Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 286 - 285: Pulling Out a Club

Chapter 286: Chapter 285: Pulling Out a Club

Yang Xian had previously seen these golden lights in Mianmian’s Live Broadcast Room. And now, they were gradually moving towards the main hall!

Feeling that this couldn’t continue, Yang Xian stealthily moved forward, hoping to get close to Mianmian to inform her of this.

Su Chenjin, who was originally sitting behind Mianmian, noticed Yang Xian’s movements and tacitly moved back to sit on Yang Xian’s cushion, allowing Yang Xian to take the seat in front.

After they switched places, Mianmian still hadn’t noticed.

Little Bun maintained the cross-legged meditation posture, with a deep in thought expression on that chubby little face, clearly still immersed in her musings.

"Mianmian, Mianmian?"

Suddenly hearing Yang Xian’s voice, Mianmian snapped back to reality, blinked her eyes, and asked him what was the matter. She noticed the swap in positions between her great-nephew and Yang Xian, and her expression immediately became serious.

Yang Xian had changed places to find her, so there must be something important he needed to say!

Little Bun quietly drew another talisman to ensure their conversation wouldn’t be overheard, then slowly inched backward to get closer to Yang Xian.

Seeing Mianmian regain her focus, Yang Xian continued in a low voice, "What were you thinking about just now?"

Mianmian was startled.

She recalled her thoughts from moments before and answered Yang Xian, "Just now, Mianmian was worried about Bai Bai and the others, it’s so strange that they don’t want to come over."

Yang Xian asked again, "What else?"

Mianmian went on, "I was also wondering if Mianmian did something wrong, if I shouldn’t have brought you all here. If I hadn’t, you wouldn’t be in danger."

Yang Xian was silent for a while, then spoke directly about what he had just seen, frowning, "I’m wondering if it’s because of your emotions."

Mianmian knew what those golden lights were! They were the merit and virtue she had accumulated over such a long time, and the affection she had gained from netizens’ approval!

There was already a tiny layer of water in the little bottle; she had been secretly watching it, just not telling everybody. If she always looked and talked about it, it would let everyone know how much she misses her dad and mom, and make them worry about her even more.

Mianmian didn’t want that.

If all the merit and virtue around her ran away, moving to another place, then how would she be able to wake up her mom and dad? Could it be that her mom and dad will never wake up again? What should she do then?

Thinking of the worst possible outcome, Mianmian pouted her lips, feeling like she wanted to cry.

Seeing this, Yang Xian’s voice revealed his tension, "Don’t... now they’re running even faster!"

The golden lights, upon witnessing Mianmian’s troubled expression, moved even faster. What were once scattered specks had now turned into a fine thread moving towards the main hall.

Yang Xian began to regret it. Should he not have spoken out?

If he hadn’t, Mianmian wouldn’t be unhappy.

Having his emotions influenced by someone else was somewhat annoying to Yang Xian.

This was also why, after so many years of mixing in, he still lived alone in a dilapidated shed in the end. He disliked the feeling of being controlled very much, extremely so, but he couldn’t truly free himself from these emotions.

"Ah, really?" Mianmian, hearing Yang Xian say that her merit and virtue golden lights were running even faster, dared not look worried any longer. But a person can only control their facial expressions, not their thoughts.

The more she told herself not to think that way, the more she couldn’t help panicking, the more she had to think about whether she had done something wrong.

As the vicious cycle continued, under Yang Xian’s Heavenly Eye, a shadow cast over Little Bun, and her originally shining eyes, like pearls covered in dust, lost their usual vivacity.

On the platform, Yong Hui, sitting to the right of Daoist Master Qing Xu, squinted his eyes and glanced over Mianmian and Yang Xian in the square, his smile deepening by a few degrees.

How wonderful it is for a high-profile guest to visit Fahua Temple, really great!

Their Fahua Temple will soon have even more believers!

While Yang Xian and Mianmian were both lost in their thoughts, Master Yong Jue, who sat quietly in meditation, clothed in a kasaya, slightly raised his eyebrows and reached into his robe sleeve to produce a cudgel.

The elder swung the cudgel without any hesitation towards Mianmian’s head.

