Boss, do you think I look like a dish?

After Xia Shu came home, he couldn't read the book anymore. He always thought about how he should help Xia Chongshan if Xia Chen came home at night with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Lou took the initiative to help Qin Muyun pick vegetables.

Qin Muyun found that he was in a good mood today, thinking that something good happened to him, so he asked.

"Nothing, just happier."

When Xia Chongshan came home, he saw the mother and son talking and laughing, cooking together, and couldn't help being even more satisfied with Qin Muyun.He put down his briefcase and cell phone, and took off his watch, "Why are you two chatting so happily?"

"Dad, you're back!" Xia Shu put down the celery stalk in his hand and went to the living room to greet Xia Chongshan.

"Well, why are you free to help your mother today?"

Xia Shu smiled, "My mother is very busy on weekdays, so I can help a little, and I can't do anything else."

Xia Chongshan nodded, "Very good, you have grown up!" Now he is more and more satisfied with this family, his two sons are very sensible, his wife is also beautiful and gentle, the company's affairs are going well, and everything is developing very well. It made him happy, "Open a bottle of red wine at night, you and Xiaochen are grown up and sensible, the three of us will drink one!"

"Okay, I'll get it!" Xia Shu wished that Xia Chongshan would be happy. The happier he is now, the angrier he will be when he sees Xia Chen later. This kind of emotional gap will definitely make him lose his temper at Xia Chen. In the end, the two sons will compare each other , he will discover his goodness.

Xia Chen is also in a very good mood today. He doesn't need to pay for medical expenses. He walks home much more briskly, and when he enters the house, he shouts, "Dad, I'm back." He never takes the initiative to greet Qin Muyun, including Xia Chen. Book.

"Xiaochen is back, wash your hands and prepare to eat." Qin Muyun took a step forward and Xia Chongshan replied.

Xia Shu picked out a bottle of older red wine from the wine cabinet, and when he turned his head, he heard Xia Chen coming back. He turned his head excitedly and saw that there was no other color on Xia Chen's fair and tender face, and his clothes were also clean very.

Just as he was wondering, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang, and he grabbed the red wine bottle with one hand and answered the call, "Xia Shu, you dare to play tricks on me, just wait for me, let's settle the debt slowly!"

"Hello, hello?" Xia Shu recognized Jia Ge's voice, but what does such a nonsensical sentence mean?He took the money and didn't teach Xia Chen a lesson for him, and made himself wait?When it's over, Xia Shu feels scared. If this matter is not handled well, will his father know that he has asked someone to teach Xia Chen a lesson?

To say that this is also the first time Xia Shu has dealt with this kind of bastard. He only thought that the matter could be resolved smoothly, but he didn't consider that there would be side effects. To be able to settle this matter.

Xia Chen put the schoolbag back in the room and changed his clothes. Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged on his bed and closed his eyes to practice. There was a new talisman on the table.

Just got the benefits of talisman seals, but now Xia Chen really regards them as treasures. The ghostly talisman-like strokes on them now seem to be mysterious and powerful, so carefully put them away and put them in the pages of the book. Xia Chen is ready to Come back to practice immediately after eating.

After a meal, Xia Shu tasted the same. Xia Chen didn't have time to care if he was in a normal mood. He was anxious to eat and go back to the house to draw symbols.

With a sense of psychological identity, when Xia Chen brought up the cinnabar brush again, his mood was completely different from before. Being forced to paint by Zhao Sheng and painting on his own initiative were two completely different effects. Perpendicular to the paper, he followed the original talisman in his heart to trace the strokes silently. Xia Chen took a deep breath to calm himself down. The tip of the brush moved on the paper. The moment the pen was written, the paper on the table moved without wind.

Xia Chen poured the spiritual power from his arm into the brush, and at this moment, the human and the brush became one, and the cinnabar left traces on the paper, and every time he moved the paper, the spiritual power was full, until the last stroke was finished, the spell was from top to bottom Shining with golden light, a high-quality talisman was born.

Putting the writing brush on the inkstone, Xia Chen moved his arms and was about to appreciate his masterpiece and didn't want to be picked up by the other hand. Zhao Sheng's eyes lit up, "Yes, yes, this talisman has enough spiritual power. It's Zhang Shang Wait for the spell!"