Time flies quickly, but if you compare Qin Lin's tens of thousands of years of life, this month is obviously very short.

Yes, before I knew it, it had been a month since the start of school.

A lot of things have happened in this month, but Qin Lin knocked on his head, it seems that the importance of those things is not as important as helping Lin Siyin bring milk every morning, right?

As for Qin Chuan, Qin Dashao didn't have the slightest worry, he was originally thinking about whether to help Qin Chuan refine the medicinal properties on his body, but he used the tip of his nose to smell the fainter and fainter medicinal smell on Qin Chuan's body, and Qin Lin also extinguished this idea, very good, very good, it was only a month for the flesh and body to be exercised to the peak of the day after tomorrow, and the aura in the dantian was also very full, probably to the extent of the middle of the day after tomorrow.

Qin Lin couldn't help but secretly clapped his hands in his heart, if it weren't for the moment when he showed his cultivation in front of Qin Chuan, he really wanted to give that old man Liu a little reward, for example, to restore his physical body or something?

Qin Lin smiled slightly, this month's time was like a white horse, but for him, it was already a rare peace, since he began to cultivate in his previous life, he was fighting all the time, sleeping?

This also led to the fact that later, Qin Lin's tongue coating did not have any taste cells, which he only discovered when he transformed his body, and it was not what he meant, but the body's own regulation, because it was not needed, so it degenerated, it was as simple as that, which also made Qin Lin feel a little at that time.

How scary is it to be so tired that you don't even need taste cells?

OK......

Qin Lin glanced at Uncle Cheng, who was working in the kitchen to make breakfast, smiled slightly, and drank the milk in his mouth.

It was a little early today, Qin Lin habitually knocked on the table with his middle finger, and looked at his watch with his eyes, six twenty, it was indeed a little early.

When Cheng Bo heard the sound of knocking on the table, the hidden doubts were revealed in his eyes, and after a while, he hid it again, and fried the poached egg in his hand again.

Don't eat too greasy in the morning, a poached egg is enough.

The corners of Qin Lin's mouth curled, thinking of what Cheng Bo was saying to himself when he wanted to eat steak for breakfast before.

It's just that Qin Lin's eyes looked at the void in one direction, and gradually lost focus, sitting quietly on the chair motionless, like a dead corpse, and Cheng Bo in the kitchen didn't notice this scene, as for Qin Shishi, that guy usually doesn't get up until ten minutes before school.

And after a while, the eyes that lost focus seemed to see something, Qin Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, if there was someone next to him, he could see that a figure appeared in Qin Lin's pupils, if you looked more closely, the person in the pupils was still boxing!

At the same time, in the park a kilometer away, a young man in a school uniform was boxing, and it was not a short time to see his sweating appearance.

Obviously, the person in Qin Dashao's pupils is Qin Chuan, and in this world, there are only two people who can make Qin Dashao so attentive, one is Qin Chuan, and the other is Lin Siyin.

And at this time of 6:20, hehe, our Qin Dashao is not some voyeur, the ghost knows what his eyes will see when he looks over?

"Drink!"

As soon as Qin Lin's ears moved, he heard the sound of Qin Chuan's punching next to his ears, and as soon as the corners of his mouth moved, he took a sip of milk as if watching a play.

"Brother Chuan, you're so early. ”

Far away, an old man wearing an old-fashioned practice uniform walked over, and after looking around, he saw Qin Chuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he walked straight towards Qin Chuan.

"Uncle Luo. ”

Qin Chuan nodded, a smile appeared on his indifferent face.

This old man was met by him half a month ago, and when he first met him, he actually had a heart attack, and fortunately, he had not thrown away the medicine residue after alchemy and refining some time ago, and he also helped the old man relieve his heart disease under the guidance of Liu Lao, and then this old man relied on himself every day.

Qin Dashao, who has been paying attention to Qin Chuan, naturally knows about this matter, he also knows this old man, he is the father of the CEO of a group company, and he often comes out to exercise, but this matter is really complaining, and it always feels very similar to the urban novels on the rotten streets in the bookshelf at the beginning of Qin Fourteen!

You see, a medical Dao master, well, immortal cultivators can also say that each of them is very good at studying the human body, and with the help of Liu Lao, the identity of the medical Dao grandmaster is no problem.

And then you will meet an old man with a background behind a serious illness, and when he meets the protagonist, he suddenly falls ill?

Heart disease, the father of the boss of the group company, suddenly had a heart attack, and what made Qin Lin complain even more was that this old man's heart medicine had just been eaten.

Qin Lin felt that if he had followed Qin Shishi to read novels in his previous life, would so many strange things not happen in the future?

