Qin Zong's cold and handsome face turned slightly to the side, and there was an awe-inspiring aura on his body, and the old man's heart was slightly cold.

He can be regarded as well-informed, Qin Zong just sits casually, and the extravagance in his bones still can't be suppressed.

This kind of noble and powerful aura is at least a noble son that can only be raised by a top family.

He didn't dare to hold it up, so he nodded politely, "Hello this son, I am Han Jun, and this is my grandson Han Zizhou." ”

"Xiaozhou, say hello to my brother."

The cute child opened his eyes wide, and his small mouth was so sweet, "Hello brother, brother, you are so good-looking." ”

Qin Zong's face was expressionless, immune to the child's praise, and only hummed lightly, his voice was slightly cool, with a little coldness, "Is there something wrong?" ”

The old man lowered his voice, "Just now...... Thank you two for helping my children, and I came to say thank you. ”

"Not necessarily."

Qin Zong's attitude towards others was very cold, his side face was cold, his voice seemed to be mixed with ice, and the old man who claimed to be good at talking also lost his voice in two or three sentences.

It's a little embarrassing.

Yan Tao listened to the sound of them talking, his glamorous peach blossom eyes were slightly provoked, his plain white fingers stretched out along the man's chest, and he pinched the child's fleshy face coldly.

"It feels good."

The girl's frivolous words and look looked like hooligans.

Han Jun began to doubt again, such an unobtrusive master could really seal the child's yin and yang eyes?

Yan Tao leaned lazily back in the chair, looking lazily like a cat basking in the afternoon sun.

She raised her eyebrows and said softly, "How old are you?" ”

Although the girl's voice was soft, the tail note rose gently, with some careless condensation.

Before the old man's lips moved, Eric replied quickly, "Eight years old." ”

"Show me the eight characters of my birthday."

Xiao Qi: Master, you are going to be kind today.

Yan Tao rolled his eyes indecently: Lao Tzu has always been very kind.

Little Seven ......

Table face.

You've always been ruthless.

The old man thought for a moment and reported Eric's birthday.

Yan Tao stretched out his right hand, his thumb quickly touched his four fingers, and his thin lips chanted the incantation, his face was flat.

Soon, she frowned.

Han Jun looked at Yan Tao's expression, and his heart chuckled, thinking that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "Master, is there any problem?" ”

Yan Tao: "Children have pure minds, and many children can see some ghosts before the age of twelve, and they disappear when they grow up. But your child is not, he is yin, his life is light, and he is easy to see yin. It's a common thing to hit ghosts, this child has too much yin energy, insufficient yang energy, often cold hands and feet, pale complexion, and poor blood, isn't it? ”

Han Jun nodded hurriedly, "That's what the doctor said, just say it's good to make up for it." ”

Yan Tao: "It's not good, his yin and yang eyes are born, is there any inheritance in your family?" ”

Han Jun hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, no one in our family can see ghosts." ”

Not.

The girl held her chin with her white fingers, and leaned against Qin Zong with a lazy expression, "That's not easy, it's not easy to seal this thing." ”

"Master, you, will you seal it?"

Yan Tao's eyes raised casually, and his gaze fluttered on Eric's fleshy little face, "Feng Yin and Yang pay attention to the right time, place and people, you have to find a good time, the child is weak, and if you can't stand it, you may die." ”