After Father Fei left, Fei Ran turned his head and stared at Niutou who came to arrest Yang Duoshu's soul.

A performer like Yang Duoshu has various means and does many evils. In case his soul body starts to escape, he will usually assign the task of ecstasy to a person who is at a higher level.

This time it's the bull's head.

Just as Niutou pulled Yang Duoshu's soul out of his withered body, he saw Fei Ran staring at him closely.

Shaking hands, scared.

He locked Yang Duoshu's soul with the trapping soul lock.

Walking into Fei Ran cautiously: "Master, what are your orders?"

Fei Ran hugged Niutou's shoulders: "At any rate, we have also been in the same hell. Although we have never met, we are still brothers, aren't we?"

Niutou swallowed hard: "...Yes, yes."

Fei Ran pointed his chin at Mother Fei and Li Hai who were trying to escape: "Brother, get him."

Fei Ran saw Mother Fei before and thought she was ugly and annoying, but as a good ghost, he obeyed the order of the world and only let their souls experience nightmares.

Now that he has Father Fei's memory completely, he only wants to kill those two people.

However, he was able to use ghost power at will before because of Father Fei's fierce ghost instinct. Now that Father Fei has recovered and left, he naturally returned to normal.

Fei Ran lowered his head and looked at the immovable Niutou: "Brother Niu, are you still a brother?"

Niutou was sweating profusely in a panic, he wiped his forehead, "This, no, we can't interfere..."

"Apply now." Fei Ran shook Niutou's shoulder and began to teach him to apply for the report:

"Application 1: Let me appear in front of them to scare him; Application 2: Open the small reincarnation, let them experience the past of Fei's father and Mr. Fei; Application 3: Intercept the video of the small reincarnation evidence and send it to the police station."

Fei Ran patted Niutou on the shoulder: "As a brother, naturally I can't let you help in violation of the rules. I have even considered the rules of the world for you. You are welcome."

Niu Tou was so anxious that he almost cried, "Master, when they get to the underworld, the higher-ups will recalculate the ledger, now, no, can't do this..."

Fei Ran patted Niutou on the head indignantly: "I will go to the underworld to apply, you can take me away."

Niutou's legs went limp all of a sudden, and he wished he could cry and pass out.

He was selected by lottery this time, Ma Mian didn't want to come, and the black and white superiors left quickly after ordering the task, and the unlucky thing happened to him.

Not only did he want to take away Yang Duoshu this time, but he also wanted Fei Ran to return Yang directly and let him stay on the ground.

If this is brought down by him...

Niutou wants to cry but has no tears.

With tears in his eyes, he took out the communication talisman from the underworld, and began to read it word by word according to Fei Ran's words. After he finished reading, he quickly added the sentence 'he wants to go back to the underworld.

It may not even take a second for the talisman to disappear, and the two words 'approved' in golden light suddenly hang in front of their eyes.

Fei Ran happily praised: "Look, I know our Hell is a reasonable Hell."

Niutou's eyes filled with tears: Isn't this really afraid of you going back...

With the help of Niutou, Fei Ran succeeds in appearing.

The moment he appeared, he was bending over to run away from Mother Fei and Li Hai. He screamed in panic and wanted to run away even rolling and crawling.

he……! He really is back!

This time, Fei Ran's face was stripped of the big black cloth, and it was exactly what Father Fei looked like ten years ago. The arc of the corner of his mouth coincided with the black and white photo on the tombstone.

This frightened Mother Fei and Li Hai, who were already guilty.

However, before they got up from the ground, they were directly dragged into the small samsara, with the smiling memories of Fei Ran's black and white photos, in which they could not survive or die.

The moment Fei Zong appeared at Fei Ran, tears fell down his cheeks.

Fei Ran turned around and saw the cub crying miserably, walked over and pinched his face, "Daddy took off his black coat, made you cry?"

Fei Zong shook his head and hugged Fei Ran tightly.

It's really his dad.

It's now!

Niutou quickly threw the Huanyang Spring, which was branded with the king of Hades, towards Fei Ran.

The moment Huanyangquan landed on Fei Ran, Niutou disappeared suddenly with the sleepy Yang Duoshu.

In the end, Fei Zong was the first to feel something was wrong.

Fei Ran's body is getting warmer and warmer, like...

Live!

With tears on Fei Zong's cheeks, he stretched out his hand to pinch Fei Ran's body.

Fei Ran: ...

He took Fei Zong aside, "Nizi, let go be a father."

