Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 297 - 296: How come you can’t even beat these ghosts

Chapter 297: Chapter 296: How come you can’t even beat these ghosts

Su Chenjin immediately saw that Mianmian was worried and gently said, "Little Auntie, don’t worry, once those bad guys at Fahua Temple are taken care of, everything will be fine."

Mianmian’s eyes lit up: "That’s right, hehe."

The pseudo Buddha had already agreed to deal with the villains of Fahua Temple!

It was precisely because he had agreed that Mianmian woke up, set on watching how the pseudo Buddha would handle the villains. Moreover, she had promised that if the bad guys in Fahua Temple were indeed dealt with, she would make a wish.

The pseudo Buddha also agreed to the exchange, saying he would let her see how he would take care of that villain.

"We’re going to see the Buddha deal with the villain, do you want to come with us?" Mianmian enthusiastically invited Old Wang.

Old Wang thought for a moment, then nodded: "Of course, of course, we must go together."

His good friend had already been captured, and if he didn’t cling to Little Auntie’s coattails, he might not even have the chance to become a ghost.

The grandfather and granddaughter, accompanied by a ghost, walked outside the house and looked up to see the immense Buddha Xuying seated on a lotus in mid-air.

This Xuying looked even more imposing than the one in the dream world; against the backdrop of a night sky lit only by the Moon and bereft of stars, it was very easy to make one want to kneel in worship.

To Mianmian’s surprise, however, there were quite a few evil ghosts circling around the Buddha Xuying!

These evil ghosts each had an extraordinary presence, much more formidable than the batch she had just caught.

Mianmian thought of her great-nephew who couldn’t see, touched his eyes with her little hand, opened his Yin Yang Eyes, and then pointed to the clawing dark figures in mid-air, saying: "Great-nephew, they are the Ghost Kings."

Now able to see ghosts and Buddha Xuyings, Su Chenjin asked, "Ghost Kings? Released from the Hell of the Underworld?"

"That should be the case, today is the ghosts’ festival," Mianmian voiced her doubts, "But what are they doing here?"

Upon hearing this, Old Wang was stunned, realizing he hadn’t informed Little Auntie of this intelligence, so he obsequiously said, "Reporting to Little Auntie, the new gods said that consuming you would greatly enhance their cultivation base, allowing them to not fear tomorrow’s sun, so these Ghost Kings have gathered here to eat you."

"In my view, they are indulging in wishful thinking. How could you possibly be eaten so easily?"

After listening to Old Wang’s flattery, Mianmian started to laugh again: "Exactly, exactly, Mianmian won’t be eaten so easily."

Having said this, Mianmian cupped her hands around her mouth to form a small megaphone and shouted loudly towards the Xuying in mid-air, "Buddha, Mianmian is awake, now make Mianmian’s wish come true quickly."

The Buddha Xuying in mid-air was hesitating.

Having escaped from Mianmian’s dream and seeing so many Ghost Kings surrounding Fahua Temple, it started thinking about another possibility.

Little Bun was so sure it would help deal with the bad guys in Fahua Temple without hurrying to make a wish to wake up her parents—could it be because she was confident in her own strength?

Suppose it let these Ghost Kings confront Little Bun, maybe it could take advantage of the situation!

Right, that’s exactly what should happen.

The Buddha Xuying glanced at Mianmian and said warmly, "That person inside Fahua Temple, I need to gather strength to eliminate him in one fell swoop. These evil ghosts, it’s up to you to take action now."

Mianmian pouted her little mouth: "How come you can’t even beat these ghosts and need Mianmian to step in? Are you really the Buddha?"

Now hearing this question, the Xuying had become numb.

It rolled its eyes and replied, "Nowadays, the Spiritual Qi is dwindling; even though I am a Buddha of this world, I am also affected. If you wish to truly fulfill your desire, you need to help me with this matter first."

With that posture, it did carry a bit of the air of a lord of the spirit mountain.

The nearby evil ghosts of Ghost King caliber, having heard the conversation between the Xuying and Mianmian, looked at each other.

