I am the real person of Yuding

Chapter 111 Come to kill the hateful mouse
This encounter, from the first time I met her, ten years of companionship and ten years of nurturing love, all appeared in this fire.

There is no acquaintance before this life, no encounter after this life, only the ten years with her in this life...

The heat of the fire dispelled the hope of life, Xi Ti sat at Wuwei's feet, she was motionless, and Wuwei was also engulfed by the sea of ​​flames, gradually, she began to become unconscious.

In front of his eyes, a green light emerged from the tongue of flames, which looked like the magic spell of that fairy.

hateful!What is he trying to do?
The wind whizzed past his ears, a golden light cut off the green spell, and the fire went out in an instant.

"Monster! How dare you come to the world of cholera?"

This voice, childish, seems to have heard it before?Where did I hear it?I can't remember it.

The rope tied to Wuwei's body suddenly loosened, powerlessness swept her body, and she fell down.

Falling into a soft embrace, all curious, desperately opened their eyes to look.

Dressed in light blue clothes, her face is as gentle as a peach blossom, why is she here?
Yang Chan!

After a glance, there was no inconvenience and no more strength, her eyelids drooped, and she fell into darkness.

"Monster, where are you running?" The childish voice came from next to my ear, it was——

Nezha?

Everyone was dumbfounded, and suddenly jumped down from the sky, a little doll who looked only a few years old, dressed in red, with two buns on his head, a little red on his forehead, a gold ring in his hand, and a spear , and a red ribbon wrapped around the doll.

Followed by a woman in Tsing Yi with a quiet face, she is so beautiful.

The white-clothed fairy became restless, and threw a magic spell. Nezha threw the Qiankun circle, and the white-clothed fairy was directly beaten to the ground, revealing her original shape—it was a little white mouse!

"Hey! So it's not a fairy, it's a monster!" Someone suddenly realized.

Then a group of people knelt on the ground in horror, and bowed to Nezha and the woman in Tsing Yi: "God, this is a real god, god, please save us, help us cure our illness."

"I beg you, gods!"

Nezha turned his head to look at Wuwei in Yang Chan's arms, and then looked at the villagers, with a little more disgust in his eyes, so he let them keep kowtow, too lazy to pay attention, and pinched the magic trick in his hand to kill the white mouse. Fa-rectification on the spot.

"Brother—take it back to the mountain and hand it over to Master!" Yang Chan couldn't bear it.

"Junior Sister, don't pity him. He asked for it. He hurt Shishu. He deserves to die!" Nezha stabbed him with a spear, and the little white mouse instantly disappeared into nothingness.

"Immortals! Please save us..." A group of people around were still screaming, grabbing the ground with their heads, and never tired of it.

"You stupid people are going to burn people to death because of the goblin's words. It's really abominable." Nezha cursed angrily, "I don't care about you, I'm just ordered to catch the goblin."

After speaking, he ran to Yang Chan's side and asked Yang Chan, "Junior Sister, what's the matter? Huh? Why is it a female doll? Master, are you sure it's her? Could it be a mistake?"

"Master has checked it, and there will be no mistakes, brother, let's arrange them first."

"So, it looks quite similar to my uncle." Nezha blinked his eyes and carefully looked at Wuwei who was paralyzed in Yang Chan's arms.

A golden light escaped from Yang Chan's fingertips and rushed towards Wuwei, but the moment it touched Wuwei, it suddenly retracted.

"What's going on here?" Nezha seemed a little anxious, "Try it with a lotus lamp?"

"En." Yang Chan summoned the Lotus Lantern and cast the spell again, but the result was still the same.

"Junior Sister, your spell is out of order?" Nezha was a little puzzled.

"It's not that my spell doesn't work, it's that my spell doesn't work for my uncle." Yang Chan frowned slightly, and then shifted her gaze to Xi Ti who was lying on the ground.

