"We live in this world, there are too many puzzles that have not been solved, whether there are gods and demons in the world seems to be a great eternal topic of human development to this day, scientists devote themselves to using science to prove that the hand of God is just a product of the Big Bang, but one after another has become a new god, philosophers debate the idealistic materialism that has not stopped for thousands of years, whether the human mind can really create something that we do not know? In short, human beings ask one question after another, trying their best to make their own confusion reasonable, after all, as the highest ruler in this world, there is always a fear that he is just an NPC in someone else's game. ”

Yan He closed his diary, saying that it was a diary, but rather a record book of his emancipation. Not long after the college entrance examination, he finally escaped the shackles of the demon of politics, and he no longer had to worry about which Dafa was better, socialism or capitalism, and he could only think about things and things every day in his idle days, and then write and draw in his diary.

Yes, that's right, he, the only son of the Yan family, Yan and his classmates, is an atypical otaku.

Although he has grown to a height of 1.87 meters safely, he is not good at sports, let alone playing basketball and football, and he usually has to pant for five minutes when running a thousand meters. A virgin, never in love, and never even a girl's little hand. Liberal arts students, sentimental local scholars, often say "men and women do not kiss". Even so, Yan He doesn't feel like a gloomy guy, even though he looks like a silent murderer with glasses, but his gentle temperament makes him popular, which is enough to make Yan He's classmates' hearts full of sunshine and goodness.

Except that he is yin and yang eyes.

When did he see things that ordinary people couldn't see? He couldn't remember the fear of infancy, but it seemed innate. The deepest impression is that in the early childhood of his memory, when his parents were arguing, he clearly saw the black figure hovering over his mother, which did not look human, but clinging tightly to his mother's shoulder, a huge, black fog.

Yanhe defines them as "ghosts", although they look completely different from the ghosts on TV.

He didn't know if anyone else would be able to see it, but not long after it appeared, his mother attempted suicide and was imprisoned in a mental center. Yanhe did not resent his father, he believed that it was a "ghost" who was haunting. In the following ten years, Yan He has seen a lot of ghosts and ghosts attached to people, and even some that are floating in the sky and no longer need a host. He didn't dare to tell anyone about these things, and he didn't want to experience the depression in the spiritual center. Therefore, for eighteen years, only his father knew that his eyes were abnormal.

But his father didn't say anything, except put a pair of glasses on him.

Soon it was time to fill in the college entrance examination.

Yanhe's grades are very good, which seems to be doomed to him not to become the male protagonist in the novel with the theme of waste wood against the sky. The results of the college entrance examination are also expected scores, and the ideal colleges and universities are already 100% in the bag. He thought that his life would be smooth sailing as always, except for his eyes, going to a good university, finding a good job, and living an ordinary life, but he never wanted to be completely changed by a person and an email.

"Your name is Yanhe, right?"

Shaxian snacks downstairs in Yanhe's house, this is his canteen when his father is away. It's funny to say, although he is his father's biological son, but Yanhe has not known what his father does for so many years, and he disappears after three days and two ends, and once he disappears, it will be as little as half a month and more than half a year. Dad told him that he was a civil servant, and Yan He also suspected that his father was actually an agent of the National Security Bureau, it was 007, but when he thought about the fact that his father didn't even have a black suit in his closet, he gave up this idea - as long as the family has enough money and his mother's treatment fee is enough, it's fine.

Compared to his father, the man in front of him is more like 007.

When he was accosted, Yan He had just started to eat fried noodles, and before he could swallow a mouthful of noodles, the man appeared in front of him and sat down, with an Asian face, a black suit like an agent, and hands with leather gloves that did not look like a person eating snacks in Shaxian County.

"I am. Yanhe hurriedly swallowed a large mouthful of noodles in his mouth, and had some desire to burp.

"Here's your acceptance letter. The man handed him an email, seemingly waiting for him to ask a question.

"No, I haven't filled in the volunteer ......" Yan He was a little confused, he wanted to wait for his father to come back and discuss how to fill in the volunteer, so he never thought about which one to fill in the first choice. The man in front of him was also very strange, he didn't know who he was, and there was obviously a purpose for sitting in front of him in so many seats in the store.

