Horror game live BUG is actually my own

Fu Yan didn't know that he had been passed on by some players as miraculous, and he wouldn't admit it if he knew.After all, it really has nothing to do with him. This is the contradiction between Fanjun and the workbook. Fu Yan considers himself a pure passerby, pure influence, and pure innocence.

So when he was pulled into the chaotic space again by Fan Jun and asked what happened to the workbook, he replied confidently: "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Fan Jun sneered, pointing to the manual and said, "Don't pretend to be stupid! If this thing didn't swallow a soul, how could it have the ability to cross two realms? How could it come out with you?"

"I don't even know what you're talking about. It's useless if you ask me." Fu Yan replied, "It actually came out after me. I'm more confused than you, okay?"

Fan Jun said: "It swallowed it in front of you, don't you know?"

Fu Yandao: "At that time, I was dizzy and my ears were ringing, and I couldn't even open my eyes. In the end, something covered my face, and I lost consciousness. Fan sir, I am really an insignificant passer-by!"

"How could you be a passer-by?" Fan Jun took two steps closer to him, staring at his face as if to see a flower, "Yang Xilian gave you that soul at that time, you are by no means insignificant people...!"

"The truth is, I don't even know whether the thing Yang Xilian took out is round or flat, and it's not in my hands." Fu Yan felt that he was being entangled by a troublesome guy, and he couldn't forcefully refuse.After all, the opponent became tough and killed without batting an eyelid.

Moreover, Fu Yan didn't know if it was his own illusion, anyway, he felt that the eyes of "annoying people" staring at him were more pervasive.If it was said that before it was fierce eyes and pressure from a high position; now it is full of inquiry, as if it wants to stare at itself.

If he was stared at like this on public transportation, Fu Yan would definitely report him for sexual harassment.

"The thing is in your hands." Fan Jun didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his eyes. He looked at Fu Yan's face, and felt that there was something that attracted attention, and he tried to find something more familiar.In other words, Fan Jun has a conjecture, he can't believe it, and he will never believe it at this time. He needs to find the most powerful and foolproof evidence.

He had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but on the face he still had the cold appearance of the superior, he raised his finger and pointed at the handbook in Fu Yan's hand: "You have to get Yang Xilian's treasure to end the game, and this thing swallows that soul." After that, you left the game... How dare you say that it wasn't in your hands?"

"I thought I left abnormally again, just like last time." Fu Yan was stunned for a moment, "And I obviously have another task that I haven't confirmed to complete, which is the cause of Yang Xilian's death. Could it be that the escorts came to rob and kill her?" Death reappears? But that doesn't make sense... ah."

As Fu Yan was talking, he suddenly remembered: "I seem to... had a dream."

"Dream?" Fan Jun squinted his eyes, "You can't sleep in that game, when can you dream?"

"It wasn't in the game... I'm not sure if it was in the game, but it was between when I finally lost consciousness and woke up at the transfer station." Fu Yan thought for a while, "If you didn't catch me, maybe I would still Go on dreaming..."

Fanjun asked again: "What did you dream about?"

"It seems to be related to Yang Xilian." Fu Yan said, "I seem to see her sitting in a sedan chair, and there is a person in black clothes... I can't remember."

"The person in the black clothes?!" Fan Jun was stunned and asked, "What kind?"

"I can't remember clearly, I only have a vague concept, and I can't remember the details."

"Where is he then? What did he do?"

"Can not remember."

"Think about it carefully!" Fan Jun couldn't help but hold his shoulder, "What else is there? As long as it's about that person, remind me!"

"I really don't remember. If you have already forgotten, I can remind you that it is normal for people to easily forget what they dreamed after waking up!" Fu Yan said, "It was just a dream. Dreams are meaningless most of the time... ..."

"It makes sense!" Fan Jun snapped, "You touched that soul, so you had this dream! It not only tells you the cause of Yang Xilian's death, but also has other omens!"

Fu Yan's shoulder hurt from being grabbed by him, and he was a little annoyed: "It's useless if you shake me again, I just can't remember! If you shake me again, can I get you out?!"

"... Fuck!" Fanjun snatched his manual, shook and shook vigorously, "You fucking spit it out for me! Let me release his soul, is this fucking something you can eat?! It was given to him by Yang Xilian!"

He probably worried that the handbook would fly away as soon as he let go, so he could only grab his back and shake it.Fu Yan listened to the sound of the manual making a swish, swish, and always felt as if it was sticking out its tongue slightly, and finally suppressed the urge to laugh.

Fan Jun shook for a while, and the manual kept playing dead.When Fu Yan thought he would get angry and burn this thing in the end, he suddenly grabbed the notebook and stuffed it into Fu Yan's hand: "Hold it, don't shake this in front of me, or I'll burn it!"

Fu Yan:? ? ?Brother, did I shake it?You've been fighting it, okay?

He held the manual and was silent for a few seconds. Seeing that Fanjun seemed to be silent, he tentatively said, "Van sir, you have finished asking questions, can it be my turn to ask a few questions?"

Fan Jun stared at him for a few seconds, then spit out a word: "...say."

