Grandma Luo laughed, and the child's sparkling eyes made the haze in her heart dissipate a little.
Little Gypsophila pursed her lips and smiled in embarrassment.
The expression on his face is very bright and happy.
…
Little Gypsophila couldn't help lowering her head and rubbing her cheek against her chubby body.
In the eyes of others, the child's behavior is extremely weird.
It's like living in your own imaginary world.
The half-exposed face reveals an innocent and extremely sweet smile.
…
The people watching felt inexplicably a chill rising in their hearts.
Grandma Luo was smiling, but the smile in her eyes had completely disappeared.
Seeing that little Gypsophila seemed to be having a great time with the so-called Pangpang, without paying attention to the outside world at all, she walked to the master's side and said, "Master-".
Even though she tried hard to restrain herself, the tremor in Grandma Luo's voice was still not more obvious.
"what on earth is it?"
"Little Gypsophila...what's wrong?"
"She, she's okay, right?"
Grandma Luo felt her eyes go dark. She couldn't help but put her hand on her forehead, closed her eyes and shook her head.
When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were still full of panic.
"Grandmaster!"
How could my granddaughter be in such trouble?
Grandma Luo felt very uncomfortable.
The corners of his eyes were red, and red bloodshot eyes could even be seen in his slightly stunned eyes.
…
"Don't worry."
Master naturally understands what Grandma Luo and others are thinking.
They must have thought that Little Man's Gypsophila was too stimulated and had mental problems.
…
mental illness.
This unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar word made everyone feel chilly.
…
"Little Gypsophila is fine. She doesn't have any problems."
The master said calmly.
His calm and gentle tone strangely soothed the restless hearts of those present.
…
The master's words have an inexplicable power that makes people believe.
The ugly expressions on everyone's faces have softened a bit.
"What do you mean, Master?"
Grandma Luo took a deep breath and said, "The way Little Gypsophila looks like now -" it doesn't look like she's okay at all.
…
"The little baby's breath likes its friends very much."
The master said with a smile.
Grandma Luo couldn't laugh.
"It's really okay."
The master stared at the child who was having fun, "I would rather say that little Gypsophila is a very lucky child."
"Lucky?"
The unexpected words made everyone stunned for a moment, and then they were filled with doubts.
They didn't see at all how lucky the child was, Little Man's Gypsophila?
Don't say you are lucky.
From birth, it seems that misfortune has been accompanying this child who is far more sensible and well-behaved than other children of the same age.
…
"Yes, very lucky."
The master took in everyone's expressions and nodded calmly.
The expression on his face revealed a somewhat ethereal air of immortality.
"As I said before, Pangpang is the patron saint of little baby's breath."
The master emphasized the three words "Guardian Saint".
…
Everyone present was stunned for a moment, and all had some guesses and surprises.
It would be a lie to say that they were not shocked, and it would be impossible for them to believe such a fantasy thing all of a sudden.
Even though the reason why the masters appear here is because they have speculations in this regard.
…
"Really, really?"
Grandma Luo's voice was a little erratic.
"Um."
The master nodded.
He did not tell anyone that the fat boy Little Man Gypsophila said was a monster.
After all, most people have some prejudices against monsters.
Rather than telling the child's family that there is a monster following the child, and that the child is making friends with the monster, it is naturally more acceptable to tell them that the child has a guardian angel protecting her from harm.
The master does not want to create unnecessary details and waste words.
Some deep-rooted ideas are difficult to change.
Rather than letting them continue to worry about the safety of their children after knowing the truth, it is better to just think of it this way.
It's also good for children.
After the master learned about what happened to Little Man Gypsophila, he really felt sorry for the child.
I don't want to make her life more turbulent.
…
"But we obviously didn't see anything."
Grandpa Man looked at the others inquiringly, and when he saw the way they shook their heads, he knew that they were all the same. None of them saw the fat man next to Little Man Gypsophila.
His expression was solemn, his face was stern, and he stared at the master for a moment.
…
The master remained unmoved and met Grandpa Man's somewhat pointed gaze without any dodge or avoidance.
"Pangpang is the patron saint of Little Gypsophila."
"Only the little baby's breath stars can be seen."
…
The master's answer was really cunning. Grandpa Man and everyone else were dubious, but they could not verify whether the so-called "Guardian Saint" was true or false.
"The patron saint of little baby's breath?"
"Really?"
Grandpa Man couldn't help but confirm again.
"Um."
The master responded lightly, and after thinking for a while, he explained, "Didn't Ms. Tang's experience explain everything?"
…
When the master said this, everyone felt astonished.
yes.
Only this statement can explain the inexplicable injury Aunt Tang suffered.
After all, Aunt Tang, the person involved, believed that Baby Gypsophila was haunted by monsters.
So, compared to monsters, the idea of a patron saint doesn’t seem so unacceptable?
…
Thinking about it this way, everyone has some recognition and belief in the master's statement.
Besides, isn’t it so powerful to have a patron saint?
This is the blessing of little baby's breath.
…
The more I think about it, the brighter everyone’s eyes become.
Even though they couldn't see it, everyone's eyes were still shining brightly on the space around Little Gypsophila.
He kept sketching out the image of the patron saint in his mind.
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"However, this kind of thing... is too incredible."
Zhang Bo couldn't help but smack his lips. If the facts weren't right in front of him, it would be hard for him to believe it.
But even now, he still only believes it 70% or 80%.
He felt that his three views had been severely impacted, and his persistence was crumbling.
…
"hehe."
Zhuge Yun laughed dryly a few times, and he who was always the most noisy rarely calmed down.
Mainly because the impact was too great.
Is this child the illegitimate daughter of God?
Even the patron saint came out.
Why does he feel that the world he has lived in for nearly twenty years suddenly feels a bit strange to him?
…
"I really want to see what the patron saint looks like?"
Zhao Luzheng murmured to himself regretfully.
Who knows if we will encounter such a magical thing again in the future?
...
No, it's better not to meet him.
Because, he found out very sadly, so what if he encountered it?