Chapter 90 Chapter 90 Long Aotian's Father 4
Yan Bufan was almost dumbfounded by her crying. After trying to comfort her in a panic for a while, he walked around the yard patting her back without any instruction, and successfully made her stop crying gradually.
The little body in his arms was trembling slightly because of sobs. Yan Bufan didn't dare to ask who she was or what she was used for. He just slowed down his breathing and waited carefully for her to get better.
After a while, Zhuo Zhuo's breathing calmed down. Yan Bufan breathed a sigh of relief. Worried that the person who escaped would report to the police, he wanted to leave the place first.
Before leaving, Yan Bufan looked at Bai Zhuer who was kneeling on the ground crying, kicked up a knife with his foot, held it, and walked over step by step.
Bai Zhu'er looked up and was so frightened that she fell back and sat on the ground. Her previously arrogant face was filled with fear. She wanted to escape but didn't dare to. She cried and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me! Yan, Yan Bufan, I am willing to marry you, please, don't kill me..."
Yan Bufan was shocked. How could her attitude change so drastically? How could one person have two faces? Bai Zhuer mistakenly thought Yan Bufan didn't believe her, so she stood up and threw herself at him.
Yan Bufan was startled again, taking three quick steps back, avoiding the scene like the plague. Facing Bai Zhuer's frightened yet innocent face, Yan Bufan said sternly, "I don't kill women."
After saying that, Yan Bufan turned around and walked away, his steps so fast that it seemed as if a ghost was chasing him.
Zhuozhuo looked at Bai Zhuer curiously, then at Yan Bufan. 9972 thought to herself, "If this were someone, I'd pick her up right after Bai Zhuer finished speaking. So what?"
Then all grudges were settled with one shot, and another person was added to the harem.
"Who is that someone?"
[He's the protagonist of another small world in my hands. Both are Long Aotian, but he and Yan Bufan are polar opposites. Yan Bufan's path to advancement is one of constant adventure, while he's constantly experiencing romantic encounters. Yan Bufan seals his heart and locks away his love, and he's a womanizer. Yan Bufan is the widower king, while he is the sea king.]
There were so many new words in this conversation that Zhuozhuo didn't understand but didn't know how to ask. After thinking for a long time, he returned to the previous sentence, "What is Jiangjiangniangniang?"
[Well……]
9972 hesitated, because the two Long Aotian's styles of doing things were so different, it couldn't help but sigh, "Don't lead the child astray." 9972 grunted a few times and clumsily changed the subject, "Baby, look, where is Yan Bufan taking you?"
Zhuozhuo lay on Yan Bufan's shoulder, watching him skillfully navigate the night until he stopped in front of a high wall. She said excitedly, "Daddy wants to take Zhuozhuo to climb the wall!"
"Little ancestor, keep your voice down." Yan Bufan walked a few steps along the wall, put Zhuo Zhuo down, pointed to a hole in the wall and said, "Come, get out from here."
Dark clouds covered the moon, and it was pitch black outside the cave, like a monster with its mouth wide open waiting to swallow people. Zhuozhuo was a little scared and leaned on Yan Bufan's legs, unwilling to move.
9972 started yelling in Zhuozhuo's mind again, "How could you, Yan Bufan, let Zhuozhuo go through a dog hole! Zhuobao has never suffered a hardship since he followed me. You are so useless!"
It's mainly the small world in front. Once you enter it, it's a period when the mission target has achieved success and power. When it comes to Yan Bufan, it becomes the starting point of everything. 9972 feels heartbroken when he thinks that Zhuozhuo may have to follow Yan Bufan to fight monsters and upgrade and suffer for hundreds of years.
At the same time, 9972 was also a little puzzled. What was going on in this small world? It was obvious that every time it brought the host in, Yan Bufan's magical powers had reached perfection.
At this time, the evolution of the small world reached a critical period, and an uncorrectable bug was discovered, so it was noticed by the management bureau, forcibly taken over and archived, and then assigned to their maintenance department, and then assigned to the system for intervention, that is, the system and the bound host entered the small world together to perform tasks.
Completing the mission means the bug is gone, and the Administration will allow the small world to continue evolving freely after deleting the data. Failure to complete the mission will force you to reload the data over and over again. During this process, the host will likely lose all their points, resulting in death in the small world due to being unable to use items.
The earliest point in time the Administration could save records was when this small world was discovered. This was why, even if you knew a character had problems, you couldn't start attacking them right after they were born. You could only try to change them after they had grown and become established.
Because of the changes in the node when entering the small world, 9972 panicked for a while, thinking that Yan Bufan, the strongest person in the small world, had lost control.
Later, seeing that nothing happened, 9972 was secretly delighted, thinking that this mission was very simple. He just reported the anomaly to his superiors and continued to teach Zhuozhuo to recognize his father without realizing that the report had not been sent out at all.
Zhuozhuo didn't mind the hole; she didn't even have a clear idea of what a hole was. She just wanted to be with Yan Bufan late at night. But the hole was small; Yan Bufan could barely fit through it, but if she held Zhuozhuo, it would be impossible.
