A simple room. The woman in white sat on the edge of the bed, caressing the bamboo flute in her hand, her eyes full of soft affection. Raise her hand, close her eyes, and a song slowly plays from her lips...

The sound of the crisp flute is melodious, tactful like water, gurgling and flowing, and it is in a trance. In the meantime, the sound and color moved, sometimes high and sometimes low, and it seemed to be a drizzle, lamenting in the rain, and making people dying. Suddenly, the sound of the flute turned sharply lower, either urgent or slow, sad and mournful, grief-stricken, like a woman's endless cry in the dark, touching and tear-inducing.

The big ghost and the little ghost looked at the wooden house quietly, their faces moved, and their hearts were sad. The fairy began to play again, and since she came here, she has been playing the same flute every day except looking at the furnishings of the house in a daze. I don't know what's nice about that room, and it's uncomfortable for me to listen to. Still looking at the cabin, the imp muttered.

"What do you know!" said the big ghost with a calm face, turned around with an umbrella, and walked backwards.

The little ghost looked at the big ghost's reaction, a little confused, but he still couldn't help but shout: "Eh, where are you going, big ghost?"

"It's cold, I have to get some firewood for the fairy. The big ghost replied with a blank face.

"Oh, wait for me, I'll go too. When the imp heard this, he happily chased after him.

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He Yu stepped on the golden Xuanlun, and as soon as he stopped floating in front of the open space behind the mountain behind Luoyan Peak, he couldn't wait to rush to the main hall. As soon as he reached the main hall, he swept up close to the scattered broken walls and rubble, full of self-blame and anger. What's going on? Could it be that he came back late, and the demons have already rushed out of the tower? No, if the demons came out of the tower, how could he not feel the breath of the demons around him along the way...

Nearby, a man who was cleaning looked up at He Yu, hurriedly ran over, and said happily: "He Yu, you are finally back." ”

He Yu turned around, and was about to ask the doubts in his heart, but when he saw the man's eyes immediately frightened, he took a few steps back, looked at him from a distance and said, "You, your eyes..."

"Senior Brother Zhou, don't be afraid. He instinctively lowered his eyes, avoiding the man's frightened gaze, and secretly said to himself that it was fortunate that he had covered his hair with a cloth beforehand, otherwise he would have been even more frightened! But before he could explain anything, he saw the brothers and sisters who were cleaning all over in front of him running over. Although they looked at each other, he could clearly and unsurprisingly see the fear and hostility in their eyes.

The voices of discussion and boiling sound sounded one after another...

"He, how could He Yu's eyes turn red, could it be that he went mad!"

"No way, He Yu didn't practice any magic skills. Besides, didn't you also listen to the boss, he just went to handle some trivial things for the boss, so how could he suddenly become a red-eyed monster?"

"Yes!

"And, I've heard that this red eye only belongs to the demon clan. So..."

"So what?"

"So, he is definitely not Heyu, he is the incarnation of a demon. ”

“.....”

Rao is He Yu was prepared halfway, but his heart was still full of discomfort. These people are not so much the same people who get along with He Yu day and night, playmates from childhood to adulthood, but more appropriate to say that they are his relatives. He shook his head and thought that if he was standing among them at this time and saw a red-eyed junior disciple from the same door, he might not be much different from them, so it was normal for them to have this reaction. Hey, looking at their appearance, the explanation is useless for the time being, not to mention that he is also full of confusion and unclear explanation of this mutation. Forget it, it's important to discuss with the boss.

He Yu turned around and was just about to step into the temple door, but he didn't know who was behind him and shouted: "Quick, you must not let the demon enter the palace." Then his companions, no less than twenty in front of him, surrounded him. Then I heard the man continue: "Everyone hurry up and try to catch him, so that he can be handed over to the master, and don't let him escape." ”

At this time, He Yu saw clearly the person who spoke - it was his senior brother Feng who had respected him very much. It is said that this man surnamed Feng was originally the leader among the few young talents in Ye Jianmen, and he can be said to be loved by all the people in the sect (including He Yu), and the head of the sect is loved by the uncle. No, as He Yu gradually revealed his amazing talent for cultivation, the head of the sect gradually began to pay attention to him, and in the end, he even personally instructed and taught the method. And all the love in the door fell on its side. As a result, he collapsed, and the boss never looked at him anymore from the occasional reminder and encouragement at the beginning. Later, he gradually degenerated, and his cultivation stopped again, gradually degenerating into the mediocrity he has today. So when you see this today, don't you take the opportunity to relieve your hatred?

Everyone pounced, and in the chaos, someone suddenly lifted the cloth towel from He Yu's head, revealing all the red and black ink hair. He was stunned on the spot, and in a trance, he only heard someone laugh and shout: "Look, it's really a demon, and he still wants to use this silk scarf to cover his hair and fool his eyes." The next moment, no one suspected that he was a monster, and they all rushed to greet him.

