With a muffled thud, Wan'er stared at the muddy ground, the branch she was holding frozen in place.

"What is that?" Wan'er's eyes widened, and her expression became serious.

"Wh-what?" Upon hearing the voice, Su Mei released her hands from her face, straightened up, and held her breath as she looked at Wan'er. She saw Wan'er simply throw away the branch, bend down even lower, reach into the mud, and quickly pull out a long, thin clump of yellow mud from the ground.

"It's a cat!" Wan'er exclaimed as she vaguely saw the tips of two cat ears peeking out...

"Cat! Dead cat? Too..." Looking at Wan'er's feet, where yellow mud covered her fur, Su Mei felt a chill run down her spine and stood up, taking two steps back.

How could there be a cat? Recalling her parents' funeral, many people were present, but no kittens were seen. Staring at the motionless little creature, Ye Wan'er stood there, stunned…

It was motionless, as if dead. There was a dead cat in the graveyard—could this be the spirit her mother had spoken of? Wan'er couldn't help but wonder. Her mother, when she was alive, had indeed possessed an inexplicable precognitive ability, and Wan'er had always deeply trusted her…

"Quick, let's go! My God, this is too weird!" Su Mei realized what was happening, stepped around to the other side, took two steps forward, grabbed Wan'er's arm, and dragged her towards the shore...

"Wait!" Wan'er nearly fell over first, but refused to step forward. "I can't just stand by and watch someone die."

"Are you trying to scare me to death? Listen to this, my heart rate is almost over 100 beats per second, no, 200! Hurry up and go down the mountain to find some people..." Su Mei gritted her teeth, refusing to let Wan'er off the hook.

"Meow!" Just then, the kitten behind me let out a low, mournful meow.

Wan'er decisively flung her arm away from Su Mei, turned around without a care, picked up the kitten, and muddy water splashed down, soaking Wan'er.

"You, you are indeed alive!" Wan'er called softly, and the kitten slowly opened its pair of pure, clear blue eyes.

“Okay, I’ll take you back.” Wan’er nodded decisively.

"Don't move!" At this moment, Su Mei, who was standing to the side, lost her temper. "Burying a cat in a graveyard, do you think that's normal?"

Regardless of whether it's normal or not, we can't abandon even one life that might have been saved.

"Calm down, don't be nervous," Wan'er turned around and whispered to Su Mei.

Su Mei dared not approach Wan'er. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at everything. At that moment, in Su Mei's eyes, the graveyard, the kitten, and the surrounding quiet forest were all demons and monsters, ready to pounce on her and Wan'er at any moment…

"Please, I beg you," Su Mei pleaded, her face flushed and her voice growing softer. Fear intensified in her eyes as she leaned forward, grabbing her collar with her left hand and reaching out to Wan'er with her right, looking pitiful. "Put him down, let's go quickly! Besides, you'll catch a cold."

"Take it with you; it's just a fragile life." The kitten was staring at her with its tiny eyes, a clear plea for help in them that sent a shiver down Wan'er's spine...

"Wan'er, you, you!" Su Mei broke out in a cold sweat. "Haven't you heard people say that nine out of ten cats have a bad fate? They have too much yin energy, especially in today's situation, it's too unpredictable!"

"Don't be so superstitious, okay? I'm an atheist, so naturally I don't believe in ghosts or evil spirits. At most, I promise you that I'll take him and leave right away, and we'll deal with my parents' matter later." Ye Wan'er said as she walked, her slender fingers gently stroking the cat's head. "Don't be afraid, little cat, I'll take you back now."