"Good evening, master."

An ethereal voice came from afar, as if it were passing through the wildest desert, the vastest sea, the deepest night sky, vaguely but clearly permeating my ears from all directions.

I didn't even bother to raise my eyes, looking at the location of the balcony, and smiled: "No, it's good morning." ”

He chuckled, "Yes, it's my daylight." ”

I opened my eyes and looked out onto the balcony, where it was pitch black, and the moonlight poured down unusually bright, outlining a swaying shape in the hazy moonlight.

That's my lonely spirit, Ann Yin. My name is Meng Yishi, and I am his soul tamer.

I don't know what he looks like, I can only guess. I imposed on him the image of the male protagonist in the novel, with deep eyes, a high nose, sexy lips, fair skin, and a tall body, and every time I described these to him, he always smiled disdainfully, as if to say, "Little brat." "Yes, to him I am indeed a child, a lonely spirit who has drifted through a thousand years, and I am only a soul tamer who is not yet seventeen years old. I couldn't see him all the time, to be precise, I couldn't see anyone or anything. I am a blind man, plunged into an endless darkness since birth.

And that's one of the reasons why I chose to become a spirit trainer – to be a spirit trainer is something I can see. The ridiculous thing is that my "seeing" is only knowing, I can clearly know every detail in front of my eyes, I know that there are chairs here, there are cups there, I even know the most detailed lines of these things, but I never really see them. Because my world has always been dark, everything lacks an initial appearance in my mind, and the second vision obtained through the spirit trainer only helps me to know, but it does not form a concrete picture. I can describe what I see in front of me in the most precise and even vivid terms, but I don't know what I'm talking about. The only thing I know is black, which is what I'm most familiar with. Sometimes I also think about what I am like, what the people around me are like, and what Anyin is like. I used to look in the mirror and try to capture more information from the mirror, but all I could see was two silver ghost fires trembling, and as I got older, these two fires seemed to be burning brighter and stronger, and it should have something to do with my spiritual powers. But I don't care about that, I just want to see it. An Yin promised me that I would see, really see. I believe every word he says.

It's a pity that a low-level lonely spirit also has no vision, not only does it not have vision, but they don't have the five senses of people. Their barely counted sight, hearing, and smell senses are nothing more than their spiritual powers, and their voices are also made through spiritual powers, and can only be heard by spirit tamers. As for the senses of taste and touch, they don't, they are not in the same time and space as humans, and their only intersection with this world is us, the spirit tamers. As for low-level solitary spirits like An Yin, their appearance was not formed, and even their spirit tamers did not know their appearance.

I am a spirit trainer, I know this very well from the moment I was born, I don't remember the details about my parents, I don't remember how I grew up, but I clearly know that I am a spirit trainer, it seems that it is an instinct of mine to know this. Both the Soul Trainer and the Lone Spirit are faced with a choice in their lives, a completely passive choice. When the lone spirit answers the first call of the spirit tamer to him, he reaches some kind of contract with the spirit tamer, and the spirit tamer has the ability to control the lonely spirit, and the lone spirit must also rely on the ability of the spirit tamer to continue to survive, and with the enhancement of the spirit tamer's ability, the lone spirit will gradually awaken and become powerful, gradually possess the five senses, and finally materialize. Similarly, once a soul trainer's life ends or his spiritual power is exhausted, it means the death of a lone spirit. Before meeting their masters, because they do not have spiritual power, the lonely spirits are just unconscious ghosts, and in fact, only a very small number of lonely spirits can meet the spirit tamers who can awaken themselves, and more lonely spirits have waited for a lifetime, and they have not really survived until they are wiped out.

An Yin waited for a thousand years. When I first met him, I was only 7 years old, and the thousand-year-old spirit ring on his body shone with dazzling light, cutting through my comfortable darkness, I narrowed my eyes and asked, "Who are you?" He stopped, turned back. Since then, my world and his world have changed dramatically, and there is no going back.

I remember once asking An Yin: "Why is there such an existence as a lonely spirit?" ”

He said lightly: "Because I have an obsession that I can't let go, I have always been unwilling to let go, so I became a lonely ghost, continuing with the fragmented memories of my previous life." ”

"What is obsession?" There are so many things that I don't understand.

"You're too young to live a real life, so you don't understand," he explained to me very seriously, "it's better to put it this way, some people have neither the detachment to see through the red dust, nor the determination to make a desperate bet, but they have people or things in their hearts that they can't let go." So, with these fragmented memories, they became lonely ghosts wandering in the wilderness. ”

"What are the people and things in your heart that you can't let go?" I asked curiously.

An Yin paused slightly, as if thinking about something, and said, "I don't remember, so many years have passed." "He always dealt with me like this, but it couldn't be helped, who made me more than a thousand years younger than him.

My spiritual power comes from my parents, and the price of spiritual power transmission is life. After I was 7 years old, I had no parents, and everyone thought they died in a car accident, and only me and An Yin knew the real cause of their death. Sadly, I don't remember my parents at all, and I can't hold on to anything if I go through the memories and there's nothing but damn darkness. Fortunately, in the later days, there was this guy An Yin with me, but the lonely spirit can only haunt at night, and I can only be accompanied by my spiritual power during the day, but as long as the spiritual power is still there, I can still remember who I am, and I can see it. Once the spiritual power is gone, I will die like my parents, and the peace will disappear as well. Our destinies are linked.