They knew about the decline of the Spiritual Qi too, as the Ghost Envoys of the Underworld often gossiped about such matters. But what was this Buddha of the present world? Was it truly the Buddha?

"If you are willing to lay down your butcher’s knife and follow my Buddha, this child will not take action," the Xuying continued to pretend, "Consider it."

The evil ghosts chuckled: "What’s there to consider? No wonder you’ve been confronting us and not taking action, turns out you don’t have enough power."

"Exactly, the precious time we have to roam free wasn’t meant for instant conversion to Buddhism, hahahaha."

"If you’re not going to act, then step aside; I’m going to eat this kid right now."

"Speaking of which, the Buddha and a child whose consumption could massively boost our cultivation base, this child couldn’t be Tangseng, the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada Child, could it? Hahaha."

Xuying heard this, mounted the lotus and ascended higher, meaning to yield the spot to Mianmian and let her make a move.

Mianmian smiled, and without using the Flying Sword, she took out a "Magic Carpet Talisman" made by her mother from her small bag and stepped on it to fly into the sky.

This talisman was for flying, though it didn’t last as long as the Flying Sword.

It was supposed to be called a flying talisman, but her mother insisted on calling it "Magic Carpet Talisman," and Mianmian didn’t quite understand why.

Seeing Mianmian fly into mid-air, and that Xuying indeed withheld its Buddha’s Dharma aura, adopting a stance of watching from the sidelines, the evil ghosts were thrilled.

"Let’s kill her together first, then divide her equally!"

The leader shouted a command and flew towards Mianmian, forming claws with his hands, his body overflowing with Dark Qi.

Down below, Old Wang’s heart trembled.

Being a ghost as well, he could see at a glance the gap between himself and those beings in the sky. Could Little Auntie really handle this?

The Soul-hooking Rope was already in use, but to deal with these guys, was it still necessary to use it?

Su Chenjin, however, wasn’t worried.

He knew his Little Auntie well. If she wasn’t confident, she wouldn’t appear so relaxed.

Mianmian’s little chubby hand was actually always inside her small bag, searching for something, for a talisman she had drawn herself.

Her mother said the talisman was too powerful and forbade her from using it casually.

But today’s situation was just right to bring it into play.

While searching, Mianmian didn’t dodge, merely slapping several Vajra Indestructible Talismans on herself first, before continuing her search.

Thus, a strange scene unfolded in the sky.

The Ghost Kings tried every trick in the book to attack Mianmian, but each of their strikes hit a golden transparent circle. After a while, cracks appeared on the circle.

This indicated that Mianmian’s defense was about to be breached!

The evil ghosts were overjoyed in their hearts, and so was the Buddha statue-like Xuying.

It didn’t forget to say, "If you change your mind, you can still make a wish to me now, and I will help you kill... transcend these evil ghosts."

By then, Mianmian had already found the talisman she had drawn, quickly pulling it out from her small bag.

The talisman paper was still yellow, with only a crooked "thunder" character clearly visible on it, while the other red tiny characters were not prominent.

Little Bun’s hand was plump, holding the yellow talisman paper and turning her head to glance at the Xuying, "There’s no need to make that wish, Mianmian can do it."

Xuying remained silent with a smile, wanting to see just how capable Little Bun was!

The next second, its smile stiffened on its face!

Little Bun’s talisman paper was activated, and in an instant, dark clouds enveloped the Moon. A violent wind arose, and the temperature plummeted.

It was already the day when the Ghost Gate was wide open, and this made it feel even colder.

Below, the monks in the main hall of Fahua Temple, although they felt the wind, did not move. Once they entered the state of self-forgetfulness and chanted scriptures for a common purpose, they couldn’t stop.

seconds, perhaps even less than that.

The talisman paper in Mianmian’s hand floated above her head, and the small talisman paper suddenly released lightning.

The Ghost Kings hadn’t even reacted before the lightning scattered and struck them accurately!

Boom—

The Ghost Kings were directly reduced to ash, without any chance of turning the tides!