Su Chenjin, who had exchanged places with Yang Xian sensed something amiss and furrowed his brows. He knew that there must be a reason for Master Yong Jue’s action, but the hefty stick striking the little bald head of Little Auntie would cause her pain, and he felt distressed.

Indeed, Mianmian, after being hit, clutched her head, now swelling into a bump, and let out an "ouch." With her big eyes brimming with tears, she looked pitifully at Master Yong Jue holding the cudgel.

Master Yong Jue was old, his face sagging with the weight of years and his eye sockets deep. Faced with such a look from Mianmian, his cloudy old eyes revealed a hint of a smile, and once again without hesitation, landed another blow on Yang Xian.

Unlike Mianmian, Yang Xian didn’t take it as well; he lashed out reflexively, his hands swiftly grabbed Master Yong Jue’s wrist with a dark look in his eyes.

Master Yong Jue, upon seeing this, internally exclaimed and with a slight twist, his lean and withered arm slipped out of Yang Xian’s grip, raising the cudgel again to strike Yang Xian.

This time, it hurt even more!

Yang Xian gasped for air and reflexively touched the sore spot on his head, unsurprisingly finding a large bump.

Master Yong Jue slipped the cudgel back into his sleeve and folded his hands, bowing his head as he muttered, "Amitabha, seek not truth and cease delusion, realize both laws are empty and formless. Oh, do not break the heart, do not break the heart~"

The scrawny little old man, though clothed in the garb of Buddhism, mixed Zen sayings with colloquial speech. He sat with improper posture, his expression not solemn, and his demeanor even verged on the lecherous.

Such appearance, he looked less like an accomplished monk and more like a vagabond from outside wearing the stolen kasaya, utterly out of place.

Yang Xian and Mianmian exchanged glances, and both saw a sea of confusion in each other’s eyes.

Why had they suddenly been hit?

Mianmian rubbed her smooth little head, unable to make sense of it for a moment.

Meanwhile, on the stage, Daoist Master Qing Xu had just finished discussing a Chapter of the "Tao Te Ching" when he suddenly recited a saying by the renowned Daoist, Zhuangzi, "Minor delusions easily resolve; major delusions transform nature. I wonder if anyone present understands the meaning of this saying?"

He posed the question, and soon someone raised their hand, claiming to understand.

Mianmian also understood the meaning of this saying, which suggested that minor confusions might lead one astray, but major ones can change one’s nature. She had just been caught up in confusion, doubting whether it was wrong to bring everyone here, even suspecting whether her actions would make it so that her mom and dad would never wake up.

But what if they hadn’t come?

The words of Mage Yong Jue, on the other hand, appeared to reflect the viewpoint of a high monk from the Tang dynasty. Mum mentioned that it signifies all arising thoughts are normal, and after having these thoughts, there is no need to force oneself to abandon them, to let them be and go with the flow.

The more you feel it is not right, the more you are caught in the cycle of choice and abandonment, the more tangled your thoughts become, disrupting your true nature.

Without your true self, you are no longer you; you change into someone else!

Mianmian’s eyes once again shone brightly, "Mianmian is still Mianmian, won’t turn into someone else, everything will have a solution, that’s what matters most!"

Even if what she originally wanted to do diverges from how things unfold, it’s all normal. As long as she remains Mianmian, there will always be a way to deal with it rather than sitting here dwelling on the unnecessary.

With this thought, Mianmian suddenly felt a strange sensation; the clouds in the sky, the ants on the ground, the passing breeze, all seemed different.

Little Bun broke into a beaming smile.

Hearing Mianmian’s murmurs, something clicked in Yang Xian’s mind too. Getting close to Mianmian was a choice he had made, and whatever consequences it brought, as long as he remained himself, there would be a way.

Even if influenced by Mianmian, it was still his own decision. There were goods and bads, but one cannot only see the negative side.

At that moment, Yang Xian saw the golden light that had been drifting away from Mianmian suddenly reverse and return to her.

Seeing Mianmian smiling, Yong Hui’s face stiffened with a smile.

He glanced at Yong Jue beside him, his eyes obscured.

Qing Xu and Yong Jue were really getting in the way!