The illusion of Huiguangzhu appeared again, and Hua Shi was looking forward to seeing Liu Qishuang of the past again. However, Fang Wei was surprised and didn't understand why Huiguangzhu had a reaction.
He knew that the Huiguang Pearl would only show what he experienced when he was "Liu Qishuang", but he remembered very clearly that he had never been here when he was Liu Qishuang. He had lived here a long time ago, so long ago that he didn't even have the identity of "Liu Qishuang" at that time.
But what is going on with Hui Guangzhu’s reaction now?
Could it be that even a heavenly spiritual being could make mistakes? Or was there something wrong with his memory?
Fang Wei watched the fog slowly dissipate, revealing a familiar cave secret passage, but not as dilapidated as it is now. In the distance, there seemed to be a thin figure walking towards him from a distance illuminated by the light of the night pearl.
Fang Wei's heart suddenly tightened, and she understood why the Huiguangzhu reacted.
That was a memory he almost didn't want to remember -
At this point he had no way to stop Hua Shi from looking at this memory. He could only remain silent, his eyes fixed on the figure in the distance, his thoughts unconsciously falling into memories.
"Who is that?" Hua Shi also noticed the small figure. He took two steps forward and was about to walk towards the figure, but soon turned back and looked around, "Shouldn't the person I'm looking at be Liu Qishuang?"
The system ignored his words. Hua Shi asked twice but received no response. He cherished these short five minutes and hurried towards the small figure. Although he didn't know where Liu Qishuang was, he was still prepared to find out what the current situation was.
The figure in front was also walking towards this side, but his steps were very slow, as if he was injured, and even his steps were shaky. Hua Shi approached the man and found that he was just a child who looked only about ten years old. He was wearing tattered clothes like a beggar, and his little face was covered with mud and dust. He couldn't see what he looked like, only his big, round eyes were particularly clear.
Hua Shi's previous judgment was correct. He was indeed injured. His arm was covered in blood. Large patches of dark red blood soaked into his clothes and continued to drip onto the ground along his fingertips. However, he seemed to feel nothing. He gritted his teeth and kept walking forward while dragging his injured arm.
"This guy..." Even though he knew it was an illusion, seeing such a skinny little guy appearing before his eyes, Hua Shi couldn't help but feel worried: "Doesn't he need to treat his wounds first?"
Soon Hua Shi realized that he had said nonsense, because just as the child walked deeper into the secret passage, there were shouts from behind, followed by several tall men dressed in foreign costumes walking towards this side while talking. Hua Shi could not understand what they were saying. It seemed to be a very ancient language. Hua Shi listened hard for a long time before he could barely judge that there were words like "stop", "disturb", and "don't go any further" in their words. It seemed that it was these guys who forced the injured child to keep on traveling.
Hua Shi continued to watch and asked in surprise, "What on earth did this kid do? Are they going to take him away?"
While he was speaking, the people who had been chasing him had already caught up.
The child didn't have much physical strength to begin with, and now he was injured. He had no room to resist as he watched people chasing him.
What's more, the child had already reached the end of the secret passage, which was where Zhonghua Shi was now in reality, the closed stone chamber.
There was a cold stone wall in front of them, and there was no way for the child to escape even if he wanted to.
"He's going to be caught!" Hua Shi stared at the child's movements closely and looked like he could hardly help but cheer for the child, hoping that he could escape as soon as possible.
The child naturally could not hear or see Hua Shi. After he came to the end of the secret passage, it was clear that there was no way forward and he was about to be caught. But for some reason he did not show a look of despair. On the contrary, he seemed to be relieved when he looked at the cold stone wall in front of him. Then he turned around to look at the people chasing him, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and finally he sat down in front of the stone wall.
Hua Shi was stunned: "Isn't this guy going to run away? What will happen if he is caught? Does he want to die?"
Fang Wei was not as surprised as Hua Shi, because he knew what would happen next. He knew that the child would not die, but would have new opportunities.
But looking back at that experience today, I don’t know whether it was good or bad.
Looking at what happened in the past from this perspective for the first time, Fang Wei felt fresh in her heart, but couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic.
In the Huiguangzhu illusion, the child did not really sit there and wait for death after sitting down. He lowered his head and searched for something in his pocket.
Hua Shi originally thought that with the boy's appearance, he wouldn't be able to find anything useful even if he searched, but he soon found out that his idea was wrong, because the child was dressed like a beggar for some reason, but he found an extremely exquisite jade pendant in his arms.
The jade pendant had a beautiful luster, something Hua Shi had never seen before. Hua Shi had been used to a life of luxury for the past year. In the first half of the year, he was the pampered young master of the Hua family. In the second half of the year, although he worked and practiced every day and was occasionally beaten half to death by his master, no matter what, thanks to the old fox Xuan Shuzhi, Xuanling Pavilion was indeed one of the richest sects in Xuanqing Continent. So even if he did menial tasks every day, as the disciple of the Pavilion Master, he lived a very good life and could be considered knowledgeable.
But even Hua Shi, who was used to seeing rare treasures, couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the jade pendant in the hands of this unknown child.
"What treasure is this?"
He paused, and became even more curious: how could such an apparently extremely precious thing appear in the possession of a child in his early teens?