Fei Zong looked up, happy: "Dad, you are alive."

The miracle came too suddenly, Fei Zong's tears were still on his face, but at this moment, his smile couldn't be concealed, it was too dazzling.

his dad.

his.

After receiving the call, the police officers rushed over and not only took away Mother Fei and Li Hai who had just come out of Xiaosamsara, but also took away Fei Ran and Fei Zong because of Yang Duoshu's withered body.

Under interrogation, Fei Mu and Li Hai confessed to the crime and were sentenced to death, while Fei Ran, Fei Zong and Yang Duoshu were handed over to the special department.

The formation of each world has its own rules of operation, everything is interdependent, and there are non-human existences, so naturally there are places to deal with non-human existences.

After Fei Ran arrived at the special department, he was surrounded by many warlocks like a national treasure, and some even wanted to worship Fei Ran as his teacher and get close to the King of Hades.

Fei Ran resolutely refused.

He is just an ordinary father, and he has to raise cubs.

In the end, Fei Ran successfully obtained his identity certificate, and walked out of the gate of the special department together with Fei Zong frankly.

Outside the door, Fei Zong looked back at the warlocks who were reluctant to leave at the door of the special department.

They are plainly dressed, and they don't show any strange abilities at all.

However, he has seen ghosts, black and white impermanence, bull heads, and now seeing warlocks from special departments, it seems nothing strange.

This is normal.

Fei Zong figured it out instantly, and he pulled up Fei Ran's clothes contentedly: "Dad, let's go home."

Fei Ran stretched out his arms to hug the cub, and yawned: "It's really time to go home and sleep."

They have not slept all day and all night.

The father and son fell asleep in the dark when they got home, as if what happened before was nothing worth discussing for the two of them.

This day, ordinary, seems to be every day in their past lives.

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that the two of them woke up.

Fei Ran woke up from the daze and looked around, and saw the cub who was wrapped in a quilt and rubbed his eyes blankly on the ground.

Last night, Fei Zong came over with a pillow in his arms, and wanted to sleep with Fei Ran, Fei Ran readily agreed, and generously shared half of the bed with his son.

Now……

Fei Ran was shocked, "Son, why are you sleeping on the floor??"

Fei Zong's blank brain slowly resumed operation.

He reached out and picked up the quilt on the ground, with a calm expression on his face, "Dad, I'll sleep by myself from now on."

Fei Ran: "...Do you despise Dad?"

"No." Fei Zong started talking nonsense seriously, "A man should be independent."

Fei Ran: ...

It is suspected that the son is coaxing him, but there is no evidence.

Outside the door, Zhang Zhihe almost smashed the door open before it opened.

He was caught off guard and fell into it, but fortunately Fei Zong pulled him out in time.

Zhang Zhihe supported Fei Zong's arm, before he could stand still, he turned his head and yelled:

"My dad said you got into the police last night? That woman was sentenced? What's going on? Are they trying to attack you directly? Where have you been? Why didn't you call me when something happened?"

As a brother, Zhang Zhihe always felt that Fei Zong's temperament was not very reassuring. When he heard that something happened to him, he didn't even want to go to school. He wanted to squat at the door of his house and wait for him to come back.

Fei Zong casually talked about what happened in the past two days.

In the short distance from the gate to the living room, Zhang Zhihe's jaw and eyes could be heard falling to the ground several times in turn.

Zhang Zhihe swallowed his saliva and stammered, "Zong, Zong'er, are you sure you're not kidding me?"

"What are you talking about?" Fei Ran walked over holding a toothbrush, mouth full of foam.

"Oh my god!" Zhang Zhihe jumped behind Fei Zong again in fright.

It's one thing to hear it! It's another to actually see it!

Fei Ran held the toothbrush and brushed it up and down, thinking of breakfast: "Son, what do we have for breakfast?"

Fei Zong: "How about the soy milk fritters?"

Fei Ran: "Another plate of fried buns."

Fei Zong: "You can add another bowl of Tofu Puddings."

"Perfect." Fei Ran took a toothbrush and calmly rinsed his mouth.

Zhang Zhihe: ...Why is he the only one panicking? ? ?

For Fei Ran, those who have nothing to do will not pay attention, and those who care will not care.

He appeared in a very human posture, except that Zhang Zhihe was shocked by this, everything was as usual.

Time is always passing by, Fei Ran just feels that he hasn't finished autumn yet, and winter is coming.

This morning, he wrapped himself in the quilt and walked quickly from the bed to the window.

