Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 301 - 300: Your face looks so strange

Chapter 301: Chapter 300: Your face looks so strange

This time, Xuying’s tone was no longer as detached and indifferent as before; it started to get directly irritated.

So many souls, brought together by the malice of mortals, had been destroyed. It felt its body become imbalanced, as if only the virtuous part of the faith power remained.

"What are you crying about? I’ve already shown you truth, what more do you need to make a wish?"

If it weren’t for the fact that gathering virtue could only be achieved by granting wishes and by making people negative and self-consuming, it wouldn’t have been so embarrassed.

As Xuying grew anxious, Mianmian started to sob intermittently, her eyes red and tears streaming down her face.

Bai Bai circling around Mianmian suddenly paused, shook its large wolf head, and asked Mianmian, "Mianmian, why are you crying? Did I, did I do something?"

The big White Wolf Demon sat on the ground with drooping ears, reflecting on how it had been pressing Mianmian to make a wish, and suddenly sensed something was amiss.

Initially, it had listened to Yong Hui mention that if one prayed in front of the Buddha statue, their wishes would certainly be granted. It started to pray, hoping to see the Monk’s joke, wishing that it could speak.

It hadn’t expected to be successful so quickly!

With one wish coming true, there would certainly be a second, and for the second wish, it wanted wings. It really found making wishes to be convenient, so convenient that it even planned a third wish—to wish for all the demons and evil spirits around Mianmian to leave, leaving only him, King White Wolf Bai Bai, to accompany Mianmian.

But Mianmian was crying!

Mianmian was actually crying!

It hurt to see Mianmian cry.

King White Wolf drooped his ears, shrank his body, and drew close to lick away Mianmian’s tears.

So salty.

Bai Bai tilted its head and howled skywards.

"He said I can’t wish for a lot of things, so I cried," Mianmian sobbed and replied to her friend, patting Bai Bai’s head, "You did nothing wrong, you can talk now and fly now, Mianmian just wishes for more wishes, why can’t I?"

Bai Bai was struck to the core by that "did nothing."

Its parents, and Mianmian’s parents, used to tell stories to young demons with newfound intelligence, passing down life experiences. Among them was the lesson that things gained without effort would require more to repay.

If one was blinded by small gains, they might pay a terrible price later.

Wasn’t that exactly what was happening now?

It had actually joined others in pressuring Mianmian to make a wish!

Originally, it had come to Fahua Temple because the temple had issues. How had it ended up aiding the bad elements of Fahua Temple, bullying Mianmian together with them?

Having realized this, Bai Bai turned to stand beside Mianmian, staring down Xuying, "Why won’t you let Mianmian make more wishes? She is crying. What’s wrong with giving her a few more wishes?"

Xuying was stunned. What was wrong with this White Wolf Demon? Wasn’t it already brainwashed by it? How could it now side with Su Mianmian in accusing him?

It tried to tempt Bai Bai once again.

"Don’t you want your third wish to come true?"

Bai Bai shook its head fiercely, "I don’t want it to come true anymore. If Mianmian isn’t happy, I want to be with Mianmian."

Unable to extract more wish power from Bai Bai, it frowned and turned to the others.

To its surprise, the other few who had been standing in front of it, pressing Mianmian to make wishes on its behalf, had also broken free from its control and now stood in front of Mianmian, looking accusingly at it.

In their eyes was blame.

Blame for what, for not letting Su Mianmian make more wishes? Just a little crying from Su Mianmian had such an effect?

Why was it, when it cried so much before, not cared for?

When this thought surfaced, Xuying suddenly saw a figure appear before it and it was taken aback.

Had it once wanted to be cared for by someone?

But it was clearly born from the Buddha statue, a collective of the monks’ wishes from Fahua Temple.

"If you don’t make a wish, you can’t blame me," Xuying said, regaining its usual indifferent demeanor.

Indeed, drawing wish power and faith through wishes was the most convenient method, but it wasn’t without other options! It just regretted that the statues it had inhabited had been destroyed and many souls ruined, significantly reducing its power.

As Xuying considered this, it suddenly heard Mianmian again, "Oh dear, you say it’s not your fault. If Mianmian doesn’t make a wish, will you have a problem? Please don’t let anything happen to you; I’d be sad."

Little Bun’s face still bore tears; she looked genuinely concerned.

Xuying found it strange that it could feel wish power from Mianmian’s words. This kind of wish power was different from the faith of the worshippers who came to make wishes.

"What’s wrong?" Mianmian asked anxiously as Xuying remained motionless, "Why aren’t you moving? Did Mianmian say something wrong?"

Having absorbed the wish power from Mianmian, Xuying fell silent, unsure if it should still stake everything on one throw.

Yang Xian, who had been observing through the Heavenly Eye, looked at Xuying, then at Mianmian.

He didn’t know what Xuying was thinking, but when Mianmian spoke, the color on Xuying’s body actually changed. It was originally resplendent with golden light, but just now a shade of pink appeared at its chest.

Virtue was golden, the bad was black, but what was this pink light?

As Yang Xian pondered, there was a subtle change in Xuying’s original Buddha-like face.

Mianmian exclaimed in surprise, "Your face has changed! Is there something wrong with your body?"

That was genuine concern once more.

Xuying furrowed its brow, shook its head, and became increasingly confused.

Could it be because it had separated out too many of the negative sides without absorbing them, making it feel strange? This wasn’t right. It had just been ready to execute the final plan to kill everyone around Su Mianmian to control her. Why did it suddenly give up?

Caught in hesitation, the little Bun before it reached out to touch its face.

"Your face looks really weird," Mianmian said with confusion.

Xuying’s countenance, originally like that of a Buddha statue, had now taken on a human appearance, and its features even bore some resemblance to Yong Hui.

"I have changed?" Xuying also raised its hand to touch its own face, a panic filling its golden eyes.

Hadn’t its face always been that of a Buddha statue? How could it change? It was time to execute the last plan, but could the killing of the separated souls be the cause of the issue?

Yet, it felt so strange; why could it continually sense a comforting emotion from the child in front of it? That was more delicious than the wish power offered by mortals in panic or fear.

Mianmian noticed that Xuying looked more and more panicked.

And its face was becoming clearer.

Still enveloped in a golden radiance, Xuying’s countenance had now acquired human features, and the robes it wore had also changed into those of a monk, albeit colorless.

Mianmian took out a special mirror for spirits and passed it to Xuying, "Look at yourself, you really have changed."

After saying this, Little Bun wiped her moist eyes.

Sigh, when acting for a film, it was for money, but now the acting was to deceive demons and evil spirits. Mianmian sure had it tough!