Horror game live BUG is actually my own

Early the next morning, Cen Yi went to fetch a dictionary for Fu Yan and came back.

The survival rate of children in this world is not high. In other words, not many people need to use dictionaries.So although dictionaries are not expensive, they require a bit of luck to find them.The last thing Cen Yi brought was a hand-sized portable dictionary, and he didn't know where he got it from.

Then he watched the children's process of "choosing names by themselves".

Fu Yan thought about matching the child's name with Fanxiang, and told him to turn the page casually, point to a word, and repeat it three times.In order to prevent the boy from appointing Fu Yan to turn over again, Fu Yan didn't even mention the reason for turning over the dictionary again.As for whether the boy really doesn't know the purpose of turning over the dictionary, who cares.

Finally, the boy pointed to three words: "Feng", "Ming", and "Yao".

"Oh, I'm lucky, I didn't step on too ugly words." Fu Yan saw the result came out, commented, then changed hands and wrote "Feng Mingyao" on another piece of paper, and pushed it in front of the boy, "This Three characters are your name, 'Feng', 'Ming', 'Yao', remember?"

The boy nodded: "Fengming wants it."

Seeing the matter, Cen Yi actually decided so, and reminded in a low voice: "It's a name anyway, you don't even change your position?"

Fu Yan glanced at him: "If you don't click on the word 'shit', it's signed. Why do you ask for so much?"

Cen Yi understood, this is the meaning of "what more bicycles".He asked again: "...then you don't even explain to him what these three words mean?"

Fu Yan said: "If you explain it, you have to explain a series of what is called 'maple tree', what is called 'bright', and what is called 'important'. Then why don't you write a speech for me, and I will read it?"

Cen Yi: "...Farewell."

Then he really said goodbye.Back in the guild, Cen Yi was "vaccinating" the people in the guild. She turned her head to see her younger brother entering the door with a dictionary, and asked, "Didn't you give the dictionary to Fu Yan? How did you get it back?"

"I drew lots for the children to name themselves, and they got the name 'Feng Ming Yao'. 'Maple' in 'Maple Tree', 'Ming' in 'Bright', and 'Yao' in 'Important', you all remember. Cen Yi threw the dictionary away, and warned, "And don't use nicknames or nicknames casually, he won't be able to understand you."

The members of the guild said blankly: "The president just said that it is a monster. Fu Yan and Fan don't like it. Why did you name it in a blink of an eye?"

"He ordered the words himself. From Fu Yan's tone, if you click on 'shit', it's also called 'shit'. Do you still think he treats children well?" Cen Yi said, "The NPC in the game will faint if he says he faints. , Fu Yan, he also said to pinch, so you don’t provoke him. He waits for people to die in person, and swallows your souls in person, so that you will not be able to be ghosts even if you want to!"

"I know, I know, the president said it several times just now." The members replied, "I just didn't expect that Fu Yan would arrange for him to learn cleaning. This scene is really magical."

"What's so magical about this? If there are such big players in this world, this little monster may not live well. At least he has a place to live, someone to protect him, and he won't starve to death here." Another person replied, "If You can get food, lodging and safety in exchange for cleaning for others, do you think those little players are unwilling?"

"That's right. But didn't he attack Fu Yan? Fu Yan is really magnanimous to stay by his side."

"There must be a misunderstanding here. It is impossible for him to attack Fu Yan now. He is more obedient than a robot." Cen Yi said, "Don't talk about 'little monsters, little monsters' all day long and tell you his true identity, right? Let you know that you don’t need to treat him as a little emperor, and don’t flatter him on the horse’s leg. But you still have to treat him as a child to the outside world, you know? Anyway, if you pick it up on the road, it’s fine if you don’t see it.”

"Understood—" everyone giggled, "President, the more you talk about it, the more curious we become, how similar are you?"

Cen Yi: "You will find out in the afternoon."

When it was time for dinner in the afternoon, Fu Yan, Fan Xiangyi, and the little boy Fengming were going to be there, and the members of the "Dawn" guild finally understood "how similar they are".

Well, it was printed out of the same mold, no one would doubt that Feng Ming would not look like Fan Xiangyi when he grew up.At this moment, the members all believed what Cen Yi said, "That's not the illegitimate child of Mr. Fan and someone else."Because of this appearance, it seems that no one else's DNA has been mixed in at all. If you say that the Vatican split out of a person, you will believe it!

——To a certain extent, the sighs of everyone are the truth.

As soon as Fu Yan entered the door, he saw the crowd staring at Feng Ming wanting to sigh, he didn't bother to pay attention to them, and turned his head into the kitchen.Wu Zifei was busy cooking as usual, saw him coming in, and asked, "Brother Yan, what are you looking for?"

Fu Yan was grabbed by Fan Xiangyi in the afternoon to resume physical training. He just came after taking a shower, and opened his mouth and said, "Ice water. I know where it is. I'm busy with you."

Just as Wu Zifei nodded, Feng Mingyao followed Fu Yan in. Wu Zifei looked up and immediately let out a "huh".

"Scary, right? Anyone who sees it will be shocked." Fu Yan understood their feelings, after all, Fu Yan himself was so shocked when he saw it for the first time.Then Fu Yan began to direct the little boy: "Fengming wants to open the freezer under that refrigerator..."

Fengming was about to pour Fu Yan a glass of ice water one by one, Wu Zifei was a little dumbfounded.While drinking water, Fu Yan strolled to the pot to see what he was doing, and asked casually, "Tell me, is it feasible for him to learn how to cook with you?"

