For a mont, Chang Hao held his breath and watched.
I too focused my attention, with a stern expression, on the situation with the fire talisman.
I have to admit, the little guy’s skill in forming hand seals is better than mine.
Mount Tai, Purple Micro, Great Fighter, dicinal Fork...
Different hand seals overlapped and appeared in succession.
As if done in one fell swoop, calm and composed.
The yellow paper talisman ignited in mid-air without fire, and the small fla leapt toward the waterfall.
The little guy maintained the final hand seal with a small golden glow, trying to make the fla grow larger.
The fla grew slightly larger, then suddenly went out.
The fire talisman also imdiately beca ineffective, falling beneath the torrential waterfall.
Just as the little guy lowered his head, looking dejected.
I appeared behind him, stepping on the Golden Lotus Step, placing my palm on his head, "Dumpling, don’t feel discouraged, you’re still too young, it’s normal not to be able to handle the fire talisman."
"Mama!" Dumpling turned his head to see with delight, calling out to in his tender voice.
I scooped up the small milk dumpling who had grown to about two or three years old in just half a month, "Hearing this call of ’Mama’ from you, Mama’s truly relieved! Almost didn’t recognize you, my Dumpling, how did you learn the charms? You’re still so, so tiny~"
Clap!
Dumpling placed his little hand on my forehead, his big eyes sparkling brightly.
A sudden image appeared in my mind of him curled up inside my belly, still in the fetal state.
The view from when he was a small baby was quite interesting, observing the outside world and his father Yu Longting drawing charms.
And he had seen use talismans repeatedly, unknowingly learning them while in my belly.
"You’ve recalled the mories from when you were in my belly?" I delightfully planted a kiss on Dumpling’s forehead.
Dumpling nodded at and left a soft kiss on my cheek.
For so reason, apart from calling "Mama" and chanting oral spells, he doesn’t like to talk much.
I asked again, "But when I was pregnant with you, I still didn’t know the hand seals."
Dumpling’s small hand remained on my forehead, and at that mont, he transmitted another image into my mind.
It was a large aluminum alloy suitcase, the sa one Qing Li used to store statues and so daily necessities.
At that ti, I didn’t have my own suitcase and always left the hand seal book in that one after viewing it.
It seems the suitcase was taken back to the Snake Sect by Chang Hao, and the little guy found the book of hand seals from there.
He self-taught himself by flipping through it...
"Oh my, you’re so clever, my Dumpling, you’re extraordinary!" I hugged Little Dumpling’s small head tightly, utterly fond of him, "Mama loves, loves you so much."
My little milk Dumpling, in a past life, Mama couldn’t protect you well.
In this life, Mama will definitely, definitely protect you well.
Won’t let you encounter any danger again.
On the way back with Dumpling, he earnestly stroked my forehead with his little hand, and quietly said to in my heart, "Mama, I love you too~"
Before long, Little Dumpling fell asleep obediently in my arms.
I went to ask Chang Hao about Little Dumpling’s recent situation.
Dumpling grew up overnight, and his deanor is particularly mature.
He even goes to the waterfall at the back mountain to practice talismans on his own. It seems he knows the talisman’s power is too great and could cause destruction around.
If directed at the waterfall, it would be dissolved by the water current.
Unfortunately, he is indeed too small, and the power of the talismans he casts is limited.
The waterfall has never been able to fulfill its intended function, and this little guy is especially taciturn.
If there’s anything, he communicates directly through telepathy, never uttering a single word.
If it weren’t for the ti when Chang Hao overheard the little guy chanting an oral spell, they would have thought this child was mute.
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