Witch God Realm

Yin Sui quietly moved his numb legs. Although there were cushions under his knees, he should have been in pain after sitting on his knees for two hours, but he didn't dare to make too much movement, even breathing carefully Converged.

Although there is a saying in the ancient "Book of Rites, Qu Lishang": "For the ritual of being a son of man, it is warm in winter and warm in summer, and calm in the morning."But it's a disaster to greet you like this every morning and evening.

Yin Sui didn't dare to raise his head, but it wasn't due to the filial piety in China since ancient times. Although there is respect, it's more because of fear.

Yin Muzhe, Yin Sui's father, even in front of his relatives, exudes an aura of not getting close to him.Yin Sui often felt a chill in front of him that couldn't be dispelled even in the dog days.

"Nightmare God", the word appeared in Yin Sui's mind, perhaps this is a reasonable explanation for his father's aura.But Yin Sui didn't think so. This father, even if he wasn't possessed by the Nightmare God, would definitely not lose his aura at all.

This is the temperament of the people of the Yin family - cold and arrogant, arrogant.

No, this should be the feeling that every witch and spirit master gives to ordinary people, and the Yin family, one of the four major families in Donglan Kingdom, is even more so.

Wizard, this is a term that Yin Sui has never heard of in his previous life. This term, which should be associated with superstition, has actually appeared in his life and even integrated into his life. in the blood.

The heirs of the Yin family of the four major families - isn't it blended into the blood?It's just that the people of the Yin family can't wait to take it back again.

Yin Sui pouted, it wasn't his fault, was it?Well, although everyone in the Yin family thought it was his fault.

Yin Sui didn't care, the comfortable life brought by the surname "Yin" was enough for many people to envy.Isn't it just to be despised by the Yin family, and there will be no loss of meat.

Before crossing over to this world, he wanted to live a life of "holding a fixed salary, eating and dying".

Alas, it would be more perfect if you don't have to sit on your knees.

Yin Sui quietly turned his head to look at the yard. Today's weather is very good and the sun is shining brightly, but Yin Sui looks strangely cold in his eyes.Bounded by the wooden corridor, the gloom under the eaves and the sunshine in the yard form a sharp contrast.This clear-cut phenomenon always makes Yin Sui feel cold.

A long history is the foundation of a family's status and power, but this kind of accumulation does not leave only glory... just like this ancient building and the... shadow left by its ancestors.

"Yin Sui." A deep voice sounded, Yin Sui shuddered, and hurriedly looked up at his father.

His father's face was very sharp and angular, with three-dimensional features, he should be very handsome.But those deep eyes and pale complexion that hasn't been exposed to the sun for a long time make people feel cold.

Yin Sui turned his face casually, and made a serious expression: "Yes".

Yin Sui looked at his father, his movements hadn't changed for two hours, his back was still straight.Father is obviously still very young, but his temples are already graying.If Yin Sui pays attention, even if he is half-baked, he can see his father surrounded by a layer of light blue cold light, wrapping his father naturally and docilely like clothes.

This light is what people in this world call "spiritual power".

"Crack." The father threw the book in his hand heavily on the wooden floor.

Yin Sui shrank his neck, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: Dad, you are already quite scary, so you don't need to borrow props anymore, really don't!

"If you were born in an ordinary family, it would be considered an honor." There was a trace of pity and obvious disgust in the father's eyes, "As a member of the Yin family, you are destined to suffer hard all your life."

That's enough, Dad, I understand what you mean, and to paraphrase the old man's words: "The Yin family is really unfortunate to have a grandson like you!"

You don't have to feel sorry for me anymore. Compared with other children of the Yin family, I don't know how much happier I am.

Yin Sui couldn't help but slander.

That's right, during this period of time, the other children of the Yin family should tense up and practice hard, trying to be worthy of the surname "Yin".Only Yin Sui had time to drink tea and chat with his father.Uh... just a little heavy psychological burden.

Yin Muzhe frowned and looked at his son. If he has any regrets in his life, the first is that he was not born in the family of the head of the Yin family; the second is that he gave birth to such a useless son.

Yin Suixin said: He was a genius when he was young, but he is useless when he grows up, that's not what he wants...

It's like, a three-year-old child's IQ is, wow, a child prodigy; but if he dies, if his IQ is still... the family is unfortunate.

