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There was no doubt that I had successfully annoyed Siyuan's Mother. She glared at me, her face cold. "Give it to me."
"No way. I won't give it to you unless you agree."
"How could Siyuan have a friend like you? Just hand it over." She took a step closer to me.
I quickly moved behind Su Anrong for cover.
Su Anrong stepped forward, smiling politely. "Auntie, we just want to see your daughter off. We mean no harm. Even if you think we're bad company, watching her go from a distance won't hurt, right? Standing here like this will only delay her departure and cause her to be late in the Underworld. Do you really want that?"
Under the dappled shadows of the trees, Su Anrong's handsome face captivated even someone like her, who seemed like a typical housewife.
Her tone was clearly softer than when she spoke to me.
"I'll agree to your request," she said, extending her hand for the urn. "But you must promise me that you won't tell anyone about anything you see today. Otherwise, the women will remain single for life, and the men will have wives who are also single forever."
"Auntie, your curse is quite profound." If she wanted to wish us a lifetime without sex, she could just say it directly instead of beating around the bush. Yet, Siyuan's mother appeared colder on the surface but was even fiercer than my own mom.
"Will you agree or not?"
How could I refuse? Her tone left no room for negotiation.
Su Anrong seemed about to say something else, but I tugged at his hand to signal him to stay quiet and smiled. "We agree."
"From now on, don't speak. Follow me." She took the urn from my hands and turned away, walking straight ahead.
"Okay."
"Don't talk."
I went along with it, not saying a word. I might as well act like a mute.
We followed the aunt deeper into the woods. The small grove wasn’t very large, but it felt increasingly eerie the further we went. The sound of our feet crunching on the leaves echoed sharply in the stillness.
Since the aunt had warned us sternly at the start, none of us spoke. Gao Lele and Fang Xiaonan looked somewhat frightened, glancing around nervously. Gao Lele tightened her grip on my arm, while Fang Xiaonan clutched Gao Lele's arm.
Su Anrong took off her jacket and draped it over my shoulders, pouting playfully as if to kiss me.
My face flushed red; I didn’t feel like arguing at that moment.
Suddenly, Fang Xiaonan let out a soft exclamation: “Huh?”
We exchanged glances, and I followed her gaze ahead, startled. “Where’s the aunt?”
Gao Lele gripped my hand even tighter. “I don’t know! She was just here!” Her voice trembled, making me feel inexplicably anxious.
“Su Anrong, what’s going on?”
“Let’s go!” Su Anrong hissed, grabbing my hand to pull me along. But suddenly, the ground beneath us gave way. Before I could react, we all fell into a large pit—much bigger than the one Gao Lele had just fallen into.
Thanks to Su Anrong supporting me, I didn’t land too hard, but Gao Lele and Fang Xiaonan weren’t so lucky.
How could there be traps in a place like this? The previous pit might have been naturally formed, but this one was clearly man-made. The soil at the bottom was damp, and the pit was about three meters deep. If it weren’t for Gao Lele and Fang Xiaonan, Su Anrong would have no trouble getting me out.
Gradually, footsteps and voices began to drift down from above.
“Master, you really didn’t miscalculate; three girls did come today. But I don’t know which one it is.” The speaker was Siyuan's mother.
How could she betray us like this? What kind of mother does Siyuan have?
Then we heard a pretentious voice belonging to a master who spoke slowly, “No worries; we’ll find out by asking.”
Soon, I saw a bald monk peering into the cave entrance. He had a large string of prayer beads hanging from his chest, swaying back and forth, which was quite annoying to look at.
"Which of you was born during the Yin Year, Yin Month, Yin Day, and Yin Hour? Speak up, and I won't make things difficult for the other three. Otherwise, none of you will be able to leave this place," the monk said, lowering his head as he spoke. His mouth opened, and saliva dripped down; I quickly stepped aside.
The monk pointed his chubby finger at me. "Is it you?"
I had no idea. My mother never told me if I was born during the Yin Year, Yin Month, Yin Day, or Yin Hour. However, since this was related to yin and yang, it was likely that it was me.
Anyway, if I were in danger, Su Anrong could still save me. Gao Lele and Fang Xiaonan were different; I needed to protect them first.
So I quickly raised my hand. "It's me! It's me!"
"Leave her in the pit; bring the other two girls up," the monk commanded. A few strong men appeared beside him and lowered a ladder into the pit.
Gao Lele and Fang Xiaonan cried as they hugged me tightly. "No! We want to stay with you!"
"Wheat, even though I often joke around and tease you in the dormitory, it's all in good fun. Today, no matter what happens, we won't leave you," Gao Lele said. She was the prettiest in our dormitory and usually quite proud, but I never expected her to say something like this in such a moment. I felt deeply moved.
Fang Xiaonan, though timid and with swollen eyes from crying, held my hand tightly and said, "I won't go! I won't go!"
"Xiaonan, Lele, I know you're doing this for my sake, but in times like these, every life counts. You should go first; I still have garlic sauce with me; he will protect me."
Su Anrong cooperatively flexed his muscles behind us. "Too bad you won't get to see my heroic rescue live."
Lele and Xiaonan laughed at that. Gao Lele decisively added, "If you don't protect Wheat well, we'll come after you."
"You're always welcome."
Gao Lele and Fang Xiaonan reluctantly climbed the ladder. To ensure their safe departure, I consciously stayed behind in the pit.
The ladder was pulled away, and the bald monk shouted, "Take them to the Execution Ground."
Listening to the fading voices and footsteps, I suddenly felt something was off.
"Garlic, don't you feel like we've misunderstood something?"
Su Anrong paused for a moment, his pupils dilating in realization. "Oh no, being around you has lowered my IQ! They want people born on Yin Year, Yin Month, Yin Day, and Yin Hour!"
He shouted and pointed at me.
"What kind of time is it to be thinking about that?" I angrily slapped him on the mouth.
Su Anrong dodged while protesting, "Didn't I tell you before? If you want to teleport with me, you have to kiss me first; otherwise, I can't pass my teleportation skills to you!"
So that's what it was. Why was there any need for further discussion?
I promptly offered my lips. With the situation at hand, romantic feelings had to be set aside; who knew where those people had run off to?
Speaking of which, where had Qiao Lianjiu gone? He couldn't have been captured too, could he?
"Wheat," just as our lips were about to touch and we hadn't even had the chance to teleport yet, a ghostly voice suddenly emerged from the pit, causing every hair on my body to stand on end.
Turning around, I was shocked to see Chen Siyuan.
I was so happy I could cry.
"Siyuan! I've finally found you! Why did you only show up now?" I smiled and reached out to hug her, only to find myself embracing empty air.
"Didn't she say that wearing the Qiao Family ring would allow her to connect with people? Why is that not working now?"
I quickly looked at her hand, and the ring was gone.
Su Anrong's expression changed as well. She grabbed Siyuan's shoulder and asked, "What on earth is going on?"
Siyuan's face was pale, her body appearing semi-transparent. Tears slowly flowed from her eyes. "Wheat, that person is not my mother."
"What?"
"My mother actually fell ill and passed away last year. The person you saw is my mother's twin sister. She is my aunt, and she believes that my mother's death was all my fault—that I caused it," Chen Siyuan choked on her words but managed to say, "She has always resented me, even our Chen Family. Even knowing that I am dead, she still won't let me go."
"Then what does your aunt want with Lele and Xiaonan?"
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