Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 306 - 305: Do Birds Have Feelings?

Chapter 306: Chapter 305: Do Birds Have Feelings?

Once again, Su Mianmian heard Ayu speaking and found herself tangled in a dilemma.

Yong Hui had intentionally allowed her to see Ayu’s past, wanting her to soften her heart toward Ayu, and indeed, she had grown softer toward him, unable to bring herself to kill both Ayu and Yong Hui together.

Ayu’s memories were real; the kind Ayu had actually tried many times to persuade Yong Hui not to commit evil deeds, but Yong Hui never heeded Ayu’s attempts to stop him.

Before Su Mianmian had scattered those clones of Ayu shrouded in Dark Qi, Ayu had always wanted her to make a wish to revive her mom and dad, and now, the Ayu controlled by Yong Hui was once again asking her to make a wish.

So, who was actually speaking just now, Ayu or Yong Hui?

Su Mianmian felt her little head was tied up in knots, unable to distinguish at all.

She shook her head, deciding to put that aside for now and first control the Flying Sword to rescue Yang Xian. Otherwise, if Yang Xian’s Divine Consciousness were devoured, he would become an imbecile, effectively vanishing from the world.

Having made up her mind, Su Mianmian began to recite the Spell to retrieve her Flying Sword, but she was unsuccessful.

"Help me, Mianmian, only you can help me. Lend me your Sword,"

Ayu continued to plead.

Su Mianmian turned her head and caught sight of Yong Hui laughing maniacally, watching as Yang Xian’s Divine Consciousness was being torn apart. She looked at Ayu standing close to Yong Hui, whose golden statue’s eyes seemed to tremble, and whose face also faintly quivered.

The golden layer on the exterior, like a shell, was trapping Ayu inside.

Ayu was originally a little bird that could fly away— even without Yong Hui, he would still willingly listen to the abbot recite scriptures, accompany the brothers in the Temple for morning rites, and use his small body to help others.

Yong Hui may have been the one who saved Ayu, but Ayu’s life was not centered around only Yong Hui.

Su Mianmian clenched her small fists, her eyelashes trembling as she closed her eyes and silently made a wish, "Mianmian wishes to Ayu that Ayu can be himself, return to being that happy little sparrow."

At this moment, Yong Hui was immersed in his victorious delight.

The reincarnation of Erlang Shen had been captured and, as a god who had attained Divine Status through incarnation, Erlang Shen’s divine essence was more nourishing than other gods’. By consuming Erlang Shen’s soul, he would inherit a portion of Erlang Shen’s Divine Power, which was a step further in his plan for the ultimate paradise!

Plus, he had Su Mianmian in his hands too— the very breaker authenticated by Fen Tian himself! Not long ago, Fen Tian had even come to Fahua Temple to visit him and tell him about Su Mianmian’s identity, warning him to be careful.

Ah, how Fen Tian, though he had imparted to him much Magic knowledge, strictly speaking his Master, had not foreseen that he could exceed his teacher.

Su Mianmian had truly been caught by him and became his fish on the chopping block!

To consume the Divine Consciousness of both Erlang Shen and Su Mianmian and then destroy their physical bodies to devour their souls— how could he not directly create the ultimate paradise?

Most pure and virtuous, where no filth could ever occur, a truly ultimate paradise.

Parents would not despise their own children, adults would not disdain others’ children, and both men and women would be free of filthy desires—a perfect world.

Yong Hui smiled, as if he could already see his dream coming true.

He lifted Su Mianmian, preparing to enjoy her along with Yang Xian.

But suddenly, there was a crackling sound by his side.

Yong Hui turned his head to look at Ayu.

Ayu, who originally appeared to be a golden Buddha statue, was now suddenly cracking, chunks falling off as if a chick was breaking through its shell during feathering.

"You?"

Shocked, Yong Hui tried to probe what was happening to Ayu through their life-sharing pact.

But his probe failed!

He looked down at Su Mianmian in his hands.

Little Bun’s eyes were drooping, spiritless, resembling those pilgrims in the Temple who’d lost their wishes’ power after making a wish.

In the life-and-death pact, he had always been the one in control because Ayu’s soul had always been weaker than his. He controlled Ayu’s mind, having Ayu continuously channel those wishes, faith, and merits to him.

Ayu’s strength had always been within his control.

But now, Su Mianmian had made a sincere wish to Ayu! This wish had drained all of Su Mianmian’s wish power, making Ayu in that instant stronger than him!

