fictionpage Chapter 143 That's fucking going to school!
Chapter 143 That's fucking going to school!
Chapter 143 That's fucking going to school!
The situation ultimately did not develop in the worst possible way.
Mr. and Mrs. Feng only stopped their activities for a short while before resuming their recovery.
The icicle pierced the area, hissing and emitting cold air, freezing the exposed internal structures stiff.
The drifting frost occasionally revealed glimpses of Feng Jue's painful past.
Fortunately, Bai Hui couldn't see any of these things, and the simple lines couldn't present such a complex situation.
As they recover, their understanding is naturally temporarily altered—after all, the Heart Demon itself shares the same origin as ghost stories.
"Xiao Jue, your dad and I work so hard, isn't it all for %&；*————"
"Xiao Jue, if you study hard now, you'll be sitting in an office later."
"Without you, you wouldn't be where you are today —"
Once you get married, our mission will be complete —
Loss of voice, rare phase.
The two pseudo-humans seemed to have a cognitive disorder, causing their physical form and behavior to change extremely rapidly in a very short period of time.
His back was hunched yet straight, his face aged yet youthful, his temples gray yet jet black —
Give me the house.
Unable to bear watching any longer, Bai Hui took the room bag from the stunned Feng Jue, and then, while the two fake people were still changing, he opened the room bag and kicked them both inside.
"Go inside!"
With this, Feng Jue's problem was finally put to rest.
In fact, these fake people or ghost stories are not very powerful in combat.
This thing only possesses its highest combat power when facing its own children.
Therefore, as the bound one, Feng Jue could not completely break free from their control until he truly came of age, had a job, and could truly support himself.
Even if they resist, their perception will be severely distorted, and then countless warm memories of their past family will keep flashing back.
Then, these warm, flashback memories will influence the values and morals that Feng Jue developed over more than ten years of learning and growth.
In the end, Feng Jue will either give up resistance, burn himself out to consume a lot of guilt, commit suicide, or be beaten to death!
Therefore, Feng Jue cannot do this on his own; he simply cannot escape his family of origin on his own.
We can only rely on external forces.
So he summoned Bai Hui.
Theoretically, this kind of thing isn't very dangerous, since this is inside the city, and even if there are strange tales and fake people, they are all within an acceptable range.
There is some risk, but it's not high.
Although there were some minor mishaps during the process, the result was still good.
Bai Hui weighed the bag in his hand. The two fake people inside had done their best to provide for it, which brought the somewhat wilted bag back to life.
Of course, this is just a cognitive illusion.
The house itself is a portable house.
But firstly, a house shouldn't be portable; a portable one is a tent. Secondly, a house won't have much vitality—at most, it'll just have some sense of life.
Therefore, there is no need to delve into it further.
"Two good-for-nothings, wake up one day and they're suddenly the parents who have worked so hard, and they even dare to dictate a brand new future with their failed lives? Heh heh, interesting—"
Bai Hui forced a smile.
The bag is now in normal working order.
Moreover, Feng Jue doesn't have to pay anything; at least until the two fake humans inside burn out, Feng Jue can use it normally.
Its nine-room layout also ensures that unless Feng Jue makes intentional contact, the two will not actually meet.
Holy crap!!!
At this moment, Yu Zongcai, who had been in a daze, suddenly came to his senses, subconsciously wiped the drool from his chin, and exclaimed in horror, "Was there a ghost story just now?!"
It's one thing to drag me into this, but Xiaolian is completely innocent!
Why didn't you call the police in such a dangerous situation?!
Bai Hui gave him a look as if he were looking at an idiot: "How can you call the police? That's just a parent's nonsense. They can produce 'legal' identification in any situation. Calling the police is like taking a lifeline for you!"
Feng Jue looked at Yu Zong and grinned maliciously: "You're right, second in the grade."
And if you hadn't given in, things wouldn't have escalated to that point just now—”
"Now—" Yu Zong knew he was in the wrong and didn't dare to argue, but even so, he was still worried about Yu Lian and said, "Xiao Lian won't—"
"Don't worry, Brother Zong."
Li Youmo patted Yu Zong on the shoulder and comforted him, "With me here, I won't let anything happen to Yu Lian."
I've already called you brother, our relationship is practically family, how is it any different? How could I just stand by and watch you get into trouble?
Upon hearing this, Yu Zong immediately recalled that Li Youmo seemed to have been unaffected and had even provided a very effective assist to some extent!
In addition, his status as the principal's grandson —
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Youye—my good brother!"
Yu Zong breathed a slight sigh of relief, but he was still not completely at ease.
He looked at Bai Hui and Feng Jue, hesitated slightly, and then said, "Um—this was my fault, and I apologize to you. If it causes any follow-up effects because of me, I will try my best to make amends. I'm even willing to face the ghost stories directly!"
But—if Xiaolian encounters any danger, and I—could you please—
Yu Zong stammered.
It sounded like he was making a request to everyone present, but his eyes were fixed on Bai Hui.
Bai Hui glanced at Li Youye, then said, "Alright, we've been through life and death together, why bring up that stuff? We're brothers!"
"Thanks!"
Yu Zonglue said with a sense of relief.
Then he hesitated for a moment and tentatively asked, "By the way, Bai Hui, what you said before, that should be one of the reasons why you became stronger, right?"
Can you promise me one thing? That is—don't take my sister with you—
"Go where?" Bai Hui asked, puzzled.
"It's like this—one adult, forty-odd minors, hypnosis—or something like that."
Li Youyan couldn't hold back and slapped Yu Zong on the back of the head: "He was talking about going to school!"
"Huh?!" Yu Zong was taken aback.
This is about going to school?!
"Hahahahaha!"
Having resolved a major concern, Feng Jue couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Li Youmo also found it amusing and laughed along with him.
Bai Hui's eyes were vacant, yet a slight smile played on his lips.
Although Yu Zong was a little embarrassed, he was caught up in the atmosphere and started scratching his head and chuckling.
And then, a joyful atmosphere filled the room.
With such a harmonious atmosphere, Feng Jue suggested that since everyone hadn't eaten well earlier, and they were already there, it wouldn't hurt to have a proper meal at his place.
Fortunately, his family still had a lot of ingredients.
Li Youmo's expression changed, and he hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
So the next day.
Feng Jue then approached He Qing and Bai Hui, hoping they could do part-time work together.