Chapter 202 Confession
It took a whole day to find out that these bears were imitating humans in every way. This place is called the Bear Garden, which is dozens of miles in radius, far away from the mortal world and has nothing to do with the mortal world. The man who built the Bear Garden has long passed away, but these bears miss the old man's kindness and imitate him every day.
Sun Bairen was secretly amazed. No wonder the painting "One Hundred Bears" was so lifelike. It must be that the author had been to this bear garden.
As the only human in the bear farm, Sun Bairen is loved by the bears and treated as a distinguished guest. On the surface, Sun Bairen gets along well with them, but in his mind he is always thinking: if he can bring the human bear to the mortal world and sell it to a noble person, it will definitely be worth a lot of money. This human bear is spiritual and learns human behavior, which is rare in the world.
The bears had no idea what Sun Bairen was thinking. They just presented the fruits and melons they picked to him respectfully every day and treated him as an honored guest.
About a year passed.
Sun Bairen had already found out how to get out of the bear garden. Outside the bear garden was a mountain covered in clouds and mist. With a single jump, he could return to the human world. As human bears were huge in size, he decided to take the two little bears. These little bears were not much bigger than human babies and had been weaned not long ago. Coincidentally, there were one male and one female.
Recently, he has been talking to the two little bears about the affairs of the human world, boasting that the mortal world is a paradise of flowers and flowers. The little bears seem to understand, but not quite, and eat, drink, defecate and urinate with him all night. Sun Bairen waits for an opportunity to act.
Late that night, I found an opportunity, held the pair of little bears in each hand, and came to the border of the bear farm without stopping. The sea of clouds was rolling under my feet. The two little bears, one male and one female, were very excited and shouted, "Go down, go down."
Sun Bairen smiled and cried with joy, shedding a few tears. For a whole year, he had been living with these beasts, like being imprisoned. Now he was finally going to return to the mortal world. He hugged the bear tightly, jumped up, and heard the wind in his ears. After an unknown amount of time, his feet touched the ground.
When he looked carefully, he found himself in the bedroom, with his back to the painting "One Hundred Bears". He felt as if he had just had a dream, with a pair of bear cubs in his arms, sleeping soundly. It was just dawn in the east, his wife was still sleeping on the couch, and outside the window was a scene of the rain stopping.
He suddenly realized that he was trapped in the "Hundred Bears Picture" on a night of lightning and thunder. One year in the bear garden was just one night in the mortal world. He counted the bears in the painting again and found that two were missing!
"It's time for me to get rich!" Looking at the two bears in his arms, Sun Bairen could not hide his ecstasy. This pair of bears, one male and one female, will give birth to puppies in the future... Each bear cub can be sold for less than a thousand taels of silver. My name, Sun Bairen, is written backwards!
After that, the pair of bear cubs were kept in a cage.
At first, his wife and children found it quite interesting and spent the whole day playing around with the bears. But after two days, they became bored and said that the pair of bears were stupid and dumb.
Sun Bairen said, "A yellow-faced woman and a yellow-mouthed boy, what do you know! They can speak human language." He tried to talk to the bears, but the bears seemed to have lost their spirits. They just stared with their eyes, howling and sniffing, and did not eat the food in the bowl at all.
Sun Bairen slapped his head and said with sudden enlightenment: "Oh, these beasts live in the bear farm, eating fruits, vegetables and mountain springs, and are not exposed to the polluted air of grains. Naturally, they are acclimatizing to the local climate and water now." He did not dare to neglect them. After all, these bears were the absolute God of Wealth to him.
So, I went to the market to buy fresh fruits to feed the bear cub.
The family was not well-off to begin with, and the bear cub grew up day by day, and his appetite was amazing. It didn't last long, and Sun Bairen was stretched to the limit. His wife cried and made a fuss all day, saying that he was possessed by a demon, and that she treated the beast better than her own father. Sun Bairen scolded her for being ignorant, and insisted that the bear cub could speak human language.
No one among the neighbors, east or west, believed Sun Bairen.
After half a year, the bear cub became as big as a pig. Sun Bairen talked to them every day, but it was strange that the bear cub had never spoken a word of human language since it came to the mortal world.
That day, Sun Bairen was extremely angry. He whipped the two bears and cursed, "You stupid beasts. You just eat and sleep all day long and don't say a word. What's the point of keeping you!" As a result, one of the bears bit the back of his hand without paying attention. The bite was so deep that the bone was visible. After applying medicine, there was no improvement. Then the whole arm turned black and purple, which was a sign that the poison was attacking his heart.
Sun Bairen racked his brains but still couldn't understand why this beast acted like a human being in Xiongyuan, but became as stupid as a pig and dog after coming to the mortal world?
One day, when his son returned from the local school, Sun Bairen was dying and lying on the sickbed. He asked his son what the teacher had taught him today.
The son said, "The teacher told me a story about the orange tree in the south of the Huai River and the tangerine tree in the north of the Huai River."
