Mi Bao was three and a half years old, and was favored by the big bosses in the capital

Gongsun Miao didn't notice Shiro's eyes at all at this moment, he was still looking at Erlang's face.

Even though the young boy was crying with tears streaming down his face, it was still very beautiful.

After carefully looking at Erlang's face, Gongsun Miao let go of his hand, frowned slightly, and shook his head.

Shiro asked hurriedly, "Uncle Song, do you also think that my second brother's face is so hard to describe?"

When Gongsun Miao heard this, he looked at Shiro, who had been ignored for a while.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, "You kid, can you read faces?"

Shiro smiled, raised his hand and scratched his head, "It's okay, it's okay, I can only scratch the surface."

Gongsun Miao thought of Shiro's behavior after seeing his face last night, and even thought of Mi Bao's sudden behavior of pinching his face for no reason.

He finally came to a realization.

So that's it. If this kid can recognize each other, then everything will be explained.

But, if that's the case, Shiro's face-telling skills are quite good.

This child, if I remember correctly, seems to be less than nine years old, right?

Gongsun Miao's eyes gradually became complicated when he looked at Shiro. There was surprise, scrutiny, and appreciative fear.

He smiled and said, "Huh, you are so humble. Based on your performance last night, I can't tell you are just a superficial person."

Shiro's eyes lit up and he asked, "So Uncle Song, your face is really fake, right?"

Gongsun Miao, "..."

Tsk, careless.

This boy, indeed, has the same appearance as him, a ghostly spirit.

How could a child of his age be so perceptive and think of that from his words?

He must have been thinking about this since last night, otherwise how could he react so quickly?

Gongsun Miao thought this way, and instead of answering Shilang's question, he asked again, "Where did you learn this ability of fortune-telling?"

Shiro replied, "There is a goddess Song in our village. She is very powerful. She can do divination, fortune telling, and some medical skills. I am her apprentice. I learned my fortune telling skills from her."

"Goddess Song?" Gongsun Miao frowned slightly and asked, "You said that person's surname is Song?"

"Yes!"

"That's a coincidence. I happen to have the same last name." Gongsun Miao said thoughtfully.

Shiro smiled and said, "That's quite a coincidence. However, my master is quite withdrawn and doesn't like to interact with others. Otherwise, I would definitely take Uncle Song to get to know her!"

The two people actually started chatting directly, and Erlang, who was still crying sadly, was ignored.

He was originally crying about his misfortune, and at the same time he was crying because he was scared when he recalled the suffering he suffered. But now that he saw these two people ignoring him, he suddenly felt even more aggrieved and cried even harder!

"Silang, why do you still have time to chat with Uncle Song? What will happen to me?"

Erlang couldn't bear it anymore and asked Shiro with a cry.

He didn't doubt Shiro's words at all. After all, even Goddess Song said that he was going to be unlucky.

It's really scary. Will he encounter something like that again?

Just thinking back to the scene at that time, Erlang felt pain all over his body.

Shiro then looked at Erlang again and said, "Oh, second brother, we won't just watch something happen to you. Don't cry first, otherwise it will be hard for me to talk to you!"

Erlang choked up when he heard what Shiro said, and then suppressed his crying.