This bowl of soup doesn’t look like it’s meant for people to drink!

Lin Qi's expression was as if he had seen a ghost, which made Feng Song feel that there was nothing wrong with her. She was just a "ghost" with incredible skills, but there was no need for them to be so worried.

Feng Song skillfully took out a sewing kit from his robe, and even more skillfully took out a silver needle from the sewing kit.

Everyone watched helplessly as Feng Song inserted the silver needle into the soup.

After Lin Qi was silent for a while, he asked in a low voice.

"Is this... a silver needle testing poison?"

Feng Song nodded and looked at Lin Qi with pleased eyes, "My son is teachable!"

Lin Qi:......

"There are all kinds of poisons now, and this poison testing method is completely useless. And what you made cannot be called soup at all, it should be called a biochemical weapon..."

Before Lin Qi finished speaking, Feng Song quickly held the soup in one hand and pressed the back of his neck with the other.

The hairs on the back of Lin Qi's neck almost stood up.

He had a very bad feeling!

Feng Song smiled softly and looked back at Bai Meisheng, "Bring it to me, my good son!"

After Feng Song finished speaking, she poured the bowl of "whip-piping-in-li" soup that made people's hair stand on end, and poured it into Lin Qi's throat. Everyone could only hear a gurgling sound...

Like the last cry of a person about to drown in the water.

Just listening to this voice and looking at the pile of unknown "whips" and "buttocks" left in the bowl after the dark soup went down, Lin Fengling felt like something was tumbling in his stomach.

.

Lin Fengling couldn't help but want to vomit.

But Lin Qi couldn't bear it anymore. He wanted to break free from Feng Song's hand, but found that Feng Song's slender and soft hands were like iron pliers and couldn't be shaken at all. He could only feel those disgusting things passing through his hands in despair.

The throat slid into his stomach.

The contents of the stomach seemed to be fermenting with the soup and were constantly churning.

"vomit--"

Lin Qi is about to collapse.

Feng Song didn't let go of the bowl from his mouth, but showed the gentleness of a loving father.

"Don't spit on the floor, it's a waste of carpet. Just spit in the soup. Anyway, you drank all the soup and it will be poured out after a while."

Lin Qi looked forward and saw the group of strange black things in the soup that he couldn't imagine drinking into his mouth. His face turned green, he pushed Feng Song away and rushed in as if he was stepping on the wind.

Toilet.

His movements were so fast that no one else in the hall even reacted.

Feng Song put the soup bowl on the table, clapped his hands, turned around and said to the stunned Mrs. Lin.

"Look, with just one bowl of soup, my eldest son's weakness is almost cured, and his cough is also gone. Look at how energetic he is walking like flying! How good!"

Mrs. Lin was still shocked by Tang. After hearing Feng Song's words, she thought about it carefully——

Hey, that’s really what happened!

Qiqi really didn't cough when he had dinner tonight, and his steps just now were so fast that it was unlike him.

Mrs. Lin's eyes were full of gratitude.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Feng Song waved his hand casually, "If the child disobeys, just give him a spanking. If the child is tired, just drink a bowl of whipped meat soup. After the eldest son has finished drinking, it's time for the second son..."

Lin Fengling noticed that Feng Song's beautiful eyes were looking at him.

Well, he had no idea whether these eyes were pretty or not. He only knew that they were definitely the eyes of the devil!

Lin Fengling thought about what happened to her own brother, and then looked at a bowl of green stuff on the table that looked like contaminated sugar water. Her stomach kept churning and her legs felt a little weak.

Feng Song looked at it and couldn't help but shook his head.

"Sexual indulgence is not good, you have kidney deficiency. Your kidney deficiency may not even be cured by Shen Bao."

Lin Fengling likes to watch the fun, but he doesn't like others to watch his fun. What's more, if he drinks this bowl of soup, he will be watched and sent to the underworld. Then the whole family will have a dinner on the spot, which will be even more lively.

Lin Fengling's peach blossom eyes looked a little listless. He twitched the corners of his lips and said politely.

"It's okay. I'm not weak. In fact, I'm in good health. By the way, my stomach feels uncomfortable. I'm going to the toilet-"

He's going to urinate.