One sentence woke Sun Bairen up from his dream. His head buzzed and he felt a chill in his bones. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Oranges from the south grow sour in the north, oranges from the south grow sour in the north..." Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood and died.
On that day, the two bears in the cage escaped.
When the widow remarried, the painting "One Hundred Bears" was originally going to be burned. However, it happened to be seen by a local squire, who loved it more and more and asked how much it should be sold for. The woman was so angry that she asked for one thousand and two taels of silver. Unexpectedly, the squire agreed.
Later, a curious person counted the number of bears in the painting and found that there were exactly one hundred bears, not more or less.
After listening to this story, Shi Feiye was silent for a moment: "You didn't search for a story and then read it?"
Qin Buzhu said calmly: "Have you heard of it?"
Shi Feiye admitted very honestly: "I haven't heard of it."
But normally, when telling stories to girls, shouldn't you tell sweet love stories or funny stories? Why is it that the big guy is telling these supernatural stories?
In fact, Qin Buzhu can’t really be blamed for this. After all, her future mother-in-law loved to hear this.
For the sake of the boss's self-esteem, Shi Feiye also praised him against his will: "You read it with great emotion, very good."
On the other end of the phone, Qin Buzhu couldn't hide the smile in his eyes. Didn't he know what he was saying? But as my dad once said, if someone is willing to coax you, not for the sake of getting something from you, isn't that worth being happy about?
"Why don't I tell you a story? It's a little scary at the beginning, a little funny in the middle, and a little sad at the end."
Qin Buzhu was actually a little curious: "What's the story?"
"Once upon a time, there was a ghost." Shi Feiye deliberately lowered his tone to sound eerie, and then changed the subject, "One day, he farted."
Shi Feiye's tone turned sad again: "In the end, he died."
Qin Buyu: “…”
"Haha, did you hear it? This is just a cold joke." Shi Feiye finally couldn't help laughing.
Listening to Shi Feiye's happy whisper on the other end of the phone, Qin Buzhu raised the corners of his lips and said, "It's really funny. Writers are good at telling stories."
If Zou Lianxun was here, he would definitely roll his eyes in silence. Qin Buju was so considerate to Shi Feiye and even gave him implicit praise. He had never been so nice to him.
This morning he finally negotiated a holiday from his eldest brother, but before he could even drive out for some fun in his own car, he got a call from his second brother, asking him to help look up some information.
A good vacation was taken away for half a day. When he wanted to resist, he was threatened by his second brother and could only go to work honestly. He didn't think there was anything wrong with eating dog food before, but now he just wants to say, "It's great to be in love, it's great to have a wife!"
"I am so ashamed. I can't tell stories, I can only write them."
"That's great too. Has your previous novel been adapted?" Qin Buzhu guessed that Shi Feiye had written well before.
"Almost. It has been adapted, and I am the screenwriter. However, compared with Hai's screenwriters, I am still a lot behind, so I have to study hard."
Speaking of novels, Shi Feiye has been hesitating whether he should tell Qin Buzhu that the world they live in is a novel. Anyone who knows that the world they live in is a novel would probably not feel good.
But if I don’t say it, it doesn’t seem good either.
The most important thing is that the story has ended, and it seems that there is not much use in telling it, so Shi Feiye is very conflicted about whether to tell it or not.
After struggling for a while, Shi Feiye decided to speak out: "I have something to tell you."
"What's the matter?" Hearing the hesitation and caution in Master Feiye's tone, Qin Buzhu sat up straight involuntarily.
"If I tell you that the world we live in now is a novel, that is, if we live in a book, do you think it is possible?" Shi Feiye tested cautiously.
"Why not?" Qin Buyu relaxed and leaned against the back of the chair:
"No one can explain what the world is like. Maybe we are all living in a dream, and everything in front of us is an illusion. This is all possible. Isn't there a story about Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly?"
However, Qin Buzhu's eyes deepened a little. Shi Feiye seldom said such words in such a tone. Perhaps what she said about their world being a novel was based on facts.
Qin Buzhu didn't have any strong reaction to these, and was still in the mood to ask Master Feiye:
"Are you trying to say that I was originally a character in a novel? Have you read my life?"
Shi Feiye was surprised: "Don't you mind?"
"Do you mind? Can you tell me what you saw?"
"Actually, I didn't expect to travel into a novel at first, but the novel was already finished when I came here. You are the villain in this novel. Do you know what a villain is?"
"You know, I'm a villain?" Even though he was mentally prepared, Qin Buzhu didn't expect that he would be a villain. In his impression, villains are all idiots who talk a lot, have no ability, and have antisocial personalities.
He is a million miles away from such a person and they should have nothing in common.
Shi Feiye knew that the villain he understood was a traditional villain, so he quickly explained:
"Of course, you are a special villain. You didn't do anything bad. You just had business competition with the hero. And your failure in the end was not your fault. The heroine predicted your decisions in advance."
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