Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 136 - 135: Mianmian Has Some Questions for You

Chapter 136: Chapter 135: Mianmian Has Some Questions for You

Everyone present heard Su Chenyi say there was no way to stop it, and everyone’s expression grew very serious.

Mianmian was no exception, her expression extremely grave.

The only exception was Green, sitting leisurely in the circle, chin up, he smiled and asked Mianmian, "I can help you."

Mianmian nodded, "Mmm, Green, you can help me."

Green raised an eyebrow, "Then why haven’t you asked me to help you yet?"

He had made himself so obvious, yet this little brat still didn’t plead with him? Or at the very least treat him like a tool and command him! Why didn’t this little brat know how to use him?

If this circle were a real vajra pestle, the little brat would have been sucked into the Magic Treasure Space long before now.

The things Green was pondering, Mianmian did not know.

She released her hold on the small bag and began drawing symbols in the air.

The celestial magic treasures described by her mother were mostly circles, many of which could absorb objects, including this golden circle and Nezha’s Universe Ring, so she took a little longer to figure it out.

Of course, it was also to come up with a method to break it.

For example, these magic treasures that could absorb things usually had certain limitations; if one filled up their internal space, they would cease to function.

"Heavenly Thunder behave, come over here!"

Invisible lines formed runes, summoning robust lightning. The lightning, passing through the runes, flew toward the golden circle and was completely absorbed by it.

Zzzz—

The golden circle took one bolt after another, swallowing all the lightning, and with a crackling sound, the circle started to fracture, the things inside began to fall, and the suction disappeared, leaving a mess all around.

Mianmian couldn’t believe the circle was actually breaking and she stopped channeling lightning into it.

Her mother had only said that such magic treasures could be broken by filling them up, not that they would break! Was this not a real vajra pestle? If the circle completely broke, everything inside would come out.

While Mianmian was thinking about this, along with the breaking of the circle, the lightning that had been absorbed began to slowly appear on the ceiling.

"If this mass of lightning explodes, this place will be leveled," Green whispered in Mianmian’s ear. "Do you want my help?"

His tone was tempting, like a villain enticing a child to do something bad.

Yet, Mianmian still shook her head, "No need, no need."

Green frowned, "Then what do you plan to do? Are you going to use your sword to take these people and run out?"

You see, the collected lightning had formed a small ball, not because that was its original size, but because the circle had forcibly compressed it, making it extremely powerful.

Green’s words were conservative, to say the least. In fact, based on his experience from the ancient times, if the lightning absorbed by the circle were to explode later, it would create a pit a hundred miles in radius.

Thinking about how many living beings around might die, the little spirit Green decided to grudgingly lend a hand to Mianmian.

"Forget it, I’ll reluctantly help you out. This Lightning Tribulation is nothing for my Divine Farmer’s Cauldron!" Green announced and was about to use his own Magic Treasure Space to contain the mass of lightning.

But just as he finished speaking, Mianmian was drawing something in the air and then stretched her little hand towards the lightning in mid-air.

"Heavenly Thunder behave, come back quickly!"

As she finished speaking, the mass of lightning surged in front of Mianmian and then completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared at all.

Green was dumbfounded by Little Bun’s sequence of actions.

Just like the first time he met Mianmian, she seemed to him nothing more than an ordinary cultivator, merely filled with Spiritual Qi and an odd fragrance that made him want to take a bite.

This ordinary child could summon Heavenly Thunder, and even take it back!

"How on earth did you do it?" Green asked incredulously, "How can the thunder obey you so readily? Coming when called and leaving on command..."

Mianmian looked puzzled by Green’s question and tilted her head while her round eyes fixed on Green, "Because Mianmian drew a Thunder Summoning Talisman."

Green got choked up by Mianmian’s matter-of-fact tone, and after a long pause, asked another question, "Who taught you how to draw talismans through the air like that?"

Ordinary Daoist priests draw talismans on paper because Spiritual Qi gathers together and needs a medium.

Yet Mianmian simply raised her hand and drew one out of thin air.

"Mama taught me," Mianmian replied to Green earnestly.

Green immediately became curious about Mianmian’s mother. Anyone who could teach such things must be incredibly powerful. Could she be a deity from the Era of Chaos?

Not just Green had a look of shock; even the old rat demon, who had been prepared to die, widened its eyes.

After opening the delivery, the name that appeared was indeed Diamond Drill, and it was said to be made of top quality material, extremely hard, capable of swallowing mountains and seas, and now it was broken!

And it had also witnessed a scene where a little baby was summoning and retracting thunder out of nowhere.

The old rat demon couldn’t help but think, could the thunder that appeared out of nowhere be even more terrifying than the thunder from the Talisman Paper? If that had been used consistently, its entire family might have dissipated long ago.

"Master, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and thank the Little Auntie for saving our lives!" The female rat demon, residing within Mother Chen, was very astute and promptly reminded "Su Chenyi."

"Su Chenyi," who was still pinned under Su Chenyan’s arm, sincerely said to Mianmian, "Little Auntie, we were blind and ignorant, with our hearts veiled by lard, attempting to harm you and your family. Please show mercy and spare us, and we will tell you where your real little nephew is."

"Alright then." Mianmian was also curious about where her little nephew’s and the two great-nephews’ souls had gone. What was even more curious to her was why, after the rat demon family had possessed her little nephew, she couldn’t tell their souls had been switched!

But what was more pressing right now was the safety of her little nephew and the two great-nephews.

"Your little nephew’s soul is currently inside the painting in the bedroom," the rat demon ensured after receiving Mianmian’s affirmative response, "We also put the two little boys’ souls in there, but our cultivation base isn’t high enough, and we don’t really understand what’s going on with that painting."

Mianmian recalled the painting she had seen earlier, adorned with roses.

Earlier in the video, the camera faced the window, reflecting the sunlight and causing Yin Qi to gather in the bedroom. Living in such a place for an extended period could destabilize the soul.

But now the rat demon was saying that the little nephew’s soul was inside the painting. Mianmian wondered if there was something else that had been attracted to it, and had entered the painting, hooking away the little nephew’s soul at a time when it was vulnerable?

Little Bun, with her little head working on this problem, said, "Hold them still, I’m going to pull the rat demon’s souls out."

After retrieving the souls of the rat demon family, the father and sons, as well as Mother Chen, collapsed softly onto the others.

Mianmian turned the souls of the rat demons into tight little balls and attached them to her waist, walking towards the little nephew’s bedroom.

"Little Auntie, you said you’d spare us, why have you still tied us up?" the rat demon continued to speak.

"Indeed, I said I’d spare you, but I didn’t say I’d let you go," Mianmian replied swiftly with her short legs moving quickly, "Mianmian still has questions for you."

She was no longer the naive little fool who had just left the mountain; she wasn’t going to let bad guys go so easily!

While talking with the rat demon, Mianmian had reached the entrance of Su Chenyi’s bedroom.

She was instantly taken aback.

The bedroom was filled to the brim with paintings of roses, even the bed had many lying on it.

Upon seeing this, Su Chenjin who followed also paused in surprise, "An illusion?"

If it were not an illusion, how could there be so many of just one painting of a rose?