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Chapter 169:Beach Volleyball

He looked at Qin Yang in am amplity.

"You're such a strange person, I've talked to some so-called fortune-telling masters before, and they all insist that they can predict the future, but I have later exposed their lies."

"You are different, I said you are not a prediction, you actually agree, do not intend to refute?" 」

Qin Yang took a cup of water, took a sip of tea, and said, "I don't have to argue with you, because I'm here to learn."

"Three of them must have my teacher, you're right, I'm listening, I'm not right, I can filter myself."

"The fortune-tellers you have contacted have deceived others, but they can't fool themselves, so I also advise Teacher Zhou to say that nothing should be too true, they understand it in their hearts."

“Indignantly!”

Listening to Qin Yang's words, Zhou Xiaoqin was very inspired and quickly took notes.

Then she looked thoughtfully at Qin Yang.

"I am suddenly a little curious about you, from the remarks just now, I can use psychological suggestive methods to come to a conclusion, that is, you did not lie to yourself."

"Since you're not lying to yourself, it means you're probably predicting the future."

“It’s incredible, how could I come to that conclusion on you?”

After saying this, Zhou Xiaoqin looked very seriously at Qin Yang.

“Tell me, you’re not a split personality!”

Hip!

Qin Yang, who was drinking tea, squirted water.

"Sir, you are divided."

He waved his hand and said, "Let's not discuss personality, let's discuss psychological cues, do you continue to lecture, don't pay attention to me anymore."

However, Qin Yang did not know that his words made Zhou Xiaoqin more curious about himself.

Next, Zhou Xiaoqin put his knowledge, as well as some of the application of skills, and constantly told Qin Yang, but in general it is reflected in one word, that is, keen.

According to her, psychological cues are not a profound learning, just like some fortune-telling people, who are themselves a brilliant master of psychological cues.

These people can not only guess things around each other through only words, but also influence others through hints.

Of course, affecting others is another category, belonging to consciousness hypnosis, not within the scope of psychological suggestion.

The two talked for a long time, and the time passed by one minute and a second.

In the end, not only did Qin Yang feel fruitful, but even Zhou Xiaoqin was very touched, but she became more and more curious about Qin Yang.

When the sunset stained the seaside, Zhou Xiaoqin was slightly tired, then the two people ended the conversation, but also found that He Xiangu had not returned.

Qin Yang hastily pulled out his mobile phone, wanted to give Xian Gu a call, ask her position.

When he took out the phone, he remembered that He Xiangu did not have a mobile phone.

“I forgot to buy her a cell phone.”

Just when Qin Yang was thinking about how to find He Xiangu, suddenly her eyes bulged slightly, and the dark eye started on its own.

The dark eye starts on its own, generally predicting that the disaster will happen, and Qin Yang's heart is not well called.

Then, a message returned to the brain, Qin Yang saw a lotus flower floating in the sea of fire, very coquettish.

“Oh hey!”

“Lots of flowers!”

“What’s that fire?”

After talking with Zhou Xiaoqin for a day, Qin Yang had a lot of harvest, but when it comes to use, it needs to be sharpened.

So he immediately asked the boss for a piece of paper and a pen, and put it in front of Zhou Xiaoqin.

"Come, I'll tell you to paint."

Zhou Xiaoqin did not know what Qin Yang meant, but looking at his eyes a little anxious, he took up the pen according to Qin Yang's description and took out the picture of the fire sea lotus flower.

Qin Yang asked, "Lotus is my aunt, tell me what this fire means."

Zhou Xiaoqin was confused by Qin Yang's unfading words.

"Qin Yang, psychological hints must be based on some targeted things to speculate, not just what you think of, can be cues to speculate."

Qin Yang said, “It doesn’t matter, we just play, it doesn’t hurt, try it!”

"Well, for the sake of listening to me today, I'll assume that's not your hypothesis, so try it."

So she picked up the pen, casually sketched a few strokes on the fire sea lotus map, each time along the edge of the pen, the pen is around the lotus.

When everything was sketched by Zhou Xiaoqin, those later thickened lines actually turned into a crow.

“Fuck, black, black man of the true demon!”

Qin Yang jumped up, if not mistaken, He Xiangu should be secretly calculated by black.

He hurried along the sea to start looking for He Xiangu, Zhou Xiaoqin holding the painting, while following, while continuing to study.

When the two came out, they saw a group of people on a beach cheering and shouting, which was very lively.

Qin Yang just wanted to look forward, but Zhou Xiaoqin held him.

"Qin Yang, you let me draw this fire sea lotus a little strange, you see this crow's wings, should be injured, so this picture should tell you that the lotus hurt the crow, not you said the crow is going to hurt the lotus."

"But one thing I don't understand, these are you let me draw, without any reason, why do you want to say that your aunt is in danger?" 」

Zhou Xiaoqin is really an expert in psychological cues, the problem is always special, but Qin Yang has been too late to explain to him, running on the beach crowd rushed to the past.

