The Sullen Spirit had apparently never imagined it could be tricked by a tiny baby, and was rather furious.
But…
Apart from rage, what the Desolate Spirit felt most in that moment was fear!
The little child before it — humans couldn't tell, but it could see perfectly clear: this was one who carried the bloodline of the divine beast Taotie!
The Taotie could devour all things. Don't let the little baby before you fool you — soft and adorable as she looked, if she ever got her hands on you…
And so, in that cramped little room, the dispirited spirit mustered every ounce of its strength and darted left and right, desperate to break through the restrictions An Bao had laid down and flee!
An Bao brandished the peach-wood sword, darting and leaping all around the room in a merry chase with Xiao Fengfeng.
"Knock! Knock! Knock!"
"Clang! Clang!"
The two sides chased each other in a frantic back-and-forth, the scene growing fierce, and all those costly decorative pieces were smashed to pieces across the floor.
An Bao had been chasing for ages without catching up, and now she was furious!
An Bao came to a stop, her chubby, round little face set in an expression of utter solemnity.
"Still think you can run?"
Her baby-soft voice carried an air of absolute authority. An Bao's little hands began forming seals, and one after another, intricate hand techniques shot forth as her tiny fingers flew through the motions with dazzling speed.
As An Bao completed her hand seals, the yellow talismans affixed to every corner of the room began to stir of their own accord, though there was no wind.
Streams of golden light blazed to life along the yellow talismans, converging at An Bao's fingertips.
"How dare you harm Uncle! Just watch — An Bao will obliterate you! Ha!"
A soft, milky cry rang out, and the golden light came crashing straight down upon the Dispirited Spirit.
This time, no matter how the Dispirited Spirit fled, that golden light clung to it like a shadow!
Mu Yunshang was roused from his drowsy sleep by the noise, opening his eyes in a state of confusion.
Before Mu Yunshang could even react, a deafening *crack* rang out — the ceiling directly overhead exploded into fragments!
The lime all came tumbling down with a "whoosh"!
Mu Yunshang's eyes went wide. Staring at the ceiling less than half a meter above that was about to come crashing down and crush the life out of him, he couldn't help but swallow hard.
Had the Mu family's villa really fallen into such disrepair?
Before Mu Yunshang could finish thinking it over, a small figure came tumbling down from above.
Mu Yunshang's gaze fell on the pale yellow figure, finding it vaguely familiar. The moment he realized who it was, he was seized with alarm and lunged forward in a desperate attempt to save her.
But Mu Yunshang was simply too slow—in the end, he had lunged at nothing but air!
But…
That pale-yellow figure landed lightly on the ground, rolled once, and steadied to a stand.
"Ha! Where do you think you're fleeing, you puny little gloom-spirit?"
A soft, baby voice rang out. When Mu Yunshang looked up, all he saw was the little dumpling holding a peachwood sword in one hand, while the other hand dangled something loosely in the air.
There was clearly nothing there, yet in that instant, Mu Yunshang felt as though the temperature of the entire room had suddenly plummeted to freezing, and couldn't help but shiver.
He watched An Bao with uncertain suspicion, only to see her huff with indignation and toss the "thing" in her hand straight into her mouth.
With a *gulp*, it went down.
???
Mu Yunshang rushed forward in shock, grabbing An Bao by the wrist, then prying open An Bao's little mouth and said urgently: "An Bao, spit it out! What did you eat? You can't just go eating random things! You'll upset your stomach! Spit it out, spit it out!!"
"Urgh……"
An Bao dry-heaved, hastily shoved Mu Yunshang away, tossed the peach-wood sword aside, then covered her little mouth with both hands and said in a muffled, innocent voice: "Third Uncle, An Bao hasn't eaten anything! Don't believe me? Look — aah!"
As An Bao spoke, she opened her mouth wide for Mu Yunshang to see. He was close enough that he could even make out her red tonsils quivering softly with each sound she made.
Mu Yunshang conducted a careful check, and only after confirming there was truly nothing did he finally let out a sigh of relief.
Yet before Mu Yunshang could question An Bao, An Bao had already spoken up first, lecturing him: "Third Uncle, why aren't you asleep yet at this late hour? Master says staying up late will stunt your growth, you know."
Mu Yunshang froze for a moment, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly. Then he looked up at the gaping hole in the ceiling above him and said with great seriousness: "First, I was asleep. Second, I was rudely awakened. And third, An Bao—could you perhaps explain to your Third Uncle how exactly this ceiling came to collapse?"
“……”
An Bao was quiet for a moment, then tilted her little head and said in a very solemn, babyish voice: "Third Uncle, An Bao was just learning to jump in muddy puddles like Peppa Pig, and then the ceiling fell down."
"……" Do you take me for a fool?
"……" Perhaps?
The two of them stared blankly at each other for quite a while before Butler Li and the others finally came rushing over.
Seeing this, everyone was stunned, their minds all racing with the same thought: the Mu family was this wealthy — how could their villa be such shoddy construction?
Mu Yunshang had a gut feeling this was An Bao's doing, yet there was no evidence to prove it.
Moreover…
Even if word got out, I doubt anyone would believe it…
Could one little chubby baby really bring the house down just by jumping?
Just as Mu Yunshang was about to question the little one properly, he suddenly noticed that the child's small face had gone deathly pale. Then, swaying unsteadily, the little one looked up at him and asked: "Third Uncle, you—you, why are there so many of you? So many, so many Third Uncles…"
"An Bao!!"
Mu Yunshang held the unconscious An Bao in his arms, badly frightened. How had she just passed out like that, out of nowhere? Could it be that the fall from up there had hit her head? Had she gotten a concussion?
A thousand thoughts flashed through Mu Yunshang's mind.
Before long, Dr. Shen had been fetched to give An Bao a check-up.
Then, even Doctor Shen's hands began to tremble.
"This... this child's vital signs are very, very normal, there's nothing, nothing wrong at all..."
When Dr. Shen said this, his voice carried a faint tremor, as though he were on the verge of tears.
In such a short span of time, not only had he been unable to find the cause behind Mu Yunyi's coma — now, a little one had fallen unconscious as well, and still he could find no cause!
Could it be… he was never fit to be a doctor at all? His livelihood was finished!
Even a man as even-tempered as Mu Yunshang found himself growing somewhat vexed at this moment!
"Doctor Shen! One after another like this — if there's really nothing wrong, why won't they wake up? Why don't you check again?"
Mu Yunshang's words sounded like a request, yet his gaze had already turned ice-cold.
Dr. Shen almost felt that the person standing before her at this moment was not the top-tier award-winning actor Mu Yunshang, but rather Mu Yunyi — the king of a business empire……
Truly worthy of being brothers — that aura is just as terrifying!
Just as Dr. Shen was nervously examining An Bao once more, Butler Li's phone rang.
Butler Li glanced at his phone screen and saw the name displayed was "Daughter-in-Law." Something stirred in his heart. He stepped out of the room to answer the call.
A moment later, Butler Li returned on unsteady legs, and losing all composure, he seized Mu Yunshang's arm. "Th-Third Young Master," he stammered, "perhaps—perhaps I know why. Why the First Young Master and Miss An Bao… why they fell unconscious and won't wake up."