"Where do we dare to tell others about this, if others know that my Yin family has a child without spiritual endowment, what will they think of my Yin family, how will they treat him? From the moment we learned about it, we hid it all the time, and we didn't worry about it. Our hearts have always hung in our throats. After Chen Chen asked the question, Yin's father, who had been silent on the side, said, his words were full of helplessness and fatigue, as if he wanted to vent all the bitterness and pain over the years.

yes, what would they think if they told someone about it? If Chen Chen was still a student in that academy who was ignorant of the world, he should still have a trace of luck in people's hearts. But after half a year of walking, going to so many places, and seeing so many people, does he still have expectations for people's hearts? To be honest, he didn't know, and he wasn't sure what would happen once his identity was revealed.

"Chenchen, let me ask you, is it a sin to be different?" Ignoring Chenchen's silence, Yin Minghe just raised his head and continued to ask.

"Being different is not a sin. But people are afraid of being different from themselves, and the closer they are to themselves, the more they are afraid of the parts that are different from themselves. So people twisted and distorted that part and tried to destroy them. Yin Minghe retracted his gaze and looked at Chen Chen, and the moonlight in his eyes was like water, quietly flowing under his eyes.

"If you can't manipulate spiritual energy, it means that your body can't get its nourishment, not only is your physical fitness worse than ordinary people, but your lifespan is even more difficult for a hundred years." Chenchen lowered his gaze, and his tone revealed sadness.

"yes, maybe it's really a curse from God." As he spoke, Yin Minghe reached out and took off the psionic energy generator he was wearing. The faint light emanating from it seemed to be sympathetic and pity. "Without it, we wouldn't even be able to turn on the lights and cook (lighting a fire requires psionic energy to trigger the fire), and we wouldn't be able to survive on our own without the help of others. Is this really God's curse, or are we born to suffer these sufferings? ”

"Heh," Father Yin on the side took the words, "Chen Chenxian nephew, I dare to pat my chest and guarantee that none of the Yin family's great business has been obtained through improper means, and every minute of our hard work and tears are condensed." Still, this divine punishment has come upon us. Yin's father and Yin's mother hugged each other, and tears were about to flow.

Yes, Almighty and All-Knowing God, open your eyes and take a good look, have you misjudged your sins, have you allowed the bad guys to go unpunished, have you made humanity suffer too much that they should not have to bear?

"But fortunately, there are psychic generators in the world, which can allow you to live like a normal person, and it can also allow you to hide your identity without suffering from people's cold eyes." Chenchen said, the light of the instrument flickered twice, and the previous mockery seemed to have faded into a warm light.

"Yes, fortunately, we still have technology that allows more people to live like ordinary people." Yin Minghe looked at Chen Chen and smiled. At this moment, Chen Chen had an illusion, as if he had changed back to his previous appearance, the carefree rich boy before.

"But, you know, I used to yearn for gods, I used to yearn for psionic powers, or rather, I want to do it now. The courage of thousands of people risking their lives to accomplish something, the courage to refuse to turn back despite the thorns that are everywhere, still fascinate me. ”

"But I don't have the spiritual endowment. Not to mention becoming a god, you can't even do the most basic feeling spiritual energy. Others walk this road full of thorns, but for me, I can't even feel the existence of this road. ”

Yes, how did I forget, Yin Minghe yearns for the soul chanter, yearns for the spirit cultivator. "I'm sorry, but I didn't know you didn't have a spiritual endowment. I said I was going to teach you how to cultivate the spirit, and it seems that I am going to break my promise now. Chen Chen said.

"It's okay, you didn't know it at the time."

As he spoke, Yin Minghe took a long breath and slowly spit it out again: "Brother Chen, do you know that in countless midnight dreams, I can feel the flow of spiritual energy around me, I can easily touch them, mobilize them, and even hear the whispers between them. They carried me all the way to appreciate the beauty of the world's mountains and rivers, the rivers soaring, all things turning, and the smoke bridges and willows weeping. But when I woke up, I was greeted by this empty body, a bone-chilling night. ”

"If I had a choice, I would also like to measure the limits of the world with my sword, instead of being tied to this place and guarding thousands of family treasures, but I have to lean on the window all day long." Yin Minghe finally showed a sad expression, and at this moment he was like a green grass rising and falling in the rainstorm, weak and weak.

"Son, that's what you think?" Yin's father was stunned, "It's all my father's fault, I didn't give you a sound body, and I couldn't let you chase your wishes with confidence......" The two of them slowly moved towards Yin Minghe, and the three of them hugged each other, crying silently.

"It's a pity, if it's a disease, I'm confident that I can overcome it. But the spiritual endowment is innate, some people don't have it, some people have several, and it's not something that we and others can influence. Chen Chen couldn't help but clench his hands, but a deep sense of powerlessness surged out of his fists.

"Brother Chen doesn't have to change anything for me, I've already accepted my fate, but you still have infinite possibilities. You can put down the rebellion with your own strength, and you can also trove the land with your own legs. You will take my wish and embark on the journey with determination. ”

But ...... "But in the end, didn't I change anything?"

Although Chen Chen hadn't finished speaking, Yin Minghe seemed to have known what he hadn't finished speaking. "It's okay, I've seen you fight, the figure of the Soul Chanter already has a rough outline in my heart, and my wish has been granted."

Is that enough? Is that the end of it? Seeing that Chen Chen's clenched fist still showed no signs of letting go, Yin Minghe walked over, patted Chen Chen's shoulder, and continued: "Take it easy, I'm just overwhelmed by this secret for so long, and tomorrow, I will still be the Yin Minghe who founded the Poison Master Association." ”

Chen Chen looked at the Yin family couple in the distance, and they also cleaned up and changed back to the strong appearance they had seen outside before, just as Yin Minghe said. However, although the matter has been resolved, this feeling of powerlessness engraved into the bone marrow has not been able to dissipate.