After feeding the exiled criminals, she was forced to reveal herself

Chapter 536 What kind of method is this?
Qin Jian's clasped fingertips trembled slightly with a tingling sensation as if an electric current was flowing.

Faintly, he actually felt that his fate, which had been solid and fearless for many years, was showing signs of loosening.

The origin of the relationship is so ordinary and unexpected.

Qin Jian felt somewhat happy, but this happiness did not come from the fact that he had comprehended the secrets of heaven. Moreover, the secrets of heaven were so complicated that heaven only allowed him to glimpse the tip of the iceberg.

However, he was still happy.

Even if this is just the tip of the iceberg, if you don't have this opportunity in this lifetime, I'm afraid that even if you work hard all your life, it will all be in vain in the end.

So, when his eyes moved to the face of Qin Lang, the younger generation of the Qin family, who looked a little uneasy, he actually felt a little more admiration for him in his heart.

Qin Lang's mind raced. He looked relaxed on the outside but tense on the inside. Could it be that he had discovered something "special" in this Miss Tu?

"Uncle Master?"

On the left, Li Yuanxiao called him in a low voice.

The smile on Qin Jian's face deepened. He looked at everyone, pondered for a moment, and without keeping anyone in suspense, he directly revealed the answer that he and his nephew Li Yuanxiao had just worked out.

He coughed lightly, lowered his voice, and asked Tu Huan, "I have a question. Before I interpret the hexagram, I would like to ask Miss Tu, is it convenient?"

Tu Huan quickly straightened her face and said respectfully, "Mr. Qin, you are too polite. You are the elder, so if you have any questions, just ask directly. I will be happy with it."

"Haha, that's good, that's good." When Qin Jian heard her say this, the smile in his eyes deepened. Everyone else could see that he was very happy that Tu Huan said this.

Only Qin Lang frowned for a moment, as he was a little confused about what his "elder" was up to at the moment. He always felt that Tu Huan beside him was about to fall into a trap.

Perhaps it was because of the vigilance in his eyes that Qin Jian couldn't help but stare at him twice more and teased, "What's that expression on your face, little brat? Don't worry, as an elder, how can I embarrass her?"

After saying that, he glanced at him with a smile.

Qin Lang had a "secret" in his heart, and was worried about it. When he heard Qin Jian teasing him, he felt quite embarrassed. He laughed dryly twice and scratched his forehead.

"I don't have any."

Tu Huan also looked back at him, with a faint gleam in her eyes, and it was obvious that she had found something fun.

Qin Lang: ...

Fine.

I feel like I'm the only one who's nervous, but I'm not sure what I'm nervous about.

This is the first time I've encountered this before in all my time in the underworld.

"Miss Tu?"

Qin Jian spoke, drawing Tu Huan's attention back.

"Mr. Qin, please ask."

"Okay!" Qin Jian nodded, looking at her eyes with a smile on his face. After a moment, Qin Jian looked her in the eye and asked, "Do you like to dream?"

"Dreaming?" Tu Huan was slightly stunned. "What kind of dream?"

Qin Jian smiled and said, "It doesn't matter what the dream is about. I'll explain it in detail later. Let's talk about dreaming first. Do you dream a lot?"

Tu Huan unconsciously glanced around and found that everyone was looking at her.

"Don't be anxious. Think about it carefully. If you are anxious, you won't be able to remember it." Qin Jian said.

Tu Huan nodded, pondered for a while, and nodded, "I did, I don't know if it was a lot, I often stay up late, sometimes I paint until I'm tired during the day, then I fall asleep." After a slight pause, "But the dreams I had were very wild and unrealistic, I can't remember most of them."

Tu Huan thought that since Qin Jian mentioned the dream, perhaps this matter was more important?

Rather than go through the trouble of asking Qin further, she gave him a little more information on this point.

After listening to what she said, Qin Jian nodded slightly. To her surprise, after asking her, Qin Jian's eyes passed over her and turned to Qin Lang beside her.

"What about you? Do you dream a lot on weekdays?"

"Me?" Qin Lang pointed at himself.

Qin Jian nodded, "Yes, you."

Qin Lang was a little stunned. He looked at Xie Huailou, then at Tu Huan, and finally at Qin Jian, not quite understanding what was going on. "Do it!"

"Is it much?"

Qin Lang: ...

How do we measure whether this is a lot or not?

Qin Jian looked at the two people, stood up and went to the back to get two pieces of paper and two pens, one for each person, and then sat down.

"The question Miss Tu wants to ask is already decided by fate, so there is no rush. I'll give you two some time to think back over the years from childhood to adulthood. Do you have any dreams that you remember vividly? Write down the key words of the dream."

Qin Jian looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.

"I'll give you two three to five minutes. Try your best to recall. If you really can't remember, at least write down three to five."

What does it mean? !

Tu Huan and Qin Lang looked at each other, not knowing what Qin Jian meant by suddenly saying this, but they still did as he said.

The two of them pressed the refills of their pens twice, stared at the blank paper, and thought deeply.

What dreams have you had since childhood?

It has to be the one that has a more profound memory?

Where did you get this idea at this moment?

Before she knew it, the cap of Tu Huan's pen was pressing against her chin.

Qin Lang next to him might as well give way more.

When other people looked at the two of them, immersed in their memories and trying hard to recall what they were thinking, they were a little surprised at first and couldn't figure out what Qin Jian was thinking at all, especially Comrade Old Qin, who turned around and asked his cheap junior master Li Yuanxiao.

Comrade Lao Qin: What kind of method is this?
Li Yuanxiao's eyes went dark and he shook his head.

I'm sorry, but he doesn't quite understand.

He had never seen this "method" of his uncle's.

He looked at Qin Jian, who gave him a look that warned him not to be anxious, very gentle.

Xie Huailou didn't have so many questions. Since the elder of the Qin family had already found the "answer", delaying for three or five minutes was not so unbearable. However, he unconsciously became more curious and inquisitive about Tu Huan.

Xie Huailou's eyes never left Tu Huan.

In her sight, her friend Qin Lang was sitting next to Tu Huan. Both of them had difficulty recalling the past, and they showed similar expressions on their faces.

After a while, a hint of surprise flashed in Xie Huailou's dark eyes.

Unconsciously, several people discovered a strange thing at the same time:

The expressions and movements that Tu Huan and Qin Lang tried to recall became more and more similar.

Qin Jian sat nearby, confidently pouring tea, taking a sip from time to time, silently observing the two people whose expressions and movements were becoming more and more "similar".

The strange look in his eyes became more and more intense.

I thought to myself, what a spectacle.

Tu Huan tried hard to recall the unforgettable dreams she had had since she was a child, but after thinking for a long time, she looked down and saw that there were only a few lines of words on the white paper in front of her.

In childhood, the sea of ​​withered flowers;

While living on campus, there was an antique courtyard floating in a sea of ​​blood;

When I graduated,...

What was your dream like that night when you graduated?
Tu Huan was just about to think about it when she suddenly heard Qin Lang's unexpected voice.

"You also dreamed of a sea of ​​withered flowers and a garden in a sea of ​​blood?"

(End of this chapter)