"Did you hear that? A merciful god came to the head of the village, and he actually used his great powers to revive many dead people. There were a lot of listeners gathered in a small house in Happy Village, and this sentence came from the mouth of a young man.

Speaking of this, another young man immediately hurriedly said: "I just heard about this, it just so happened that my father came back from there, he witnessed the scene of the god saving people, according to my father, at that time, the holy light burst out from heaven and earth, and the young god consumed his lifespan and exerted his supernatural power against the sky, which saved the child and the old man." ”

"Really?" Someone next to me doubted that the dead can be resurrected?

Not to mention them, even those emperor-level powerhouses, when they didn't meet Zhao Chen, they also never thought that the dead could be resurrected, this is obviously a big joke for people, and it can only exist in legends.

"Humph! Believe it or not, I'll go to the village now, maybe I'll be able to see the young god, and this life will not be in vain! When the first young man heard that someone was suspicious, he was immediately unhappy, and after leaving this sentence, he immediately ran out of the house.

"Wait! I'll go too! Another young man also ran out.

The remaining young men began to be suspicious, seeing that the two of them were telling the truth, could this be true? With anticipation and curiosity, several hairy young people also ran out, all running towards the empty place outside the happy village.

After a few hours of time, more and more people gathered in Happy Village, of course, because Happy Village was about to be crowded, so the people who rushed to Jixiang Town later could only rush to other villages, but the appearance of a young god in Happy Village did spread with the mouth of many people, and in just a few hours, everyone knew, but there were many doubters and few believers.

At this time, outside the happy village, there was a crowd of people.

The people who used to be dead and silent are now full of discussions, bustling and sad, and the atmosphere of sadness has disappeared unconsciously, leaving behind a complex mix of curious, fearful, anticipatory and hopeful emotions.

Somewhere outside the Happy Village, where the crowd is most dense, there is a strange vacant place in it.

There, there was a young man in white, although he was wearing a mask that covered half of his face, everyone could still easily see that this young man was not very handsome, but he was also a little delicate, and extremely attractive, his eyes seemed deep and indifferent, his dark eyes seemed to hide infinite secrets, at this time, his long black hair looked slightly messy, a few hairs were stained with a little sweat droplets and stuck to his forehead, and his breathing was also a little short.

"God of great mercy! Please, save my child, poor for him to go so early at the age of three! Woo~~" A middle-aged woman choked in front of the young man, and the sadness in her heart completely exploded.

"Auntie, don't call me a god, I'm just a teenager with a magical power, just call me Chen Zhao." The young man in white was personable and humble, and he was not at all arrogant because he had saved many people, "Please put the child down first, and I will treat him." ”

"Good, good, Celestial!" The middle-aged woman hurriedly answered, but the address of the young man did not change in the slightest.

"Demon mercy, demon mercy, I demon mercy!" The young man whispered softly, and another beam of holy light shone out from his body, enveloping the child on the ground who seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

Everyone watched nervously, even though they had experienced it many times, but every time the boy cast a spell, they couldn't help but be nervous, their breath couldn't help but hold their breath, and their hearts seemed to be beating with the boy's every move.

This young man's every move involves the hearts of countless people.

In the eyes of countless people, the child shrouded in holy light, his face gradually changed from cold pale to a little more bloody, and his pink face gradually became warmer.

Sure enough, soon the corners of the child's mouth squirmed slightly, and the sound of breathing sounded softly, although he did not open his eyes to speak, everyone was sure that he had indeed recovered.

It's just that the child is probably still asleep.

"Xiaotao, Xiaotao wake up quickly, my mother is here, wake up as soon as possible." The woman held the child in her arms, and gently tugged at the child's tender white hands with anticipation, and those fleshy little hands were really lovely.

The corner of the child's mouth made a sucking motion, and then he woke up from the dream, opened those bright and innocent eyes, looked at the woman blinking, and the immature voice came out of his mouth: "Mother, Taotao is here!" ”

"Would you like to spare some space for my aunt?" The young man in white said with a smile.

The woman reacted, nodded gratefully, and then hurriedly retreated, but her eyes were full of joy and happiness, her child was still alive after all, which she would have laughed at before, but now, in the face of the truth and this happiness, she was sincerely grateful, and at the same time believed that miracles really happened in this world.

"Next!" Only then did the young man in white turn around and shout around.