He was still staring at the child's actions, and before he could finish being surprised, he saw that the child seemed to have no idea how to cherish the treasure, and threw the jade pendant in front of the stone gate without any manners.
The sound of the jade pendant hitting the ground was still clear enough when it came from the other side of the illusion after so many years. Hua Shi couldn't help but lean over to take a look, wondering if the thing would be broken.
While Hua Shi was still concerned about the jade pendant, the child sitting on the ground suddenly stood up, brushed off the dust on his body, and straightened his clothes. He was obviously a child, but for some reason his demeanor was like that of an adult. Then he took a deep breath, knelt down facing the dark and closed wall, and kowtowed heavily.
Hua Shi was standing towards the wall at this time. He stood there in a daze. Although there was a heavy illusion between them, it seemed as if the child kowtowed to him hard.
Hua Shi felt as if he was burned by the scorching gaze of the child who raised his head. He instinctively wanted to help the person up, but halfway through he remembered that the person was not actually kneeling to him, and he had no way to help the person up. He stood there for a moment, then remembered that he seemed to be taking advantage of the person, so he quickly moved to the side, revealing the wall behind him.
And it was because of this action that Hua Shi noticed that there were many strange patterns on the wall behind him. Different from the words on the walls along the way, what was engraved on this wall was obviously some kind of spell-like thing. There was also dark purple light flowing in many places on it, and it seemed to contain unknown power.
These spells did not exist on that wall in reality. Hua Shi remembered that when he was driven into the stone chamber by that strange man, he carefully observed the layout of the stone chamber. If there were such obvious spells, he would definitely be able to see them, but he remembered that the wall was empty and there was nothing on it.
Why were there no spells on the stone walls later? Did someone deliberately erase them, or did the spells simply disappear because of the passage of time?
Hua Shi frowned in thought, and after the child kowtowed, he immediately stood up, straightened his back, and shouted towards the stone wall: "Lord Saint! This is a relic left by our ancestors. It allows me to freely enter and exit the ancient clan's forbidden area. I have no other requests, I just want to see Lord Saint!"
"Sir Holy Son, if you can hear me, please respond to my request!"
The child stared at the wall covered with spells, with expectation and worry struggling in his eyes. After he said this, he bowed his head again, and his forehead hit the ground heavily. The sound of the impact echoed in the stone chamber.
He seemed to feel no pain at all, and continued to repeat what he had just said: "Please, Lord Saint, please see me!"
Hua Shi felt a severe headache when he heard the sound of him kowtowing. He couldn't help rubbing his forehead as he watched this scene, muttering, "Who is this Holy Son?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the people who had been chasing him had already reached the child. They saw the jade pendant in front of the child and heard what the child said. Several tall and strong people from the ancient tribe had ugly expressions on their faces, and they all stepped forward to drag the child, wanting to take him away from here.
However, the child refused to leave and kept calling the "Holy Son". He even hugged the person next to him and bit his thigh hard during the struggle.
The man's face turned pale and he raised his hand to hit the child in the face.
However, in the midst of this chaos, the halo on the stone wall in front suddenly changed, and then a crack appeared in the originally cold and solid stone wall. This movement naturally attracted everyone's attention, including Hua Shi who was watching the show nearby.
The stone wall opened up, and a hazy and soft light shone through it. In this almost gentle light, a figure dressed in gorgeous red and white clothes walked out.
That was also a child.
He had snow-white, translucent skin, and deep, distinct eyes that seemed to contain the darkest darkness of the night. His long hair was tied up in a complicated bun, and his robe trailed behind him, nearly three feet long. He walked slowly from the center of the light, and was as beautiful as an ice doll, so beautiful that anyone who saw him would be speechless.
Hua Shi recognized him almost immediately upon seeing him. He opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Liu Qishuang!"
It was Liu Qishuang. Although she had changed a lot compared to later years, and her ethereal temperament had also changed a lot, but this was indeed Liu Qishuang as a child.
Hua Shi waited for a long time and finally met the person he wanted to see, although now it seems that the era of the scenes he saw seems to be a little different from what he imagined.
He didn't expect that he could actually see Liu Qishuang's childhood appearance.
At this time, the "Son of God" in the illusion lowered his eyebrows slightly and finally came in front of the child.
Several tall men from the ancient tribe seemed to want to drag the person away again, but because of the appearance of the Son of God, they were unable to move immediately and could only stand there stiffly with ugly expressions.
"Holy Son!" The child raised his head, his face full of joy. He stared at the Holy Son in front of him who seemed to be free from the smell of fireworks, and said excitedly, "Holy Son! I am serving you on the orders of my elders. Please let me stay with you. In the future, I will work like a slave for you! I will do my best to protect you!"
As he spoke, he remembered something, bent down, found the jade pendant he had just thrown away, and handed it to the Son of God.
He still maintained a kneeling posture, so even though the young Son of God was not taller than him, he was still looking down at him.
The Holy Son looked at the jade pendant.
After a long silence, the Holy Son took the jade pendant from the child. His expression remained unchanged. He just asked in a normal tone, "What's your name?"
Although these words were simple, when they came out of his mouth, there was an aura that seemed to be born to make people want to submit to him.
The young man heard the Saint's response, but he was not afraid. On the contrary, he looked very happy. He grinned at the Saint and said, "My name is Liu Qishuang."
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