The lotus lantern flew towards Xiti slowly, and the colorful light radiated from the lantern and shone on Xiti's body. As a result, Xiti's appearance recovered, and the burns on his body healed instantly. All the clothes are restored.

"Then—what should I do? I said that it would be fine to take it home, but Master won't allow it." Nezha scratched his head, feeling a little helpless for a while.

"Perhaps we have to use human methods to treat it. Seeing that the uncle's injuries are not serious, why not—" Yang Chan cast her eyes on the people who were kneeling on the ground begging for help.

"I beg the two gods, we know we are wrong, please..."

"All right, all of you, get up quickly, don't kneel down." Little Nezha yelled fiercely at the villagers.

"Thank you god, thank you god..."

Everyone dared not listen to the fairy's words, and hurriedly stood respectfully.

The lotus lantern once again shone on all the villagers with colorful light, so they stopped coughing, and even the wounds on their bodies healed, and they didn't feel any discomfort.

"Thank you god, thank you god..."

"Great, we're all fine, great!"

……

"Ahem——" Xi Ti woke up, opened her eyes, she was feeling nothing, she got up with an expression of disbelief, looked at Yang Chan holding Wuwei in her arms, rushed over, and saw Yang Chan again. There seemed to be no malice on Chan's face, and her movements slowed down.

"What did you do to her? She is my sister, did you save her? Did you save me?" Xi Ti squatted in front of Yang Chan, gently stroking Wu Wei's little face, it was okay, Just fell asleep.

"Xi Ti, they are gods, they saved you, thank the gods, don't be rude." Someone in the village reminded in a low voice.

"Immortal?" Xi Ti stared blankly at the little Nezha who was shorter than herself, and then at the gentle big sister in front of her, not quite believing it.

"You said you were her sister?" Nezha asked Xi Ti with his head bowed.

"Well, she... is my sister."

"God, she was picked up by Xi Ti, so it's her sister." Another villager helped explain.

"Do you want you to talk? It's so noisy, talkative." Nezha rolled his eyes at the villagers, and the group of people fell silent, breathing lightly, for fear of offending the unknown god in front of them.

Yang Chan glanced at Nezha, and then said to the villagers: "Don't worry, my teacher is Master Taiyi, a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun. This trip is to follow the teacher's order to collect the rat demon, so I also cured you. The resulting plague."

"Plague? Dare to ask the gods, but the white rat goblin did it?" Another bold villager couldn't help asking curiously.

"Exactly." Yang Chan replied patiently: "This mouse demon has cultivated in the mountains for more than 500 years, and he has never done harm to anyone, so we have not taken action to subdue him. But now, he is harming living beings, and we will certainly not." Stand by and watch."

"Oh, so that's the case, it's the rat monster who harmed us?"

"Really, he lied to us that we were gods, and almost made us burn Xiti and Wuwei to death."

"Hey, we're sorry for them! It's all our fault!"

……

So everyone beat their chests and stamped their feet, lamenting the difficulty of the two girls, lamenting their own sins, and regretting their bastard behavior.

"Even if they are deceived by the goblin, the two children will be fine. We will go back and return to our mission. As for the two children, I will trouble you to take good care of them."

Xi Ti hugged Wuwei from Yang Chan's arms, but Wuwei was still asleep.

"Don't worry, god, this matter is on us."

"Yeah, that's what we should do."

Yang Chan nodded slightly, put away the lotus lantern and waved her sleeves, and the surroundings returned to what they were before the flood.

"God, can you bring back our dead relatives?" People have always been like this, if they get it, they will want more.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Don't push yourself further. Helping you to this point is all in the teacher's...for the sake of this little girl, otherwise I wouldn't help you idiots." Nezha finished speaking and disappeared. In front of everyone.

Yang Chan got up and said: "Sorry, people cannot be resurrected after death, even if we are gods, we can't resurrect the dead at will."

In the blink of an eye, it also disappeared.

Everyone was stunned, and fell to their knees again: "Congratulations to the gods!"

(End of this chapter)