"..." Wu Zifei didn't know how to answer, so he had to say, "Let him understand more things first? The cooking process requires a high level of comprehension, and let's not talk about anything else, at least he can taste the saltiness... ..."

Fu Yan didn't even know that Fengming couldn't tell the difference between the tastes, even if he could, wouldn't he understand what "sour, sweet, bitter, hot, salty" is?How to explain this?

Fu Yan felt a headache when he thought about it, and he really decided to give up this matter for the time being.For things like cooking, no matter how bad you are, you can still come to the "Shuguang" cafeteria to eat. Learning how to maintain hygiene must be the first priority.

And the first "cleaning course" that Feng Ming wanted was taught by Cen Yi himself.

Although Cen Yi was not on duty today, out of caution, he switched to today.Fu Yan asked him to take Fengming to do it together. At first, Cen Yi thought that if Fengming didn't know the severity, it would take a while for him to be tired.Unexpectedly, Feng Ming wanted to observe very carefully, cleaning the table, window, and bottles, and never dropped or damaged it.When sweeping the floor, Cen Yi reminded him to pay attention to some small things. Although Feng Ming didn't even look at Cen Yi, he was very careful in observing the garbage.Especially because his eyesight is better, so he can even notice smaller garbage than Cen Yi.

If Cen Yi hadn't said "you don't need to sweep all the dust away, mopping the floor can solve the last point later", maybe Feng Ming would still be fighting against the last "stubborn" small rubbish in the corner.

So Cen Yi thought that the cleaning process would be delayed for a long time, but actually sped up the progress.Fu Yan saw that they all came back after putting down the mops, and asked in confusion, "So you've just finished your studies?"

"The bathroom and the kitchen haven't been taught yet. We have to wait until the dishes are washed after eating, and then clean up together at the end." Cen Yi said, "Also, do you need to teach the storage in the bedroom? If you want, teach him to fold clothes and quilts , store all kinds of supplies..."

"Okay, the progress is already ahead of schedule." Fu Yan thought for a while, then raised his hand and pointed to the dictionary on the table, "Either you can teach him ten characters every day."

Cen Yi was a little speechless: "You take my house as a housekeeper school?"

"I don't ask you to teach it, no one is evaluating him, I'm too busy?" Fu Yan said, "Anyway, you just have fun, do it or not."

Cen Yi was speechless. What is the difference between Fu Yan's attitude and the parents who left the responsibility of education to the school?However, Fu Yan seemed to be really indifferent, which made Cen Yi feel that it was a bit unnecessary for him to seriously consider this matter.

Cen Yi also had no choice but to say: "Then it depends on my mood."

Fu Yan pointed at Cen Yi and said to the child, "Feng Ming wants to call 'Teacher'."

Feng Ming said: "...teacher."

The entire guild of "Dawn" was shocked: "You can talk?!"

***

After dinner, Fu Yan and Fan Xiangyi walked home as usual.Fengming wants to follow behind, but somehow he feels a little pitiful that his father doesn't love his mother.

Fan Xiangyi didn't look back at all, just walked side by side with Fu Yan, and said, "You have so many memories in your mind now, you should start practicing meditation recently. This will stabilize your spirit and keep you awake."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows: "Why, I'm afraid I won't be able to tell who I am?"

"This is what I'm least afraid of." Fan Xiang said, "You knew who you were from the very beginning, and you never doubted it. I never doubted this, and this is what I appreciate the most."

Fu Yan pretended not to hear his appreciation, and said, "Then you're still worried about my unstable mental state?"

"I'm just worried that sometimes you are too confident in your own mental state." Fan Xiang said, "You only have one soul left, and the guy who controls that soul...is difficult to deal with."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows: "It's amazing, and you can't deal with it? I haven't found a scene where you said that in my memory."

"I mean you are not easy to deal with him." Fan Xiang said, "He is good at insight into people's hearts, and he is also good at teaching. You must be vigilant."

"...It sounds like the leader of another pyramid scheme."

"what?"

"It's nothing." Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, "Since it's a psychological warfare, you shouldn't worry about me. I'm very skilled, but my brain is still okay, right?"

"I said, don't be too confident." Fan Xiangyi raised his hand and gently covered his eyes, "Don't believe too much in what you see, think with your heart, figure out who you are, where you are, and what you want .”

"Hey, do I still have to walk?" Fu Yan stopped and didn't rush to push his hand away. He just said, "Even if you want to teach me to meditate, you can't say it until you go back? on the road?"

"Don't look." Fan Xiangyi stood beside him, feeling the lightly trembling eyelashes in the palm of his hand, "Think about where you are going, and then move forward."

"You're just testing my memory." Fu Yan was speechless.But after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed upwards: "...What is that?"

As soon as Fan Xiang raised his head, he stretched out his hand lightly, and a paper crane fell into his hand.

This should be a small spell of some so-called cultivators. The paper crane is just a carrier, carrying some power or information.It was also possible that the paper crane was just passing by and had nothing to do with Fu Yan, but Fan Xiangyi didn't care.He didn't understand the function of the paper crane at all, but directly threw the paper crane to Feng Mingyao behind him.

Fengming wanted to catch the paper crane, and stuffed it into his mouth, chew it, chew it, swallow it.

Don't get me wrong, he doesn't have a hobby of swallowing paper, but this paper crane has some power, which he can absorb.

Fu Yan felt that Fan Xiangyi seemed to have moved, but he didn't answer the question, so he asked again in doubt: "What is it? Am I wrong?"

"No. There is something." Fan Xiang replied, "A...'Snack'."

Fu Yan: "Huh???"

——I feel a little snack? ? ?