Salted fish plane live room

The starling lived in peace with the situation, and the first thing he did was to ask Fang Chang for a bird stand.

For good reason.

"Well, big brother, I let you ride, why do you have to take care of me, give me a special place to stand?"

Fang Chang also thought it was right, so as soon as he came out of the live broadcast room, he took mynah to the flower and bird market.

The local flower and bird market is open-air, and there are many small and large stalls that sell pets.

Standing at the gate of the flower and bird market, Fang Chang suddenly thought of the characteristics of starlings and realized the reminder. "I said starling, you can speak your mind, but when there are many people, don't speak too much."

The starling knocked on the bottom with its wings and said, "It's impolite, I don't have that little silver, that little silver calls you, it's disgraceful."

Fang Chang is as good as a gentleman: "Then what is your name?"

The starling said, "So the master called me Eighth Brother."

Eighth brother? Bug, the starling's owner has either watched too many romance dramas, or he is also a talent.

One person and one bird changed their names to each other and entered the flower and bird market.

Myna is very smart, and it looks like an ordinary mynah in front of people.When there were few people, he began to whisper to Fang Chang and bite his ears.

Even so, Fang Chang couldn't take it anymore.He underestimated how fastidious mynah could be from the beginning.

Along the way, don’t want this shelf to be too high, don’t want that shelf to be too fancy, don’t want it made of iron, don’t want it to be too earthy.

I almost visited the flower and bird market all over, but I didn't see that the old man liked it.

Fang Chang finally spread his hands helplessly, "Well, tell me what you like. Let's buy what you say."

The starling flapped its wings and pointed at the 'New World' it had just discovered.

"That, I want that"

When Fang Chang looked over, he happened to meet the old man squatting by the side of the road.Fang Chang took another look. The big black shelf next to the old man looked exaggerated enough for a child to stand on. He asked the old man squatting next to the shelf, "How much is this...?"

The old man jumped up and clapped his hands at Fang Chang, "Young man, my window frame is definitely the latest model! Look, the texture of this European-style relief, look at the wiring of this window frame! This is clearly the author's appreciation of post-modern The interpretation of art is full of absolute explosiveness and unparalleled tension!"

Fang Chang listened to him boasting a small broken window frame into a masterpiece.He hurriedly shouted "How much is this?" After listening to it, he couldn't even afford such a thing.

The old man said deeply, "Usually I wouldn't sell it for how much money you pay, but today, I just replaced it, so let's count you twenty if it's cheaper."

Twenty is twenty, even a window frame!Who is the eighth elder brother? The old man likes it.

So, Fang Chang carried the window frame full of incomparable artistic tension, and returned home with Ba Prince.

This overall introduction sounds like it really adds a bit of aristocratic temperament.

Of course, that's really only what it sounds like.

In fact, he was carrying a square window frame that was so big that it could reach as high as his buttocks on the ground, and there was a beautiful black starling standing on his shoulder.There is also a mask on the face that has learned the lesson of being molested in the live broadcast of the doomsday plane, and the mask that was pulled out is really not aesthetically pleasing.

When he got home, Fang Chang slumped on the sofa and stopped moving.

Until the end of the live broadcast, Fang Chang had been exercising a lot, and when he came back, he went to accompany the starling to move the bird shelf back.

The current Fang Chang is basically half a useless person.

Originally, I just wanted to rest, but after this rest, I fell asleep.

The starling jumped up and down on the new bird stand that Fang Chang had pressed down. After getting used to it, he turned his head and saw Fang Chang fell asleep on the sofa.

While talking to himself, Brother Ba flew to the next room, took out a blanket, and covered Fang Chang.

The next day, Fang Changzheng slept on the sofa with a sore back and a stiff neck.

After waking up rubbing his neck, he looked at the blanket covering his body.Look up and look not far away, jumping up and down to see the eighth prince who seems to have not slept all night, but is full of energy.

Fang Chang: "You helped me cover it? Thank you."

Eighth Brother: "Why are we so polite? It's okay."

Fang Chang pulled the blanket and sat up from the sofa, scratching his head. "Wait until I buy you the best and most expensive bird food today."

Eighth Brother: "No need, I can eat your food. Give me some hot food. Whoever wants to eat bird food, do it, I'm not a bird person."

Looking at it this way, it is really better to feed.

Fang Chang scratched his sleepy head, "That's right. You're hungry, you don't know much about the situation here, do you? Then let me introduce you."

The eighth elder brother was very surprised, "This one? What's the situation? Isn't this the parallel space of the original world?"

Fang Chang didn't expect this eighth prince to cover such a wide range as a bird, and explained: "It's about the same. But this world and that world are not parallel spaces, they are different planes. I am the anchor of the plane. Can you hear me? Do you understand?"

Eighth Brother nodded, "Understood. My former master had watched these novels and movies, and I'll understand as soon as you tell me. But the other person was too good yesterday. What does he do?"

Fang Chang: "He is my boss and my master."

Eighth Brother: "Master? What can I teach you?"

Fang Chang: "Cultivate immortals."

The eighth elder brother flapped his wings and sighed: "I said, why is he so old? It seems that he is not happy to let him accept me as an apprentice, so do you still accept me as an apprentice?"