"One is still related to this..." Fu Yan raised the notebook and said, "Why did it follow?"

"It should also have something to do with it swallowing that soul." Fan Jun seemed to be annoyed at mentioning this, frowning as if he wanted to stare at a hole in the manual, "It's not its stuff, you have to try your best to find a way to spit it out .”

Fu Yan was helpless: "I'm just an ordinary person, where can I find a way..."

"That's why I called you 'try my best', do you think I'm counting on you?" Fan Jun paused, his tone seemed to slow down a little, "...I'll think about it too."

"Oh..." Fu Yan looked at the book for a few seconds, then tilted his head and patted the golden jade belt on his waist, "Then why did this come out with me? Is this also a prop? What's the use?"

When Fanjun saw this belt, his expression was a little subtle.

"...You can count it as a prop, it's useless." Fanjun said in a disgusted tone, "It's better to sell it for something else."

"Where is this place, who wants this fancy thing? Look at your mask, is there a second one in the whole city? No one can use these." Fu Yan said, "And if this thing is brought into the next game, it will be too obvious It’s not as practical as the hemp rope I saved.”

"Hemp rope..." Fanjun's tone became even more disgusting, "Even if that thing can be brought into the game, what's the use?"

Fu Yan said: "I can't make anything more advanced, I'm not a craftsman."

Fanjun: "...what do you want?"

"Ah?" Fu Yan reacted for a few seconds before realizing that "Annoying Man" seemed to be making a contribution, "What do you want me to say? The simplest and most solid one will do."

Fan Jun thought for a while, and reached out to wipe Fu Yan's waist (belt), and the gold jade belt directly turned into a leather belt.The style is simple, strong and beautiful, and it is as discreet and low-key as a belt.Fu Yan was quite satisfied, touched it, and said, "It becomes much cheaper in an instant."

Fanjun's face turned cold again: "Isn't that what you want? Don't forget it."

"No, this is the best, cheap one is better." Fu Yan rarely smiled at him, "What's so good about being dazzling? It's best to be as simple as possible."

"..." Fan Jun was silent for a long time after hearing the words.

These words were so familiar that he was dazed.

Fu Yan was a little surprised by his reaction. After all, Fu Yan consciously didn't say any good words, and it wasn't worth pondering for so long.However, Fu Yan still waited patiently for a long time before speaking again: "Van sir?"

Fanjun came back to his senses: "What?"

"If there's nothing else, then... let me go back?"

"...Hmm." Fanjun was about to wave his hand to let him go, when Fu Yan suddenly asked, "By the way, can I ask for your name?"

Fan Jun: "... Fan Xiangyi."

"Huh?" Fu Yan didn't expect him to answer, but when he heard the answer suddenly, he asked, "Which xiang and which yi..."

Before the question was finished, Fu Yan was sent out of the chaotic space.

He was standing at the door of his small villa.

***

As soon as Fu Yan came home, Cen Yi knew about it and came to the door that night.

"Fu Yan, I know you don't like team building." Cen Yi leaned against his door, neither going in nor walking away, "But we got beef tonight and half a chicken, do you want to try something new?"

"You don't get paid for nothing..."

"My sister wants to chat with you, when can we chat?" Cen Yi smiled, "If you are willing to chat, it will be considered as the price of the meal."

Fu Yan thought for a while: "Then I'll give you a message first."

Cen Yi was shocked: "What?"

"There is a man named Wu Zifei." Fu Yan said slowly, "If you want to eat something good, you can find out if he is in this city."

Cen Yi looked expectantly: "What does he do?"

Fu Yan: "...cook."

Cen Yi: "..." Okay, this is indeed very "bonus" news.

***

Sister and brother Cen Yi and Cen Yi are actually quite good at life, they say it is "team building", but in fact the three of them come out alone to eat at a table.

Because there was also chicken soup tonight, Fu Yan also described Wu Zifei's chicken soup skills to them.After hearing this, Cen Yi laughed and said, "Listen to what you said, tonight's chicken soup is no longer delicious. Okay, let's remember this. If there is a chance, I will definitely bring this Wu Zifei back and try his skills."

"If it's really as good as Fu Yan's description, you can join our Shuguang." Cen Yi smiled, "But it seems that you have good luck entering the game this time? You still have room to meet such a good chef. Make food and gourmet food.”

Fu Yan knew that their topic would lead here, so he didn't feel too disgusted, and replied casually, "I knew you would ask."

"You showed off your prowess at the transfer station and played evenly with the security team, but it spread quickly and everyone knows about it." Cen Yi said, "And your notebook, everyone has seen it, is it your new prop?"

"Equal share?" Fu Yan was stunned for a moment, "It's only been half a day, what's the story like? Tell me?"

So, Cen Yi told a wonderful legend that "the newcomer is actually a 'sweeping monk', and the security team gave three points, and even invited him twice to discuss major issues. He will definitely be the manager of the base in the future"... and other wonderful legends.

Fu Yan: "..."

——what on earth did I do?Can I spread such rumors without doing anything? ? ?