“Destined… companion… what does that mean?”
Feng Yuan perked up his little ears, earnestly asking for guidance.
He was still too young right now. There were still many words he didn’t understand.
Su Miao didn’t know if it was because, in the two years he had been dead, he hadn’t chatted with other ghosts at all. Now, even talking with a little cub, he could get carried away.
He patiently explained this word: “It means the wife that heaven destined for you. That’s what it means.”
“The people of the Li family believe that their wives are all predestined by heaven. Once that destined wife comes to their side, they will become normal people and live normal lives.”
Feng Yuan still listened with a half-understanding.
Hugging his little water bottle, he gulped down two mouthfuls of water, then voiced his confusion: “Big Daddy, Little Uncle… are they not normal?”
“Yuan Yuan thinks they’re perfectly fine.”
In Feng Yuan’s eyes, whether it was Big Daddy or Little Uncle, they were both very normal.
They would hold him, coax him, and take care of him.
They didn’t seem abnormal at all.
Su Miao let out a light hum. “You’re lucky. You just haven’t run into it yet.”
“Their abnormality is usually something only the person on the pillow beside them can notice. I don’t know what’s going on with Li Sheng. He looks like he’s pretty good at pretending.”
“Li Ting isn’t as good at pretending as him. Li Ting’s abnormality… I’ve already stumbled upon it once.”
When Su Miao mentioned Li Ting’s abnormality, he hesitated for a moment, not going into detail.
Anyway, he only gave a description: “Like a dog, a mad dog, not even recognizing people.”
What Su Miao said was still too difficult for Feng Yuan to understand.
He widened his round, black, shiny eyes. He was unable to understand, yet still trying his best to listen.
Meanwhile, Qin Xun, sitting beside him, looked as if he had digested all of Su Miao’s words.
The two children sat side by side, one hugging his water bottle and drinking, the other quietly sitting beside him.
Su Miao couldn’t resist. He reached out and pinched their cheeks.
“Alright, I won’t talk about this with you anymore. Little Fat Yuan, did you really handle that exorcism matter?”
“Of course I can!”
Feng Yuan’s life goal was to be just like Dad—slaying demons, eliminating monsters, driving away evil, and upholding righteousness.
Now that he had the chance, he swore he would definitely perform well.
Before they had even arrived at their destination, Feng Yuan was already storing up energy.
He was gathering his strength, preparing to spit out a little flame later.
Time ticked by bit by bit. Soon, Feng Yuan arrived at an unfamiliar residential complex.
The gate of the complex was closed.
Feng Yuan didn’t have an entry card, so logically speaking, he shouldn’t have been able to get in.
But he was too young, and the guard didn’t stop him at all: “Little one, it’s already so late, why haven’t you gone home yet?”
The guard helped him open the gate and even asked him and Qin Xun: “Which family’s children are you two? Hurry on home.”
Feng Yuan casually pointed his little chubby hand somewhere, then walked in together with Qin Xun.
The guard could only see them, but not Su Miao.
Su Miao seemed very familiar with this residential complex.
He walked ahead, leading the way with ease. As he guided them, he also spoke about the situation in the house up ahead.
“There’s a kid, in middle school. He seems to be entangled by something not like a ghost.”
“His state isn’t quite right. A couple of days ago, he went up to the rooftop and almost fell off.”
“I even saw him talking to himself.”
After Su Miao finished explaining the situation, he led Feng Yuan and Qin Xun into the elevator and went up to the 8th floor.
The 8th floor had a keypad lock.
Su Miao knew the password: “07028.”
Feng Yuan stood on tiptoe with all his might, but still couldn’t reach the door handle.
It was Qin Xun who tiptoed and barely managed to open the door.
Once the door opened.
Feng Yuan cautiously poked his little head inside. The house was completely silent.
“Don’t worry, go on in. He’s asleep.”
Su Miao said, “He sleeps very deeply. He won’t wake up until tomorrow.”
Hearing that, Feng Yuan finally dared to walk in with big steps.
The moment he entered, he caught a scent: “There’s no ghost here. There’s a demon.”
The scent of demons and the scent of ghosts were different.
“Little Auntie, you and Qin Xun go out. You two shouldn’t stay here.”
Once he confirmed that there really was something inside the house, Feng Yuan drove both Qin Xun and Su Miao out.
Neither of them felt at ease leaving him alone.
But Feng Yuan puffed up his little chubby cheeks, very firm: “Go! If you stay here, you’ll affect me!”
