The parting dinner, the atmosphere was extraordinarily harmonious, the mother and son were smiling, and the middle-aged woman looked at her daughter, looking distressed and happy, her eyes were almost full of tears, and she muttered in her mouth, she finally survived.

The daughter sensibly took her mother's hand and said with a smile: It's all over, Mom.

The middle-aged woman nodded, and after touching her daughter's spirit, it appeared on her left wrist, like a bracelet like a snowstorm at that time. I know that it is a token of my daughter's qualification to become an onmyoji by the underworld.

The woman looked outside again, it was getting late, the night sky was dark, and the snowflakes were dancing in the wind, and said softly: It turns out that it is also snowing in the pass. It's just much smaller than Kanwai.

After eating, the mother and son went out together, and said goodbye, the mother and brother were going back to Changbai Mountain, and the girl should go back to the school dormitory.

The four of them walked on the snow, making a creaking sound, and the air on a snowy night was exceptionally pure, although it was very cold, but it had a refreshing penetrating power.

The four of them walked slowly on the trail, and a very nice man's voice came out not far away: Shangxian stayed, Xiaosheng has admired it for a long time, and he came to visit, he was in a hurry, don't be surprised.

The four of them followed the sound in the direction from which the voice came, only to see a very thin young man walking out of the depths of the night.

Strands of silver-white hair hung down on the rimless glasses. Smiling eyes. On the belt on the left side of the waist. There are two silver metal strips as long as chopsticks. I saw him slowly coming out of the dark night. When I saw the middle-aged woman, I respectfully bowed and bowed.

"Respect the immortals, let the little students be rude." As he spoke, he raised his right hand, flattened his palm, and handed a letter incense stick five or six centimeters long to the middle-aged woman.

The woman took the incense suspiciously, and saw that it was the one she had lit before eating. Looking at the young man in front of him carefully, he couldn't help but hesitate a little: this looks weak, he is young, how many ways can he do?

I saw that the young man saluted respectfully again: Xinxiang has arrived, Xiaosheng should have visited in time, but the prestige of the command is like thunder, so that love can fight well, and Wanfu is inappropriate, although Xiaosheng received Xinxiang, he did not dare to obey, for fear of missing Lingai's future.

The middle-aged woman squeezed the incense in her hand. He asked suspiciously: This letter is originally destined to be obtained, since you can receive it, it means that you are strong, but the little woman is clumsy and does not know how to respect her face, so she dares to ask who you are? I was able to receive a letter from a little woman.

I saw that the silver-white haired man, who originally had a pair of smiling eyes, opened a slit slightly, and shot out a blue-green star like ice crystals:

Xiaosheng is, the descended heavenly official, Yisheng Zhenjun.

After the man finished speaking, he still looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him with a smile, trying his best to maintain humility and low-key, but the eight words he said: Heavenly Official, Yisheng Zhenjun, like eight arrows with barbs, wrapped in the biting cold wind and snow, as soon as they shot out, they nailed people to death in place.

The middle-aged lady and Miss Yun were obviously a little stunned by these eight words: it was... Tianguan ......???!!!

The number of Heavenly Officials descending into the world is indeed particularly rare. Especially after the human world is protected by the spirit enchantment. The divine power of the heavenly realm has little effect on the human world. Even in modern science, even wind, rain, thunder and lightning can be controlled manually.

Originally, there were very few heavenly officials in the lower realm, and there was no need to descend into the world, so there was no difference between the probability of meeting a heavenly official who came into the world here, or Yi Sheng Zhenjun, and winning the jackpot in the lottery.

For cultivators, this may be a little more practical.

Seeing the mother and daughter opposite, they were slightly stunned. The silver-haired man squinted his eyes and smiled at the beautiful crescent moon, and introduced himself: Xiaosheng's name is He Gan, a mechanic. In the same school as Chuyun, she is my junior sister.

Mechanic, a profession that has long been misunderstood by the world because of its name. Many people will confuse it with the most amazing of the Outer Eight Gates.

