But Wei Zixi, who was beaten all over, did not feel sad. Instead, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He was betrayed and beaten by his sister again, but he was not sad at all.
Because he knew that this was the bad sister Wei Zihan, not the good sister Xi Yue.
Because he knew that he was not alone. Besides his mother, there was also Sister Xiyue who cared about him and treated him well.
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Time passed slowly, and it seemed like a year or two, or even longer had passed.
Xi Yue could vaguely feel that this was not a real world, but an illusion. The evidence was that her perception of time was very vague. Several years had passed, but she felt that only a few days had passed.
It was like watching a movie, with “three years in the blink of an eye” displayed on the screen, and the timeline had already jumped forward.
During this period, Xi Yue had been attached to Wei Zihan in the form of a soul, and occasionally gained control of the body. But the control time was usually very short, and the longest was only one day.
As for Wei Zixi, he was already seven years old, and his appearance became more delicate and beautiful, but the suffering he endured had not decreased at all.
Moreover, the situation in the village has been getting worse and worse in recent years. The harvest is always poor, and there are frequent droughts and floods. This makes the villagers firmly believe that Wei Zixi is a disaster star, so they exclude and bully him even more.
Wei's father, who was originally willing to protect Wei Zixi, now became more and more disgusted with Wei Zixi, and even began to become like Wei Zihan, believing that it was Wei Zixi who brought disaster to this village and this family, making their lives so difficult.
If it weren't for Wei Zixi's mother trying desperately to protect him, Wei's father might have driven him away long ago.
Wei Zixi grew up in such bullying, and naturally became more and more taciturn, with almost no smile on his face.
But he also had happy moments, that was when Wei Zihan's body was controlled by Xi Yue.
Although that period of time was very short, Xi Yue treated him, taught him martial arts, and taught him to read. Even though she always appeared cold on the surface, Wei Zixi could feel her tenderness and concern.
In this way, time slowly entered summer.
A major event occurred in Weijia Village, and a plague broke out in the village.
The symptoms of this plague were very similar to the malaria that infected the Cangda tribe. People vomited and fell ill, had a high fever and dehydration, and finally died. The only difference from the Cangda tribe was that the bodies of these people became shriveled and black after death, as if they had been burned.
More and more people died in the village, and almost every household faced the disaster of the death of a loved one.
But there is only one family that is an exception.
Wei Zixi's family was surprisingly safe and sound in this plague disaster.
"It's the devil. This is definitely the devil's curse! The devil wants to destroy our entire village!"
"That's right. Look at the bodies of these dead people. They are all burnt black, just like the flowers and plants touched by the devil. This is clearly the devil's curse!"
"So many people died in our village, but that family was the only one that was fine. If they weren't demons, how could they not be infected with the plague?"
"Kill the devil. Only by killing the devil can we break the curse, and then the gods will bless us again!"
Many people in Weijia Village had lost their loved ones, and they rushed to Wei Zixi's home in waves of indignation.
In the dark night, everyone held torches and surrounded the dilapidated hut, asking them to hand over the devil. (To be continued)