After Transmigrating Into a Cannon Fodder, I Got a Happy Ending with the Female Lead [Transmigration Into a Novel] - Chapter 16

When the gifts came in, the girl’s voice was bright and high-pitched—no trace of fear at all.

Yue Xi: …

Sure enough, money could banish all kinds of demons and monsters.

Before she could finish sighing, the female streamer walked over with her phone.

Ji Shuang streamed alone, so her setup was rather simple: a phone on a selfie stick, a big bulb overhead, and the picture quality so blurry it looked like it was shot on a landline.

Of course, blurrier than the video was herself.

As an obscure small-time streamer, she originally tried to build a following on looks, but since she wasn’t good at suggestive tricks, she remained unnoticed.

Later she suddenly went crazy and switched to outdoor supernatural streaming. This was her second week, still exploring places rumored by viewers to be haunted.

Her stream was colder than the mountain night—just a few scattered viewers, some hopping in and out repeatedly.

Ji Shuang spat softly, then walked forward under the glaring bulb above her head, only to be startled by two dark figures ahead.

“What the hell?!”

In truth, she hadn’t seen anything before. She was just following custom, saying hello before entering, but unexpectedly she really summoned something.

Yue Xi squinted against the harsh light, while Xiao Qing curiously leaned toward the phone, staring blankly.

“Big sister, what is this?”

Yue Xi had thought the girl was simply separated from her family, but realizing she didn’t even know what a phone was, she felt more pity for her.

“This thing is called a phone. It’s fun. Once we’re down the mountain, I’ll buy you one—”

She stopped short, suddenly recalling a serious problem.

She had no money. With what would she buy it?

The two of them chatted as if no one else existed, leaving Ji Shuang hanging. Unsure whether they were human or ghost, she asked quietly:

“Are you two human or ghost?”

Yue Xi replied coolly, “Human.”

Ji Shuang breathed a sigh of relief and asked with forced friendliness, “What are you two doing here in the middle of the night? This place is haunted—it’s dangerous.”

Yue Xi raised a brow. “If it’s so dangerous, then why are you here?”

The question hit Ji Shuang’s sore spot. She forced a laugh. “I’ve always been brave, you know? Love adventures. Heard it was haunted here, so I came to check it out. And also to share with my stream family…”

She stopped abruptly—because she noticed more viewers had entered, and the chat was filled with comments about the pretty girl who just appeared on screen.

The pretty girl?

Ji Shuang immediately zeroed in on Xiao Qing and hurried over to strike up conversation.

“Where are you from, little sister? What’s your name? Are you old enough yet?”

Frightened, Xiao Qing hid behind Yue Xi. Yue Xi’s gaze turned sharp and cold as a blade.

Ji Shuang shrank her neck and explained quickly, “I’m just an outdoor streamer, my name’s Ji Shuang. I only wanted to make friends, no bad intentions.”

Yue Xi studied her. Her aura of life force was almost depleted, barely sustaining her body—but her face showed nothing unusual.

Lowering her guard slightly, Yue Xi said, “I’m Yue Xi, and this is my sister Xiao Qing.”

“Nice to meet you! Making friends with beautiful girls is the best.”

That was Ji Shuang’s heartfelt thought—she had always liked pretty girls, true to her shameless nature.

Xiao Qing, however, remained curious about the phone, occasionally peeking. Ji Shuang held it closer. “You’ve never seen this before, Xiao Qing?”

Xiao Qing shook her head, big eyes brimming with innocence.

“Oh, come on. What young person doesn’t have a phone these days?”

Then she realized—Xiao Qing was probably underage, maybe from a strict household.

“No worries, when I finish streaming, I’ll let you borrow it.”

Xiao Qing didn’t quite understand why she was being so kind, but still softly said thank you.

While they were talking, none of them noticed the black mist beginning to gather inside the nearby house.

Yue Xi’s peachwood sword suddenly twitched. Instinct told her they shouldn’t linger. She grabbed Xiao Qing and started down the mountain.

“You too, head down first. At night the mountain is heavy with yin energy. Stay too long and you’ll attract unclean things.”

But Ji Shuang was fearless—exactly hoping to encounter the unclean for content. Without them, that would be her concern.

“For the stream’s heat, I put life and death aside long ago,” she thought.

“You two go ahead. There are guesthouses at the foot of the mountain, not too expensive.”

She worried for the sisters but assumed they had already checked in somewhere—never imagining they actually lived on the mountain.

Yue Xi glanced at their damp clothes and figured staying down there for the night would be better.

But the big problem remained: no money.

“Ji Shuang,” she called.

Ji Shuang turned. “What is it?”

“Though it’s not nice to ask on first meeting… can you lend me some money? We lost our wallet.”

