Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

A snow-white figure leaped and bounded through the dense forest, finally stopping beside a large tree after a few moments.

Then, wisps of white mist rose up and enveloped it from bottom to top. When the mist dissipated, the snow-white figure had long since disappeared.

The one standing in the middle has transformed into a handsome young man dressed in a light purple robe.

Gold patterns adorned the robe, jade hung from the waist, and a ribbon binding the dark hair hung high within it.

Above him, his handsome, sword-like eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his captivating peach blossom eyes were flashing with horror as he stared at his own right foot.

"What is that thing? A water ghost?!"

The spirited young man squatted down and gently rubbed his ankles back and forth.

He was just thirsty from traveling and simply drank some water; how could he have suffered such an insult?!

This is the first time in history that someone has ever pulled my fur!

God knows how precious his hair is...

The more the boy thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He clenched his fist and punched the tree trunk hard.

Despite feeling wronged, he also felt somewhat fortunate that no one had pulled the hair on his head, otherwise a piece of his head would have been missing.

That look...

He shuddered and dared not think any further.

"Let's go back quickly."

Having said that, a flash of white mist appeared, and the boy transformed back into a deer, leaping away.

… …

As Guan Xun was about to return to the house, he saw a dark figure in the distance, carrying a tall torch and wandering around the house.

It's Dongyang; he's looking for her.

She hugged the fish she had scooped up with the hem of her dress tightly and shouted at the figure, "Dongyang!"

The dark figure paused immediately, then dashed towards her.

The torches, held high, flickered as if they were about to be extinguished by the wind.

"Xiao Xun?! Where have you been?!"

In the firelight, the beads of sweat on Dongyang's forehead were particularly noticeable.

"I told you not to go there, why didn't you listen!"

"Are there any injuries?"

Whether from the heat or anger, his cheeks looked exceptionally red.

As if he had long been used to Guan Xun not replying, his gaze shifted from Guan Xun's face to the pocket she was tightly clutching, and he said again, "Just tell your brother what you need, and I'll go find it for you."

Guan Xun said "Oh," and walked straight past him, saying as he went, "I originally wanted to fetch some water, but when I saw fish in the stream, it took me a while to catch them."

As she spoke, she turned to Dongyang and smiled, "Your mouth must be feeling bland from drinking so much porridge."

These words immediately replaced Dongyang's slightly reproachful expression with self-reproach.

It's all his fault for being so incompetent. He can't even afford decent food, let alone fish and meat, making his sister suffer because of him.

"I'll go to town tomorrow to buy some meat."

Guan Xun did not reply, but poured all the fish into the bucket. The fish, which were glowing with a faint blue light, immediately began to jump and chase each other in the bucket, looking very happy.

Dong Yang was slightly taken aback. He looked at the fish in surprise, then at Guan Xun, and finally managed to stammer out, "This is a fish?"

He was too emotional to examine Guan Xun's words carefully, but now that he thinks about it, where did the fish in that stream come from?

He even explored the small lake but didn't see any creatures. Could it be that they only come out at night?

Glancing sideways at the lively, wriggling fish, he felt that his guess was correct.

However, this strangely shaped fish is clearly not an ordinary fish; it looks more like a monster.

Seeing that Guan Xun shook his head, he said, "It should be a demonic beast."

really.

Dongyang fell silent; he had no idea his sister was craving meat to this extent.

When Guan Xun took down the knife hanging on the wall, he quickly stepped forward to stop him: "The meat of demon beasts is not suitable for human consumption. I will go to town tomorrow to buy a few large ones."

He paused, then added, "Although she's very beautiful, it's best not to keep her as a pet; it's dangerous."

What he said was true, and one could hear the worry in Dongyang's voice, but Guan Xun paid no heed to it and raised his knife to stab him in the chest.

"Dongyang, if you don't move aside, I'm going to stab you."

Dongyang: "..."

With a slight raise of his eyebrows and a slight curve of his lips, he exuded a provocative air. Dong Yang had never seen Guan Xun like this before, and immediately felt an inexplicable heat on the tips of his ears.

