The God of Rebirth Strikes

Well, Lu Yefeng thought Jiang Lin was a child, but he himself was only sixteen.He is not very old but he is young and mature. Isn't this deliberate and careful thinking like a normal child now?

"Well, my name is Jiang Lin. I started learning art with my master when I was two years old."

This line of work is indeed a kind of skill, so if someone outside asks Jiang Lin what he does with Hui Lao, he will answer that he is a student.Jiang Lin didn't feel strange about Lu Yefeng's question. In Jiang Lin's eyes, Lu Yefeng was just a child, but growing up in such a big family forced him to mature prematurely.

So for this child's precocity, Jiang Lin felt a little distressed, his childhood was gone.But no matter how precocious he is, he is still a child, so it is not surprising that he is curious about unknown things.However, although Jiang Lin reported his name, in his opinion, this was just a business that Mr. Hui took over.After the business is over, it is estimated that we will not see each other in the future.

"Two years old! How old are you this year?"

Lu Yefeng expressed surprise that Jiang Lin started learning at the age of two. At that time, he probably couldn't even recognize the characters.

"I have studied art for ten years, and now I am twelve!"

Since Lu Yefeng was curious, Jiang Lin answered.In Lu Yefeng's eyes, Jiang Lin's situation of asking and answering each sentence is obedient.

"Then do you study in class?"

Jiang Lin nodded, and the two of them just exchanged words.

Those who ask questions are very simple, and those who answer are also very brief.But somehow, the two of them were able to chat like this for more than an hour.

When the guards brought the things, Jiang Lin stopped answering.Put away the tome, and then started to draw symbols on the chopping board.

Lu Yefeng also knew that Jiang Lin was preparing for what would happen after the mother's death, so he didn't ask questions.When Jiang Lin began to draw the talisman, Lu Yefeng stood behind and watched.Jiang Lin's writing brush is very good, and what the brush is talking about is his situation.

Although he didn't know what Jiang Lin was painting, Lu Yefeng believed that Jiang Lin's handwriting must be very good based on Jiang Lin's skills.

Jiang Lin was immersed in the talisman, concentrating on it.Lu Yefeng beside him also ignored the occasional scrutinizing eyes.When Jiang Lin came out of the talisman, there was already a small stack of talisman paper beside him, and Jiang Lin's forehead was also sweating.It's summer now, and it's still summer vacation. The place where they are is on the top floor without even a fan. It's strange that they don't sweat.

"Give!"

Lu Yefeng looked at his own soaked sleeves. He didn't dare to wipe Jiang Lin directly like he did just now. Instead, he handed over the paper, and Jiang Lin thanked him before taking it and started wiping himself.After replenishing water, the next step is to wait for the call from Hui Lao and the others.

"It's too hot on the top floor. It's cooler indoors. Go down and have a rest. You can come up again when they call!"

Even when Jiang Lin held Lu Yefeng's leg just now, his body temperature was obviously a few degrees lower than that of ordinary people.Lu Yefeng was also worried that the child would suffer from heat stroke. This body temperature showed that Jiang Lin's health was not very good, so he might be more prone to heat stroke!

Jiang Lin shook his head, no one knew when the call would come.This is a race against time, and if it is late, it will cost a few lives!The lives of these people are in his hands, even if he is calm, he has to worry a lot.