What Fang Chang wants to say is this: "I also have the skills and other foundations that the boss gave me for my monsters to learn, but now according to the regulations, I can only give you the most basic basic mentality. You practice first. Others, you have to wait a week later. At least you have to wait until you and I have been to other planes for live broadcast, and then you can decide whether to stay or not. If you want to stay, you can learn other things."

In this world, Fang Chang definitely doesn't need Eighth Prince.

If you want a mount, it is for the future.The difficulty of the world he broadcasts is rising, and the sky is a short board for him.

But if the eighth elder brother thinks that the plane to be faced in the future is too dangerous, it is better to return to its original plane, Fang Chang will not force it.

The eighth brother calmed down, thinking of the world he came from, thinking that he might face a more dangerous world than that.He really hesitated: "That's true, then I'll take a look."

One person and one bird reached a consensus in this relatively pleasant atmosphere.They didn't chat for a few more words when Fang Chang's phone rang.

Fang Chang took the phone and looked at the caller ID, frowned, but finally answered the phone. "Hello?"

The call was from Fan Wenxuan.

But after Fang Chang picked it up, he didn't know whether it was Fang Chang's radio or his phone, and he couldn't hear anything.

Fang Chang looked at his phone, it showed that he was in a call.But the other side is always silent.Fang Chang: "Hello? Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?"

The eighth brother interjected beside him: "Harassing phone calls? Let's put it down."

Fang Chang held the phone: "Can't hear you? Then I'll hang up."

"Wait, don't hang up!" Fan Wenxuan finally said this sentence.

He was really ashamed because of what happened a while ago.

But now he encountered a dilemma that was difficult to explain clearly to others.

Only then did Fan Wenxuan realize that besides Fang Chang, he had no one else to tell.

So he could only call Fang Chang.

But after connecting, he was ashamed to speak, so there was the blank sound that Fang Chang heard just now.

Fang Chang: "Are you okay? I'll hang up if I'm okay?"

Fan Wenxuan: "...where are you now?"

Fang Chang: "I'm at home."

Fan Wenxuan: "I'll go find you."

Fang Chang: "?? What are you looking for me for?"

Fan Wenxuan: "Let's talk face to face." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Fang Chang was at a loss.But Fan Wenxuan seemed to be making the call from downstairs, because the doorbell of Fang Chang's rented house rang not long after the call was hung up.

After opening the door, Fan Wenxuan piled up a lot of things outside Fang Chang's door and apologized seriously: "I'm really sorry some time ago, I don't know why I can't control my emotions at all, it's like a different person. I Apologies for my asshole behavior at that time."

Fang Chang let people in. "You just said you have something to do?"

Fan Wenxuan sat on the square sofa a little awkwardly, pursing his lips as if what he was going to say next was very difficult to say, but finally made up his mind: "It's like this, I can always see dirty things recently."

Fang Chang thought of the talisman posted to him before the last live broadcast, and knew it must be the reason, but the talisman had no side effects?It stands to reason that the effect should fade now.What is he looking for?

With this question in mind, Fang Chang said "Oh?"

This sound probably caused Fan Wenxuan to misunderstand something.Fan Wenxuan said anxiously: "What I said is true, true! You must believe me."

Fang Chang followed suit and nodded: "Oh."

Fang Chang's attitude towards what Fan Wenxuan said was different from others, which made Fan Wenxuan a little relieved.

"I just lived at home for a day, that's all. I was afraid that my family members would be worried, so I came to work. But the work unit also has that thing. Later I gradually discovered that none of the harmless ghosts among them would It makes people feel uncomfortable. But those ghosts that are harmful to people's mind can make people feel cold and sticky."

Fang Chang, who was only listening casually, involuntarily began to listen to Fan Wenxuan's words.Because it seems that he didn't come to complain, but should really find something.

Fan Wenxuan: "After I discovered this commonality, I thought of the day I ran away from home. That day I saw something, and my first reaction after seeing that thing was cold. It was very cold. I now Suspect, that thing that I can't name should be a murderer. That thing is under the coffee table in my house."

Speaking of this, Fan Wenxuan paused for a moment, and continued: "I told my parents about this, and asked them to throw away that damned coffee table. But I lost control of my emotions too much this time around, and a few days ago Suddenly going home and locking myself in the house. Now talking about being haunted. They don't believe me at all."

Fang Chang: "Then what did you see?"

Fan Wenxuan was overjoyed: "Are you willing to believe me??"

Fang Chang: "Yes, I am willing. Can you describe in detail what is on the coffee table that you think is problematic, and is there any special sign or mark?"

Fan Wenxuan: "There are no special marks... It doesn't look like anything. It looks like a water line, and it looks like water has been spilled somewhere and leaked down. But where will it be sprinkled right under the coffee table?"

etc!Fang Chang stood up suddenly: "You mean the waterline? Under the coffee table?"

Li Mingyuan: "Yes."

When mentioning the waterline, Fang Chang thought of the ceremony he thought failed.

It turns out that someone is really cultivating the misfortune heart gu?

Down the waterline...the man is underground!Those things come from underground!

Seeing that Fang Chang was thinking, Fan Wenxuan knew that he couldn't be disturbed at this moment, so he turned his gaze elsewhere and casually glanced at the starling on the door frame.

Don't know if it's a coincidence or something else.

The starling he glanced at was thinning his feathers with his beak, and said, "What are you looking at?"