Bing Nandong raised the corner of his mouth: "Rest, I'll call you for lunch later."
"But your cakes are all here with me. Is there something else for lunch?" As long as the male protagonist wants, he can eat all kinds of delicacies here.
"...No, then eat by yourself when you are hungry and don't leave this bed."
Bing Nandong left again. Fan Zhiyi sat on the bed blankly, his mind wandering. After a while, Fan Zhiyi asked, "Bai Bai, how similar are I to the male protagonist's Bai Yueguang?"
“…very similar.”
"What is the male protagonist's white moonlight like?"
"Host, the information the system has is also from the original novel and what is happening now."
In short, the system doesn't know either. Fan Zhiyi leaned over and thought about the description of Bai Yueguang in the novel. The only thing he could tell was that the male protagonist's Bai Yueguang was gone.
Never mind, just be a substitute, finish the task as soon as possible, make a wish and leave.
Fan Zhiyi patted his face and cheered himself up, telling himself that a bright future was beckoning him, and that he would make a wish to become the richest man in the world and sit on a mountain of gold and silver.
Seeing this, Baibai didn't forget to push the same advice it had repeated several times: "Host, go confess your feelings to the hero. That should be enough to give him warmth, and our mission will be mostly accomplished."
Fan Zhiyi's mouth twitched: "You probably want to send me out directly." He still has to maintain his bottom line and swear to protect his chastity until his death.
Fan Zhiyi took another big bite of the cake and put it away. He was not afraid that the male protagonist would poison him. After all, such a death was too boring. Fan Zhiyi bet that the male protagonist would disdain it.
He put on his shoes, and casually tidied his clothes and his overly long hair. Although a few days had passed, Fan Zhiyi was still not used to having long hair. Every day he could only grab it with his hands and tuck it behind his head, as long as it didn't get in the way.
After getting everything ready, Fan Zhiyi walked out of the archway.
As the system predicted, most people were setting up formations in the courtyard, seemingly intending to use it as their strongest base. A few less skilled cultivators stayed inside, avoiding causing any disturbance. These were likely young men and women on their way to get married.
Fan Zhiyi took a quick look and saw the still somewhat crazy Miss Gao and the skinny and weak young man from last night.
However, what worried Fan Zhiyi the most was Master Fan. He had an aura of death about him, his face was as white as a piece of paper, and he was leaning against the door wrapped in heavy clothes, looking at the group of people in the yard, wondering what he was thinking.
Fan Zhiyi felt that, although it was impolite to make such a guess, Master Fan might not live long.
"Baibai, what is Mr. Fan's full name?"
"Fan Zhiyi." Bai Bai didn't hide it. "The Fan family changed his name and trained him to imitate the male protagonist's white moonlight."
His name is also Fan Zhiyi...
"Is the name Fan Zhiyi too common here, so Baibai, you changed my name?" Fan Zhiyi asked.
“That’s also the reason.”
"I remember you mentioned that the male protagonist's white moonlight is also called Fan Zhiyi, right?"
"Yes, host, this is also inferred based on the clues currently known."
Fan Zhiyi narrowed his eyes. Was it a coincidence? It was exactly the same as his name in real life?
Based on his years of experience reading novels, Fan Zhiyi felt that there was a lot of mystery in this, but Bai Bai would definitely not tell him, so Fan Zhiyi continued, "You gave me the name Yi Zhifan, and you said you fought for it. What does that mean?"
Bai Bai felt that there was no need to hide this: "Bai Yueguang once used the pseudonyms Yi Zhifan and Yi Zhifan, but few people know this. Therefore, host, you don't need to use yourself as a stand-in. Disguising yourself as Bai Yueguang will be more beneficial in completing the mission."
He, in disguise? Forget it. Neither he nor Bai Bai knew what kind of person Bai Yueguang was. The male lead was not easy to deceive. If he was discovered, he would be doomed. For now, he should just play his substitute well.
This broken system only gives him bad advice. He even suspects that Bai Bai is a spy sent by the male protagonist.
"What about Master Fan? How similar are Master Fan to Bai Yueguang?"
"I really don't want to." Bai Bai added, "The Fan family sent Bai Yueguang to the male protagonist's sect a long time ago, which is the Tianyun Sect, so the Fan family doesn't know much about Bai Yueguang."
Even so, they actually dared to train Master Fan to imitate Bai Yueguang. Fan Zhiyi didn't know for a moment whether the Fan family wanted to be chosen as the marriage partner or not.
"Ah, everyone has their own difficulties." Fan Zhiyi sighed.
It happened that Master Fan looked over and smiled at him, a pale and weak smile: "Zhifan, come here."
Bing Nandong happened to be away, so Fan Zhiyi also had something to ask Master Fan: "Master Fan, approximately how long ago did I separate from you?"
"About two days ago."
It was definitely not him who was traveling with Master Fan and the others at that time. He was clearly with Bing Nandong at that time.
Well, well, well, Bing Nandong even specially let a ghost play him to confuse the public and divert the blame, making these people in the world of immortal cultivation suspect each other and kill each other. Very powerful, if Bing Nandong were to be a director, he would probably be very successful.
"Here, do ghosts only come out at night? Have there been any new discoveries in the house when I was away?" Fan Zhiyi carefully considered his words. There was no need for him to let them know that the previous Fan Zhiyi was a ghost in disguise, otherwise he would be suspected again, which would be troublesome.
Master Fan looked at him and was no longer as distant to him as when he first entered the house. Fan Zhiyi guessed that it might be because Master Fan was now separated from most of the Fan family members, and because he himself was in poor health, and he was close to Bing Nandong, so Master Fan now planned to be kind to him.
However, Master Fan did not speak for a long time, just staring at Fan Zhiyi. Fan Zhiyi frowned, feeling a little scared by being stared at. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that he became colder when he got closer to Master Fan.
"Zhifan, you're not the same as before." Master Fan calmly concluded, "As your younger brother, I'm very happy to see you like this."
Really? Why do I feel like you are not happy at all?
Fan Zhiyi thought to himself, and said perfunctorily: "If I had stayed in this house the same as before, I wouldn't be alive today."
"That's right." Master Fan raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Bing Nandong in the yard, "You have always been lucky."
Fan Zhiyi was speechless. In fact, they were all quite unlucky, and he was the most unlucky one. "Then Mr. Fan, how were you doing while I was away?"
"Ghosts are getting more powerful day by day, and they don't just appear at night."
"So those deaths you're talking about will continue even after I'm gone? Someone dies every night?"
"right."
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