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Chapter 1: Invite the Immortal

When I was in college, my grandfather called me and solemnly gave me two choices.

The first is to take over his role as a minister and serve as a rescuer at home, saving people and accumulating merit.

The second is to go to school honestly, go your own way from now on, and never go home again.

At the time, I didn't understand what my grandfather meant by what he said, so I chose the path of school without hesitation.

Although my grandfather is a well-known medical practitioner from all over the country, he has treated diseases and saved people for many years, and everyone respects him, but I don't want to do this business.

Even my grandpa once said that you need to be cautious when going out on the road, and most of the people who work in this industry have to specialize in a certain profession. They are either lonely or widowed, or their life is short-lived, and they are likely to be unable to reincarnate after death.

In fact, the most important thing is that I don't want to go back to that home at all.

My name is Shen Nan. I lost my mother when I was three years old. The woman who lives with my father now is my stepmother.

People say that if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather. This sentence is absolutely true. Even though my grandfather is here, they don’t dare to do anything to me, but no one knows how I got here all these years.

It is no exaggeration to say that my grandfather secretly gave me my tuition fees since the fifth grade of elementary school. If I had followed their wishes, I would have been sent to a car repair shop as an apprentice when I was fourteen.

During the three years of college, I never went home. I always worked part-time jobs in my spare time, hoping to save more money and take it back to honor my grandfather after graduation.

As a result, I worked part-time one day and didn't get off work until midnight. I overslept the next day and arrived at class ten minutes late.

This class is taught by Teacher Xu Xi. She is only in her twenties. She is beautiful and has a good personality. Her classes are very interesting. There are almost no late students or absentees in her classes.

So she also has an unwritten rule: if she is late for her class, she must take the initiative to perform a show.

When I arrived at the classroom that day, there was a roar of laughter from below, and they all shouted for me to perform.

In particular, there is a boy named Zhou Cong who usually takes advantage of his rich family to show off his power in the class. A few days ago, he was always treating me because I accidentally touched the breasts of the class beauty Yang Xiaoou when I opened the door to enter the classroom. Not in a good mood.

In his eyes, all the good-looking girls in the class must be his.

This time, he made it clear that he wanted to see my excitement, and he shouted the most joyfully!

But I have been living in silence since I was a child. I don’t have any talents. I am tone-deaf when singing, and my limbs are weak when dancing. I usually have no sense of presence in school.

Even today, when my classmates were making noises, I understood that they just wanted to play tricks on me to please Teacher Xu Xi.

Seeing me standing nearby with an embarrassed look on my face, Teacher Xu Xi told everyone that we should forget about today and let him perform together next time.

Those guys didn't buy into the teacher's kindness. Yang Xiaoou, the class beauty, sat there with a spectator attitude, deliberately trying to make me look embarrassed.

In fact, I have always liked Yang Xiaoou, but I know that I am not worthy of her. In the past few years of college, I have said no more than ten sentences to her.

Last time I accidentally touched someone's breast, she got angry on the spot, pointed at my nose and cursed me. Under her instigation, the whole class began to ostracize me, making me seem like a filthy old pervert.

Seeing her watching with cold eyes and others gloating about her misfortune, I, who had always been introverted and shy, finally plucked up the courage and stepped onto the podium.

"My family is from the Northeast, so I will sing a magical tune for you today."

The audience was quiet for a moment, and then someone shouted: "Shen Tiao? Isn't that just a duo?!"

At this time, the laughter around him became even more serious. Everyone was laughing so hard that Zhou Cong slapped the table and had snot bubbles coming out of his nose.

I ignored them, my face sank, and I patted the desk gently with my hands, slowly trying to get the feel of the drumbeat.

Although I can't sing, my grandfather is Mr. Chuma. I have been hanging around him since I was a child. I have long been accustomed to hearing all kinds of Chuma magic tunes, and I also practice drumming along with him.

The audience burst into laughter, while I played the drums seriously.

Slowly, the drumbeats became louder and louder, the rhythm became better and better, and the noise and laughter around me gradually became quieter. Everyone looked at me with wide eyes curiously.

Even Teacher Xu Xi had a look of amazement on his face and was waiting for my performance with all his attention.

To sing a good tune, the drums must be played well.

My grandpa once told me that playing drums to pray to gods is actually secondary to the lyrics. No matter what you sing, it only needs to be pleasant to the ears. The key is the drum beats, which must be in order and organized.

Many times, whether a drummer can bring himself to work depends on how well he plays the drums.

I kept banging on the desk and finally found the feeling of playing the drum.

The drum beat was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes soft and sometimes heavy, sometimes like a soft whisper, sometimes like a gust of wind and rain.

After a while, I saw that the students in the audience were all attracted to me, so I opened my mouth and started singing.

"Hey... the sun sets over the west mountain... the sun sets over the west mountain, the sky is dark, every house is locked, the road is blocked for traffic, the path is blocked for pedestrians, the magpie and the old bird rush to the big tree, the house bird and the bird rush to the eaves, the ten

There are nine locks on the house, but only one door is left open. With whips and drums, I invite the gods to come and hey, hey, hey, hey..."

It's strange to say that I usually sing out of tune, but I sang this tune very smoothly. Every sentence was in tune, and the words were correct and full of flavor.

"...Pick up King Wen's drum with your left hand, and pick up the general's whip with your right hand. Old immortal, this drum is extraordinary. Let's play King Wen's drum, ring it three times, bump it three times, hit the sun and moon set of the Three Emperors on the top, and hit it on the bottom.

The earthly branches and the five elements are matched with the heavenly stems. On the left is a blue dragon emerging from the East China Sea, and on the right is a white tiger lying deep in the mountains..."

"...The leader of the Golden Flower Church sat in the hall, and the golden boy and beautiful girl came to accompany him. The Hu family sent me to the entrance of Hubei, and the Huang family sent me to Huanghua Mountain. Chang python and snake invited me to the snake plate, and Qingfeng ghost master received the wood.

The high coffin..."

"... When the horses are coming from the south, they will run north; when they are coming from the north, they will run to the south; when they are coming from the east, they will run to the west; when they are coming from the west, they will turn east. When the horses are coming from the front station, they are not slow to report, and they are led in the stable.

Nanshan took the yellow gelding from my family, and Beishan brought the purple-gold saddle. I put my feet in sunflower stirrups, and carried the purple-gold saddle with both hands. The kite turned over on the horse, and the old immortal was about to leave the mountain... Hey, hey, hey, hey...

"

This set of lyrics has long been familiar in my mind. Now I sing more smoothly and happily. I almost forget that I am on the podium of school, with the teacher next to me and dozens of dumbfounded people.

classmate.

As I sang, I felt that my body was getting hotter and hotter, and at the same time, there was a whooshing cold wind on my back, going straight to the Tianling Cap.

But I was already singing so high that I couldn’t stop!

Suddenly, Zhou Cong stood up in the audience, pointed at me and shouted: "Teacher, what he is singing is not duet, he is asking God!"

His voice interrupted my drumbeat.

Teacher Xu Xi, including all the students in the class, also looked shocked and had strange expressions. Some people couldn't help but look around and trembled exaggeratedly.

As soon as the drum beat stopped, the temperature in the classroom dropped instantly.

I also shuddered suddenly, raised my eyes, and stared at Zhou Cong coldly.

A strange and high-pitched voice came out of my mouth uncontrollably.
Chapter completed!
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