However, the little girl wasn't stupid enough to be too scared to move and let people grab her.
Just as the three thugs reached out to grab her, the little girl kicked off with her little feet and jumped up. When she landed, she landed right on the back of their hands. Using the momentum, she jumped onto a nearby pillar and quickly climbed up to the roof beam.
The three thugs missed their target, were stepped on by the little dumpling, and bumped into each other. When they looked up again, they found that the little dumpling had vanished without a trace!
The three of them were dumbfounded once again.
Even Master Wang, who was standing to the side, was stunned for a moment, his eyes widening in disbelief—it was the first time he had ever seen a little baby who could climb a pillar with his bare hands.
"It's...it's on the roof beam!" Master Wang snapped out of his daze and rushed over to kick the three stunned thugs, pointing at the roof beam and yelling, "Idiots, it's up there!"
The three of them scrambled to their feet, their eyes darting around nervously. The slightest movement of their clothes would send them shivering and backing away, their eyes filled with terror.
"Boss, boss, could this be a spirit of an infant appearing?" The three of them shrank back, not daring to look up closely, and said to Master Wang furtively, "This, this is not a three-year-old child at all..."
These words immediately drew agreement from the other two, "That's right! Master, this...this is definitely not a normal child. Could it be that we've been punished by heaven for what we did, and the spirit of the aborted fetus has come to punish us?"
The three people, who already had something to hide, immediately lost their previous bravado and knelt down, begging for mercy, "Great Immortal Infant Spirit, spare us! We were just confused for a moment, we'll never dare to do it again..."
The little boy lay on the roof beam, his tiny feet darting around looking for a good spot, his bright black eyes constantly fixed on the large knives tucked into the waistbands of the thugs.
Master Wang was furious with these cowards and yelled, "What kind of infant spirits are they! Even if they are, they'd better get into their cages!"
As he spoke, he shouted at the little baby on the roof beam, "If you really are an infant spirit, then you'd better jump down yourself! Don't get stuck on the way down! You just wait, once the ladder is brought over, let's see where you can run to!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than he watched as the round little ball of flesh "whooshed" off the top without the slightest hesitation.
Then, to Master Wang's astonishment, the little boy landed steadily next to the three thugs.
Suddenly, a series of mournful wails and howls erupted from the room.
"Spare me, you infant spirit!"
"Ah—! Help, help me!"
"Mommy—the spirit of my unborn child pulled down my pants!"
Amidst a cacophony of howls, the last person's scream was particularly hysterical.
The little boy grabbed the hilt of the big knife he had his eye on, but was stopped by resistance.
The little dumpling puffed out his cheeks angrily, put all his strength into sucking, and took a step with his short legs.
"Sizzle—"
After a sound, the little boy happily toddled over with his short legs, dragging the big knife and half a pair of pants, and ran to the iron cage. With a kick of his little feet, he kicked the heavy scabbard out, revealing the sharp blade.
"Nian, Nian...Are you...Are you sure...?"
The children in the cage watched as the little girl dragged the huge knife that was a head taller than herself, and they all felt a chill run down their spines and swallowed hard.
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