"You're late today. I've already fallen asleep before you came. I looked at him disapprerovingly.

"I'm not late, it's you early." He replied lightly. He would come over every night, and sometimes I would talk to him a lot when I was in the mood, and sometimes I would just say a short greeting and go to bed. And no matter what I do, An Yin is not annoyed, and looks indifferent.

"It's just a good time to sleep in the summer heat, and it's easy to get sleepy lately." I blinked. I'm his master, but sometimes it's more like his child. A lot of times it's not that I'm holding him back, it's that he's influencing me.

He approached me, looked at me earnestly, as if admiring a work of art of great value, and said, "The color of your eyes is purer." "I couldn't see his expression, and I couldn't guess whether his expression was satisfied, happy, or worried.

I smiled nondeniably. The color of my eyes symbolizes the level of spiritual power, but I don't have to look at my eyes, I can clearly feel that something in my body is growing rapidly, taking over every part of my body. I'm not an adult yet, and my power hasn't really burst out yet. A spiritual trainer comes of age when he is 17 years old, which means that in 2 days it will be my coming of age. Once I reach adulthood, I will officially enter the world of solitary spirits and become a true spirit tamer. Since I was in my formative years, I had no contact with other spirit tamers or lone spirits, and my imagination of their world was all wild. Coming of age means awakening, and awakening means responsibility. And what does it mean for the power to really explode? I don't have any idea. I rarely use spiritual power, and even if I do, it is mostly to expand my sense of hearing, sight, or smell, and I have never used destructive power.

"I'm curious what your abilities will be." An Yin muttered.

"I really hope it's the ability to predict the future, so I don't have to worry about exams. I can also see what my future husband looks like in advance, and add his WeChat first. I said nonchalantly with my eyes closed. I don't care about my power or status, I don't know what the point of these things is.

"Two days to go, are you afraid?"

"Afraid? It's not that I want to ask for the acceleration of the small wooden block, what is there to be afraid of! I laughed, and I didn't care.

"If you are not good at physics, you have to study science."

"You don't understand this, the teacher said that girls, if you want to be happy, you can study literature for a while, and if you want to be happy for a lifetime, you can learn science, which translates to say that girls learn well and marry well." In fact, these don't mean much to a soul tamer with an infinite number of lives. With a lot of time in hand, everything can be backtracked and procrastinated without limit. The reason that really made me study science was Chen Zhi and He An, I could wait, but they couldn't.

"What are we going to do when we enter the world of solitary spirits? You won't ask me to take the exam, will you? I asked, faintly worried, the rules of each world should be the same, think about me as a novice into the world of lonely spirits, if you catch me to take the exam, it will be miserable.

"I don't know, I entered the world of solitary spirits with you." No matter what kind of questions I faced, he always answered me very seriously, just like an honor student answering a teacher's questions, organized and rigorous.

"You refused to say what made you a lonely ghost. I was young at the time, and I was afraid that I wouldn't understand what you said, so now you should tell me. ”

"You still had the idea? Want to see? He didn't answer, but asked me.

I nodded, and continued to look up at him, waiting for his answer.

A gust of wind rose, and the leaves rustled outside the window, as if they were telling some secret secret, but they couldn't hear it clearly.

"It's not early, it's time to go to bed, you have to go to class tomorrow."

"Why? We have been together for ten years, isn't this ten years of friendship enough? "I didn't give up and controlled him and wouldn't let him go.

"It's not." He didn't look at me, but he didn't say much. He is like this, once he has made up his mind not to say anything, he will not say a word. Every time. He would rather listen to me talk about the little girls in the class than talk about his own affairs, and he always said that although he has been wandering for thousands of years, he has forgotten too many things and has nothing to say. I don't believe it, but I can't help it.

"Could it be a broken sleeve, you're embarrassed to tell me, right? It's okay, now this is a lot, real love is cross-gender and cross-racial! "I spoke passionately as much as Obama's speech.

He sighed helplessly: "What kind of strange thing is in your head?" ”

I laughed "grin" and continued, "Then tell me what it is?" ”

"Why are you so curious about this?"

"Curiosity is the mother of success. Throughout the ages, which successful person didn't rely on the curiosity to break the casserole and ask the end! "I was full of nonsense and continued to pester An Yin.

He shook his head helplessly: "I really can't help you." ”

"Then tell me." I looked at him with a wolf-like gaze.

"There's nothing to say."

Here it is again, it's a dead loop. It's a pity that An Yin is an ancient, no QQ, no **, no WeChat, otherwise I would have followed the clues to restore the truth. It's not too early, and I still need to get a beauty sleep. It's a long time coming, and I have time to get an answer.

"Since you don't say it, I'll have to make it up on my own."

"Whatever you want."

I let him go, turned my head to sleep, and pretended to be angry and ignored him. He never seems to be angry, no matter what you say or do, he always acts as if nothing is important to him. Including me. The book says that the degree of anger of a person indicates the degree of concern, and when I told An Yin about this, he just smiled noncommittally and didn't say much.

He didn't leave immediately, but stood there and watched me quietly for a moment before turning away. He was like that every night, he was looking at me but not as if he was looking at me, but through me he was looking at another person, someone he loved a thousand years ago.

I think he must have had a earth-shattering love story in his previous life, maybe the heroine looks very similar to me. Maybe he'll be martyred or something in the end. It's a pity that he won't say anything.