It was already bright outside, and everywhere looked was covered with snow. The ground, the branches, and the flower beds were all covered with snow, and the heavy snow was still rolling in the sky.

Fei Ran: ...

Don't want to go out at all.

squeak

The door to his room was pushed open.

Fei Zong walked over with a bunch of things in his arms, he went straight to Fei Ran, and pulled off Fei Ran's quilt violently.

Quickly wrapped the coat around Fei Ran's body, put on the gloves, pressed the hat on, shook the scarf and wanted to tie it around Fei Ran's neck.

Fei Ran dodges and starts to discuss, "Son, I think we can choose a good day—"

Before he finished talking about the weather, the scarf was tied around his neck fiercely by Fei Zong.

Fei Zong looked at Fei Ran who was tightly wrapped, with a gentle face: "Dad, you should not be cold at all now."

Fei Ran: ...

He covered Fei Zong's head with his gloved hand, pressed it into his arms and rubbed it: "Can't you also do New Year's goods tomorrow, son, what about your love for Dad?"

Fei Zong reached out to grab Fei Ran's hand, and muttered in his arms: "Dad, the calendar says it's time to go out today."

Fei Ran let go of Fei Zong, and said righteously: "Son, don't be so superstitious."

Fei Zong put his hairy head on his head and thought for a while. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he said, "Dad, that golden crown you like is on sale today!"

Fei Ran embraced Fei Zong, raised his legs and walked out: "Today is really a good time to go out."

Although it was snowing heavily, it couldn't stop the excitement of the upcoming Chinese New Year. There was an endless stream of people wearing scarves and coats on the street, and everyone had smiles on their faces.

Fei Zong almost laughed out of his eyes.

He was wearing a scarf with a little bear doll buttoned on it, and a little bear doll was on the tip of his hat, and now Fei Ran was picking out gloves with a little bear pattern for him.

On the side of the street, in the open stalls, the horns that cost ten yuan a pair are still circulating.

Fei Ran finally pulled out the glove he wanted from the many gloves, he held the glove and raised his hand: "Son, pay quickly."

Fei Zong cheerfully took out his wallet, took out ten yuan and handed it to the stall owner.

The stall owner took the money with a smile on his face: "Do you want any more socks?"

"It doesn't have to be." Fei Ran said proudly: "His socks belong to Little Bear." "

When going out in the morning, Fei Ran saw that Fei Zong had put on a pair of bear socks for himself, and when he went shopping today, he immediately fell in love with the bear scarf.

God-sent fate.

In the end, Fei Ran directly directed Fei Zong to make a whole set.

Fei Ran held the scarf and hat that Fei Zong had replaced, looked at Fei Zong confidently and said, "Son, you are the most beautiful boy on this street today."

Fei Zong giggled.

As Fei Ran said, Fei Zong has indeed become the most beautiful boy on this street, with a 100% return rate, and even some children want the same style.

Fei Ran is very proud of this.

The child's parents glanced at Fei Zong, covered the child's eyes with painful eyes, and quickly carried them away.

Fei Zong's face was white and tall, and he was wearing a tan bear scarf and a high bear hat, which didn't look ugly, on the contrary, he took advantage of his temperament, clean and radiant as a young man.

However, the focus was not on Fei Zong, but on the little bear.

Passers-by did not understand how anyone could choose such an ugly bear among thousands of bears.

Whether it's the little bear doll hanging from the bottom of one side of Fei Zong's scarf, or the little bear doll sitting on his pointed hat holding a ball, they are all ugly and useless, just like the little bear broke into the circus and fell into the dye vat.

The people watching it hurt their eyes, their teeth, and their brains.

After receiving this 100% return rate, Fei Ran was very happy: "Dad is right, you are the most beautiful cub."

Facing everyone's eyes, Fei Zong smiled toothlessly: "Yes, I am the prettiest."

The father and son obviously came out to buy new year's goods, but at some point along the way, there were a lot of miscellaneous things in their hands.

Big windmills, candied haws, fried rice cakes, fried crispy meat...the two walked from the street to the end, and finally went back with their shopping satisfied.

When Fei Ran was pulled out of the bed by Fei Zong again the next morning, she was so shocked and sad that she couldn't love her anymore.

After some twists and turns, Fei Family's New Year's goods are finally ready.

As soon as you enter the small western-style building, you can see red clip art posted everywhere, those of carps, peonies, firecrackers, lucky characters... The whole western-style building is booming and full of joy.

On this day, Fei Ran even sat on the sofa early in the morning, took a pair of large scissors, and cut the red paper with a click.

