Chapter 2247: The Fight of a Trapped Beast

"I don't feel comfortable at all, brother, you have changed, you are not my good brother anymore." Mai Tsumabu yelled angrily, her eyes full of resentment, she wanted to concentrate and teach this ungrateful mortal a lesson.

She said she didn't like it, but he still played this annoying chanting at home every day, and it was the abominable old monk. She must teach this fish-lipped mortal a lesson.

"Mai, don't be unreasonable. You are always so willful. You even secretly poured away the Chinese medicine juice that mom worked hard to boil. You don't understand our hard work at all." Tsumabu Munan scolded sternly.

In the past, his mind was controlled, and he only thought that his sister was extremely well-behaved and caring. Now he is sober and his eyes are clear. He only sees a selfish, cold-blooded and ruthless monster. It must be this monster that killed his well-behaved and lovely sister. He wanted to shoot this monster to death with a laser.

Mai Tsumabu changed her face. He dared to scold her. She must teach this abominable mortal a lesson.

"Brother, I know I was wrong, will you forgive me?"

Mai Tsumabu suddenly showed weakness, looking pitiful. Tsumabu Minami subconsciously raised her head and met Mai Tsumabu's eyes. Her head suddenly banged, and her eyes became confused. Mai Tsumabu was secretly proud. As long as she wanted, even if she asked mortals to sacrifice their lives, they would still obey.

Ye Qingqing noticed something was wrong, grabbed Tsumabu Minami's hand, and started to practice martial arts, but her skills were relatively shallow, and she couldn't resist for a while. Pipi flew in from the window, pecked Mai Tsumabu's nose hard, and cursed in a sharp voice: "Idiot!"

This peck was not light, and Tsumabu Minami screamed in pain, but he also successfully woke up from the hallucination. He soon realized that it was Pipi who saved him, otherwise he would become a puppet of the monster again.

Damn monster!

Tsumabuki Nan suddenly chanted loudly, and it turned out to be the Shurangama Mantra. In just a few days, he was able to chant this longest and most difficult scripture skillfully. It is true that geniuses can easily succeed in anything they do.

"Don't chant...ah...brother, what do you want to do?"

Tsumabuki Mai covered her ears in pain, but Tsumabuki Nan did not move at all, and kept muttering something. Ye Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. This Shurangama Mantra is indeed the king of all mantras, and it is perfect for fighting against evil things.

He directly pierced Tsumabuki Mai's sleeping acupoints, and left the room after she fell asleep.

Tsumabuki Nan wiped his sweat and stood up to Ye Qingqing to thank him.

If it weren't for Pipi's help just now, he would have become a puppet like a walking corpse.

Ye Qingqing's mouth twitched, and she wanted to laugh when she saw the red spot on the tip of the child's nose. Fortunately, it hadn't pecked through the skin, otherwise it would have been disfigured.

"Don't worry, it won't last too long." Ye Qingqing comforted.

Living with a monster every day, this mother and son are quite sinful.

Tsumabuki Nan nodded, feeling relieved. After coming to China, he had not studied chess properly, nor had he gone out to appreciate the beautiful scenery of China. He had been guarding this monster at home all day, feeling depressed.

Ye Qingqing said goodbye and left. The warm winter sun outside made people feel warm. People on the street were buying Yuanxiao dumplings. Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, and school will start after the 15th day of the lunar month.

Ye Qingqing was tempted by the white and plump Yuanxiao dumplings, so she rode her bike to the vegetable market, bought a few kilograms and fried them to eat. Then her cell phone rang. It was Tang Yuanyuan calling.

"Qingqing, I made sweet-scented osmanthus dumplings. Come and get them. I can't leave now." There was a lot of noise on the phone. It seemed that Tang Yuanyuan was busy in the store.