The little boy looked at the villagers, whose faces were all pale and grim, and pouted his pink lips, saying in a childish voice, "Niannian isn't afraid of poison at all! The meat of poisonous snakes is even more delicious! Mother has been feeding Niannian this since he was little!"
With Zhuangyou gone, there's finally no one to cover the little cutie's mouth.
The villagers were so frightened by the little boy's soft, sweet voice that they almost couldn't catch their breath. Their fear hadn't subsided when shock followed, and their faces turned from white to green, then green to purple—it was truly terrifying.
Even Huo Chengche, who usually has no principles when it comes to little babies, turned the little baby into his arms this time, pressed his big hand on her little head, and directly pressed her into his arms.
He desperately wanted Zhuangyou to be there right now. At least if Zhuangyou were there, she would definitely cover up the little girl's terrifying little mouth before she scared the villagers to death.
Just like last night, when Zhuangyou desperately wanted him to be by the little baby's side, it would have been better if he had gone to steal the little baby back earlier last night when he had nothing else to do. At least then these people wouldn't have had a chance to take advantage of him.
The little boy moved his fluffy head in a daze, but the boy pressed it back down with his hand without warning, the meaning clear: Be good, don't move or talk nonsense!
"Hmph!" The little dumpling hmphed fiercely, expressing his dissatisfaction with his puffed-up cheeks.
Huo Chengche chuckled and quickly patted her back to help her catch her breath. Looking up at the villagers with their horrified expressions, he suddenly stopped disliking their simple-mindedness.
"Ahem... Niannian's hometown is far from here, and her eating habits are naturally different from those here. You all don't need to be so surprised." The young man coughed lightly and said in a serious tone.
Sure enough, after the boy's misleading... cough, explanation, the villagers' astonished expressions immediately eased.
Where is the little mountain god's hometown? It's the Celestial Court! What do gods eat? They eat these demons and monsters! What's a little poisonous snake compared to that?
Upon reflection, the villagers looked at each other and suddenly realized what was going on.
They watched as the mountain god stomped about angrily, his face devoid of any fear, and his rough, dark-skinned face chuckled. They laughed repeatedly, saying, "That's right, that's right, the little mountain god is the little mountain god. What are snakes and pythons in our little mountain god's eyes?"
"Mmm!" The little baby, whose head was being pressed, responded loudly and nodded vigorously.
Huo Chengche's temples twitched. He looked helplessly at his silly little wife, a faint, indulgent smile playing on his lips.
The silly little baby and the simple, honest villagers were chatting and laughing together, creating a lively scene.
The little boy had no idea that something so momentous had happened, and as for the villagers... they were truly naive to believe that the "little mountain god" and the "little immortal" would protect them.
Thus, all the burdens fell on Huo Chengche's shoulders, the only one who remained sober.
After the laughter subsided, Huo Chengche couldn't help but recall the villagers' words, and called away the burly man with the black beard who had just spoken to them from the laughing crowd.
"My surname is Qiao, and I am the eighth child in my family. Everyone calls me Qiao Laoba. If the deity is willing, you may also call me Qiao Laoba!" Qiao Laoba saw Huo Chengche bid farewell to everyone at the entrance of the village, but then hinted that he should follow. He knew that the little deity had something to ask him.
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