share time: 2026-02-12 06:38:33
My sister, who believed I 'stole' everything from her in a past life, has been reborn. From the moment she woke up, she's been dead set on snatching my 'fortunes'—stealing the spirit grass I picked, blocking the master I wanted to apprentice to, even seizing the 'heavenly fate' meant for me. But she doesn't know I'm no ordinary farm girl—I'm a runaway kid from the Underworld Lord's palace: I can hear ghosts talk, I can sense treasure auras. The 'fortunes' she's fighting so hard for? They're just little toys I use to amuse ghosts. Until she stole the Underworld Lord's Seal under my pillow and got haunted by vengeful spirits, burning with a high fever. I squatted by her bed, munching on a spirit peach, and laughed: "You dare touch my stuff?" But when I saw her red-rimmed eyes, I quietly led the vengeful spirits to the back mountain—after all, I'd long written down her past-life wish, "I want to eat mother's osmanthus cake one more time," in my little notebook.
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