In fact, the true meaning of the mechanic does not stop there, the word "machine" of the mechanic specifically refers to the "heavenly machine", that is to say: make and use various props to understand the will of heaven, and can be used to sacrifice and sacrifice to change or modify the will of heaven.

Change, revise the will of heaven, does not refer to going against the sky, as the saying goes, if you want to speed up but not reach, many things have their natural development trajectory, if you want to intervene arbitrarily, it will inevitably lead to chaos, and finally harm yourself.

The mechanic belongs to the one who can peep into the will of heaven, and is good at mastering the way of using balance, while following the development of the will of heaven, make some humanized adjustments, in order to take care of the whole, and be good at the virtue of heaven, there is also a relative proverb in the world, called: law, nothing more than human affection.

It's just that it is difficult for ordinary people to restrain their inner demons, and after getting the power of the mechanic, it is easy to fall into the crooked path of the evil sect and set fire to the body, so this profession is generally held by the heavenly officials who have descended into the world.

As for the props used by the Mechanic, it's even more interesting. Varied. All-inclusive.

For example, Fuxi's gossip, Luban's wooden ox and flowing horse, of course, also include pin ambush and secret channel mechanism. These are actually props left behind by the mechanic. Because it can facilitate life, it has been handed down.

In modern times, there are more things, such as munitions, seismographs, artificial rainfall, spaceships, of course, these things are led by scientists and then created by industrious and intelligent working people. So science is actually a path to the gods.

In contrast, the mechanic who was born by the Heavenly Official is relatively weak in body, has poor endurance, long time to return to blue, low durability, is weak and can't help the wind, and lingers on the sickbed, so it is becoming less and less popular.

Miss Yun listened to his name, "Yisheng Zhenjun", and smiled before speaking: What, who should I be? It turned out to be a wet nurse.

Because the mechanics who came into the world of the Heavenly Officials have a special skill that can add blood to their teammates: Heavenly Officials' Blessings.

But the middle-aged woman was very happy when she heard about it, after all, we have to consider that everyone is a mortal fetus, and the first thing to protect is medical treatment, and only by ensuring the safety of life can we better subdue demons and defend the Tao.

I can't help but feel a burst of joy in my heart, this trip is really a wish. Poor my girl, who has suffered in hell for 99 years in the netherworld, is finally in the end, as if someone in the underworld helped her.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged woman's doubts suddenly disappeared, she stretched her brows, and stepped forward with a smile on her face:

The little woman Hu Xueying has seen Zhenjun. Zhenjun is too humble, so that the little woman doesn't know what to say, my daughter is stubborn by nature, brutal and willful, and originally didn't dare to work and respect, but since there is a letter of incense, you and I cultivators, how about obeying the will of heaven?

The young man smiled slightly, and returned the salute: In this way, Xiaosheng is arrogant, so he will call Ling Ai as his junior sister.

The middle-aged woman nodded and smiled very satisfied, accompanied by Miss Yun, and walked for a while, before she and her two sons borrowed the soil to escape, went straight to Changbai Mountain, and disappeared into the vast night.

At this time, Yue Chuyun's energy had recovered a lot, and he and the young man turned around and turned back in the direction leading to the school.

Leaving each other's contact information, He Gen told Yue Chuyun the address of a cultivator training base built by other masters.

made an appointment to wait for Yue Chuyun, recovered her strength, and went to practice the battle together, and asked her about technical questions such as her mastery of the different levels of spiritual skills of the Onmyoji.

When they parted, the man seemed to remember something, and asked, "Does the girl have any weapons to take advantage of?"

Yue Chuyun was stopped by him, he really didn't think about choosing a weapon, because for now, there is nothing that can't be done with one spiritual technique, if there is, then two.

The man was amused by her, smiled slightly, and asked, "What kind of weapon does the girl like?"

Yue Chuyun thought for a while and said, "Yes, I like whips."