Reborn As A Lucky Girl

The Daoist couldn't even hold his breath, and the villagers all looked at him. A drop of sweat the size of a bean fell from his forehead.    

    

He became more and more nervous. He even thought that Xue Xue'er did it on purpose, but when he saw that harmless smile, he felt that it was somewhat impossible.    

    

This little girl was only three years old. Ah!    

    

Ma Hongchun who was at the side could not wait any longer. She pushed Xue Xue'er away and shouted, "Stinking lass, don't cause trouble. Master's magic power is powerful and he doesn't know anything? Master, hurry up and catch that vixen!"    

    

Ma Hongchun's fat body squeezed over. If Xue Xue'er did not dodge quickly, she would have already been squeezed into meat paste.    

    

Xue Qin immediately ran over to protect Xue Xue'er. His face was stubborn and his voice was immature, "Grandma Cai, don't push my sister!"    

    

Ma Hongchun's face immediately pulled down, "It's just a money-losing thing. As for being so anxious, the people of the Old Xue family are all fools!"    

    

Xue Xue'er pulled Xue Qin and whispered in her ear, "Brother, don't be impulsive!"    

    

Xue Qin immediately became obedient.    

    

Only then did the Daoist heave a sigh of relief. A vicious look flashed across his eyes and his fists clenched so tightly that cracking sounds could be heard. If this little girl fell into his hands, he would definitely rub off a layer of skin from this girl!    

    

Just as the Daoist was ready, an agile figure squeezed in. "Uncle, are you injured? Why are you bleeding so much? I'll help you take a look!"    

    

Xue Xue'er pulled the cloth bag behind the Daoist. The rope in the bag broke and the things inside instantly fell to the ground.    

    

The Daoist's face was in fusion and he blurted out, "Little brat, stop, don't touch my things..."    

    

But he was a step too late and all the things fell to the ground. There were a few undrawn talisman papers, cinnabar, brush, and a few tightly bound white cloth. It was not clear what it was.    

    

Xue Xue'er took advantage of the time when no one was paying attention and smelled it. A look of understanding flashed across her eyes.    

    

It was indeed the same as what she imagined!    

    

When the Daoist saw these things, his eyes instantly turned to tears. He was so angry that blood came out of his head. He looked at Xue Xue'er hatefully, "You little bastard!"    

    

Xue Xue'er was not frightened and lowered her head sadly. She grabbed the Daoist's Daoist robe and said pitifully, "Uncle, you left a lot of blood. Does it hurt?"    

    

When the big guy heard this, he looked at the Daoist. The Daoist's gray Daoist robe was dyed red by cinnabar. From the back, it looked like he was injured and bleeding.    

    

The angry person calmed down. It turned out that Xue'er did this out of good intentions!    

    

The Taoist priest thought that he was about to be discovered and heaved a sigh of relief. A low voice came, "Where did you get the white phosphorus?"    

    

The Daoist instantly felt that all the blood in his body had frozen. He mechanically turned his head to look at the source of the voice. That white little glutinous rice ball was smiling cutely!    

    

It was hard to believe that the voice just now was hers!    

    

Daoist's lips twitched. "Little kid, what else can I say if I don't understand?"    

    

It seemed like he knew what white phosphorus was!    

    

Xue Xue'er smiled coldly when no one saw her. "How many benefits did I, Second Aunt, give you?"    

    

When the Daoist heard this, he could no longer calm down. His legs trembled and his heart felt a chill. He looked at her in fear.    

    

Xue Xue'er smiled sweetly but her voice was somewhat cold, "To be able to use white phosphorus to create the illusion of self-combustion, you should have read some books and actually did this kind of shady thing!"    

    

Xue Xue'er's tone was very similar to the teaching director. The Taoist felt as if he had been struck by lightning and his fingers trembled. His eyes were so frightened that only the whites of his eyes were left, "You, who are you exactly?"    

    

How could a three year old child know so many things?    

    

This was not a human, definitely not a human!    

    

Xue Xue'er's expression instantly changed. Her big black eyes revealed a quick-witted look as she tilted her head. She was very cute and playful, "Uncle, I am Xue'er!"    

    

The little girl looked as harmless as a three-year-old child, but no matter how Daoist looked at her, he would not be able to see her with normal eyes.    

    

"If you don't want me to expose you, then do as I say..." Xue Xue'er said in a low voice, and the Daoist didn't hesitate to compromise.    

    

Now that he was fighting against superstitious beliefs, if it was not for the fact that he could not live, he would not take the risk to do such a thing!