Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

Chapter 202 Bubbles

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Xiao Chaosheng's lips twitched for a moment:

"Of course, his soul power is indispensable."

That guy really likes to curse me.

"Hahahaha..."

The man in black robes laughed again, then looked at Xiao Chaosheng after his laughter subsided.

"Now, go, go and end your obsession with your own hands."

Xiao Chaosheng's face showed a struggle and confusion.

......

"Oh no! Xiao Chaosheng is asleep again. If you're sleepy, go home and sleep. You'll catch a cold here!"

Xiao Chaosheng slowly opened his eyes, staring blankly at the gentlest face in the world.

That face... he thought he would never see again.

His voice trembled slightly:

"Mom, I won't catch a cold. I'll never catch a cold in my life. You don't need to worry about me."

Liu Niu paused for a moment, then laughed, pinching Xiao Chaosheng's cheek; her fingertips were warm and slightly rough.

"Is my little Chaosheng some kind of little fairy who never catches a cold? That would be perfect!"

Xiao Chaosheng's gaze gradually hardened.

But beneath that resolute gaze, tears welled up uncontrollably.

Tears rolled down her cheeks one after another, landing on the back of Liu Niu's hand.

Liu Niu was startled and hurriedly went to wipe it:

"Oh dear, why are you crying? Did you have a nightmare?"

Xiao Chaosheng pursed his lips, broke free from Liu Niu's hand, and took two steps back.

He was afraid that if he stayed even a second longer, he would never want to leave.

Liu Niu frowned, her tone tinged with grievance:

"You silly child, you're not even married yet and you won't let your mother have a moment's affection?"

Xiao Chaosheng did not answer.

He knelt down with a thud, his knees hitting the gravel ground with a dull thud like a heavy hammer blow to his heart.

Then, he slammed his head against the ground—

"Thump!"

His forehead struck a sharp stone, tearing his skin and drawing blood that trickled down the stone's texture like plum blossoms blooming on its surface.

Liu Niu's face turned pale instantly, and she lunged forward to pull him away:

"What's wrong with you, child! What are you doing? Doesn't it hurt?!"

Xiao Chaosheng did not look up.

His forehead was pressed against the blood-stained stone, and his whole body was trembling.

Tears mingled with blood and flowed down, dripping into the soil.

He raised his face.

Her little face was covered in tears and snot, her lips trembled, opening and closing repeatedly, saliva stretching into strands between her lips and teeth.

Liu Niu was in a flurry of activity:

"Get up quickly, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at her anxious and distressed expression, Xiao Chaosheng desperately suppressed his surging emotions, feeling as if something was tearing apart his chest inch by inch.

With a hoarse voice, he finally managed to squeeze out four words:

"Mom! I'm sorry!"

Liu Niu was stunned for a moment:

"Xiao Chaosheng, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Chaosheng bit his lip:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Xiao Chaosheng only knows these few words now.

His mother will still die in that stormy temple.

The mother in front of me... is a beautiful bubble that I am about to burst.

Liu Niu blankly wiped away Xiao Chaosheng's tears:

"Mommy's silly, don't scare her."

Xiao Chaosheng slammed his head against the stone again:

"I'm sorry, I don't even have the right to let you live in my dreams!"

I have so much to do...

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. You're not just the dust beneath the tower; you're the one I love most and can't let go of in my life.

Liu Niu was stunned.

She slowly lowered her head, looked at her hands, then at the blood on Xiao Chaosheng's forehead, and suddenly smiled—a smile of relief and peace.

Am I dead?

She reached out and touched her own face, then patted Xiao Chaosheng's head:

"No wonder I don't feel any pain... I've already died once."

She accepted it so quickly, it was heartbreaking.

Xiao Chaosheng looked up through his tear-filled eyes and saw the smile on Liu Niu's face, and cried even harder:

"Mom, I'm sorry..."

Liu Niu did not cry.

She just squatted there, staring intently at Xiao Chaosheng's face, as if trying to carve that face into her bones.

She reached out and gently touched his head, her movements clumsy yet tender.

"Mom really hates the person who brought her back to life, who bullied my little Chaosheng so badly."

She paused, then gently brushed away the stray hairs smeared with blood from his forehead:

"Don't cry. No matter what you do, Mommy loves you."

