Xi Yue opened her eyes drowsily, but heard a noisy quarrel among children.
"You monster, demon, jinx, get out of our village now!"
"Kill the devil!"
"Yes, kill them. They are the ones who brought disaster to the village."
Xi Yue frowned and was about to raise her hand to block the glaring sunlight, thinking to herself, I am clearly in the Yuankong Ancient Realm, how could I suddenly hear the noise of children.
However, when she raised her hand, Xi Yue was surprised to find that she could not move.
In other words, she is now in a soul state and has no entity at all, so naturally she cannot block the sunlight.
There was another noise in her ears. Xi Yue looked in the direction of the sound and saw the source of it.
They were a group of children wearing similar clothes. More than a dozen of them were surrounding the two children, yelling and cursing at them. Some even picked up stones and threw them at them.
The two children were a boy and a girl, both about four or five years old, with delicate features, red lips and white teeth, and were extremely pretty.
But their exquisite looks could not stop other children from bullying them.
A tall boy shouted angrily: "My little Huang is dead because these two demons touched my little Huang. Little Huang was killed by these two demons. I will beat them to death and avenge my little Huang!!"
As he said this, he picked up a stone and threw it hard at the two of them.
The little boy took a step forward and protected the little girl behind him. The stone hit him on the forehead and blood gushed out.
The little boy trembled in pain, but still shouted: "Don't hit my sister, hit me if you want to!"
The little girl who was protected by the boy burst into tears, her face full of fear, and she kept shouting, "I'm not a devil, not a devil, wuwuwu..."
"Bah, you are demons. My mother said that when you were born, all the crops in our village died. For the whole year that followed, no one had enough food to eat, and many people died. These disasters were caused by you two demons."
"That's right, my uncle died in that year. It was all caused by these two demons. Beat them to death!"
A dozen half-grown children surrounded two children of four or five years old and smashed things. How could the little boy fight them alone? In a short while, he was beaten with wounds all over his body.
Even the little girl he was protecting behind him could not escape completely and was hit on the head by a stone.
"Wow—it hurts!" The little girl burst into tears in pain, and looking at the crowd surrounding them, she was filled with fear.
Suddenly, she reached out and pushed the little boy to the ground, screaming, "I'm not a devil, he is, Wei Zixi is the real devil!"
The little boy had been protecting her tightly behind him, but he never expected the little girl to do such a thing and was pushed to the ground.
He raised his head in disbelief, staring at the little girl blankly, muttering: "Sister..."
“Don’t call me sister, you devil!” The little girl scolded him righteously with tears in her eyes, “Wei Zixi, I saw with my own eyes that you touched Xiao Huang, and then Xiao Huang died. You are the real devil, and I was implicated by you.”
As soon as the little girl said this, the children around her suddenly quieted down.
Someone said: "They are twins born at the same time, they must be demons."
"That's not necessarily true. Wei Zihan is so cute, maybe she's not a demon at all. I think Wei Zixi is more like a demon." (To be continued)