134: Shooting oneself in the foot, a sack on the roadside.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, the toothbrush on the sink vibrated and fell into the basin, and the scissors in his palm could barely penetrate!

A hint of joy flashed in Chen Beixuan's eyes.

Aside from a slight sensation, he felt no pain, and the panel showed no blood loss notification.

He had truly hardened!

Cough...

His body had truly hardened!

Hmm... it still sounds ambiguous...

Never mind, it's not important.

He had used his full strength, yet his palm was completely unharmed; his defense was truly astonishing.

The effect was even stronger than he had imagined!

"Let's try something else."

Chen Beixuan's heart stirred, and he prepared to go to the kitchen to get a knife to test the upper limit of his hardness.

But as soon as he opened the door, he saw Xiao Lu standing at the entrance wearing giraffe pajamas, holding a roll of newspaper in her arms, and her other small hand raised in mid-air, clearly intending to knock on the door.

She lowered her small hand, stuffed the newspaper into Chen Beixuan's hand, and smiled, baring her tiny teeth.

"Grandpa, this newspaper is for you. The TV said tearing newspaper helps you get better faster. You need to get well soon~"

Chen Beixuan held the newspaper, looking confused, and scratched his head, saying,

"Xiao Lu, what are you talking about? What gets better faster?"

"Oh, Grandpa, don't worry about it. Xiao Lu will take good care of you. There's plenty of newspaper."

Xiao Lu, playfully, pushed him back into the room, forcing him to get into bed and rest.

"Grandpa, you used to tell Xiao Lu stories, now Xiao Lu will tell them to you, okay?"

Chen Beixuan looked helpless, completely unaware of what Xiao Lu was up to.

However, he cooperated fully, lying in bed, listening to Xiao Lu's story with a smile on his face.

"A long, long time ago... there was a brave knight named Grey Wolf, who, to rescue Lazy Goat, repeatedly entered the evil Sheep Village and fought fiercely with the evil sheep. He possessed an indomitable spirit, and every time he failed, he would shout that phrase..."

"Hmm... Grandpa, do you still remember what it was?"

Xiao Lu looked at him with genuine anticipation.

Chen Beixuan wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, his brain working rapidly.

Were the stories he used to tell really that abstract?

This was truly shooting himself in the foot...

But that phrase was a classic among classics; he wouldn't forget it.

He coughed twice lightly, and tentatively said,

"Cough... Is it... 'I will definitely be back?'"

"Wrong!"

Xiao Lu corrected him decisively.

"It should be: 'Orcs! Never slaves! Knightly spirit never dies!'"

Chen Beixuan was dumbfounded.

Good heavens!

Did I really say that before?

He only remembered making up many stories back then, interspersing them with various famous quotes and maxims, hoping to subtly impart knowledge to Xiao Lu.

Now, looking back, what on earth was he talking about back then!

But thinking about it, it was true; at that time, his only pleasure was to re-process the content about his previous life in his mind and tell it to Xiao Lu.

It was also because Xiao Lu was willing to listen to his stories.

That's how he got through that period of depression and suicidal thoughts, slowly accepted reality, and took on the responsibility of being a grandfather.

Recalling it now, the memories were still vivid, but he had forgotten the specific contents of the stories he told.

After all, when he made them up, they just came naturally, and he never expected to be questioned about them one day.

Xiao Lu looked at Chen Beixuan's dumbfounded expression and shook her head like an adult.

He could forget such a heartwarming story; it seemed Grandpa was quite ill...

The TV said that tearing newspaper was only one aspect; telling more stories from the past and letting the elderly reminisce was also a form of treatment.

Don't worry, Grandpa, Xiao Lu will take good care of you.

Xiao Lu thought to herself.

"It's okay, Grandpa, you told me many other stories too, let's go through them one by one, like Ultraman fighting Wolverine, Little Red Riding Hood tricking the Seven Dwarfs, Pinocchio's nose growing in the wrong place, blah blah blah, you'll remember them eventually!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Beixuan instantly shifted from sitting upright to a 'Ge You slouch,' on the verge of tears.

