The wicked sister-in-law is in charge; meals include fish and shrimp.

Chapter 300 Making trouble

Li Chunxing was so anxious that she burst into tears, and Wen Jinchen's little face in her arms was covered with tears.

Wen Jinyu, who was in Wen Ziming's arms, was in no better condition; she was crying so hard that she was hiccuping.

In the past, when they cried at night, I could just soothe them gently, but tonight, for some reason, nothing worked.

Xie He looked at her two grandsons with heartache. "Eldest son, hitch up the carriage, let's go to town!" she shouted to Wen Ziming.

The two children had been examined by a doctor before, who said there was nothing wrong with them and it was just ordinary infantile crying.

Why was it so powerful tonight?

Suddenly I remembered that I had taken in the two monks, one big and one small, that evening.

Xie He was pulling Wen Muchuan upstairs when Xian Nian, who was twirling Buddhist prayer beads, and the two had already come downstairs.

Before Xie He could even speak, Xian Nian said, "Don't worry, benefactor, this old monk has a way."

Xie He and his wife exchanged a glance. Although Wen Muchuan was anxious, he still pulled his wife downstairs.

All the lights in the courtyard were turned on, making the area bright. Xiannian headed straight for the wall facing the main house.

Having already given prior notice, Huixin took a few steps closer and ran over, accurately locating the doll that Wu Yao had torn in two.

As soon as Dongxi entered the courtyard, Wen Jinchen and his sister cried even harder in the main hall.

Mo Li pursed her lips and looked at the dark object in Hui Xin's hand.

He just saw the cinnabar mark on his neck light up.

"Master, this..."

If Xie He had just suspected that the master and apprentice were causing trouble, his doubts had now lessened by half.

She only glanced at the charred doll and felt a chill run down her spine, as if something was off.

The tattered doll's upper body stared intently in the direction of the main room, which gave Wen Ziming, a grown man, quite a chill.

Then Xiannian took out a yellow talisman and muttered something under his breath. After finishing, he stuck the talisman on the doll's head.

The baby in Wen Ziming and his wife's arms was still crying. When they saw Xian Nian walking towards them, Li Chunxing quickly shielded Wen Jinchen in her arms and looked at the monk with a wary expression.

"Mom, let's hurry to town," she said, sounding a little nervous.

Xian Nian knew she was afraid, so he simply stopped. He didn't say anything and just stood a few steps away from Li Chunxing.

Wen Jinchen's crying gradually subsided, and Huixin stepped forward and handed him the two strings of spirit beads from her sleeve:

"donor"

Hui Xin bowed slightly, her meaning quite clear, while Li Chunxing bit her lip, looking very troubled.

Finally, Xie He closed her eyes, took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and took one of the strings of beads, putting it on Wen Jinchen's small hand.

"mother!"

"mother!"

The others were startled by her action, but were quickly brought back to their senses by Wen Jinchen's giggles.

The moment the bead was put on Wen Jinchen's little hand, the little guy immediately stopped crying.

Right now, his chubby little hand is tugging at the string of beads he just put on.

Xie He put another string of beads on Wen Jinyu's little hand, and the two brothers stopped crying.

"Amitabha," Xiannian said with a faint smile, looking thoughtfully at the charred doll on the table.

"Master!" Wen Muchuan exclaimed excitedly.

He had been watching them ever since the master and apprentice came in, just as his wife had told him to, but he hadn't seen them do anything.

Moreover, he didn't see anything under the corner of the opposite wall when he was cleaning the yard.

Therefore, it shouldn't have been the master and apprentice who did it.

He found the dolls quite strange, but thankfully his two grandsons had stopped crying.

Li Chunxing probably knew what was going on, and bowed to the master and disciple.

"I'm sorry, Master, just now..." Xie He looked apologetic and felt a little guilty. She had almost hit him.

Xiannian turned the prayer beads in his hand and smiled in response, "The two young benefactors must not remove the beads from their hands tonight."

"You can take it down again when the sun rises tomorrow."

Xie He nodded repeatedly. Wen Muchuan escorted the master and apprentice upstairs and couldn't help but ask, "Master, were our two little children......"

Before he could finish speaking, Huixin had already burned the two pieces of the cloth doll along with the yellow talisman.

"My friend, don't sleep too soundly at night."

Xiannian didn't say anything about the two children tonight, just gave a brief reminder.

Wen Muchuan nodded solemnly and relayed the message to the others after going downstairs.

Li Chunxing was so worried that she couldn't sleep all night, only managing to close her eyes slightly when the rooster crowed at dawn.

Just as she was feeling dazed, Wen Jinchen kicked her leg, instantly waking her up.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her energetic youngest son.

After resting for a while, the sun shone into the room. Remembering Xiannian's words from the night before, she still didn't dare to rashly remove the Spirit Pearl.

In the courtyard, Huixin was playing with Wen Jinyu.

The two, one big and one small, seemed to have hit it off immediately and had a great time playing together.

Seeing Li Chunxing come out carrying the child, he said softly, "Female benefactor, the little benefactor's beads can be removed now."

Only after Huixin said that did Li Chunxing dare to make a move, and Wen Jinyu waved to her younger brother in her arms.

Li Chunxing put the two brothers in the stroller, and the two children babbled and cooed, seemingly communicating with each other.

Mo Li returned from taking Xiao Hu to school, and Hui Xin's eyes lit up when she saw him.

Mo Li walked past him with a cold expression. Hui Xin scratched her head, wanting to talk to him but not knowing how to start.

Xian Nian was led around the village by Wen Muchuan but didn't find anything wrong.

Now Wen Muchuan was in a dilemma. His family had no deep-seated hatred for anyone else, so who would be so cruel as to harm two children?

Xiannian wasn't in a hurry; he recalled the young boy wearing cinnabar he had seen last night.

That cinnabar, its origin unknown, is a rare find, a treasure that appears only once in a thousand years.

If it weren't for that treasure, the curse on the child would have harmed far more than just those two little children.

Furthermore, when he was in the courtyard at night, he noticed that the boy's shadow was somewhat erratic. This was really strange.

Wu Yao hid in the big willow tree at the entrance of the village for a whole night, not daring to make any rash moves.

Yesterday, she sensed that the "Bodhisattva Curse" had been broken, and her chest felt like it was being pricked with needles.

She had already seen it this morning; Mo Li was at the same house as yesterday.

Hmph, and there's also that old monarch, Mo Zhengfu.

Those two stinky monks actually showed up too, and ruined her plans!

If I had known they would be in the way, I should have lured a few hungry wolves over and eaten them both when I captured them and threw them into the cave!

Otherwise, with her abilities, she could have retrieved Mo Li's soul yesterday.

She didn't want to stay in this wretched place, Jingguo, any longer; it was incredibly unlucky.

There weren't any abandoned graves or anything like that in the village, so she couldn't even dig out a helper if she wanted to.

Realizing that staying in the tree wouldn't work, she jumped down and headed towards the largest mountain.