The girl's face turned blue, her lips were white, her hair was dry and yellow, her eyes were even more dull, and she looked very weak.
Seeing this, Yu Zhaoan's face changed suddenly. He hurriedly stood up to meet him and blamed him: "Sufen, what are you doing? Xin'er is so weak, why did you let her go downstairs?"
"I...she..." The middle-aged woman suddenly looked embarrassed and wanted to speak but stopped.
"Dad, don't blame my mom, I wanted to come down by myself." At this moment, the girl waved her hand and said anxiously.
Hearing this, Yu Zhaoan couldn't help but feel bitter. After a moment of silence, he hurriedly said, "Okay, you go upstairs and lie down quickly. When I make arrangements, I will go upstairs to see you."
"No...no...I'm fine..." The girl shook her head quickly, but her eyes couldn't help but scan the living room.
Seeing this, Yu Zhaoan was a little confused and curiously said: "Xin'er, who do you want to find? Yu Hao is there, otherwise I will let him go upstairs and chat with you?"
"Yes, sister, if you feel bored, I will play the piano for you." Yu Hao also hurried forward and pulled the girl and said with a smile.
The girl shook her head gently, waved her hand again, hesitating, as if she wanted to say something, but because she was too anxious, her voice was a little confused.
"Zhao'an, Xin'er just said that she heard a familiar voice, so she wanted to go downstairs to see, look..." At this time, the middle-aged woman suddenly spoke.
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhaoan's face changed slightly and he said curiously: "It's not normal to hear familiar voices. She is not familiar with the voices of our family."
"I asked her, and she said she was not from our family." The middle-aged woman shook her head and smiled bitterly.
"That should be me. Xin'er was the closest to me when she was a child." Zhou Desheng hurried forward and smiled.
Hearing his words, the girl quickly turned her head, and a trace of disgust flashed across her face.
Seeing this, Zhou Desheng looked embarrassed and hurriedly said, "That must be Master Zhang. He is a master. He must have had telepathy with Xin'er."
Hearing his words, Master Zhang straightened his chest, and a hint of pride flashed through his expression, but he quickly closed his eyes and returned to his previous unfathomable appearance.
Seeing this, Yu Zhaoan's face changed and couldn't help but sighed repeatedly: "I am really worthy of being Taoist Master Zhang. Daozheng is so high. It seems that Xin'er's illness is saved."
Just as he finished speaking, the girl who was holding the stair railing actually walked straight toward Cyti, who was sitting in the corner.
Seeing this, everyone in the living room was stunned.
"Xin'er, he is Yu Hao's university teacher. Do you... do you know each other?" Yu Zhaoan hesitated for a while, and asked in confusion.
The girl did not answer, just stared at Cycad, and after a while, she asked softly: "May I ask, were you talking just now?"
"Yes, it's me, what's wrong?" Cycad looked at the girl, a little confused.
"It's okay, I don't know you, but... I seem to have heard your voice somewhere, do you believe it?" The girl's pale little face forced a timid smile.
Cyprus nodded slightly and responded with a smile: "Believe."
"Really?" The girl's slightly shy smile instantly bloomed, and her somewhat dull eyes instantly shone with stars.
As if she noticed that she had lost her composure, she hurriedly lowered her head and smiled shyly again.
At this moment, Yu Zhaoan gradually came to his senses. He hurried forward and said in surprise: "Xin'er, you said you heard a familiar voice. Is it from this Teacher Su?"
"Yes, his voice is very familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere before." The girl nodded seriously.
Hearing his words, Yu Hao walked forward and smiled and said, "It turns out that the one who telepathically interacted with his sister was Teacher Su, not this Taoist Master Zhang."
Master Zhang, who was originally quite proud, frowned when he heard this, and his wrinkled old face turned red in an instant.
Seeing this, Yu Zhaoan coughed dryly and said with a smile: "Children, just a joke, you can't take it seriously."
He had just learned about Taoist Zhang's temper. If he disagrees, he would get angry on the spot. Now that his daughter's illness is still required to be treated, he dare not offend him easily.
After saying that, he immediately pulled his daughter Yu Xin to Priest Zhang and said with a smile: "Xin'er, please see Priest Zhang soon."
"I have met Master Zhang." Yu Xin greeted Master Zhang obediently, but his eyes still looked at Cyprus involuntarily.
Seeing this situation, Su Tie couldn't help but feel a little confused, thinking in his heart that he had never seen this girl before.
But he didn't care too much. After all, for such a girl in her twenties, his peers are naturally more attractive than an old man in weird clothes.
Although Master Zhang was a little unhappy, he didn't say much, but just nodded slightly and said coldly: "Mr. Yu, then let's start."
"Okay, then it's time for Master Zhang." Yu Zhaoan responded immediately.
Immediately, at the request of Master Zhang, Yu Zhaoan helped his daughter Yu Xin and sat on the sofa, and stood aside.
After everything was ready, Master Zhang stepped forward and sat directly opposite Yu Xin.
I saw his eyes slightly closed, his right hand gently shaking the whisk, and his left hand kept pinching the magic formula, while he was muttering words.
Seeing this situation, Yu Zhaoan and others stared at him. Although they were full of doubts, they did not dare to disturb Master Zhang.
"Yes, the top of the head is round and thick, the back is plump, the forehead is wide and square, the lips are red and white, the ears are round and round, the nose is straight as a gallbladder, the eyes are black and white, and the eyebrows are beautiful and sparse, which is the appearance of great wealth and honor." At this moment, Master Zhang, Daoist Zhang
Suddenly he spoke.
Hearing his words, Yu Zhaoan was anxious and quickly stepped forward and asked anxiously: "Master Zhang, what were you saying just now? How was my daughter like? Can you cure her illness?"
"Oh, I just said that her appearance is a rich and powerful person. She is born with a wealthy family, has no worries about food and clothing, and is also extremely intelligent, but..." Master Zhang said halfway through his words, but he didn't say it anymore, just stroked his beard lightly.
, with a profound and mysterious look.
Seeing this, Yu Zhaoan suddenly felt sank in his heart and asked loudly: "But what, Master Zhang, my daughter...what is wrong with her?"
"Haha, it's hard to say, it's hard to say." Taoist Zhang smiled and shook his head repeatedly.
"It's hard to say anything, can you stop keeping it?" Yu Hao was suddenly a little anxious.
Although Taoist Zhang's methods just now really surprised him, he felt very disgusted when he saw the other party's pretending to be a ghost and his mysterious posture.
Master Zhang chuckled, and didn't even look at Yu Hao. He just closed his eyes slightly and continued to shake the whisk in his hand.
At this time, Zhou Desheng, who was standing aside, hurried forward, put the tourmaline ring in his hand next to Master Zhang, and smiled and said, "Master Zhang, I have a little bit of meaning, please accept it with a smile."
Master Zhang glanced at the ring, smiled slightly, and then said, "However, her breathing and moving was a sign of death."
"What does it mean?" Yu Zhaoan asked in confusion.
Master Zhang smiled faintly and said to himself: "It means that she has no time left, and your family can be reunited and you can prepare for your funeral."