bookrandom Chapter 157
Chapter 157
The birds and beasts were startled and scattered, leaving Fugui lying sprawled on the withered leaves, gazing at the moon with teary eyes.
The moonlight was bright, but it couldn't illuminate the gloom in Fugui's heart.
The noble otherworldly raccoon was bullied by a mere cultivator; it was truly unfair to a cat.
Unfortunately, humans and cats do not share the same joys and sorrows.
At this moment, Chen An leaned against the mattress, holding a storybook half a finger thick in his hand, his brows furrowed, and then suddenly laughed out loud.
Fu Gui lay there for a full half hour, but instead of Chen An coming to find him, Tank arrived.
Tank couldn't bear to see his older brother so heartbroken, so he imitated Chen An's expression and described Chen An's actions, vividly portraying the heartless master.
It is determined to successfully sow discord and thus become Chen An's favorite spirit beast.
The tank's somewhat clumsy performance gradually overlapped with Chen An's actions of chasing after it and mocking it.
Fu Gui grew angrier the more he looked at the tank. After earnestly advising it not to trust humans, he went to the market alone, his eyes filled with tears.
With so many storybooks, surely it's not the only one that's bullied.
Fu Gui deliberately chose to visit places with the names of acquaintances, especially those containing the characters "Chen An," not for any other reason than revenge.
After a whole day of picking and choosing, Fugui returned to Yihe Sect, and the first thing he did was to go into seclusion.
However, while others secluded themselves for cultivation, he spent his days and nights reading storybooks.
No matter how many times those words circled around its head, Fugui insisted on circling the parts related to Chen'an with a red pen.
When the time was right, Fugui, who was engrossed in his studies, proudly raised his head, grinned exaggeratedly, and exhaled a sigh of relief.
"A super villain that everyone hates, still wants to ride on my head."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fugui muttered and repeated it again.
"A super villain that everyone hates."
In its memory, Chen An was hateful, but not so much that everyone hated him. Why did it come to such a conclusion?
The momentum from before stopped mid-air, and Fugui sorted himself out.
In the storybook, Chen An is wicked, outrageously wicked.
Forcing couples apart and abusing subordinates are commonplace.
Even worse, some fabricated stories that Chen An arbitrarily destroyed small and medium-sized sects, cooked and ate young children, and slaughtered cultivators, all for a moment's pleasure.
Stories may exaggerate, but if all the stories say that Chen An is a bad person, then everyone will see Chen An as a bad person.
Fu Gui picked up the book in front of him and held it neatly in his arms.
After taking two or three steps, it scattered two or three books, hurriedly picked them up with its tail, and stumbled out the door.
When they arrived at Chen'an's house, she was still resting.
Fu Gui kicked the door open and squeezed inside.
After finally reaching Chen An, his view was completely blocked by the book.
With difficulty, it turned its head and saw Chen An lazily getting up, watching its disheveled appearance as if it were watching a show.
This is hardly the demeanor of a clan leader.
Fu Gui, frustrated and disappointed, threw all the books onto the bed.
"It's been so long, who upset you again that you came to me so early in the morning to complain?" Chen An glanced at the mountain of books and teased Fu Gui, staring at the dark circles under his eyes.
Fugui used his tail to curl up a book and handed it to Chen An: "You still have the nerve to laugh at me? Do you know what everyone thinks of you?"
"Hmm, probably a great hero who saves the world." Chen An clicked his tongue, casually took the book Fu Gui handed him and put it beside him, waving his hand casually, "Actually, it's nothing. After all, his strength is there. Saving the cultivation continent is something he can't avoid even if he wants to."
Fu Gui was speechless. He talked to Chen An and said that he often felt inferior because of his lack of self-confidence.
"Hey, hey, hey, didn't you read Li Xing Shuo's book?"
Fu Gui widened his eyes, leaned close to Chen An and stared into her eyes, then grabbed her shoulders and shook her forcefully.
It curled up the book with its tail, placed it on her lap, and tapped it twice with great seriousness.
Chen An lightly touched the book and asked with some disappointment, "You mean... I'm the villain?"
"Mmm." Fu Gui released his hands and nodded vigorously.
"Oh dear, everyone has their own opinion. It's okay if one or two people have it. Besides, I am the leader who dealt with the demonic cultivators. There are billions of people on the cultivation continent, and there must be some who can distinguish right from wrong."
Chen An took the books off his lap, carried the large stack to Fu Gui's house, and got up to tidy the bed.
Fugui disliked this silence. It looked at Chen'an and watched as Chen'an's movements became slower and slower, and felt a pang of sadness in its heart.
"It's so annoying. I just got some rest and now this is happening again."
The bed was kicked in two. When Fu Gui looked again, Chen An was standing with her hands on her hips, staring straight ahead as if there was a real enemy in front of her.
Fu Gui left the room only after Chen An calmed down, bitterly repaired the bed, and read the stories that smeared him.
After the sun set, Fugui and Tank sneaked into the house.
Chen An lay on the repaired bed, covering his face with a book, breathing evenly.
Fugui transformed into his beast form and lay down on a chair.
Before anyone could see, Tank had already removed the script from Chen An's face and was staring at Chen An with sincere and innocent eyes.
In the quiet room, every movement was exceptionally noticeable.
The sound of paper being squeezed is not pleasant.
Fugui darted behind the tank, grabbed its neck by the scruff of its neck, and pulled it out the door.
The two beasts had only taken two steps when they heard an excessively hearty laugh coming from behind them.
"You don't think I cried, do you?"
Fu Gui felt inexplicably guilty and tried to run away, but was picked up and carried around the waist.
Upon seeing this, the tank immediately transformed back into its beast form, its four not-so-long legs began to dig at the ground with all its might, but its tail was held tightly by the person behind it, so it could only paddle in place.
"I thought I was a great hero. It's true what they say, being a hero isn't easy," Chen An sighed softly. The two beasts calmed down by then.
She had only sneaked into Chen An's room; it wasn't like she hadn't done it before.
They all turned around in unison, their pupils dilated.
That harmless look made Chen An's scalp tingle.
"You two, act normally. This sudden change makes me reasonably suspect that you've gotten into trouble again."
Fu Gui snorted, his face full of disdain.
"How about this is normal?" Tank's deep, honest voice chuckled as he turned, his tail knocking over the table.
The teapot and water cups rolled down, making a clattering sound that wasn't very pleasant.
When the sound ended, Chen An bent down, picked up the surviving tea set, and replied in a low voice, "That was normal just now."
When she finished cleaning up and looked up again, the one who had caused the trouble had already been taken away by its older brother.
Chen An pushed open the door and took a deep breath. The autumn wind blew across her face, and the chill lingered in her arms, like drinking a pot of lukewarm yellow wine.
The moonlight was hidden behind the clouds, making the night exceptionally dark.
The crimson dress was hidden in the darkness, less eye-catching than in the sunlight, but still barely visible.