God catch

Chapter 40 Routines
"I didn't see it." Xiao Qiyue responded casually, almost killing Jin Buchang, and said, "Tell me quickly, how did you find out that Xiao Kun is not dead?"

"The master thought he was dead before?" Xiao Qiyue asked back.

"Of course, dead. No heartbeat, no vitality. All the physical characteristics of life are gone, so it's no wonder if you don't die." Jin Buhuan rolled his eyes.

"Then why do you say that I found out that he is not dead?" Xiao Qiyue asked back.

"He must not be dead, otherwise, can you really bring a dead person back to life? Even the legendary magic medicine 'Immortal Immortality Pill' is impossible." Jin Buhuan said.

"Well, I really don't know anything else." Xiao Qiyue hugged the picture of a dead pig not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. At worst, he really couldn't find a way to return the 'Nine Thousand Eight'.

As for his own secret, he can tell it even if he is killed.

"Did you really hear your cousin calling for help, and what kind of yin energy did you feel?" Jin Buhuan's confidence was a little shaken, and the person above his head was swaying from side to side like a grass on a wall.

"Yeah, of course, I can't guarantee it 100%, I can only say that I have a five or six out of ten feeling." Xiao Qiyue naturally wouldn't talk too much.

"Do you have the legendary 'yin and yang eyes'?" Jin Buhuan touched his chin, and Xiao Qiyue found that the wave of popularity on his head was not so strong.

It seemed that his deception had worked.

"Well, boy, I really don't know. It may also be because my cousin Xiao Kun played with me when he was young, and he has a kind of spiritual feeling." Xiao Qiyue nodded, "Of course, it doesn't rule out that I am born with it." Possess that special function."

"Okay! It's okay, you can go." Jin Buhuan spoke too easily, and seemed to be fooled.

However, when Xiao Qiyue came out and looked back, she was stunned.

The popularity on the old man's head was acting a little strange at the moment, and it turned into a golden appearance.

Moreover, he bent his waist, bent his knees, rested his chin with his right hand, and stared silently at the bottom.

His deep gaze and the gesture of biting his fist with his lips brought Xiao Qiyue an extremely painful spiritual shock.

This posture is too 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 his best to shrink and bend his body into a ball.

A well-known and well-known pharmacist, who is not weak, and needs money and connections, and is respected by others, what is 'worrying' him?
"Do you have something on your mind?" Xiao Qiyue stared at him and asked.

"Oh?" Jin Buhuan woke up suddenly, and looked at Xiao Qiyue indifferently, his face was not very good-looking, probably because he interrupted his 'meditation'.

"Maybe I can help you." Xiao Qiyue had a pleasant face and tried to relax her tone.

"Just you!" Jin Buhuan's eyes were full of extreme contempt and disdain.

"It's not that you always wanted to resurrect a person, but you couldn't do it.

So, you suffer, blame yourself, and feel guilty.

Moreover, it was a female corpse, an extremely beautiful woman. "Just for a moment, an extremely beautiful female corpse appeared amidst Jin Buhuan's popularity.

Although it disappeared in a flash, Xiao Qiyue deliberated and it must have something to do with Jin Buhuan's distress.

And in connection with his identity as a pharmacist, that's about it.

On the other hand, Xiao Qiyue also understood.

After my own "Great Freedom of Karma" was first completed, I was able to reproduce the thoughts in the hearts of popular people through real objects through popularity.

However, it is estimated that it is because his own strength is still too weak.

The scene reproduced by the inner qi thought of the popular person is extremely short, and it will disappear in a flash, and you will miss it if you are not careful.

This is definitely a cross-generational progress of Karma Eye.

In this way, through popularity, I can see the character's heart on a deeper level.

"you……"

Jin Buhuan looked at Xiao Qiyue with a dumbfounded look, and in an instant, Jin Buhuan said, "You're trying to trick me, you're still young, what kind of female corpse is pure bullshit?"

"Hehe, it's just a 'black mole' between the eyebrows." Xiao Qiyue found that the moment Jin Buhuan pretended to be relaxed, the face of the female corpse appeared clearly in his popularity.

"Nonsense, it's clearly a 'red mole', how could it become a 'black mole'?" Jin Buhuan was annoyed, and slapped the table next to him.

"Hahaha, it really is, it is indeed a 'red mole'." Xiao Qiyue laughed, and just now deliberately referred to the red mole between the eyebrows as a black mole, Jin Buhuan got excited, and really slipped his mouth.

"You...you really know her?" Jin Buhuan raised his face.

"I'm not in the mood to know her. I have something to do, so I'm leaving." Xiao Qiyue turned her head and left.

Jin Buchang's appetite was full, and he shouted from behind, "Uh uh, you should explain clearly, how did you know, how is that possible?"

However, Xiao Qiyue ignored him and disappeared long ago.

Jin Buhuan smashed another table in the room, "Boy, you can't escape."

"July, you have to shoulder the burden of the family during this time, thank you for your hard work.

I know about you playing with Master Jin, but you have to be careful, Master Jin is a first-rank elixir after all, so don't overdo it.

Although our Xiao family is in a difficult situation now, we have to pay for the medicine even if we sell everything.

After all, his medicine is indeed effective, and my injury has already healed by [-]%.

To be a man, one must stand upright, and a man should stand upright.

A master must cultivate this momentum since he was a child.

Some petty cleverness is difficult to be elegant, but it will damage the practice. "Xiao Tiancheng leaned on the grand teacher's chair in the study, with a slightly reproachful look on his face.

"Father, you are wrong. Son, I did learn a set of medical skills by accident. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. There is no such thing as being clever." Xiao Qiyue shook her head calmly.

"Fart! I don't know how much your kid weighs?

Recently, I stepped on a few piles of shit on you to solve the case, and then I became cocky.

People call you 'little god catcher', you kid, don't really take yourself too seriously.

Otherwise, the higher you hold, the harder you fall. "Xiao Tiancheng glared and scolded.

"Father taught me the right thing, but I have my own measure, son." Xiao Qiyue nodded.

"I heard that you still have to participate in the Tianyang preliminary competition, so I don't think it's necessary.

With Zhao Yingying around, Zhao Lang will definitely win the first place.

He's just waiting for you to compete. When the time comes, swords have no eyes on the ring, so don't fall for it.

Although it is impossible for you to reach the top [-] in the second round of Hai'an County's draft.

However, at least, the Xiao family is qualified to participate in the competition in Hou Ye's Mansion.

You have to be patient during this time, the overall situation is the most important.

When your eldest brother recovers from his injury and your second brother returns, it will not be too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Zhao Yingying, she won't be staying at home for long, we'll settle the score after he leaves. "Xiao Tiancheng looked stern.

"What is the top sixteen? If you want to win, you have to be the first." Xiao Qiyue sneered, and suddenly exerted force, and slapped the table with her palm.

"You don't even listen to my words..." Xiao Tiancheng was so angry that he thought it was okay for Xiao Qiyue to slap his table face to face when he got angry.

He was about to slap his son fiercely, 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, penetrating into two parts.

And there is a blurred vein in the handprint, and the vein is half the size of a finger.

(End of this chapter)