Her voice was soft, as if she were afraid of disturbing something:

"Little Chaosheng, don't forget your mother in the future... Your mother really loves you."

A river breeze blows, and the green grass undulates like waves.

Liu Niu stood there, her figure thin and frail, as if she could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

But the smile on her face was more genuine than ever.

......

Dream Island Resort, Main Hall.

The evil Qilin held the baby and sat cross-legged in meditation.

While comforting her, he chanted Buddhist mantras.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, staring incredulously at Jiang Chaosheng before him:

"How is this possible? You're really waking up?"

"You... defied your own desires and chose to destroy a beautiful dream with your own hands?!"

The evil Qilin's eyes twitched, he gritted his teeth, and for the first time, his voice trembled:

"What kind of monster are you?! Don't you have a heart?!"

He grew anxious, and his hands holding the baby trembled slightly.

"Impossible, it won't exist."

How could my joy in Buddhism be defeated by someone who doesn't understand Buddhism?

You must be the only oddball in this world!

The anxiety in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by an almost frantic certainty:

"Yes, you are an anomaly. You are the only one who will not be saved by the joyful Dharma!"

No, this humble monk must do something… yes, do something!

The evil Qilin trembled as it took out a pocket watch from its bosom.

Number 3-44, the murder pocket watch!

He waved the murder watch in front of Jiang Chaosheng.

Jiang Chaosheng's eyes were devoid of consciousness; his eyeballs mechanically followed the swaying of the pocket watch.

A maniacal smile appeared on the face of the evil Qilin:

"Let this humble monk enter your dream, and utterly kill you within it, so you'll never wake up!"

"Don't hurt my husband!"

A crisp, angry shout rang out from Jiang Chaosheng's arms.

A beam of light shot out, transforming into a beautiful woman with an angry expression, standing in mid-air, her long hair moving without wind.

The evil Qilin's pupils shrank:

The evil Qilin's pupils contracted slightly.

"The 'Human Peak Daji' that Lucifer spoke of? You want to kill this humble monk?"

He shook his head, his tone dismissive:

"Enough, you can't stop this humble monk. Time in dreams is different from that in the real world. This humble monk only needs half a second to kill the twilight in the dream."

Sensing the chilling killing intent, the evil Qilin laughed without restraint:

"Why don't you go into the dream world and save your husband?"

Of course, you also need to have the means to enter dreams.

After speaking, Xie Qilin's eyes gradually glazed over, clearly indicating that he had entered Jiang Chaosheng's dream.

......

A dream world.

A Buddhist chant suddenly rang out from the green meadow by the river.

"Amitabha!"

Xiao Chaosheng and Liu Niu suddenly looked into the river.

Suddenly, a massive black mountain appeared and slowly rose up.

On the black mountain, naked men and women are carved, which is exactly the appearance of the Buddha of Bliss.

The black mountain slowly sheds rubble, like stone chips falling off after being carved by a knife.

The evil Qilin spent his entire life carving the stone in his heart, carving his own Buddha.

After using the murderous pocket watch, he became a powerful Buddha in the dream world!

Gradually, the black mountain, after being 'carved', revealed the shape of an evil Qilin.

In the air, he clasped his hands together.

The clasped hands were like a hundred-meter-tall building, startling the birds, who frantically flapped their wings.

The enormous face with its eyes tightly closed was like a dark cloud, obscuring the sky and the sun.

A flicker of fear crossed Liu Niu's eyes, and she quickly hugged Xiao Chaosheng tightly.

"Don't hurt my child!"

Xiao Chaosheng narrowed his eyes dangerously and said, word by word:

"Evil... Qilin!"

The evil Qilin slowly opened its enormous eyes, which were like two bottomless, icy pools, indifferently looking down at the ant-like people at its feet:

"My benefactor, you are attached to appearances."

Xiao Chao's business ideas are frequently on the rise.

He wanted to awaken the scythe of death, and the flintlock pistol.

But in his dream, he was just a child and didn't possess those two deadly weapons.

He reached out, wanting to use the Primal Serpent.

Without the Grim Reaper's scythe, he couldn't use Lucifer's soul power at all.

I can't do anything.

The giant hand of the evil Qilin slowly rose, its five fingers as thick as mountains, casting a shadow over the entire grassland.