When the cold moon is like a hook, the clear light is like a dream, quiet all around, a good scene of tranquility, can provoke the literati to sing and chant shallowly, but Yu Beiming only feels that the night is cool and close to the water, the cold covers his body, and his vision is black, as if he sees his own future, and the silver frost-like brilliance is the ice and snow that freezes through the heart and lungs.

Tomorrow is the Soul Calling Ceremony!

This is the fateful moment.

But I don't have anything to prepare now!

What to do?

As a senior high school student, Yu Beiming has long been familiar with cultural classes, but for the spirit calling ceremony, no matter how good the results of cultural classes are, it will not help.

This depends on one's own talent, it belongs to God's appreciation of food, not simple hard work is enough.

This world is rampant with demons and strange creatures, and humans have created the profession of psychic based on spirit summoning to fight dangerous monsters and survive.

They believe that since there are all spirits between heaven and earth, then human beings, who are the elders, also have spirits, and that human beings are the lodge of spirits, and that as long as they can breathe nature, they can be in harmony with heaven and earth.

With the ascension of the realm, there will even be many changes and supernatural phenomena, affecting the heavens and the earth, and using the power of nature will not be more difficult than ordinary drinking water and eating.

This is the foundation of human existence, so anyone who can become a psychic will be respected by others.

But not everyone can cultivate, sympathetic "gods", or because of qualification restrictions, or because of temperament, unable to meditate, never able to communicate with heaven and earth, contact the "gods" in the body, so become people's mouths of "filthy", "lost people", although not unable to survive, but because of lack of strength and supernatural powers, it is inevitable to be looked down upon, and the status naturally becomes low.

Therefore, whether or not you can sense the "gods" hidden in the body during the spirit summoning ceremony is the most important turning point in everyone's life.

Yu Beiming's eyes were anxious and worried, his expression was dazed and helpless, tomorrow is the eighteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, an important time for the annual "spirit summoning ceremony" to open, if it fails this time, not only will it be put into another book, ridiculed and despised, but it is destined to struggle at the bottom in the future, unless there is a great opportunity for yourself to meet, otherwise you can see the head for a lifetime.

But I had already tried it secretly, but I didn't feel the slightest reaction, according to the communication of my classmates, normally speaking, after years of practice, I would also have more or less abnormal symptoms due to subtle sympathy.

If not, Yu Beiming understood what that meant.

"Is it true that I can only live at the bottom of society in this life, tired and tired all day long?" Yu Beiming thought desperately.

Such a life is unimaginable and unacceptable for a teenager who has just turned eighteen.

Turning his head, he instinctively saw himself in the mirror, the face that he had seen thousands of times.

The facial features are upright, the sword eyebrows are starry, the temperament is gentle, and the handsome is a little masculine, which is because of the effect of insisting on exercising, but because of the mood, the whole face now looks gloomy.

"Alas, do you really want to be a little white face like you did in your previous life and spend a dull life?" Yu Beiming touched his smooth face with pity, and sighed.

Yes, he is not from this world, but from a place called Blue Star, and his predecessor forgot to look at the road because he was focused on memorizing, and accidentally hit an electric pile, bringing Yu Beiming to this world.

Yu Beiming is a person who is unwilling to fall to the bottom.

The same is true in his previous life, he was born in poverty, he studied hard, and strived to live a rich life as soon as possible, but in the end, he was beaten by the society and knew that in this society, hard work alone is not enough, and there must be a chance to climb up.

Then he succeeded, and by meeting a rich woman, he managed to enter high society.

In this life, he also has a handsome face, but he is not willing to become someone else's plaything again, he wants to change his life.

On your own!

If you really can't do it......

The night is long, and I wander somewhat. Yu Beiming's heart has been beating very fast, he can't calm down, and he can't sleep peacefully, and he didn't get up until the rooster sang white and the alarm went off, with tiredness and woodenness on his face.

As if having accepted fate.

When he opened the door, he saw his parents, who had already prepared breakfast for him.

Mother Qin Shuangru was a little old, and the silver thread was hidden, and she looked at him worriedly and gently: "Beiming, don't care. If you can't feel it, you can't feel it. ”

Father Yu Fei sat at the table, smoking cigarettes one after another, in front of him was an ashtray that was already full of cigarette butts, and he said in a low voice: "It's us who have affected you, if you are born into someone else's family, you will definitely be able to sense nature and sympathize with the 'gods'." ”

Yu Beiming's parents are both "lost relatives", and life is quite difficult.

Yu Beiming seemed to see his parents in the previous life, and they went the same way, they were too irresponsible at that time, which made them sad, and this time it can't be like this again.

He threw away the similar thoughts hidden in his mind, forcibly moved the muscles on his face, and rolled his trademark smile on his face: "Mom and Dad, don't worry, even if I really can't feel anything, I can live well, don't you live well?"

After speaking, he ran to the bathroom at a very fast speed to finish washing, and then sat in his place with a smile on his face, tapping the porcelain bowl with chopsticks: "Mom, what did you eat this morning? I'm hungry!"

Qin Shuangru saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart, but she didn't show it, but scolded with a smile: "What knock, it's unlucky! I boiled your favorite tea eggs this morning, as well as potato stewed beef, fish-flavored eggplant, and dry pot pork ribs, how about it, do you like it or not?"

Yu Fei also pinched out the unfinished cigarettes, hid the ashtray in a place where others couldn't see it, looked at his children gently, and joked: "Your mother, she knows that today is your important day, so she got up early in the morning and got up at five o'clock, I'm afraid it's too late, and let me help together, ouch, my old waist!"

He exaggeratedly knocked on his waist, looking tired.

The old mother, Qin Shuangru, glanced at him: "Dead ghost, isn't it just for you to do a favor?"

Dad Yu Fei had a sneer on his face.

They did their best to break the previously stagnant atmosphere and alleviate the negativity in Yu Beiming's heart.

Yu Beiming did not break this intimate scene.

Even if he really didn't feel the "gods", the family and Hemeimei in front of him were already worth everything.

Besides, isn't there a rich woman?

After eating in such a warm atmosphere, Yu Beiming, who had already left his worries behind, tidied up his clothes again, said hello to his parents, and left in a hurry.

Sitting on the bus to the psychic square, the place where the spirit summoning ceremony was held, feeling the warm sunlight, recalling the previous scenes, unconsciously there was a smile on his face, and he felt that his thoughts were clear.

Sometimes, life is more than just the present.

And the company of family.