The villagers of Dashui Village, after three days of effort, finally caught over a hundred rats.
With large amounts of soybeans stuffed inside, the screams of 'squeak, squeak' could be heard day and night.
Some rats, before even being released, had already bitten their own kind to death.
"They're coming, they're coming, the rat horde is here!"
Yun Erman, riding his chestnut horse, hurried into the village.
The village chief, like a general commanding from the front lines, led the villagers to guard the fields.
A row of cages was placed at the edge of the fields.
As soon as the village chief gave the order, the cages would be opened and the rats released to defend against the invasion of the 'rat army'.
A group of young boys was incredibly excited.
They had never seen rats fight amongst themselves before.
This was much more interesting than fighting crickets or roosters.
Fu Daqiang looked at the village chief with a worried expression, "Village... Village Chief, will this method work?"
"Shut up!"
Before the village chief could speak, Du Laosan, with red eyes, angrily rebuked, "Little Tianbao is the living Bodhisattva of our village. Don't you even believe in the Bodhisattva?"
Fu Daqiang: "......"
That's not what I meant!
They heard the rat horde was fierce and as numerous as ox hair.
Could their hundred-plus rats deal with them?
Even if their combat power was amazing, they were outnumbered and the odds were stacked against them!
Old Man Yun stood tall, full of confidence.
He knew his daughter wasn't a Bodhisattva, but she was full of clever ideas.
Not to mention their family was almost out of poverty.
And the various unbelievable things that happened during their escape from famine had only made Old Man Yun more certain that his daughter was a little lucky star.
So many soybeans, how did Little Tianbao manage to move them all into the granary?
It must have been the Bodhisattva's help!
Just then, from the grass ahead, a terrifying 'squeak, squeak' sound was heard.
All the villagers panicked and instinctively took a step back.
The village chief narrowed his eyes, trying his best to remain calm and composed.
Suddenly, two large grey rats darted out and leaped directly onto the village chief's chest.
"Village Chief!" Old Man Yun exclaimed.
"Quick... quickly release the rats!" The village chief swatted the rats off his chest and kicked a cage open.
The villagers were shocked and quickly opened the cages at their feet.
The ferocious 'soybean rats' regained their freedom and madly bit their own kind on sight.
Groups of large rats emerged from the grass.
Their fur was shiny, their sharp teeth bared, and in an instant, they surrounded the villagers and the soybean rats.
Old Man Yun swung his hoe and took the lead.
Yun Daman and Yun Erman were not to be outdone, wielding their sickle knives.
After a few rounds, they were covered in blood and surrounded by corpses.
The soybean rats fought more bravely, and one of them took a bite out of Du Laosan's toe.
"Ahhh! This beast, why are you biting our own people?" Du Laosan cursed.
Fu Daqiang was so happy he almost collapsed, "Hahaha, serves you right, who told you not to lend me soy sauce."
Bite you to death, you stingy ghost!
Little Xi Tian, riding Snow Spirit, rushed out from the Yun family's main house.
She had a Danxia-colored cape tied to her shoulder and a spatula in her hand.
With a tender voice, she shouted, "Kill the rats!"
"Hmph, little village brat, you're so childish!" an discordant voice called out.
Little Xi Tian blinked her big eyes and turned to look.
She saw Xiao Jinheng from next door riding his big black dog, looking at her with disdain.
Little Xi Tian twitched her mouth.
Good heavens!
You've learned to ride a dog too?
"You... you're the one who's childish!" Little Xi Tian retorted.
Xiao Jinheng curled his lips, looking at the spatula in her hand, and said disdainfully, "Can that thing of yours kill rats?"
What a joke!
He took out a rolling pin from his embrace and waved it in front of Little Xi Tian, "This is the real rat-killing weapon!~"
Little Xi Tian: "......"
She felt it was not as useful as her spatula.
Zhao Guihua chased after her, "Oh my, Little Tianbao, why did you run out again? Don't get bitten by a rat!"
Saying that, Zhao Guihua bent down to pick her up.
"No, kill the rats!~"
"Snow Spirit, go!"
The big white dog pawed the ground, and with a 'whoosh', it charged forward.
Zhao Guihua stomped her feet anxiously, "Tian, Tianbao, come back!"
Seeing this, Xiao Jinheng grabbed the dog's fur, "Big Black, chase after them!"
How could he be outdone by that little village brat?
The big black dog let out a 'woof' and shot forward like an arrow from a bow.
Granny Jin rushed out, "Oh dear, little ancestor, don't cause any more trouble!"
Zhao Guihua gave her a helpless look, her face filled with understanding and sympathy.
And so, another spectacle appeared in Dashui Village.
Two large dogs, one black and one white, carried two little babies, galloping across the fields.
Even more amusingly, the little girl held a shiny spatula in her hand, and the little boy carried a rolling pin.
They looked like great marshals leading a million troops, awe-inspiring and astonishing.
Little Xi Tian ran to the 'front lines' and took out a piece of cloth from her small satchel, pressing it to her nose.
"Cover your nose!~" she called out crisply.
Old Man Yun almost fainted when he saw this, "Oh dear, my little daughter, why are you here?"
Little Xi Tian looked solemn, "Cover your nose, kill the rats!~"
Old Man Yun didn't understand what she meant, but he still told everyone to cover their noses.
Even Xiao Jinheng took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose.
The entire field was filled with large rats, and the hillside was a terrifying expanse of 'squeak, squeak'.
The soybean rats were completely annihilated.
They fought tenaciously, one against ten, brave and steadfast.
But they couldn't withstand the relentless attacks of the rat army and finally fell.
Little Xi Tian, lying on Snow Spirit's back, kept her eyes closed.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew from the horizon, and a pungent smell filled the air.
A cloud of mist drifted over, covering the rats on the hillside and in the fields.
Instantly, tragic screams echoed through the sky.
The rat army turned to flee, but the wisp of mist seemed to have eyes and pursued them relentlessly.
As long as the rats inhaled it, they would convulse and die instantly.
The villagers were dumbfounded.
They had lived for so long and had never seen anything so absurd.
Could it be... a Bodhisattva's divine intervention?
The horde of rats was no match for the mist.
Soon, the terrifying, anxious, and unsettling rat disaster was completely quelled.
The crops of Dashui Village were unharmed, although some villagers had sustained minor injuries.
The village chief, looking at the dead rats covering the mountains and fields, trembled with excitement, "The rats... all the rats are dead?"
"Village Chief, we are saved, and the crops are preserved!"
"Hahaha, that's great, it's like heaven itself is helping us!"
"Helping us? This is clearly Little Tianbao's credit!"
And so, a certain sweet treasure instantly became the 'little star' of Dashui Village.
It was almost as if people were lining up to ask for her autograph and take pictures.
"Old Man Yun, you've raised a good daughter!"
"This Little Tianbao will surely achieve great things when she grows up."
"She is the hope of our entire village!"
Little Xi Tian: "......"
To eliminate those rats, she had used a large amount of rat poison.
That vast expanse of white mist was the rat poison condensed.
"Tired!~" Little Xi Tian yawned.
She wanted to go home and sleep.
As soon as she turned the dog's head, Xiao Jinheng blocked her path...