At the Tan family compound, a stretched car stopped steadily at the gate. Tan Muxing got out of the car in the twilight and bumped into Tan Qiyu who was playing with birds when he entered the compound.

Tan Qiyu held the stick in one hand and carefully adjusted the equipment in the bird cage. He looked up and saw Tan Muxing coming back. He said curiously, "Xingxing, you are coming back later and later now."

Tan Muxing was embarrassed to say that he would ride for a while before taking the bus, so he hesitated and said, "I was delayed for a while on the road. How come Grandpa came down?"

Tan Qiyu smiled and said, "Let's go down the mountain for a walk while no one is here to disturb us. Your grandma is too lazy to come down with me."

Tan Muxing nodded. He stayed with his grandfather to watch the birds and did not go back to the house immediately.

"By the way, Master Xu Qian will be coming to our house soon." Tan Qiyu stole a glance at Tan Muxing's expression and said, "He came down the mountain to say hello and said that he has not been out of the mountain for the past few years."

Taoist Master Xu Qian has always lived in the Taoist temple, but occasionally he would go out to do things. Now, if he says that he has not left the mountain in recent years, it means that he has not even done anything. Someone on the mountain regularly buys food and water, so the Taoists do not have any difficulties in life without going down the mountain.

Tan Muxing nodded: "Yes, okay."

Tan Qiyu wanted to hint that he should see the Taoist priest less often, but Tan Muxing's reaction was quite indifferent. He sighed and said, "Are you still angry with the Taoist priest?"

Tan Muxing whispered: "I have never been angry with the Taoist priest."

Tan Qiyu said in annoyance: "Alas, this matter is also my fault. I didn't expect you to hide behind the door and hear it. Children shouldn't hear such words... Forget it, if you want to see the Taoist priest, tell me. If you don't want to see the Taoist priest, it's okay!"

Tan Muxing agreed honestly. He had no intention of meeting Taoist Master Xu Qian, and he didn't know what to say if they met.

Tan Muxing exchanged a few words with his grandfather, then walked across the corridor with his schoolbag on his back towards his room.

The dusk was dim, and every blade of grass and every tree in the yard was the same as it had been many years ago. Whenever he walked through the dark and secluded path, he would always recall his childhood memories.

He has lived here since he could remember. He would wander around the yard surrounded by adults during the day, sleep on the old bed under the stars at night, and occasionally hide in the study to scare his grandfather. His parents were busy with work at the time, so he lived with the elders and could not step out of the huge Tan family yard.

There were always Taoist priests visiting the compound, most of them were junior Taoist priests who came to deliver seasonal vegetables and tea. Only one day, a Taoist priest dressed differently came to visit.

Tan Qiyu respectfully invited Master Xuqian into the house, and the two of them had a serious discussion in the study.

The young Tan Muxing didn't understand why the Taoist priest came here, so he hid behind the secret door of the study as usual, waiting to jump out and scare his grandfather when he passed by.

However, the grandfather and the Taoist priest were talking seriously, so Tan Muxing hesitated to disturb them, but it was not a good idea to sneak out at this time. He could only hide behind the door, peek at the situation outside, and wait for the adults to finish.

But they seemed to be talking about him.

The Taoist priest’s words were very harsh and were not something a child could understand, for example, “Three generations of a family is a taboo in Taoism” and “The sins of killing are too great and the karma is too deep”.

Tan Muxing vaguely realized that he seemed to have done something wrong before, and the Taoist priest asked his grandfather to keep an eye on him so that he would not make the same mistake again. He didn't know how long ago that was, they called it "a certain life".

Tan Muxing waited until his grandfather and the Taoist priest left that day before he quietly came out of the study without mentioning the matter to anyone.

When her parents returned from work, Tan Muxing also left the compound and returned to the city to live with her parents.

"Mom, what does it mean to kill too many people?"

"I think it's about killing a lot of people. Did you know that from watching TV series with your grandma?"

"The bearded uncle on the mountain said that I committed too many sins..." The young Tan Muxing had skin as white as porcelain, his eyes were red, and he said in a deep voice, "Mom, am I a bad person?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Uncle Beard?" Mother suddenly realized and hurried to explain, "That's all feudal superstition. Don't take it seriously. The stars are certainly not bad people!"

After her mother coaxed her gently for a long time, Tan Muxing finally calmed down and forgot the bad memory in the study.