"This is the school that your father, Mr. Yan Zheng, helped you apply to, you can ask your father for details. The man opposite spoke, he stared at Yanhe's glasses, as if he saw through the mystery behind the glasses: "Yanhe, classmate, you have a good pair of eyes, don't waste it." ”

He couldn't remember when the man left, but after looking at the man, he fell into a state of chaos, he only remembered that his mind was full of what the man had said, a pair of good eyes, he had seen so many strange things since he was a child, and he could be called "good eyes"? And what is "the school that your father helped you apply to"? Why did the man who never asked about his grades suddenly help him apply to the school?

By the time Yanhe came back to his senses, he had already returned home and opened the email.

"St. Hildo's College?"

The gilded font is printed with a school emblem similar to the square top standing - a copper coin-style figure of the round sky is divided into four equal parts, on which is the pattern of a bear, tiger, dragon and rabbit, which is covered with a large S. Yan He thinks it's a bit like "Harry Potter", could it be that he is not a Muggle, and he is finally going to find three-quarters of the platform?

The content of the email was simple, just a letter and a school brochure, which said that they were a private school located on a small island in the Pacific Ocean, and that they were among the world's top ranked colleges in some fields, but what exactly was the field, and the letter was like a three-nothing product, and nothing was said. The school's brochure is full of scenes of campus life, such as laboratories and indoor gymnasiums, all of which are Gothic-style buildings, and there is a map where you can see that the school is surrounded by the sea and a third of the area is forested.

"Black Forest ......" Yan Ye looked at the name of the forest marked on the map: "What the hell, this can't be a German school, right?"

Yan Ye always thought that he was born in liberal arts, and he should have majored in philosophy or literature when he went to college, which is one of the reasons why he has been writing a diary, not only to emancipate his mind, but also to exercise his writing. Suddenly, he told him to let him report to an academy that didn't even make it clear which field he was majoring in.

After much confusion, he called his father.

"Why did you suddenly enroll me in a three-nil school?" may be because he witnessed his mother's entry into the spiritual center, and the way he communicated with his father has always been indifferent, not intimate or distant. Yanhe is not a person who likes to beat around the bush, so he asked straight to the point.

"Did they find you so soon?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little hoarse, and Yan He remembered that his father said that this business trip was to the United States, probably because he hadn't gotten up yet: "That's St. Hildo's College, your destined school." ”

"What university is so metaphysical and can be destiny. Yan He said angrily, although he knew that there were ghosts and monsters in this world, he never believed in the destiny of heaven, after all, he was so big, and he didn't see a god to solve those monsters.

"When you look in the mirror every day, you always know what color your eyes are, right?" his father's voice was faint, and he heard the sound of the lighter being squeezed: "Didn't you suspect since you were a child that it was not our own? Mom and Dad both have green eyes, but you are the only red." ”

Silence, long silence. Yan Zheng's words undoubtedly poked at Yan He's heart, in the sanatorium of the spiritual center, Xiao Yanhe had asked his mother who had lost his mind countless times why his eyes were different from others, he could see strange things, and even the color of his eyes was different from his biological parents, but his mother had lost the ability to reply to him, and all he got was silence.

"Xiaohe, what you see, Dad never said they were hallucinations, right?" A sigh came from the other end of the phone, and Yan Zheng's tone was a little serious: "It's true that you are our own child, but you are better than us, not only inheriting our advantages, but also being blue." ”

"What do you mean?" Yan He's brain couldn't turn for a while, he did look in the mirror every day, and when he washed his face every day, he could see his unobstructed red eyes exposed without glasses, and his father really didn't say that what he saw was just his imagination. But what does this mean, did my father already know about the existence of those things?

"What you see, including what appears in your mother, is something that is condensed by the evil thoughts of human beings, which we call the "cup soul," Yan Zheng said, "not everyone in this world can see them, only the people who were gifted by God in the creation war and their descendants, and these people all have one characteristic, they have "void eyes". ”

"Stop, stop, what cup, what pupils?" Yan He began to be enlightened, the amount of information was so great that it subverted his three views, what is the creation war, the world war? And that kind of thing Daddy really could have seen it a long time ago? Then why didn't he tell him earlier, and only started talking about it when he was so old now.

