After transmigrating through countless worlds, the Beast Tamer Cub plucked all the Heavenly Dao bein

Otherwise, am I talking about myself?

Wenya nodded, already considering how to explain to Mumu without getting a beating. This really wasn't her doing!

Mumu has a very good temper and generally doesn't hit people. But once she gets angry, her beatings really hurt! UTTU

Don't ask Wenya how she knew. Back when she first came to this family, her chuunibyou spirit was still burning brightly. Based on her crazy persona, she repeatedly jumped around on Mumu's bottom line and almost got beaten so badly that even her own mother didn't recognize her.

Mumu's strength was far inferior to hers at the time, but as the head of the family, if Mumu really wanted to deal with her, there were plenty of ways to do so.

As for now, it seems that Mumu's strength has already surpassed hers, right?

Don't dare to think. Don't dare to think.

Ningbao watched helplessly as Wenya shook her head like a fool, her face contorted in a state of utter despair. The child scratched her head, utterly bewildered. She tiptoed to touch Wenya's head, wondering if she was delirious from a fever.

However, she didn't manage to touch her head in the end. It wasn't that Wenya resisted, but rather that Ningbao overestimated her short legs. Even if she stood on tiptoe, she couldn't touch Wenya's head.

ten minutes later……

"You said this eyeball looks strange, it does seem a bit odd."

Wenya was also fiddling with the still-blinking eyeball on the ground. Confirming that Ningbao hadn't turned into a little psychopath, was mentally healthy, and was perfectly normal, Wenya breathed a huge sigh of relief. Heaven knows she had almost already thought of her own epitaph just now.

"How about we put it in a box first?"

Ning Bao nodded and took out a small wooden box. This box was originally meant to hold the array plate, but hadn't Ning Bao used up all of that spatial teleportation array in one go? Wen Ya still felt a pang of regret thinking about it. She should have stopped her; it hadn't even had any effect.

However, watching the single eyeball rolling around inside the large wooden box, Wenya felt that the scene looked even more eerie.

Ningbao felt that she had seen this eyeball before.

Ning Bao stared at that eyeball for a long time before finally uttering those words.

Wenya: ...

Ningbao, don't scare me! I just said you were normal. Why do you think that eyeball looks familiar?

However, Ningbao rested its chin on its paw and thought very hard for a long time. It was really trying its best. Didn't you see its tail wagging like a fan? But it still couldn't remember where it had seen it before.

Normally, dogs wag their tails because they're excited, but Ningbao isn't a dog at heart. Sometimes it's just an extra action she does when she's thinking, so the rhythm is very even.

For as long as Ningbao pondered, Wenya stared at Ningbao's tail. Ningbao's core wasn't that of a dog, but Wenya was a true wolf. Her instincts made her subconsciously wonder, "Can looking at an eyeball make her this happy? Has Ningbao really turned into a little pervert?" Should she think of an epitaph for herself?

"This looks like... a demon eye."

Suddenly, the white cake that had been perched on Wenya's head spoke.

The kitten looked heartbroken. Just moments ago, he had spent his last bit of savings to find this information, and now he was a penniless kitten!

"Ghost eyes? Does that mean the eyes of a ghost?"

Wen Ya countered with a question.

"Yes, it's the eye of a ghost, but not every ghost's eye can achieve this effect."

Bai Gao stretched out her little paw and pointed to the eyeball still rolling around in the wooden box:

"The so-called ghosts you speak of here, they have physical forms..."

"I know, it not only has a physical form, but also weaknesses."

Wenya casually slapped the unruly female ghost next to him with his claws:

"Could it be this guy's own eye?"

"It shouldn't be, because there are many conditions required to have those kinds of ghost eyes..."

"Ningbao remembers!"

Just then, Ningbao suddenly clapped his hands:

"This eyeball looks a lot like the big brother ghost's."

Ningbao would never recognize a normal eyeball. But this eyeball was different; it didn't look like a human eyeball at all, but rather like a snake's eyeball.

Because of Mumu, Ningbao has a bias towards almost all snakes.

Ningbao had only seen a few ghosts to begin with, but after Bai Gao reminded her and made this connection, she realized that this was Yu You's eyeball.

So here's the question: why did Yu You's eyeballs end up in this female ghost's hand?

Wenya then looked at the thing next to her that she had curled up into a ball and was still wriggling desperately, and she couldn't tell whether it was a female ghost or a rat spirit.

"Bai Gao, this place is called Yu You's Nightmare, right? So is it possible that all the ghosts and monsters we're encountering now are, in some way, actually Yu You?"

Wenya, true to her reputation as a wolf who loves watching TV dramas, has already imagined an 82-episode series in her mind:

"Or perhaps, these things are all manifestations of Yu You's evil intentions?"

A flawless version after careful inspection!

Bai Gao shook his head, indicating that he did not know.

Ningbao thinks it probably isn't.

Meeting Wen Ya's questioning gaze, Ning Bao said somewhat uncertainly:

"It's just Ningbao's feeling; Ningbao doesn't know for sure. But Ningbao feels that this eyeball doesn't seem malicious; instead, it has a somewhat lifeless feel to it. Hmm..."

Ningbao, whose vocabulary was limited, thought for a long time before finally finding an adjective:

"That feeling was a bit like...like...a calm despair."

Ningbao absolutely hates this feeling. This always happened when Qingqing had an episode. Not only does Ningbao hate it, she's also scared, always feeling like Qingqing will leave her.

She was really scared, scared that one day she would lose Qingqing.

Wenya tried hard to understand, but still couldn't. Some emotions simply cannot be truly felt through words and language alone.

"Alright then, let's talk about these things later. Let's have dinner first."

As Ningbao's stomach rumbled, Wenya happily decided to speak.

"Okay~"

Ningbao happily followed Wenya into the kitchen. There was nothing to be unhappy about; ever since Qingqing became Mumu, she had never been like that again.

"By the way, Sister Wenya, why did you think of breaking a bowl to see the reflection?"

"This one..."

Wen Ya stammered. She hadn't expected it. The reason she broke the bowl was simply to make a noise and see if any ghosts would jump out. If she really wanted to see the reflection, wouldn't it have been better to just use a mirror? Mu Mu had clearly prepared several small mirrors in Ning Bao's spatial bag.

However, she couldn't say that, otherwise her powerful and domineering image would be ruined.