Because of this incident, Tan Muxing once resisted returning to the Tan family compound. It was as if as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he would meet the Taoist priest again, and he would be reminded of the dark incident that was buried deep in his heart.

Time can make people forget many things, but it will never make people forget completely.

As Tan Muxing grew older, he spent less and less time in the compound and began to interact with people of his age in kindergarten.

The summer wind in the imperial capital is hot and humid. Children walk on the scorching ground and return indoors after a short outdoor activity.

Conflicts between children develop quickly, starting with a fight over toys and then leading to unexpected shoves.

That was the first time that Tan Muxing realized that he was different from others.

Tan Muxing didn't want to let go of the toy in his hand, but the other party began to desperately snatch and pull it, but he couldn't shake his stability. He just followed the other party's example and pushed him away, but the person in front of him fell hard to the ground, and his tender skin rubbed bright red on the ground.

Sand, blood, crying, and the frightened eyes of the children around.

Tan Muxing held the toy nervously, suddenly not understanding what he had done wrong and felt at a loss what to do under the gaze of so many people.

The teacher who rushed over checked the man's wounds and sternly warned both parties: "Don't use violence."

Tan Muxing was not the first to attack, but his power did cause pain to others, and even he himself could not control this power.

Perhaps he had really done something in a previous life, and that feeling was innate and did not require any practice.

The injured child was sent to the infirmary by the teacher, while the remaining children avoided talking about Twilight Star and they all looked a little scared.

Tan Muxing looked down at the toy in his hand, suddenly felt bored, and put it back into the toy basket.

There are lots and lots of toys in his house. His parents will buy him whatever he wants, as if letting go or not is the point. It doesn’t matter whether they fight for it or not.

It turned out that it was not feudal superstition, but he didn't want to believe it from the bottom of his heart.

Don't use violence, that's all.

Sitting at the desk, Tan Muxing shook his head desperately, trying to get rid of the past, and then began to sketch with full concentration.

He shook the draft and couldn't help feeling a little worried. It seemed that his deskmate liked gold more?

He could borrow Chu Qianli's homework to copy, help her with some simple chores, accompany them to record astrology videos or do fortune telling, or even go out of his way to ride a bike home with her... He never thought about anything else, he felt that the current situation was already good enough.

Simple happiness is precious enough, and we should not expect too much.

It is better to be a fool than a general.

The school party ended successfully. The classmates went on stage to perform a costume drama. Chu Qianli and Tan Muxing played supporting roles throughout the whole process and managed to fool around.

After the party, only the final exam was left, which gave Chu Qianli a headache.

Chu Qianli lay on the table in frustration. She couldn't concentrate on reading at all. She muttered, "Why haven't I received any big money recently?"

Chu Qianli is now studying the Red Crystal Tarot. She still does fortune-telling for others online, but has never met any wealthy clients.

She looked at Tan Muxing with a rather resentful look in her eyes: "Am I out of fashion?"

Tan Muxing's eyes dodged, and he explained in panic: "I haven't met a suitable one recently..."

Qiu Qingkong mainly operates the network customer base, while Tan Muxing introduces the rich CEO. The two have different expansion directions, but together they build a complete customer network.

In fact, Chu Qianli became famous at the Qi family birthday banquet. Countless people were asking about her name, and they all heard that a new young master had emerged in the imperial capital.

Qi Chengliang didn't want Qi Yan's people to be in the spotlight, and since he didn't know Chu Qianli's name, he didn't respond at all and blocked the person who asked questions. Qi Yan usually attended classes at school and had not officially entered the circle.

He Jianping guessed that the young master was Chu Qianli, but he couldn't rashly bypass Tan Muxing's introduction. Occasionally, he would ask questions on behalf of others, hoping to find out Chu Qianli's time through Tan Muxing.

There are many wealthy bosses who want to consult Chu Qianli about things, but Tan Muxing dares not accept them recently, mainly because the final exams are approaching.

He knew very well that his deskmate wanted to avoid studying by stealing food, but his final exam results were too bad. He had to put the idea of ​​making money on hold for a while and at least get a diploma.

Tan Muxing advised kindly, "I heard someone will come after the final exams. Everyone is busy right now."

Chu Qianli sighed: "But I still want to make some money before the holiday, otherwise I won't have the chance to do so when I return to the village."

