Chapter 345 (2)
Easy to be content.
Looking at the lively New Year atmosphere around him, he became playful and clapped his hands with shining eyes.
But what attracted Jing Xiaobao's attention most was this fortune-telling stall.
He heard it all just now. This man said that the things on the stall can drive away ghosts.
This made Jing Xiaobao curious, and he wanted to try to see to what extent he could exorcise ghosts. Could he do it this way?
Jing Xiaobao was not tall enough, so he stood on tiptoe, holding onto Yan Shixun's arm, and went to the stall to get the magical instruments that were said to be able to exorcise evil spirits.
But no matter how he touched them one by one, none of the magical weapons exploded and all of them were intact.
Seeing this, Jing Xiaobao pursed his lips and looked a little unhappy.
"Didn't you say you could exorcise ghosts? Then why am I still here?"
The child was so angry that he looked like a little pufferfish: "Liar!"
The fortune teller was so nervous that his legs were shaking. If he hadn't been sitting on a chair, his legs would have gone limp to the ground.
Although he didn't know Jing Xiaobao's identity, he could probably feel the terrifying pressure from Jing Xiaobao.
——How can ordinary people withstand the evil spirit of the King of Hell?
What's more, because the fortune teller himself said that he was very powerful, Jing Xiaobao took it seriously and did not deliberately restrain his strength, resulting in the fortune teller feeling much more pressure than other ordinary people who met Jing Xiaobao.
The fortune teller had tears in his eyes and was shaking like a sieve. He finally remembered that all the abnormalities started when he and Yan Shixun started chatting. He felt that the root of the problem must be Yan Shixun, so he rushed over and tried to grab Yan Shixun.
He now knew that he must have provoked a truly talented master! If he didn't handle it properly, it was doubtful whether he could save his life.
But Yan Shixun was not planning to do anything to him, nor did he like other people getting close to him, so he used a light trick to immediately stand up and back away.
In just a few seconds, he had already distanced himself from the fortune teller.
The fortune teller's plea for mercy was choked in his throat. He stared at Yan Shixun in a daze, wondering if this man had just teleported? How could he suddenly run so far away?
Yan Shixun held Jing Xiaobao, who hadn't had enough fun yet, in one hand, and waved lazily to the fortune teller, saying with a smile: "The New Year is coming soon, go back and spend more time with your grandma, and don't set up a stall anymore."
He lowered his eyes to glance at the fortune teller's stall and said, "The old man's time is much more valuable than these crudely made things."
Yan Shixun picked it up gently and put it down again. Apart from a few reminders and the jade pendant that was half-bitten by Jing Xiaobao, he left nothing behind.
But the fortune teller stood there in a daze for a long time before he slowly realized what Yan Shixun meant, and with trembling hands he dialed the elderly man's number.
He listened to the beeping of the phone and felt so flustered that his heart stopped beating.
The waiting reminder sound didn't last long, but he felt it was as long as a century. Only the old man's familiar voice could soothe his panic.
If he missed his grandmother's last moments because he didn't go home to spend more time with her, he would probably never forgive himself in his life.
The man just now even knew about his bed-wetting as a child. He must be a hermit master from somewhere. Since he mentioned his grandmother, maybe, maybe his grandmother has already...
"Hello? Grandson?"
The call was finally connected, and an old but familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
The fortune teller was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't bear it any longer and sat down on the ground, not caring about his image as a master at all, and cried loudly: "Grandma, I miss you, I will go home for the New Year, um..."
Yan Shixun had already walked a long way, but when he heard the voice coming from behind him on the wind, a smile still appeared in his eyes.
He paused for a moment before starting to walk towards the shop selling window decorations.
Jing Xiaobao, who was being held by his small suit straps, was dangling back and forth in Yan Shixun's hands, as if he was riding a human airplane, which made him smile with his eyes narrowed.
But he still looked up curiously and asked Yan Shixun: "Yan Yan, that man seems to be a liar, why did you let him go?"
"He hasn't done anything wicked, why should I care?"
Yan Shixun's attention was attracted by the colorful window grilles in front of him. He took a break to answer Jing Xiaobao, appearing nonchalant.
"All the small good and small evil deeds he has accumulated have their own cause and effect cycle. He cheated people and committed verbal sins, so his luck will naturally be low. It will be so low that he may choke to death when drinking water."
Yan Shixun said: "There are rules under the avenue. Even if I can't see it or ignore it, I don't have to worry. Cause and effect have their own cycle."
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A bunch of question marks popped up in Jing Xiaobao's head, and he felt that he didn't understand.
But when he thought about the vast and endless study in his home, he shut up and didn't ask any more questions.
It’s New Year’s Day, and he doesn’t want to have to memorize lessons while others are having fun. That would be too miserable!
"Yan Yan, why are you buying these?"
Jing Xiaobao curiously reached out to touch the window paper-cuts and was stunned by the exquisite paper-cutting skills. He couldn't help but exclaim "Wow!"
The stall owner was overjoyed when he heard this.
