Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 103 - 102: Mom said that the judges are all very busy.

Chapter 103: Chapter 102: Mom said that the judges are all very busy.

Mianmian didn’t know what that rope was; she reflexively reached for the small bag at her waist, thinking she needed to offer a gift in return for receiving one, only to grasp at thin air.

"Where’s my small bag?" She looked around.

"You’re in your spirit form right now," Cui Yu was charmed by Little Bun’s searching glances, his eyes softened, "This Soul-hooking Rope is for you, it should come in handy. Er, it’s as if I’m representing the Underworld, hiring you to be a Yin Envoy."

Mianmian had heard about what being a Yin Envoy entailed.

It was probably because the Underworld Envoy wasn’t sufficient, so some people were chosen to help. These individuals led normal lives in the Yang realm, but when there was work to be done, their souls would leave their bodies to carry out tasks for the Underworld, earning merit for good deeds done.

However, there were also downsides, such as if the task was too difficult and the soul could not return to the body, complications would arise.

"Can Mianmian do it well?" Mianmian felt a bit nervous.

Considering what the Su Family had taught her, this was like having a job.

"Let’s give it a try," Cui Yu tried to add a character after Mianmian’s name with a writing brush, but found that the character wouldn’t take shape.

He was rather surprised.

This little fellow couldn’t be hired by him? Could the Soul-hooking Rope still be used then?

Cui Yu handed the Soul-hooking Rope to Mianmian.

Mianmian took it and looked at it with curiosity. The rope had a little claw hook at the end, its tip extremely sharp.

"How do I use this?" Mianmian humbly sought guidance.

"Just swing the hook towards the person whose soul you want to fetch," replied Cui Yu casually, "See, isn’t there someone right over there who’s perfect for a trial run?"

Following Cui Yu’s gaze, Mianmian saw herself and the Seventh grandchild sleeping on the bed.

They had evidently not been in the room just moments ago, but now here they were?

The Seventh grandchild was moving restlessly in his sleep again, having shifted from lying on his back to sprawling on his stomach, his hand resting on her belly.

"The Seventh grandchild won’t get hurt, will he?"

"He won’t. Uncle Cui is here, just go ahead and practice," Cui Yu encouraged.

Hearing the assurance and afraid that the Seventh grandchild might get mad, Mianmian called out to him first: "Grandnephew, Grandnephew, Mianmian is going to fetch your soul out now."

She called out in her soft, milky voice.

Su Chenfei, deep in slumber, suddenly heard Mianmian calling him.

His eyelashes fluttered, and he drowsily responded, "Hm? What’s the matter, Little Auntie?"

"Grandnephew, are you awake? Can you help Little Auntie by letting her practice fetching souls?" Mianmian asked again.

Su Chenfei was not fully awake and hadn’t heard the word ’fetching souls’ clearly, merely muttering a reply to Mianmian, "Sure, whatever Little Auntie wants to do is fine, your Seventh grandchild supports you!"

With Su Chenfei’s consent, Mianmian began to swing the hook.

Watching Little Bun’s serious face, Cui Yu, thinking about the success rates of these endeavours, pre-emptively said, "It’s common not to succeed on the first try; we’ll practice more."

"Mhm mhm," Mianmian nodded while responding to Cui Yu and swung the hook out.

Su Chenfei, who was just trying to open his eyes in bed, suddenly felt himself become light as a feather, pulled by a force, bizarrely standing on the ground without understanding how.

A look of shock flickered in Cui Yu’s eyes.

For people like Xie Bi’an and Fan Wujiu, the chances of successfully fetching a soul became one hundred percent through practice after practice, yet this child, Su Mianmian, succeeded on her first attempt?

Such a thing was indeed happening.

By now, Su Chenfei was fully awake.

Then he discovered Little Auntie and a man in red garments with a cold and dreadful face standing right in front of him, while the whole room was bathed in a sinister green light.

It was as if, as if he were no longer alive!

Su Chenfei was startled: "Little Auntie, what’s going on? We, we haven’t both died, have we?"

Mianmian shook her head: "No no, we’re not dead, we’re not dead. Grandnephew, this is Uncle Cui Yu, the judge from the Underworld. He’s teaching Mianmian how to fetch souls. Sorry, Grandnephew, it seems you didn’t quite catch what Mianmian said just now."

Su Chenfei: ???

He was full of question marks.

A judge? A judge from the Underworld actually appeared? And he was teaching his Little Auntie how to fetch souls? What the heck was going on? Wasn’t fetching souls a task for Ghost Envoys? Was his Little Auntie going to become a Ghost Envoy in the future?