With Feng Yuan’s insistence, Qin Xun and Su Miao had no choice but to leave the room.
They waited outside, straining their ears to listen for any movement inside.
Even though the door muffled the sound so they couldn’t hear clearly, they still pressed close to it, holding their breath, listening intently.
Inside the room.
Even though Feng Yuan had just said that others being around would affect him, the moment Qin Xun and Su Miao left, he turned back into a little chick.
Round, chubby, with patchy yellow fluff, tail lifted up, and tiny wings stretched out straight.
This was his battle stance!
“Chirp!”
The battle chick flapped his wings. As his little claws drew close to the bedroom, his small body sharply rolled to the side.
He rolled just in time, narrowly avoiding the attack of a shadow.
“Chirp chirp!”
Evil demon, prepare to die!
Feng Yuan’s little black bean eyes were filled with determination. Flapping his wings, he charged forward, aiming to jab with his tender little beak.
“Little phoenix, if it’s only you, it’s useless.”
The shadow-wrapped demon’s raspy voice was harsh and grating.
He recognized Feng Yuan’s identity.
He even let out a strange laugh, greedily eyeing Feng Yuan’s body: “Such a fat little phoenix. If I roast you and eat you, it’ll definitely be very nourishing.”
Feng Yuan: “!”
The moment Feng Yuan heard the word “fat”, his little wings froze for a second.
In the very next second.
His black bean-like eyes ignited with flames of fury.
“Yuan Yuan is not fat!”
Feng Yuan, who couldn’t stand being called fat, flapped his short, chubby wings and added his little flames to his clawing-and-scratching physical attacks.
He spat out small bursts of fire, trying to burn the evil demon.
His flames took the shadowy demon by surprise: “Well, well, long time no see. This little phoenix of yours can actually breathe fire now.”
“Unfortunately, compared to your father, your phoenix true fire is still far too weak!”
What the shadow demon said was not wrong.
This little phoenix, Feng Yuan, really seemed unable to defeat him.
The big one and the small one fought inside the room, clashing and burning.
Feng Yuan’s tiny figure gradually became battered and disheveled.
He couldn’t keep up anymore.
Just as Feng Yuan was being beaten one-sidedly a few times, Qin Xun, standing at the doorway, could no longer hold back.
He pushed the door open and walked in.
At the moment he discovered Feng Yuan had fallen into a disadvantage, he directly raised a knife and rushed up.
Qin Xun’s knife held both steady and precise.
He hacked at the demon. After a few blows, he suddenly stopped and slashed his own hand with the blade.
Blood flowed out.
Su Miao, being a ghost, also rushed over. After coming closer, his gaze fixed unblinkingly on Qin Xun’s hand. He murmured, “So fragrant.”
Qin Xun’s blood, to beings of yin, was fragrant.
This was also why, around him, there were always ghosts being drawn to him.
With a gloomy little face, holding up his bleeding hand, he coldly said to the ghosts that were surging in from all directions, more and more of them, “Destroy this demon. If you want to drink blood, I’ll give it to you.”
Qin Xun directly used his own blood to hire these ghosts to work for him!
With the group of ghosts plus one little battle chick, the situation finally turned around.
Su Miao’s strength also didn’t look bad.
Before this, he hadn’t even seen this demon in front of him.
It was Feng Yuan who had lured the other party out.
The room was in a complete mess.
Even messier than the room was Feng Yuan’s ruffled feathers.
He burned the demon away.
Although, in the process of burning it, more than half of the credit actually went to Su Miao.
But in the end, it was he who burned the demon.
The little fellow wanted to show off smugly with pride. But when he saw the feathers scattered all over the ground, in the end he let out a dejected little “chirp.”
His feathers… He’d lost them again in the fight.
Now… he was getting balder and balder.
Terrified of turning into a bald little chick, he stared at the feathers on the ground, his black-bean eyes turning wet and misty.
“Little Fat Yuan, thank you. This time, it’s all thanks to you that Xiao Lei’s trouble could be resolved smoothly.”
Su Miao was still thanking Feng Yuan.
Looking at the little round ball of fluff on the ground that only reached his ankles, in his eyes, besides gratitude, there also flashed a fleeting trace of doubt.
Just now, when Feng Yuan’s flame swallowed up the demon, he seemed to see Feng Yuan’s tiny body merge into a streak of warm light.
That warm light vanished in an instant, making Su Miao inexplicably think of merit.
