Backyard on Fire

Chapter 123 Backyard on Fire

"Zhang Chen? You're finally back! Sister Bai and Sister Han Su..."

"Calm down, calm down. Wipe your mouth before you talk to me."

"Oops... I just ate some ice cream, I ate it too fast, let me wipe it..."

In her haste, Xiao Shuyao wiped her mouth with her sleeve, but ended up wiping the saliva around her mouth, which then leaked out mixed with drool.

"...Don't just wipe it; swallow what's in your mouth. Won't it just get dirtier if you wipe while you're eating?"

Seriously, how come there's ice cream... Just how much stock did Tushan Hansu have in stock?

No, why is he always being exploited?

Zhang Chen had been busy all night, explaining a lot to tide tide Jiang, which left him a bit traumatized. Now, seeing scenes like this, where something is exposed, easily triggers his PTSD.

He and Yuan You were busy for a long time in the morning, tidying up for half a day, but they didn't get it clean. Zhang Chen was furious and couldn't hold back any longer, so he started tidying up again.

He will never forget that scene, and Shen Nianxi probably won't forget it either—even though Xixi-chan has gone back, she can still feel it, right?

The more I think about this concept, the more bizarre it becomes. If I really want to continue this, I'll have to ask Shen Nianxi if she's free, otherwise this synesthesia and remote sensing...

Like a controller...

If Xixi is busy and Zhang Chen logs in as well, trying to control things remotely could easily lead to problems.

"Is it ready now?" Xiao Shuyao gulped down a mouthful of her drink, as if to make herself feel better.

"...Reluctantly, what happened? You said they..."

"They started fighting." At this moment, Su Qinghe, who was sketching the calico cat nearby, blurted out, "Pulling hair, slapping, slapping..."

"It's that serious?!" Zhang Chen was taken aback.

"None of that happened," Su Qinghe sighed.

"That's alright then."

"But they wanted to see who could eat more. They emptied your refrigerator, and the two of them ate until their stomachs were bloated and they had to go to the toilet to vomit for half an hour."

"and then?"

"They flew away, but they'll probably still fight. Shuyao and I saw them starting to pull each other's tails."

Sure, that's weird. Pulling the tail is more aesthetically pleasing than pulling the hair.

"Miss Hansu has more tails, so she's temporarily at a disadvantage." Seeing that she had no chance to speak, Xiao Shuyao simply started eating her ice cream again.

Since the refrigerator has been emptied out, we can't waste the little bit left.

"Zhang Chen, shouldn't you go and try to persuade them?"

"Me?" Zhang Chen pointed to himself.

"Otherwise what?" Xiao Shuyao frowned slightly. "When trouble breaks out in the home between wives, shouldn't the head of the household be the one to take charge?"

"No, I'm still single," Zhang Chen said. "Let's fight then. We'll become friends after a fight. It's bound to happen eventually."

"You can't just sit on the sidelines and watch the tigers fight, can you? Isn't that irresponsible...?"

"You don't understand."

Zhang Chen kicked the dozing off leader of the rats, who had neglected his post, and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, saying, "Women need to be shown favoritism. If I showed up and separated them, saying, 'Stop fighting,' they might stop for my sake."

"Isn't this a good thing?"

"That's too fair," Zhang Chen said, shaking his head.

"Squeak!" The rat boss, who had been kicked awake, cursed the scumbag.

"What they want is special treatment. After they've finished fighting, they're all feeling very upset. That's when I should show up and comfort them."

"For example, I would tell Bai Nuoyan that that vixen doesn't tell the truth at all, she has body odor, she's a crazy woman, and she can't compare to you."

"I'll tell Tu Shan Han Su that Hakimi is always panting and has hangnails on his tongue. He's so weird. He's not even half as intelligent and beautiful as you."

"That's how it works, you know? In the world of love and romance, you have to be considerate of the other person's feelings. Sincerity is the most important thing in a relationship."

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Upon hearing this, Xiao Shuyao and Su Qinghe exchanged glances and couldn't help but show disdain.

"Aren't you building up a powder keg? It'll explode eventually, won't it?"

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"Squeak! You beast!" The leader of the rats picked up a toy water gun and sprayed him with it. This fat rat could even speak a little human language.

However, like most people learning a foreign language, the first things they usually learn are swear words, and Rat Boss was no exception; all the words he learned were swear words.

"Aren't you an animal yourself?" Zhang Chen confiscated the water gun from its hand and sprayed it twice.

"Squeak?" The rat leader paused for a moment before realizing that he was indeed an animal.

Zhang Chen smiled and tossed the water gun to it.

Many of these rats already possessed considerable cultivation levels; Zhang Chen had even ground the Bitter Love Tree fruit into powder and shared it with them.

