Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 285 - 284: Are You Really Not Worried?

Chapter 285: Chapter 284: Are You Really Not Worried?

Mianmian remembered the face of the person who spoke and said in a childlike voice, "Then Mianmian will just stay a bit further from them, it’s all good. Mianmian is hungry anyway, let’s go eat."

She was very acquiescent and didn’t argue with anyone.

Upon hearing this, Yong Hui smiled and said, "In that case, let’s go have our meal. The devoted visitors can spend a while longer in front of the Buddha; our Fahua Temple’s incense is very prosperous, and many visitors say that all their prayers are answered. Since you are all sincerely benevolent, surely if you have any wishes, our compassionate Buddha will certainly fulfill them."

After leaving these words, Yong Hui took the lead and led everyone towards the dining hall of Fahua Temple.

The monks in charge of logistics had already prepared the meal, and the fragrance of the food was inviting.

"The vegetarian meals at our Fahua Temple are very tasty, Mr. Su must try more," Yong Hui suddenly spoke to Su Chenjin.

Su Chenjin nodded and said, "Yeah, for sure."

Everyone took their seats and began to eat.

Mianmian held her bowl and happily picked up vegetables to eat.

She was sitting next to Yang Xian.

Yang Xian saw Little Bun eating heartily, seemingly unconcerned about her little friends, and frowned in concern, "Aren’t you afraid they’ll run into problems there?"

Mianmian kept chewing with her little mouth, cheeks puffed out with rice. Hearing the question, she stared at Yang Xian with round eyes, and it took her a while to swallow the rice so she could speak, "Not afraid, oh, there won’t be any problem."

She wasn’t a big dummy, she already had a backup plan!

Having said that, Mianmian picked up a piece of mushroom and said to Yang Xian, "You should eat too, it really is delicious."

Yang Xian looked down and suddenly remembered the incident with Hu Yaoyao.

Little Bun had secretly placed a talisman paper in his clothes without him noticing. That meant his worries really might have been superfluous. Mianmian must have made preparations in advance, and created a backup plan for those people.

With this in mind, Yang Xian cast aside his worries and heartily ate the vegetarian meal.

He was only 20 years old, a time of growing, so he had a particularly large appetite. The vegetarian food suited his taste, and in a while, he went back for more.

Yong Hui, who had been sitting in the main seat, saw Yang Xian enjoying the meal so much and said with a smile, "Dear visitor, do you like the vegetarian meal of our Fahua Temple?"

Yang Xian nodded.

Yong Hui continued, "If you like it, please eat more."

But after Yong Hui said this, Yang Xian hesitated to eat further.

He put down his chopsticks and glanced at Mianmian again.

Mianmian smiled at Yang Xian and used the serving chopsticks to add vegetables to his bowl, "Eat more, the ritual tonight will last very late."

Tonight was the Ghosts Festival, and Qing Xu and Yong Jue had said that to suppress the yin energy, they would have to chant sutras all night long. Mianmian was worried Yang Xian wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xian hesitated for a moment then continued to eat.

After their meal, everyone planned to go back to the square to listen to Qing Xu’s teachings.

In the meantime, they would enter the Daxiong Hall to check on Liao An and the others.

There were monks guarding the entrance of the Daxiong Hall. Upon questioning by Yong Hui, they honestly reported, "The visitors have encountered no problems and there’s been no change; they’ve maintained the same state throughout."

Yong Hui turned to the others, "In that case, everyone should be reassured. These visitors are indeed wholeheartedly benevolent and will not harm any of you."

With such a sincere assurance from Yong Hui, it was hard for everyone else to object further.

After all, they had seen with their own eyes that the zombie siblings truly had no issues here. As for the others, although their true identities were unknown, if Little Auntie could subdue even zombies, they likely weren’t easy targets either.

"We were wrong to blame you, so wrong."

"Little Auntie, please don’t be offended, we were just being overly cautious."

"Little Auntie surely won’t blame us, our concerns were understandable."

Everyone apologized to Mianmian, who waved her little hand indicating it was no big deal and turned around to call Bai Bai and the others.

But after calling, no one moved.

Mianmian furrowed her brow, went in, and asked each one individually.

"Ying Fang? Ying Miao? Liao An? Bai Bai? Xiaohu? Dahuang, Xiaohuang?" After calling out everyone’s names, Mianmian asked curiously, "Aren’t you coming out?"

Liao An turned to look at Mianmian and shook his head, "I want to sit here a while longer."

Bai Bai felt the same, howling in agreement, indicating a desire to stay a bit longer under the Buddha statue.

The Ying siblings said the same.

"All right then." Since her friends didn’t want to come out, Mianmian didn’t press them, only reminding, "Remember to eat something."

After speaking, she took out apples from her small backpack and placed them next to her friends’ cushions before walking out of the Daxiong Hall.

Along the way, Yang Xian asked again, "They’re still in there, are you really not worried?"

Mianmian clung tightly to Su Chenjin’s neck and looked back at the Daxiong Hall.

Originally she wasn’t worried, but just now, when everyone said they wanted to stay under the Buddha statue, she began to feel a little anxious.

The reason she wasn’t worried was that if anyone wanted to attack Bai Bai and the others, she had left Green there. Green said it could control itself and protect her friends; as long as they entered the Space, they would absolutely not be harmed.

Rose referred to this as a physical attack and also emphasized magic attacks, which were psychological. Mianmian had left enhanced Mind Calming Talismans for her friends and taught them the Mind Calming Spell, to prevent any mental disturbances.

That was a foolproof guarantee!

But why did her friends insist on kneeling under the Buddha statue, unwilling to get up?

As Mianmian pondered, they arrived back at the square, just as a monk was passing by her.

Mianmian sneezed loudly, frowned, and looked towards the monk. Among the monks present, there were some whose past and future she couldn’t see, including the pockmarked-face monk now standing by her side.

The pockmarked-face monk didn’t talk much, he just walked to the rear.

He sat down by Liao An’s cushion, thinking to himself: Certainly, he was right.

The Heavenly Dao was reminding Mianmian of his presence with sneezes. However, this hint seemed inefficacious; Mianmian evidently did not realize this.

No helping that; after all, he did have a bit of an advantage from the start.

The one currently preaching from the stage was Qing Xu.

Yong Hui was seated below Qing Xu, as the host, he had every right to sit in the prominent seat.

With Qing Xu preaching, there were no problems, as he spoke of legitimate cultivation insights.

Mianmian listened for a while but then her mind wandered, still thinking about her friends sitting on their cushions. Were they really all right? What if there was a problem?

Did she make a mistake by bringing them here? Initially, she wanted them to listen to sermons and sutras to help her friends progress, but it seemed they weren’t really listening to Qing Xu’s teachings, were they?

Mianmian’s troubled little brows furrowed together, doubting whether her actions had been counterproductive.

While she was lost in thought, Yang Xian sitting behind her suddenly gasped.

He saw the golden light emanating from Mianmian slowly dispersing, drifting in the direction of Fahua Temple’s Daxiong Hall!