The request sounded like a scam, but seeing Xiao Qing’s big innocent eyes blinking behind Yue Xi, Ji Shuang simply pulled out cash.

“I can only lend you five hundred. I don’t have more.”

She herself lived tightly—not broke, just stingy.

Yue Xi thought five hundred was enough for lodging and food for two. As for tomorrow—she’d deal with it then. She’d always been one to drink today’s wine and leave tomorrow’s worry for tomorrow.

Not wanting to take it for free, she handed Ji Shuang two talismans.

“These are exorcism charms. Easy to use—if something unclean shows up, just throw them.”

Ji Shuang doubted she’d need them, but still accepted. Once Yue Xi left, she stepped into that ruined house.

Meanwhile, Xiao Qing stared at the money in Yue Xi’s hand, confused.

Everything was new to her.

Yue Xi pulled out a bill for her. “This is money. You can buy things with it.”

Xiao Qing: “Even a phone?”

“Yes. When we have more, I’ll buy you one.”

Xiao Qing beamed and hugged her arm.

At the guesthouse down the mountain, there weren’t many guests. The owner, dozing behind the counter, barely looked at them.

“Got a standard room?”

“Nope. Only a king-size bed.”

Yue Xi looked at Xiao Qing—no reaction, just clear eyes. Probably didn’t even know what a king-size bed meant. She was overthinking.

“That’s fine. Do you serve meals here?”

The owner shook his head, slowly processing their check-in. “Go next door for food. Though by now they might be closed.”

He tapped the computer and held out his hand. “ID cards.”

Yue Xi had none. Neither did Xiao Qing.

Staring each other down, Yue Xi calmly said, “Isn’t there a streamer named Ji Shuang staying here?”

The owner thought for a moment. “Yeah, seems so…”

“We’re with her. She has our IDs. We’ll bring them tomorrow, okay?”

Not wanting trouble, the owner agreed, just told her to bring them tomorrow, then handed over a keycard.

The room faced north, cool and even eerie. But it was clean, furnished, and Yue Xi was exhausted. She planned to wash up and crash—until Xiao Qing’s stomach growled.

She blushed, covering her belly, curious and shy.

“Why did it make a sound?”

Her innocent look lifted Yue Xi’s mood. The girl was fascinating—like she had never once been hungry.

Wiping dirt from their clothes with tissues, Yue Xi took her out to eat.

The restaurant beside the inn seemed part of the same business, with a matching “hellish” décor.

It was still open, with four or five young men and women inside. Their dishes nearly finished, they were chatting.

From bits of their talk, Yue Xi guessed they were college students here for fieldwork.

“Why hasn’t the professor come down yet?”

One boy asked, and the others froze—too caught up chatting, they had forgotten.

“Should we go look for him?” another suggested.

Before anyone could answer, a muffled boom echoed from the mountain. Then a cry split the night—

“Help!!!”

Yue Xi’s hand holding the menu stilled. Together with the students, she looked outside.

“Oh no! Could something have happened to the professor?!”

The students rushed out, one staying behind only long enough to pay.

Yue Xi gauged the direction. The sound had come from the ruined house.

Her brow furrowed.

Her sleeve was tugged. Looking down, she saw Xiao Qing staring up at her.

“Big sister, the phone…”

Yue Xi blinked. “You mean, you want me to save Ji Shuang?”

Xiao Qing nodded.

Yue Xi had already been debating. She wasn’t one to meddle—but Ji Shuang had shown her the first kindness, and she owed her five hundred.

No more hesitation. She led Xiao Qing up the mountain.

Her eyes, sharper at night, saw the mist swirling in the broken house—same as earlier. The same evil spirit.

Fearing Ji Shuang might be in danger, Yue Xi quickened her pace, soon overtaking the students.

“You stay here. I’ll save her.”

These were weak mortals. If the spirit caught them, they’d only drag her down.

The students exchanged uneasy looks. One girl asked, “Who are you to tell us what to do? Our professor is still up there.”

Yue Xi said no more. If they wanted to die, that wasn’t her problem.

“I’ll say this once—there’s a ghost on the mountain. If you don’t want to die, wait here.”

Then she pulled Xiao Qing along, noticing the girl’s hand had gone icy cold.

Reaching the ruined house, Yue Xi turned to warn Xiao Qing to stay safe—only to find a giant skull looming before her.

She reacted instantly, punching it so hard its head spun three hundred sixty degrees.

“Big sister, you’re so mean~”

It whined in Xiao Qing’s voice, sickening to hear. Only then did Yue Xi realize—she had been holding the skull’s hand.

The skeleton clung to her again. “Big sister, you hurt me so much. Only a kiss can make it better.”

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