Seeing Zhuozhuo not moving, Yan Bufan asked hesitantly: "Can't you walk?"
"Zhuozhuo can walk," she pointed outside the hole in the wall. Not knowing how to express her fear of the unknown darkness, she thought for a moment and said, "Daddy isn't outside."
Yan Bufan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'll wait for you outside."
He took two steps back, took a running start and climbed up the wall, then flipped over neatly to the outside. Before he could stand firmly, he heard a scream of "Ah" from the inside of the wall.
It's no exaggeration to say that Yan Bufan's hair stood on end at that moment. He climbed over the wall at an even faster speed, squatted beside Zhuozhuo, and whispered, "Little Ancestor, why are you crying again?"
9972, who was trying to coax someone, went crazy: [Ahhh, you dare to ask! You left Zhuo Bao here all alone, you stinky dad!]
Zhuozhuo threw himself into Yan Bufan's arms, sobbing and complaining, "Daddy, don't want Zhuozhuo anymore."
"I didn't want to leave you. I said I was waiting for you outside. Didn't you hear me?"
9972's defense immediately broke: [You stinking straight man, what's with you!?! Is this a question of whether you heard or not?! This is a question of whether you're scared or not! You were the one who left Zhuo Bao behind in the middle of the night! Did you hear that?!?!]
"Zhuozhuo heard it and was scared." Zhuozhuo hadn't caught his breath yet and his voice was trembling, looking extremely pitiful.
In fact, Yan Bufan was just simply confused. He still regarded Zhuozhuo as the soul of his ancestor or the spirit of the jade pendant, so how could he dare to treat her badly?
Hearing Zhuozhuo say she was scared again, Yan Bufan finally understood her fear and realized why Zhuozhuo was crying. He picked her up with a sense of guilt and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry. Can I carry you and go with you?"
9972 dislike: [The voice is too harsh, bad review!]
Zhuozhuo didn't despise him at all. He raised his chubby little arms and put them around Yan Bufan's neck, saying softly, "Okay."
Yan Bufan glanced at the wall. He could climb it with one hand, but he was worried about bumping into Zhuozhuo, so he negotiated with Zhuozhuo, "Can I carry you on my back?"
"Okay." T Zhuozhuo asked doubtfully, "Why do you have to carry me on your back?"
"I'll carry you over the wall, so I won't touch you."
As Yan Bufan was about to start running, he suddenly heard a sobbing "No!" in his ear. He braked reflexively and asked patiently, "What's wrong with the little ancestor?"
"Don't climb the wall," the child said in a bad mood at night. Zhuozhuo glared at the wall unhappily and said childishly, "Zhuozhuo doesn't like it. This wall has made Daddy disappear."
Yan Bufan tried hard to understand Zhuozhuo's train of thought. After figuring it out, he said in full agreement, "Let's change the wall."
Just as I took a step, I heard Zhuozhuo say, "No. We need to drill a hole." She pointed at the hole in the wall, obviously excited, and her little face was full of eagerness to try.
Yan Bufan accepted the little ancestor's fickleness and said, "Then we will drill separately."
This wasn't something a child should consider. Zhuozhuo shook Yan Bufan's neck and said softly, "Daddy—"
"...Can you become smaller?" When Zhuozhuo first appeared, he was only the size of an egg.
"Sure!" Zhuozhuo shrank his arms and head, trying to curl up into a ball. He looked up at Yan Bufan with a heavy feeling, "Zhuozhuo has become smaller!"
Yan Bufan: “…”
Yan Bufan completely gave up trying to discover any skills in Zhuozhuo that were not those of a three-year-old human child, and decided to find a way on his own.
The solution was that Yan Bufan lay on the ground with his back facing the hole in the wall, and let Zhuozhuo lie down head to head with him. Then he would step back little by little, taking one step back and letting Zhuozhuo crawl forward twice to catch up, until they both passed through the hole in the wall.
Because Yan Bufan was always in her scorching gaze, she was not afraid at all. She was still immersed in the interaction with Yan Bufan and did not realize that they had changed places.
When Yan Bufan picked him up and ran away, Zhuozhuo was wondering why the surrounding environment had changed. "Daddy, where are we going?"
"Go find the Immortal Gate and encounter Immortal fate."
"Oh—" Zhuozhuo didn't understand and said while holding his stomach, "Daddy, Zhuozhuo is hungry."
It was probably the end of the Yin hour now. They ran out of the Bai family's area and could see vendors setting up boilers on both sides of the street. The hot white smoke disappeared in the dim night. The aroma of various breakfasts filled the air, whetting the appetite.
Yan Bufan ran, his breath a little unsteady as he said, "Little Ancestor, please bear with me, I don't have any money."
"Why don't you have any money?"
"Because I'm poor."
"Why are you poor?"
"Because my purse is lost."
"Why is your purse lost?"
"Because I accidentally lost it."