He lowered his head, looked away, and said, "That's still not acceptable..."

whispering sound.

Guan Xun walked right past him, grabbed a fish from the bucket, and threw it onto the ground.

Before the raised knife could fall, someone grabbed his wrist.

"I'll do it," Dongyang sighed, saying helplessly. "You stay here."

Well, at least he had a conscience; she had just taken a shower and didn't want to smell bad again.

However, Guan Xun didn't actually stay obediently to the side. Instead, he turned over the firewood and set up a fire pit in the yard.

As he lit the fire, Dongyang finished preparing the fish. He skewered the fish, placed them on the grill to roast, and then turned to prepare the other fish.

"Little Xun can even grill meat over a fire now, haha." Dongyang suddenly remarked.

Guan Xun glanced at him sideways, only seeing the corner of his mouth that seemed to be smiling, and then heard him say, "You used to... know nothing."

“Crying is a baby’s nature, but back when your father first brought you home…”

He paused abruptly at this point.

Dongyang probably realized that she had let something slip, and secretly glanced at Guan Xun, hoping that she hadn't heard her rambling.

Unfortunately, Guan Xun was staring at him with great interest. Their eyes met, and she even raised an eyebrow.

It was obvious that they heard it, and heard it very clearly.

Dongyang coughed awkwardly and quickly looked away, saying, "I was less than four years old at the time, and my father was a spiritual master..."

Guan Xun felt that this was bound to be a very tragic story, and her eyelids twitched involuntarily.

"A spirit master?" she asked.

Living in a place like this, she still thought she was an ordinary citizen.

“Yes.” Dongyang nodded, then continued, “A Spirit Master who has already cultivated to level 1.”

Speaking of it, Dongyang's face showed a hint of pride and arrogance.

Guan Xun thought, "Level 1 is the lowest level, what's there to be proud of?"

“Once, when he went out to capture a monster, he brought back a newborn baby from the Illusionary Fall Forest.” Dongyang looked at Guan Xun and continued, “He said he found the baby in the forest, and since it was getting late, he was afraid something might happen, so he brought it back.”

“Back then, you never cried or fussed, and when you were hungry, you would just suck your fingers. At first, we just thought you were being well-behaved, but the older you got, the more something seemed off…”

Dongyang paused, and as for the reason, Guan Xun knew without him saying it: he was just an idiot.

His eyes darkened, and his voice lowered: "Later, my father had an accident while capturing a monster, and my mother became very ill from depression. She passed away soon after."

"At that time, I used up all my savings but still couldn't cure my mother's illness. Her condition worsened when the medication was stopped, so I had to take the dregs of the medicine to the forest to find more."

"You recognize medicine?" Guan Xun interrupted him.

"Hmm." Dongyang nodded, rinsing the prepared fish with water. "I'm very sensitive to herbs; I can almost tell the good from the bad at a glance."

Strangely enough, he seemed to have an innate ability to distinguish medicinal herbs, able to tell at a glance whether they were poisonous.

But what's the use?

Ultimately, it was the emotional distress that tormented his mother, Dongyang sighed deeply.

“From then on, I took you in and lived with you, but unfortunately you were too young and no place would give you any work.”

He felt guilty about letting his younger sister go hungry; such a beautiful girl had been ruined.

Guan Xun raised his hand and shook the bracelet on his wrist. "This should be worth a lot of money."

Dongyang smiled and shook his head, saying, "When you were little, you were too fat. Your mother was afraid that the brace would hurt your flesh, so she tried to remove it, but she couldn't remove it no matter what she tried."

"Besides, this is yours to begin with, how could we possibly pawn it?"

Dongyang gestured for Guan Xun to look inside the bracelet: "Your name is engraved inside. This should be a keepsake from your biological parents."

The amount of information was quite overwhelming, and Guan Xun felt a bit of a headache listening to it. She wasn't curious about the original owner's background.

If it really is someone looking for relatives...

She would weigh the pros and cons before making a decision, hoping not to get involved in any gang warfare.

After all, how could an ordinary family afford obsidian?