The rich and young are heavenly masters

Qin Zhen smiled even more obsequiously when he heard the words, "Brother, isn't this thinking... I have some questions and I want to ask you."

"What's the question?" Qin Yin responded casually, planning to have breakfast.

Qin Zhen followed up in a fart, "Brother, that ghost thing appeared in my body yesterday, does this mean..." Qin Zhen lowered his voice, looking mysterious, "Does this mean that Can I be like you?"

Qin Yin finally understood what Qin Zhen was asking. This guy was asking him if he also had a talent for cultivation!

Before, Qin Yin didn't see from Qin Zhen's body that the other party had any cultivation talent. If any ordinary person could have such a thing as cultivation talent, then this kind of thing would have been a rotten thing by now.However, the semi-spiritual little milk cat suddenly chose Qin Zhen's body as its shelter, maybe it was really missed by itself before.

Thinking of this, Qin Yin looked Qin Zhen up and down carefully, Qin Zhen couldn't help but straighten his back, "Brother..."

"Hold out your hand, let me see." Qin Yin said lightly.

Qin Zhen stretched out his hand quickly, so fast that he was afraid that his elder brother would regret it if he was a second late.

Qin Yin held Qin Zhen's wrist, carefully inspected the other person's condition, to see if he had any talent in cultivation, and... still didn't find it.

Qin Zhen looked at Qin Yin expectantly: "How about it, brother, am I talented?"

Qin Yin shook his head: "I didn't see it."

Qin Zhen opened his mouth wide, as if he was extremely surprised, but also seemed to be completely stunned by the news.

"Brother... big brother... so... I can't be like you?" Qin Zhen immediately cried after being shocked, as if he had received a great blow.

Qin Yin thought for a while, and said: "That's not the case, there are still opportunities, but don't worry, have you had breakfast yet?"

Qin Zhen nodded sullenly: "I've eaten."

"Follow me upstairs after I finish eating."

"Oh, good." Qin Zhen was still depressed, waiting for Qin Yin to finish eating.

Qin Yin glanced at the bereaved face of his cheap brother, and started to eat breakfast indifferently.

After breakfast, when Qin Yin was about to take Qin Zhen upstairs, his phone rang. Looking at the number, Qin Yin was really surprised because it turned out to be Shen Yu's phone number!

Qin Yin raised his eyebrows, picked up the phone, and Shen Yu's cold voice came from the phone.

"Qin Yin, do you have time?"

"Huh?" Qin Yin was surprised, then smiled: "Of course I have time, but something?"

"Zhou Huayang has lost his soul."

"Lihun?" Qin Yin was taken aback, a little surprised, "How could Lihun?"

"I don't know, it was already like this when I found out, if you have time, you can come and take a look."

"Okay." Qin Yin rubbed his chin and agreed, "I still have something to do, I'll be there later."

"Well, after you come, come directly to Building 23."

Qin Yin hung up the phone, thoughtful.It's just leaving the soul, isn't it a very simple thing to call back the soul?With Shen Yu's strength, does this kind of thing still need foreign aid?It's a bit weird.

"Brother?" Seeing that Qin Yin seemed to be in a daze, Qin Zhen couldn't help calling out.

Qin Yin regained consciousness, looked at Qin Zhen, "Come on, follow me upstairs."

Qin Zhen obediently followed Qin Yin upstairs, the two brothers went directly to Qin Yin's room, Qin Zhen followed into Qin Yin's room, and when he was about to ask what was going on, he saw Qin Yin's big bed in the room There was a small white milk cat lying on the bed, and for a moment, Qin Zhen felt as if his fur had exploded.

Of course he is familiar with this little white milk cat, after all, he only saw it yesterday!

Hasn't this kind of ghost thing been humanely destroyed by his elder brother?Why are you still here!

"Brother... This... This thing... Why is this thing still there!" Qin Yin almost laughed out loud at this full of disgust.

The little white milk cat looked over sadly, its body still looked weak, but the sadness in its eyes was obviously about to turn into substance!

Qin Yin hooked the corner of his mouth, and said meaningfully: "You don't like this thing?"

Qin Zhen said as a matter of course: "Of course, who still likes this kind of ghost?"

Qin Yin almost burst out laughing.

The blue eyes of the little white milk cat suddenly became more mournful, as if Qin Zhen could just say a word and cry directly!

"Cough cough." Qin Yin coughed and said slowly: "Qin Zhen, this cat...is still useful. Don't you want to practice? This cat can help you."

"It?" Qin Zhen looked in the direction of the little white milk cat with doubt and disgust, "How can it help me?"

"First, you need to recognize the Lord."