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Chapter 87

Chapter 87 Little Flower, Part 1

Old Mrs. Yun said slowly: "Yun Qi is back now, and I would like to invite you to come again."

Shen Cong narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Don't worry, our friendship is a trivial matter."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Cong waved, and his son Shen Heying walked up to him.

"That day at Yun's house, did you see Yun Qi asking for help with your own eyes? Are you sure no one else was secretly helping?"

On the day Yun Ying framed Yun Qi for being an evil cultivator, the Shen family also sent people there, but they kept a low profile.

Shen Heying said: "It's absolutely true. I saw it with my own eyes, and it's impossible for others to help secretly. There was no way Yun Ying could help her among the three Yun family members present at the scene, and Yun Qiuce was a waste. The old man has never taken any action. And the undercover guy seems to be quite polite to her."

Shen Cong said "hmm" and fell into deep thought.

I didn't expect that this generation of the Yun family would actually have someone who could ask for help at such a young age.

He used to think that someone like Yun Ying was powerful enough.

In such a comparison, the descendants of the Shen family are much mediocre.

Mrs. Yun sighed, her eyes red:

"Yun Qi is also my granddaughter and the third child's only child. Don't I love her? If she were an ordinary child, I would pick the stars from the sky for her. But the problem now is that she is not ! She is the reincarnation of a evil star. To be honest, I have lived enough at my age. If it only affects me, then go ahead. But it cannot affect Qiu Ce, Yun Ying, Yun Kuang and others!"

As soon as people sit down, they say a few words and get straight to the point:

"We are all members of our own family, so I won't play riddles. My little granddaughter Yun Qi just came home. Something bad happened at home recently, so I want you to help me check it out."

Priest Wuyou, who was far away in the capital, felt his nose was sore and wanted to sneeze, thinking that he had always been a good person, so he shouldn't.

Seeing that the old man was unhappy, Shen Cong said with a smile: "I can understand Mr. Yun's mood. Let's do it. It's your family matter anyway, and it's not convenient for me to get involved."

He didn't want to accept it.

Yun Qi was wearing a strawberry flower skirt and was playfully stepping on the circular light spots on the ground with her feet.

These things are something that can only be found but not sought. How many people in Xuanmen have practiced for many years and still have the craftsmanship.

Shen Cong saw her from a distance, felt guilty in his heart, and stepped forward to say hello with a smile.

But the old lady was not happy at all.

Mr. Yun didn't know the purpose of his visit yet, but out of hospitality, he received him warmly.

The branches and leaves are dancing, and the light and shadow on the ground are messy.

Aura is talent and belongs to the genetic lottery.

Mr. Yun's face was as dark as water, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Disappointment and sadness rolled in the old lady's eyes, and she murmured after a long time: "Thank you, Old Shen, I know what to do."

In the courtyard, under the shade of trees.

After hearing this, Mr. Yun's face was as serious as iron, and he looked at Shen Cong's expression with obvious displeasure.

Shen Cong smiled and said, "Don't be angry. If you have any problems, solve them properly. As for Yun Qi, I can just take a look from a distance. Don't scare the children."

Xuanmen has a tradition of not counting oneself or relatives.

The old man suddenly stood up and asked, "How is that possible?"

Shen Cong drove to Yun's house in his own car.

The old man spread his hands and became angry.

The same result as a few years ago, he couldn't see anything at all.

On her delicate little face, her eyes were curved into crescents, and a few strands of hair were stained on her sweaty forehead, which made her skin whiter than snow, making her delicate and cute.

A few years ago, because of his words, his infant granddaughter was sent to Yuqing Temple, a hundred miles away.

"It's fine, why bother Old Shen."

"Don't worry, just listen to me."

Obviously, the Yun family has another descendant who won the lottery.

Mrs. Yun quickly stood up, exchanged a few words, and then asked the housekeeper to send Shen Cong out.

Now, my granddaughter has just returned home a few days ago. When this guy comes, he talks a lot and says a few words, my granddaughter may have to be sent away again.

Although it is a joke.

The sun is like fire.

As soon as the old lady's temper got angry, the old man was naturally suppressed.

"What's so great, you haven't cared about your child at home all the time. Did you know that Qiu Ce had a car accident on the way back from the capital? Although he was okay, the car was totaled, which shows what a serious car accident it was! Kuang'er was unlucky one after another. He stayed out all night a few days ago. Do you know what happened to him? And Yun Ying was inexplicably driven to the mountain by you and had a big quarrel with Yun Kuang. These are not normal. Why are your eyes just looking? Not even close!"

The old lady argued a few words and felt dizzy.

He looked away and shook his head, with a look of disappointment and regret on his face.

"What about Yun Ying and Yun Kuang? The quarrel between the two brothers and sister, you dare to say has nothing to do with Xiao Qi. I understand that you love Xiao Qi, but Yun Ying and Yun Kuang are also our granddaughters and grandsons."

"Kid, you are playing here by yourself."

"If there has been a lot of trouble in your family recently, it was probably caused by her. Of course, the Yun family is a century-old Xuanmen family. The feng shui in the family and the naturally gathered aura prevent these things from causing major disasters and all troubles. All can be easily solved, so it’s okay for Yun Qi to stay at home for a short time, but only for a long time..."

As expected, the old man had a habit of being a bit henpecked, so he clicked his tongue twice.

The old lady immediately had deep eyes and said, "Don't say anything, listen to Old Shen."

"Sister-in-law, we are not outsiders, so let me tell you the truth. This little girl Yun Qi is cute and well-behaved. I understand your thoughts. No one would be happy to have such a granddaughter. But she was born with a bad destiny, even if she is in Jade After staying in Qingshan for a few years, it was only a temporary suppression. Once the evil spirits are separated and regenerated, it is still inevitable to prosper one's own fate and suppress the close ones."

He looked at his son with a look of disdain and said calmly: "I have to go to Yun's house. You can go find out how Uncle Tang Qing's funeral is being handled."

The old man was so frightened that he quickly stopped talking and helped the old lady to rest.

Mrs. Yun was looking forward to his arrival.

Facing the flattering smiling face, Yun Qi snorted angrily and pointedly, "Little Hua, come on!"

Shen Cong stood up and narrowed his eyes to take a look.

When the old lady said this, Shen Cong was not surprised and nodded, "That's right. I remember that I was responsible for that little girl a few years ago. At that time, she was still young, less than one year old, and she was holding a milk bottle."

Mr. Yun heard the clue and looked at his wife in surprise.

In the living room, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly depressing.

"It's not as serious as you said! These are all coincidences. You are overthinking it."

Mrs. Yun also had a temper. When she was young, she could be said to be very talkative. Even the old man was afraid of her.

Yun Qi turned around and narrowed her eyes.

The only thing that can be seen is the abundant spiritual power and natural spiritual energy in this girl.

A little spotted dog followed her, jumping and barking.

"Anyway, Priest Wuyou said that Yunqi is no different from ordinary children. She has been staying in Yuqing Temple for several years. If the evil star was really reincarnated, Priest Wuyou would have changed his name to Taoist Worshipful Death. I think he is now

He's still alive and kicking, and he's not worried about dying."

"You are all delusional and groundless speculation. Normal people have never had a minor illness or disaster. You cannot blame all problems on Xiaoqi. Or you can think so, maybe they are destined to have this disaster.

, happened to meet Xiao Qi and resolved it. Qiu Ce’s car accident had nothing to do with Xiao Qi. If Xiao Qi hadn’t happened to be there that day, you wouldn’t be able to see your son now.”

The old man pointed to the courtyard outside.

Xiaoqi’s little temper.

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