Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 159 - 158: Helping You Activate Your Yin Yang Eyes

Chapter 159: Chapter 158: Helping You Activate Your Yin Yang Eyes

The truth was exactly as Su Chenzhou had thought: indeed, a few people were hopping mad.

"Ghosts from suicides queueing up? Where do they queue? That’s clearly nonsense. Suicidal ghosts only repeat their deaths over and over at the same spot."

"Senior Brother, you’re right. Besides, even if it’s not a suicide, shouldn’t you set up an altar and burn incense to summon a ghost? Master also said that those ghosts who have been dead for a long time and are probably waiting in the Underworld to be reincarnated can’t be summoned."

"If you ask me, she should show us the details. This is too disgusting. Those with real skills like to be mysterious, showing just enough to intrigue but not enough to satisfy, leaving us no way out."

The more they talked, the angrier they became, glaring at Mianmian on the screen with resentment. They were angry not only at Mianmian but also started cursing their own Master under their breath.

Having joined this Sect, everyone wanted to learn Supreme Magic and become immortal. But their Master, who had initiated them, simply wouldn’t teach them much, instead having them undertake Sect tasks to exchange for Magic with their points.

Not doing the tasks wasn’t an option either, as one would then be deemed a traitor and targeted by members of the Sect. Then you’d become just a means for others to earn points. Wouldn’t that be even more frustrating?

The group cursed passionately, and as they kept cursing, they clasped their mouths and groaned.

Damn, bitten their tongue, what’s going on?

They recalled the Little Bun’s mention of cursing figures, spat out blood, and looked panic-stricken. Were the curses truly hitting them? Just a few words, and they bit their tongues?

Feeling the pain, it seemed like they had bitten off a large chunk of flesh hanging precariously from the edge of their tongue.

"Alright." Mianmian on the screen started speaking again, forcing those in agony to ignore their wounded tongues and focus attentively on the live broadcast.

Having finished the letter, Mianmian rolled it up.

Items meant for the hands of Ghost Gods in the Underworld naturally disappear with the smoke. So, Little Bun directly made a fire by rubbing his fingers together and set the rolled-up letter alight.

[Ahhh, I saw it, Little Auntie only needed to rub her two fingers together to make fire. This is more exciting than Magic. ]

[Magic? I think you mean Fairy Technique, but since we’re descendants of the dragon, it’d be more appropriate to use that term, right?]

[Bring on more, I love watching this.]

[Truth be told, setting fire inside a house, could that be... huh? Alright, it burned up mid-air without leaving any smoke. Seems I’m woefully ignorant!]

It’s not a good idea to start a fire in the Study Room, as it could set a wrong example. Thus, Su Chenzhou posted a message on the screen clarifying that it was a broadcast effect and asking not to imitate it, and adjusted the camera angle so everyone could see the paper scroll burn up and disappear along with the smoke.

Sure enough, netizens who were about to comment on this subject shifted gears immediately.

Su Chenzhou also sent an announcement as the Live Stream Room Manager, "If there are children watching, please tell them this is a special effect and teach them not to imitate it."

Following this announcement, adults who were watching the show with their children educated them and hesitated before sending the kids out of the room.

Chu Ye’s mother, also accompanied by her child, did not educate him but smiled and said, "Oh, Xiaoye, Little Auntie Mianmian is really amazing, she can light a fire directly."

Chu Ye glanced at his mother without wanting to speak.

Ever since he came home, his mother kept bringing up Mianmian in front of him. Every few sentences revolved around her, asking when he would visit the Su Family and invite Mianmian over to play, seemingly having Mianmian’s consent but stressing that as a boy, he should visit first, as a matter of politeness.

As to whether he wanted to go to Mianmian’s house—it goes without saying, Chu Ye wanted to, terribly so!

But with so many people in Mianmian’s house, and after she had been away filming a Variety Show for a month, he thought it was only right for Mianmian to spend more time with her family. It wouldn’t be appropriate for him to visit suddenly.

In fact, he had secretly watched the Variety Show’s playback.

"Why aren’t you saying anything?" Chu Ye’s mother smiled tenderly. "Well, alright, Mom won’t talk about it anymore. Let’s continue watching the live broadcast."

Chu Ye felt helpless.

He watched the live broadcast on his own computer, which he had bought with his own money, in his room, but his mother insisted on squeezing in beside him—irresistible.

On the screen at that moment, Mianmian was looking at something beside the camera.

The camera faced Mianmian, and the netizens didn’t know whom she was looking at. Some imaginative ones guessed whether Mianmian might be facing a bloody, disheveled ghost woman.

But in reality, what Mianmian saw was a clean and tidy girl alongside Yao Qian.

"Little Auntie, long time no see. As soon as the judge received the letter, he sent me to find her. She volunteered to come up here after hearing about the situation. Did we delay anything, with her being a little slow on the road?" Yao Qian was extremely polite, pushing the girl in the white dress towards Mianmian, "This girl is a bit shy, not talkative. I’ll leave her with you for now as I have other souls to guide. Before I go, I hope to receive a little tip from you."

Mianmian noticed Yao Qian twirling his fingers, recalling the guards at Yama Hall who made the same gesture, and realized, "Okay, I’ll tip you."

She had actually meant to give a tip the last time, but she was out of her body and without her small bag at that moment.

Now she had the materials, her little hands reached for the yellow paper, and following protocol, she folded a gold ingot and burned it as a tip for Yao Qian.

Receiving the gold ingot, Yao Qian was overjoyed and skipped out through the wall.

"Hello, hello." Mianmian waved at the Sister in white, "I’ll send you to meet them right away!"

[No way, no way, is she actually summoning a ghost? Who exactly is Little Auntie talking to?]

[That was a paper ingot that they just burned. Paper ingots are for the dead...]

[This is way more exciting than other supernatural fortune-telling live broadcasts/DogHead. If it weren’t for seeing Little Auntie’s performance on the Variety Show, I’d definitely think this was a stunt.]

Mianmian, who couldn’t see the chat, saw the Sister in white nod from a distance and began to get busy again.

The talisman she had drawn earlier managed to get through the screen to the rich girl, so she should be able to let the rich girl see her best friend through the screen as well.

Another talisman, seeping through the screen to the rich girl’s sight.

"I’ve opened your Yin Yang Eyes for you," Mianmian told the screen. "Have a chat with each other, oh, and there’s another one."

Mianmian drew another Soul Attracting Talisman and sent it through.

Once her tasks were done, Mianmian leaned back in her chair, swinging her little feet as she waited.

The rich girl, like the netizens, didn’t quite understand what Little Auntie was doing at first. After hearing about Yin Yang Eyes, she was initially scared of seeing something horrifying but relaxed upon considering that she might see her deceased best friend.

And just as she relaxed, her best friend really appeared in front of her.

"Weiwei, is that really you..." the rich girl stood up in front of the camera, looking to her left, "I’ve missed you so much, really."

The rich girl reached out to the air in an embrace.