Ghost Gate".In the vast ocean, there is a sacred mountain called Dusuo. On the mountain, peach trees are twisted and stretch for three thousand miles. To the northeast of the mountain lies the Gate of...I wiped the nonexistent blood from the corner of my mouth and said to my fifth senior sister, speechless, "Senior Sister, you're about to be a doctor. How can you say such things"

"How can you not Dating promotes your vanity and love for beauty, after all, it makes your estrogen levels rise." she said with a mischievous smile.

I covered my eyes and said, "Please don't say any more. A perfectly good scene has turned into a doctor treating an illness."

"Alright, alright, I'm not teasing you anymore." She helped me button up my shirt. "But it is a bit small. Another autumn has passed, and you all need new clothes. You're growing up so fast."

I'm eighteen and a half now, of course I'm a grown woman.

My sister and I were born on the 30th day of the first lunar month in the year of Gengchen. That day was March 5th on the Gregorian calendar, which happened to be the Spring Equinox that year.

All things emerge from the Thunder, and Thunder is expressed as Lightning. Therefore it is called Awakening of Insects, for insects awaken and come out to walk.

It's a pity that I didn't expect to be dealing with "insects" now.

As for heaven, earth, gods, humans, ghosts, creatures with scales, fur, feathers, and insects—the five immortals and five insects as described by our ancestors. From now on, whenever I see an animal, I will try my best to classify it according to what our ancestors said and understand it as a "insect".

Fifth Senior Sister said she would get us new clothes. This is a habit of the Senior Sisters, who can blame my mother for rarely showing her face Since I was young, the Senior Sisters have dressed us both according to Junior Brother's wishes.

I don't have high expectations for new clothes, it's just all sorts of shirts: long sleeves, short sleeves, lace, ruffled collars, white, pink, floral embroidery...

As for the skirt, it's a mid-length skirt that reaches the knee.

I think it's quite outdated, but this is Jun-gege's aesthetic preference, which coincides with my father's. We basically dressed like this to school, giving off the impression of obedient daughters.

I've also protested, but my brother just said nonchalantly, "What are you dressed up for Attracting attention will only worry our family."

Over time, we get used to it and become too lazy to struggle. After all, someone takes care of everything for us, big or small, so we should be content.

I had some congee and left the house with a water cup in hand.

When my ninth senior brother sent me to school, I was still childish and naive.

"Why don't we take a nap in the car We can go to class later," said Ninth Brother.

I shook my head. "You guys have spoiled me too much. I should just get out and go to class."

The ninth senior brother chuckled and said, "Who says you're the youngest What time do you get out of school I'll pick you up."

"I'll go back myself." I waved at him.

How old is he Even though he's in college, he doesn't live on campus and his family still picks him up and drops him off What a shame.

As I walked to the main teaching building of our academy, someone whistled at me: "Goddess."

I'm too lazy to pay attention — they must have mistaken me for my sister.

My elder sister is a college goddess, slender and beautiful, her skirt swaying gracefully, and she's also gentle and kind.

Our school is male-dominated with far fewer females. Almost all the girls are tomboys, so my sister is a precious gem. She’s a real beauty and consistently ranks highly in all the campus beauty contests. Our college guys always have confidence because of her.

Tang Yufie sat in the front row by the door, acting like a big sister. She was slurping noodles with chopsticks in one hand and scrolling through her phone with the other.

There were only a few people in the classroom at this time. I was just about to retreat and go around to the back door to avoid her, but she had already seen me.

"Yin Luo! Come here, come here, sit over here." She patted the seat beside her. "I saved you a spot this morning."

She had two books beside her, taking up space. I rolled my eyes internally. This classroom is so empty, why do you need to take up space for me

There's nowhere for me to run.

"With so many empty seats, why are we even taking up space You slowly eat your meal. I'm going to the back row for a nap." I said, making an excuse.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

She immediately cleared her breakfast, wiped her mouth and clapped her hands, put away her book, and followed me to the back row.

No way, hey, this is too thick-skinned, isn't it

" ... My driver's wife seems much more mentally stable now. Did you do something" Tang Yufei asked in a hushed voice.

I shrugged, noncommittal.

“I didn't believe in ghosts and goblins before, but ever since I went out on this trip and encountered that giant rat, things have been going downhill. First, the driver inexplicably committed suicide, then he started having an affair, and now we don't even know who his mistress is... Our workers all say he was cursed by a female ghost.”

I cast a helpless glance at Tang Yufeng: "What's the use of you telling me this If it's about ghosts, we both went there together. Why is there nothing wrong"

"That's right, so I don't understand! But recently, I feel uneasy wherever I go. Does your family have any prescriptions for calming the mind and aiding sleep" Tang Yufei asked.

"...Go to my pharmacy and ask for a diagnosis. I don't know anything about that." I evaded.

I think she's beating around the bush and trying to trap me. I don't want to talk to her too much, this inquisitive attitude makes me feel a bit disgusted.

Fortunately, a few male classmates boisterously entered the classroom and ran to the back row to claim their seats. She didn't come to ask me any more questions.

This semester's courses are quite a lot, and there's even a course on Materials Science. I glanced down at the jade bracelet on my wrist.

At first, I thought this bracelet was dark and yellowish, so ugly. Now the more I look at it, the better it looks.

Basked in the sunlight, this thing looked like a ruby, alluring and vibrant.

I don't live on campus. If I have classes in the afternoon, I eat lunch at the school cafeteria. After lunch, I spend my time at the library or bookstore until my afternoon classes are over, and then I go home.

But just after school today, Seventh Brother called, saying a friend who specializes in jewelry had come. He suggested I let the friend take a look at my amber and give me an estimate.

"What's the point of an appraisal I'm not selling." I asked, puzzled.

"You're so naive! I was just afraid my eyes might have deceived me, so I wanted to confirm with him. You know how people can try to fool someone like you who's never seen the world before with a fake!" Seventh Brother said.

I was sweating buckets, he insisted it was from "some guy" and wanted to verify its authenticity to gauge that man's character.

I want to say that Mu Wanchen isn't that kind of person, but I dare not speak up. Seventh Senior Brother has such a sharp tongue, if I were to defend "a certain man," he would definitely shout that I was turning against my own people before even getting married!

So on the first day of school, I skipped class by sitting in my seventh senior brother's car.

"If Master Brother knew, you'd be the one carrying this pot!" I said as I fastened my seatbelt.

"Don't worry, this is nothing. Of course, senior brother will take care of it for you."

Alas, I'm a useless person. Who can I blame

Seven Swords brought me to a high-class teahouse, saying that the distinguished guest was here drinking tea and waiting for him.

"You just left the guest sitting alone waiting for you" I asked incredulously.

"I brought Lily with me!"

I glared at Seventh Senior Brother, who quickly raised his hands and said, “I haven’t messed around with anyone! Linlin is just a simple female secretary!”

Okay, my father is very strict about relationships between men and women. I understand he wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

As I pushed open the door to the private room, I saw a "heavyweight" figure...to see the cold sculptures and the great hall. I just kneel on the meditation cushion, hands clasped together, index fingers interlocking with the Zijiao Ruyi, silently chanting the Divine Scripture o...