Tan Muxing was stunned: "Are you going back to the village during the holidays?"

"Yes, I haven't been home for a long time. I need to clean up the house." Chu Qianli used the Red Crystal Tarot to obtain some information. He also needed to go back and look through his grandfather's old books. Maybe he could figure out something new.

When Tan Muxing calmed down, he found that Chu Qianli also called the village "home" and never avoided talking about the past.

"Well, I can go find a money printing machine and cry my heart out, so I can make some money in advance..." Chu Qianli began to sit on the table and ponder. She looked at Tan Muxing eagerly and muttered, "Is it really impossible to find a rich sucker?"

Her face was full of expressions that almost said "You try your best, think of a solution", and she was almost in tears.

"No, I really can't..." Tan Muxing shook his head firmly. He was afraid that his hesitation in her eyes would delay her final review.

He thought about it for a while and decided to change the subject, asking, "By the way, aren't you going to celebrate your birthday? Now you have two choices, depending on which one you like. One is..."

Chu Qianli: "I want them all!"

Tan Muxing was surprised: "Ah? But I'm afraid you won't like some of the things you receive?"

Chu Qianli said decisively: "Don't ask, I want them all! If you're afraid that I don't like them, just give me more. There will always be someone who likes them. More more more!"

Tan Muxing: "...Okay."

Tan Muxing finally managed to change the topic by using a gift and make Chu Qianli forget about the incident of occupying the stalks, but unexpectedly Qiu Qingkong came over and ruined the situation with a few words.

Qiu Qingkong said worriedly, "Teacher, do you have any way to improve my luck? I know that eating crystal powder is useless, but I heard that the crew has to burn incense during the opening ceremony? Is it something like this?"

Chu Qianli explained: "Ah, I don't do rituals, nor do I like to study this kind of technique. I prefer to follow the laws of nature. I believe in Marxism."

Some people not only learn divination but also burn incense and worship Buddha. Chu Qianli has no such belief, so she will not be exposed to some things. She has learned a combination of Chinese and Western astrology, so it is a bit embarrassing to do these things. Should she believe in the Eastern God or the Western God? Isn't this embarrassing?

Qiu Qingkong shook his head helplessly: "Well, let my dad find it himself. I also said that you can make the money. Who knows who will cheat him again..."

Chu Qianli's eyes lit up when she heard this. She raised her head and said, "New victim... No, new distinguished guest! Can you tell me what's going on?"

"But you don't want to do the incense ceremony?"

"Solving problems doesn't just depend on rituals. Tell me what you want to do."

"Aren't our family members in the media business? When the company wanted to promote a boy band, they wanted to hold some ceremonies before the debut, similar to the start of a filming. You know, whether an artist is popular or not is a bit mysterious, and my dad and his family kind of believe in this."

Tan Muxing noticed that Chu Qianli was moved, and he reminded her weakly: "We have final exams coming up, so I think we should review first..."

Qiu Qingkong explained: "It's not very complicated. Just go there. The company is very close."

Chu Qianli and Qiu Qingkong hit it off immediately. They decided to go to the company to check the situation, which made Tan Muxing, who had tried hard to persuade them, very helpless.

Fortunately, the media company is not far away, so Chu Qianli doesn’t have to rush over on weekends.

The three of them took a bus after school and arrived in 20 minutes. The company was divided into different areas, and the interns had their own activity area and practice rooms.

Qiu Qingkong brought Chu Qianli and Tan Muxing into the company. After greeting the staff, she led her companions to the practice room, just in time to catch up with the singing and dancing practice before the boy band's debut.

Chu Qianli knew that the company wanted the boy band to be popular, so she wanted to have some ceremony before their debut, but she stood outside the practice room and stared for a long time, and suddenly realized that there were some jobs that she really couldn't take.

Chu Qianli stood there for a long time. She looked at Qiu Qingkong and asked tentatively, "Why don't you let your uncle find someone himself?"

Qiu Qingkong was surprised: "Why?"

Chu Qianli thought hard, she stroked her chin and said awkwardly: "Well... solving problems is not just about relying on rituals, but there are some problems that cannot be solved by rituals or other means."

Tan Muxing translated accurately: "She meant that even if you sing and dance like this, there is no hope for you to rely on metaphysics."

Qiu Qingkong: “…”