However, regardless of IQ, Yin Sui is very innocent.At least he was very happy, did he pass the exam?But this pass line belongs to the public, not to the Yin family.

"Although your ability is not satisfactory, you are a descendant of my Yin family after all. It's the Chinese New Year, and you have to buy everything." Yin Muzhe said, then took out the scroll and threw it to Yin Sui, then stood up and turned to leave.

Yin Suifu respectfully sent him away.

When Yin Muzhe's footsteps could no longer be heard, Yin Suicai raised his head and let out a long breath, then pursed his mouth: "Tough effort."

Hehe, although I was suppressed by my father, I still have money to take.

Yin Sui happily picked up the scroll carefully.Hand scroll—a cloth scroll, a space-type storage device that can only be made by senior wizards.In fact, it is to use the space magic array on the scroll.To put it simply, the wizards in Donglan Country who can make scrolls can be counted on ten fingers.

Tsk tsk, a big deal.

Yin Suimei put away the hand scroll happily.Space ring?That kind of thing is too extravagant, that is, hand scrolls, and there are only three Yin Sui, tsk, this is a luxury, if you put it in modern times, it is a wireless card, diamond-level.

Yin Sui thought, it's Chinese New Year, the grade of gifts should not be too low, the mother and the old lady will be ready and don't need to spend money by themselves.new clothes?Just kidding, he already wears new clothes all year round. Besides, the women with high status in the family have already started preparing for these things, so he doesn't need to worry about them.

Hey~ Dad's scroll, put it away, it's private property, hehe.

Yin Sui was pacing in the yard with his hands behind his back, thinking, the sun is good today, and his father just granted another day off to do some shopping, how about going out for a stroll?

As I was walking, I saw a group of "little meat balls" bouncing happily in front of me.Yin Suixin made a move, there was no one around, a good opportunity.Immediately leaning forward, she smiled and said, "Xiao Zhiyue, what are you doing? Tell brother, okay?"

The little girl was wearing a complicated fancy dress, and her baby fat face was so cute.The little girl is the baby bump in the family, but it's a pity that the little girl doesn't pay much attention to his brother.

Look, the little girl wrinkled her face, looked at him unhappy, and then looked around, and found that there was really no other choice, so she reluctantly said: "Brother, my little ball fell into the tree." Here you go, help me take it off."

Yin Sui looked up: "..."

A thousand-year-old tree with a tall trunk and lush branches, how did she drop the ball into it?Yin Sui raised his head and felt a pain in his neck.

Yin Sui strolled under the old tree, climbed up?

"Hmph, the third-level wind travel technique failed again, the little ball is not obedient at all, I want my mother to change it for me." The little girl complained while kicking her feet.

(Small balls—spiritual balls, made of special materials with strong spiritual sensitivity, are props used by the Yin family for children to practice spiritual power.)

Pa... "Oh..." Yin Suiba slammed and fell from the tree.

Well, I know I'm useless, I'm not even as good as a five-year-old girl.My wind travel technique is only at the third level...

"Brother, what are you doing? Use the flying technique to fly up!" Xiao Zhiyue blinked her innocent big eyes.

"..." Well, I hope it succeeds, and if I lose face in front of Xiao Zhiyue, I don't expect her to call me brother at all!

Yin successfully flew onto the branch with a flying technique. The silent spell was difficult, so he lowered his voice and chanted the spell.Cheating in front of the little girl, Ami Tofu, it's all for the dignity of my brother.

Yin Sui got the ball, landed safely, and secretly wiped his sweat.

"Here, here you are. Zhiyue, in fact, the quality of the ball is not the key. If you are proficient in Fengxing, even a ball made of ordinary materials can fly up." It is a rare opportunity to show my brother's strength.

"Thank you brother."

Yin Sui nodded in satisfaction.

"Brother, you need to continue practicing the flying technique, and you are not yet proficient in the silent spell." The little girl ran away.

"..." A child is a child, so innocent.

Yin Sui, who was 24 years old when he came here, has lived in this world for a few more years, and he has officially entered the ranks of middle-aged people.But the surface is still a minor.

Yin Sui stretched out his hand, and there was a faint blue halo on the palm. Unfortunately, it was so meager that people in the Yin family thought it was a masterpiece of "unfortunate family", embarrassing.