Fei Zong came back from outside with fresh fish: "Father, have fish soup for lunch today."

Fei Ran turned her head and saw Fei Zong's eyes lit up: "Son, come here."

Fei Zong walked over carrying the fish.

"Look, Dad cut you out, handsome or not!" Fei Ran unfolded the red pattern in his hand to show Fei Zong.

On the red paper-cut, the little figure wearing a scarf and hat can't see his face at all, and his neck is almost full of legs.

The fish in Fei Zong's hand jumped twice.

He lowered his head to look at the fish, and reached out to touch Fei Ran's head twice: "My dear dad, today's fish soup is for you."

Fei Ran: ...

He suspected that his son was disgusted with his paper-cutting, but he had no evidence.

The fish soup at noon is made by Fei Ran, not because his paper-cut is ugly, but because Fei Zong cut him a handsome man!

With a big wave of his hand, Fei Ran directly contracted the lunch at noon.

The fresh and hot fish soup was placed in the center of the table, and beside it were two plates of stir-fried side dishes. As soon as Fei Zong brought out the two bowls of rice, Zhang Zhihe rushed in.

"Wow, wow, I was beaten by my mother again. I'm still not her real son. It's almost Chinese New Year and I was beaten!"

Fei Zong and Fei Ran sat at the dinner table, picked up chopsticks in their hands, and began to eat.

Zhang Zhihe was beaten not once or twice, almost every three days, he was beaten a little, and the next day, he was beaten a lot, they were used to it.

"It's really wronged! I just added a spoonful of fish food yesterday, and two fish floated up in the fish tank today. My mother insisted that I starved to death. Didn't I watch the New Year, give them extra food... ..."

Zhang Zhihe was holding a bowl to fill himself with rice, while talking in a rambling manner.

After serving the meal, he pulled the stool over, sat down, and began to eat.

"...Are you saying that I am kind? I can be beaten anyway. I suspect that my mother just wanted to find an excuse to beat me up—oh! Uncle cooked the meal today! I can do it! I am not wronged! This beating No loss!"

Zhang Zhihe was immediately pleasantly surprised.

For a meal, the three of them ate in full swing, and no one knew when it would snow outside.

After the new year, Fei Zong was not idle. His persistence and hard work had finally paid off, and his team entered the championship game.

The day of the Fei Zong Championship.

The competition venue was crowded with people. Everyone held small flags of the supported teams in their hands, with team patterns printed on their faces, and cheered as the contestants entered the venue.

Both Fei Ran and Zhang Zhihe held small flags with Fei Zong printed on them, and they shouted frantically below.

"HK—Fei Zong, must win!"

"Must win!"

When Fei Zong came to the stage, he immediately saw the hottest two people in the group of relatives and friends. Compared with the shyness of his teammates and family members, the two of them stood out.

Fei Zong couldn't help smiling when he saw the hairband with his photo on Fei Ran's head.

Seeing Fei Zong's smile, his fans immediately screamed excitedly, Fei Zong is the face value of the whole HK!

On the field, after the teams are in position, the game begins.

The game screen unfolds instantly on the big screen, accompanied by exciting explanations.

As the most vicious medical soldier, Fei Zong became the first target to be sniped. After all, as long as he is alive, his teammates will be very difficult to die.

On the game screen, various skills flew out, and the scene continued to scream and shout.

The defense and offense of the two teams can't stop arguing, and everyone watching is excited.

Two hours later, the two sides had already fought fiercely to the final round. Seeing the two sides tie the score on the big screen, and when there was only one head gap left, the audience subconsciously held their breath.

At this moment, a medical soldier with a gun appeared out of nowhere.

boom

GAME OVER!

"Ahhhhhh!!! Won! Won!" Zhang Zhihe jumped up from his chair excitedly and screamed.

The scene is full of voices!

"HK! HK!" "H...!"

The commentary on the game screen also spoke passionately: "...he deserves to be called the strongest daddy! You never know where he will come out and give your teammates a crucial rescue! Give the enemy a fatal blow! HK—Fei Zong isThe MVP of this game!"

Accompanied by the commentary, the screams at the scene became louder.

A championship team is born!Belongs to HK!

On the podium, ribbons were flying, Fei Zong held the trophy and looked at Fei Ran with bent eyes.

Under the stage, Fei Ran raised his camera.

Click——

The swirling ribbons fell on Fei Zong's black hair. Under the light, he held the trophy and smiled as if he was shining.

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