Chapter 46: Shock—Su Keke Is a Mystic
Actually, before the age of five, Su Keke didn’t live in Peach Blossom Village.
Back then, Old Su was afraid he might raise the baby to death, so he sent Su Keke—still wrapped in swaddling clothes—to a friend’s home. That friend’s wife helped look after her. The lady was gentle and kind, and little bun Su Keke was raised very well under her care.
Otherwise, how could a rough old man like Old Su possibly raise such a well-behaved, sensible child like Su Keke?
By the time Su Keke was five, she was already very understanding. You had to know that Old Su’s friend’s family was quite wealthy; it was only because they had once received Old Su’s help that this good connection was formed.
Yet when little bun Su Keke left, she didn’t cry even once. She obediently followed Old Su back to Peach Blossom Village and began their poor, frugal life together.
At that time, tiny Su Keke could already stand on a small stool and cook noodles. Not only was her adaptability strong—her hands-on skills were even stronger.
After sending her text, Su Keke didn’t expect her uncle to reply. After all, her uncle was a very busy man, and they’d already said everything that needed to be said.
But to her surprise, less than a minute after the phone screen went dark, it lit up again.
Qin Mochen: Why aren’t you asleep yet?
Su Keke quickly replied: I’m about to sleep, Uncle. You should remember to rest too.
Qin Mochen replied with a simple Mm, and that was it.
Su Keke stared as the screen went dark again. Thinking of something, she hurriedly opened it once more and changed the contact name to Uncle Qin.
After giggling to herself a couple of times, Su Keke closed her eyes and prepared for her noon nap.
But after lying there with her eyes closed for a full ten minutes, she still couldn’t fall asleep.
Just then, Qin Xing suddenly asked softly, “Are you two asleep?”
“Not yet,” Su Keke replied right away.
She didn’t have the habit of taking naps. In the past, she had too much to study, and the light bulbs at home weren’t bright enough, so she tried to read as much as possible during the day. She couldn’t bear to waste the noon hours sleeping.
Luo Man also answered, “I dozed off a bit earlier, but now I can’t fall asleep.”
Another ten minutes passed—none of the three had fallen asleep.
“Luo Man, do you dislike me or something? Otherwise why do you usually ignore me?” Qin Xing suddenly asked.
After a while, Luo Man replied, “I don’t dislike you. I’m just so immersed in studying that I can’t pull myself out.”
Her dead-serious answer made Qin Xing burst out laughing.
“Hey, hey, I didn’t ignore you on purpose before either. I was genuinely afraid of disturbing you. If you don’t think I’m disturbing you, then I’ll start talking to you from now on.”
“Come talk,” Luo Man said.
Qin Xing laughed loudly, her laughter bold and contagious. “Damn, I never knew you were like this, Luo Man. I even used to worship you as a cold goddess.”
“By the way, Su Keke, be honest—why do you admire Luo Man so much? I can tell. You totally fell for her at first sight. I’m telling you, I’m jealous.”
Su · Straightforward · Keke immediately said, “Because she has the radiance of the Wenchang Star. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen someone with Wenchang Star radiance on them. Luo Man will definitely become a top scorer in the future. I want to soak up some of her Wenchang Star radiance.”
Qin Xing was amused. “With Luo Man’s level, becoming the top scorer in the capital is no problem—but what the heck is Wenchang Star radiance?”
“The radiance of the Star of Literature,” Su Keke explained. “People illuminated by it are all super geniuses—the kind who can become top scorers. Oh right, I forgot to tell you—my profession is a feng shui master. I can read faces, tell fortunes, catch ghosts, and dispel evil.”
Both Qin Xing and Luo Man burst out laughing, their laughter filling the entire dorm.
“Su Keke, are you a mystic? You’re killing me here.”
“If I really become the top scorer in the college entrance exam, I’ll treat you to top-scorer wine.”
“Holy crap, Luo Man, you drink alcohol? I never would’ve guessed…”
At seventeen or eighteen, in the prime of youth, the three girls chatted and laughed together, having a great time.
That day, Qin Xing couldn’t even figure out how Su Keke’s arrival had made her and Luo Man put aside their awkwardness and become friends. Later she realized—what awkwardness? It was nothing more than one person lowering their head.
When Su Keke found out she was actually the older one, she instinctively straightened her small frame and said, “From now on, I’ll protect you guys.”
Luo Man replied, “If you hadn’t said that, I would’ve thought you were only fifteen or sixteen. So forget it—we’ll protect you instead.”
Qin Xing added, “What’s with the older-sister, younger-sister stuff over a difference of a year or two? We’re all the same generation, okay? But I wouldn’t mind if you called me Brother Xing.”
Somehow, the conversation later shifted to Su Keke’s desk.
“…I don’t really believe in curses, but that desk is indeed kind of creepy. Whoever sits there ends up in trouble.”
Qin Xing warned Su Keke with a serious expression, “In short, be careful lately. The mock exams are coming up soon. Luo Man has great grades, and mine aren’t bad either. You can be our deskmate from now on—you won’t have to sit there anymore.”
But Luo Man shook her head. “If there’s one more student in the class, someone will have to sit there anyway. If it’s really that creepy, we should think of a way to have the teacher replace the desk.”
Of course, she didn’t actually believe it—she was just speaking objectively and felt Qin Xing’s approach wasn’t appropriate.
Qin Xing snorted. “You know what Old Zhao’s attitude is like. He doesn’t believe there’s anything strange about that desk at all.”
“It’s a witchcraft curse,” Su Keke suddenly said.
The moment she spoke, both of them froze.
A witchcraft curse?
“I felt it as soon as I sat down today. There should be a small paper doll hidden inside the desk. I didn’t have time to deal with it this morning.”
Su Keke’s little face tightened as she spoke seriously. “There are many schools of metaphysics. The southern witchcraft sect is one of them. They usually stay in the Miao regions in the south and rarely interact with other sects. This desk has been cursed with witchcraft—it makes people restless and unable to focus. Over time, their minds become muddled, and accidents naturally happen.”
After saying that, she muttered to herself, “But why would witchcraft appear here? Didn’t Master say the witchcraft sect all live deep in the southern mountains? Could it be that they’ve come out…”
Her tone was so serious that Qin Xing and Luo Man could no longer treat it as a joke.
Both of them sat up on their beds.
“Su Keke, are you serious?” Qin Xing asked, her expression turning strange.
Su Keke climbed down from her bed as well, her eyes curving into a smile. “This is exactly what my master and I do. I’m not lying to you.”
Luo Man didn’t know whether to believe her or not. She only asked, “Then do you have a way to break this curse?”
Su Keke nodded and even patted her chest, lifting her chin confidently. “Of course. It’s just a small witchcraft curse—I can break it easily. I just didn’t bring my tools. Wait until tomorrow. I’ll break it then.”
Qin Xing and Luo Man exchanged glances, half-believing, half-doubting.
Unbelievable—this clean, well-behaved little cutie was actually a… mystic.
