Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 292 - 291: That Great Buddha has already Made his Move

Chapter 292: Chapter 291: That Great Buddha has already Made his Move

Old Wang listened to his friend’s ill-intentioned laughter with trepidation in his heart.

After dying in a car accident due to drunk driving and becoming a ghost, then taking revenge on his girlfriend and her lover, he adopted a more Buddhist approach. Whenever he encountered a situation where he could take advantage, he would, and if not, he would simply slip away without lingering.

Encountering the Su Family’s Little Auntie, someone even more powerful than the ordinary Yin Envoys due to her Soul-hooking Rope, was something he hadn’t expected.

Neither had he anticipated ending up in Hell to suffer.

Now, his friend’s suggestion implied that Little Auntie was in trouble. So should he extend a helping hand in her time of need or kick her while she was down?!

If eating Little Auntie could really allow him to escape the punishment of the sunlight on the second day of Ghosts Festival and significantly increase his skill, the temptation was indeed great.

"Come on, Old Wang, you’ve been hesitating for so long, you’re not still wondering whether to go have a bite, are you?" Old Zhang said cheerfully, slapping Old Wang on the shoulder, "With your brother here, are you afraid you won’t get to enjoy the best of everything? Don’t worry, we have a VIP channel."

That comment made Old Wang break out in cold sweat again.

VIP channel?

A temple like Fahua Temple actually had a special passage for ghosts like them?

While Old Wang was hesitating, Old Yang and Old Li, who usually hung out with him, had also arrived. After greeting each other, Old Wang was surrounded and flown to the back courtyard of Fahua Temple.

"Is this really going to work?" Old Wang was still afraid.

The Buddha statue’s illusory image in the sky was still confronting the gathering evil spirits, its golden light dazzling and preventing the others from acting rashly. And here they were, sneaking through the backdoor behind the Buddha statue. Could it be that Old Zhang had sensed something off about him and was deliberately trying to harm him?

As Old Wang wavered, the other three brothers had already entered Fahua Temple and were gesturing for him to come in from inside.

"Don’t be scared anymore, we told you it’s okay to come in. Our Fen Tian Leader isn’t one to do nothing, how could he not look out for our well-being?"

Old Wang had no choice but to enter Fahua Temple, and indeed he faced no obstacles at all!

Usually, just approaching such a place would result in him being flung away and experiencing pain, but today there was none of that.

A tug-of-war was once again playing out in Old Wang’s mind.

What if, just what if he really could avoid the sunlight after the Ghost Festival and truly be free? Could he then continue to flirt with women who resembled his former girlfriend?

During his hesitation, Old Wang drifted with the brothers to the guest rooms.

Quite a crowd, a whole bunch of ghosts had already gathered, lingering outside the rooms.

"What’s going on?" Old Wang couldn’t help but ask.

Old Zhang continued to smile: "They’re all good brothers from our Sect, they arrived early to stake out the place."

"What good does staking out do?" Old Wang was puzzled, as sitting around wouldn’t just cause Little Auntie to keel over - was it really necessary?

Old Zhang hurried to explain to his friend: "Ah, you don’t know, huh? Did you think our Sect would only set up in one place? Of course, it’s because we’ve already made a move against Little Auntie."

Upon hearing this, Old Wang acted curious: "How did you make a move? I want to go have a look."

He leaned against the window and peered inside.

One of the ghosts quickly pulled him back: "Bro, don’t go too far inside, this kid has set up an Array, and we’ll die if we enter it. Several too-eager brothers have already died because of it."

"So what can we see from out here?" Old Wang was speechless.

As ghosts, they needed to move through walls to see things. What could they possibly see from a distance through a window?

"The main thing is to observe the performance," the ghost pointed at the bed where the grandmother and grandchild lay, especially at Little Bun, "See, she’s frowning, that means it’s working."

Old Wang still didn’t understand.

It was then that Old Zhang explained: "The huge Buddha above our heads has already taken action, entering dreams, get it?"

Entering dreams could be for good or for evil.

Doing good in dreams would bring people pleasant dreams, making them happy and leave them savoring the experience upon waking. Doing evil in dreams, however, would torment people through their nightmares, weakening their willpower, and thereby enabling an attack.

Mianmian was indeed dreaming.

In her dream, she was extremely happy because all her relatives on the mountain had awakened!

Her mom and dad had prepared many Candied Hawthorns for her, claiming they would store them in the Warehouse like those apples, so she could eat them however she wished.

Bai Bai could talk now, and along with Xiaohu, Dahuang, Xiaohuang, and Yang Xian’s dog Maomao, they ran all over the mountain, informing the awakened demons that he was ready to be King White Wolf, with so many underlings now.

The Yin siblings, Liao An, and Yang Xian were also there, with Liao An frequently getting into fights with the great black dragon that had been sealed by her mom.

Her eldest nephew and his wife had also paid their respects to mom and dad, and the seven grand-nephews, along with the two grand-nieces-in-law and two great-grand-nephews, were all present too.

However, they wouldn’t stay on the mountain all the time, as they would also go down to attend to their own affairs.

Mianmian didn’t mind, as everyone had their own life to live.

Just being able to let her parents, nephews, and their families meet each other had already made her very happy!

She still led everyone to play on the mountain every day, until one day, her great-grand-nephew came up the mountain again.

The handsome man found her climbing a tree and looked up to ask, "Little Auntie, do you think you would truly be happy if things stayed like this forever?"

Did her great-grand-nephew look a bit odd?

Mianmian put down the small bunny she was holding, deftly climbed down to the lowest branch, and cocked her head to look at Su Chenjin.

"I am very happy, aren’t you happy, great-grand-nephew?"

Su Chenjin looked up at Mianmian and then turned his gaze back towards the base of the mountain after a moment.

Little Auntie always talked about down the mountain, but it was after he arrived here that he realized this place didn’t quite qualify as a mountain. How could there be a mountain with so many pavilions and buildings, seeming like a fairyland?

Yet, Su Chenjin still noticed something was off.

It was indeed good news that the great-great-uncle and great-great-aunt had awakened, but the events didn’t connect properly; he and Little Auntie were clearly in the guest room of Fahua Temple.

Something was amiss, definitely amiss.

It was impossible for him to deal with the same documents every day, nor could the people in the Company have only one face.

The only possibility was that this place was fake, kind of like a dream. And in this dream, the main character wasn’t him, but Little Auntie.

"I..." Su Chenjin looked into Little Bun’s pristine eyes and fell silent for a moment.

His rationality told him that it wasn’t good for Little Auntie to be immersed in this beautiful dream. But emotionally, he feared that she would be saddened by the truth.

Those beautiful eyes, which seemed to brim with stars, would overwhelm him if they were tinged with sorrow.

Su Chenjin was in a dilemma, the man who usually dealt with contracts worth billions found himself unable to make a decision.

"Why do you stop halfway through your sentence, great-grand-nephew?" Mianmian stood up from her seat on the branch and said in a milky voice, "Great-grand-nephew, Mianmian is coming down now!"

Su Chenjin instinctively opened his arms, lifting his hands in readiness to catch Little Bun.

Watching Su Chenjin do this, Mianmian giggled and suddenly summoned the Flying Sword and stood on it.

"Mianmian won’t come down now; Mianmian will take you up~"

The Flying Sword grew very large.

Mianmian invited Su Chenjin to step on, then sat cross-legged at the front.