Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 291 - 290: Heard that there’s a Bustle at Fahua Temple

Chapter 291: Chapter 290: Heard that there’s a Bustle at Fahua Temple

Su Chenjin saw Little Auntie smiling so happily, the corners of his lips turned up, a pleasure in his eyes that he had never experienced before.

He indeed found it very thrilling.

In the Su Family, he was the eldest son. Although the family never explicitly stated that as the eldest son he had to take on all the responsibilities that came with it, Su Chenjin himself felt it was necessary to shelter his parents and younger brothers from the storms of life.

The Su Family was not his alone, nor was the company solely his.

The Su Family enterprise had reached a point where it could no longer be said to be merely a family business. If the Su Family faced problems, the consequences would be severe.

This wasn’t Su Chenjin being narcissistic; it was simply a fact.

After working tirelessly for so long, participating in an adventure like this was a first for Su Chenjin.

Perhaps he had been looking forward to it, which was why he took the initiative to come with Little Auntie? Before coming here, the fifth and sixth brothers had said they could come instead, as they were the most free in the family.

Su Chenjin had hesitated but eventually declined after some thought.

He wanted to experience what Little Auntie and the seventh had gone through. In his thirty years of life, with the same unchanging pace, he wanted to indulge just once.

Su Mianmian saw that Su Chenjin was truly in a good mood and felt much more at ease.

It’s good that the great nephew isn’t frightened!

She wasn’t afraid now either! The worried child from before definitely wasn’t her!

Remembering her previous worries, Mianmian thought of the bump on her head she got from Yong Jue and reached to touch the spot.

Su Chenjin: "Does it still hurt?"

Mianmian shook her head: "Not anymore, but I feel lucky to have been hit, or all my golden light would have disappeared."

Otherwise, considering what Yang Xian said about the golden light on her body heading towards the Mahavira Hall, it was highly likely that it would continue to run off until all the golden light was absorbed.

Su Chenjin had never seen anyone so happy about being hit before, but now he had, and it was his family’s Little Auntie.

He helplessly touched the small bald spot: "I’ve looked around and found nothing; Little Auntie should sleep for a while."

Mianmian nodded.

She needed to sleep, but she also had to implement some additional protective measures to avoid any issues while sleeping too deeply, as this place was not the safety of home, but the outside.

Little Bun earnestly took out rebound talismans, Vajra Talismans, and various other Talisman Spells from her small bag, stuffing them all into Su Chenjin’s pockets.

Su Chenjin accepted them all, even though he had no plans to sleep.

It wasn’t just Talisman Spells, Mianmian also placed some silk threads at the door and windows. These threads were connected to her, invisible to ordinary people, but she would be alerted by any reaction.

Having prepared all the protective measures she could think of, Mianmian finally lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and prepared to sleep.

The room became very quiet, and Su Chenjin began to rest with his eyes closed.

In the Mahavira Hall, the monks continued their chanting and meditation. The Buddhism Qi from the monks, condensing into lotus petal shapes overhead, drifted far away.

All of North City had grown quiet.

The Instagram post Mianmian shared was very effective—many large nightclubs and bars had closed their doors for the day, and the youth stayed put at home, lighting candles at their doors and silently reciting the names of their loved ones while looking at their pictures as Mianmian had instructed.

After the memorial and waiting by the paper-offering basin, they obediently put down their mobile phones and went to sleep.

For anyone who did as Mianmian had instructed, if Yang Xian’s Heavenly Eye was to be believed, one could see white light slowly gathering around them, eventually drifting towards Mianmian.

Invisible to ordinary eyes, these lights fell into the eyes of the statues, reliefs, and Buddha figures in Fahua Temple.

The candles flickered gently, and the eyes of these inanimate objects shifted back and forth until, above the Sakyamuni Buddha figure in the Mahavira Hall, a shadowy figure of Sakyamuni Buddha formed and began to drift towards Mianmian’s guest room.

Midway, the ethereal figure collided with another dark shadow.