Mianmian looked at Su Chenfei’s dumbfounded face, a bit scared, and asked Cui Yu with concern, "Uncle Cui, has my seventh grandchild become stupid after his soul was fetched? What should we do? I don’t want my seventh grandchild to become stupid."

Cui Yu replied, "Maybe your seventh grandchild was just scared by me. It’s natural for a mortal soul to feel fear when they see me."

After all, he was a judge, and how could he serve by King Yama’s side without carrying an air of unspoken authority?

It was then that Su Chenfei finally accepted the reality.

He tried touching the objects next to him and found that he could really pass through them, expressing his amazement, "So, I am a soul now?? Little Auntie, are you a Ghost Envoy in training?"

Mianmian said, "No, Mianmian is not a Ghost Envoy, just an Underworld Envoy, helping Uncle Cui."

Su Chenfei gave Cui Yu another look.

No matter how he looked at him, Cui Yu seemed cold and intimidating, frightening as if he could snuff him out with a glance, which made him shiver with fear.

"Um, is there anything else I can help with?"

Cui Yu said coldly, "Yes."

He waved his hand and sent Su Chenfei back into his body, letting Mianmian try again.

This time, when the Soul-hooking Rope was thrown, it hit the target on the first try, directly separating Su Chenfei’s soul from his body.

Cui Yu couldn’t help but think, could it be that Mianmian was indeed infallible?

He returned Su Chenfei’s soul to his body, and Mianmian immediately fetched it out again. Ten times in total, Mianmian succeeded every time.

Having confirmed Mianmian’s ability to fetch souls, Cui Yu nodded in satisfaction. With such skills, even if those people had something shielding their souls, the likelihood of success was higher.

It seemed like the century-old cases of unjust, false, and mistaken charges could finally be resolved.

It was just a pity that he couldn’t assign Mianmian the official status of an Underworld Envoy.

As Cui Yu thought about it, he looked down again.

Next to Mianmian’s name in the Book of Life and Death, a parenthesis had appeared: Su Mianmian (Yin Envoy).

Cui Yu was startled.

The reason he couldn’t assign Mianmian the position of Yin Envoy was that the official title needed to appear on the Book of Life and Death by itself?!

Being the chief judge of the Underworld, Cui Yu quickly regained his composure and removed his waist token.

"Since you have mastered the method of soul fetching, and you also know the method of soul separation, I will give you a token that can guide you to the Underworld to return souls," Cui Yu handed Mianmian his personal token, paused for a thought, and then added, "You can also summon other Ghost Envoys to help you deliver, like Yao Qian. I’ve been up here too long and need to go down now, be careful."

"Okay," Mianmian listened to Cui Yu’s instructions, put away the token, and was looking at the character ’Cui’ on it when a cool hand touched her head.

She looked up in surprise, but before she could get a clear look at Cui Yu’s face, he was gone.

The next day dawned.

Mianmian was sleeping in a daze when she heard Su Chenfei’s voice, "Little Auntie, Little Auntie?"

She rubbed her eyes and sat up to see her anxious seventh grandchild and blinked, asking, "What’s wrong with my seventh grandchild? Why are you so scared?"

Su Chenfei pointed at Mianmian’s hand, "Your, your hand, what is that hook for?"

He hadn’t intended to wake Little Auntie, but that hook had made a deep impression on him.

Last night he dreamt about an Underworld judge, who asked Little Auntie to fetch his soul, and they discussed something about Yin Envoys, making him feel uneasy as soon as he opened his eyes.

How could a living person dream about an Underworld judge? And the Yin Envoy who fetched his soul was Little Auntie; wasn’t that an ominous sign? Was he about to die?

Little did he expect that when he opened his eyes, he would actually see Little Auntie holding the Soul-hooking Rope.

How could that not frighten him?

After hearing Su Chenfei’s words, Mianmian looked at her own hand.

In her hand, she indeed held a chain with a small claw hooked at the end, hanging beside the bed.

Mianmian flicked the little hook, recalling last night’s events, she raised the hook to show Su Chenfei, "This is the Soul-hooking Rope, Uncle Cui gave it to Mianmian. Last night, you even agreed to let Mianmian practice with it."

Su Chenfei: !!!

Good heavens, so it wasn’t a dream! He had actually seen a real judge? And Little Auntie had become a Yin Envoy? From now on, if anyone were to anger Little Auntie, wouldn’t they end up dying repeatedly?

Wait a second, why did that thought seem a bit thrilling?