Remember for a second

He said, "There's nothing inappropriate. On that night when it rained a few days ago, my Simiao was dragged to the suburbs by the driver of a black car. Fortunately, Lin Qingyin sensed something wrong and saved her, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

Zhang Qiao also echoed: "I was desperate when I rushed there that day, but when I got there, I found that my family Simiao was being protected by Lin Qingyin, and she was wearing thick clothes that Lin Qingyin specially brought her. I don't know how to thank her."

Only then did Qingyin's mother understand: "It turned out that Qingyin came back in the middle of the night to save your daughter, and she didn't tell us in detail."

Since these gifts were all given to Lin Qingyin, Qingyin's mother would handle it herself, and Lin Qingyin had no concept of concession at all. No matter what sect or status in her previous life, no one who came to see her had ever come empty-handed, and she was used to receiving gifts.

The three Zhang family were put on the sofa. Zhang Qiao looked at the Lin family, although they were not big, but they were very clean. There were potted plants with fresh green drops on the coffee table on the windowsill. There is art xing.

Ding Hong followed the flowers and stones and began to praise: "This stone is placed casually but has a unique beauty. You will be able to clean up the house when you see it."

The voiceless mother smiled and said: "It's all about the voiceless voice. She doesn't allow us to move. I usually clean the window sill and water it carefully, and I don't even dare to touch it."

Zhang Simiao remembered the stones that Lin Qingyin threw one after another that night, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What would happen if I accidentally bumped into it?"

Lin Qingyin stood up and took a stone from the window sill at random. After about a minute, the room that had been at a suitable temperature suddenly became a little cold, and the cold air kept digging into people's clothes.

The Qingyin mother, who subconsciously tightened the collar of her clothes, suddenly recalled that in the past, the house was a little cold in this season. When you go out, you can wear a thin layer of clothes, but when you get home, you have to add a thick coat, otherwise it will freeze. of suffering. The temperature at home has been so comfortable this year that she forgot about it.

Lin Qingyin put the stone back into the distance, Yin's cold feeling gradually dissipated, and the interior returned to its previous warm and comfortable environment. This time, not only Zhang Qiao and Ding Hong were stunned, but even Qingyin's parents were shocked.

Lin Xu only heard from his daughter that her fortune-telling and feng shui formations are very powerful, but he has no concept of these things. Now he knows how talented her daughter is. No wonder those people are willing to spend 100,000 to 200,000 yuan to do things in a voiceless voice. .

Zhang Qiao, on the other hand, has always been suspicious of Zhang Simiao's description of throwing stones to attract thunder, because he doesn't quite understand how ordinary stones can have supernatural powers. Now he has seen it with his own eyes, but he still can't understand, why is this?

"Little Master, what's going on?"

Lin Qingyin smiled and said, "Gossip Jiazi, Gods and Ghosts, if you are interested, you can buy books such as "Book of Changes", "Qimen Dunjia", "Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams" and go back to study and study, maybe you can also Learn one or two formations."

This kind of small formation method for adjusting the temperature is really not in the world of cultivating the immortals. Once the cultivator sets foot on the path of immortality, the cold and heat will not invade, so there is no need for this formation method at all. Speaking of this kind of little thing, Lin Qingyin asked her disciples to collect the contents of the mortal world math books in her previous life.

Although Zhang Qiao didn't understand the principle inside, it didn't prevent him from realizing the power of Lin Qingyin. No wonder Principal Wang Tiantian, the little master, and the little master shouted. It turned out to be a master. Kind of master!

Touching his bald head, Zhang Qiao pleaded with anticipation: "Little Master, I want to ask for a hair growth talisman."

Lin Qingyin took out the carving knife from her schoolbag: "Want 200,000 or 20,000?"

Zhang Qiao was stunned: "Is there a price difference? Which one does Principal Wang use?"

"He uses 20,000 pieces. It's made of stone. The aura in the stone is limited, and it takes about three months to return to normal hair volume."

Lin Qingyin picked a round and smooth stone and put it on the table, and took out a box of jade from the room. This is the round jade that Jiang Wei's father helped her to buy. The quality is good and it has never been carved. Much cheaper than the finished jade from the mall.

"You can also use jade to make a talisman. Your hair will return to normal in three to five days. In addition, it has the effect of strengthening your body." Lin Qingyin fiddled with the jade in the box: "Depending on the texture, it starts at 200,000."

Zhang Qiao was excited: "Xiao Da

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