The shadow, upon seeing the apparition of Sakyamuni Buddha, was startled by the profound Buddhist aura emanating from it and immediately turned to flee. As it ran, realizing that no one was following, it turned back curiously and stared at Sakyamuni.

The shadow was an evil ghost that had escaped from the Underworld when the Ghost Gate was wide open.

It had heard a rumor that in Fahua Temple, there was a child whose flesh could drastically increase one’s cultivation base just by being eaten. If it could devour the child, it would no longer be restricted and tortured in Hell!

For the evil ghost, which had suffered in the Underworld for countless years, every minute and second in agony, this was hope.

Therefore, it devoured other evil ghosts and flew here, willing to risk everything for this one shot!

Why not fear the temple?

Heh.

If every monk practicing in a temple could make a real difference, all living beings would have been converted long ago, and how could so many new evil spirits still be pouring into the Underworld to be punished?

Moreover, with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva still in Hell, vowing "not to achieve Buddhahood until Hell is empty, until all beings are saved to realize enlightenment," his presence is enough to prove that monks are useless, right?

Just to possibly gain a significant increase in cultivation base, maybe even to replace those judges and King Yama in the Underworld and take charge?

But the evil ghost had not anticipated the appearance of the Buddha’s specter above Fahua Temple. The pure Buddha’s Dharma aura emanating from the apparition made it immediately aware that this entity was its nemesis.

However, why wasn’t the nemesis capturing it?

Could it be that it was confined to hovering above Fahua Temple?

The evil ghost swallowed nervously and circled around the apparition of the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha.

It wanted to test if there was any weakness in this apparition that it could exploit to get closer to the child. Even from a distance, it could smell the scent of the child.

It was a tantalizing and enchanting fragrance, different from that of Buddha’s Dharma, making it seem delicious!

Nevertheless, no matter how the apparition spun, the evil ghost felt the Buddha’s statue was watching it.

This made it uneasy, torn between leaving and fearing death if it approached.

As the evil ghost hesitated, more ghosts arrived nearby.

Not only this one but many other evil spirits too had heard the news, all rushing here, eager to partake.

The many ghosts gathered above Fahua Temple, but the lotus apparition was ineffective. The lotuses created by the chanting of monks were all gathered around the apparition of Sakyamuni.

Above Fahua Temple, it looked more like Hell, filled with the black shadows of evil spirits.

In the distance, a smaller shadow lurked, watching quietly.

It was the very one Su Mianmian had sent to the Underworld as an informant in exchange for a reduced sentence earlier. Hearing others talk about a child whose flesh was as potent as Tang Sanzang’s, and vaguely hearing the name Su Mianmian, it came over to join the excitement.

While it was still watching, its friend floated over.

"Hey, Old Wang, where have you been these days? Why didn’t you come out for drinks with me?"

The ghost referred to as Old Wang glanced at his friend and smiled amiably, "Me? I’ve been playing in other cities these past few days, forgot to tell you. Today the Ghost Gate is wide open, and I heard there’s a commotion at Fahua Temple, so I came to check it out."

"Hehe, you went to other cities? How was it, did you have your fun with several beauties?"

Old Wang continued to smile and nodded, "Fun, of course fun. You should have come with me, Old Zhang."

One of his crimes was also deceiving others; he had once deceived his girlfriend with promises of buying a car and a house, so he first visited Tongue-pulling Hell for a ’pleasurable’ experience. His tongue was repeatedly pulled out and then regrown—it was truly ’enjoyable’!

Old Zhang, unaware of Old Wang’s different thoughts, cheerfully said, "Your fun sounds great, and this is too. Look at all these, just released from prison, hearing that eating Su Mianmian can increase cultivation base, not fearing the tomorrow’s sun, they’re rushing here like they’re mad!"

"Isn’t there a Buddha statue in the way?" Old Wang asked with a frown, "Are they not afraid of the Buddha statue?"

Old Zhang revealed a sly smile, "I told you to join the New Gods, but you refused. I’m just looking out for you. There are many followers of the New Gods, and as for this Buddha statue... Hehehehe."