The forest at night, with moonlight blocked by the leaves, was especially dark. The chirping of insects rose and fell around. It was precisely this atmosphere that filled the children with excitement and thrill as they entered the forest.
“Found it!”
Shortly after entering the forest, Sun Guangche found a cicada nymph.
Thinking about the extra meal tonight, he was extremely excited.
However, Sun Guangche was so focused on finding cicada nymphs that he unknowingly strayed from the group. After searching for a while and finding nothing new, he gradually came to his senses.
The most terrifying thing was that the surrounding insect chirping had somehow stopped.
His heart instantly leaped to his throat. He tried calling out to his friends, but there was no response. Only he remained alone, the flashlight beam seeming especially lonely.
Just then, Sun Guangche suddenly heard a strange noise. Scared out of his wits, he frantically shone his flashlight around.
His heart pounding, he didn’t dare hesitate and decided to backtrack. But after walking for a long time, the surroundings remained deathly silent. Only when he saw a pile of messy footprints did he suddenly realize—
He had walked back to the same spot.
He had encountered a “ghost wall.”
The surroundings were pitch black, seemingly endless. He even smelled a rotting, fishy stench like riverbed mud.
“That was the first time I encountered a ghost,” Sun Guangche said.
First time!
Qin Luo keenly caught that word—meaning he had encountered them again afterward.
“What happened later?” Qin Luo pressed.
“Later…” A smile actually appeared on Sun Guangche’s face.
“Later, I fainted from fright. When I woke up, I saw a fairy sister.”
“She was very beautiful. I had never seen such a pretty person. Her hair was long, and her eyes were emerald green.”
“She said the thing I encountered was a wandering evil spirit, but she had driven it away. She saved my life.”
“Not only was she beautiful, but she also smelled nice. At that time, I even… thought about marrying her when I grew up.”
“She also picked wild fruits for me. They were very sweet. That was the first time I ate such delicious fruit. Later, under her guidance, I returned home.”
“My family said I had met the Mountain Goddess. They took me to the mountains to worship, thanking the Mountain Goddess for saving my life. But in my heart, she wasn’t the Mountain Goddess; she was the fairy sister.”
Hearing this, Qin Luo couldn’t help but marvel—what incredible luck.
Encountering a fairy sister as a child—that kind of experience was enough to remember for a lifetime.
In contrast, his own childhood was either being bullied by his sister or being treated like a toy by his little aunt.
“What happened afterward?” Qin Luo continued asking.
“On later nights, I would sometimes go into the forest. Although I never saw the fairy sister again, I also never encountered ghosts again.”
Speaking up to here, Sun Guangche suddenly broke into a big smile and said excitedly:
“Qin Luo, you know what? I recently… met her again.”
Qin Luo’s heart suddenly sank.
According to Sun Guangche’s description, that so-called “fairy sister” was probably not simple.
Especially—she had once shown strong hostility towards superpowered individuals.
“Qin Luo, thank you for listening to me,” Sun Guangche said. “Ever since that time, I’ve always wanted to see her again. But others thought I was weird and gradually distanced themselves from me.”
“Now it’s about time. The fairy sister is still waiting for me, so I need to go back.”
With that, he stood up and left the classroom.
Qin Luo silently watched his back. He returned to his sister’s side and said in a low voice:
“Sister, this spirit used to be a good one, but now… it seems to have changed.”
Qin Jingyu didn’t speak. She just handed him her phone.
Qin Luo took the phone. On it was an investigation report.
An abnormal fluctuation had appeared in a mountain forest, and the number of ghostly entities had surged. Investigation revealed that the local Mountain God, who had been worshipped by the people, had been killed.
The Mountain God was a type of spirit that existed through the power of incense offerings and also protected the local people.
There were signs of fierce battle at the scene, and clues pointing to one of the four great families—the Zhao family. Killing a Mountain God without reason—both the official organizations and the Daoist and Buddhist factions demanded an explanation from the Zhao family.
However, the Zhao family had never responded and refused to cooperate with the investigation. This matter remained unresolved to this day.
“Sister, this Zhao family is too outrageous.” Qin Luo frowned.
Seeing this, he finally understood why the spirit was so hostile towards superpowered individuals.
“Hate accumulates,” Qin Jingyu said softly.
After returning home, Qin Jingyu directly activated the “human-shaped pillow” card.
She hugged her brother contentedly. Because she was tall, she almost enveloped Qin Luo completely.
Qin Luo looked helpless.
His sister’s hands were not honest at all, groping around on him.
He wanted to endure it, but she became more and more excessive.
Finally, he grabbed his sister’s hand.
“Little puppy, do you want to resist your sister?” Qin Jingyu whispered close to his ear.
Qin Luo, disturbed by her breath, rarely stood his ground:
“Don’t push me. When I get angry, even I’m afraid of myself.”
Hearing this, Qin Jingyu laughed heartily and pinched his cheek, saying:
“Oh? Then what will little puppy do to his sister?”
Qin Luo gritted his teeth and said in a “fierce” tone:
“If you push me too far, I’ll pinch your nose!”