Well, according to the urine sex of Qin Shixi's novel, this old man will invite his brother to a party next?

Qin Lin took a sip of milk and said secretly in his heart.

"Eh, Brother Chuan, don't be so outside, your medical skills, it's enough to call Lao Luo. The old man grinned like an old naughty boy, "I, Luo Xiuyang, have already said it, I recognize your old brother, why do you look down on the old man?"

"No, no, it's just a little unaccustomed. Qin Chuan saw the old man's appearance, for fear that his heart attack would suddenly attack again, so he followed his meaning and said, "Lao Luo, I also know your heart disease......

Before he could say a few words, Lao Luo interrupted angrily, "Eh, don't talk about these messy things today, I'm here this time to invite you to attend my seventieth birthday, you ......"

"Poof!"

As soon as Qin Lin, who had just drunk the milk, saw this scene, he directly squirted out the milk in his mouth, looked at this scene with a flushed face, and then took his gaze back and coughed heartbreakingly.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Qin Lin coughed and felt that he was wrong in his last life? If he read a novel, maybe even if he did something to the death in his previous life, his future life would not be so miserable, so that the people he cared about and loved died in front of him one by one?

Cheng Bo, who was originally preparing to put the poached eggs on the plate in the kitchen, shook his hands when he heard this cough, directly discarded the things in his hands at will, and rushed straight to Qin Lin, and upstairs, it was the figure who heard this cough and was still snoring suddenly opened his eyes.

Before he could react, he threw the quilt away, revealing his strong muscles, however, before anyone could appreciate it, he slammed the door open, and the tendon flesh on his arm was hit red, but he didn't have any reaction, he looked around from the second floor, and jumped straight down.

The whole action, less than a second.

At this time, Qin Shixi retracted his senses, looked around with fierce eyes, and found that there was no danger, blinked his eyes, and saw that it was just Qin Lin coughing, shrugged his shoulders, withdrew his fierce expression, and fell down again. "Whew...... Uh......"

Yes, I fell asleep instantly, and I don't know if this guy will be cold lying on the floor naked.

Qin Lin waved his hand, the coughing stopped, and he couldn't cry or laugh on his face, how unexpected could it be that his basic Taoist body could cough like this?

It was also at this time that Qin Lin once again considered the feasibility of reading novels by himself, but after thinking about it carefully, he shook his head, this is not a novel, not to mention, what about a novel!

Qin Lin straightened his waist, he had his own pride in his heart, the Styx Demon Venerable, a person who can be called the Demon Venerable, how could his life be controlled by what novels?

"Young master, are you okay?" patted Qin Lin on the back, Cheng Bo saw Qin Lin straighten his waist, so he asked a little worriedly, "Do you want to see a doctor?"

Qin Lin turned his head to see Uncle Cheng and smiled, "No need, it's okay." Seeing the time on the watch, he tapped the table with his middle finger and said something unexpected to Cheng Bo.

"Going to school soon?"

"Go to school?" In the past month, Cheng Bo's doubts have become deeper and deeper, it seems that the words "go to school" shouldn't come out of the mouth of his young master, right?

His throat moved, but he still didn't say a word that might offend, and smiled slightly, "Well, then I'll go and prepare breakfast first." With that, he turned and walked to the kitchen.

With Qin Lin's carefulness, he naturally observed this scene, silently drank the best sip of milk, looked at this increasingly old back, and sighed faintly.

"Uncle Cheng, I'm still me. ”

Cheng Bo was shocked, and glanced back at Qin Lin in surprise, seeing the clarity in Qin Lin's eyes, thinking about how his eldest young master knew what he was thinking.

Qin Lin stood up, standing in front of Cheng Bo's slightly rickety body, watching this originally straight waist gradually bend, Qin Lin didn't speak again.

He won't deceive this old man, not in his life!

To hell with the intrigues of the previous life? Are they useful? They are useless! In the end, those conspiracies and tricks have no real effect, allowing themselves to bury Siyin, allowing themselves to bury her, allowing themselves to bury their parents, and allowing themselves to bury countless people they care about and love.

In the end, he buried himself.

Some secrets need to be hidden, while others should not be hidden.

You can deceive a stranger with a lie, but even if you use 10,000 lies, you can't make a person who knows you well sway, and it is better to ......

"Uncle Cheng, give me three days, and I will tell you something. Qin Lin took a deep breath, still a little hesitant.

Seeing Cheng Bo smiling and nodding, Qin Lin smiled, and those hesitations disappeared, and his eyes looked at a little nothingness in the starry sky.