"How dare we tell others about this matter? If others know that my Yin family has a child without spiritual gifts, what will they think of my Yin family and him? We have been hiding it all the time since we found out about it.

We are on tenterhooks. Our hearts are always hanging in our throats." After Chen Chen asked the question, Father Yin, who had been silent at the side, said, his words were full of helplessness and fatigue,

It seems like I want to vent all the bitterness and pain of these years.

Yes, if you tell others about this matter, what will they think? If Chen Chen was still a student in that college who was inexperienced in the world, he should still have a sense of luck in people's hearts. But after half a year of walking, he has experienced such a

Having traveled to so many places and met so many people, would he still have expectations for people's hearts? To be honest, he didn't know and wasn't sure what would happen once his identity was revealed.

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

"It's not a sin to be different. But people are afraid of things that are different from themselves. The closer they are to themselves, the more afraid they are of the parts that are different from themselves. So people distort and misinterpret that part and try to destroy them." Yin Minghe looked away and looked.

Xiang Chenchen, what was in his eyes was the water-like moonlight, flowing quietly in his eyes.

"If you cannot control spiritual energy, it means that your body cannot be nourished by it. Not only will your physical fitness be worse than that of ordinary people, but your life expectancy will be even less than a hundred years." Chen Chen lowered his eyes and revealed sadness in his tone.

"Yes, maybe this is really a curse from God." As he said that, Yin Minghe reached out and took off the psychic generator he was wearing. The faint light emitting from it seemed to express sympathy and pity. "No.

With it, we can’t even turn on the lights or cook (igniting a fire requires using spiritual energy to activate the fire). Without the help of others, we simply can’t survive independently. Is this really a curse from God?

Or are we born to endure these hardships?”

"Ha," Father Yin on the side took over, "Xian Chenchen, I dare to pat my chest and promise that not a single bit of our Yin family's huge business was obtained through improper means. Every penny

Everything is condensed with the blood and tears of our hard work. However, this divine punishment still came to us." Father Yin and Mother Yin hugged each other, tears about to flow down.

Yes, Omnipotent and omniscient God, open your eyes and take a good look. Have you misjudged sins, have you allowed bad people to go free, and have you allowed human beings to endure too many things that they should not have to endure?

"But fortunately, there are psychic generators in the world, which can allow you to live like a normal person, and also allow you to hide your identity without suffering the cold eyes of people." Chen Chen said, and the light of the instrument flashed twice more.

Next, the previous ridicule seemed to have faded and turned into a heart-warming 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 before.

He looked like the carefree rich boy he was before.

"But, you know, I used to yearn for gods and spiritual power, or maybe I am still yearning for it now. That kind of thing where millions of people risk their lives to accomplish something, the kind of thing that I still want to do even though there are thorns all over me.

The courage to not look back still fascinates me."

"But, I don't have spiritual gifts. Not to mention becoming a god, I can't even feel the most basic spiritual energy. Others take this road, which is full of thorns, but for me, I don't care about the existence of this road.

Can’t feel it.”

Yes, how could I forget that Yin Minghe yearns for spiritual chanters and spiritual cultivation. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you didn't have spiritual talent at the time. I said I would teach you spiritual cultivation, but it seems I'm going to break my promise now." Chen

Chen said.

"It doesn't matter. After all, you didn't know it at the time."

As he spoke, Yin Minghe took a long breath and slowly exhaled: "Brother Chen, do you know that in countless midnight dreams, I can feel the flow of spiritual energy around me, and I can easily touch it.

Touch them, move them, and even listen to the whispers between them. They carry me all the way to appreciate the beautiful mountains and rivers of the world, the soaring rivers, the turning of everything, the smoke bridges and willow trees. But when I wake up, what greets me is still

This empty body, the bone-chilling cold night."

"If I had a choice, I would also like to use my sword to measure the limits of the world, instead of being tied to this place, guarding thousands of wealth, but having to lean on the window and watch all day long." Yin Minghe finally showed a sad expression. At this moment

He was like a green tree floating in the heavy rain, weak and powerless.

"Son, you actually think like this?" Father Yin's expression was astonished, "It's all my fault, my father, for not being able to give you a sound body and not allowing you to pursue your wishes with peace of mind..." They both looked at each other.

As Yin Minghe slowly moved over, the three of them hugged each other and burst into tears.

"It's a pity. If it's a disease, I'm still confident that I can overcome it. But spiritual gifts are innate. Some people don't have them, and some people have several. It's not something that we and others can affect." Chen Chen couldn't help but put his hands on it.

He clenched his fists tightly, but a deep sense of powerlessness surged out of his fists.

"Brother Chen, you don't have to change anything for me. I have already accepted my fate, but you still have unlimited possibilities. You can put down the rebellion with your own strength, and you can also travel across this land with your own legs. Just take it with you

My wish is to embark on the journey firmly."

"But..." But in the end, didn't I change nothing?

Although Chen Chen hasn't finished speaking yet, Yin Minghe seems to have already understood what he has not finished saying. "It doesn't matter, I have already seen you fighting, and the figure of the Spirit Singer has already been roughly outlined in my mind.

, my wish is fulfilled."

Is this enough? Is this the end? Seeing that Chen Chen's clenched fist still showed no sign of loosening, Yin Minghe walked over, patted Chen Chen on the shoulder, and then said: "Relax, I'm just disturbed by this

It’s just that I can’t breathe under the pressure of such a long time of secrets. 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. Just as Yin Minghe said, they had calmed down and returned to the strong appearance they had seen outside before. However, although the matter had been resolved, this kind of feeling was engraved in their bones.
Chapter completed!