parasitic son

A few days later, the Yan family and his wife took Xiaozhen's brother and sister to attend Liu Xingquan's father's funeral.

At the funeral, Liu Xingquan held his mother's hand tightly, expressionless.

Xiaozhen's parents were surrounded by a group of people. From time to time, someone smiled at Xiaozhen's brother and sister, and the smiles contained exactly the same flattery, "Mr. Yan, these two children of your family are really good-looking, and they are smart when they look at them."

"Hey, these two troubles are actually very skinny, that is, pretending to be in front of people."

Everyone was respectful and eagerly surrounded the four members of the Yan family, and Father Yan seemed to be the object of respect and respect for all the visitors.The protagonists of the funeral—Liu Xingquan and his mother Luo Qingxi stood far away in the corner, almost forgotten.

Xiao Zhen secretly observes them.Liu Xingquan's good looks are inherited from his mother Luo Qingxi.Beside the wreath, Luo Qingxi's beautiful side face was drooping, staring motionlessly at the portrait of Liu Xingquan's father Liu Ruiguo, the noise outside seemed to have nothing to do with her.Her slender hand held Liu Xingquan's hand, as if it was the only link connecting the world.

Liu's father is just like his name Liu Ruiguo, looking ordinary from the photos.Compared with the widow Luo Qingxi, it even seemed a little too rough.Originally, this was just an ordinary funeral, until the Yan family couple showed up.

The moment he followed Yan's father into the funeral hall, Xiao Zhen's mind was flooded with human emotions.Passively or actively accepting the superficial emotions of human beings is its inherent skill.But the mind tide of too many people will only make Zhen's head ache.He had to take the initiative to turn off most of the detection functions.Afterwards, his headache eased, and at this time the raging tide turned into a thin stream, which was mixed with emotions of respect, envy and awe.People are looking at his father.

Liu Xingquan and Xiaozhen met each other's eyes.Xiaozhen has always thought that human faces are very strange. Even if he doesn't investigate, most human beings will have subtle changes in expression written on their faces.At this time, Liu Xingquan was expressionless, without revealing any emotion, and then he turned his eyes away.

Xiao Zhen concentrated her mind and inserted the invisible transparent tentacles into Liu Xingquan's brain.He was always puzzled by Liu Xingquan's sudden loss of control that day.But Liu Xingquan built a steel wall in his mind, which was hard and firm, and firmly hid all his deep consciousness.Xiaozhen's tentacles of consciousness lingered beside the city wall for a while, and it's not impossible for him to force his way into Liu Xingquan's deep consciousness.But this kind of intrusion will undoubtedly bring physical pain to Liu Xingquan.Xiaozhen thought about it, and withdrew his investigation.

At present, he is only a little curious and doesn't want to make any noise.

The mourning hall echoed with the hum of conversation.

People's attention was all on Yan's father and Yan's mother, and they formed a circle around them, and sometimes cruel laughter came from the talking crowd.Every time at this time, Luo Qingxi's hand would suddenly tighten, making it look even more bony, like white bones.

They didn't stay long.Too many irrelevant people's strike-ups and tricks almost made Yan's father uncomfortable.Before leaving, Xiaozhen followed her parents and presented a bouquet of flowers to Liu Ruiguo in the ice coffin.

Due to certain circumstances, he had lived briefly in the corpse.Creatures like them will temporarily shelter in corpses as a last resort. As long as the corpse does not rot, they can create the illusion that the dead are resurrected.

If I could leave Yan Zhen's body and get up from the freezer in Father Liu's body, how would Liu Xingquan's mother and son's reaction be?

Is it ecstasy or fear?

Xiaozhen suppressed her wild imagination, this assumption is not interesting, even if Liu Xingquan and her son will be ecstatic, it will not last long.He could not prevent the natural decay of the corpse.The loss of life is irreversible, and the dead body will surely return to dust.

At the end, Xiaozhen heard Yan's mother say to Luo Qingxi: "Qingxi, do you want to work in the company, so that you and Liu Xingquan can take care of each other." Yan's father nodded beside him.

Luo Qingxi's expression couldn't be seen from a small angle, Liu Xingquan who was standing beside her slowly turned his head to one side, as if he didn't want anyone to peep into his emotions.The boy's slender body was tense, his veins showing when he was holding his mother's hand.

Luo Qingxi shook his head.

Her refusal did not surprise the Yan family couple.On the way back in the car, Yan's mother said that Luo Qingxi had such a temper, and asked Yan's father to find an opportunity to see if he could secretly help the orphans and widows.Father Yan nodded, and he suddenly said, "I always feel that Old Liu..."

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, I'm probably just thinking too much..." Father Yan looked at the pair of children in the rearview mirror, and ended the topic of the Liu family.

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Captain Madara, its host is a chicken.

