Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 72 - 71 Miss You Must Accept Our Gifts

Chapter 72: Chapter 71: Miss, You Must Accept Our Gifts

Chapter 72 -71: Miss, You Must Accept Our Gifts

“You’re out.” Mianmian lifted her little hands, politely greeting the small boy zombie, “What happened to your hands? Why is one missing?”

The pallid boy zombie was missing his left arm. The blood oozing from the wounds on the zombie’s body was black, and the flesh had also turned dark.

While burning incense at the doorway, Mianmian had sensed the presence of the little zombie. At that time, it had been clinging to the ceiling, absorbing the scent of the incense they lit, but it had not shown itself.

“Ah ah ah…” The little zombie released a hoarse sound from its throat, pointing at Hua Zhaodi, then upwards towards the sky.

Mianmian suddenly realized, “Oh, you mean she used Heavenly Thunder to blast off your hand, huh? Ah, you’re so pitiful.”

Hearing the conversation between the two children, Hua Zhaodi almost coughed up blood.

How could anyone feel pity for a zombie? If it’s not of my kind, its heart must be different.

Despite not doing good after her cultivation, Hua Zhaodi knew that zombies and cultivators should be enemies. This kid… no, this old demon, why is she like this?

“Senior, how can you sympathize with a zombie?” Hua Zhaodi’s eyes darted, deciding to plead for a chance to escape, “This little zombie has drained so much blood, and has even killed many children, creating a pool of blood. You should subdue it instead.”

Hearing Hua Zhaodi say this, the little zombie cried out in distress, with black blood tears dribbling from the corners of his eyes.

His head drooped down, the expression on his face was one of profound loss.

Mianmian noticed the little zombie was crying in despair, and tiptoed to touch its head, “Don’t cry, don’t cry, Mianmian knows, the ghosts have all told Mianmian, it wasn’t you who wanted to kill them, it was this bad woman who did it.”

Her consolation seemed very effective. The little boy zombie looked up, his red eyes staring intently at Mianmian, and a smile appeared on his rigid face.

Then, he turned his gaze towards Hua Zhaodi, his eyes filled with the same hatred as the little girl zombie.

Before being locked in this tomb and forcefully buried with it, they were two carefree siblings. Just because they were children born out of wedlock, they had to be buried here with their father.

The siblings were bound alive inside the coffin, wrapped in white cloth, and before the sensation of suffocation overcame them, they could not even struggle.

Who knows how much time had passed, by the time the little boy zombie suddenly became conscious, it was after Hua Zhaodi had entered the ancient tomb.

He didn’t know what had happened, but when he opened his eyes, the coffin was ajar, yet he couldn’t move his body. The moonlight pouring over him made his consciousness clearer and clearer until Hua Zhaodi began to bring in more children.

Seeing the children killed, he felt distressed.

Because they were children, their lives could be arbitrarily decided by adults.

Seeing Hua Zhaodi, they saw the same despicable faces that sent them to the cemetery!

The resentment began to emanate from the little boy zombie, and its existence clouded his mind.

Seeing this, Hua Zhaodi thought she saw an opportunity and quickly initiated her Illusion Technique.

The expression on the little boy zombie’s face gradually became vacant, and when he next looked at Mianmian, he actually saw the adults who had locked them up. He let go of Hua Zhaodi and stretched his only hand towards Mianmian.

Mianmian noticed the little boy zombie wanted to attack her.

Her small hand quickly drew through the air, creating a Spirit Cleansing Talisman and pressed it onto the head of the little boy zombie.

A low-level Illusion Technique, easy to break. But it’s not good for this bad person to keep pulling these moves.

Mianmian reached out her little hand, focusing on the “Cultivation Line” above Hua Zhaodi’s head, swinging her little peach wood Sword, and severing it directly.

Hua Zhaodi’s expression froze, realizing something was wrong with her body. Trying to use the Illusion Technique again, she found she couldn’t muster any Spiritual Qi at all.

She looked at Mianmian in disbelief.

All those years of cultivation, and she had been crippled by this child in an instant?

After crippling Hua Zhaodi’s cultivation base, Mianmian took out the Soul Attracting Talisman she had used to subdue those wronged souls. She was thinking of letting those souls seek their revenge when Chu Qi spoke up, “Mianmian, can you make her tell the truth too?”

