Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

As Tang Fu spoke, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

The wind ceased, the rustling of the grass and trees disappeared, and the bird calls stopped.

Yang Sheng stared straight at Tang Fu, shaken inside, his mind giving birth to an absurd thought: 'Could she possibly know everything?'

'But if she knows, why did she still come to the appointment?'

'Isn't she afraid of dying?'

All kinds of doubts lingered in Yang Sheng's mind, impossible to understand.

Everyone knows the principle of a wise man not standing under a dangerous wall, don't they?

Jiang Ning's face remained unchanged.

Upon hearing these words, Aunt Tao's hand that was embracing Tang Fu paused, and her face became even more kindly, "Why would you think like that of Auntie?"

But that kindness made Yang Sheng who stood behind shiver.

Tang Fu thought for a moment, then said wisely, "Because today is Lingling's 'Fifth Seventh', you liked Lingling very much, surely you should visit her, right?"

Aunt Tao's lips curved into a smile, the eerie expression vanished, and she silently laughed, as if suddenly returning to the moment when her daughter was alive, yet this expression only lingered for an instant, then vanished.

Her facial muscles twisted, returning to numbness: "Lingling dreams every day, she says 'Mama, I'm so lonely, there's no one to play with me'."

Aunt Tao murmured this phrase repeatedly, her heart clearly dead, yet mixed with a bit of hope.

Even Yang Sheng, who dared to watch horror films alone at midnight using a DVD during elementary school, was creeped out by her extreme numb expression.

'She's gone mad!' Yang Sheng asserted, convinced that the other's mental state was not normal.

On the rock platform, Tang Fu's whole body tensed like a leopard, ready to explode at any time, the worst scenario she envisioned had finally come.

She asked, "So, Auntie wants me to go down there and play with Lingling?"

Aunt Tao's gaze was emptier than ever, she stared fixedly at Tang Fu, raising her hand again to embrace her.

At this moment, Tang Fu was sitting, the platform had no handholds, if Aunt Tao managed to hold her, it would be extremely dangerous.

At a critical moment, Tang Fu, while facing danger, remained calm, mimicking Lingling's tone, she shouted: "Mama!"

Aunt Tao's movement suddenly stopped, she was stunned.

In this brief moment, Tang Fu stepped forward, her body agilely retreating to the back of the stone platform.

Yang Sheng, who had originally planned to intervene, was also stunned, surprised that Tang Fu was so clever?

When did she become so smart, even using feints to distract opponents?

In a life-and-death situation, Tang Fu even had time to shoot Yang Sheng a 'Never underestimate me' glance, her mentality was extraordinarily resilient, almost comparable to that of a soldier on the battlefield.

Jiang Ning watched the scene unfold, Tang Fu's recklessness not at all inferior to the friend who crashed a motorbike.

He silently retracted, restraining Aunt Tao's spiritual power, thinking: 'This fool must really believe a few words can make a desperate mother recall the past and give up?'

'Luckily, there's me, Jiang, as the stabilizing force.' Jiang Ning remained calm amidst the chaos.

After Aunt Tao was freed from restraint, she showed no fear of the unknown force, suddenly drawing a shiny dagger from her bag.

Her gaze towards the three was extremely indifferent, absent of anger, screams, hysteria, only emptiness and numbness.

Yang Sheng felt like he was being stared down by a cold-blooded serpent, his heart was filled with fear.

'The dagger is out, isn't it?' Jiang Ning said.

Aunt Tao said nothing, gripping the dagger, stepping forward towards the three.

Yang Sheng quickly made a judgment: 'Run? The distance is too close, and it's a mountain path, not good for running.'

'Fight back? The opponent has a dagger, potentially lethal.'

But the three of them can block first, they have good skills, once Aunt Tao is restrained, they could hand her over to the law.

Just as Yang Sheng was about to grab the backpack to use as a shield, Jiang Ning's hand suddenly snatched the skateboard bag, casually pulling out nearly a meter-long black strip.

Aunt Tao's pace quickened, she raised her hand, making a stabbing action.

Her daughter was too lonely, fortunately, soon someone would accompany her daughter.

'Dear daughter, don't worry...'

Jiang Ning held the black strip, gently shaking it, the cloth wrapping fell off on its own, revealing a shimmering big knife in front of them.

This was an 88-centimeter long knife.

Jiang Ning stood still, holding the handle, slowly raising the knife, the blade like a mirror reflected the surrounding mountain scenery, clear and visible.

He looked at Aunt Tao who was holding the dagger, and said condescendingly: "Would you like a contest?"

Facing this big knife, the numbness and emptiness on Aunt Tao's face showed a change for the first time, replaced by daze.

The tumultuous wind stopped again.

Yang Sheng and Tang Fu were equally shocked; 'Who climbs a mountain with such a big knife?'

Aunt Tao, who was originally charging straight at the three, intending to take them away, and reunite Tang Fu and her daughter with no obstruction!

But seeing this big knife, having it pointed at her nose, her crazed nerves paused for a few seconds.

Then she quietly made a detour, under Jiang Ning's disdainful gaze, left swallowing her anger.

She couldn't die now, she still needed to find playmates for her daughter, so she wouldn't be lonely.

After Aunt Tao left, Yang Sheng let out a sigh of relief, her posture unconsciously relaxed, the pressure just now was immense, the great terror between life and death.

The last time she felt so terrified was when her mother tricked her into eating extremely spicy turkey noodles, which led her to the hospital, nearly losing her life.

Tang Fu walked to the edge of the stone platform, looked down at the cliff, stayed silent for a moment, then softly whispered: "Lingling, I've fulfilled my promise to you..."

Yang Sheng saw Tang Fu running towards the cliff again, anger rose, she questioned: "What madness is this!"