Lin Fengling asked some strange questions all day long, and Feng Song was already used to it. She walked into the house and closed the door. The sound of the door closing made Lin Fengling's heart beat fast.

Lin Fengling couldn't look away from Feng Song. He suppressed the rolling of his Adam's apple and lowered his voice unconsciously.

"Dad, what are you...?"

"I am discussing something with you."

Feng Song sat elegantly on Lin Fengling's bed. Lin Fengling quickly inserted the diary written by him on the table into the bookshelf, "What's the matter? Dad, you can let me go up mountains of swords and seas of fire without any problem!"

Feng Song was amused, "Can I still let my son seek death? It's something else. I want to start a live broadcast, please help me and don't let my trumpet be discovered."

Lin Fengling patted her chest in assurance.

"no problem!"

Others go online just to be popular, but his little dad is different because he is afraid that others will discover his little vest.

Of course that’s no problem!

"By the way, daddy, what do you want to broadcast during the live broadcast?"

Feng Song stretched his body on the bed with his hands behind his back, "Read fortunes. I came back from the village this time and found that there are many things in this world that I can help solve."

"Feng shui, fortune-telling, and fortune telling are all available. I can help each one as much as possible."

This is how Taoist priests enter the world. After Feng Song came down the mountain, she struggled in the world for a while. After going down the mountain for the first time, she gradually discovered that the world was more complicated than she imagined.

Lin Fengling sat next to Feng Song, and Feng Song lovingly touched Lin Fengling's head.

"Dad wants to make the world a better place so that his sons and daughters can live in a better environment. Not only my son and daughter, but also other people's sons and daughters."

Lin Fengling was moved again. He held Feng Song's little hand with both hands, his peach blossom eyes sparkling, and his thin lips opened and closed.

"Little daddy...I support you in whatever you do. Just, did you and Lin Qi sleep that night?!"

"Sleep."

Feng Song rolled his eyes, "You've asked this question thirty-seven times, and I've answered it thirty-seven times, and you're still not tired of it! Isn't it normal for two grown men to sleep in someone else's house together?"

Lin Fengling knew that she was a woman, so this matter was abnormal.

Two men, they are father and son, and they are not gay, what's the problem if they live and sleep together?

Lin Fengling bit his back teeth and said, "That's not normal! Only thirty-seven times?! Sure enough, I want to beat Lin Qi one more time! Now it's time to beat him for the thirty-eighth time!"

Feng Song:......

"It doesn't matter if I give you a beating or not, you two should exercise more. It's good for your health."

Lin Qi's illness was faked. It turned out that he was too lazy to stay at home and pretended to be sick every day, which was actually being a homebody. Now Lin Fengling troubles Lin Qi every day. Lin Qi is forced to run every day, and his physical condition is much stronger than before.

Of course, Feng Song was not so careless about her job, but she discovered that Lin Fengling's brain really had a big problem. It was better to keep a dog at home than to ask Lin Fengling to help.

…

Feng Song returned to the bedroom and opened the live broadcast room again.

Feng Song usually starts a live broadcast and outputs wildly to vent the stress of life. Just like this, she has more than 5 million fans on a certain account, which is much better than the accounts that many people carefully manage.

Now, after the "Feng Songgong ghost" incident in the village, her number of fans has increased by more than 1 million. There is no news about her, so many people have left messages on the official account of the police who solved the case.

To this end, the official also released an official video on "Breaking Feudal Superstition".

The video received 1.1 million likes, 2 million retweets, and more than 3 million comments. Almost all of the people asking Feng Song questions under the video, for this reason, the official account added @风松.

As soon as Feng Song opened the backend of this account, all the numbers were 99, which looked really big.

"This account is so troublesome, I don't want it anymore. Sanshui said there is also a certain Ya. I'll register a small account and no one will find out."

Feng Song sat cross-legged on the ground and talked to himself.

When registering an account, she needed to give her a name. Feng Song rubbed her hands and carefully typed in the ID she had been thinking about for a long time——

"A single father with six children."

This ID is perfect! And no one has registered in advance!

Feng Song was in an extremely good mood, and a smile spread across her face. After entering the page, she ignored all the messy things recommended by the system.

When starting a live broadcast, the most important thing is to——

mystery.

Feng Song wore the same mask as the Man in Black in Conan.

She touched her face and was very satisfied with the mask. It was indeed a gift from Sanshui. It looked mysterious at first glance and was perfect for a live broadcast so that no one would guess who she was.