It is not an adult rooster, it looks like a chick that has just shed its fluff and just fled.Xiaozhen believes that it is precisely because of this that the Yan family has successfully dispelled the desire to slaughter it and cook it in soy sauce.

Captain Madara modified his chicken host so it was a flying chicken.

Xiaozhen thinks that this is probably not the reason why Yan's father and Yan's mother agreed to him keeping a chicken as a pet. After thinking about it, the only possibility is to wait for the chicken to grow fat and make soup.

Because the aunt at home will pick up the chicken and weigh it if nothing happens.Whenever the chicken gained a little weight, Auntie would have a wonderful smile on her face.

Captain Madara obviously has no sense of crisis.

Right now the chicken is jumping up and down in Zhen's room, flying around with a towel in its mouth.

"I want to build myself a comfortable bed," declared the chicken.

Xiaozhen said: "You have been tossing all night, what kind of bed does the chicken want! It can be solved with a few grasses."

Captain Madara stopped at the top of the bookshelf, spread out the towel, and jumped, as if he was finally satisfied. "Keep your sister from entering your room!"

"She's just a harmless juvenile human body."

"She has excessive curiosity!! Keep your sister more than three meters away from me! I hate children!!"

Xiaozhen ignored it, opened the exercise book, and started to practice calligraphy.School will start in another twenty days, he checked Yan Zhen's follow-up homework, it is very simple and elementary.The only thing that needs a little effort is writing.After several days of repeated training, Xiaozhen's handwriting is still like a dog crawling, probably the proficiency of this body is very low.Although strictly speaking, Xiaozhen can manipulate the body to write beautiful characters that are exactly the same as the copybooks, but the mental energy consumed to write ten characters is about the same as running around the playground ten laps at high speed.Xiaozhen doesn't want to be defeated by such trivial human skills as writing, so now he can only practice honestly.

He laid out the paper and copied one by one against the copybook.In a galaxy where everything has been digitized, physical writing is rarely used.The feeling of slowly writing each word on paper with a pen is really amazing.The most important sign that intelligent life forms start to create civilization is the creation of characters.This is the miracle of life.

Xiaozhen breathed a sigh of relief, erected the exercise book, and carefully studied the words on this page.In the process of writing, his mind is as calm as water, his breathing is steady, and the pen seems to have become one with him. This kind of writing pays attention to the brushwork and stippling.This country speaks words like a person, and the words follow his heart. Given time, he will be able to write——

"Ugly! Tsk tsk, it's really ugly!" The chicken stopped on his head and screamed strangely.

"Get out of here!!"

Unlike Liu Xingquan, the chicken is a source of noise that is always making noise.As far as creatures like them are concerned, Captain Madara is definitely the most wordy type.After patiently finishing a page of copybook stroke by stroke, Xiaozhen took a roll of tape and rushed up to wrap it around the chicken's mouth a few times to tie a knot.

(Does this work? We can communicate with brainwaves!) Captain Madara, whose mouth was sealed, jumped around and continued to harass Xiaozhen with brainwaves.

"At least in terms of form, it can make me clean." Xiaozhen replied.He started tidying up Yan Zhen's bookshelves and drawers, looking through Yan Zhen's past notebooks.

He knew too little about this host.I can only continue to collect the traces left by Yan Zhen in the past to slowly fill it up.

Yan Zhen's original handwriting was not very correct, barely legible.It doesn't seem too difficult to target the host Yan Zhen's original handwriting.

There is a half-new and not old notebook in the drawer. In addition to the class notes, there are some villain graffiti.This is the result of the past host Yan Zhen's graffiti in class.In his opinion, the host Yan Zhen's paintings are quite interesting.

He recognized Liu Xingquan from the graffiti, because the little man had Quan written on his head, and he was reading a book seriously.There is also a villain with Cui written on his head. This should be Cui Zhizhi mentioned by his sister. He is another friend of the same age as the host Yan Zhen.On these pages, the host Yan Zhen carefully drew the battle between Cui Zhizhi and Liu Xingquan. The two sides should have fought from the sky to the ground. In the end, Cui Zhizhi beat Liu Xingquan and tore the book to pieces. Liu Xingquan ended up crying and begging for mercy.

……

Turning over this page, a girl with long hair was drawn in the middle of the next page, the host Yan Zhen didn't mark who it was.Judging from her hairstyle, she is not Xiaozhen's younger sister Yanzhu.

"Ugly children's doodles."

"If you live in this body, you may not be able to draw better than him." Xiao Zhen closed the notebook.After searching for a long time, he only found a bunch of QQ numbers in his notebook, QQ is the most commonly used instant communication software in this country.Judging from the computer's default button number, this is the host Xiaozhen's account.

The current problem is that Xiaozhen doesn't know the password.

If you can access his QQ account, then you can get a better understanding of the host Yan Zhen's social situation.Xiao Zhen stared at the pop-up Koukou window for a while, and clicked on "Retrieve Password".