Unfortunately, as soon as Lin Fengling took a step, Feng Song held Tang in one hand and reached behind him in a few steps. Lin Fengling felt that her heartbeat was beating much faster than that of the most beautiful woman in the world standing behind her.

This heartbeat was so fast that it seemed like the most intense heartbeat.

He was moved.

Feng Song understands that action is worse than heartbeat.

She patted Lin Fengling's shoulder and handed the bowl of green soup to Lin Fengling's eyes in a friendly manner. Lin Fengling turned his head away and couldn't help but tell the truth.

"This soup of yours doesn't look like it's for people to drink."

When Feng Song heard this, he suddenly became excited.

"As expected of my son, he understands me so well! This is not for people to drink, this is for water ghosts to drink!"

Lin Fengling swallowed his saliva and found that the bowl of soup had a fishy smell, and the smell almost made him faint.

He held his breath and asked with great effort.

"What kind of water ghost? Go to the river to look for water ghosts. There are no water ghosts at home."

Feng Song shook his head.

"No, no. Don't you young people have a title called Neptune? You are the one who indulges in sex, has a lot of partners, and talks about feelings with your little sister outside when you have nothing to do."

"Isn't the Sea King just a water ghost?"

"Come, come, come, drink this bowl of water ghost soup that dad gave you, and I wish you can swim in the water to your heart's content and live forever! Come on! Let's do it!"

Lin Fengling:......

Are you teaching him how to behave?

Lin Fengling only thought about it for less than a second, and the bowl of soup was put into his stomach. Lin Fengling's eyes turned white, and finally, like his elder brother, he rushed to the toilet to vomit.

When Mrs. Lin saw this, she couldn't help but become worried.

"Are they okay?"

Feng Song shook his sleeves, put the soup in his hand on the table with disgust, and replied smoothly.

"Can't die."

Mrs. Lin breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay if you can't die, it's okay if you can't die... Wait, are you already about to die?!"

Feng Song raised his eyebrows coolly.

"It's not that serious. Fish replenishes qi, and the second child's qi and blood are deficient and need to be replenished. After replenishing it, I guarantee that he will change his mind and become a good person within three days."

Mrs. Lin was relieved again when she heard this.

The little Taoist priest is the little Taoist priest!

There really is a way to educate people!

Lin Miaomiao couldn't help but mutter after hearing this, "I probably won't be able to get out of bed for three days after drinking. Isn't that a change of heart and a new life... What on earth does this person do? Want to kill us?"

While Lin Miaomiao was talking, Lin Yaoyan walked up to Feng Song with a cold face.

Feng Song didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to walk towards the dining table filled with the food she cooked. This kind of thing had never happened before. Feng Song was very excited, so she enthusiastically picked up two plates of food and handed them to Lin Yaoyan.

"Lao Wu, are you hungry?~Daddy will give you some hot sausage~"

Lin Yaoyan:......

Lin Yaoyan saw that his two brothers were defeated, so he felt an inexplicable desire to win.

If he can eat this strange guy's food without vomiting, then in a sense, he is much better than his two brothers!

Lin Yaoyan pursed her thin lips and looked at the chicken that was still alive in Feng Song's left hand and the large intestine in the shape of a chrysanthemum in her right hand. She tried hard to restrain the desire to vomit and said to Feng Song in a deep voice.

"I eat."

His attitude was not "I eat" at all, but "I am ready to die", and he seemed to be about to die heroically.

Feng Song was very moved.

"Are you hungry? Don't be afraid, it's all reserved for you. Eat slowly. By the way, what's your name, Lao Wu?"

Before Feng Song came here, he had a general understanding of the personalities of several members of the Lin family, and knew what problems each of them had that troubled Mrs. Lin, the financial sponsor. However, Feng Song did not remember their names at all.

This is the first time Feng Song asked for his name.

Lin Yaoyan bit his lower lip and stared at the food in Feng Song's hand, trying to hypnotize himself into thinking it was something delicious. Due to his high concentration, he did not hear Feng Song's words clearly.

So Lin Miaomiao answered Feng Song's question.

"His name is Lin Yaoyan. The fortune teller said that he lacks earth and fire in the five elements, so he gave him such a childish name. The person who named him is really of low ability!"

Lin Miaomiao complained.
Chapter completed!