The whole world is forcing me to testify

The moonlight is like washing, and the cool breeze is blowing.

Hua Yi leaned in the courtyard, admiring the stars all over the sky, feeling quite comfortable.

It seemed a long time ago that he enjoyed the moonlight in such a peaceful mood last time, and at that time, he was accompanied by another person.

Not only did they appreciate the moonlight, but they also enjoyed a good show in which various sects came to the door without success.

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No matter when, as long as I think of some things I have spent with Tiandao, my mood always seems to improve.

Before he knew it, Tiandao had so many memories in common with him.

Thinking of the way of heaven, Hua Yi's originally calm mood became turbulent again.

Huayi sat upright unconsciously.

But thinking about why he reacted like this, he shook his head dumbfounded.

If the way of heaven is there, you must put on a tiger face and tell him that this sitting position is not acceptable.

But heaven is not there.

Hua Yi waved her hand, and a wooden table appeared out of nowhere in front of her eyes.A red xylophone is placed on the wooden table.

He fiddled with his slender fingers casually, and the clear sound of the piano poured out.

He stretched his muscles and bones, got up, put both hands on the piano, closed his eyes slightly, and started to play.

At this moment, there is no one under the moon, so Hua Yi doesn't need to have any cover.

The sound of the zither was so decisive that even the body of the zither trembled and hummed.

Tiandao stopped in his tracks.

The sound of the piano is so familiar, it seems to be the repertoire he has taught recently.

But this song is an ancient song preserved in his time and space, how did Hua Yi know about it?

Tiandao couldn't help but paused.

As soon as Hua closed her eyes, the rhythm of the music became more and more intense.

The fiddle with the fingertips also became faster and faster.

Hua Yi frowned slightly, at this moment his restless mood was reflected on the sound of the piano.

His heart was overwhelmed, because he finally remembered the picture that was deeply engraved in his mind and in his soul.

The hazy and indistinct figure, condescending and talking to him who was still in his infancy.

But that blurred shadow, no matter how hard he tried to widen his eyes at that time, he couldn't see it clearly.

Every time that vague figure appeared, it was bound to be accompanied by the chilling sound of the piano.

Hua Yi gave up exploring the appearance of that shadow, he just wanted to hear what that person was saying to him.

He tried his best, and finally, at the end of the dream, he seemed to hear clearly.

That vague figure was saying to him: "Live."

This is Huayi's first dream and also her last dream.

Hua has had the ability to remember things since he was born, and when he grows up, it is almost impossible to tell whether such a picture actually existed, or it just existed in his dreams.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

That blurred voice might be his parents, at least Hua Yi had hoped so.

But then he slowly let go of this expectation while waiting day after day.

That vague figure just irresponsibly dropped a sentence to survive, but never told him how a child should survive in this world.

No one is born with the ability to know the dangers of the human heart, and the same is true for Hua Yi.

He was fed by a farmer and lived to the age where he could speak, but he was discarded because he did not understand the rules of the world and exposed his strangeness.

After that, he started wandering, like so many refugees who couldn't eat.

The difference is that even if they are refugees, other children have parents, relatives, and friends, but he has nothing.

When he was eight years old, he followed the refugees to the capital.

After receiving alms from a kind person, he was blocked in an alley by another group of refugees.

At that time, Hua Yi didn't know what was different about him, he only knew that he seemed to be much hungry compared to ordinary people.

So he shared the bag of grain that the kind-hearted man gave him, and wanted to eat it with everyone.

But he didn't understand people's hearts, so the refugees who oppressed him were divided into two factions, vying for his food.

They fought for this, blood dripping from the fight.

These people wrestled together, exposing the ugliest side of human nature.

But they can't see, and don't know, their every move at the moment is being monitored.

It wasn't until people from the two factions beat each other to the brink of death that a dozen or so people in fine clothes came out of the alley.

This is the person who has been watching them all the time, and also the person who gave food to Hua Yi.

Hua Yi looked at the young man who walked in the front and was honored as the young master, with an indigo blue silver bag in his hand, raised his eyebrows proudly and said to the people around him: "Here, bad luck. These people are really trash. "

They are actually taking the lives of these refugees for fun.

Hua Yi was puzzled, and didn't understand how someone could take pleasure in other people's pain.

He watched helplessly as the boy bypassed everyone, walked up to him, bent down, raised his chin, and said to him: "It's pretty good, although I lost the bet. I didn't expect you to put Send food out, but people can be stupid, but they can't be bad, so it's good to keep it by your side."

"Would you like to follow me?"

At that time, Hua Yi didn't know the meaning behind the words "follow me", but the sticky feeling brought by the finger touching his cheek made him sick.

