Grandpa was a good person. To put it in a big-footed way, although he couldn't compare to Tang Seng, who was a great person for ten generations, he was still a genuinely kind person for several generations.

Xiao Bai Lian just wanted to consume Grandpa's lingering soul to assist his own cultivation.

But unfortunately, his cultivation was not enough, and he couldn't disperse Grandpa's lingering soul at all, unless someone close took action.

So... that's why my father, mother, and the monk collaborated and tampered with the coffin at Grandpa's burial.

They didn't dare to let me attend the funeral, fearing that I would notice something.

After Grandpa's death, my father's business improved and expanded so quickly, all because of this reason.

Making deals with Xiao Bai Lian was nothing more than courting disaster and eventually suffering the consequences.

They were just climbing up on Grandpa's bones. My brother-in-law turning into a vegetable was also a karmic retribution.

They used illegitimate means to live a good life that didn't belong to them, and they should bear the backlash of their sins.

Xiao Bai Lian thought that by obeying the instructions of the Purple Marten, the Purple Marten would continuously provide him with good fortune and make his life smooth sailing.

Little did he know... from the moment he took the initiative to consume Grandpa's lingering soul, the Purple Marten had already given up on him.

It didn't owe him anything anymore.

But I always feel like Big Foot has been hiding something from me about my sister and the Purple Marten. It's true that my brother-in-law took my sister's place in death, but is it really that simple?

To protect me and transfer this unavoidable disaster onto my sister, it might be the worst thing Grandpa has ever done.

But... what should I say?

Grandpa did it for my own good, and I'm the last person who should say he didn't.

But what about my sister? How innocent she is, bearing so much unjust calamity. Moreover, both my sister and I are Grandpa's granddaughters.

Just because a blind person in the village said my sister had an unfortunate fate of being alone in the world, Grandpa followed my parents and didn't like her since childhood.

The Purple Marten punished us in the cruelest and most vicious way.

While people believe in fox spirits, they never knew about the Purple Marten. The Purple Marten borrowed the name of a fox spirit and told my mother that he could make my sister give birth to a boy, so that our Zhou family would have a successor.

My mother was incredibly wrong from the beginning.

After the incident was over, I sold all my assets, dealt with the factory, and took all the savings.

I left this city with my sister and returned to the university.

I bought a house near the school, our little home, where nobody would scold or beat us.

But since the day of the incident, my sister hasn't spoken a word. Every day, she just sits in a daze, with a blank expression, dull eyes, like a stagnant pool of water, without any ripples.

I called Ji Banxian for help. I know she and Big Foot are not ordinary people. With such extraordinary abilities, how could they be ordinary folks?

She asked me to bring my sister to see her, and all my worries would be resolved then.

When my sister and I arrived at Ji Banxian's shop, it was already nighttime, and the moon was full on the sixteenth day.

The city was filled with mist, but only the front of the Feng Shui shop was illuminated by the moon.

"Exchange ten years of your life for your sister forgetting everything she has experienced. Overnight, she will forget everything and only remember that you are her only family, Zhou Xiaodou."

Ji Banxian cracked melon seeds while rocking back and forth on a rocking chair. I was surprised to see that she was actually a young girl.

Big Foot always called her grandma, so I thought...

"Of course, I'm willing. Not just ten years, I'm willing to give twenty years."

After holding back for so long, I burst into tears. Finally, I can do something for my sister too.

"Here's a Worry-FreePill. Let your sister take it. It will help her forget everything and start anew," Ji Banxian said, handing me a small pill.

I took the pill and walked over to my sister, who was sitting quietly on a chair. Her eyes were empty, devoid of any emotion.

"Sister, I have something that will make you feel better. You won't remember the past, but I will always be here for you," I whispered to her as I placed the pill in her hand.

She looked at me with a blank expression and swallowed the pill without hesitation.

Within moments, a change came over her. Her eyes regained a spark of life, and she looked at me with recognition.

"Xiaodou? Is that you?" she asked, her voice filled with confusion.

I smiled and nodded. "Yes, sister, it's me. Don't worry, everything will be fine now."

From that day forward, my sister slowly started to regain her ability to speak and her memory of the past faded away. She had a fresh start in life, free from the burden of the past.

As for me, I was willing to give up those years of my life for her happiness. Seeing her smile and hearing her laughter again made it all worthwhile.

We continued to live in our little home near the university, creating new memories together. My sister enrolled in a painting class and discovered her talent for art. I pursued my studies and found solace in writing.

Life wasn't perfect, but we were content. We had each other, and that was enough.

As time passed, the wounds of the past slowly healed, and we learned to cherish the present moment. We couldn't change what had happened, but we could choose how to move forward.

And so, we embraced the future with hope and gratitude, knowing that we had overcome the darkest of times and emerged stronger.

That is the story of how my sister and I found redemption and a new beginning, thanks to the kindness of Ji Banxian and the sacrifice I was willing to make for her.