Chapter 14 The Dead Manor Owner (7)

What is a vicious dog? A vicious dog is one that bites even its owner, or even specifically its owner.

Fang Ke's eyes were fixed on Shen Cinian, as if he was staring at something very dangerous. He watched Shen Cinian approach vigilantly, and anticipated Shen Cinian's actions in his mind.

If Shen Cinian patted his shoulder to signal him that he could leave, he would deliberately stand still for a while and then follow after a while.

If Shen Cinian reached out to hold his hand, he would cross his arms across his chest, raise his chin and walk away.

If Shen Cinian left directly, then he would...

Fang Ke thought for a while, but couldn't think of anything. He felt that he would be very annoyed and might rush up to grab Shen Cinian and stomp on him for no reason.

Just as Fang Ke was expecting this, Shen Qinian had already walked up to him and stroked his hair.

"Let's go, little housekeeper."

Fang Ke didn't have time to react because the "pat on the head to kill" option didn't exist in his assumptions.

When he wanted to do something to express his anger, Shen Qinian had already turned his head against him.

There was no point in doing anything now, so he swallowed his breath and gritted his teeth to continue.

Shen Cinian was laughing secretly. He originally wanted to laugh openly, but that might attract a dog bite.

It is better to have less trouble than more.

Shen Cinian suppressed the curve of his mouth corners, and his fox eyes flickered slightly under the single-sided silver chain glasses.

It turns out that teasing dogs is always fun.

But unfortunately, he didn’t know if the puppy had an owner. If it did, it would be better for him to stay away from it.

While he is not so interested now and has not yet reached the point of wanting to take away someone's good things, he can still easily let this human go.

The premise is that this human being should not bring himself to the door again and again.

Fang Ke had no idea that he was "delivering himself to the door", in fact, he had similar ideas to Shen Cinian.

Well, a lot.

What Fang Ke was thinking about was: how to make Shen Cinian come to him on his own.

How can we take him down without using weapons?

Although he always advocated violent acquisition, he was willing to be a little gentler when dealing with Shen Cinian.

The premise is that Chen Cinian had better know what's good for him and let him lead him by the nose.

The two of them went downstairs one after the other, each with their own thoughts. The dinner had not yet begun, and it seemed that they were the ones waiting. As soon as Shen Cinian appeared, everyone's eyes immediately focused on him.

Fang Ke felt a little uncomfortable. In the past, when he had to endure so many stares and comments, it was usually when he caused trouble. Most people looked at him with fear, and a few with disgust. How could they look so clear and even a little expectant?

This is indeed a very strange feeling, one I have never experienced before.

Fang Ke felt more and more uncomfortable. He walked around Shen Cinian and wanted to go to a secluded corner. Unexpectedly, 0221 went crazy for some reason and suddenly spoke in his head, almost scaring him.

Fang Ke was startled and clenched his fists and frowned. He was going to beat it up sooner or later. It was just a matter of time.

[Butler Fang Ke, please return to the master within thirty seconds and announce tonight's banquet game - Trickster.]

Fang Ke rolled his eyes and said coldly, "I failed my English test."

[So what? When you leave the border, there will be great scholars who will debate for you.]

"What do you mean? Speak human language."

[Tsk, you're uneducated. Read more books, young man. This system speaks the language of you humans. You speak yours, and I'll translate for you.]

Fang Ke cursed in his heart, his face was very cold, but he looked like a butler with a sense of authority. He said in a serious tone - in fact, he was not good at studying Chinese - "Gentlemen and ladies, as the moonlight shines into the castle, you and I are gathered together again after a hundred years. This first glass, a toast..."

[Read it quickly, what are you toasting to? Don't get stuck!]

0221 was a little anxious. Fang Ke was simply the most difficult player it had ever coached. It directly mocked, "You can't pronounce it, are you feeling guilty?"

Feel guilty about your mother.

Fang Ke gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, saying, "Cheers... Cheers to the master."

Shen Cinian listened and suddenly laughed.

I couldn't help it. Yeah.

Sure enough, the next moment he saw Fang Ke turning around and glaring at him fiercely while raising his glass.

Fang Ke took a deep breath and within a second he had completed a one-sided punch to Shen Qinian in his mind. Well, Shen Qinian fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

He felt a little better in his heart, and deliberately did not use his peripheral vision to catch the figure of Shen Cinian, and continued to read according to the text given by 0221: "This second glass of wine is for the Queen."

"Everyone, please drink the third cup. I have something important to tell you. Delicious humans have infiltrated our banquet. Noble vampires, the food for the banquet is ready. Fresh blood food is hidden in the hall. Whoever finds it first will enjoy it first. Let's get started, ladies and gentlemen. On behalf of our great family master, I declare that the banquet will begin immediately!"

Fang Ke finished reciting his lines with disdain, and when he turned around he saw... Chen Cinian baring two sharp fangs.

“…”

What? It turns out that Shen Cinian and he are really not in the same camp.

So he is the exclusive food of the master of the house?

Fang Ke looked at the blood-sucking ghosts that were dancing wildly, among whom there might be humans disguised as ghosts, and made a choice in just a moment.

His strength has been drastically weakened, making him unsuitable for conflict.

He had no way to protect Shen Cinian from getting away unscathed.