"You can probably understand that the history of this world is not the history you learn in history textbooks, with a certain period of time as a reincarnation, each reincarnation will have a world war between the cup soul and the human race, we call it the "creation war", and the main force of the battle is a group of humans who have green eyes to see the cup soul. Yan Zheng's explanation is very concise and to the point, but Yan He is still innumerable, and he is suddenly told that the history he has studied is wrong, and no one can accept it.

"No, the history we learned is a continuous history, what Jurassic Cretaceous prehistoric civilization apes, you said that there is a reincarnation every once in a while, or is it a war between humans and human beings created by evil thoughts, then don't you give face to the dinosaurs. Yan He was trying his best to sort out his thoughts, but the more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and if all he could see was green eyes, then what was he, mutant?

"That's the history that humans have summed up based on archaeology, and it has nothing to do with creation, because every time it is created, the world starts anew. Yan Zheng said: "The world is a reincarnation, and only a small number of people who have participated in the battle of creation can remember the history of reincarnation, as if memory is engraved in DNA." ”

"All imagination will have a basis, and the reason why human beings can imagine the existence of God must be because there was something that could transcend the limits of human beings, and that is the shadow of God. There is indeed a god in this world, and our existence is a pawn in the chessboard of God, if human beings are white chess, then the cup soul generated by man's evil thoughts is a black chess. Yan Zheng heard the sound of a lighter again, Yan He frowned, and said that it was time for his father to smoke less.

That is, the history of human existence is more than just a historical record, there are worlds before the known world, only reset. Yanhe tried to understand this matter with the thinking of a game: "But why was it reset?"

"Because humanity has not defeated the Cup. Yan Zheng said: "There is no victory, or rather, it is all over with the soul of the cup." ”

"Haven't you always wanted to know what I do?" Yan Zheng's voice was lowered a little, even though he was now on a business trip for work, he was still a little reluctant to speak when he mentioned work: "In this world, there is a cup soul, and there is someone who solves the cup soul." Your mother and I are both such people, and we are called "Soul Eaters". ”

"But that kind of thing has grown on my mother's body, and how can humans defeat such an ethereal thing?" Yan He remembered that he had pretended to be unintentional and tried to touch those "ghosts" before, but his hand would only pass through those black shadows, and they seemed to be invisible.

"It's because your mother is a Soul Eater that she went to a sanitarium. Yan Zheng said: "Soul Eaters are born with the ability to restrain the cup, but with the spread of the bloodline, this ability will be diluted and concealed, and most people need acquired training to be stimulated. However, this is like the price of having ability, Soul Eaters will rarely condense into a cup of soul due to evil thoughts, but once condensed, they are easy to be eaten back and lose their minds. ”

Yanhe remembered the quarrel when he was a child, and he couldn't remember the cause, but at that time, his mother did go into the kitchen and got a kitchen knife, and he didn't know who he wanted to cut, maybe this was his mother's evil thoughts at that time.

"But what does that have to do with me, I'm red-eyed. ”

There was a laugh from Yan Zheng's side, Yan He didn't know what this meant, he only heard his own father say over there: "I said, you are out of blue." ”

"In this world, most of the Soul Eaters have green eyes, and only the extremely talented geniuses in the Yan family's bloodline will have red eyes. Yan Zheng said: "The red eye mask is also known as the sacrificial eye, and it is the best eye. ”

"St. Hildo's College is a first-class academy that specializes in training Soul Eaters, and there are three other schools alongside it, but since your mother and I are both students of St. Hildo, I applied for this school for you. Yan Zheng said: "You have the best eyes in the world, instead of doing nothing in an ordinary school, it is better to go to a special school to do a good job, and the treatment of the soul eater is also very good, and the salary in the field of the rich is also very high." ”

Yan Zheng didn't listen to what Yan Zheng said later, this phone call ruined all his three views in the past eighteen years, fortunately he knew that he was a normal person, and he was not alone in seeing that kind of thing, but what kind of reincarnation world is too nonsense. He just wants to live a plain life and get ahead or something...... With these eyes, you really can't live an ordinary life.

"Yanhe, going to that school is also a kind of protection for you, once your ability is awakened, the cup soul will find that you are special, and it will only come and erode you. Yan Zheng finally threatened.