"Came to the wrong place?"
"No way, right?"
Hearing Su Xuan's words, Ji Sisi immediately sat up from the ground, her gaze subconsciously falling on the grass she had just flattened.
Could it be that this mountaintop isn't an abandoned place, but... a place for cultivating Spirit Grass? Could the grass I just trampled be Spirit Grass?
But she couldn't see any signs. The grass looked no different from ordinary weeds and had no peculiar features.
"Cousin, what's going on?" Ji Sisi couldn't help but ask.
"Look," Su Xuan whispered, pointing to the ground beside him.
"Uh..."
Ji Sisi was stunned. Where Su Xuan was pointing, there was a shoe. Looking farther out, she saw another one. The two shoes didn't even match.
And farther still, she saw pieces of clothing—both men's and women's—scattered on the ground, leading all the way behind a rock more than a meter high.