Chu Qi was still holding the video camera in his hands.

Mianmian blinked her eyes, thinking that Chu Qi might need evidence, so she used the Truth-Telling Charm on Hua Zhaodi.

Under the influence of the Talisman Spell, Chu Qi asked a question and Hua Zhaodi answered one.

Mianmian originally wanted to listen to what Chu Qi was asking, but Bai Bai, who had been well-behaved for a while, couldn’t help but nudge his big head over to play with her.

Meanwhile, the little boy Zombie was making “awoo awoo” sounds, anxiously moving closer to the little girl Zombie.

Mianmian knew that the little boy Zombie was worried about the little girl Zombie, so she smiled at him and tore off all the talismans from the little girl Zombie.

The little girl Zombie could move now and gave Mianmian an ancient bow.

Mianmian also returned the courtesy with a perfect gesture, “No need to thank me, oh, where do you plan to go from here?”

The Feng Shui of this ancient tomb is yin, which is why Zombies easily arise here.

But since there are these bad Cultivators, there must also be true ones who take it upon themselves to subdue Demons and vanquish evil. If they happen to come across them, they will surely be captured.

“Awooo awooo.” The two little Zombies had forgotten how to speak and could only make such sounds.

Mianmian thought for a moment, raised her little hand to touch the heads of the two little Zombies, “Don’t be scared, I just want to talk to you.”

Upon hearing this, the two Zombies looked at each other and bowed their heads for Mianmian to touch.

Only then did Mianmian hear the voices of the two little Zombies.

The little boy said, “Adult, hello, my name is Ying Fang, and this is my younger sister Ying Miao. Thank you for saving my sister, Ying Fang is willing to work like an ox or horse in return for your kindness.”

Ying Miao also said, “Miss, we will never forget your great kindness. Ying Miao is also willing to repay you by working like an ox or horse.”

After listening, Mianmian tilted her head, “You are already Zombies, so you can’t work like an ox or horse anymore, oh. If you always stay good, as Zombies, you can still Cultivate properly. Mianmian didn’t come here to save you guys, so no need for thanks, oh.”

The two little Zombies, after hearing Mianmian’s words, looked at each other and suddenly knelt on the ground together, “Please Miss, you must accept us, I can be your page boy.”

“I can be your maid.”

Both spoke with sincere tones.

Mianmian blinked her eyes, “Really no need, whoa.”

Mom used to tell stories from the old legends where page boys and maids were akin to selling oneself into servitude.

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“Now everyone is free, and there’s no such thing as belonging to someone else.” Mianmian added, “If you are afraid of people, you can go live in the forest to avoid the world, oh. That way, you won’t get hurt by people.”

The two little Zombies exchanged glances, continually being rejected by Mianmian, they didn’t know what to say anymore.

Though they wanted to repay the life-saving favor, Mianmian was human, and they were Zombies. If they were to forcibly follow her, it would cause trouble for Mianmian. The two little ones were feeling very down and fell silent.

Chu Qi had just finished interrogating Hua Zhaodi and thought to himself that he absolutely needed to buy millions of Truth-Telling Charms to use.

He walked over to Mianmian and thanked her, “Thank you, this person has confessed everything she knows. They have an organization called the New Divine Church, and their meeting spots are always different. I need to take her back for further interrogation, do you have anything you need help with?”

His tone carried a sense of respect.

This was a feeling naturally borne out of witnessing Little Bun’s performance throughout the day.

Actually, Mianmian did have something she needed help with.

The two little Zombies conveyed to her that they didn’t really want to go to the remote forests, but she also didn’t know where to put the two little Zombies.

“They want to follow Mianmian, but Mianmian doesn’t know what to do about it,” Mianmian said with a troubled face.

If she were still living on the mountain, she could take the two little Zombies up there to be neighbors. But now she was living at her grandnephew’s home, and all of them were ordinary people, who would definitely be afraid.

Ying Fang and Ying Miao heard Mianmian asking Chu Qi for advice, realizing that Chu Qi now had control over their future. Their red eyes fixed on Chu Qi, filled with pleading.