“Come on, fight!”

"That's great, it's great."

There are too many people on the sidelines, and when Qin Yang hears the call, the psychology is more urgent.

But when he scraped the power of the two tigers and two tigers rushed into the crowd, he stood stupidly and stood in the same place, and could not return to God for half a day.

“The beach volleyball!”

“Oh my God!“How about beach volleyball?”

Look closely, this beach volleyball lineup is a bit strange.

On one side are three men, one of whom are still muscular, and the special thing is that one of them, Qin Yang, also knows, and it is the black man who was almost killed by the barefoot fairy.

But a little sad, the three men on this side of the black wu side are swollen, and the swollen is very heavy.

But the spirit of their play is very commendable, actually with injury insisted, very a spirit of not giving up.

In addition, the other line-up, do not have to look at it and understand, a swimsuit girl, the figure is definitely a praise, but also a ponytail, she is alone against three men, there is a little lazy look.

This girl is no one else, it is the aunt.

“Fuck, no.”

"Xian Gu plays beach volleyball alone with three men, and it's very relaxed."

Just when Qin Yang was in doubt, Zhou Xiaoqin also squeezed into the crowd and stood next to Qin Yang.

“The ball!”

The game began again, black wu with his feet to raise the volleyball, provoked to the fairy aunt side to pad.

At this time, the onlookers next to him laughed and talked.

"Look, they don't have their hands, this volleyball is played with your feet."

Sure enough, Black U put the ball over with his feet, and the fairy aunt also caught it with her feet.

A pair of small feet put the ball twice, and suddenly kicked the ball in front of the net.

When the height of the ball exceeded the net, the fairy suddenly rushed up, one hand on the beach, and the whole person stood upside down.

When he saw the situation, Qin Yang secretly exclaimed, “The beauty is drunk.”

"Grandma's, it's too extravagant, and even the ancient martial arts skills are used."

Then the charming little feet of the fairy aunt came directly with an upside-down gold hook.

Oh yeah!

The ball flew out with an arc, unbiased, snapping the head in the middle of the black.

Fuck off!

Awesome!

Awesome!

Qin Yang roared twice, and then saw that the black face was more swollen, and the nose blood slipped out.

This time he finally understood why the faces of the three men on this side of the black man were swollen.

I can’t believe it was all swollen by volleyball.

But Qin Yang still has a little bit of no idea, black U is not undeterred master, he next to the two unlucky eggs can not hide the fairy Gu flying legs, is black also can not hide?

Incredible, incredible!

At this time, Qin Yang also understood the meaning of the painting, and indeed, as Zhou Xiaoqin said, it was not that the fairy was in danger, but the fairy was abusing these three men.

When you want to find a fairy aunt, the dark eye automatically gives a reminder, it seems that the dark eye is much stronger than imagined.

The game is very wonderful, and after playing for more than ten minutes, more and more people onlookers, even many media are taking pictures around, and some larger media even carried out live reports.

“Oh!It seems that after tonight, it is difficult for the aunt to not be famous!"

Finally, the sky was getting dark, and the two men of Black knelt directly on the ground.

One of them cried out, "Boss, don't you fight, you just give us more money, and you won't hit today."

The other one was more simple, running straight out of the volleyball court, running and shouting.

"Shit, that woman is the devil, the devil, the old man is gone."

Blow up!The crowd made a big laugh, and even many onlookers shouted: "No backbone, when you start flirting with the little girl, is it not very arrogant, now how to recognize it."

Hahaha...

The men did not do it, and the black man finally stopped playing.

The boy's face was lost, and he picked up his clothes without a word, intending to leave.

The fairy aunt went coldly and said, "Black U, you remember the old lady clearly, the barefoot fairy is your harm, the next time you dare to appear, the old lady saw you hit once."

Qin Yang also hurried over, and black Wu heard the words of the fairy aunt, the face instantly turned pale, it turned out that he did not know that he and his volleyball is He Xiangu.

Black U turned his eyes round and stared at Qin Yang and He Xiangu.

“What kind of aunt are you?”

"No wonder it's so good."

“Did you finally recognize your mother?”“The fool!”

埔嚔嚚

Black's fist tightened, and he looked at Qin Yang again.

"Boy, as the treasurer of the reincarnation, you have brought the gods and immortals, and your courage is too big."

Qin Yang stretched out his middle finger without hesitation.

"Silly, old man, it's related to your ass."

“Look for a fight!”

Black U finally got angry, and the accumulated afternoon fire finally broke out at this time.

Good guy, a punch came running at the Qin Yang noodle door.

This is the best ancient martial arts skill of Black Wu, and in the eyes of the dark, you can even see a black crow floating behind him.

The crow's wings slowly flapping, look very ugly, creepy.

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