I am the real person of Yuding

Chapter 159

A few strands of the black air were entangled with the protective umbrella, and a few strands were entangled with small broken stones.

Little Poshitou was originally only a half soul, without even a decent body, so he couldn't hold on to this continuous mana confrontation at all.

"If you continue to fight, I'm afraid you're going to fall apart." Wan Sheng smiled and said sarcastically, looking at the appearance of Xiao Poshi anxiously dealing with his black energy.

It was only then that Qingyu realized that under the wide black robe, there really seemed to be no decent body support.

"Wansheng, I'll go with you, you should stop first!"

"Bastard! You can't go with him." Xiao Poshi cast out a spell, although the black energy was dispelled, but it was a little powerless.

"She is willing herself, are you annoying!" Wan Sheng seemed to like bickering with people.

"You all want to take me away, can you tell me the reason? I don't know anything yet, so why don't you let me understand the ins and outs of the matter first?"

"..." Wansheng suddenly changed a serious expression, turned around and asked Xiao Poshitou: "Is her brain broken? Or did you touch her memory? I thought she didn't know me just now It's just pretending, are you really stupid?"

"Stop talking nonsense, as long as I'm here, you won't be able to take her away!" Cracks began to appear in Xiao Poshitou's body, and dazzling golden light burst out from the cracks.

"You, you, you, don't you want to kill yourself?" Wansheng was a little surprised. Is this to destroy the primordial spirit in exchange for the power to fight against himself?

"prick--"

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing into flesh attracted the eyes of the two.

I saw Qingyu holding the hairpin straight into her heart, and the bright red blood flowed out of her chest along the hairpin, Qingyu's face gradually turned pale...

"You don't want to go with me? This is really an excellent and stupid way! Forget it, you are still a mortal, and it is boring to find you back. I will come to you again when you return to the fairy body." Wan Sheng smiled, turned around and went About to leave, I walked a few steps, and suddenly turned my head: "Thank you for helping me choose a name, I like it very much!"

"Ha ha……"

Qingyu fell on his back, Xiao Poshi came back to his senses, and was covered in black and stuck in Qingyi.

"You...don't it hurt?" Little Po Shitou's eyes were full of distress.

It was the first time that Qingyu was so close to the little Poshitou, she finally had a chance to take a closer look at the little Poshitou, and from that broken face, she saw her own shadow.

"It hurts—it hurts me to death! Who are you...? I want to know...is it okay?"

"You'll know."

"I understand, see you in the underworld..." Qingyu lost her strength and slowly closed her eyes.

"See you in Hell!"

The protective umbrella returned to Xiao Poshitou's hands, Xiao Poshitou held Qingyu's body, quietly waiting for her to disappear into this world.

"Saving life? Is this what you wish? If there is only one of you and me in this world, I think, I would like to be you..."

The wind raised another piece of yellow sand, covering the sky and the sun, but the wind couldn't blow into Huangquan in the end.

"Little Poshitou, do you think Granny Meng will get tired of seeing me later?"

"Yes, you come down too often. By the way, the Mengpo soup is not effective for you? Is it just that life or every life?"

"It hasn't worked!"

"Oh? Then next time I go to steal a bowl and drink it, I have to reflect on this matter with Granny Meng, otherwise I will be like you, and the world will be messed up!"

"..." I would have known better if I hadn't told the truth.

"But you have to wait until your ten lifetimes of calamity are over."

"Well, I'm leaving!"

"Bon Voyage!"

"I hope I will never meet you again..." Qingyu shrugged and entered Meng Potang.

"Father, let's keep her." The little boy stared blankly at Qingyu's tiny one and was unwilling to let go.

"Okay." The middle-aged man next to him smiled kindly and patted the little boy's head.

"Then what's her name?"

"Let's call her Cai'er, it's picked from herbs, hahaha..."

So this eighth world, my name is Cai'er!
The one who picked her up was a doctor named An Sheng, who picked up sapphire when he was collecting medicine on the mountain. They all said that doctors are benevolent, which is absolutely true.

The little boy was his son, named An Yunzhi, who had studied medicine from An Sheng since he was a child.

An Sheng raised Cai'er for a few days, and finally found something unusual. This child was surprisingly quiet.

Cai'er was so frightened that she hurriedly showed a smile, but An Sheng still felt Cai'er's pulse. After a long time, he sighed: "It seems that there is nothing wrong!"

Of course there is no problem, it's just that I'm sensible, wouldn't it save you a lot of trouble if you don't cry or make noise?

But after some time, Qingyu also realized that something was wrong with her.

She couldn't make a sound!

Is this life a mute?

Qingyu cried out feebly, but she couldn't make a sound, only exhaled heavily.

An Sheng also discovered this later, and confirmed that Qingyu was really dumb!

Fortunately, An Sheng and his son did not abandon Qing Yu because of this, but loved her even more.

This is a small village, close to the mountains, so it is convenient for An Sheng, a doctor, to collect herbs.

The people in the village are very simple and busy with their lives every day.

The years are quiet and serene.

Cai'er grew up slowly under the care of the father and son.

At the age of three, An Sheng began to teach Cai'er to know various herbs.

At the age of five, An Sheng took him to the back mountain to dig herbs together.

An Sheng liked Cai'er more and more. Although he couldn't speak, he was extremely intelligent. What surprised An Sheng was that Cai'er was much better than ordinary dumb children and even ordinary children. What did he say? She understands it quickly and remembers it.

"Cai'er, where did brother go?"

Cai'er heard the sound and raised her head to look at An Sheng who was making medicine and pointed to the backyard.

It should be taking medicine, An Sheng thought.

"Yunzhi, go and help dad catch two taels of Huang Jing."

There was no one in the back of the yard for a long time, so he probably didn't hear him.

Seven-year-old Cai'er was washing medicinal herbs. Hearing An Sheng's needs, she ran to the medicine cabinet and stepped on a stool to grab some sealwort, weighed it, and gave it to An Sheng.

An Sheng looked at it with relief, and sighed secretly in his heart: what a child!
An Sheng took Huang Jing, patted Cai'er's hair, and said with a smile, "It would be great if I could talk, but it's a pity that Dad can't cure it either."

Cai'er smiled and shook her head.

Then he thought about washing the herbal medicine and drying it, but he lost consciousness and fell down as soon as he turned around.

An Sheng quickly threw Huang Jing in his hand and took Cai'er into his arms. He was shocked: What's wrong?
"Cai'er? Cai'er?" He shouted a few times, but there was no response at all.

An Sheng hurriedly carried Cai'er into the room, feeling his pulse, his heart went cold, the pulse was very strange, and he couldn't tell what kind of illness it was for a while.

This disease came so suddenly!Or is it from birth?Is it too good to hide?
(End of this chapter)