Su Miao had read many books.
He especially loved reading books of mythology.
He forgot which book he had seen it in, but in any case, he vaguely remembered—
When gods performed good deeds, they, too, would gain merit.
A god with merit upon them would become stronger and stronger.
Feng Yuan, this little phoenix, was a genuine little divine beast.
And a little divine beast, wasn’t that still a god?
“Little Fat Yuan?”
Su Miao called Feng Yuan once more. He wanted to pick up the little round ball standing motionless on the ground.
The little round ball stood there in a daze. Before his hand could touch it, it suddenly took two steps forward.
There were feathers scattered all over the ground.
The little round ball used its beak to pick up the feathers, then started pressing them back onto its body.
He pressed with all his might.
But the feathers he pressed down wouldn’t stay in place at all.
As he pressed the feathers onto his body, they kept falling off at the same time.
The little fellow watched, his heart about to break.
Of all times, the ghosts who had appeared earlier were still asking Qin Xun for blood to drink.
Hearing this while his heart was breaking, the little black-bean eyes of the little round ball immediately locked onto them with precision.
“Chirp, chirp-chirp!”
You want to drink blood?
You want to drink his blood?
Come, drink mine!
Amid the increasingly agitated chirps of the bald little phoenix, the group of ghosts who had just been bystanders all slipped away completely.
No drinking, no drinking.
If they dared to drink blood, the little phoenix would dare to burn them all to ashes!
That Qin Xun, he had the little phoenix to protect him!
The ghosts present were scared away. Su Miao went to the bedroom to check Luo Lei’s expression.
He wasn’t sure if it was just in his mind, but he felt like Luo Lei’s face had improved quite a bit all of a sudden.
After checking on him, Su Miao walked out of the bedroom, intending to take Feng Yuan and Qin Xun with him.
“Little Fat Yuan, let’s go. Today’s business is over.”
Having resolved the trouble, Su Miao’s mood was visibly good.
He looked at Feng Yuan, who was once again picking up feathers, and couldn’t help but let out a laugh. “Why do you want your feathers so badly? I have an idea. Why don’t you go back and have your little uncle knit you a sweater? If you wear it, wouldn’t you look all fluffy?”
Su Miao said with a smile, “Your little uncle is actually pretty good at knitting sweaters.”
Just as Su Miao finished speaking, a cold, icy voice at the doorway abruptly chimed in.
“Since you know my skills are good, the sweater I knit for you, are you still keeping it?”
Su Miao: “……”
The smile at the corner of Su Miao’s mouth froze.
With his back to the doorway, he didn’t dare to look back.
He didn’t turn back, but the person at the doorway had legs and could walk inside.
“Su Miao.”
The sound of footsteps drew closer bit by bit. Li Ting’s voice also came nearer step by step.
Su Miao wanted to run.
But he didn’t manage to, because a little furball, heavy like a weight, sat itself down on top of his foot.
It was Feng Yuan, who had just been heartbroken a moment ago.
Feng Yuan seemed to have seen through his intent. His chubby little butt directly pressed down on Su Miao’s foot.
“Chirp.”
Little Auntie, don’t leave.
“Chirp, chirp-chirp.”
Yuan Yuan wants to see you two kiss.
The heartbroken Yuan Yuan now needed to see Little Uncle and Little Auntie stick close together. Only then could his mood get a little better.
Su Miao closed his eyes, no longer wanting to speak.
At last, he turned his head and finally met Li Ting’s gaze.
After two years apart, this was the first time the two of them saw each other again.
Originally, Su Miao had wanted to smile.
He had wanted to smile and say, “Hey, Li Ting, long time no see.”
He had also wanted to tease Li Ting a little—
Look, clearly I’m not your destined person.
Yet I still stayed on your mind, stayed there for two years.
I’m really impressive, aren’t I?
Su Miao had a whole pile of opening lines already drafted in his heart.
But when his lips moved, not a single word came out.
Feng Yuan tilted up his little head, his gaze bright and unblinking as he watched the two adults.
Under his expectant little gaze, Little Uncle leaned in close to Little Auntie!
They were going to hug, going to hug!
Feng Yuan stared without blinking, even making a little preview in his heart.
However, after a few seconds passed.
Little Uncle did not hug Little Auntie.
Little Uncle, with a cold face, said Little Auntie was a liar.
Feng Yuan: “Chirp?”
Feng Yuan tilted his head and chirped, unable to understand what had just happened.