He reluctantly walked in front of Shen Qinian and reluctantly extended his wrist.

"Drink quickly if you want to," he said in a stiff tone, "you still have to work after you finish drinking."

Chen Ci Nian looked at him with his eyes lowered, as if he could see through his hard clam shell and see that the clam meat inside was soft and fragile.

He was curious about what happened to his squad leader that could turn him into such a character.

She gets angry when she's touched, but when he's not touched, she acts awkwardly and wants him to touch her, like a very contradictory cat.

Are there a devil and an angel living in Fang Ke's mind, and are these two villains fighting in his mind every day?

Chen Cinian smiled very gentlemanly, held the hand calmly, and pretended to bite it lightly.

Although the copy gave him the identity of a vampire, he actually did not like drinking blood.

His daily food is a variety of emotions, his favorites being fear and pain.

Whether human or weird, they can all be eaten.

He liked to collect them, make various delicacies and put them on the table, then put on a scarf and slowly cut the steak of fear with a knife and fork, dip it in a little pepper of pain, put it in his mouth and chew it slowly, savoring it leisurely, and finally have a glass of desire red wine.

It felt wonderful and comfortable.

The next time he visits the human world, he plans to be a gourmet and let humans taste his food.

Exchange and sharing are good virtues.

Shen Cinian was in a good mood for a rare time. He hadn't been out looking for food for a long time, and there were a lot of scares today, enough for him to feast on.

What should we make this time? Hot dogs or turkey?

Fang Ke didn't know what Shen Qinian was thinking. He was a little disappointed that Shen Qinian didn't bite his skin.

Why not bite him harder? Do you think his blood isn't tasty enough?

His fingers clenched little by little, his eyes grew bigger and bigger, staring at Shen Cinian as if he wanted to eat him.

Why didn't Shen Cinian bite him? Just because he wasn't familiar with him, right?

Okay, if Shen Cinian doesn’t bite, he will bite!

He grabbed the back of Shen Cinian's gloved hand and bit it hard.

The banquet hall fell silent in an instant. All the ghosts looked at Fang Ke in unison, and the same words popped up in their minds at the same time.

The food bites the owner.

Eat him, must eat him! Dangerous food, suck him dry, no forgiveness!

Seeing that the ghosts were about to surround him, Shen Qinian quietly released the ghost god's aura towards them. After shocking them, he coughed lightly and said helplessly, "Excuse me, I haven't taught him the rules yet. Don't worry about him. He won't rebel against the master."

Who said that? Why wouldn't he rebel? Fang Ke didn't notice that trace of breath. He was a human being and was not sensitive to this. He continued to stare at Chen Ci Nian.

Shen Ci Nian smiled but said nothing.

Wang Lingxin was in the crowd, covering her mouth and laughing, as if she was eating.

Suddenly her face changed, and she remembered that one of the candies was her favorite brother Yuanyuan, and her eyes were instantly filled with grievance.

Brother Yuanyuan never plays with her like this, she is so jealous.

Wang Lingxin stamped her feet, snorted, straightened her headscarf, lifted the cook's skirt, and went to find the other three players who were still alive.

She just observed that three people did not stare at Brother Yuanyuan at first, nor did they show that strange angry look.

So those three must be players! She was so smart. She had completed Brother Yuanyuan's mission. Could she ask Brother Yuanyuan to treat her to a meal as a reward?

She really wants to go on a date with her long-cherished brother Yuanyuan.

But why did her brother Yuanyuan look so submissive? She always thought that brother Yuanyuan was so fierce and must be the top, but why did brother Yuanyuan look so unintimidating in front of this teacher from a small county town, as if he was just bluffing.

It's just like a young wife complaining about being wronged.

Just like a kitten or puppy with its fur standing on end.

How on earth did this person do it? She wanted to learn from him. She dreamed that her brother Yuanyuan would treat her the same way.

Fang Ke rolled his eyes at Chen Cinian and asked in a low voice, "What are you laughing at?"

Shen Ci Nian sighed: "If you attend class this week and don't miss any classes, I'll tell you."

"Oh," he replied nonchalantly, his back a little tense and his body a little stiff. "What if I don't go?"

He didn’t ask the following sentence: Will you take care of me?

"If you don't want to go, then don't go," Chen Cinian said in a gentle and casual tone, "I can't visit you at home every day, right?"

no.

Why not.

Yes. There's nothing wrong with that.

Fang Ke lowered his head unconsciously, looking unhappy, "Yeah."

He made small talk: "Is the system sick? What's the point of playing this kind of game?"

Shen Ci Nian shook his head, "I don't know, I'm a newcomer."

A cold light flashed in Shen Ci'nian's eyes.

It makes sense, and it’s directed at Fang Ke.

From the moment he entered the game and heard the prompt, he knew that the dungeon would gradually reveal its ugly true purpose in the later stages.

The unequal status between him and Fang Ke in the copy actually explains a lot.

——Someone wants to use his old friend Qingtian Bairi to suppress Fang Ke.

But since the wrong person was pulled, it was him, then...

Shen Ci Nian sneered in his heart.

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Do you think the foreign dungeons aren't scary enough and too boring? In this dungeon, we're focusing on the relationship and letting them develop a little. In the next dungeon, we're going to have a Chinese horror dungeon with more thrillers? [Glasses]