Yong Hui’s heart panicked momentarily, but he quickly regained composure.

"It doesn’t matter, even if Ayu is stronger than him, there is still a life-and-death contract between them, so there won’t be a problem. Moreover, now that Su Mianmian has made her wish directly, he can also extract the power from Su Mianmian’s body!"

Thinking this, Yong Hui tested it out.

After focusing and drawing out the power, his face suddenly changed.

Su Mianmian’s body was actually empty, with nothing left!

"What have you done?" Yong Hui roared at Mianmian.

Mianmian felt very sleepy at the moment, but seeing Yong Hui so angry, she still squinted her eyes, bared her tiny white teeth, and gave a weak smile, "I was helping Ayu~"

Yong Hui couldn’t understand, "You saw Ayu’s memories; you should know that if you make a wish, you will slowly die."

Mianmian tilted her little head, "It’s okay, Ayu won’t let that happen, so I gave all my power to Ayu. I want to see Ayu being Ayu, not someone bound by a life-and-death contract with you."

Yong Hui was stunned.

The child in his hands, who had just touched wish power and faith value for the first time, had already grasped the key to it, being able to control the output of her faith value all at once, turning herself into a useless shell.

No wonder Fen Tian said that Su Mianmian was the darling of Heavenly Dao! Such aptitude truly befits that status! If Su Mianmian’s ideals matched his, perhaps he could...

Wait, they were originally enemies, what was he thinking about?

Yong Hui frowned and turned his head to look at Ayu.

After all those golden fragments had fallen, what appeared in place was a little sparrow flapping its wings. The little sparrow’s body was round, like a little meatball.

Even though killing was forbidden in Fahua Temple, the little sparrow had never eaten insects, but there was enough rice to fill it up.

Just eating rice and buns, the little sparrow still grew round and plump. When mixed with other sparrows, it was immediately recognizable.

Three to four years old, and yet to be taken away by so-called relatives, every time he saw Ayu mixing with its own kind, he would laugh happily. He would even ask the abbot if Ayu, growing so fat, would really not influence its health.

The abbot would say it wouldn’t and that Ayu was still an agile little sparrow, whether flying or hopping on the ground, everything was unaffected.

Everyone is different, and every bird is different too.

Ayu being able to grow so fat proved that it was well cared for and in a good mood.

"Can birds have moods too?"

The tender voice of a boy suddenly sounded from the water of the Lotus Pond.

The bald-headed little monk, dressed in blue monk robes, asked the old abbot.

The old abbot put his hands together and chanted "Amitabha," "All beings have spirits and should not be treated arbitrarily, little sparrows naturally have their own feelings, each sparrow is unique, just as every person is unique."

At first, Mianmian couldn’t tell whose memories the scenes from the Lotus Pond were.

But later on, she knew.

They were Yong Hui’s own memories!

Before he left the mountain, every time he saw Ayu, Yong Hui’s smile was always bright. He would nuzzle head to head with the chubby Ayu, share all sorts of fruits with Ayu, and cooperate with Ayu to plant vegetables – one digging holes and the other scattering seeds.

All the senior monks would praise him for raising such a good bird, and he would seriously tell them, "Master said, Ayu is free, Ayu is not mine, he is free."

After this scene appeared, Yong Hui stomped and shattered the water mirror, and an aged voice tinged with discontent echoed, "Don’t show old Na’s memories, what use is there in showing these things?"

The little sparrow said, "Ashi, it’s not me who is viewing your memories, these are the scenes you recalled yourself."

Yong Hui’s face darkened. Ashi was the name given to him by his biological parents, and it had been a long time since he had heard it.

And the connection he had with Ayu told him that yes, these scenes certainly were the memories he had recalled himself after seeing Ayu’s true form.

"I know you are reluctant," Ayu spoke with a heavy voice, "but now, I am going to look at your memories."

With the connection to Yong Hui, and the power given to him by Mianmian, Ayu took control of Yong Hui and opened the door to his memories.

Just at that moment, Yang Xian had used the Heavenly Eye Gold Light from the center of his brow to vanquish all the dark shadows. Holding the Three-pointed Two-edged Knife, he flashed through the scene and snatched Mianmian’s Divine Consciousness from Yong Hui’s hands.

As the sky full of lotuses vanished, Yong Hui’s world of consciousness turned into a house.