Everyday I Get up to See the Villain Stealing the Show 82

Han Changsheng rose before dawn. His entire body felt light and full of strength, like he could rush out and run ten laps around Kunlun Mountain. He wanted to sit up but found his arm was pinned down. Looking back, he was stunned. 

In the dim morning light, An Yuan lay beside him, naked. His torn clothes lie beside his pillow. His hair was disordered, and several suspicious marks covered his body. He looked exhausted….

Han Changsheng panicked but soon calmed. Something similar to this happened once in the valley, and his imagination ran wild. However, afterward, the evidence proved that nothing had happened. No, this couldn’t have happened, either. He was proud of his self-control…

However, the next moment, memories of the former night flooded into his mind. 

The former day, with An Yuan’s help, he finally subdued all the internal forces passed on to him by old man Xuanji. He thought it was only the last part, that it would be easy to get through. Unexpectedly, the last part was the key. Once it was conquered, it opened all the meridians of his body, and he made great progress. His body couldn’t bear so much energy for a moment. After the Ren and De meridians opened, it was like a psychological attack against him and he lost all reason…

Han Changsheng remembered everything. The former night, he was possessed by Qi deviation and he made the Dog Lord like this. And the most tragic thing was that he didn’t just treat the Dog Lord this way once, but almost all night…

Han Changsheng shivered and instantly broke out in a cold sweat. 

Heaven! Is! Playing! With! Me!!!

He did it! The man did the man, the Dog Lord was the one under him! He lost his elegant and noble character! Now, he clearly remembered how the Dog Lord first desperately resisted him but was unable to contend with his possessed self.  As a result, he cried his heart out and fainted and woke up and fainted all over again…

Han Changsheng slammed into the bedpost! This was a huge event with shocking power! Before, when he inexplicably stole the Dog Lord’s chances, it could at least be remedied with time and means. But, if the Black and White Impermanence deities and the gods in the sky knew about this, it surely couldn’t be resolved by making him into an ugly baby in the next life. No, they’d surely peel off his skin and turn his bones into ash, ah! 

Could he hide it? No, the gods had some kind of earth-observing mirror. They must have seen it. But, they hadn’t come to catch him. They were just discussing how to deal with him! Could he ask the mythological judge of the underworld to turn the clock back again? No, no, no. The judge would kill him as soon as he saw him!

AHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Han Changsheng crashed into the bed pillar. Suddenly, a groan came from his side. After a night of tossing and turning, An Yuan fell asleep. He made a sound, but he didn’t stir from his sleep. 

Han Changsheng’s body immediately froze. Forget the immortals doing him in, when the Dog Lord woke up, he’d stab him with a sword!

An Yuan just snorted a few times, then fell back to silence. He didn’t rouse. Han Changsheng’s heartbeat was a mess, and his mind was even worse.  He couldn’t think of anything. He didn’t dare think of anything. However, out of 36 schemes, he made up his mind that it was best to leave!

Han Changsheng carefully slid his arm out, then turned over and got out of bed. After putting on his clothes and picking up his luggage, he opened the door and took a few steps outside. Then he made himself scarce and ran like mad. 

After daybreak, An Yuan finally woke up. His whole body ached, and he subconsciously cried out, “Water…” 

When he opened his mouth, he found himself hoarse and speechless. He was stunned for a minute, then remembered what happened the former night. The whole thing happened like a bang, and his cheeks were burning hot. 

He knew Han Changsheng went crazy because he was trying to resist being possessed by Qi deviation. Han Changsheng tried his best to exert his internal power, and even three or five of himself wouldn’t be his opponent. Han Changsheng was really possessed at the beginning, but later, he vented his lewd desires and became more conscious. The last few times, he didn’t know whether he had gone numb or if Han Changsheng had sobered up, but he became a lot gentler. 

Although he had long suspected that Han Changsheng coveted him, he didn’t expect it would happen under such circumstances. How would they end up? After waking up, would Han Changsheng cry bitterly to repent, or would he push the boat for further development with him? What did he think in his heart? Did he like that kind of thing? Did he accept him, or would he estrange him temporarily? 

An Yuan opened his eyes, turned his sore neck, and found that he thought too much. 

——In the empty room, the other side of the bed was already cold. All of Han Changsheng’s luggage was gone. 

In the evening, An Yuan finally limped out of the room. He wasn’t well, and no one had served him any food. After a day’s starvation, he had to drag his weak body down the stairs to buy something to eat. 

This was the second day of the Wulin Conference. The arena competition had begun, but that day was just a warm-up. However, with Han Changsheng as an example, the year’s arena competition was very lively at the beginning. Originally, it should have been based on the exchange of martial arts, but many people came up to test their unique skills. After all, only one or two new people would get attention in the Wulin conference each year. There was no doubt that even if “Li Jiulong” didn’t show up again, he would be the most popular that year. If the rest of the competitors wanted to get ahead, they’d have to work hard. 

The inn was full of excited Wulin members who had returned for dinner. Everyone was elated, discussing what happened over the past two days. However, compared with the day’s arena competition, people were still more interested in what happened the day before. Several people who mentioned the day’s exhibition couldn’t help but add, “XX’s performance today wasn’t too bad, but compared with yesterday’s Li Jiulong subduing Yue Peng, it’s far from good!” 

