AWB Chapter 217 My Mother is a Fortune Teller 2
Chapter 217 My Mother is a Fortune Teller 2
Xiao Xiao naturally wouldn't sit idly by and watch her original mother's life fall apart.
Moreover, whether he will be able to meet the Taoist priest again this time is another matter entirely!
She flung open the curtain and ran to Grandma Qi.
"Brother Xiaobao, what's wrong?"
"Oh dear! My daughter's awake!"
Lu Yingniang hurriedly went over and hugged Xiaoxiao, touching her forehead, which felt cool.
I felt relieved, knowing that the fever had subsided.
Seeing that the child seemed to be in good spirits, I felt relieved.
"It's Xiaoxiao! Your brother Xiaobao is captivated. How about we wait until he's better tomorrow before you play together?"
Aunt Qi, who was sitting on the ground holding Xiao Bao, forced a smile and said to Xiao Xiao.
"Okay, okay, then Little Bao, get well soon."
Xiao Xiao leaned against Lu Yingniang's chest and reached out to touch Xiao Bao's head.
The deformed little old man, who was lying down absorbing yang energy, suddenly raised his head.
Baring its fangs, it hissed and tried to bite the small, chubby, white hand that Xiao Xiao reached out.
Xiao Xiao looked at the green juice dripping from the old man's fangs and smelled the foul odor, feeling both disgusted and repulsed.
Encouraged by the system auntie, she simply closed her eyes and casually slapped the old man across the face.
A sharp, piercing scream rang out in the air.
Aunt Qi, Lu Yingniang, and Hu Ziqiang behind them were all startled.
"What's going on? Who's calling? Yingniang?"
Aunt Qi turned pale with fright, looked around in terror, and screamed in a trembling voice.
Lu Yingniang was also startled and hugged her daughter tightly.
I felt a chill in front of me, and there was a faint fishy smell in the air.
It smells like the odor of rotting aquatic plants rising to the surface from the bottom of a river.
She was afraid, but her face showed no panic; instead, she appeared even more mysterious and solemn.
She first closed her eyes, counted on her fingers, and chanted a spell. Then she pointed a finger at Xiao Bao's forehead, muttering incantations. After finishing, she said with a confident expression:
"Alright, Aunt Qi, that was the last trace of yin energy left in Xiao Bao's body by the evil spirit. It has now been completely removed."
"Take the baby home now, get a good night's sleep, and you'll be fine tomorrow."
Aunt Qi was skeptical. She stood up, holding her grandson in her arms, and looked at Lu Yingniang hesitantly.
"Really?"
"Of course it's true, Seventh Aunt, go back now!"
After Lu Yingniang delivered the gift to Aunt Qi, she closed the courtyard gate and turned to run back into the house.
After running into the house, he grabbed his daughter's hand, who was nestled in Hu Ziqiang's arms eating candy, and turned her over and over to look at her.
He touched his daughter's body up and down, anxiously checking her complexion.
Just now, in front of Aunt Qi, she resisted the urge to check immediately.
Now I can't hold back anymore.
"Honey! Are you alright? Is anything bothering you?"
"No ducks!"
The little girl ate the candy and said with a bewildered look.
"What just happened?"
Lu Yingniang witnessed her daughter gently wave her chubby little hand over Xiao Bao's head, and a shrill scream echoed through the air.
Her heart was pounding, and she felt a chill run down her spine; she had never been so afraid before.
Do ghosts really exist in this world?
No, how is that possible?
She's been pretending to be a ghost for so many years, but I've never seen her even once.
But what happened today really frightened her.
Is it because I've been walking on dark roads too much that I'm about to encounter a ghost?
After all these years of pretending to be a ghost, what kind of wandering spirits have you attracted into your home?
"Mom, look!"
Xiao Xiao said, pointing with his hand to the deformed little old man who was lying on the roof beam, baring his teeth and claws.
Lu Yingniang and Hu Ziqiang both looked up in the direction their daughter was pointing.
The empty roof beams were covered with nothing but a thick layer of dust.
The two men turned back to stare at their daughter with surprise and uncertainty, their voices trembling as they asked:
"What? Honey, don't scare your mom and dad!"
The couple spends all day scaring people, and they find it funny to see people stunned by their fright.
Today is the first time I've ever felt so uneasy.
After all, that scream that came out of nowhere just now wasn't an illusion.
But the high-class image of a fairy nun that she has cultivated over the years cannot be lost.
She appeared nonchalant, but inside she was terrified.
"Mom, can't you see?"
That old man who was just sucking on Little Bao's body was really ugly.
Xiao Xiao pouted and said with a look of disgust.
After saying that, she felt disgusted and wiped her hands, which had hit the old man, on her body again and again.
The couple's heads went blank upon hearing this, and they broke out in a cold sweat.
In the middle of summer, it just felt chilly.
The two of them hugged Xiaoxiao tightly in fear, huddled together on either side of her, trembling.
"Baby! Are you telling the truth? You really saw it... What, old man?"
Lu Yingniang's voice trembled as she stared intently at her daughter, asking anxiously.
"Yeah! I just hit him, and he jumped onto the roof beam. Right there, he hasn't run away yet!"
As Xiao Xiao spoke earnestly, she pointed to the roof beam on the east side.
"Yingniang?! Did the child see something evil?!"
Hu Ziqiang was also scared, and asked with a worried and anxious expression.
Lu Yingniang gritted her teeth, hardened her heart, and grabbed the peach wood sword from the offering table.
Standing in front of the child, he shouted at the roof beam, his voice a mixture of fear and forced composure:
"I don't care what you are, go back to where you came from."
We have no enmity or grudge against each other, so we won't interfere with each other.
"If you scare my child, we'll fight to the death..."
As she spoke, she used her peach wood sword to pick up a stack of talismans, lit them, and faced the roof beam above her head, fully alert.
Xiao Xiao sucked on the candy in her mouth. She knew that this deformed little old man was not afraid of the peach wood sword or the talisman.
I already witnessed it when Mom was making it.
The mother has no magical powers and cannot threaten the old man.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, the old ghost immediately turned fierce and roared at Lu Yingniang, making a move to pounce on her.
Xiao Xiao clenched her fists, ready to go.
The old man glared viciously at the little girl protecting Lu Yingniang from behind.
Caught off guard, his old face was slapped so hard it was crooked, and one of his dental implants became loose.
Old Gui was furious. These were imported teeth that he had implanted at the hospital for 3 yuan before he died!
But he wasn't afraid of Lu Yingniang, who was pretending to be a ghost, since there wasn't a trace of divine power on that peach wood sword.
It should have been contaminated and discarded, but this woman treated it like a treasure.
But the little girl in front of him clearly had no magic power at all, yet she was able to hit him just now.
This is really strange.
His reddened eyes darted around, and he decided to give it a try.
He roared and spat out a stream of foul-smelling black water at Lu Yingniang.
Lu Yingniang couldn't see, but she felt the temperature plummet, chilling her to the bone, and a foul stench assaulting her nostrils.
"Mom, get out of the way!"
With a small gasp, Lu Yingniang knew she couldn't possibly dodge; she held up her peach wood sword and stood firmly in front of her daughter.
Hu Ziqiang was holding a chair above his chest, without anyone noticing.
The couple both wanted to protect their only daughter from evil spirits.
With a bang, the peach wood sword in Lu Yingniang's hand broke, and she fell backward.
"what-!"
Hu Ziqiang screamed and threw the chair in his hand forward.
With a loud crash, the chair shattered into pieces in mid-air, falling apart.
Xiao Xiao seized the opportunity, grabbed the old man's arm, and slammed it hard against the ground.