A web page popped up in the middle of the screen, prompting to answer security questions to retrieve the password.

First question: what's your mother's name?

The question is simple.Xiao Zhen quickly typed in the word "An Yuan".

Second question: what is your favorite food?

This question is not difficult.Xiaozhen asked the aunt at home, and he imported Huangtao.

The third question: what is your wish?

Xiaozhen: ...

The chicken jumped onto the table, tilted its head and looked at it for a while, and said, "I know this thing, you can change the password by verifying with your mobile phone."

"But I'm curious about my host's wishes." Xiao Zhen said looking at the empty answer box.

"what?"

"I'm curious. I want to know what kind of person he is, and I want to help him fulfill his wish."

"I can't see that you are still so kind."

Think of it as rent for using this body.He likes his current living place very much, and also likes the host Xiaozhen's family.Human beings are intelligent creatures with rich emotions. It is this subtle and complex emotion that makes the Homo sapiens society look wonderful and colorful.When attending Liu Xingquan's father's funeral, watching Liu Xingquan and Luo Qingxi, he suddenly realized how much shock and pain Yan Zhen's brain death would bring to the Yan family if it was revealed.He couldn't bring Yan Zhen's brain back to life, even if he played Xiao Zhen to maintain the peace of the family, he still stole everything from the host Yan Zhen irresistibly.At least he can fulfill Yan Zhen's wish.

But now only God knows what the host Xiaozhen's wish is.

Xiaozhen stared at the screen. Generally speaking, what is the wish of human beings?

So he typed "I want to live forever".

An error warning box pops up on the screen.

Xiaozhen: "Tsk."

The chicken shouted: "You know it's impossible even if you think about it! Look at me!" The chicken spread its wings, and with a creaking sound, the left paw twisted and deformed, splitting into several slender and flexible toes.This is one of the advantages of their creatures, which can modify the host's body as needed.

Now Captain Madara's claws are as dexterous as the palms of primates.It jumped to the keyboard, quickly tapped the keyboard and typed a line: "I want to have many wives".

An error warning box pops up on the screen.

Xiaozhen said: "This is impossible even if you think about it!"

The chicken said solemnly: "Through reading all kinds of human film and television dramas in these years, I now know very well the creatures of Homo sapiens. Every Homo sapiens actually has a subconscious desire for a harem."

"Please be sober, my host is still a minor." Xiao Zhen pushed the keyboard away.

"It's definitely not possible to guess like this." The chicken said, "If you really need it, I can find a way to hack the answer."

Xiaozhen shook his head, clicked on the phone verification to retrieve the password.

"Don't you want to know the answer?"

"Yan Zhen wishes, I want to find out the answer myself." Xiao Zhen replied.Just now he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if some strong emotion drove it to do this.Maybe this is Yan Zhen's residual consciousness after his brain died.When he went back to explore the source again, Yan Zhen's brain was empty and there was nothing.

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The boy lowered his head and kicked a stone away.

5 minutes left.

His palms were a little wet, turning over uneasy warmth.The boy rubbed his hands against his clothes.It was a baggy school uniform with a washed-out collar.His hand reached into his pocket and quickly took it out again.Putting his hands in his pockets could easily leave black marks on the seams, and his family saw it and wanted to read it again.

3 minutes left.

He stared at his sneakers, thinking they were laced up a little ugly.

1 minutes left.

The boy relaced his shoe, and he was still not satisfied, which didn't look good.

A string of bicycle bells rang behind him.The boy straightened up and got on his bike.

He controlled the speed and slightly pressed the brake valve.He was followed by several female students on bicycles, wearing the same high school uniforms as the boys. "What a coincidence!" cried a female student when she saw him.

The boy nodded his head as a greeting, his gaze rested on one of the girls for a brief moment and then immediately moved away, as fast as a mosquito fleeing after touching it hungrily.

The girl was half a car space behind him.Even if she is behind the boy, the boy can picture every aspect of her in his mind.Her round cheeks, her slightly pouty lips, her almond-like pupils, and her eyelashes shining in the sun.She is Luo Qingxi.

She used to be a very small girl, and she changed her appearance in the blink of an eye in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and then became a high school girl in the same class.Luo Qingxi was behind the boy, her breath and the breeze passed by the boy's red ears, playing with the treetops.

The boy pressed the brake valve with his thumb and slowed slightly.Luo Qingxi appeared beside him.The rising sun hangs above her head, and her ponytail dances with bright gold fragments.

"Your shoelace is loose," said the girl.

"what?"

Luo Qingxi smiled: "Yan An, your shoelaces are loose!"

The boy looked down and saw that the shoelace on his left foot had completely unraveled at some point.With a blushing face, he stopped the car and lowered his head to tie his shoelaces. The bicycles of the high school girls passed him mercilessly, leaving only crisp laughter rippling in the air.