Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 452 - 451: Don’t worry, you can’t escape~

Chapter 452: Chapter 451: Don’t worry, you can’t escape~

Under the audience’s puzzled gaze, the old grandfather placed money into the donation box.

The villagers below, seeing the old grandfather’s behavior, also found it inexplicable.

They talked among themselves, their eyes filled with fear and shock towards the old grandfather’s spouse.

"Old Wang’s wife Xiu Mei is standing here again? Am I seeing things? Or am I about to die and seeing ghosts?"

"It’s not just you who can see her, I can too. Does that mean we’re close to death?"

"No, no, that can’t be it."

An older grandmother in a blue floral short-sleeved shirt stared at the old grandfather’s wife Xiu Mei without uttering a word.

As she watched, she saw Xiu Mei wink at her and make several help-seeking gestures that the two of them had agreed upon when they were younger, and she suddenly understood.

This really was her old sister Xiu Mei!

Xiu Mei was clearly dead, and now how could she be alive again? No, there must be something else going on.

Thinking this, the grandmother in the blue floral shirt responded with a knowing gesture to Xiu Mei.

Seeing this, Xiu Mei knew her old sister Lanhua had understood her, so she made a shushing gesture.

Upon hearing this, Grandma Lanhua immediately spoke up loud, "Everyone quiet down, Old Li Tou is making a donation first because he wanted to see his Granma. Let’s just watch if he can see her, isn’t this good? We can ask Old Li Tou about the rest later. We’ve all lived in the same village for most of our lives. Old Li Tou’s family wouldn’t harm us."

Upon hearing this, the villagers felt that there was sense in these words and nodded in agreement, deciding to wait and see.

While this was resolved, the old grandfather was already being patted on the head by the "Little Pixiu".

Xiu Mei’s Grandma tried her best to aim her mobile phone at Little Pixiu, to allow Mianmian to have a clear view.

Actually, Mianmian could only see a little bit.

She only saw the lower half of Little Pixiu; it looked like a child dressed in red Buddhist robes. As for whether this was the reincarnation of a Buddha’s disciple, her Heavenly Eye couldn’t make out anything.

People reincarnated from Buddha’s disciples should have a lot of merit, but it was not present on the child; on the contrary, the host had a Dark Qi about him.

Therefore, Mianmian was already handling her mobile phone, contacting Daoist Master Qing Xu and additionally sent him the location.

The message from Daoist Master Qing Xu came in an instant.

[This is truly a stroke of luck, Little Sister, we were just tracking such people, and you’ve given us the location. A disciple from Shifang Temple is in charge of that area, I will have him rush over immediately.]

Mianmian was surprised and typed back in response, [I recall someone telling me that the abbot of Shifang Temple doesn’t handle these matters. How come his disciple has started to take charge of these affairs?]

Qing Xu immediately replied to Mianmian with a snorting kitty emoticon, and then typed, [That old baldy, seeing Little Sister, decided to emerge in the world, just wanting to compete with us from Ling Xiao Temple for the merit. Old Daoist like me looks down on him!]

Merit?

Mianmian scratched her head, where was there any merit?

After scratching her head, Mianmian paused for a moment.

Her hair had been burnt off by lightning, a head shave specially granted by Heaven’s Grandfather, making it exceptionally smooth! It had always been particularly sleek to the touch, Zhong Kui said it felt like a marinated egg, which wasn’t wrong - her head felt just like the surface of a peeled egg.

But just now, when she touched it, it felt prickly.

Mianmian quickly muted the sound of the Live Broadcast Room and turned to ask Yang Xian, "Yang Xian, Yang Xian, touch my head quickly."

Yang Xian, not understanding the situation, reached out and felt her head.

Without waiting for Mianmian to ask, he confirmed straight away, "Hmm, your hair has started to grow back."

Mianmian chuckled softly and then touched her own head to make sure it was prickly, whispering, "Has Mianmian finally been punished? Is it because Mianmian behaved really well?"

The audience in the Live Broadcast Room couldn’t hear Mianmian speaking; they all sent barrage comments asking what Mianmian was laughing about, why she touched her own head and then let others touch it.

Some viewers were quicker on the uptake and directly sent a barrage comment: "Did Little Auntie’s head feel prickly? Prickly means the hair is about to grow back!"

Seeing this comment, Mianmian nodded in response to the barrage to confirm it.

She then continued to remain silent, watching to see what was happening on Elder Su’s side.

Li Tou had already had his head touched by the children, and the host beamed with glee, "Do you see your mother now?"

"Huh?" Li Tou looked puzzled.

Indeed, there was a figure standing in front of him, but it didn’t look like his mother.

"Does it not look like your mother? That’s because your mother has been reborn. This is what she looks like after reincarnation," the host explained.

Li Tou had come with the intention of exposing a fraud.

But now that he had actually seen a ghost, he immediately knew these people truly had abilities.

Li Tou felt somewhat at a loss, glancing at the mobile phone.

Just then, Mianmian opened up the audio and directly asked the man, "You say this is Grandpa Li’s mother, looking different because she’s reincarnated. Then call out Grandpa Li’s father too. Don’t just let Grandpa Li see, let everyone here see."

The host visibly trembled upon hearing Mianmian’s voice.

Li Tou knew he could point the phone directly at people now and immediately adjusted the angle to capture the host’s face completely on the mobile phone.

"Yeah, I’d also like to see my dad. Go ahead and call him too. It’s okay if he’s reincarnated as well."

After this challenging question, the host shivered even more, his eyes darting around, looking for the best escape route.

He was just doing the Sect’s work, using Dark Sect methods to trick the villagers into gaining more believers for the Sect. How did he end up in Little Auntie’s Fortune-telling Live Broadcast?

This was too miserable.

Filled with fear, the host carefully spoke, "Today, today we can only see this one. No others, sorry. The Buddha’s magic is limited..."

After these words, the host threw down the microphone and turned tail, running away at full speed.

Seeing the host so scared, Mianmian laughed and said, "Hey, do you recognize me and want to run away? Don’t worry, you won’t get far, oh."

She drew in the air with her small hand, and an Immobilization Talisman passed through the screen, landing on the host.

The elderly onlookers saw the host frozen in a mid-step posture, motionless, their eyes widened in shock: "What’s going on, Li Tou? Why isn’t that man moving? And also, how did your wife come back to life?"

At first, Li Tou was a bit nervous when he realized he had actually seen other ghosts, worried that he might come to harm.

Now seeing that the host was no match for Mianmian, he relaxed completely, boasting smugly, "This has to do with my filial son. He taught me how to use this mobile phone, set a date for me, told me to click on the eye icon in the phone, and watch something called live-stream to learn how to win prizes..."

Li Tou recounted how he won prizes, started fortune-telling, and saw his dear wife again.

The elders in the village were amazed!

A little girl on the mobile phone doing fortune-telling, so accurate, letting Li Tou see his beloved wife—wasn’t that just incredible?

So, everyone looked at Li Tou’s mobile phone as if they were witnessing something rare, eager to see what Mianmian actually looked like.

Mianmian was scrutinized by the crowd but was very gracious, greeting each older person. This grandpa, that grandma, she called out sweetly.

In the Su Family’s Media Room, Elder Su, watching his little niece call so many grandpas and grandmas, mumbled, "These are just polite words, just polite words, our Su Family doesn’t have so many great-grandpas and grandmas..."