Hua Yi refused.

An eight-year-old child, facing the dignitaries, how can he refuse.

So the angry adults wanted to put him to death with an order.

Under the struggle, Hua Yi used an ability that even she didn't know.

The first person to hit him died.

Lying on the ground turned into a cold corpse, even he didn't know how it happened.

But this didn't stop everyone from looking at him, as if they were looking at a monster.

Even Hua Yi himself thought he was a monster.

The men fled the alley screaming.

Hua Yi also wanted to scream, but her throat was blocked by the salty liquid.

Tears splashed on the ground and rolled into balls of mud.

He didn't know how he stood up at that time, stepped over the horrific corpses, picked up the money bag on the ground, and then silently disappeared into the crowd.

After this happened, the city began to hunt for him.

Hua Yi also knows that she seems to have some kind of ability that is different from ordinary people.

He bought some dry food as early as that day, and then found a cave to hide.

There, relying on his ignorant instincts, he discovered his abnormalities.

He began to learn to use these abilities.

And the first spell that Hua Yi learned was to change appearance.

After that, regardless of the vicissitudes of life and the changes in the world, this is the technique he uses the most.

Hua Yi, who learned how to change appearance, left the capital soon.

He walked and searched all the way, and finally arrived at Lin'an.

Here, for the first time in his life, he felt a little sense of belonging.

He knew that there are still monks in this world, and there is another world called Immortal World.

He also knew that when he was born, he retained the power of a demigod.

Hua Yi has lived in Lin'an since then, and it has been so many years in a flash.

At first he thought he had got rid of those pasts, but the nightmare still haunted him.

Hua Yi frowned, his body just recovered, because he was thinking wildly, and his blood was surging.

Clutching his chest, he tried his best to support himself and sat down cross-legged, and began to exercise and adjust his breath.

Tiandao couldn't help but took a step forward. Although he was far away, just by looking at Hua Yi's expression, he could tell that his situation was not good.

It's just that before he stepped out, he saw a young man rushing out with two wine jugs in his hand.

The boy Tiandao met, it was one of Hua Yi's disciples, named Yu Chenfeng.

It was the one who gave him a handful of peanut candy last time.

The young man didn't care about the wine in his hand anymore, he threw the wine randomly on the ground beside him, squatted beside Hua Yi anxiously, looked up at Hua Yi, his face was full of concern.

Hua Yi had already suppressed the surge of true energy in his body, opened his eyes and saw his disciple, subconsciously smiled at him.

Tiandao covered his chest, and began to feel stuffy again.

He watched Yu Chenfeng hold Huayi into the house as if he was a treasure, then turned and left.

On the second day, Yu Chenfeng gathered a group of people early in the morning, each picked up a guy, and rushed to the foot of Qingyu Mountain in a high-spirited manner.

Mu Mu was also in the team, she frowned, tugged Zhu Yao's sleeve worriedly, and asked him in a low voice: "Why do we bother them, Hua Yi clearly told us to practice hard and not cause trouble."

Zhu Yao patted her hand reassuringly, and said, "It is because of Master that we have come to this point. Master saved you and showed me a clear way, saying that my reborn parents didn't do it for me. But now he was bullied by Tiandao and made him go crazy, we have to help him seek justice even if we risk our lives, otherwise are we still human?"

"But - we don't have any evidence." Mumu frowned, still feeling a little inappropriate.

Zhu Yao: "Who else is it if it is not Tiandao? You want to use our master's skill, not to mention Lin'an, but the whole continent, who else can hurt him except Tiandao?"

Mu Mu felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell, so she could only follow the crowd.

They soon arrived at the foot of Qingyu Mountain.

Zhu Yao had the most energy in his heart, stood still with both feet, put his hands on his cheeks, sank into his dantian, and shouted loudly: "You little boy from Qingyu Mountain, get out!"

This sound was packed with strength, like dense water waves rising layer by layer, all the way to the peak, and even the trees on the mountain trembled.

The disciples on the top of the mountain were doing their morning self-study, and they were all startled when they heard the sudden loud noise.

Zhuang Hai was the first to stand up, telling everyone not to panic.

He frowned and listened carefully, and found that the voice was still somewhat familiar.

"Is it Zhu Yao?"

Some people heard it too.

It's just that although Zhu Yao is no longer in Qing Yushan, he has not turned against them, so why is he so provocative all of a sudden?

Zhuang Hai thought for a while, and said: "Before Lord Tiandao comes, let's go down and have a look, don't let this matter disturb you."

Everyone has endured too many adults' moodiness these days, and another test paper is unbearable.

Thinking of this, everyone shuddered, and immediately packed up and followed Zhuang Hai down the mountain.