Reborn As Lucky Star
Chapter 362: The Advancing Yue Qingqing

Chapter 362: Chapter 362: The Advancing Yue Qingqing

Li Sanniang had no idea that her every move was within Yan Sinian’s calculations.

Yan Sinian’s method of using Spiritual Energy was identical to his surgery techniques, precise and controlled, never using an ounce more energy than necessary, a master of fine manipulation.

Upon seeing the Sound Transmission Talisman, the other party would certainly think him to be of low Mana, just barely able to create a talisman, a weakling.

The person thought Yan Sinian had inadvertently alarmed the enemy, yet he only intended to lure the snake out of its hole.

Rather than tracing the source, it was better to let the enemy fall into the trap of their own accord.

Although he wasn’t that fox, having been in its company, he too could play some simple tricks.

The next morning.

Yue Qingqing woke up from bed, the Spiritual Energy surrounding her body having returned.

Since it was the weekend, the family tacitly allowed both children to sleep in.

But the aroma of food still snuck in through the gap under the door.

Like a hook, it dangled in front of Yue Qingqing.

With her eyes closed, she tiptoed out unconsciously following the scent.

"Mom, are you making scallion oil pancakes today? They smell so good."

Zhang Ying replied from the kitchen.

She placed the rolled-out dough on the oiled flat pan.

The scent of scallions and eggs was instantly brought out, making the thin pancakes both fragrant and crispy.

Yue Qingqing almost drooled, hurrying to wash up.

Zhang Ying handed out a plate full of scallion oil pancakes, "Darling, take this next door."

Yue Qingqing nodded, swallowing her saliva as she knocked on the opposite door.

Yue Xingxing opened the door and cheered at the sight of the plate.

"I love Auntie’s pancakes the most!"

Yue Qingqing sniffed, "Did Grandma fry eggplant pockets today?"

"Right, I was just about to send them over."

Double breakfast, double happiness, Yue Qingqing squinted her eyes joyfully,

fortunately not forgetting the real business at hand.

She sneaked into the kitchen, amidst the captivating sound of sizzling oil, quietly discussing with Lin Chunju.

"Grandma, I need to go out tonight."

Lin Chunju scooped out a freshly fried eggplant pocket, which looked beautifully golden.

Picking one up with chopsticks, she blew on it and fed it to Qingqing.

"Is it dangerous? Recently, the news said that murderer hasn’t been caught yet."

Yue Qingqing dared not mention she was going out for this very reason, as her family’s protective nature would undoubtedly prevent her from leaving.

She could only vaguely assure, "It’s not dangerous, don’t worry."

The eggplant pocket was a bit hot, and Yue Qingqing juggled it between her hands to cool it, touching her earlobes to dissipate the heat.

Biting into it, the taste, fresh and crispy, made Yue Qingqing let out a long sigh of appreciation.

"Delicious!"

Lin Chunju watched with a smiling gaze, rarely teasing her granddaughter.

"I think there’s nothing you don’t like to eat."

At the community’s downstairs chatter, many elderly ladies lamented about their grandchildren’s picky eating habits.

But their own Qingqing had been a concern since she was little, worrying if she could digest everything she ate, as she would eat just about anything.

Yue Qingqing smiled sweetly, "Isn’t it because Grandma’s cooking is so good?"

Distracted by her words, Lin Chunju naturally forgot the earlier topic.

It was in her subconscious that she believed the child was so sensible that she didn’t need much worrying.

But little did she know that Yue Qingqing had resolved to pull off a big job that night!

The Ghost Cultivator couldn’t remain at large any longer, having escaped last time, this time she had to succeed in one fell swoop.

With a whole pack of talismans in her pocket, Yue Qingqing waited for darkness to fall before stepping out.

Because Zhang Ying had received a message from her mother, she thought Yue Qingqing was just going over to a classmate’s house to play and simply said to come back early, not inquiring further.

These days, everyone was on edge, with fewer people around as evening approached.

Even the street food vendors packed up early.

Yue Qingqing could hardly see a second figure.

Before long, the sign for Zhuancheng People’s Hospital came into view.

Yue Qingqing touched the curse talisman in her pocket, as the streetlight stretched her shadow long.