Yan Bufan answered mechanically, and suddenly saw a man wearing the clothes of a Bai family servant who could not stand steadily. He was tossing a green money bag in his hand and boasting to his companions with a loud tongue.
"Luckily I ran fast, otherwise I would have been chopped to pieces by that poor bastard. Damn it, no matter how good you are at fighting, it's useless! You didn't even know I stole your wallet. You might even think you lost it by accident, you little bastard!"
Yan Bufan stopped and looked over with cold eyes.
The drunk man, completely oblivious, clapped his companion's shoulder vigorously, "Come on, I'll treat you to another round of drinks at Zuichunlou... When the money's gone, report it to the police and have that bastard's head chopped off!"
Zhuozhuo followed Yan Bufan's direction, craning her neck to look over. She uttered a "huh" and turned her head sharply. She stretched out her chubby little hands and slapped Yan Bufan's eyes, saying in a baby voice, "Daddy, don't look. It's so ugly."
Yan Bufan's mouth curled up for a moment, and he said, "I'm not looking at people, I'm looking at my wallet."
Zhuozhuo also heard the drunk's words, and after a moment's understanding, he angrily said, "That bad guy took Daddy's purse and made Daddy poor!"
“…Yes, he is a thief.”
Yan Bufan, holding Zhuozhuo, followed the two drunks. After they turned into a small alley, he quickly approached and knocked one of them unconscious with a punch. The drunk servant heard the noise and staggered back to look. A large punch hit him, breaking his nose and causing him to faint.
Yan Bufan squatted down to search him, and naturally loosened his hand that was covering Zhuozhuo's eyes. Zhuozhuo looked at the two drunks lying unconscious on the ground and applauded Yan Bufan, "Daddy is awesome!"
After taking the drunk's purse, Yan Bufan stood up and hurried away. Zhuozhuo grumbled and told Yan Bufan not to put the purse in his arms or hang it around his waist, because, "Stinky! Stinky!"
Zhuozhuo pulled Yan Bufan's long hair with one hand and pinched his nose with the other. His voice became even softer and his temper became like a spoiled child. "No, no, no, take it away, take it away, stinky, stinky! Daddy——!"
Yan Bufan has already trained himself to the point that this level of disturbance will only make him buy two trays of buns without batting an eyelid.
His calm demeanor seemed as if he and Zhuozhuo were in two separate, unconnected spaces, causing the bun shop owner to stare at them frequently and even try to inquire in a roundabout way whether he was a human trafficker.
"Do you think so?" Yan Bufan asked back, picking up a freshly baked bun and trying to stuff it into Zhuozhuo's mouth. But he pulled it back halfway, broke the bun open, blew on it twice, and put it back to Zhuozhuo's mouth, "Eat the bun."
Zhuozhuo, who was almost crying from the back-and-forth feeding, took a bite of the bun and burst into tears the next second with a cry of "Ah".
Yan Bufan subconsciously wanted to ask what was wrong, but quickly reacted and put the bun against his cheek to test it. Sure enough, it was a little too hot. He said in frustration, "Did you burn your mouth? Shopkeeper, please give me a bowl of cold water."
The boss said "Oh" and quickly scooped a bowl of water and handed it over.
Yan Bufan quickly brought the bowl to Zhuozhuo's mouth, "Take a sip of water..."
Zhuozhuo dove into the bowl.
“Gurgle gurgle…”
Bubbles are rising on the surface of the water.
After waiting for more than ten breaths, Zhuozhuo still hadn't raised her head from the bowl. Yan Bufan took a closer look and saw that she was grinning and playing. She was blowing bubbles and spitting out water from her mouth, having a lot of fun.
At that moment, Yan Bufan wanted to pull Zhuozhuo up by her messy hair, but in the end he just silently moved the bowl of water away. When Zhuozhuo's little head peeked out after the bowl, he said, "Do you want to eat some buns?"
"Eat! Eat the buns!" Zhuozhuo grinned with her wet little face. The pure happiness conveyed in her smile calmed Yan Bufan's anxious heart. He wiped Zhuozhuo's face with his sleeve and handed her the cooled buns, "Eat slowly."
"Okay, ah!" Zhuozhuo held the bun, lowered his head and took a bite, chewing it for a long time before swallowing it. At this time, Yan Bufan had already started eating the second bun.
When Yan Bufan finished the rest of the bun, Zhuozhuo still had a layer of dough left over from half the bun in his hand. Yan Bufan poured the stuffing that Zhuozhuo had left over onto the dough, rolled it into a ball, and stuffed it all into Zhuozhuo's mouth.
Yan Bufan was about to buy some more buns and pancakes to eat while searching for the Immortal Gate when he noticed that Zhuozhuo's chewing stopped. He turned his head and saw Zhuozhuo with his mouth open. "Ugh..."
Zhuozhuo vomited several times and rolled his eyes, but nothing came out.
Yan Bufan was so anxious that he was in a panic. Fortunately, the shop owner was experienced and said, "Young man, this girl's mouth is too full and the dough is stuck to her palate. Quickly pick the stuff out of her mouth or she will suffocate to death."
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