Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family-Chapter 188 - 181: Ziwei Chen Family, Chen Chou’er

Hiss, hiss, hiss.

The miasma pervaded the dark and damp forest. Poisonous snakes slithered among the dead leaves on the ground.

Chen Chou’er watched as the Little Poison Immortal disappeared into the distance, only retracting his gaze once the Little Poison Immortal was completely out of sight.

There was no Tiaoma Town a hundred miles to the east.

Only a five-hundred-year-old Poisonous Flood Dragon!

With the Little Poison Immortal’s mere Divine Travel Realm cultivation, this journey was certain death!

The next moment.

Chen Chou’er grabbed the unconscious Meng Hedong by the hair and dragged him toward a nearby cave dwelling.

Moments later.

The two of them appeared inside the dwelling.

He laid Meng Hedong down horizontally and then sat cross-legged, gazing into the distance.

He didn’t rush to act but slowly unwrapped the bandages covering his body and face.

His already hideous and grim face looked even more shocking now!

His entire face, covered in black spots, and his emaciated body were riddled with scars of being cut a thousand times!

Scar upon scar, crimson upon crimson!

Various poisonous bugs and ants constantly broke through his skin and emerged.

"Brother Meng, we were like old friends upon meeting. Now that we’re parting, my friend, let me send you off with a few words."

Chen Chou’er looked down at the unconscious Meng Hedong next to him, then lifted his head, gazing into the distance, muttering to himself:

"Brother Meng, sometimes I really envy you. You were born into warmth, with a loving father and mother, respectful brothers, and an entire family that cherishes you as a treasure.

The world you see is sunshine, blue sky, a sea of flowers, bright and beautiful.

You don’t understand how vile human nature can be, nor why in this world, there are people who would fight viciously over a mere mouthful of food, like wild dogs guarding their meal.

You can’t comprehend what kind of life someone living at the very bottom experiences, just as those at the very bottom can’t dare to dream of why someone can be as blissfully happy as you."

"You are favored by the heavens, with countless family and friends, many admired confidantes, benevolent elders to protect you, and a lover willing to risk everything to fight the world for you."

"Do you know? You are like a leaf bathed in sunlight, while I am the root buried deep in darkness."

Speaking, Chen Chou’er lowered his head, looking somewhat forlorn.

"Brother Meng, do you know what kind of child is the most pitiful in this world?"

He glanced at Meng Hedong, then shook his head with a self-mocking smile:

"The honest child, like me, without family wealth but raised with family discipline."

"Legalist School choking my throat, Confucianism pinching my ribs."

"The principles taught by my mother since childhood became the shackles of hesitation in everything as I grew up, always choosing to wrong myself rather than refuse others."

"It feels like, no matter how I live, life is never satisfying."

He took a deep breath.

Chen Chou’er seemed reminded of something, gazing into the distant sky, muttering to himself:

"What an unjust world it is, where some people need do nothing for crowns to be placed upon their heads, while others, no matter how they struggle, are still seen as jesters flaunting themselves, or as rats rotting in muddy trenches, never to see the light of day even in decay."

"Brother Meng, I never wanted to come to this point, nor did I want to turn into something neither human nor ghost."

"But..."

"I once shouted, but gradually lost my voice. I once cried, but gradually shed no tears. I once felt sorrow, but gradually bore everything. I once was emotional, but gradually became indifferent to the world."

"I suddenly realized that in this world, no one cares about the feelings of the weak."

Chen Chou’er started to laugh, his smile becoming somewhat eerie.

"Later on, I grew fond of the footless bird."

"The footless bird has only wings, with no feet. So it can only fly, and when it lands, it signifies its end."

"A do-or-die venture, not to fly is to die!"

Chen Chou’er slowly spoke.

He didn’t notice that Meng Hedong’s eyelashes constantly flickered beside him, then slowly opened his eyes.

Meng Hedong looked at Chen Chou’er with some pity, about to say some comforting words. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"So."

A sinister smile abruptly appeared on Chen Chou’er’s face.

"Brother Meng, you, my best brother in this life, your life!"

"Will be used to send this footless bird of mine soaring into the sky!!!"

Bang——!

Suddenly, a sharp dagger appeared in Chen Chou’er’s hand, violently stabbing into Meng Hedong’s chest!

Poof.

Blood gushed forth wildly.

Meng Hedong’s eyes widened, full of disbelief as he looked at Chen Chou’er, who just moments ago had a face full of sorrow.

"Meng.....Brother Meng, you’re awake?"

Chen Chou’er was stunned, and the dagger in his hand clattered to the ground.

Like a child caught doing something wrong, he knelt in front of Meng Hedong with a thud, tears suddenly streaming down his face.

"Meng.....Brother Meng, I’m sorry, I lost my mind for a moment and actually harmed you!"

"I can’t believe I did such a thing to hurt you, I’m truly not human!!" Chen Chou’er covered his face, sobbing, his voice choked.

"No.....it’s okay, you and I are the best brothers, you must’ve been under Xiao Ping’s Illusion Skill earlier, I don’t blame you."

Meng Hedong forced a smile, speaking words of comfort.

Even at this moment, he did not suspect that Chen Chou’er would betray him.

They were the best brothers in the world.

"Thank....thank you, Brother Meng, I never thought that after treating you this way, you would still be so good to me, I am truly...."

Poof!!

Chen Chou’er picked up the dagger, violently stabbed it into Meng Hedong’s chest again, then twisted the blade, gouging out a piece of flesh.

".....I am truly moved!!!"

"You...."

Meng Hedong first looked down in disbelief, towards the knife in his chest, then with difficulty, raised his head, looking at Chen Chou’er.

Poof, poof, poof!

Chen Chou’er, looking maniacal, kept stabbing the dagger back and forth into Meng Hedong’s chest.

"Ah ah ah! Brother Meng, you are my best brother in this life!!"

"Woooo, woooo, it hurts! It hurts so much!!"

"Hahahaha!"

He laughed hysterically, tears streaming, amid the madness.

With each stab, scenes of his past with Meng Hedong, facing life and death together, flashed continuously in his mind, causing acute pain in his heart.

And with each pang of pain, his cultivation soared visibly!

Meng Hedong reached out with difficulty, grabbing Chen Chou’er’s sleeve, seemingly wanting to stop him.

"Why...why...."

He opened his mouth as if wanting to say something.

Poof, poof, poof!

Yet with the dagger constantly stabbing into his body.

His body trembled uncontrollably, without uttering a complete sentence, gradually quieting down.

Gradually, Meng Hedong’s pupils dilated, turning into a lifeless gray.

His hand, holding onto Chen Chou’er’s sleeve, slipped limply to the ground.

A large pool of blood spread beneath him.