I have known my horoscope fate since I was a child. My grandmother, Mrs. Yun, and my mother, Mrs. Yun, both practiced spiritual arts, in other words, they are modern onmyojis.But I am not.Neither my grandmother nor my mother wanted me to touch any dirty things. That dirty thing would be a fatal blow to me--dirty things, that is, things that my grandmother and mother have dealt with all their lives, that is, souls. ghost. I try not to touch those supernatural things, but I am very sensitive to them. The cold air often lingers around me, making me at a loss what to do.Those foreign objects are evil spirits who are eager to find a substitute so that they can be reincarnated. They usually look for short-lived people with bad luck.And I, in the eyes of those foreign objects, are clearly delicious food.

My grandmother and mother gave me a family heirloom ancient jade, which is said to be able to drive away evil spirits, so that those evil spirits will have scruples and cannot harm me.The piece of jade was pale and old, without much luster, and its age could not be seen, and it was carved with ancient chi patterns.Chi, shaped like a dragon but without horns, curly tail, Chi Qu, began to appear on various utensils in the Spring and Autumn Period.Looking at its shape, the mouth is narrower, the eyes are thinner, the body is slightly fatter, and the buttocks are slightly thinner. It has changed slightly from the Spring and Autumn Period, and it should be after the Tang Dynasty and before the Song Dynasty.This chi jade has been hung close to my neck since I was eight years old, maybe it can really protect me. Until I was twenty years old, although there were aliens constantly entangled in my body, I never encountered any accidents.

But as I get older, the lingering cold air is getting colder and biting, and the probability and time of appearance are getting longer and longer. I can even see the thin person in the cold air closely following me , go hand in hand. Mother often sighed: "Your horoscope is doomed, you will not live to be twenty-four years old, how can I save you, Xiyue?" In fact, probably because of the reminder of that piece of ancient jade, I have already escaped several catastrophes. Once, it was in a brand new business center.I was shopping with the flow of people, and suddenly felt that the situation was a little weird.When I looked up, there were figures everywhere, as thin as a faint mist, unexpectedly more than the crowds shopping.My heart suddenly felt cold, and I rushed out of the business center.

As soon as I stepped out of the crystal-like glass door, I heard a rumbling sound, cement dust flying around, and then a huge cracking sound.By the time I fled to safety, the beautiful ten-story building had crashed to the ground, and many new or old souls were flying over the ruins.Some were crying, some were laughing, and some were floating in the air in a daze. Later, this business center became a typical example of tofu dregs projects in the city. The second time, my friend and I went sightseeing on the top floor of the 24th floor. When we took the elevator downstairs, there were many people in the elevator.I asked my friend to go down first, intending to watch the scenery for a while, and take the next elevator downstairs.The friend mumbled, "Why don't you go down now when there are fewer people?" and closed the elevator.

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the feet of those people in the elevator just now seemed to be floating! I frantically rushed up to knock on the elevator door, but it was too late, and there was a crisp sound of metal colliding and falling. The friend died, the elevator had an accident and fell from the twenty-fourth floor. Then, the third and fourth similar situations occurred, and I narrowly escaped death. I didn't even know whether I was lucky or unlucky. I am twenty-four years old this year, which is exactly the deadline my grandmother and mother set for me.

My boyfriend, Jing Qian, is very nervous at this moment, guarding me every day, hardly daring to leave me half a step away.We have been in love for three years since college.I don't know how many times, the two cuddled and depended on each other, wandering around under the moon before the flowers, only wishing that in this life and in this life, they will grow old together and never be separated.For ordinary lovers, this may be happiness within reach, but I have to wait anxiously and helplessly for my destined destiny. I didn't want my family to worry and I didn't want to die.I like Jing Qian, my grandmother and mother, my books and my computer, and the lively and free world I live in now.Sometimes I even hate myself, why do I know my own fate, and let myself always be in the embarrassment and wandering of waiting for death.If you don't know anything, at least you will be happy in front of you.

Grandmother and mother spent a lot of time together, and Jing Qian took me all the way to the top of Shambhala Snow Mountain in Tibet.There is an excellent Tianxiu master there, who is said to be able to travel through thousands of years and comprehend life and death. My grandmother met him once when she was young and knew his supernatural powers, so she decided to pray to him for help. The great mage Tianxiu with a pair of deep blue eyes stared at me in a black robe, his gaze flickered for a long time, then he looked at the piece of ancient jade with chi pattern, and let out a "huh".

