If Gong Yin behind her hadn’t grabbed her in time, she would be at the bottom of the cliff right now.

“How did I get here? Huh? How did I get here?” Jing Hengbo looked around in horror, seeing over Gong Yin’s shoulder that the large stone where she had been sleeping was now far away behind a cluster of trees.

Sleepwalking? When had she developed this condition?

Gong Yin looked up with a somewhat cold gaze. Only then did Jing Hengbo see the slow flash of purple light in the tree—it was Feifei cutely blinking its eyes.

“You mean…” she seemed to understand, “Feifei lured me to jump off the cliff?”

Gong Yin didn’t speak, his expression rather unpleasant. He didn’t understand these creatures deeply either, not expecting it could bewitch not only beasts but also humans, literally deceiving Jing Hengbo to the cliff edge. If he hadn’t sensed something wrong and hurried after her, he would probably be searching for Jing Hengbo’s bones at the bottom of the cliff now.

The moon emerged from the clouds, illuminating the dark blue-green mountain cliff. Only then did Jing Hengbo realize that the white objects at the bottom of the cliff were bones of various animals.

Her hair stood on end all over her body, cold sweat filling her pores. She heard Gong Yin’s voice, colder than the moon itself: “This is probably Feifei’s food storage.”

“It eats human flesh?” Jing Hengbo’s voice changed.

“Not necessarily,” Gong Yin said. “Maybe it just wanted to trick you into falling down, breaking your legs and getting seriously injured, becoming bait to lure fierce beasts to eat you, so it could take the opportunity to ambush the beasts, have a good meal and store some jerky.” He peered down below and nodded. “The location is well chosen—quite well-ventilated down there.”

Jing Hengbo looked at those scattered broken bones, certain that Gong Yin’s speculation couldn’t be wrong.

Then she became furious beyond measure.

“Ah, you bastard!” She jumped up on the cliff, pointing and cursing at that bastard Feifei. “Ungrateful, wolf-hearted, dog-lunged! Sister saved you, fed you, held you and cuddled you, yet you tricked sister into death! Why don’t you go die! Why don’t you go die!”

Feifei’s large eyes blinked slowly again. Jing Hengbo suddenly felt it had an expression, and the expression was very strange.

Before she could think about it, she suddenly heard a soft “hiss,” seeming to come from overhead. The Feifei in the tree, upon hearing this sound, immediately had all its fur stand on end. It turned and bounced behind the tree, head raised, desperately bowing with clasped paws toward above, as if pleading for something.

Jing Hengbo was dumbstruck, not understanding where this change came from. Gong Yin suddenly said, “Another Feifei!”

Jing Hengbo looked up and only then discovered that at the treetop, there was actually another Feifei, much larger than the one just now, with furrowed brows and glaring eyes, staring down at the small one below.

“There are actually two of these things…” Jing Hengbo marveled, and Gong Yin’s expression was quite surprised too.

Now it seemed the one below that had harmed Jing Hengbo appeared very afraid of the one above, and also seemed controlled by it, trembling all over, constantly begging for mercy. The one above growled lowly with a fierce expression, apparently scolding.

After a while, the Feifei above seemed to lose patience. Suddenly its figure flashed like lightning, rushing to the side of the Feifei below, raising its arm for a resounding slap.

Amid Jing Hengbo’s exclamation, that small Feifei did a somersault and fell from the tree, landing at her feet, unable to get up for a long time.

Jing Hengbo looked down at the little thing that had been so arrogant before but now looked so pitiful, her expression hesitant.

The large Feifei above seemed very proud, not taking the two humans seriously at all. It climbed down along the tree branches and made a series of strange low sounds toward the small Feifei.

That small Feifei paused, then slowly struggled to get up and slowly crawled toward the cliff edge.

Jing Hengbo saw its intelligent purple eyes, staring straight ahead, vacant and motionless.

The moonlight was thin and cool, unable to illuminate the iron-black mountain peak, only coating the ground with a layer of frost-white. That small Feifei slowly crawled out from the shadows, its silver-purple fur suddenly turning snow white again.

It was going toward the cliff.

The large Feifei’s eyes showed fierce light.

Jing Hengbo felt ice-cold in her heart, feeling only horror and oppression. This was Feifei’s bewitching technique. She just hadn’t expected that the Feifei that had just bewitched her to jump off the cliff would, a moment later, be bewitched by another Feifei to jump off the cliff.

She moved her feet.

Gong Yin said coldly behind her, “Are you sure you want to save an enemy beast?”

She wanted to laugh but couldn’t.

She knew he was right. This was a beast, not a human, with no moral ethics, not necessarily understanding gratitude.

That small Feifei, perhaps wanted to kill her on its own, or perhaps was forced by the large Feifei to find prey to kill her. But either way, this beast was cunning and cruel, carnivorous, too dangerous.

Although Gong Yin never spoke kindly to her, honestly speaking, he had never harmed her. From the time they met until now, he had saved her life several times. Just now, he had stopped her from jumping off the cliff.

Feifei crawled toward the cliff edge. The fate it had arranged for Jing Hengbo a quarter hour ago was now its own turn a quarter hour later.

Jing Hengbo closed her eyes and turned her head away. Gong Yin watched her steadily, his expression softening somewhat in the moonlight.

Feifei was only inches from the cliff edge.

Jing Hengbo stepped back.

Feifei suddenly let out a shrill, mournful cry that sounded not like a beast but like a human, like a person’s despairing wail, vast and lonely on the final road. It made one’s heart tremble.

The large Feifei under the tree remained unmoved with disdainful eyes, its gaze fierce and malicious.

The small Feifei’s mournful cry had not yet ended when it took the final step and fell.