But none of the rats can transform into human form, and none of them are very intelligent; the rat leader still only has the intelligence of an elementary school student.

He then realized that even if a demon had enough cultivation, in addition to exchanging cultivation for the opportunity to take human form through the Bitter Love Tree, it also needed to be mentally mature enough and have a certain understanding of the human world in order to take human form.

But sometimes, like these mice, being happy every day without worries, having food, drink, and a home, and being immature is also a good thing.

Moreover, the Rat Boss now looks like Totoro, and you can't tell he's a rat at all. He's much better looking than before. If he were to actually transform into Mamba, he would be ruined.

It didn't matter that the two little rats were discovered during this trip of burning, killing, and looting, but the leader of the rats often ran outside. Fortunately, he disguised it with an invisible rat.

It's not that he's afraid of trouble, it's just that murder and arson are not exactly honorable things.

Unless those people are dissatisfied, and want to keep shouting in the sky, and want to come to his territory to act arrogantly, and never learn their lesson.

He made the rats restrain themselves and not kill him. After all, rats aren't very intelligent, and they don't know how to hold back when they fight. They might accidentally kill someone.

"By the way, Zhang Chen, as soon as Miss Han Su left, a lot of drones flew in the sky, and some birds came over and said that there was a very strange monk wandering around nearby..." Su Qinghe said.

"That's why we didn't dare to leave."

"Normal." Zhang Chen glanced at the sky and glared slightly.

"Bang bang bang..."

Suddenly, popcorn kernels exploded in the sky, and many fragments floated down. Before they even landed in the yard, the birds on the bitter love tree flapped their wings and blew the fragments away.

In an instant, the debris was wrapped by the wind, as if the wind itself had taken shape, and the boy, after the dust settled, was spotless.

It's like in a movie, where a chivalrous hero cleanly and efficiently defeats his enemy, then gracefully emerges from the smoke...

The two women had just covered their heads to hide when they saw that everything was fine, and they blinked in surprise.

"A young man in a blue robe..."

Su Qinghe murmured, for the first time gaining a concrete understanding of Zhang Chen's power. The paintbrush in her hand moved uncontrollably, rapidly sketching Zhang Chen's back...

"Meow?"

The calico cat that was painting her model meowed, noticing that Zhang Chen had been drawn on her cat's head.

"Sister Qinghe," Xiao Shuyao said, snapping out of her reverie, "why don't you live in Ning'an from now on?"

"I think this is a gift from fate," Xiao Shuyao said.

"Stay and take a look around. How can the stench of money in the capital compare to the integrity of this place?"

"Besides, Sister Qinghe, didn't you say that Zhang Chen, aside from his personal charm, is a failure as a husband? So you don't have the risk of falling in love with him."

"We'll just be bystanders. Given Xiaorou's experience, we're unlikely to get caught up in it, right?"

"..." Su Qinghe remained silent, glanced at the extra silhouette on the drawing paper, and quickly covered it with her hand.

"Um... just observing," she said hesitantly.

"You damn rat, come here! What were you doing yesterday? That bald monk is still circling around Ning'an. Beat him to a pulp today!"

The boy looked cool for only a couple of seconds before turning around and ordering the rats around like a gangster.

"Squeak!" The Rat Boss gave a colonel-style salute, put on his helmet, and prepared to attack.

Seeing this, Su Qinghe sighed again. Every time her heart was about to jump out of her chest, Zhang Chen would always pour cold water on her.

She couldn't help but recall her conversation with Jiang Rou the day before yesterday, in which she asked Jiang Rou, "Is it really a good thing to be someone's mistress?"

As a result, Jiang Rou asked in return:

Sister Qinghe, think about it, I don't even mind that Zhang Chen already has someone he likes...

Thinking of this, Su Qinghe couldn't hold back anymore. Although Jiang Rou said it was a joke, it made Su Qinghe realize that if she really fell for Zhang Chen's spell, she would be doomed for life.

"Brother, I couldn't find you when I called earlier, why are you only calling me now..."

Chen Jun hurried out of Ning'an's only upscale hotel. "I still have to meet with the judges. They're all literary bigwigs; I need to network with them..."

"Just go. That person shouldn't be far from you. Go tell him that the person he's looking for is at the matchmaking agency," Chen Tianhe's voice came.

"A matchmaking agency? Bro, did you hire someone for me? The old man I found yesterday was useless, bro, so you wanted me to..."

"Whom are you going to see?"

"Buddha's disciple."

"Really? Is it that monk who used to visit our house all the time? Bro, you're so good to me, managing to get such a ruthless person here. Could you ask him to put in a good word with those judges for me?"

