"What?" Yi Xiaomi was surprised, but her brother couldn't stop crying, she hurriedly helped her brother wipe her tears and comforted, "Don't cry, don't be in a hurry, speak slowly." ”

Unexpectedly, this stinky Taoist priest is really a bit of a two, and his deeds are not shallow.

"Xiaomi, let's go and meet." Xiao Hei said.

Yi Xiaomi thought, he couldn't hide.

But she wants to hide, Xiao Hei is not allowed, there is a lot of merit in defeating the Taoist, after all, it is for the people to eliminate harm!

Then she will rise to the challenge!

"They arrested my father, I secretly ran back, sister, what should I do, woo woo!" Yi Xiaonian was still crying, but his speech was much fresher than just now.

"Let's go." Holding his younger brother's hand, Yi Xiaomi went to the village chief's house.

When she arrived, it was exactly the same as in her previous life.

The same scolding, the same people, the same scene!

It's not the same.

She's not afraid.

Don't be afraid.

"I didn't expect it to be this girl!"

"I'll just say, after she was born, a hundred flowers bloomed overnight, and this is not a scourge."

"What is this called after she was born? I remember vividly, a few days after she was born. At that time, I didn't know who said that the girl who was the girl in the days when the flowers bloomed must be the reincarnation of the flower fairy, and the peach blossoms greeted each other, but it is said that there are several, but now everyone is no longer from Peach Blossom Village, only the girl of the Yi family is still from our village. ”

"That's not it. That's not a flower fairy, it's a flower demon, the demon who scourges Peach Blossom Village. ”

"I can't. I don't think the master has any misunderstanding, she's just a little girl. ”

"Fart. She was eight years old, and our village didn't see flowers bloom for eight years, isn't this a demon? ”

"No, no, my daughter is not a demon, she is not." Yi's mother retorted loudly, but no one listened to her.

"She's coming."

I don't know who shouted that, everyone looked over, and when they saw her coming, they all gave way.

The sister and brother easily came to Yi's mother in this flooded courtyard. Yi Xiaomi wiped Yi's mother's dirty clothes and asked, "Mother, what happened, why did everyone look at me so strangely?" ”

"Millet ......" Yi's mother hugged her daughter uncomfortably, and tears fell down.

"Mother......" Yi Xiaomi also hugged it, tightly.

In a past life, just today, everything changed......

"Master, Yi Xiaomi is here." I don't know who said it, Master Wuchen nodded and walked over slowly.

Seeing the dustless Taoist, Yi Mu was like seeing a life-saving straw, "Master, did you miscalculate, Xiaomi is not ......"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." Wuchen nodded apologetically to Yi's mother, and said to Yi Xiaomi's little doll, "Little doll, Poor Dao asks you a question, can you tell me honestly?" ”

Yi Xiaomi came out of her mother's arms, turned her head to look at Wuchen, her big innocent eyes flickered, and she said pitifully, "Master, what's wrong with my mother, why is she crying?" Is my mother sad? My mother is sad, Xiaomi is also sad, Master, you should let my mother not be sad, Xiaomi is very well-behaved, I will work hard, wow-wow-"

As she spoke, Yi Xiaoxiao cried, she cried, and Yi Xiaonian, who had just suppressed her crying, also cried, and the scene was all the crying of their mother and son.

"What to cry about, crying is useless." Grandma Yi yelled and said to Wuchen, "Master, what you said before that our millet is a demon, I don't know what it is based on, can I please say it again, I am old, behind my ears, I don't understand it." ”

"The master said, our village has not bloomed for eight years, it has not borne fruit, and there is no rice, don't you understand? Your family Yi Xiaomi is eight years old, and our village has been eight years old, Sister Lan, why don't you understand? An old lady said that she was very familiar with Grandma Yi.

"Ouch, I really don't understand, Sister Jinhua, what are you talking about......" Grandma Yi looked at Wuchen, "Master, do you mean what my sister said?" ”

"Old Mrs. Yi is good, that's what the poor road means." Master Dustless said.