He quietly moved from the side to behind Big Sister, lifted his little foot, and kicked the crouching Big Sister out.
Then, he slipped away at the fastest speed, hiding his figure.
"Ah!"
Big Sister fell flat on her face, her mouth filling with dirt. The wound from her broken tooth was covered with a layer of mud, stopping the bleeding, but her gums ached even more.
She turned her head to look behind her, but still saw nothing.
Moments ago, she felt someone kick her, yet she couldn't see anything. Could it really be a ghost? There are many dead people buried on this mountain. Could those dead really be causing trouble?
"Help! Don't come for me, don't come for me, I'm just passing through, I'm looking for my son, please don't kill me, don't kill me."
She clasped her hands, kneeled to the air, and after a few bows, continued to mumble.