Jing Xiaobao is at the cutest age, three or four years old. Coupled with his extremely deceptive, lovely face, he is an invincible weapon to win people's hearts.
Especially when it comes to older people, he is always successful and no one can resist his cute charm.
The sincere admiration from children of this age simply made the stall owner so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. Especially Yan Shixun and Ye Li, who were both good-looking, stood in front of their stalls and naturally attracted a lot of attention. Many people even gathered here, which made the boss even happier.
He waved his hand and told Yan Shixun directly that he could take whichever one he liked, no charge!
Yan Shixun: "...Not good, but you still have to pay."
The boss waved his hand and said, "It's not for you, why are you fighting for it?"
He pointed at Jing Xiaobao and said, "It's good to give children New Year's money to wish for good luck during the New Year! Oh, how did you raise this child? He's so pretty, just like the dolls in those New Year paintings."
Yan Shixun’s expression is hard to describe: “…………”
How to keep it fat? Eating evil ghosts ensures food and clothing, beating evil ghosts ensures a good mood, suppressing evil ghosts ensures a good sleep. With this routine, any other ghost can also be kept fat.
Jing Xiaobao noticed Yan Shixun's thoughts and looked up silently: QAQ Am I not Yanyan's favorite child?
Yan Shixun: ...
Because the boss was too enthusiastic, Yan Shixun couldn't refuse at all. He even offered classic Chinese New Year phrases, "Since you're here," "For the children," "It's New Year," and "Don't snatch it from me." So, in the end, Yan Shixun couldn't refuse the whole stack of various window decorations that the boss gave to Jing Xiaobao.
They were forced to return with a full load.
Yan Shixun looked at the window paper-cut in his left hand and the fat doll in his right hand. After thinking for a while, he stuffed the window paper-cut into Jing Xiaobao's arms: "Since it's for you, you can take it yourself."
Jing Xiaobao was not dissatisfied. He happily hugged the window paper-cuts in his arms, and they swung back and forth in Yan Shixun's hands like the clips in a claw machine.
The red window grilles made him look even more lovely, attracting countless passers-by to stop and stare in amazement, exclaiming how good-looking this child is.
Many people come to purchase New Year's goods, almost every family comes out in full force, with bags big and small filled to the brim, giving off a strong New Year atmosphere.
Yan Shixun and Ye Li, plus Jing Xiaobao, were naturally considered a family of three by other people. Some people even nodded at Yan Shixun, praised him with a smile, and said that he had raised his children very well and was a good father.
Yan Shixun: In the beginning, only the idiot Xiaobing called me dad, but I never expected that both Kings of Hell would start calling me like that... It was so weird!
Jing Xiaobao adapted well. He had been "corrupted" by Lu Xingxing and felt that Yan Shixun and Ye Li were a couple, so there was nothing wrong with calling them that.
There were pedestrians who wanted to pinch Jing Xiaobao's cheeks, but he accepted them all and allowed them to touch him obediently. He was not shy at all and even called them sister and brother in a sweet voice, making them dizzy and disoriented. They only had one thought in their mind -
Want to pick the stars? I'll give them to you. I'll give them all to you!
Those people had no idea that what they had just touched was the face of the King of Hell.
"What's going on now, Xiaobao? Mobile blessing machine?"
Yan Shixun pondered for a moment, and said to Ye Li: "Those who have touched Xiaobao will not get sick this year, and will be safe and sound for the whole year."
Ye Li couldn't help laughing and said, "That means they and Xiaobao have this fate."
——After all, he is contaminated with the ghost aura of the King of Hell, so which little ghost would dare to offend him?
When walking on the road at night, ghosts will crawl and cry, and run as far as they can.
Jing Xiaobao blinked his big eyes, not paying attention to the adults' affairs at all - he didn't want to watch these two people kiss each other unexpectedly!
He has learned his lesson. Don't try to trick him now. Humph!
"But I did buy a lot today."
Yan Shixun grabbed Ye Li's arm and said, "Let's go home. I think it's enough. We need to let them take some home."
Seeing Yan Shixun's mood improve, Jing Xiaobao finally had the courage to ask, "Yan Yan, what does tujili mean?"
"I don't think our family needs these."
Jing Xiaobao said clearly: "Yanyan, look, Fengdu is in our house, the Avenue is in our house, and the underworld is also in our house. Even if it is unlucky, which ghost would come to our house?"
He puffed up his cheeks and said, "If bad luck comes, Xiaobao will eat it."
Yan Shixun's eyes were complicated: "Don't eat anything carelessly, it's easy to upset your stomach."
Today is a good day, the sky is clear, the sun is shining, and the bustling crowd brings the liveliness and prosperity of the world.
Yan Shixun slowly stopped and stood still on the street. He looked at the peace and happiness in front of him, and a smile slowly appeared in his eyes.
Mr. Jing Shiwen, Mr. Lin Ting, and millions of other fans were unable to see the prosperous times with their own eyes, but were finally able to see it through the eyes of Jing Xiaobao.
The scene they wished for became the most peaceful daily life for people, without having to worry about any danger. Is there anything better than this?
This daylight always lives up to the prosperity.
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