"God, can you save my old mother, she has worked hard for most of her life, but now she died in a natural disaster, I hope God can save my mother!" A middle-aged man walked in slowly with an old woman on his back, this sadness can be felt by everyone, and at the same time moved by his filial piety.

"The son wants to raise but the parent is not there, which is a big regret in life." The young man in white seemed to be moved, and then said aloud: "Please call me Chen Zhao directly, the title of heavenly god is not something that can be borne by the subordinates." ”

These simple civilians, the horse is a drop of grace, and they will also be remembered in their hearts, not to mention this life-saving grace?

Their gratitude to the young man in white is all from the bottom of their hearts, many of them are only injured, and no relatives have died, but they are still inexplicably grateful for the young man's actions, although the young man did not help them, but they were also touched by this soft place in their hearts.

"But aren't you the gods? Who else but the gods can bring the dead back to life? Who else could have done such a miracle? ”

"Yes! It was you who brought us out of despair and felt hope, God, and only you are worthy of the title of God. ”…… The voices of civilians rang out all around.

With a wry smile, the young man in white said aloud again: "How can He De be worthy of being called a god in Xia?" Elders, don't be bothered. In this way, if everyone can afford it, just call Chen Gongzi. ”

"This—" The crowd hesitated.

The young man in white continued to persuade: "That's it!" In the future, whoever calls Zai Xia a god, don't blame Zai Xia for refusing to help! ”

These words immediately made everyone quickly nod and agree, Chen Gongzi will be Chen Gongzi, as long as he is regarded as a god in his heart, this is what they think in their hearts, if this young man in white knows, maybe he should cry and laugh again.

Only then did the young man in white say to the middle-aged man, "Please put down the old man." ”

The middle-aged man said gratefully: "Thank you, Gongzi Chen!" ”

"You're welcome." After the young man in white finished speaking, he read again: "Demon mercy and demon mercy, I am demon mercy!" ”

The holy light burst out again, enveloping the old woman whose legs had been broken, and her broken legs began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye under the illumination of this holy light, and in just more than ten breaths, the old woman's whole body was already safe and sound, and there was no trace of injury to be seen.

Soon, the old woman's eyelids moved, she struggled to open her eyes, looked at the blue sky in confusion, and then sat up suddenly, and said in a lost voice: "I... Am I not dead? Is this the legendary hell? ”

The middle-aged man immediately stepped forward and choked up on the old woman: "Mother! You didn't die, Chen Gongzi brought you back to life. ”

The old woman's eyes were full of incredulity, and when she woke up, she couldn't figure out the situation at all, and asked in a weak voice, "Where is this?" It's you, boat! How is that possible, is it... Are you dead too? ”

"Please make some room for Uncle so that the rest of the people can come in." The young man in white said in a young voice.

The middle-aged man said gratefully: "Thank you Chen Gongzi for your great kindness!" I will always remember it! With that, he walked out slowly with his old mother on his back, and the crowd around him automatically made way for him to pass.

"Next!" The young man in white continued to shout.

At this moment, in the golden morning light, the young man had a faint charming smile on his face, a humble surname, a gentle surname, a detached bearing, a white shirt fluttering in the wind, a slightly messy but a little more mortal taste of the young man, which made people feel more cordial.

This scene turned into a brand and remained in the hearts of everyone forever.

Not far away, a young man looked at the white-clothed young man blankly, and said: "It is worthy of being a god, this appearance is so handsome, I'm afraid that even the Na Li Niang in the east is almost inferior to him." Only, why did he cover half of his face? "Li Niang, is the beautiful flower of this happy village, in this village, in this environment to raise people, Li Niang is the most beautiful young girl.

Compare the young man in white with a young girl, and only this young man could have such a magical idea.

"If you want me to say, this heavenly god's holy light is the most stylish, I really envy it." The other young man's eyes were almost off the white-clothed young man, of course, don't get me wrong, he liked the holy light of the wind, not the delicate young man.

Time passed unconsciously, and a day passed in an instant, a day and a night of high-intensity labor, the young man in white was already pale, and the sweat drops had soaked his clothes, but the white clothes were still as neat as new.

Countless teams rushing to Jixiang Town are also getting closer and closer to this place.

Happiness gradually returned to these people who came to the Happy Village, and the Happy Village became a happy village in the true sense.

(To be continued)