"Different sects choose different grades of talisman paper, but the darker the color, the greater the power. When choosing talisman paper, you must act according to your ability; forcing it will have unimaginable consequences." Lin Zhengying instructed. He shouldn't say too much since he wasn't a disciple of his sect, but out of a sense of responsibility, he wouldn't be perfunctory about the key points. "Cinnabar can be replaced with red ink, but the most powerful one is the blood of a pure child."
Cheng Shuang recalled the pile of talismans drawn on ordinary white paper in her spatial storage and felt a sudden sense of dread. Fortunately, they hadn't used high-quality talisman paper; otherwise, the backlash would have been far more severe than they could have easily endured.
At that moment, the little girl was incredibly grateful that she had chosen Lam Ching-ying's zombie movie. Otherwise, if one day she were to find a genuine, high-quality talisman and mobilize all the convenience store employees to make talismans, the consequences would be something she didn't want to see.
Indeed, one should think twice before acting, especially when it comes to things one doesn't fully understand.
After a busy night, Cheng Shuang returned to the room that Commander Long had arranged for her. It was already past midnight. She quickly washed up, lay on the bed, and mentally sketched out the spells that Lin Zhengying had taught her.
The intricate patterns were incredibly hypnotic. The little girl yawned, and just as she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly jolted awake, realizing she had overlooked something.
Cheng Shuang suddenly sat up. The Gate of Reincarnation did not sound the notification sound of mission failure. Similarly, the whereabouts of the Demon Infant were currently unknown.
In other words, the mission can continue.
The little girl pursed her lips, took out Luo An and the zombie, and was thinking of giving up on this main quest.
Why bother? The demon infant has already been abandoned multiple times and unable to be born successfully, so it's unlikely to trust humans anymore. If she tries to coax the demon infant into saying things like "I like you" or "I don't want you to leave," it will only be met with disappointment in the end.
Adding fuel to its resentment is not a good choice.
Then let's abandon this main quest!
Cheng Shuang didn't think much of it. The world of Lucky Single Tickets wasn't about life-or-death struggles. She would just treat it as an opportunity to gain experience and improve herself.
She placed Luo An at the head of the bed, and the sullen monster automatically nestled at the foot of the bed, cuddling the teddy bear, and slept comfortably through the night.
Having let go of her inner turmoil, the little girl slept soundly until dawn, when the monster suddenly let out a short, urgent alarm.
Cheng Shuang opened her eyes and saw a pale-skinned child with blue veins all over his body, viciously grabbing the zombie's neck and grinning evilly at her.
The little girl rubbed her eyes speechlessly. The next second, the sullen monster shrank to the size of half a palm, neatly taking back ownership of its body from the demon infant's fingers. Then, it lazily floated to Cheng Shuang's shoulder like a rag.
Beneath the slightly tilted-back cloak, a pair of arched eyebrows peeked out, as if silently mocking the demonic infant.
Demon Baby: Like father, like son; good for nothing but running away.
The demonic infant looked at its empty hands, then at Cheng Shuang, and its eyebrowless brows furrowed. "Do you like your little nephew?"
This is clearly a life-or-death question. If you say you like it, what if the demonic infant acts unreasonably and gets jealous, making things difficult for the baby? If you say you don't like it, what if it also acts unreasonably and harms the baby? That would be a huge problem too.
Cheng Shuang scratched her head, "I like my little nephew who listens to me, is well-behaved and sensible, calls me 'auntie' sweetly, loves me, is considerate of me, protects me, is filial to his parents, respects his elders, and is beautiful, cute, smart and clever!"
Demon baby... Whoever is your nephew is doomed!
"Do you still want me to like you?" Cheng Shuang asked cautiously.
The demonic infant didn't want to speak and instead threw a tangible "Get lost" at you!
The little girl sat relaxed against the headboard, smiling as she looked at the demonic infant whose face was gloomy and full of displeasure and dissatisfaction. She patted the spot next to her and said, "Come, sit down here, let's talk!"
"Who wants to talk to you!" the demonic infant scoffed dismissively. But Cheng Shuang's smile remained unchanged, and there was no fear on her face that should be present towards the demonic infant. It deliberately bared its teeth fiercely, but the other party tilted its head in confusion and then bared a row of harmless white teeth at it.
The demonic infant was speechless, feeling that the human in front of it was probably rather slow-witted, unaware of fear or danger, yet dared to boast in front of it.
Is that what she's demanding of her nephew? She wouldn't even be this demanding of her boyfriend.
Driven by a lingering sense of resentment, the demonic infant sat down beside her, his arm brushing against her warm arm. Feeling uneasy, he was about to move away when, to his surprise, the other woman shivered.
She was afraid of it? The demon infant couldn't tell if it was disappointed or angry. It immediately raised its ten fingers and was about to pounce on the ungrateful human. However, what greeted it was a warm blanket.
It looked down and saw that Cheng Shuang had shared half of her blanket with it. It was the first time someone had ever been so kind to it. The demon baby muttered a scolding, "Meddlesome!" But its raised paw couldn't help but touch the soft blanket. It was so soft, so nice to touch...
"What do you want to talk about?" The demonic infant felt it could coexist peacefully with this fool for a while because of the soft blanket. Wrapped in the blanket, it asked casually.
"Then may I ask?" Cheng Shuang coughed lightly, her first question unusually fiery, "Does anyone who gives birth to you have to die?"
The demonic infant gasped. It admired the fool's ignorance and fearlessness. Did he really think he wouldn't kill her?!
"Don't be angry! I wanted to ask if there's a peaceful way to resolve this!" Cheng Shuang noticed the demon infant's livid face at a glance, and affectionately nudged its unusually thin little shoulders.
The demonic infant, used to being willful, slapped at Cheng Shuang, who easily dodged it.
"Don't be so stingy. I have many other pullback toy cars. How about I give them all to you?"
"You're only giving me one?"
"Yes, I'll only give you one demon infant." The little girl held up three fingers.
The demonic infant was satisfied.
It pouted, its voice somewhat low as it brought up the matter, "Being born was my long-cherished wish, something I couldn't control."
If possible, who would want to lose their mother at birth? But ironically, it is often the mother who first harms the baby.
"I don't understand. At first, I never understood what I did wrong." Perhaps no one had asked the demon infant for its thoughts, or perhaps the demon infant had never wanted anyone to get close. But now, Cheng Shuang's outstretched hand received a positive response.
It bent its legs, clutching the blanket tightly with both hands, and whispered in suppressed emotion, "Later I found out, it wasn't that I was bad, it was her, it was them who were selfish and didn't want me!" It tilted its head, its pale face cracking into an empty smile, "Do you know? I was in so much pain, my whole body felt like it was being torn apart, again and again! I so desperately wanted to be born, to see the face of the person who carried me, but as my wishes were repeatedly dashed, as the pain descended time and time again, I went from fear and pleading to hatred! I finally understood that to be born, you can only rely on yourself!"
Every word the demonic infant uttered seemed to weep blood, shaking Cheng Shuang's soul.
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