"Stop talking nonsense and go!"

"Brother, where are your employees? Why do I have to go find them? Ning'an isn't small, and I don't know anyone here, how am I supposed to find them..."

"The drone was destroyed. I have no informants in Ning'an," Chen Tianhe said in a deep voice.

"Okay, bro... um? When did you start working on drones...?"

As Chen Jun was speaking, he suddenly walked around a corner and saw a round, half-meter-tall creature of unknown shape tying a bald man to the wall, delivering an elbow strike with its left hand and then another with its right...

"Squeak! Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

"Fuck Fuckman! Oh yeah Fuckman! Squeak squeak!"

If he wasn't mistaken, it was the voice of that non-human creature, and the bald man had been beaten to the ground, his already burned skin looking even more wretched.

"Brother, brother..." Chen Jun held his breath, lowering his voice as he hid behind the wall, "That Buddhist disciple, was he just burned?"

"Yes, you saw him?"

"Are your clothes also tattered and torn?"

"Hmm, let's make the most of him, squeeze out every last bit of value from him, and then tell him..."

"Bro, no, I feel like he's almost dead. He's being beaten up by some kind of weird thing..."

"What?"

"He's badly injured, really badly injured, brother! That monk is almost unconscious!"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then a hurried voice said, "Go! Forget everything else, damn it, run!"

"It's okay, bro. I'm wearing the amulet you gave me, and it didn't detect me..."

Before Chen Jun could finish speaking, he discovered that his phone had vanished into thin air.

Looking up, he saw that the unidentified creature had somehow climbed onto the GG sign above his head and snatched his phone.

"Manman?" The boss mouse humanely clipped the phone to its ear and made a phone call, just like a human.

"Chen Jun! What are you doing! Didn't you hear me tell you to run?!"

"Squeak squeak squeak!" When the boss mouse heard the word "airplane," it felt that its idol had been insulted, and it smashed the phone to pieces in anger.

Then, it stared at Chen Jun, who was so frightened that he had peed on the ground, and fanned itself with its nose in disgust.

"Squeak, squeak, there's a smell!"

The fat rat pulled a water gun out of its mouth, sprayed it twice at the monk, and then strode away with the monk's prayer beads in its hand.

Meanwhile, inside the restaurant, having not seen Chen Jun for a long time, the old man sitting in the main seat decided not to wait any longer and poured a glass of wine for the green-haired middle-aged man in front of him.

"Xiao Kui, why didn't your 'Harvest' magazine include any of that Chen family kid's books?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chung, it's not really to my taste. 'Harvest' has been gradually becoming more youthful and simpler lately, and I don't really like picking something that's too pretentious and detached from reality."

"Xiao Kui, what are you saying? That new martial arts romance novel you picked, what's it called 'The Legend of Dust'? It's way too low-class! A scholar's pride mustn't be lost!"

"You mean, you want to isolate me from the masses?" Quidi asked with a smile.

"..." Old Master Zhong paused, then coughed lightly. "What I mean is that as intellectuals, we should have a broader perspective. It's not about praising a book just because it sells well and has a lot of readers!"

"Oh?" Quidi took a sip of his drink. "Mr. Zhong, your perspective is so high, do you expect the people to look up to you?"

"Kui Shu! All these years you've learned to label this old man?!"

"No, no, I wouldn't dare," Quai waved his hand.

Only then did Mr. Zhong sit down and say in a low voice, "Although literary awards these days are more superficial and more for entertainment, they still can't be given out haphazardly."

"I came here specifically to see you, so for the next awards... do you understand?"

"I don't understand, Elder Zhong. I only have the basic ideological awareness; I'm still far from your level," Kui Di said with a smile.

Upon hearing these three sentences in succession, Old Master Zhong's face flushed red and then turned pale with anger. He stood up and slammed his hand on the table.

"Take care of yourself!"

The old man left sheepishly.

Quai adjusted his glasses, sighed softly, and thought that he might not be able to complete the task the immortal had given him this time.

Although immortals and demons possess great power, they are still no match for the wickedness of human nature in the mortal world.

"squeak?"

Just then, a fat rat climbed up to the window, greeted him, and started showing off its food.

"You rat..." Quaid chuckled helplessly, but his next glance caught sight of the blood-stained prayer beads around the rat leader's neck...

He froze.

"I didn't expect that sir would be willing to back down. Indeed, some people won't wake up until they're facing death."

"No destruction, no construction."

"I wonder how that person's backyard is doing..."

Given that person's character and strength, there should be peace and tranquility!

"Bai Nuoyan, let me go!"

"ha!"

"So what if I don't let go?!"

"You think I can't laugh?!"

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