Chapter 31: A Deadly Tribulation
Lin Jianfei was a little puzzled when he saw the baby in Mu Chunping's arms.
"Brother Ping, it's so dark and cold at night, should we take Ningbao back?"
Mu Chunping glanced around, then couldn't help but hug Ningbao even tighter. He quietly leaned close to Lin Jianfei and whispered...
“Jianfei, it’s dark and windy here, and the surrounding area is too yin. My Ningbao comes from a Taoist temple. Don’t underestimate my Ningbao because of her young age. She is first-rate at catching ghosts and drawing talismans. So holding Ningbao might not be of great help to us.”
Lin Jianfei had some doubts about Mu Chunping's words but did not object.
Just before he left, his father gave him a talisman to carry with him at all times, saying it was given to him by Ningbao.
He didn't even look at it; he was ready to throw it away at any moment. He even told his father...
"Dad, a talisman drawn by a baby is obviously just something used in play. You actually believe that?"
His father slapped him right then and there.
"You brat, you're so old, why are you still so restless?"
I'm telling you, Ningbao, you must keep this talisman close to your body, whether it's good or bad.
Whether it's useful or not, it can't do any harm.
Moreover, the fact that Ningbao gave us amulets shows that she cares about us. Let me tell you, never underestimate anyone, no matter what.
Although Ningbao is young, I always felt that this child was extraordinary. Perhaps this talisman was really drawn by her and truly has the effect of warding off evil and ensuring peace.
So you must keep it close to your body; that little girl said this afternoon that the area has a lot of yin energy.
...
Because of the village chief's guidance, Lin Jianfei remained indifferent to Ning Baohui's metaphysical practices.
Mu Chunping and the other men from the village split up and searched around the camp.
The further they went, the more serious Mu Chunping's expression became. They hadn't paid attention to their surroundings while they were in their own camp.
When they came out, they realized that they weren't the only group of people resting there.
There were many people around them, but fortunately most of them were scattered, probably seeking shelter because of their large numbers.
For safety reasons, the villagers went out to search in groups of five. Mu Chunping, Lin Jianfei, Shen Junshan, Mu Youcai who had just finished arguing with his mother, and another villager were all grouped together.
The group searched the surrounding area and inquired with many refugees outside, but they still couldn't find any news about Mu Zhaodi.
Mu Youcai was in a panic. He searched for a long time but couldn't find his eldest daughter. He slumped down and squatted down, patting his head repeatedly.
"It's all my fault. I failed to protect them. I'm not worthy to be her father."
If it weren't for my mother forcing her to get married, she wouldn't have run away.
She was only 12 years old, still a child. I don't understand why my mother could be so cruel.
As Mu Youcai spoke, he began to cry sadly.
Mu Chunping looked at Mu Youcai, who was squatting on the ground crying, and felt no sympathy for him. Instead, he glanced at him indifferently and said coldly,
"Mu Youcai, you are my cousin, my elder brother, my elder brother, but to be honest, I don't think much of you at all."
As a father and husband, it's a real failure that you can't even protect your own wife and daughter.
I know my aunt is sexist, but if you could stand up for them and always protect them, they wouldn't have had such a hard time in that house.
Without that, Zhao Di wouldn't have run away from home today.
Honestly, I really don't understand. What's wrong with daughters? They're so well-behaved and sweet. I've always dreamed of having a daughter, and you all don't know how to cherish your wonderful daughters!
"You're forcing Zhao Di to marry when she's only 12! She's still a child! Are you even human?"
Already heartbroken, Mu Youcai was further berated by his cousin. He was completely disoriented and could only keep hitting himself...
Ning Bao, who was lazing around in her father's arms, suddenly noticed a wisp of black mist between Mu Youcai's eyebrows.
Ning Bao frowned. This was not a good sign. Judging from the dark mist between Mu Youcai's brows, it was clear that a blood relative of Mu Youcai was going through a life-threatening ordeal.
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