An Yuan went downstairs and took a seat. Many people in the hall focused on him because he came down wearing a straw hat veil. After yesterday’s battle, the combination of the straw hats and veils had become popular. Now, several people were dressed that way. Some even wore straw hat veils to the challenge arena to play tricks. They were thought to be the masked double swordsmen, but they failed to defeat the enemy with one move. It became a joke. 

Someone pointed to An Yuan and asked, “Is that another fake?” 

An Yuan stayed in the room for a day amidst the clouds and mist, unsure of the situation outside. He called the waiter, ordered a few dishes, and started to act in a daze. 

A naughty boy ran over and stole the hat from An Yuan’s head. He shouted, “Masked man, masked man, masked man…. Ah!” 

An Yuan wasn’t feeling well and was distracted. He was totally unprepared. He really let a child, a preteen, get a lead on him. The straw hat veil lifted off his head. Since Han Changsheng wasn’t around, no one was around to change his face. His true face was exposed to the public’s sight. 

The naughty little boy stared at him. “Big… Big brother is so beautiful…” 

The hotel lobby exploded in an instant!

“It’s Huangfu An Yuan! It’s really him!” “He was on stage yesterday, I can’t be wrong, he actually stays in this inn?” “He’s here, so Li Jiulong should be nearby, right?! Li Jiulong!” 

The noise gave An Yuan a headache. He stood up and started back to the room, but nearly fell to the ground. Fortunately, he staggered to the table and stood firm. 

A group of people rushed up in an instant, blocking An Yuan from all sides. “An Yuan, An Yuan, do you know what the alliance leader will do with Yue Peng?” “After 15 years, you were forced to face a complete betrayal, how does that make you feel?” “Where is Li Jiulong? Why isn’t he with you?” “You have left the Yuehua Sect. Are you going to go to another sect, or do you want to set up your own?” 

The chirping voices made An Yuan dizzy. He tried to get through the crowd but found that he had no strength. The enthusiastic crowd was about to submerge him. As he was pushed back and forth, his chest filled with nausea. When he had no more strength to fight them, someone reached out from the crowd to grasp his hand. Holding him firmly, they drew him from the crowd’s clutches. 

“Don’t squeeze, don’t squeeze! An Yuan’s gone!” “Hurry up!” “The person next to him isn’t Li Jiulong!” “Isn’t Li Jiulong skilled in disguise?”  

Han Changsheng heard the discussion of the crowd and broke out in a cold sweat. He took An Yuan and ran out of the inn. Only then did he look back and see that An Yuan’s face was slightly red and that his eyes stared blankly forwards. Han Changsheng had changed his face, and An Yuan didn’t recognize him. 

The enthusiastic, crazy people in the inn chased them out. Han Changsheng sprinkled a handful of white powder behind them, making people in front stop to cough. Taking advantage of his kung fu, Han Changsheng and An Yuan rushed into a deserted alley and came to the door of another inn. Grabbing a hat, Han Changsheng put it on An Yuan’s head. Then they hurried upstairs. 

After entering the room, Han Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and let go of An Yuan. Heading to the table, he poured himself a cup of tea and said, “I finally got rid of them.” 

An Yuan didn’t reply.

Han Changsheng didn’t wait for a response. He looked up at An Yuan and was surprised. An Yuan only leaned against the door and slowly slid down. 

Han Changsheng quickly helped An Yuan up, only to find that he was very hot. His face flushed and his breath uneven, he was obviously ill. It was all Han Changsheng’s fault that he was possessed by Qi deviation and hurt An Yuan. He quickly helped An Yuan lie down in bed. Just then, An Yuan struggled to say, “Who are you?” 

Han Changsheng said, “My name is Du Fengliu. I am a miracle doctor with excellent medical skills. I saw you looking poorly in the inn just now. According to my many years of experience in medicine, you must have fallen ill, so I stepped in to help. You don’t have to be too grateful. Just lie down and let me have a look.” 

An Yuan’s skin was burning. He had no strength to say anything, so he released his grip on Han Changsheng’s sleeve. 

Han Changsheng couldn’t face An Yuan with his “Hua Xiaosa” mask. He knew that he hurt An Yuan, but he was afraid that An Yuan might have something wrong with him. So, he returned as Du Yuefei, the leader of the Grass Hall of the Tianning Cult. Unexpectedly, he saw An Yuan surrounded by people and quickly rescued him. 

Softly, he said, “Listen to me, I’ll cure you right away.” He took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve and poured out a pill. Crushing it with a pestle, he stripped off An Yuan’s clothes and poured the powder on his wounds. “This is the most effective wound healing medicine in the world! Tomorrow, your wounds will be healed!” 

An Yuan took a cold breath as he clutched the bedsheets. His body twitched a few times, then softened again——he was paralyzed in bed as if he had lost consciousness.  

Han Changsheng inexplicably said, “That shouldn’t have… Ah!” Du Yuefei prescribed the wound healing medicine for him. He applied it ever since he was young and suffered a lot of injuries. He was very sensitive to wounds even now. Judging by An Yuan’s reaction, how could it have hurt? 

Han Changsheng picked up the medicine bowl and sniffed it under his nose. He took a breath of cold air——it didn’t smell right! As a matter of fact, it didn’t smell like Jin wound medicine at all!

He quickly took out the medicine bottle and recited the mnemonic Du Yuefei told him to recite. “Brown is for wound medicine, green is for revitalizing blood tonic, dark brown is for… Oh no! This is the perfect aging repair tonic!” 

The first patient treated by the “Doctor Du”, who was able to cure all diseases, had his injuries worsened. He was completely unconscious.