Ye Shen couldn’t control himself and gave the Little Daoist’s head a rub, saying, "Kid, are your Daoist skills up to par? My luck today isn’t shining brightly; I’ve been down on my luck, toiled as a laborer for soone all afternoon. But tell quickly, how am I ’unable to escape good fortune’?"
"Because, Uncle, you’ve t Baby!"
The Little Daoist stretched out her chubby little finger, pointing at her soft, cute self and saying, "eting is the greatest fortune you have today, Uncle. You’re quite blessed today."
For a mont, Ye Shen found himself at a loss for words: "..."
Ye Siyuan also squatted down and said, "Kid, why don’t you tell how my luck is today?"
Su Chaoyang, the little baby, shook her head, her eyes blinking like black grapes, and said, "Auntie, your forehead is darkened; it’s certain you will encounter a bloody disaster today."
"PFFT, HA HA HA..." Ye Shen felt a sense of balance in his heart.
Ye Siyuan kicked Ye Shen hard. What was so funny? She refused to believe that her forehead was "darkened" or that she was dood to a bloody disaster today!
Although the Little Daoist looked adorably cute, that finely crafted little mouth of hers could really spout nonsense, not even remotely accurate.
Ye Siyuan decided to humor her. "Then tell , what kind of bloody disaster will it be?"
The Little Daoist shook her little head mysteriously and said, "Auntie, the will of Heaven must not be revealed~~"
"I understand." Ye Siyuan took out two hundred yuan from her handbag and handed it to the Little Daoist. "Can you reveal it now?"
The Little Daoist reached out with her chubby hand and swiftly stashed the two hundred yuan into her little bamboo basket, speaking with an air of seriousness, "Auntie, a Malicious Ghost has entangled itself with you. But don’t be scared; with Baby here, no Malicious Ghost dares to harm you. Just take ho with you, Auntie."
So this little milk bun is holess and wishes to be taken in?
Ye Siyuan held back her laughter and deliberately put on a terrified expression. "What Malicious Ghost? Can you see one around ?"
The Little Daoist imdiately started calculating with her fleshy little hands and said, "Auntie, the Malicious Ghost dares not touch you during the day, but she will cling to you at night. Haven’t you been feeling that you haven’t slept well recently? Often waking up feeling suffocated as if being pressed down on?"
Ye Siyuan said, "Yes."
For several nights, she had been sleeping in a daze, feeling as though sothing was pressing down on her, unable to move or call out, feeling utterly helpless and extrely frightened.
But Ye Siyuan knew that it was sleep paralysis, because her hand was pressing on her chest during sleep, which caused the illusion of being pressed down by a ghost.
According to Western dicine, this is a type of sleep paralysis, where the sleeper is half-awake, with brainwaves of a waking state, and so might even experience visual hallucinations. But the muscle tonicity is at its lowest...
Anyway, by the year 2051, no one still believes in the tales of ghosts and spirits.
The Little Daoist imdiately narrowed her eyes like black grapes and huffed indignantly; so the Malicious Ghost dared to trouble Baby’s auntie!
Does she think Baby is all for show?
"Auntie, take Baby ho with you. Baby will sleep with you at night; Baby will slay her for you!"
How could Ye Siyuan possibly bring a child ho just like that? She was rely teasing the Little Daoist. Reaching out to pinch her chubby, rosy cheeks, she asked, "First, tell what that Malicious Ghost looks like, and why is she bothering ?"
The Little Daoist continued her calculations, her big eyes fluttering, and said, "Auntie, that Malicious Ghost, her na is Bai Qingshui."
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