"I didn't see it." Xiao Qiyue responded casually, almost knocking Jin Buqian to death, and said, "Tell me quickly, how did you find out that Xiao Kun is not dead?"
"Then Master thought he was dead before?" Xiao Qiyue asked.
"Of course, completely dead. No heartbeat, no vitality. All the physiological characteristics of a living person are gone. It would be weird not to die." Jin Buhuan rolled his eyes.
"Then why did you say that I found out that he was not dead?" Xiao Qiyue asked.
"He must not be dead. Otherwise, can you really bring a dead man back to life? Even the legendary magic medicine 'Eternal Death Pill' cannot do it," Jin Buhuan said.
"Well, I really don't know anything else." Xiao Qiyue looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. At worst, he really couldn't find a way to return the 'Nine Thousand Eight'.
As for your secret, you can tell it even to death.
"Did you really hear your cousin's cry for help, and feel the yin energy?" Jin Buhuan's confidence was a little shaken, and his popularity wavered from side to side like a grass on the wall.
"Hmm, of course, I can't guarantee it 100%. I can only say that I have a 50/60 feeling." Naturally, Xiao Qiyue would not speak too fully.
"Do you have the legendary 'yin and yang eyes'?" Jin Buhuan touched his chin, and Xiao Qiyue discovered that the popularity on his head was no longer swinging so sharply.
It seems that his deception worked.
"Well, I really don't know, boy. It may be because my cousin Xiao Kun has been playing with me since he was a child, so he has a kind of spiritual feeling." Xiao Qiyue nodded, "Of course, it does not rule out that I am born with it.
Have that special ability."
"Okay! It's okay, you can go." Jin Buhuan was too talkative and seemed to have been deceived.
However, when Xiao Qiyue came out and looked back, he was stunned.
The popularity on the old man's head was acting a little weird at the moment, and it actually turned into something that would never change.
Moreover, he bent over, bent his knees, held his chin with his right hand, and looked down silently.
His deep gaze and the gesture of biting his fist with his lips brought an extremely painful spiritual shock to Xiao Qiyue.
This posture is so familiar. Isn't he the "thinker!"
Xiao Qiyue was completely dumbfounded.
Could it be that Jin Buhuan also longed to sink into the "absolute" meditation, so he tried hard to shrink his body and bend it into a ball.
A prosperous elixir master is not weak in strength, and he needs money, connections, and respect from others. What on earth is "troubling" him?
"Are you worried?" Xiao Qiyue stared at him and asked.
"Oh?" Jin Buhuan suddenly woke up and glanced at Xiao Qiyue indifferently. His face was not very good-looking. He probably blamed him for interrupting his 'meditation'.
"Maybe I can help you." Xiao Qiyue looked pleasant and tried to be as relaxed as possible.
"Just you!" Jin Buhuan's eyes were full of extreme contempt and disdain.
"Isn't it just that you always want to resurrect someone, but you can't do it?
Therefore, you suffer, blame yourself, and feel guilty.
Moreover, that is a female corpse, an extremely beautiful woman." Just for a moment, among Jin Buhuan's popularity, an extremely beautiful female corpse was revealed.
Although it disappeared in a flash, Xiao Qiyue thought about it and it must be related to Jin Buhuan's distress.
And combined with his identity as an elixir master, that's about it.
On the other hand, Xiao Qiyue also understood.
After the initial completion of his own 'Great Hall of Karma and Causes', he was able to use his popularity to reproduce the inner thoughts of the popular person through physical objects.
However, it is probably because his strength is still too weak.
The scene reproduced by the popular person's internal energy thoughts is extremely short-lived and disappears in a blink of an eye. If you are not careful, you will miss it.
This is definitely a cross-generational progress for the causal eye.
In this way, you can see the character's heart on a deeper level through popularity.
"you……"
Jin Buhuan looked at Xiao Qiyue with a stupid expression. In a flash, Jin Buhuan said, "You are trying to trick me. You are still young. What kind of female corpse is this?"
"Haha, it's just a 'black mole' between the eyebrows." Xiao Qiyue discovered that the moment Jin Buhuan pretended to be relaxed, the face of the female corpse actually appeared clearly in his popularity.
"Nonsense, it's clearly a 'red mole', how could it turn into a 'black mole'?" Jin Buhuan was annoyed and slapped the table next to him.
"Hahaha, it's true, it's indeed a 'red mole'." Xiao Qiyue smiled. Just now he deliberately referred to the red mole between his eyebrows as a black mole. Jin Buhuan got excited and spilled the beans.
"You...you really know her?" Jin Buhuan approached her.
"My master is not in the mood to know about her. I have something to do, so I'm leaving." Xiao Qiyue turned around and left.
Jin Buhuan's appetite was whetted, and he shouted from behind, "Uh-huh, please explain it clearly. How do you know that? How is that possible?"
However, Xiao Qiyue ignored him and left long ago without a trace.
Another table in the room was smashed to pieces by Jin Buhuan, "Boy, you can't escape."
"In July, during this period you have to shoulder the burden of the family, thank you for your hard work.
I know that you are playing tricks on Master Jin, but you have to be careful. Master Jin is a first-grade elixir master after all, so don’t go too far.
Although our Xiao family is in a difficult situation now, we still have to pay for the medicine to others even if we sell it.
After all, his medicine is indeed very effective, and my injury has healed by 30%.
As a human being, you must stand upright, and as a man, you must stand upright.
A master must cultivate this momentum from an early age.
Some little cleverness is difficult to achieve in the elegant hall, but will ruin the practice." Xiao Tiancheng was leaning on the Taishi chair in the study room, with a slightly reproachful look on his face.
"Father, you are wrong. Son, I did learn a set of medical skills accidentally. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. There is no such thing as being clever." Xiao Qiyue calmly shook his head.
"Fart! Don't I know how much your kid weighs?
I've stepped on a few pieces of shit for you recently to solve the case and I've become obsessed with it.
Others call you 'little god catcher', you kid, please don't take yourself too seriously.
Otherwise, the higher the praise, the worse the fall." Xiao Tiancheng glared and lectured.
"Father taught me a lesson, but I have my own sense of discretion, son." Xiao Qiyue nodded.
"I heard that you still want to participate in the Tianyang preliminary competition, but I don't think it's necessary.
With Zhao Yingying here, Zhao Lang will definitely win the first place.
He is waiting for you to participate in the competition. When the time comes, there will be no eyes on the sword in the arena. Let’s not fall into the trap.
Although it is impossible for you to reach the top 16 in the second round of Haian County draft.
However, at least, the Xiao family is qualified to participate in the Houye Mansion competition.
You have to be patient during this period and put the overall situation first.
When your eldest brother recovers from his injury and your second brother comes back, it will not be too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years.
Zhao Yingying, she will definitely not stay at home for long. After he leaves, we will settle the accounts later in the year." Xiao Tiancheng looked stern.
"What's the top 16? If you want to win, you have to win first place." Xiao Qiyue sneered, suddenly exerted his strength, and slapped his palm on the table.
"You didn't even listen to what I said..." Xiao Tiancheng was so angry that he thought Xiao Qiyue got angry and slapped his table in front of his face, so that was fine.
He was about to slap his son with a vicious slap in the face, but in an instant, Xiao Tiancheng stared straight at the table.
"You...have you entered the 'psychic realm'?" Because, there is a palm on the table, which is divided into two parts.
There is a faint vein in the handprint, which is about half the thickness of a finger.