The grandmother hurriedly said: "This jade is a legacy from our ancestors. It has always been able to ward off evil spirits and suppress demons. Unfortunately, it seems that it can't save Yueer now." She took off the jade and handed it to Master Tianxiu respectfully. . Master Tianxiu held the ancient jade in his hands, and chanted for a moment with his eyes closed. The dim jade body gradually emitted a clear light like moonlight. I looked at the clear light, and my mind couldn't help being in a trance, and the things in front of me seemed to be hazy.While he was in a daze, he suddenly felt pain in his middle finger. The finger had been caught by Master Tianxiu, and a needle was inserted lightly. A drop of blood fell on the ancient jade. The pale jade was immediately stained with a blush. A bit charming, it seems that it will not fade away.

Master Tianxiu returned the jade to me and said: "This jade has been circulating in the world for thousands of years, and its spiritual power is profound. I have transferred a strand of the girl's soul into it, and it has become one of the jade's bodies. Girls are dependent on life and death, if something happens to the girl, this jade will definitely protect the girl's soul, and with the spiritual power of the jade, maybe it will give the girl a chance to be reborn!" Jing Qian said anxiously: "So, my Xiyue is still doomed and must die first?" Master Tianxiu said: "The destiny is determined by the sky, how can human beings be able to defeat it?"

The grandmother asked: "So, where will Xiyue be reborn?" Master Tianxiu smiled and said, "That depends on where Gu Yu takes her. Maybe the end of the world, maybe close, maybe today, maybe hundreds of years ago, maybe hundreds of years later." I was stunned, and blurted out, "Then how do I find my parents and family again?" Master Tianxiu smiled wryly and said, "I don't know either. However, you can try again at Shambhala. Our temple has existed since the Tang Dynasty, and it has been passed down from generation to generation. The abbots of all dynasties are practicing Very tall archmage."

Master Tianxiu flicked his black sleeves, showing a trace of tiredness. Grandma hurriedly took us to leave. Even though it was evening, Master Tianxiu had no intention of staying with us, so we had to hurry down the mountain. After walking for three or four miles on the vast snow-capped mountains, all four of them were tired.Jing Qian spread a tent on the leeward side, and I got in, only feeling top-heavy, I don't know if part of my soul was sucked into the ancient jade, I was so tired that I fell asleep. Jing Qian watched Xiyue fall asleep with a tired face, afraid of disturbing her, he and the two elders lit a bonfire a little far away, warmed the dry food and water, and planned to feed it to Xiyue when it was hot. At this moment, Mrs. Yun suddenly asked, "What's the sound?" Jing Qian smiled and said, "Where is the sound?" But at this time, he also heard a rumbling sound coming from the top of the mountain, and it became clearer and closer. And Mrs. Yun and Mrs. Yun's hairs stood on end, because their inspiration clearly told them that the voice was clearly mixed with the breath of death, and even the happy cry of a lonely soul.It was a lonely wandering soul who had died in a snow mountain accident, and was excited about the substitute he was about to find. Madam Yun suddenly shouted: "It's Xue Beng! Xiyue! Xiyue!" She was about to run towards the tent, but Jing Qian grabbed her: "Quick! Moment!" The whistling snow waves came all over the sky, and the edge brought Mrs. Yun and Jing Qian over, drowning them immediately. The old lady Yun stood a little far away, only being swept up by the air wave and retreating a few steps, watching the terrifying snow wave sweeping away, she murmured: "God! Gosh!" Then he started to plow the snow with his hands like crazy, and the snow was shaking in that place. Jing Qian finally showed his head and shouted: "Auntie, Auntie's hand is with mine!" He struggled and crawled out of danger, and joined forces with Mrs. Yun to pull Mrs. Yun out. Mrs. Yun fell to the ground, shook off the snow from her clothes, collected herself, looked at the white snow in front of her, and asked, "Where is Xiyue? Where is Xiyue?" Both Mrs. Yun and Jing Qian were silent. The whizzing avalanche whizzed away, covering the road, innocent as if it had never happened, just a piece of pure white and crystal clear, as if it had been so spotless, elegant and clean since ancient times. The place where Xiyue used to sleep, together with the tent, completely disappeared, as if it had never existed. It took a long time for old lady Yun to say: "Gu Yu will bring Xiyue to a very happy place." In the eyes of Mrs. Yun and Jing Qian, tears began to glisten. Gu Yu, where will you take Xiyue? Xiyue, when will we see you again? will you be okay Will you miss us?