A hand suddenly appeared as if from thin air, grabbing Feifei at the very last moment.

Then Jing Hengbo’s high-decibel noise erupted: “Ahhh I rushed too fast! I can’t stand steady! Help! Quick, pull me!”

A white shadow flashed, and Gong Yin appeared at the cliff edge, pulling back the beauty who had acted heroically with misplaced kindness to save a beast, her body swaying wildly.

He seemed to sigh, or perhaps not. There wasn’t much surprise in his eyes.

He had known she would do this.

This girl appeared uncaring but was actually soft-hearted.

A sharp screech, a flash of silver light, and the large Feifei pounced at Gong Yin, its snow-white teeth bright as small knives, heading straight for Gong Yin’s vital neck area.

“Whoosh.”

Like a shooting star passing by, in the darkness white light left afterimages in the retina, and bright red blood had already spurted from the large Feifei’s chest, also in a thin line, striking the cliff face in a straight line.

The large Feifei shrieked miserably. Despite its serious injury, it didn’t hesitate to do a somersault back and disappeared in a flash.

The mountain cliff was empty and silent. If not for that bloody line on the cliff wall slowly spreading, dripping into slanted wrinkles, the scene just now would seem like it never happened.

Jing Hengbo immediately felt the small Feifei in her palm seem to relax all over, even its fur hanging down smoothly. Its snow-white color gradually turned a faint purple again.

This thing’s fur color seemed related to its emotions. When tense, sad, or excited, its fur turned white.

“Alright, it’s fine now.” Jing Hengbo casually tossed it away. “Take care of yourself from now on.”

She didn’t want to linger and prepared to find another place to stay. After walking only two steps, she felt something tangled at her feet. Looking down, she saw the small Feifei biting her skirt hem, following along with each step and drag.

“Are you sick?” She picked up this guy and threw it away. “I don’t dare take you anymore. Is it fun being led to jump off a cliff in the middle of the night? If I don’t get crushed to death, crushing the flowers and grass wouldn’t be good either, dear!”

Gong Yin seemed to smile.

Jing Hengbo felt she had handled this matter cleanly and beautifully. She held her head high and continued forward. After walking only two steps, she suddenly stopped and looked down.

“Sister’s skirt is not your little trailer!” she roared.

That small Feifei was clinging to her skirt and simply sat down on her hem, swaying back and forth with her steps. Hearing her roar, Feifei looked up, its purple large round colored contacts blinking slowly…

A joyful emotion spread in Jing Hengbo’s heart, and her heart immediately softened.

“Well…” she spoke to Gong Yin’s back.

Gong Yin didn’t turn around.

“It’s quite pitiful too…”

Gong Yin ignored her.

“It definitely didn’t want to harm me on its own initiative. It must have been forced by the large Feifei to harm people as bait…”

Gong Yin had no reaction.

“I don’t know if that big one is dead or not. If we leave, it will probably suffer again…”

Gong Yin casually picked a flower and slowly chewed it.

Jing Hengbo looked at his straight, proud back, and her anger rose.

“Damn! What’s with the attitude! Why should sister lower herself to seek your agreement?” She angrily picked up Feifei and placed it on her shoulder. “You’re not my husband!”

She put Feifei on her shoulder and strode past Gong Yin, deliberately bumping his shoulder as she passed.

As they brushed past each other, she heard Great God Gong say casually, “Yeah, who knows about you anyway?”

“…”

Jing Hengbo’s body stiffened for a second, as if suddenly struck by lightning in her heart.

Yeah, who knows about herself?

Obviously it was something she could decide for herself—why was her first thought seeking his agreement? Why did her tone unconsciously carry inquiry, seeking approval, pleasing, hoping for affirmation… just like… just like a wife who had done something wrong, somewhat timidly hoping to get her husband’s consent…

Bah! Bah bah bah! What nonsense was that?

Who did he think he was?

Jing Hengbo, you were bewitched again, weren’t you? Bewitched by his one sentence!

She was clearly afraid he would harm Feifei, so she wanted to seek his agreement!

That’s right!

“Hehe hehe.” She ignored Gong Yin and fawned over Feifei. “Feifei, Feifei, from now on I’ll call you Feifei, okay? I saved you twice—you must be loyal to me from now on…”

Gong Yin glanced at her pretended disdainful expression, too lazy to argue with her.

Of course, he wouldn’t tell her that this Feifei named Feifei was male.

Feifei’s purple large round colored contacts blinked slowly back and forth, seeming a bit dizzy. It was suffering while trembling all over. Jing Hengbo thought it had fallen in love with this gentle, well-behaved, cute, obedient, sweet name. She hugged it even more enthusiastically and kept calling the name. Each time she called, it shook once. Each time she called, it shook once.

Gong Yin felt no new punishment was needed for this Feifei—this was enough.

The days of walking through the dense forest became much easier with Feifei leading the way. It knew where there were fierce beasts, where there were delicious wild fruits and mountain springs, where the roads were better to walk and where was unsuitable to pass through. Even better, wherever it went, snakes and insects avoided the area. Jing Hengbo thus escaped the nightmare of being chased by huge mountain mosquitoes. The bumps from mosquito bites on her body gradually disappeared, which made her bloom with joy. Originally still somewhat hesitant about adopting Feifei, she now felt she couldn’t live without this guy.

In the mountains, they didn’t know the passage of days and months, only that sunlight kept rising, the mountain ranges gradually became gentler with rolling hills, the grass and tree leaves became long and thin, and gradually many branching streams appeared. Although they never encountered the guards who came looking for them, Jing Hengbo could also see from the increasingly relaxed expression on Gong Yin’s face that they were about to get out.