"I will send down a ray of clone, don't panic."

"Yes, Lord God."

Qu Hanyan stared at the statue curiously, wanting to witness the miracle coming.

"Buzz..."

The golden light on the statue is so brilliant that it can blind people's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.

Vast coercion surged out from the statue and swept across the sky.

The clouds are rolling and majestic.

Around the altar, golden lotuses surged from the ground, vegetation revived, and butterflies flew.

A large number of little angels with holy light energy, more than ten centimeters high, danced among the blooming flowers around the altar.

Qu Hanyan's pupils widened and her mouth opened slightly.

The scene in front of her made her feel like she was in a fairyland.

In order to deceive the little silver-haired girl in front of him, Yu Yi took great pains.

He did not hesitate to create various visions to create a grand scene of gods coming to the world.

The vision on the altar alarmed the villagers in the tribe.

"What's going on? What's wrong with the altar?"

"I don't know. There won't be any changes, right? Our village can't stand the trouble anymore."

"Sigh... who knows, the tribe is really in trouble."

"No, Xiao Yan'er is still at the altar, so nothing can happen."

"Then why are there still ink marks? Hurry and go to the altar to see what's going on."

The villagers who were not infected gathered in panic towards the altar.

"Yan'er, are you okay?"

"Grandpa, Yan'er is fine."

"What happened to the statue?"

"God... God... Lord God... has really... really arrived..."

Qu Hanyan's eyes filled with excitement, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

"What?"

When the old patriarch heard this, he almost jumped up.

The gathered villagers looked suspiciously, and they were more willing to believe that the treasure contained in the statue was about to be released.

The golden light of the statue is restrained, condensing into a young man wearing a silver-white robe and a silver mask, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes.

The man exuded a faint aura of divinity.

"Welcome the God of Time and Space to the Xingyue Tribe." Qu Hanyan hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

Everyone was stunned when they saw the masked man coming out of the statue.

The scene in front of them subverted the villagers' perceptions.

The old patriarch was relatively calm, and hurriedly led the villagers behind him, and followed Qu Hanyan to kneel on the ground.

"Welcome to the God of Time and Space." x n

"You don't need to be polite, just be on your own."

Yu Yi raised his hand and waved, and the villagers kneeling on the ground were lifted up by a gentle force and stood up involuntarily.

His strength is nothing compared to the strong, but it is easy to control a group of ordinary villagers.

"The Lord God has come, and the Xingyue Tribe can be saved." The old patriarch's eyes filled with excitement.

"Don't be too happy. God is not omnipotent. I need to check the condition of the infected villagers first and find out the cause before I can prescribe the right medicine." Yu Yi shook his head.

"We believe in the gods."

"My divine name is Yu Yi. Please don't mention my identity to the outside world for the time being. Please call me Master Yu or Mr. Yu."

"It's... Lord... Master Yu." The old patriarch nodded helplessly.

Yu Yi quietly planted spiritual seeds for everyone present, subtly conquering each other.

It couldn't be easier to plant spiritual seeds in the minds of a group of ordinary people.

"Qu Hanyan, you will lead me to observe the Xingyue tribe and find the reason why the villagers are infected. Everyone else should step aside. I don't like an environment that is too noisy."

"Master... Master Yu, please come this way." Qu Hanyan was a little embarrassed.

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The adults led the way, and she was extremely excited.

Yu Yi walked towards the village under the leadership of Qu Hanyan.

The two walked through the square, passing many villagers' houses along the way, and came to a stone house.

A simple fence wall surrounds a small stone house.

In the courtyard, an old woman was pulling beans in a dustpan with a sad face.

At the door of the stone house, a skinny old man took a puff of dry cigarette, exhaled the smoke gently, and sighed heavily.

Qu Hanyan explained to Yu Yi in a low voice: "The children of this family were the first to contract the strange disease, and then other residents of the tribe also fell ill.

We traveled all over Xingyue Island and searched for witch doctors in various cities, but we couldn't solve the strange disease."

The silver-haired girl stood at the gate of the fence and shouted: "Grandpa Fu, Granny He, I'm bringing fish..."

However, before Qu Hanyan could finish what he said, Yu Yi jumped in and said: "Two old men, I am a doctor traveling on the mainland, my name is Yu Yi.

Because I fell in love with Yan'er, we became adopted brothers and sisters, and this time I was invited to come for a medical visit."

"Master Yu, is it too humiliating for you to say this?" Qu Hanyan asked in a low voice, feeling very uneasy.

"I always feel that this matter will not be simple and will not be easily exposed for the time being."

"I understand, then Yan'er will have the audacity to call you my elder brother."

"It's okay, I don't care about false etiquette."

"Well, fish...brother, the names of the grandfather and grandmother in the hospital are Qu Hongfu and He Subi.

The people of the Xingyue Tribe basically all have the surname Qu, and only women who have married from other places have other surnames."

Yu Yi nodded to express his understanding.

Qu Hongfu at the door and Qu Subi in the courtyard both had expressions of surprise on their faces.

Grandma He hurriedly opened the courtyard door and said, "Mr. Yu, Xiao Yan, please come in quickly."

"Grandma He, how is Xiao Ming's condition?"

"Sigh... I have used all the available medicines, but there is no improvement at all, and it is getting worse."

"Is it."

He Sabi led Yu Yi and Qu Hanyan into the stone house.

The stone house is not big. Apart from the main house, there are only two bedrooms.

One room is occupied by two elderly people, and the other room is occupied by their grandchildren.

As for the two old men’s sons and daughters-in-law, they died unexpectedly a few years ago.

In the bedroom on the right, lying on the bed is a seven or eight-year-old boy.

The little boy's eyes were closed, his face was black and blue, his lips were red and swollen, and there were some strange red lines on his skin.

Although he had fallen asleep, his brows were still furrowed, obviously he had not slept well.

There was very little movement from the four people entering the room, but the little boy was still startled awake.

He opened his eyes in confusion, frowned and looked at the two elders, "Grandpa, grandma, Xiao Ming feels so uncomfortable, is he going to die?"

He Subi came to the bed distressed, helped the little boy up, and comforted: "Xiao Ming, be good, you will get better. Grandma has found a doctor from mainland China for you."

Qu Hongfu begged in a low voice: "Mr. Yu, please cure Xiao Ming, even if it means the old man's life is worth it.

The child's parents passed away early, and our only hope is for our grandchildren.

If something happens to Xiao Ming, the old man and his wife will really have no motivation to live."

"Mr. Fu, don't worry, I will do my best."

Yu Yi stepped forward and said softly: "Kid, what's your name?"

"Qu...Qu Ming."
To be continued...