After all.

These people always have a good grasp of the things that are discrediting.

When the words fell, Father Xue's face changed again.

Wu Qian panicked.

She began to weep aloud and continued to quibble:

"I was in the mountains, and he was at the bottom of the mountains."

"Every time he came up to me, there were no girls around him at the time, and I thought he was single."

"He lied to me!"

Nonsense!

Qin Qi stared straight at her, and a touch of coldness appeared on his little face:

"How did I hear that it was you who fell in love with someone, and every time you went down the mountain, you went down the mountain......"

Qin Qi hadn't finished speaking.

Just then, a servant hurriedly ran in from outside and interrupted her:

"Master, Wu Daochang has arrived."

Father Xue got up and said with a happy face:

"Invite him in."

When Wu Qian heard this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She stared at Qin Qi and silently scolded her thousands of times in her heart.

This little slut!

She will slowly settle accounts with her in the future!

Qin Qi narrowed his eyes.

Wu Daochang?

She heard Xue Lin say that Father Xue has always believed in metaphysics.

She also thought that the other party was a fortune teller.

Unexpectedly.

It turned out that the person who had been in contact with Father Xue was an old Taoist.

But.

She was a little curious.

Is he in the same group as Wu Qian?

Soon, an old Taoist in a yellow Taoist robe slowly walked in.

He had a long white beard and wore a scarf on top of his head.

Look at it from afar.

Extremely imposing.

Behind him, there was also a little Taoist priest with his head bowed and looking very young.

Father Xue walked out from the restaurant.

He looked at the old Taoist elder and said respectfully:

"Old Daoist, you have worked hard to make a trip, sit down."

Wu Daochang sat down slowly.

Although he is old, he is full of energy:

"Mr. helps us repair the Taoist temple all the year round, I look at Mr.'s face, and he is also a philanthropic person, I am very willing to share my worries for Mr."

After a pause, he looked at Qin Qi and Wu Qian in front of him, and said suspiciously:

"Who are these two young ladies?"

Father Xue pursed his lips.

He asked Aunt Wang to make tea, looked at the old Taoist, and smiled lightly:

"One of them is the little sister of the dog."

"Dao Chief, in your opinion, which one is the little senior sister?"

Wu Qian was a little flustered in her heart.

She met the old Taoist's gaze and pretended to be calm.

Qin Qi smiled faintly.

She restrained the chill in her body, and looked well-behaved and sweet at this time.

The old Taoist looked at the two of them carefully.

Soon, his thick eyebrows slowly frowned.

These two little girls look six points alike.

However.

If you take a closer look, there is a world of difference.

To put it simply:

Blessed is one.

One is not blessed.

On the right, she wears a black dress, an unpowdered, well-behaved little girl.

The forehead is full, and the children's palace and the conjugal palace are excellent.

There is no shortage of nobles in a lifetime, and it is an extremely rare blessed person.

Sometime.

You can enjoy the blessings of children and husbands.

Happiness to old age.

The most difficult years of her life should have been her early childhood.

Year after year, I will be happier and happier.

However.

The little girl on the right, who wears makeup and smiles sweetly, is very different.

Even though she was wearing makeup, he couldn't tell the position of the house on her face.

But you can still see it.

She was widowed and unblessed.

It depends on her delicate things.

You can only see it when she takes off her makeup.

Aunt Wang brought the tea to the table and poured tea for several people.

Father Xue took the teacup and took a sip.

He looked at Daochang Wu and said with a look of expectation:

"Old Daoist, what do you see?"

Wu Daochang retracted his gaze.

He stretched out his hand to Qin Qi and smiled faintly:

"In my opinion, the young lady on the left looks like the young master's little sister."

"Hahaha."

Father Xue was happy.

The smile on his face remained the same:

"Why did the Taoist say that?"

Qin Qi raised his eyebrows.

She took the teacup and took a sip.

Osmanthus tea.

It's what she usually likes to drink.

It's been two years.

Aunt Wang actually remembers.

Qin Qi looked up at Daoist Wu and blinked.

This is long.

It's a bit of a level.

It doesn't look like it's with Wu Qian.

Wu Qian's hand hanging by her side slowly clenched into a fist.

On that delicate little face, there is still a smile.

Endure.

She had to endure it.

The old Taoist looked at Qin Qi and stroked his beard:

"I told my husband a fortune at the beginning, and the young master's little sister and my husband's family have a deep fate."

"In the future, the young master's little sister can also get the care and love of the Xue family, she must be a blessed person."

Halfway through speaking, he looked at Qin Qi and said with a smile:

"This young lady has an excellent face, and at first glance she is a blessed person."

"She must be a little senior sister, she can't be wrong."

Father Xue looked at Qin Qi.

The girl's skin is white and lip powder, the facial features are delicate and dignified, and the facial lines are smooth.

From a distance, it is a child who has been pampered since childhood.

Wu Daochang's words also made Father Xue like her more and more.

"Xiao Qi, we are destined, and we will often come to play with me in the future."

Qin Qi tilted his head and smiled slyly:

"Uncle, according to the words of the Dao Chief, you and Brother Xue Lin are both my nobles, and I will definitely come to you often in the future."

Wu Daochang frowned.

Brother Xue Lin?

The eldest young master?

The little girl didn't mention Xue Qi between the lines......

"Could it be that the little girl on the right is the young master's little sister?"

Father Xue smiled heartily:

"I won't hide it from you, Xiao Qi is a good friend of my eldest son Xue Lin."

"Qianqian is my youngest son's little sister."

The old Taoist chief's face was slightly condensed.

He looked at Wu Qian and couldn't figure it out.

No way!

He is proficient in face reading, and he can't be wrong.

At that moment, he began to ask:

"Little girl, can you tell me your birthday?"

Qin Qi raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Qian for a long time.

Tut.

No need for her to do anything.

Counterfeiters are about to be exposed?

When the words fell, the curvature of the corners of Wu Qian's lips became louder silently:

"Dao Chief, I was born at nine o'clock in the morning on the twenty-sixth day of the first lunar month in the fifth year of the lunar calendar."

Wu Daochang bowed his head.

He began to chant in fragments:

"Kun Zao, born in the year of Yiyou, when the moon was ugly, is currently taking Gengchen luck."

Father Xue pursed his lips and frowned:

"Dao Chief, how is Qianqian's eight characters?"

Probably not.

Is it really Xue Qi who made a mistake?

Wu Daochang pondered for a while.

Only then did he look at Father Xue:

"Sir, this little girl's eight characters are indeed prosperous to you."

"She is all four pillars of you, if you look at it this way, she really helps you to look like you."

Qin Qi slowly narrowed his eyes.

Is this prepared?

She remembered the information about Wu Qian on the dark web.

She was not born on the twenty-sixth day of the first lunar month.

But.

She could not find any evidence at this time.

Wu Qian was born in the mountains, everything can be faked.

Wu Qian smiled sweetly:

"What do you mean, Dao Chief, is my Uncle Wang?"

Wu Daochang nodded:

"Looking at it this way, it's not surprising that you're a junior sister."

Father Xue has always believed in metaphysics.

At the moment, all his concerns about Wu Qian were dispelled at this moment.

"Qianqian, don't blame your uncle for being suspicious, there were many people who wanted to impersonate you before."

Wu Qian shook her head.

She smiled obediently and behaved extremely generously:

"Uncle, I understand you."

After a pause, she looked at Qin Qi, hooked her lips and said:

"Dao Chief, why don't you help Qin Qi do the math too? See if she and her uncle get along? ”

Qin Qixiu's eyebrows frowned slightly.

Want to find her again?