Bai Zhi'er's long eyelashes blinked.
She stepped forward and reached out with her small hand.
Bai Fengqing saw her action and was so frightened that he let out another low cry.
"Don't touch it, Sister, it's dead!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the little one's hand had already pulled some moss off the skull of the white bone.
"Hmm, it really is a person." Bai Zhi'er puffed up her pink cheeks.
She tilted her little head to observe: "Are you an uncle, or an auntie or a sister? What's your name? Why are you here? How long have you lived here?"
Bai Fengqing's hair stood on end.
"Sister, why, why, why are you talking to it."
Bai Zhi'er waved her little hand: "It's sleeping here. We fell down and disturbed its peace. Mother said we should be polite little ones, so I have to ask!"
Bai Fengqing was at a loss for words.
His sister was just too innocent!
In her innocence, there was also a hint of eeriness.
