The usual meaning of fear is generally something that makes people feel dangerous and uncomfortable. Except for a few weirdos, this is the case for most people.
It's just that the degree of danger and discomfort varies depending on each person's psychological tolerance.
Sharp things pose a certain threat to ordinary people, but under non-extreme circumstances, almost everyone can avoid this avoidable threat.
But some people with persecution paranoia, once they fall into it, cannot extricate themselves and will be entangled by it. They always feel that as soon as they see these things, the next moment these sharp things will stab their most vulnerable parts, such as their eyes and Throat.
If it is not effectively treated, it will become a lifelong fear. Whether it is mild or severe, and whether it will develop from mild to severe, varies from person to person.
Gu Sen was very afraid of war and the flash of swords in the cold weapon era. This reminder came from the leader's mouth. It was originally relatively obscure and even traceless, but it had already set a flag in Feng Yan's heart. Gu Sen This person has been labeled with persecution phobia. The source of Gu Sen's psychological shadow is probably related to the battlefield, or to knives or swords.
Then, when Feng Yan searched for the iron sign, he started brainstorming like lightning. It turned out that Gu Sen's fear was not war, but the thing that triggered his fear was the light and shadow of swords on the battlefield.
The chilling battlefield and the feeling of not knowing whether he was still alive the next second were all caused by these cold weapons. Gu Sen blamed all this on the cold weapons, so he began to feel very afraid of the cold weapons in his heart, and along with it Also developed a fear of all sharp things.
When the iron sign appeared, Feng Yan figured out these key points. These clues were like threads of threads. Feng Yan only needed to think a little more to understand them all.
The difficulty of this puzzle lies in whether the player's extended thinking is too broad and whether the imagination is big enough. If it is limited by the environment and items such as war, swords, swords, and iron signs, then not only will the real answer not be found, but it will also be very difficult. Easily confused.
However, these were not affected at all by Feng Yan.
Feng Yan briefly communicated the above speculation with the audience in the live broadcast room through oral narration. Of course, he said it to himself.
"You are a dog, right? Can you guess this?"
"Mental patients have broad thinking, and 2b young people have more joy."
"You can't afford to offend him. His mind is big enough and his associations are rich enough."
After Gu Sen's death, Feng Yan once again felt darkness around him. The next second, he regained consciousness. This time he appeared in a warm cabin. The room was filled with fragrance, and the sun was shining brightly outside the window. Through the light outside, It is not difficult to judge that it should be noon at this moment. Combined with the aroma of food in the room, it is not difficult to judge that it should be lunch time.
Sitting in front of Feng Yan was a child, about four or five years old, looking at Feng Yan immaturely. Unsurprisingly, Feng Yan recognized at a glance that this kid was also one of the three priests. There was some movement in the kitchen behind him. Someone should be busy preparing meals.
"Dad, what are you having for lunch today?"
Feng Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said with a kind look: "Be good, my eldest son."
The barrage in the live broadcast room is out of control.
"23333, this bastard, takes advantage of the npc."
"Haha, Madman Yan is getting into the act in no time."
"There is no sense of disobedience. Sister, where did you bastard get such a natural and fatherly smile, 2333?"
Feng Yan saw that the child was in a daze after listening to his Chinese conversation. He looked at the wooden bowl in front of the child's table and found that it had Eber written on it. He continued: "Heber, what do you want to eat?"
Heber mentioned the topic related to eating as soon as he opened his mouth. Feng Yan judged that most of the fear of this naughty child was related to eating, but once the fear was linked to eating, it would be difficult to judge.
But it doesn’t have to be as complicated as you think. Things like the food you don’t like to eat must not be used as a point of fear. You must be afraid when you think about it, lose your temper when you see it, or even cause more or less physical discomfort. Talent can serve as a point of fear.
There was a lot of food like that. Since the npc spoke first, Feng Yan would of course have to pry something out of his mouth.
Heber said happily: "I want to eat chicken, duck, beef, and pork. As long as it is meat, I like to eat it."
Feng Yan said: "Then what don't you like to eat?"
Heber frowned and said, "Dad, why do you ask me that? Don't you know what I don't like to eat?"
Feng Yan opened his mouth and said with a ferocious look: "What nonsense are you talking about? Just say whatever I ask you. You don't study well, and you don't look at other people's children. Why do you have so many?"
Excerpts from live broadcast room barrage.
"Damn it, this kid can flip out faster than he can flip through a book."
"After all, we're not our biological children (face covering)."
"On that day, the children again remembered the fear of being dominated by other people's children."
Heber was frightened by Feng Yan, and subconsciously replied quickly: "The things I don't like to eat are: green vegetables, spinach, green peppers and leeks."
Feng Yan slapped the table and said, "You little bastard, you are extremely stupid. Do you know how much vegetables cost per pound now? They are almost catching up with the price of meat. Do you know how to be original and natural?"
Feng Yan's talk became more and more irrelevant, and the audience in the live broadcast room could hardly stand it anymore. At this time, the kitchen, which had been busy all day long, came out with dishes.
"Hans, what are you doing? Why are you scolding the child?"
The person speaking was a woman, relatively young. From this point of view, she should be Heber's mother, and Feng Yan played Heber's father, who is this woman's husband.
Feng Yan said sadly: "Darling, you don't know that this child needs to be taken care of."
Although it was still nonsense, Feng Yan had already begun to pay attention to the dishes brought out by the woman. This is a pot of vegetable soup, fragrant and rich.
When Heber saw the woman coming out, he burst into tears. The woman quickly coaxed Heber and said, "Good boy, stop crying. Your father is joking with you. Hans, why are you so crazy?"
Feng Yan said: "It's nothing, I just teach my children not to be picky eaters."
The woman said: "He's still young. He hasn't tried many things yet, and he can't eat many things yet. It would be dangerous if he eats them. Look, I didn't stew vegetable soup for lunch. I'll let him try it later. Drink a little, Heber is very sensible."
After listening to it, Feng Yan wrote down the key information in his mind and said, "I know Darling, is there anything else to cook?"
The woman stood up and said: "There are still a few things that the child likes to eat. Don't talk too much. Even quitting drinking and smoking has to be a process. You can't just let him eat meat and vegetables in one day. Let's slowly train him from today on." .”
After saying that, the woman entered the kitchen and soon brought out another pot. Feng Yan took a brief sniff and smelled it. What came out was fish soup.
Woman: "Now, let Heber have a taste of both soups today."
Heber immediately showed a curious expression and asked: "Mom, what is this?"
Feng Yan immediately interrupted: "My dear, are there any more dishes?"
Woman: “No more dear.”
Feng Yan shouted again: "The thing that Heber is afraid of is: fish."