He seemed to have found the source of Xiao Lu's skewed personality...

I'm truly damned...

......

At the same moment Xiao Lu was telling Chen Beixuan stories.

A black commercial van stopped in an uninhabited suburban area, casually threw out a sack, and then turned around and drove away.

The sack seemed to have been woken up by the fall and began to squirm continuously.

However, the rope was tied too tightly, and after struggling for a long time, it couldn't get out, so it simply lay still.

After a short while, a bald fishing enthusiast, who had just finished night fishing and was preparing to go home, rode past on his motorcycle.

Seeing the sack by the roadside, his heart instantly thumped.

He braked and stopped far away, rubbing his eyes hard.

Anyone who likes fishing knows that fishermen can catch anything but fish.

Various bizarre or terrifying fragments of human experiences have also been encountered by some.

So, he was particularly sensitive to items like sacks or suitcases.

The bald man scratched a mosquito bite on his head, mentally exclaiming how eerie it was.

He hoped he hadn't stumbled upon something today.

Pondering, he pulled out his fishing rod, extending it section by section, and poked at the sack.

But to his surprise, after only two pokes, the sack began to twist violently!

And faintly emitted 'hmm hmm' sounds!

"Oh my goodness! It's alive!"

The bald man was startled, his face turning a bit pale.

Then, mustering his courage, he poked it two more times, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully...

That sound... it seemed to be a person!

Confirming it wasn't some strange creature, the bald man breathed a sigh of relief and hurried forward to untie the rope at the mouth of the bag.

After pulling the person out, he exclaimed in surprise, clicking his tongue in wonder.

It turned out that he, too, was bald.

He twisted the sock out of his mouth, his expression distorted, and asked with concern,

"Buddy, how are you? What happened?"

"Do you need me to call the police for you?"

At this moment, Chen Fan was incredibly haggard and miserable. The immense pressure and torment had caused his hair to fall out completely, unable to bear the burden. His stubble, unshaven for several days, was caked with vomit, making him almost look like a wild man.

Two heavy dark circles hung on his face, his eyes devoid of light.

Hearing the bald man's question,

He seemed to have triggered some switch, shaking his head like a rattle drum!

"No, no... don't call the police, absolutely don't call the police!"

The cold air entering his lungs cleared Chen Fan's mind considerably.

He was scared, truly scared.

Even if he called the police, what then?

They could still retaliate against him once the commotion died down.

For a small fry like him, being alive and back was already a blessing...

Seeing him like this, the bald man thought about it and agreed. Calling the police would mean he'd have to give a statement, which was troublesome. Since the other person didn't ask, he didn't insist.

After helping to untie the ropes on his hands and feet, he prepared to ride away.

At this moment, Chen Fan tremblingly requested,

"Could you... give me a ride?"

The bald man glanced at him, thought for a moment, and asked,

"Where to?"

"South Lake Garden, I live there."

"It's on the way, get on..."

Accompanied by a roar, exhaust fumes poured out, and the small motorcycle gradually sped away...

......

South Lake Garden.

"Again?"

A deep, masculine voice sounded.

The flush on Liu Ruyun's face gradually faded, and she gave him a side-eye, pushing him away with her jade hand.

"You should wash up and leave quickly, my husband could come back any time."

The man chuckled as he put on his clothes, stood up, walked to her, and pinched her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.

"Last night... you didn't say that..."

Liu Ruyun's face flushed slightly, and she swat his hand away irritably, scolding him playfully.

"Don't mention it again, we're both adults, let's not affect each other's families. You should leave quickly, I keep feeling uneasy..."

"Alright, as you wish."

The man drew out his words, his face full of indulgence.

But as soon as he had his pants on, he suddenly heard a knock on the door from outside!

Knock knock knock!

The two exchanged glances, and cold sweat instantly trickled down Liu Ruyun's back...