Chapter 227 The Evil God's Deal 10
Watching her get up, stretching her waist and chatting with Zhang Ling'er on the other end of the phone, Chu Tingbai also threw off the quilt, got up, washed up, and then prepared breakfast.
The two had just finished breakfast when Zhang Ling'er and Bai Yi arrived holding Zhang Yu'er.
"Master~"
"It's been so long since we last met, do you miss me?"
Zhang Yu'er flapped her legs and got down from Bai Yi's arms, rushed over and hugged Qing Yanrou's thighs tightly, tilted her head back and blinked her big eyes, and asked the person whose thighs she was hugging in a sweet voice that only a child could speak.
"Yeah, I miss Yu'er very much."
She picked up the little guy, who had obviously become much rounder, and shook him in her hands.
Well, it's not an illusion.
She exchanged a glance with Zhang Ling'er and watched her lip movements. In the end, she didn't say anything that would make the little girl sad, and handed her to Chu Tingbai.
"Idol, let me tell you, she's been feeling really proud lately, and she can't stand people calling her fat—"
"It's heavy."
"Woo woo woo, wow—Master is a bad guy, Master is a bad guy, Yu'er is not fat, not fat, not heavy!"
Zhang Linger pulled Qing Yanrou aside and whispered to her about her little ancestor. Before she finished speaking, she heard Chu Tingbai say coldly, "It's too heavy." The little ancestor was cold for a moment, but still started crying in grievance.
Ah, this...
She looked at Qing Yanrou helplessly.
Chu Tingbai didn't expect that just two words from him would make someone cry. Now the little guy was crying in his arms, saying that he was bad, and slapping him. He could only look at Qing Yanrou for help.
But, how could Qing Yanrou have any experience in coaxing children?
She could only give him a helpless look, and then pulled Zhang Ling'er and Bai Yi to the master bedroom, leaving the space for him to play freely.
The three of them entered the room and closed the door. The crying outside was blocked by the door, and the people inside were temporarily relieved of the distress of being surrounded by the crying.
"Idol, what about the wish you just mentioned on the phone?"
Zhang Linger was not worried about her little ancestor, but looked at the various talismans placed in the master bedroom with shining eyes. They were all drawn by Qing Yanrou and Chu Tingbai in the past two days.
Wow, so many talismans, it would be great if they were hers.
"That's not urgent. By the way, why are you two here together?"
What interested her now was why these two people were together so early in the morning.
Her words made Bai Yi feel a little uncomfortable, and his ears turned red, but Zhang Ling'er didn't notice at all. She said honestly:
"Because Yu'er insisted on going to the amusement park, and his family happened to own an amusement park, so he thought he could help me take Yu'er there, and we went together."
"Yeah, yes, yes, yes."
When Bai Yi heard her say this, he felt a little sad for some reason, but he quickly suppressed it and agreed.
"Oh, really?"
Qing Yanrou stammered "Oh" several times, but she didn't ask any more questions in the end. Anyway, she had already seen that the two of them were in love, so she just had to wait for good news from them.
"Then let's talk about making a wish. Do you know the power of faith?"
"The power of faith?"
Both of them looked puzzled, and then Bai Yi asked tentatively, "Is it consistent with the power of faith provided by the statues and ancestral tablets we usually worship?"
"Yes, but you also know that with the continuous development of modern society, people are gradually no longer believing in these gods and monsters, so the power of faith is also constantly disappearing."
"This also led to the fall of many gods. However, as spiritual power became increasingly depleted, some evil creatures also set their sights on the power of faith in order to speed up their cultivation."
"But didn't you say that people no longer believe in these things and that the power of faith has been lost? How come something is targeting the power of faith again?"
Zhang Linger asked back in confusion.
"If desires are not satisfied, then they will inevitably give rise to some thoughts that rely on the existence of magical powers, and this will generate a certain amount of faith power."
When the two heard this, they began to understand a little.
"So you're saying that some evil spirits take advantage of this and exploit people's desires to lure them into making wishes?"
"That's about right."
"almost?"
Hearing their incredulous tones, she replied calmly, "I didn't catch it. These are just my guesses, but they're pretty close."
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