flstandardbreds Chapter 178 Observing the Original 3
Chapter 178 Observing the Original 3
Qingyan and Lanzhan sensed something keenly, their eyes darkening and a similar coldness appearing in their eyes and brows.
Seeing her four younger brothers looking pitiful and adorable like frightened kittens with their fur standing on end, Wei Chaoyan would normally have teased and rubbed them a few more times. But when she thought about what she was going to do next, she lost the mood to tease her brothers!
Wei Chaoyan pursed her lips into a straight line, lowered her eyes, and pulled out four identical, neatly bound documents, each about two and a half inches thick, from a thick, unsealed document bag in her hand. She walked heavily to the four seats, placing one document in front of each person.
Wei Ying, Lan Zhan, Qi Ye, and Qing Yan, their hearts pounding from Wei Chaoyan's series of unusually heavy movements, stared intently at the blank cover of the document, their faces and eyes filled with question marks: ...
"Take a look!" Wei Chaoyan raised her hand and wearily rubbed her temples, her voice hoarse, low, and weak as she said, "Once you've seen it, you'll understand."
The four obediently lowered their eyes, opened the document book, and began to read intently. Wei Chaoyan, with a complicated expression, stroked the still surprisingly thick file bag in her hand. The document they were reading was the text version of the TV series "A Chinese Ghost Story." Because the TV series was quite long, in order to save time, Wei Chaoyan had specifically sent a message to Liu Yu in advance, asking her to have someone sort out the plot of "A Chinese Ghost Story," remove those complicated and redundant details and side branches, summarize all the main plots of the series in fair and objective words, and then compile it into a document and send it to her privately in advance.
The file bag also contains a revised text version of "The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation" arranged chronologically, along with analyses, suggestions, and plans from a national research team regarding the two worlds and two stories (similar to the documents and information Li Ye sent to Wei Ying when she first met with government officials; however, this version is more comprehensive and insightful than the previous one, given that the experts spent so much time with Wei Ying and his companions, gaining a deeper and more comprehensive understanding of the true local culture of demonic cultivation through Lan Zhan).
Since they are currently living in the world of Demonic Cultivation, everything in the original work is closely related to them, while the world of A Chinese Ghost Story has no trace of them and will not have a significant impact on their future lives, Wei Chaoyan decided to let them first look at the original destiny line of Qi Ye, and then look at the changes in the original Demonic Cultivation over the next ten or twenty years. After they have all read and digested all the information, they will exchange their thoughts together!
With their current cultivation levels, the four of them could process countless thoughts in an instant, and their information absorption speed was extremely fast. In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they had finished reading the two-and-a-half-inch-thick book in their hands.
During this time, everyone's expressions went through a variety of changes, from curiosity to surprise to disbelief to anger to pity to lamenting their misfortune and being angry at their lack of ambition. The colors of blue, white, black, red, and purple were quite a sight to behold (of course, this did not include Lan Zhan, who was expressionless all year round and seemed to be a late-stage patient with facial paralysis. At most, his usually calm and calm eyes widened slightly, his pupils contracted a little, and his gaze also rippled a little)!
Among them, Qi Ye's change in expression was the most "heartbreaking," after all, his dark history was laid bare in front of his relatives for public execution!
Wei Chaoyan rested her hand on her forehead, taking in every subtle change in the faces of the four people. Scenes from the TV series involuntarily flashed through her mind, a complex mix of emotions swirling within her. She didn't know how to express her feelings about the Demon Lord Qi Ye's life, a life of twists and turns, ultimately unable to defy fate. Then, the thought of the tragic life of the Yiling Patriarch that she was about to witness filled her with an intense, agonizing pain, as if someone were drilling straight into the softest part of her heart, causing her heart to feel like it was about to burst.
Why?! Her two, no, her three younger brothers, such good and outstanding brothers, had to suffer so much misfortune and hardship in their original destiny?!
Wei Chaoyan's heart was screaming, wailing, questioning the heavens in resentment, and bleeding with sorrow!
Looking up, she saw that all the documents in their hands had been turned to the last page and closed. Before the group of people with their varied expressions could react, Wei Chaoyan suppressed the piercing pain in her heart, struggled to maintain her composure, and reached her trembling fingers into the file bag on her lap. She pulled out four documents, each about two inches thick, and used her mind to distribute them directly into the four people's empty hands, sighing with regret.
"Take another look at this booklet! We can share our thoughts after we've finished reading it!"
Although the text version of "A Chinese Ghost Story" that they had just read had a great impact on Wei Ying and the others' values, their mature minds, which were comparable to those of adults, were different from their still childish appearances of five or six years old. They were able to quickly compose their broken and chaotic emotions, suppress their turbulent and turbulent hearts, and calmly and rationally read the book that their sister had handed them back to them.
For a moment, the entire Bamboo Snow Chamber was so quiet that only the rustling of pages turning and the slightly varying breathing of the people could be heard.