The whole world is forcing me to testify

Tiandao realized that the person behind him was not following, his heart froze, and he turned back immediately.

The sound of pushing the door was a bit loud, disturbing Hua Yi who was looking at something.

"Hey, He Yi left a cloth note for the school."

Hua Yi handed over the cloth strip.

Tiandao took it, and scanned the words on the cloth at a glance. He didn't know He Yi's handwriting, and only saw the content as an ordinary letter of leave.

Putting aside the question of whether the letter was written by someone else, Tiandao frowned and asked in doubt: "Is it too coincidental? How did He Yi know that we would come here and see this letter again?"

"I was thinking about this question before you came in, but you just pushed the door in a hurry and woke me up."

When it came to pushing the door in a hurry, a suspicious blush appeared on Tiandao's face. Out of a guilty conscience, he asked loudly: "What did you think of?"

Hua Yi glanced at him in surprise, but quickly turned his attention back to He Yi's matter.

"I was thinking that maybe he just wrote the letter and wanted to give it to us, but something very urgent happened and he hurried out the door."

He pointed to the bed: "When I left, the bed was in a mess, and the quilt was not folded in time."

Following Hua Yi's train of thought, Tiandao added: "There are two locks outside the courtyard, but the door of the house is just closed. It really seemed to be in a hurry. I remembered that I hadn't locked the door, but I didn't have time to turn back, so I went Locked two doors on the outside as a remedy."

"Well, it seems that this is the greatest possibility at present."

"Then now we only need to take this cloth strip back and let someone who knows his handwriting discern it, and then we can determine whether this cloth strip is fake."

They searched the house again, and after confirming that they did not miss any clues, the two immediately returned to the palace.

Although He Yi didn't leave much impression on the masters, he was diligent and could turn in the assigned homework on time every time.

Compare the handwriting on the cloth with the homework to confirm that the cloth is written by me.

According to his cloth note, he asked for leave because Zhuangzi suddenly had a lot of work, and he had to watch it.

"Zhuangzi? Do you know what this He Yi does for a living?"

Hua Yi glanced over, and a group of people lowered their heads one by one.

"I have learned form, but I have not learned God at all."

Leaving behind an inexplicable sentence, Hua went to ask classmate He Yi one by one.

Uncharacteristically, Tiandao didn't follow behind, but raised his chin, with a suspicious smile on the corner of his mouth. If he had to describe it, it would be a little beating.

The few people present didn't have the guts, most of all, they didn't have the strength to beat Tiandao, so they could only show just the right amount of doubt on their faces.

Tiandao shook his head, and the final sound of each word rose: "Do you understand what Hua Yi means?"

Several people shook their heads in unison.

Tiandao became more and more proud: "You guys, you only learned the form when I taught you, but you didn't understand my hard work for you at all. You must be full of love and responsibility for every student, understand?"

It wasn't until Tiandao's figure completely disappeared from the field of vision that several people looked at each other and murmured: "Is he showing off?"

Someone who felt that he had been praised quickly clung to Hua Yi's side, and happened to hear Hua Yi asking for a key clue.

"Is He Yi working in the Yizhuang?"

The disciple standing across from Hua Yi flinched in shock from Hua Yi's serious appearance, and nodded hesitantly.

Hua turned around and looked at Tiandao, Tiandao understood instantly.

If He Yichang had been waiting at the inn, it would not be surprising that he had the smell of corpses on him.Ordinary people may not be able to smell it, but when he and the flowers smell it, it is particularly pungent.

So the two of them relaxed a little, maybe He Yi didn't fall into some terrifying conspiracy at this moment.

After asking where the post house was, Hua Yi and Tiandao didn't stay for a moment, and rushed to the post house again.

They didn't encounter any strange things on the road, and arrived at the Yizhuang smoothly. The two of them saw the man leaning against the door with his neck tilted, his head from time to time, sleeping soundly like a chicken pecking at rice.

Other than that, there was no one else in Yizhuang, and the man in front of him was probably He Yi.

The man was a little sleepy when he was woken up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw two handsome men standing in front of him. He tilted his neck up to barely see the thinner man's face. For some reason, his facial features were clearly above average. He smiled slightly, It made him feel that the colors in his sight were brighter.

"I, I'm He Yi, who are you?"

He Yi stood up, belatedly becoming vigilant.

This remote area in the backcountry was specially used to hold corpses. It didn't look like a place where these two would set foot, not to mention that he could be called by his name as soon as he came up.

"Did you forget? We are barely your master."

Seeing He Yi alive and kicking, Hua Yi put her heart back into her stomach, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

They performed surgery, and ordinary people will soon forget their faces when they see them. It is normal for He Yi not to remember.

Fortunately, He Yi was not stupid. After being reminded by Hua Yi, he quickly remembered how he was attracted to sign up to learn magic.

Memories flashed past his eyes like a revolving lantern, and when he looked at the two of them again, He Yi's eyes were filled with fear mixed with longing, as well as a hint of excitement.

"I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, please punish me!"

He Yi took a peek at Hua Yi, and whispered, "The two of you are here—could it be that I did something wrong?"

Hua Yi really wanted to say "yes", but seeing He Yi's face about to faint, he kindly explained: "You haven't come for a few days, the master in the school is very worried, knowing that you are here, Let's come and have a look."

Only then did He Yi remember the leave letter he hadn't handed in, and blushed and scratched the back of his head.

"Sure enough, it's my fault, but I definitely didn't do it on purpose. In the past few days, a lot of unowned corpses have suddenly come to the Yizhuang. Someone must stay here and count them before cremating them."

"Then why are you asleep?" Hua Yi teased He Yi with a smile.

As expected, He Yi was even more flustered, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, he hesitated for a while, and then shrugged his shoulders in frustration: "Although I've been in this business for a long time, I've always... been afraid of ghosts. The corpses delivered in the past few days are horrific, as if they have been drained of blood, I, I dare not close my eyes at night... I just couldn't hold it anymore, so..."

Tiandao and Hua looked at each other, knowing that Hua Yi also noticed something was wrong.

"Can we go in and see?"

He Yi was taken aback for a moment, then became ecstatic.

How could he have forgotten that the two standing in front of him were great immortals!Isn't it easy to drive out a ghost?

"Yes, yes, yes." He Yi hurriedly responded, pushed open the door of Yizhuang sideways, and led Hua Yi and Tiandao in.

A lot of bamboo charcoal was piled up at the four corners of the thatched cottage, so there was only a faint smell of corpses wafting from the room.

Hua Yi walked to the corpse closest to him, and stretched out his hand to lift off the straw mat.

Under the straw mat was a withered corpse, judging by the length of the joints, it was an adult.

Hua Yi pursed her lips, and then lifted several straw mats one after another.

It's no wonder that He Yi thought that these people were drained of blood to death.These corpses were of the stature of adults, but there was almost only a layer of brown wrinkled skin attached to the skinny bones. The eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the cloudy eyeballs were kept open until death, and the death was very painful.

"These people died after being drained of their spiritual energy." Tiandao said in a low voice.