章節 1178: Chapter 1180: Xiao'ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Nan Feng was mending her father's clothes, "There's nothing like that, it's all just rumors. There are no ghosts in this world, it's all just scaring oneself."

"Then, do immortals exist in this world?"

"That's a kind of belief. If you believe, they exist; if you don't, they don't. Belief is used to constrain people's thoughts. For example, if you do bad things, the immortals will know, and if you do good, you'll accumulate merit. Some people have no beliefs and commit all kinds of bad deeds, and they end up with no good fortune," Nan Feng passed the thread through the needle and tied a beautiful knot at the end.

Xia Dabao was drawn to Nan Feng's needlework and moved a small stool to sit beside her, "Mom's needlework is really good. If only Abao could do this too."

"When mom was your age, she couldn't do these tasks either. Every time she tried, she'd get a headache."

"So how did you get good at it later on?" Xia Dabao asked curiously.