Chapter 47 Little Fairy Suisui!

If Ling Zhe hadn't experienced it personally, but had heard it from others, he would probably have cursed—

At least make up a decent story!

But reality is often more magical than made-up stories!

The changes started at night.

During the day, it was a deep forest in the mountains that was either normal or extremely quiet. At night, the rustling sound of leaves began to grow louder, as if something was secretly stirring.

Ling Zhe didn't pay attention to it at first, thinking it was the sound of wind blowing through the trees.

Until a vine quietly wrapped around his legs, and the tree transformed into a giant beast that was about to devour him!

Ling Zhe's mind was blank and he didn't have time to think. He reflexively took out the multifunctional Swiss Army knife, cut the vines, and ran away!

But the death-dealing vine is just an appetizer.

As he escaped, the entire forest began to go crazy, like a madman shaking the branches, thousands of leaves fell down, covering the sky tightly, like a cage, and Ling Zhe was the prey to be caught!

Ling Zhe escaped by relying on his instinctive experience from years of extreme sports. In the process, he lost his backpack, which contained dry food, purified water, a locator, a satellite phone, and other things.

Fortunately, he was lucky. The path he picked in a panic allowed him to successfully walk out of the maze-like forest.

He also discovered that not far away, a woodcutter with a knife happened to pass by.

When Ling Zhe saw it, he was overjoyed and ran to call for help.

But for some reason, the woodcutter turned a deaf ear to his voice and kept walking forward.

Ling Zhe simply chased after him and patted him on the shoulder...

The woodcutter turned back.

But he has no face.

Not even a woodcutter.

Instead, there was a nearly human smile on the dark and wrinkled bark!

Ling Zhe screamed in terror and turned around to flee again!

The woodcutter holding a knife was chasing after him, making a constant hoarse sound in his throat, which made Ling Zhe feel uneasy. All he could do was to speed up as much as possible!

…

Ling Zhe almost didn't remember how he managed to hold on until dawn.

Anyway, as the first rays of morning light shone upon the woods, the strange sights and phenomena disappeared, and the forest returned to its tranquility. It seemed as if last night had been just an illusion on Ling Zhe's part...

No way!

Ling Zhe looked at his tattered jacket and the mess on his body, and was so excited that he almost cried!

Just when he thought everything was finally over.

His body began to change.

An intense chill gripped his heart, his limbs became icy cold, and the chill quickly spread to the root of his tongue, leaving Ling Zhe unable to speak. He fell stiffly to the ground!

His chest felt heavy as if a stone was pressing down on it, making it nearly impossible for him to breathe. Yet, his mind remained perfectly clear, sensing his life force draining away bit by bit...

Death is at hand.

Ever since Ling Zhe became obsessed with extreme sports, this was the first time he came face to face with death!

He regretted it... He really regretted it!

If time could go back, he would never mention pursuing the meaning of life, would not feel that life is too boring and dull, and would definitely just be a lazy rich second generation!

So please, God, save his life, just because he has donated a lot of money over the years...

Ling Zhe fainted while mumbling for help.

He thought he was dead and regarded Sui Sui as a ghost seeking revenge.

So much so that the brain begins to wonder whether one's property in the world can be brought to the underworld.

If not, his grandparents, parents and sister should burn some paper money for him... right?

Uh, no, what if they don’t know they’re dead?

I just thought he was missing, so I kept looking for him...

Wouldn’t he become a pauper in the underworld?

So scary!

"Does the underworld have a business of sending messages through dreams? I want to leave some last words for my family... Sir, can you give me credit?"

——Lingzhe’s dreamlike mumbling drifted into Suisui’s ears on the wind.

At this time, Sui Sui had already slid down the slope to the bottom, walked to Ling Zhe and squatted down.

She held her face in her hands and answered seriously after listening:

"What's a dream? I know about leaving a last will and testament! Do you want to give your family a message? So you don't want me to save you, but wait until you die, and then I'll give your message to your family?"

Apart from curiosity, Sui Sui's little face was full of seriousness.

As a thousand-year-old ginseng spirit, a spiritual creature of heaven and earth, it takes merit seriously every year!

However, these words were like a hammer hitting Ling Zhe's forehead as he was still confused.

"I don't want you to save... I don't want... save? Save me?"

Ling Zhe's drowsy eyes suddenly opened, as if he had a last burst of energy, and his body was suddenly injected with infinite energy!

He dug his fingers, which were barely able to move, into the dirt.

Hiss, it hurts.

...He's still alive!

Ling Zhe twisted his neck with great effort and finally saw Sui Sui's appearance clearly!

But he did not feel any distrust or contempt for Sui Sui just because she was a shorty.

On the contrary, in his eyes, Sui Sui seemed to be wearing clouds and neon lights, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, breaking through the haze of despair and coming to his side!

Having lived for 26 years, even when he was taking the college entrance examination, Ling Zhe's mind was not as clear as it is now!

This strange forest made it difficult for him to move forward, but the little cub in front of him could come and go freely... What does this mean?

God! He met a living god!

Thank God for opening his eyes!

Ling Zhe didn't care about his image and cried out with tears and snot:

"Help! God, help me!"

What should he be called?

Is this a fairy?

Could it be the boy sitting under the Bodhisattva?

Ling Zhe's thoughts drifted a little far away.

And Sui Sui refuted him seriously and persistently:

"I'm not a god."

She hasn't become an immortal yet!

Ling Zhe's wandering thoughts came to a sudden halt.

He asked cautiously:

"What should I call you then?"

"My name is Sui Sui!"

Suisui raised his little head, looking very proud of his name!

Ling Zhe's support was decisive and clear:

"Good! What a great name!"

The dog-licking attitude is simply unbearable to watch!

Of course, in Ling Zhe's opinion, as long as he can survive, what does this flattery matter?

He can even worship this Mr. Sui Sui as a Bodhisattva for the rest of his life!

The enthusiasm was so strong that Suisui felt a little shy, but mostly happy.

"Don't worry! I'm here to save you!"

Sui Sui immediately stood up, bent down and pulled Ling Zhe's chest -

Pop.

A piece of jade as red as blood appeared in Suisui's open palm.

It seemed to have its own spirit and knew that Sui Sui was its natural enemy. It struggled desperately to escape, shaking violently in Sui Sui's palm, trying to jump out and escape.

But how easy is it to resist?

Sui Sui closed her palms and squeezed gently...

In a trance, Ling Zhe heard a piercing scream.

It didn't come from one person, but from many men, women, young and old... the voices of many people came together, it was terrifying and weird.

However, Ling Zhe didn't feel scared at all.

Because he clearly felt that the omnipresent coldness... disappeared!

(End of this chapter)