wanted to continue asking for the password, but Nangong Yang covered Ye Feng's mouth with his little hand to keep him quiet.
Through the pattern of the bed sheet, I could see a wheelchair being pushed in at the door. It turned out that the creaking sound was made by the wheels of the wheelchair.
Looking from under the bed, I could only see the lower half of the wheelchair, and a person sitting in it, wearing a pair of furry slippers, and his ankles were like dry bones.
The man in the wheelchair made a cackle like a night owl, which sounded very harsh and old.
"Nangong Yang, my little baby, where are you?"
Ye Feng felt Nangong Yang's body trembling violently. Obviously, he was very afraid of this old man in the wheelchair.
Seeing that there was no one in the room, the old man slowly turned around and left the room. Nangong Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the creaking sound fade away.
"Who is he? Why are you so scared of him? Has he done anything bad to you?"
A melancholy that was not befitting of his age appeared on Nangong Yang's face.
"He is Uncle Mellon, my witchcraft teacher. He is a wizard who is proficient in magic. If I make a mistake, he will make me unable to move, and then, he..."
At this point, little Nangong Yang's face showed fear again, and he seemed unwilling to say more.
Ye Feng took this opportunity to ask about the password: "I can install a combination lock on your door so that Uncle Mellon can't get in. What password do you want to use to lock the door?"
"Can you really put a combination lock on the door?"
Looking at the expectant and innocent eyes of little Nangong Yang, and thinking of his trembling expression after seeing Uncle Mellon just now, Ye Feng didn't want to lie to him.
But this is not the real world, but Nangong Yang’s dream mirror, a part of his memory. He just entered the world in his memory and played a temporary role.
In order to get the password he was used to, Ye Feng smiled and said, "This is your world. Of course, you can install a combination lock on the door. Tell me, what password do you want?"
Little Nangong Yang thought about it, looked at Ye Feng with clear and innocent eyes, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Suddenly, Ye Feng felt that Xiao Nangong Yang's smile changed, and the corners of his mouth curved up, as if he was laughing at him.
"Ye Feng, is it fun?"
Ye Feng was stunned, as if a bucket of cold water was poured on his head. He had just been expecting to trick little Nangong Yang into telling him the password, but he didn't expect that little Nangong Yang looked like a child, but he was still the lazy but very stubborn Nangong Yang.
Ye Feng smiled and said, "You recognized me? Did you recognize me just now, or did you always know it was me? You were always clear-headed."
Little Nangong Yang, throw away the teddy bear in your hand. The teddy bear has always been a cover, he used it to confuse Ye Feng, he doesn't want such a toy.
He was much more cunning than Ye Feng had judged, and his intentions were much stronger than Ye Feng had imagined.
Ye Feng's magic of searching for gods would confuse people, but Nangong Yang remained sober and used the image of an innocent child in his childhood to confuse Ye Feng.
Ye Feng looked at Xiao Nangong Yang quietly: "I didn't expect your willpower to be so strong."
Little Nangong Yang's body swelled in the wind, and soon returned to his original appearance, only younger and stronger.
It was a strong young demon, who looked a bit like Nangong Yang that Ye Feng had seen, but their appearance was not exactly the same.
“Is this what you really look like or is this an embellished image?”
"Of course this is my true appearance. You beat me half to death and still wanted to force me to tell you the password. To tell you the truth, there is really an arsenal in our Nanshi City. There are many magic crystal guns in it. However, I will not tell you. Just give up on this idea."
"This castle should be your home. It can be seen that you are a child of a wealthy family to have such a castle as your home. Your bloodline must be much purer than Nangong Wei's."
When his family lineage was mentioned, Nangong Yang showed a proud look.
Nangong Yang sneered: "Although you are a human, you have good vision and know that my bloodline is purer than the lord's."
Ye Feng smiled and said, "You said your teacher is a magic witch. I guess your family is a magic witch family and you have magic witch blood. In the demon world, if you can become a magic witch, you can call the wind and rain. You are obviously a magic witch, but you became the city lord. It's a pity that your talent is buried. No wonder you are so lazy. It's not that you are lazy physically, but that you are indignant in your mind. Am I right?"
Nangong Yang applauded Ye Feng in a persuasive manner: "Not bad, you are worthy of being a demon killer. I hid so deeply, but you still found out the clues. Yes, I have the blood of a demon witch and can cast magic, but I..."
"You can't control magic like a witch."
"If I knew magic, you guys would not be my opponent at all. Don't use soul-searching to invade my brain. It's futile. Get out of my brain now."
Boom, a powerful mental force hit, and Ye Feng was driven out of Nangong Yang's brain.
Ye Feng withdrew his thoughts and opened his eyes. He did not expect that Nangong Yang's willpower was so strong.
He looked in surprise at this bruised and even somewhat decadent demon, not understanding why he had the blood of a demon wizard but could not cast magic.
If Nangong Yang really knew magic, the situation would not be so simple.
Ye Feng was a little curious about Nangong Yang, so he used his divine eyes to observe Nangong Yang and found a hazy black gas near his magic core.
It was this hazy black air that prevented him from obtaining magic power from the magic core. He could only practice magic power and combat skills, and became a city lord at the level of a deputy general of the fifth level of magic power.