Lin Ziqiu was fast enough that he punched Wang Hu on the head.

Wang Hu, true to his name, was indeed robust and sturdy, likely pampered by his family, making him exceptionally strong compared to other children his age. After being punched by Lin Ziqiu, Wang Hu was enraged and shoved Lin Ziqiu backward.

Lin Ziqiu wasn't as strong as him, and after being pushed, he staggered and fell backward.

Seeing his younger sister being scolded and his younger brother being beaten, Lin Zihan was also furious and joined in the beating.

Twins naturally work together better than others, and both brothers wanted to avenge Lin Wanyue and teach Wang Hu a lesson so he wouldn't talk nonsense in the future.

The two cooperated well and were agile, so they didn't fall behind at all when they fought.

Even so, the two of them still took several punches from Wang Hu.

"Don't fight."

"Hey... please stop fighting!"

Lin Wanyue frowned, wanting to go and help, but she knew that her small frame would only make things worse. So she looked left and right, picked up a small stone from the ground, and was about to throw it at Wang Hu.

The bamboo grove rustled slightly, and the bamboo leaves made a soft, whispering sound.

Lin Wanyue heard an extremely faint call.

"Give it back to me...give it back to me...give it back to me...that's mine!" A strange and ethereal voice suddenly rang out, seemingly accompanied by a gust of cold wind.

Lin Wanyue narrowed her eyes. The black ghostly figure she had seen in the woods yesterday had now appeared in broad daylight!

And it wasn't anywhere else; it was floating right behind Wang Hu.

The black ghostly figure had a ferocious face, and was shrouded in a faint aura of smoke, which gradually spread and tainted Wang Hu.

If one is tainted by this aura, ordinary people will either lose their lives or suffer from serious illnesses.

Lin Wanyue didn't want to get involved in the feud between Wang Hu and the dark figure, but she was worried that her two older brothers, who were fighting with Wang Hu, would be tainted by this ominous aura!

"If you hit my brother again, I'll tell Grandpa Shuli!" Lin Wanyue shouted at Wang Hu, her eyes darting around.

Wang Hu wasn't afraid at all of telling his parents.

But if you tell Grandpa Village Head, he won't tolerate it.

"Hehehe... Hmph, you brat, all you do is tattle!" Although Wang Hu was unreasonable, he wasn't stupid. He shoved away the Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqiu brothers, who were fighting with him, made a face, rolled his eyes, and walked away.

His face was full of defiance!

Lin Wanyue stared in the direction he left, and sure enough, the black ghostly figure followed Wang Hu and left with him.

Lin Wanyue frowned slightly. Ghosts, like humans, have the instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm. Why is this ghost following Wang Hu?

Is it also because he dislikes Wang Hu's foul mouth so much?

Lin Wanyue couldn't figure out the reason, so she stopped thinking about it.

Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqiu had already called on their friends to join them in making mud.

Lin Wanyue was worried that she would get the little dress her mother had sewn for her dirty, so she just squatted down and watched her two older brothers knead it.

"Little sister, I've finished making this. Here you go." Lin Ziqiu presented the little rabbit he had made to Lin Wanyue. Half of his face was covered in gray mud, making him look dirty, but he showed eight teeth with a bright smile.

Lin Wanyue stood up and picked a small leaf. "Thank you, Siguo. The pig you made is so cute."

Lin Ziqiu: "..."

"Hahaha!" Lin Zihan laughed without any restraint.

"What are you laughing at? At least my sister praised me. Look, yours is even uglier than mine." Lin Ziqiu rolled her eyes at him.

Lin Zihan simply couldn't believe that such an adorable little sister wouldn't recognize the little deer he had sculpted!

He confidently presented his little deer to his sister, looking like he was waiting for praise.

"The three pots are cute too, and they even have patterned pigs!" Lin Wanyue tilted her head to look at them, then nodded confidently.

Lin Wanyue felt that she must have been a tea server in some past life, otherwise how could her water-serving skills be so good?

"..." This time, it was Lin Zihan who was split open.

Lin Ziqiu burst into laughter like a pig: "Hahahaha!"

"Ouch!" Just as they were kneading the mud, Wang Hu's voice suddenly rang out, "Who? Who did this!"

Everyone: ?

Everyone turned to look.

Wang Hu had run off, but seeing the group of people playing and laughing so happily, he couldn't resist the urge to play, so he ran back. Before he even stepped into the bamboo forest, he tripped and fell.

Lin Wanyue noticed with her sharp eyes that next to where Wang Hu had wrestled, there was a protruding dead bamboo, which was just a hair's breadth away from being crushed.

This ghost wants Wang Hu dead!

But this is not surprising. Ghosts that cling to their obsessions and refuse to leave, even if they don't become evil spirits, are mostly not kind-hearted.

Wang Hu didn't notice this, but that didn't stop him from being furious. Pointing at Lin Zihan, Lin Ziqiu, and Lin Wanyue, who were playing together in front, he cursed, "It must be the three of you! Especially that little bitch, she said she was going to tell on me, and now she's deliberately pushing me!"

"Wang Hu, don't be unreasonable! My sister is so small and so far away from you, how could she possibly push you? You clearly fell down because you weren't paying attention!" Lin Ziqiu retorted with his hands on his hips, his tone full of righteous indignation.

“That’s right, we all saw it. You fell down by yourself, and you’re trying to frame us,” Lin Ziqiu added.

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