I woke up to find myself as the villain's older sister.

Upon hearing this, the villagers all looked at Yun Qingyi carefully.

At first, because their temperaments were completely different from that of the demoness, everyone overlooked the similarity in their appearances. But now, upon closer inspection, the villagers all showed expressions of fear and anger.

"Chief! Upon closer inspection, this girl bears at least a 60% resemblance to that demoness! They are definitely related; we cannot let them go!"

At this moment, the old man who was called the clan leader also silently watched Yun Qingyi and Yun Qingrou.

Seeing the crowd gather around again, Yun Qingrou frowned slightly and raised her hand to summon her sword, but Yun Qingyi stopped her.

Yun Qingyi shook her head at her and said to the others, "What do you want to do by keeping us here?"

"Does the young lady really not know?" The old clan chief's eyes were filled with pain and helplessness.

"I really don't understand what you're talking about," Yun Qingyi said to the old patriarch expressionlessly.

"You! I'll fight you to the death!" Upon hearing this, the girl who had just run over clenched her fists in anger and punched Yun Qingyi.

A cold glint flashed in Yun Qingrou's eyes as she swiftly grasped the girl's hand, instantly generating a sense of oppression.

Although it's only at the third level of Qi Refining, it's still unbearable pain for mortals.

Not only the girl in front of them, but also the surrounding villagers were affected.

"Arou!"

Upon hearing Yun Qingyi's voice, Yun Qingrou immediately withdrew her oppressive aura and pushed the girl in her arms aside. Her voice sounded somewhat aggrieved as she said, "Sister, they want to bully you."

Having recovered, the group dared not breathe loudly, but their resolve remained firm.

These two are definitely in cahoots with that witch.

The old patriarch looked deeply at Yun Qingyi and the other woman, sighed, and said, "Let them go!"

"Chieftain!" the villagers cried out, their voices filled with resentment.

The team leader turned to the villagers in front of Yun Qingyi and the other woman, saying, "You want to keep her here? Don't you even know if you have the ability? That young girl just used some supernatural power, and none of you could withstand it."

Then he turned back to Yun Qingyi and said, "Ladies, let's go. I believe you are not with that group of people."

Huh? Yun Qingyi looked slightly puzzled. Didn't they just insist that she was with that group? How come the team leader is saying no now?

Perhaps sensing the doubt in Yun Qingyi's eyes, the clan leader said in a hoarse voice, "If you are really in cahoots, then according to what Xiao Wei just did, none of us here will survive today."

Upon hearing the clan chief's words, the villagers fell silent for a moment.

The clan chief is right. If they were really the witch's group, they would have been killed by her magic long ago. They wouldn't be here shouting and yelling.

Despite their grief, the villagers still made way for each other.

"Don't go! Please don't go!"

The woman who started first ran out and knelt in front of Yun Qingyi, grabbing Yun Qingyi's skirt and pleading, "You are not in cahoots, but you can use supernatural powers. You must be real immortals. Please, immortals, save my little Nanzi. He is only four years old. Please, please save him."

Yun Qingyi squatted down, looked at the woman in front of her with tears streaming down her face, and said gently, "Okay, I agree to save him, but on the condition that you tell me what exactly happened."

Upon hearing this, a hopeful light appeared in the woman's eyes, and she asked cautiously and somewhat uncertainly, "Really...really? Will the immortal really help us?"

"Really." Yun Qingyi took her hand and helped the aunt up. "But you don't need to call us immortals. My name is Yun Qingyi, and this is my sister." Yun Qingyi pointed to Yun Qingrou next to her.

"Just call us by our names from now on."

"Qingyi, my dear?"

"Mm," Yun Qingyi replied.

The older woman glanced at Yun Qingrou beside her, somewhat frightened yet mustering her courage, she asked, "Qingrou, my little sister?"

"Ah."

Contrary to expectations, Yun Qingrou didn't have a cold expression; instead, she smiled and replied with an "Mm."

The villagers had given up hope, but when they saw that Yun Qingyi and Yun Qingrou had agreed to help Aunt Zhang, hope returned to their hearts.

They rushed to the two of them, crying out, "Please, immortals, save my child too!"

"Save my child!"

"Please, please save my child now!"

……

"Everyone, please be quiet," Yun Qingyi said.

The calm voice was completely still. Although it wasn't loud, the villagers quieted down and looked at Yun Qingyi and Yun Qingrou with a mixture of tension and hope.

"I told you, you don't need to call us immortals, just call us by our names."

“We will help everyone, don’t worry. What my sister and I need to figure out right now is what happened.”

At this moment, the clan chief walked over, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked at the two girls: "If you two want to know what happened, you can come with me first, and we'll talk on the way."

Yun Qingyi and Yun Qingrou exchanged a glance and followed.

The villagers followed the two.

On the way, Yun Qingyi's suspicions deepened as she looked at the dilapidated mud houses and broken trees that kept appearing.

In fact, from the moment the villagers said that the demoness resembled her, she began to suspect that the person was Yun Yu'er.

The dilapidated mud houses and fallen trees all exuded ice elemental energy, making it hard not to connect the two.

However, whether it is indeed Yun Yu'er or not still needs to be confirmed after further investigation.

At this moment, the old clan chief was talking about what happened two months ago.

"That day, they came down from the sky, and the girl leading them had an exquisite face, like a fairy child."

“The children in our village have been suffering from a strange illness for the past few months. They can’t eat, their eyes are dull, and they have black spots on their bodies.”

“They came to our village and said they were gods from heaven who could give us elixirs to cure our children.”

“We worshipped the leading girl as a goddess, cleaned the best room in the village for them to live in, and asked them to refine the elixir of immortality.”

"They agreed, and we were all very happy. In the end, the elixir was successfully refined."

"But……"

At this point, the old man choked up and couldn't bear to continue.

"But that elixir is a harmful drug. After taking the elixir, the black spots on the children's bodies did disappear, but they all became skin and bones, and there was no trace of life in their bodies. If they weren't still breathing, they would really look like dead people!"

The older man behind him picked up where the clan leader left off, his voice filled with resentment and pain.

After listening, Yun Qingyi seemed to be deep in thought. She glanced around and saw a particularly dilapidated house in the distance. The house was repaired better than all the houses she had passed.

What caught Yun Qingyi's attention was not the architecture of the house, but the rows of insects swarming out of it.

"What is that place?"

Yun Qingyi pointed to the house and asked everyone.

To everyone's surprise, the villagers looked terrified and said in trembling voices, "That's the house where that witch lived. Now it's full of demonic insects."

Where did those insects go?

Upon hearing this, the villagers fell silent, their faces filled with sorrow.

Finally, the clan chief came out and said to Yun Qingyi, "My lady, you'll understand once you come with us to see those children."

Although Yun Qingyi said that they didn't have to call them immortals, the clan leader and other villagers didn't dare to call them by their names directly like Aunt Zhang did.

The clan chief acted out of respect, while the other villagers acted more out of fear.

The group followed the clan chief into a spacious wooden house. Inside, there were small beds, and on the beds lay children with their eyes closed, emaciated and thin.

Yun Qingyi approached and carefully examined the children. Despite having made ample preparations, she couldn't help but frown when she saw them.

The children were covered in blackish-brown, cockroach-like insects, the same kind of insects I had seen when I passed by that room. The insects were systematically crawling from the children's eyes, noses, mouths, and necks down to their legs.

Then they crawl from one child to another, cycling like ants, until finally they crawl out of the room from the other side.

"Today is the first day of the month, and it's time for this kind of demonic insect to perform sacred rites for the children," the clan chief said.

"Those people call this kind of bug the fairy cockroach."