Fortune Teller Master

Remember for a second

Staring in Lin Qingyin's direction, he asked Zhou Zihao, What did you call that little girl just now?

Zhou Zihao was annoyed when he heard this sentence, and he didn't speak his mind. He glanced at Lin Qingyin a little uneasy, and looked very pitiful. Lin Qingyin walked over with her hands behind her back, looked down at the red burn marks on the back of Old Man Zhou's hand, and reached out to cover her own.

Zhou Zihao and Zhou Wenshan only saw Lin Qingyin holding Grandpa Zhou's hand, but Grandpa Zhou's heart, who was covered by Lin Qingyin's back, was like a stormy wave, and his eyes stared straight at Lin Qingyin, shocked. Can't say a word.

After about half a minute, Lin Qingyin took off his hand, and then saw that the red spot on the back of the old man's hand had returned to its original skin color, and there was no trace of it.

Zhou Zihao glanced at the back of Grandpa Zhou's hand with some doubts, and asked uncertainly, Grandpa, do you want to use yào cream?

No. Grandpa Zhou pushed Zhou Zihao's hand away, with a more solemn look on his face, got up and made a respectful gesture to Lin Qingyin: Master, please take a seat.

You don't have to be so polite, old man. Lin Qingyin sat next to Zhou Nǎinǎi with a smile, took a moment of sunflower seeds from the table and squeezed them open in her hands, and put the slightly damp sunflower seeds into her mouth.

The melon seeds just peeled from the sunflower have a lot of water, and the taste is not crisp, but they have a unique fragrance and sweetness. Lin Qingyin ate one and thought it tasted good, so she couldn't help but reach out and squeeze another one from the front of the old lady.

The old lady watched Lin Qingyin take melon seeds one by one like a little squirrel, and quickly reached out and grabbed a large handful of them and put them in front of her, and said with a smile, If you like to eat, eat more, I grow them all by myself. There is no farming.

Zhou nǎinǎi liked Lin Qingyin very much, but Grandpa Zhou looked at Lin Qingyin with a very complicated expression. The white tea on the table is five years old and needs to be boiled for seven minutes before it tastes great. As soon as the boiling hot tea was poured into the cup, he spilled it all on the back of his hand. At that time, he felt a burning pain and synaesthesia escaping from the inside of his skin. And Lin Qingyin covered the scalded area with his hand, and a cold breath came out from the aching skin, swam quickly in the skin, and quickly suppressed the burning pain.

No one else could see anything unusual in the scene just now, but Grandpa Zhou knew clearly in his heart that he had met an expert, and this expert might have come here for a secret that he had kept for a lifetime.

Grandpa Zhou stretched out his hand and took the teacup in front of Zhou Zihao, drank the tea in it tremblingly, and asked, Who the hell are you?

I'm the master invited by your grandson. Lin Qingyin peeled off the pine nuts and said in a casual chatting tone, They always sleep in the villa and want to invite me to see what's going on.

An angry look appeared on Grandpa Zhou's face. He raised his head and glared at Zhou Zihao and said quickly, There is nothing in my family, otherwise how could my wife and I sleep so soundly. After treating the burn himself, the old man eased his tone, but there was a bit of pleading in his voice: Maybe they are used to the bustle of the city, so they couldn't sleep well when they came back. I promise that this will never happen again in the future. .You are a master, not worth wasting your time on such trifles.

Seeing Grandpa trying to defend himself, Zhou Zihao said in a low voice, Grandpa, we have all seen it.

Grandpa Zhou turned his head abruptly, his voice trembling: What did you see? I said we have nothing in our house.

I saw a snake! Zhou Zihao glanced at Lin Qingyin and still told the truth: The little master set up a formation, and we saw a glowing and transparent snake coming in through the door in the middle of the night, and it went from room to room. Checked it out, and finally lied in front of your bedroom door,

Seeing Grandpa's pale face and trembling limbs, Zhou Zihao grabbed Grandpa's hand and said, Grandpa, don't be afraid.

Grandpa Zhou jerked Zhou Zihao's hand away, looking at him with an unprecedented stern look: What did you do to that snake? Did you kill it?

The snake doesn't have a real body, why should we kill it? Zhou Zihao said innocently: We went back to the room to sleep after seeing it lying on your doorstep, but the snake got in when I was about to fall asleep. Now. Zhou Zihao muttered a little complaining here: No wonder I used to feel that something was looking at me when I slept here. The co-author is this ancestor.

Grandpa Zhou heard that the big snake was not injured, obviously loose

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