Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 679 - 678: Daoist Priests are Also Quite Strange

It was Su Mianmian’s first time seeing the Daoist Temple.

With her eyes widened, she curiously looked around in Su Senqi’s arms. The temple’s green tiles and red walls made it seem more imposing than any house in the village.

Because it was evening, there were no more worshippers coming. The visit of the Mianmian family was warmly welcomed by the Daoist priests inside the temple.

However, there were no children to be seen.

Mianmian asked cautiously, "Daddy, where are Big Zhuzi and Little Zhuzi? Didn’t they come to the Daoist Temple?"

Su Senqi then inquired with Wu Chenzi.

Wu Chenzi said with a smile, "The young disciples are all in the back courtyard, and they can only come out after they have learned the rules."

After speaking, he let a younger Daoist priest lead the family to rest.

The Daoist Temple was large and planted with many bamboos. When the breeze blew, the bamboo swayed, making the environment serene.

At night, there was candlelight in the room.

Su Mianmian grew sleepy and fell asleep in no time. As she slept, she had a dream. In the dream, her parents hurriedly told her that the parents beside her were not her real parents but were transformed by a fox demon and that she must be careful.

This dream was the kind that scared children, and Mianmian woke up suddenly from her sleep, rubbing her eyes and calling for her mother.

No one replied.

She sat up nervously, trying to find where her parents were, but could not find anyone on the bed. Moreover, she could not get down from the bed as if something strange was constantly blocking her.

This made Su Mianmian even more panicked; the tip of her nose turned red as she felt like crying.

But subconsciously, she knew she shouldn’t cry, she needed to stay calm.

Mianmian lay in bed, trying to contain her fear, waiting in silence. As she waited, her parents did not return, but voices could be heard from outside the room.

"This child is truly a spiritual body, I can feel the spiritual qi overflowing just by standing here."

"Ah, such a powerful child, but she has been taken over by the great-uncle master. I also wish to cultivate with her help to achieve immortality quickly."

"It’s okay, it’s okay, we just need to be a little involved, I’m sure the great-uncle master won’t be so stingy."

Mianmian couldn’t understand what the people outside the door were talking about. She covered her mouth, her large eyes misting with fear of making any sound.

While the child in bed was frightened, people were talking outside the room. The scene made those guarding outside the Mountain River Sheji Map feel helpless.

What kind of Little World did the Mountain River Sheji Map design? This was treating Mianmian like Tripitaka—a naturally gifted spiritual body, which sounds like something everyone would fight over. Moreover, Mianmian’s parents were already asleep and, in the Little World, she had to be forcibly separated from them. Was this intentional bullying of a child?

Bai Bai was very angry and cursed at the Mountain River Sheji Map.

Yang Xian looked at Black Tortoise and asked, "Did you interfere with the creation of this Little World?"

Black Tortoise shook his head, "No."

He also disliked seeing the expression on Su Mianmian’s face as she struggled not to cry. And what was this story that was both smelly and long, trying to tie Mianmian up with the fox demon?

Moreover, three fox demons had appeared so far, and Black Tortoise didn’t know which one was Su Ji.

"Just continue watching, the main body will always be watching," he said.

When Yang Xian heard Black Tortoise’s assurance, he felt a bit more relieved.

"No worries, no worries, Brother Yang, let’s just watch quietly. I, old Sun, also think nothing bad will happen," Xiaoxiao consoled Yang Xian using voice translation, "This treasure is left by Miss Nuwa from her enlightenment, it’s inherently good. There’s no need to be too scared."

As those guarding outside the Mountain River Sheji Map discussed, the events inside continued.

The little girl, who had not fallen asleep all night, finally saw her Daddy and Mother.

Returning to their room, Su Senqi obviously hadn’t expected Mianmian to be awake. He looked at the wide-eyed little bundle and asked, "Why aren’t you asleep?"

Mianmian pouted, "Daddy, can we not stay here? Mianmian is scared."

Su Senqi reassured her, "Don’t worry, Daddy won’t leave you here. We are just visiting."

As expected, come morning, Wu Chenzi came again to inquire about taking a disciple, and once again Su Senqi declined.

Su Senqi said, "Daoist Master, I have thought it over all night. I’d rather have my daughter grow up by our side. So, we are going back."

Wu Chenzi did not obstruct them.

The family set off for home again. The Daoist Priest driving the carriage exclaimed in shock when they stopped outside the village, "My heavens, what has happened to the village?"

Upon hearing this, the family disembarked.

What they saw were bodies lying helter-skelter.

Each corpse had its chest cavity hollowed out and was strewn about the village entrance. It seemed as if they had been hunted down, tried to flee to the doorway, but were still caught and killed by their executioners.

Seeing the terrifying scene once more, Mianmian clutched Su Senqi’s collar and hid in his embrace, scared.

The Daoist Priest who had driven the carriage went into the village to investigate, and after a while, came out holding some red fox fur, lamenting, "Looks like the village was slaughtered by a fox demon. I’ll go call the Daoist brothers to help collect the bodies. Will you come back with me?"

Collecting the bodies was certainly necessary.

Jiang Yao stayed beside Mianmian while Su Senqi went to help.

The blood-stained village was cleaned up, and Wu Chenzi shook his feather fan as he performed rituals for the souls of the villagers. After the rites, he asked Su Senqi again, "Young man, given the circumstances in your village, I suggest you come back to the Daoist Temple with us."

With no survivors in the village, most people wouldn’t want to stay.

Su Senqi reluctantly agreed with Wu Chenzi and, holding Mianmian, they returned to the Daoist Temple.

The family of three settled into a side room of the temple’s rear hall.

The Daoist priests in the temple were all very kind. Each day they brought food and drink to the family and actively helped them with chores.

With her parents around, Mianmian was happy and felt no fear regardless of the location.

But at night, she often had dreams where her parents told her that the parents with her now were not her real parents but were transformed by a fox demon.

Having such dreams frequently, Mianmian became increasingly spiritless and not at all happy.

Seeing Mianmian unhappy, the Daoist priests felt even more distressed than her, "Little Mianmian, why aren’t you happy?"

Mianmian was actually a bit scared of the priests. She still remembered Ermao’s heart being gouged out by someone wearing such clothes. Thus, she dared not tell the priests about her dreams, nor did she dare tell her parents.

But how could a child keep such worries to themselves?

Unable to hold it in any longer, Mianmian quietly ran to a deserted place and murmured to the Big Tree, "Big Tree, Big Tree, why is this so strange? Parents keep coming into Mianmian’s dreams to say, the parents with me now aren’t Mianmian’s real parents. It’s really so strange."

"And also, and also, the Daoist priests are so strange, always looking at Mianmian, asking why I am not happy, why I don’t smile."

Really, with so many worries, how could a child smile?

However, after telling her secrets to the Big Tree, Mianmian felt much better.

She walked out cheerfully again but didn’t notice that Wu Chenzi had passed by in front of her.