Seeing Qin Luo, he asked: "What's wrong with Xiao Luo?"
The old man frowned, extremely dissatisfied with the word "again".
Although Qin Chuang's tone was normal and nothing could be heard, the word "again" betrayed him.
His attitude was perfunctory, but slightly impatient.
Although Qin Luo was weak and prone to illness, it did not affect others.
The old man likes this grandson and has always taken care of him personally without causing any trouble to the family. He did not expect that this would be an eyesore to others.
Qin Luo was polite, "It's just a cold. Second uncle, don't worry."
Of course Qin Chuang is not worried.
Speaking of which, Qin Chuang had no feelings for his nephew because he was sent abroad to study since he was a child and contracted bad habits. He was expelled from school before returning to China.
Brother Qin Luo...why do you always think about others?
Is it okay to get used to it?
Because I often see dirty things, I no longer want to trouble others, so I get used to living with those dirty things.
"That painting needs a place with strong spiritual energy. Master said that your villa is too new and has no spiritual energy, so it will not be of much help to the resurrection of the ancient dragon. However, your house is a century-old house, far away from the busy city, and is the best place to nourish spiritual energy. "
Immediately afterwards, Yun Qi calmly shouted: "Old Man Huang, come out."
The door was closed tightly, and all the servants around were driven away.
Qin Luo and Mr. Qin held their breath and concentrated, and had already initially sketched out the image of an old man in their minds.
Everyone in the ancient painting came alive instantly.
The old man thought for a while, "I can't say it's always the case, but if the weather changes, I'll get sick."
"Oh, my friend, come and sit at home and leave soon." Qin Chuang's attitude was surprisingly good, and he was obviously afraid of the old man's in-depth interrogation.
The red-haired girl didn't seem to care about what others said, and followed Qin Chuang. When she turned around, she stared at Yun Qi deeply.
Qin Chuang frowned, anger welling up in his eyes, "Pay attention to the way you talk to me, even your master wouldn't dare to talk to me like this."
I didn't expect that to happen.
"It's just a painting, no one will be suspicious."
The room is full of modern decoration, pure wooden floors, crystal chandeliers, and various wood-colored furniture, highlighting the taste and luxury of this family.
Mr. Qin looked at her, frowned, and then relaxed his brows, "Xiao Qi, you may not know that grandpa went to the battlefield when he was young. If you think something can scare grandpa to tears, that's wrong."
So he was very indifferent towards the Qin family.
In an instant, a pretty peacock head stuck out.
Qin Chuang quickly left with the red-haired girl.
Even in his opinion, the reason why the old man prefers the eldest family is probably because of Qin Luo.
Of course he has no feelings for Qin Luo, the youngest nephew.
Returning to Qin Chuang's residence, the corridor-style courtyard was silent, and the antique-style sliding wooden door was closed.
She was dressed like a Japanese bad school girl, chewing gum in her mouth, with cold eyes and a disdainful attitude.
…
Waiting quietly.
The old man sighed as he spoke and looked at Qin Luo, "Actually, you have seen those dirty things too, right?"
Qin Luo had met Huang Mingzhuo, but he hadn't seen him in Guyue County for more than a year, so his impression was a bit vague.
The red-haired woman said, "The Japanese Esoteric Sect suffered heavy losses before. We lost a great priest, a shrine maiden, a palace brother, and a ninja. Almost the whole army was wiped out. We don't even know what happened. Yamata no Orochi There is no possibility of resurrection. Our only hope lies in this ancient dragon, so we must take risks."
Yun Qi was startled.
Qin Luo smiled lightly, "I'm used to it."
"Is this your friend?" the old man asked.
"According to your instructions, I have invited an expert to celebrate my death and give him a grand burial." The old man said and sighed.
The red-haired girl spoke broken Mandarin and took out the painting from her backpack.
After all, they were all secret guards who followed him, and later gave them to Qin Luo.
…
Yun Qi waved one hand, and an ancient painting appeared in mid-air, emitting a faint fluorescent light.
Yuko Aoki turned around with cold eyes, "Since you want to do great things, you shouldn't be afraid of such an old man. He will die soon."
"Aoki Yuko, it's time for you to learn Mandarin. I was afraid that if the old man asked you, you would be exposed as soon as you opened your mouth. The old man doesn't have a good impression of Japanese people."
From what Yun Qi said before, I could guess that something strange might happen next.
"Actually, just now, Xiao Qi smelled the same smell as the secret guard." Yun Qi said this, blinking her eyes, "Grandpa, how about Xiao Qi transforming into a living person for you? But there will be a time
It’s a bit scary.”
The old man was not very happy, but since Yun Qi was present, he didn't want to have a fit and affect everyone's interest, so he said calmly:
"Don't stay at home for a long time. You have red hair and look weird."
After Qin Chuang returned home, he also listened to other people's intentional and unintentional gossip. He decided in his heart that the old man didn't like him and only preferred the boss's family.
A family as large as the Qin family naturally has luxuriant branches and a prosperous family, and it is inevitable that the side branches of the same family will have all kinds of intrigues and intrigues.
"Grandpa, how did you deal with those murderous corpses from before?"
Qin Chuang lazily sat down on the sofa, "What does Zhang Tianshi have to say?"
"yes."
A few minutes later, in the old man's study.
Apparently he has no understanding of human nature.
The red-haired girl was wearing a black and red plaid coat, with her hands in her pockets, a short skirt that was too early for this season, and a black backpack behind her.
The old man and Qin Luo looked shocked, their eyes flashed, but there was no big reaction.
***
"Grandpa, is my brother always sick recently?"
Qin Chuang had often brought home strange girls, and some of them had caused scandals that were not very honorable.
Qin Chuang frowned, "I don't live at home very often, is it appropriate to put the painting here?"
Qin Chuang lives in a separate courtyard. Because of his violent personality and bad temper, he doesn't get along well with his family, so few people come to his courtyard.
Qin Chuang frowned even more tightly, not satisfied with the red-haired girl's lecturing tone.
The red-haired girl hangs the painting.
The old man looked past him and landed on the red-haired girl behind him.
"Then hang it up. Fortunately, no outsiders dare to come in my room."
Qin Chuang deliberately teased.
Yuko Aoki took a deep breath and softened her attitude slightly, "I'm sorry, but since you want to be a king, you must have the heart of a lion. And I never get it wrong."
Mr. Qin was startled, and even Yun Qi was startled, and then she pushed the big peacock head into the painting.
"Why are you everywhere? Let Old Man Huang come out!"
Before Old Man Huang came out, clatter, another dragon head stretched out, with slightly smaller horns. The eyes were like lanterns, the breath was cold and ancient, and the lead-gray scales opened and closed violently.
The old man was frightened.
Yun Qi blushed angrily and put her hands on her hips, "Go back, everyone, except Old Man Huang, are not allowed to come out again."