The fists rained down and formed an impenetrable iron net, enveloping He Yu fiercely inside. There is no lack of deliberate evil. However, this outward pain was far less than one-tenth of the shock and pain in his heart, and the unbelief in his heart.

He was straight, withstanding punches and kicks from all over the place, and looked ahead. Vaguely, it seemed that someone wanted to push him to his knees. Someone tied him with a rope. Someone scolded him with a wicked smile on his face, and the demon deserved to die... He slowly clenched his fingers, but he didn't want to admit that these people who were looking at him with fierce eyes and sneering evilly were his fellow disciples and brothers who used to respect and protect each other, those playmates who were like relatives.

And his body reacted uncontrollably. But seeing that the red light of his whole body exploded, and his eyes were blood-red, he instantly shook everyone to the ground and wailed.

He woke up to his senses, and stretched out his hand to help them up, but everyone seemed to see the most terrible demon in the world, and their eyes showed infinite horror, and they crawled back in a hurry.

At this moment, there was a sound behind him. Hundreds of brothers poured out of the main hall door, and they stood on his left and right sides in a line. In front of the door of the hall stood a man with half-white hair, a thin face, and bright eyes, and a middle-aged man with a round face.

He Yu was overjoyed, "Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi." But as soon as he ran two steps, he was blocked by the two senior brothers in front of him with swords.

"Who is in front of the hall? An dared to pretend to be a disciple of my peak and try to sneak into my hall. After the battle of our gate, when the main hall is reorganized, can you be allowed to come and go freely?" The lean man took the lead, coldly.

Why is it that even the master is like this, is it because of the change in a person's appearance that he vetoes everything about him?

was hit hard, his face turned pale, and he said weakly: "Uncle, I."

Don't you all know me?"

"Bold demon, hurt my peak disciple without saying anything, still speak out of the devil, unrepentant. Behold how I have cured thee today. The man raised his hand

Fu Chen didn't ask why, but when he saw that he was about to jump over, the round-faced man beside him grabbed him and muttered, "You said that you are He Yu, but you have red hair and bloody eyes, why is this? And what evidence do you have that you are not a demon, but a human?"

He Yu thought for a while and said: "Uncle Shi, He Yu grew up in Luoyan Peak, and since he was a child, he heard the head of the family say that there is a Xuantian mirror in the Cangyue Cave in the mountain behind my peak, which can make all things appear their prototypes, as long as you take me into the cave to take a photo, you will know whether I am a demon or a human." As for the red-haired and bloody eyes, He Yu was also full of confusion, and he hoped that Uncle Shi would let me meet the head of the house and come one by one. ”

"This—" The round-faced man's face seemed to waver, but it was more of a hesitation.

This is undoubtedly the best way to verify him, but why should Uncle Shi hesitate? Could it be that there is something wrong with the Xuantian Mirror? Or is it just a legend that the head of the family has seen that he likes to listen to stories since he was a child, and he deliberately used it to coax him... But no, the head of the family has always been strict in his actions, and he is even more strict with him, how can he make up stories to make him happy. His mind was a mess.

"Senior brother, you don't want to listen to his nonsense. The thin man's eyes swept towards He Yu, his eyes revealing a strangeness that He Yu had never seen before, and said, "The demon looks at the move." After speaking, I didn't see how the man moved, only a white light spread in front of him, and the man who appeared in his turn was as fast as lightning, and the dust in his hand swept towards him ruthlessly.

He Yu's heart trembled, his body was like a big peng spreading his wings, and he quickly retreated: "Uncle Shi, I am really He Yu, you believe me..." This is to arrest him, and it is to put him to death!!

He Yu was shocked and dodged again and again, but he was finally unwilling to hurt him. No, he has to see the master. It seems that only the head of the family has the law to prove his identity and believe in him. With this only hope, He Yu took advantage of the gap and flew towards the main hall. However, the figure chasing behind him was one step ahead of him, and angrily slashed at him with a palm. "Poof..." He Yu spat out a crimson mouth, fell into the air, and immediately fell not far in front of the round-faced man.

Seeing that the man raised his palm and was about to slash at him again, the round-faced man suddenly flew up and slapped his palm, and he took the man's palm force alive. After a "bang" sounded as if it had been deliberately suppressed, the two of them took half a step back together, and the light of the man's body was extinguished. I only heard that the round-faced man's face was slightly pale, and he said without a wave: "Senior brother, killing this demon with bare hands like this may insult the reputation of Ye Jianmen, everything should be sent out after the head of the sect is out!"

"Senior brother, if you do this, you should know that there will be endless troubles!" the man said indignantly, and walked away.

Everyone was stunned, and they didn't know why this beloved and respected uncle would protect such a demon, and they also had an argument with their uncle. But no one dared to ask more questions about this wave of anger.

"Someone, take this demon down and lock him up in the back mountain. ”

The disciples on both sides received the order and immediately set him up mercilessly. He swept past these once acquainted companions and the round-faced man who ordered in front of him, and let them throw him into the cell in the back mountain, with nothing but helplessness in his heart.