After starting the live broadcast, Feng Song looked at the live broadcast room without a single message and with 0 viewers, feeling very happy.

"It's comfortable."

Feng Song was arranging her mask in front of the live broadcast room. After watching it for a long time, she found that her live broadcast room was missing something. She thought about it and found that her live broadcast room had not been named yet.

“Dad looks at photos online.”

After choosing the name, Feng Song felt that her "dad" vibe had begun to spread on the platform. She was not in a hurry for anyone to see her, and started to admire her mask carefully in front of the camera.

About ten minutes later, someone entered the live broadcast room.

[The Taoist Priest who was so angry with his disciples] entered the live broadcast room.

Afterwards, Feng Song had his first barrage of the day.

"Why are you wearing a bandit mask? How unbecoming it is!!!!"

The other party used four exclamation points to express his inner anger.

Feng Song couldn't help but think of her master who had been hung up on countless times recently. She touched her face and cleared her throat. The iron piece under her tongue made her voice rough.

"This mask was given by my daughter. It is a symbol of mystery."

[The Taoist Master who was so angry with his disciples]: Take a look at Conan when you have time, don’t just be a father! These are masks only used by murderers!

[The Taoist Priest who was so angry with his disciples]:***!

This Taoist priest's message made Feng Song's eyes irritate, but these asterisks are very soulful. Her master spoke in this tone. Every time he broke the precepts, he would curse twice, and then he would say -

[The Taoist Priest who was so angry with his disciples]: Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, my disciples are angry with me.

When I saw this, I realized that it was right, Master was right!

Then, here comes the problem!

How come Master can see her as soon as she goes live online?

Feng Song didn't say anything, and casually clicked on the homepage of this [Taoist Priest who was so angry with his disciples]. He didn't know what to do when he clicked on the other person's collection, and Feng Song raised his eyebrows.

"This Taoist priest, I didn't expect that you are still a sea king!"

[Taoist Master who was so angry with his disciples]: What is the Sea King?

Feng Song touched the masked face of Conan's man in black. With the somewhat obscene expression on the mask, she looked like a murderer with evil intentions. If her voice was deliberately low and hoarse, it would sound even more suspicious.

Feng Song said, "You are the King of the Sea! You think about how to catch fish every day! Wouldn't you use the money your apprentice gave you to buy a fishing rod?"

[The Taoist Priest who was so angry with his disciples]: How could it be possible?! I am not that kind of Taoist Priest.

Feng Song smiled and said, "Buy it. Your apprentice gives you money, and he must want you to live a good life. Just like my son and daughter, I cook for them, and they give me gold coins, helping each other, and having fun."

"

[Taoist Master who was so angry with his disciples]: You are such a good father...

This "good dad" must be in quotation marks.

Feng Song couldn't see the invisible quotation marks at all. What else was she trying to say? More than thirty people suddenly rushed into the live broadcast room.

The barrage started again.

[Sister Yun]: With six children! It’s not easy!

[Mother of Three Pregnant Women]: I didn’t expect that there are still good men in this world!

[Please respect single mothers]: Can men really take care of babies?!

[Lao Wang’s little baby]: Looking at him, he looks a bit suspicious!

[Mr. Li’s mother]: What are you selling?

[eyelash mother]: You really have six children. Where is the child’s mother?

Feng Song looked at the IDs of these people and was a little confused for a moment. When he hesitated, the number of people in the live broadcast room began to increase, and someone else started talking.

[Sister Yun]: By the way, where is the child’s mother?! The child’s mother doesn’t care about the child?!

[Women must strengthen themselves]: Did the child’s mother get angry and run away?!

[Xinxin]: My ex-husband is like this. After the divorce, he insisted on taking the children away, but he didn’t care if he took them away!

[Oops]: My ex-husband is the same. I gave him two sons and he wants to leave!

[Lucky Four Leaf Clover]: Do you all have the same ex-husband?

[Noisy Strawberry]: My three children follow my ex-husband, but they all kiss me!

[Huitong Xiaorong]: Children still have to stay with their mother. If there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather!

Feng Song:......

Something feels wrong!

Why are they still chatting after the barrage?

Feng Song ate the melon for half an hour while watching, and she subconsciously glanced at the live broadcast room label——

"Here, I'm a fortune teller, how come I'm classified into emotional gossip?!"
Chapter completed!