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Chapter 140 Feng Jue's Family Banquet

Chapter 140 Feng Jue's Family Banquet

Seeing that Tan Xing had fallen into a long silence, not only not replying for a long time, but also manipulating the Earthly Fiend Yuan Power to cover his ears with soil and stones, and that the yield per mu had subtly increased further, Bai Hui curled his lips.

"When faced with a difficult question, he falls silent."

He then glanced at He Qing on the other side.

This girl clearly values ​​this job; even if she can't stay long-term, she doesn't want to waste her two days of holiday working.

They work very hard.

There is no doubt that strange tales or some kind of bizarre logic exist in this place, which will continuously pollute people's reason and cognition.

Bai Hui then ignored her, silently pondering the strange tales of the place and trying to glean some insights through the long tongue and bizarre logic, while shifting his focus back to another matter.

"Why are you all here too?"

Downstairs at Feng Jue's house, Bai Hui looked at Yu Zong and Li Youmo with some confusion.

Li Youmo explained, "Brother Zong heard that Feng Jue's parents are both imposters, and since Feng Jue is in the same class as Yu Lian, he was worried that this would endanger Yu Lian in the future, so he came with me to help out."

Yu Zong snorted coldly: "That's right, I don't care what you and your classmates are like! But if there's any possibility of harming my sister, then that's unacceptable!"

Bai Hui was surprised.

Li Youmo secretly transmitted his voice: "I was also worried about you, Brother Hui, so I came to see if there was anything I could do to help."

"Besides, I can't rush into integrating into Yu Lian's family—by the way, Brother Hui, I also told Yu Zong that we could take this opportunity to learn more about your abilities. You won't blame me, will you?"

"Since you've already done it, what can I say?"

Bai Hui didn't take it seriously. After exchanging words, he said, "Alright then, let's go together. But I can't guarantee you'll be able to get into Feng Jue's house."

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Li Youmo said nonchalantly, "I know the rules. I'm the principal's grandson, so signing up and having a meal is a piece of cake."

Yu Zong seemed to have roughly learned about the situation on his way here, and sneered, "I'm second in the grade, his fake parents have no reason to stop me!"

"Too----"

Bai Hui thought for a moment, then transmitted his voice to Li Youmo: "Speaking of which, pseudo-humans seem to be quite common, don't they? Is it normal for such beings to exist?"

"I suppose so — the appearance of a pseudo-human is generally when a person has given up hope of living and is taken over by some kind of strange tale."

At this point, the person is actually already dead, but the body is still moving, which is why a false person will stubbornly stick to their own ideas.

Oh, by the way, I also heard that there are some hidden rules in the process of becoming a pseudo-human, which is divided into three stages:

The first stage is when the heart stops beating and breathing ceases; this is death in the physiological sense.

The second stage is burial, which represents death in a social sense.

The third stage is when even the last person who remembers you forgets your existence—this is when you truly die.

Most fake people stop between the first and second stages.

Since their bodies are already dead, they will gradually decay over time. However, if they are invaded by ghost stories, they may try to delay the decay of their physical bodies.

Bai Hui recalled the details described in Ji Mutong's personal information and asked again, "Can that fake person be reborn?"

"Normally it wouldn't work, but our Great Xia has had the saying of 'corpse resurrection' since ancient times, so if certain conditions are met, it seems that it's not impossible for someone who has died to come back to life."

However, the conditions are very demanding; it's basically a miracle.

"I see—"

The two chatted casually, but their expressions remained unchanged. The three of them quietly entered the building, arrived at the floor where Feng Jue lived, and knocked on his door.

"Bai Hui, what's wrong with you guys?!"

When Feng Jue opened the door and saw Bai Hui, he was initially relieved, but then he was stunned when he saw Yu Zong and Li Youyan behind Bai Hui.

He didn't give us any advance notice!

The number of people has exceeded the limit!

"Hmph! Instead of studying properly, you spend all your time on useless socializing! You're still a student, what's the point of having so many friends!"

Will they be able to help you with your exam?

Feng's father's sarcastic voice followed closely behind Feng Jue, ringing out behind him before Feng could say anything.

He appeared behind Feng Jue as if he were walking on the steps of an emperor, his face grim.

Li Youmo was prepared for this. He took out his phone, showed a photo of himself with his grandfather, and said with a grin, "Hello, Uncle. My name is Li Youye. My grandfather is the principal of our No. 1 Middle School."

"Oh, it's Li Youye! Please come in, please come in, hehehe—Xiao Jue, you should have invited you to come over sooner."

The gloom on Mr. Feng's face instantly melted away like ice and snow, revealing a clearly ingratiating smile.

These hypocrites exhibit a marked change in attitude when faced with individuals of significantly higher social status.

If they can even exchange a few words, they might mistakenly believe that they've managed to build some kind of relationship with the person in question.

After greeting Li Youmo with a smile, Feng's father reverted to his previous stern expression and looked at Yu Zong: "And who are you? Why aren't you staying home and studying during your holiday? Why are you out visiting other people's homes?"

Did you know that holidays are the perfect time for students like you to work hard, improve yourselves, and surpass others?

During the college entrance examination, it's like thousands of soldiers crossing a single-plank bridge; improving by just one point can eliminate a thousand people!

You're wasting your time right now; how can you face your parents?

It seemed that this was the first time Yu Zong had encountered a parent like this. His face stiffened upon hearing this, but fortunately, he was prepared. He took out his report card from his pocket and said, "Uncle, I am second in my grade at our school."

"Oh, it's Yu Zong! Please come in, please come in. Ah, my Xiao Jue should learn more from good students like you!"

At this moment, Mr. Feng perfectly exemplified the phrase "arrogant at first, obsequious at second."

The three people:

Feng Jue felt a cold sweat running down his back. He had no means of communication and was naturally unaware that Li Youmo and the others had come on a whim.

"Even before entering the door, a judgment had already been triggered."

Fortunately, the result was good, and everyone was able to enter the house smoothly.

At Feng Jue's home, his mother was cooking, while his father sat on the sofa with one leg crossed, seemingly asking about the students' studies at school and Feng Jue's usual behavior.

Of the three who came, besides Yu Zong, Bai Hui and Li Youmo, although they hadn't reviewed the script beforehand, answered each other fluently thanks to their usual tacit understanding.

However, during the process, Feng's father would occasionally exert some pressure on Feng Jue with his eyes or a few words.

Under pressure, the latter got up and went to the kitchen to help, only to be criticized again.

As Yu Zong stayed there, he felt increasingly constrained, and his perception was unconsciously distorted.

Suddenly, Mr. Feng asked, "Yu Zong—what does your family do?"

Without thinking, Yu Zong blurted out, "Uncle, my parents work in another city. It's just me and my sister at home—"

live----"

Upon hearing this, Bai Hui and Li Youmo's expressions changed drastically.

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