"When did grandma cheat on Xiaomantianxing?"

Grandma Luo laughed, and the child's glittering eyes dissipated a little.

Xiao Mantianxing smiled embarrassedly with a little embarrassed look.

The expression on his face was very bright and happy.

...

Xiao Mantianxing couldn't help but lower his head and rubbed his cheek against his fat body.

In the eyes of others, the child's behavior is extremely strange.

It seems like living in your imagination world.

The half-exposed face showed an innocent and sweet smile.

...

The onlookers felt a chill in their hearts.

Grandma Luo smiled on her face, but the smile in her eyes had completely dissipated.

Seeing that Xiao Mantianxing seemed to have a lot of fun with the so-called Pangpang, she didn't pay attention to the outside world at all, she walked to the master and said, "Master-".

Even if he tried hard to restrain himself, the trembling in Grandma Luo's voice could not be more obvious.

"What the hell is going on?"

"What's wrong with Xiaomantianxing?"

"She, she's okay, right?"

Grandma Luo felt that the eyes were getting dark. She couldn't help but reach out to hold her forehead, closed her eyes and shook her head.

When I opened my eyes again, there was still panic in my eyes.

"master!"

How could my granddaughter be so plagued by so many disasters?

Grandma Luo felt very uncomfortable.

The corners of his eyes were red, and even red bloodshot could be seen in his slightly dumb eyes.

...

"Don't worry."

The master naturally understood what Grandma Luo and others were thinking.

They must have thought that Xiao Mantianxing was too stimulating, so there was a mental problem.

...

Mental illness.

This strange and familiar word makes everyone feel chilled.

...

"Little Mantianxing is very good, she has no problems."

The master said without any haste.

The smooth and gentle tone comforted the restless hearts of the people present.

...

The master's words inexplicably have a convincing power.

Everyone's ugly faces eased a little.

"What does it mean, Master?"

Grandma Luo took a deep breath, "What Xiao Mantianxing looks like now-" didn't look like she was fine at all.

...

"Little Mantianxing likes its friends very much."

The master said with a smile.

Grandma Luo couldn't laugh.

"It's really okay."

The master looked at the child who was having fun, "It would be better to say that Xiaomantianxing is a very lucky child."

"Lucky?"

Unexpected words made everyone stunned for a moment, and then they were filled with doubts.

They didn't see at all how lucky that child Xiaomantianxing was?

Don't say lucky.

From birth, it seems that unfortunately has been accompanied by this child who is far more sensible and well-behaved than children of the same age.

...

"Yes, I'm very lucky."

The master took everyone's expressions in his eyes, but nodded quietly.

The expression on his face exudes a sense of ethereality and a sense of immortality.

"As I said before, Pangpang is the patron saint of Xiaomantianxing."

The master emphasized the three words "Guardian God".

...

After being stunned, the people present all had some guesses and surprises.

It is false to say that they are not shocked, and it is impossible to make them believe such a fantasy thing at once.

Even, the reason why the masters appeared here is because they have speculations in this regard.

...

"Really, really?"

Grandma Luo's voice was a bit erratic.

"Um."

The master nodded.

He did not tell everyone that the fat pony in Xiao Mantianxing's mouth was a monster.

After all, most people have some prejudice against monsters.

Compared to telling the child's family that a monster is following the child and making friends with the monster, it is naturally more acceptable to tell them that the child has a guardian saint who is protecting her from harm.

The master is unwilling to make trouble and spend more time on the subject.

Some deeply ingrained ideas are difficult to change.

Instead of letting them know the truth and always worry about their children's safety, it is better to think so.

It's good for children.

After the master learned about Xiao Mantianxing's experience, he really felt sorry for the child.

I don't want to make her life more turbulent.

...

"But we clearly saw nothing."

Grandpa Man looked at the others inquiring and saw their heads shaking their actions and knew that everyone was the same. They didn't see the fat fat next to Xiao Mantianxing.

He looked solemn, his face was cold, and his eyes were staring at the master for a moment.

...

The master was unmoved and met Grandpa Man with a sharp gaze without a trace of dodging or avoiding.

"Pangpang is the guardian saint of Xiaomantianxing alone."

"Only the little star can see it."

...

The master's answer is really cunning. Grandpa Man and everyone else are half-believing, but they cannot verify whether the so-called "guardian god" is true or false.

"Only belong to Xiaomantianxing's patron saint?"

"Really?"

Grandpa Man couldn't help but confirm again.

"Um."
To be continued...