The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

In the morning, Yanjiu was awakened by the fragrant aroma.

He looked toward the kitchen and saw the fried fur fox standing on tiptoes on the white tiger's head, clumsily pouring sugar into the pot.

Yanjiu yelled in a hoarse voice: "Erbai, put less sugar in it, you will panic."

The little fox's cheeks bulged: "No, no, Jiujiu, you look so weak that you are about to die. The doctor said you need to eat more sugar."

Yanjiu lifted the quilt, and the first thing he did after getting up was to sit on the sofa and watch soap operas.

At the same time, he did not forget to comfort the little fox: "I'm not going to die. I just saw a ghost last night and was knocked on the door by someone named Liu in the middle of the night. I was a little weak."

The little fox jumped on the sofa and said brightly:

"Jiujiu, you might as well find a man to absorb Yang Qi.

As foxes, our secret practice is to absorb the man's yang energy. "

At this moment, Yan Jiu was completely lying on the sofa. He corrected:

"First of all, Erbai, you are a male fox. Secondly, I am a man. It is a bit unreliable to find a man to absorb Yang Qi."

At this time, Bai Hu had a bowl of red bean dumplings on his head and was walking steadily towards Yanjiu.

Yanjiu took the warm little Yuanzi and felt that his energy had returned.

But Bai Hu was very dissatisfied. He held his paws in front of Yan Jiu, frowned and said angrily:

"Yanjiu, the rice at home is gone, the ice cream in the refrigerator is gone, and my canned cat is gone."

Yanjiu slowly turned over on the sofa and said without caring, "Money is really needed everywhere."

Bai Hu asked angrily: "Do you want to see how much money is left on your card? Are you going to continue to live a lazy life?"

Yanjiu lay on the sofa, his eyelids gradually drooped again:

"Dabai, otherwise you should stop eating canned cats. I suggest you go to the mountains to catch chickens or silly roe deer. Those things are easy to catch."

Bai Hu suppressed his anger and said, "I don't kill any living beings, which would be harmful to my practice."

Yan Jiu suddenly had an idea: "Then you go to the zoo. White tigers like you are very popular. From now on, the burden of raising a family will be left to you."

Bai Hu: "Listen to what you said, is this human language?"

Finally, under the watchful eyes of Dabai and Erbai, Yanjiu went out.

Instead of going out to work, you go out to school.

He is 21 years old and is in his junior year of college. He basically completes his classes in his sleep and his grades are not bad.

Although Yanjiu has a father, he probably has no father.

His file states that he has neither father nor mother, and earns a living by working part-time in a bar. Therefore, Yanjiu is eligible to apply for the school's poverty subsidy.

Anyway, most of the students in his school are children of powerful people, and there are vacancies for poverty subsidies every year, so he doesn't think he has robbed others of their opportunities.

At this time, the school auditorium was filled with people.

Yanjiu nestled in a chair in the corner, watching the unfinished soap opera.

It is said that a corporate boss came to the school to donate money today, and Yanjiu looked good and was asked to deliver a speech of thanks on behalf of the poor students.

At this time, Yanjiu was drowsy with his cell phone in hand. Suddenly, a creepy feeling spread throughout his body.

Yanjiu looked up and saw Mr. Shang from last night sitting dignifiedly on the VIP table with a distant and cold expression.

The corners of Yanjiu's mouth dropped, but the host on the stage was calling Yanjiu's name:

"Now, please give a speech on behalf of the recipients, Yanjiu."

Yanjiu walked onto the stage with tiny steps, like a zombie who was still awake, very confused.

The moment he picked up the phone, Yanjiu was cautious:

"Thank you, Mr. Shang, for your funding and funding. Thank you very much..."

After that, there was a long silence.

Shang Jing held his chin with one hand and looked at Yanjiu with a half-smile: "No more?"

Yanjiu smiled shyly: "Shang, Mr. Shang, I'm nervous and I'm not good at words... Anyway, thank you."

After he finished speaking, the audience burst into laughter, breaking the awkward situation.

Only Shang Jing raised his fingers towards Yan Jiu. Even though he was reluctant, Yan Jiu slowly moved in front of Shang Jing.

Shang Jing raised his hand and picked off a short white hair from Yanjiu: "What is this?"

Yanjiu said without hesitation: "Cat hair, silver gradient."

Shang Jing picked another slightly longer white hair from Yanjiu: "What about this one? Is it also cat hair?"

Yanjiu's face didn't turn red, and his heart didn't beat: "You're a hairy little Pomeranian." Really, it's almost autumn, why are Dabai and Erbai still shedding hair every day?

Yan Jiu was thinking wildly in his mind, but when he came back to his senses, he saw golden light slowly flowing out from Shang Jing's fingertips, and the two white hairs were burned and roasted by the golden light, turning into light silver dust.

Although Shang Jing made no secret of his actions, only Yan Jiu, who was closest to Shang Jing, could see this "weird" scene.

Shang Jing ignored the gazes of others and slowly approached Yanjiu. He asked with a half-smile:

"Did you see it? Normal animal hair will turn into ashes when burned by golden light, but those two hairs turned into silver light. This means... you have provoked two spirits."

Without concealment or scruple, Shang Jing laid out the facts in front of Yanjiu. He even looked at Yanjiu happily and smiled, full of malice.

Shang Jingzhi was so straightforward that he didn't give Yanjiu a chance to act stupid. Yanjiu could only continue to open his mouth like a retard:

"Ah... this, this kid is silent, strange, powerful and chaotic. I, I'm timid, don't scare me."

Here, the host saw Shang Jing and Yan Jiu talking secretly, and finally spoke to get their attention.

The program of today's activities will continue, so there can be no such delay.

Yanjiu stepped down at the host's signal, but he remained uneasy, as if he had provoked something terrible.

When they returned home in the evening, Dabai and Erbai were holding popcorn and wiping tears in front of the TV series.

Yanjiu walked quietly to the window, with the afterglow of the setting sun shining on him, Yanjiu closed his eyes and started to meditate.

A few minutes later, Yanjiu opened his eyes again, with a very strange expression on his face.

Dabai and Erbai turned off the TV at some point and were sitting side by side in front of Yanjiu:

"Yanjiu, why did you start hexagrams as soon as you came back?"

Yanjiu looked troubled: "It's not like you two lost your hair."

He told the two Furries what he had encountered today in an embellished manner.

The first one to purr was the little fox:

"Erbai is not happy! He dares to say that Dabai and I are monsters! That stinky human being is really ignorant."

Yanjiu remained silent. The "stinky human being" named Shang may not really be ignorant.

There is something wrong with Shang Jing's statement today.

In fact, even if it is a real spirit, when its hair is burned by spiritual power, it will still turn into dust, not silver.

Only shikigami can turn into silver light.

Shikigami sign contracts with people and are driven by people, which is far beyond the meaning of ordinary spirits.

The shikigami is restrained and will not do anything wrong.

In a literal sense, shikigami are more sacred and orthodox than spirits. Even monster hunters have no right to attack shikigami.

If Shang Jing was a half-baked sorcerer and talked nonsense, Yanjiu would just have fun listening to it.

But Yan Jiu just made a prediction to calculate the depth of Shang Jing's ability.

After much calculation, Yanjiu deduced that Shangjing's purple star shone and lived in the middle palace among the nine palaces.

Yanjiu has never seen such a fate, and his deceased master had a bottle.

Spiritual energy gathers, power and wealth are integrated into one body.

This kind of person is naturally strong and has a mysterious and complicated mind. It is impossible not to know that the "silver light" represents the shikigami.

But that guy Shang Jing was talking nonsense to him, maybe he was testing himself.