Chris changed the subject and continued, "My parents and I are not valued in the Black Family. We are worthless and we don't have any say. Do you understand what I mean?"

Qin Shu nodded stiffly: "Yeah, I roughly understand."

It is equivalent to the distinction between the direct and collateral branches of a large family in China. Even worse are the collateral branches of the collateral branches, the marginal figures who have no connection with the direct branch of the family.

Chris smiled and patted Qin Shu's hand soothingly: "These three years of confusion make me feel unreal. Oh my God! I can't imagine that I have done so many shameful things.

But I soon felt extremely lucky to have met you, because of you, I miraculously awakened the ability to continue my family, but my ability is limited."

“……”The corners of Qin Shu’s lips twitched.

I thought to myself, Chris must not tell anyone that her awakened ability is psychic.

Chris seemed to have noticed that Qin Shu was wary of the Black family's abilities, so she didn't say what abilities she had awakened.

She thanked him very sincerely: "Thank you for curing my disease. My husband said I would lose some memory, but the fact is just the opposite. I remembered all my memories in just one night."

Qin Shu could no longer maintain the smile on her lips, and she felt frustrated in her heart.

The medical skills that she was so proud of were hit hard!

The Thirteen Ghost Needles were supposed to block Chris's spiritual sense, but not only was it not blocked, she seemed even more weird and mysterious.

Qin Shu pulled her hand away from Chris's and swallowed hard.

She asked in a cold voice: "So, what is the matter with you coming to see me?"

Chris took off her black robe and hat, revealing a face that looked a little old before, but now had wrinkles on it but was full of vitality.

She stared at Qin Shu with a smile in her golden eyes: "You are a very lucky girl, may God bless you."

Qin Shu suddenly felt a desire to win, and retorted without thinking: "Mrs. Benson, I have to remind you that we Chinese have our own beliefs and gods, and your God cannot bless me."

As the saying goes, lose the battle even if you lose the person!

If gods really exist, she doesn't need the protection of a foreign God.

Chinese mythology, with a history of 8,000 years, is even older than that established in foreign countries. The two cannot be compared at all.

Chris showed an annoyed expression: "Yes, look at me, I forgot that I am in China now."

She held Qin Shu's hand and said sincerely: "Lucky and kind girl, may the gods of China bless you. You are really great. You make me feel the fresh and tenacious vitality. I feel very comfortable with you."

Qin Shu looked at Chris who was talking in a daze in front of her and asked without much emotion: "Is this what you want to tell me?"

"No, I came to see you today because I want to give you something."

Chris let go of Qin Shu's soft little hand and took out a fist-sized, pitch-black crystal ball from her black robe.

"My dear child, to thank you for saving my life and allowing me to awaken the abilities of the Black family, I will give you a small gift. It is a telepathic induction ball."

Qin Shu looked at the crystal ball in Chris's palm and found that there were thousands of black mists flowing inside, entangled together like black silk threads.

As the crystal ball got closer, a cold and creepy feeling came over me.

Qin Shu's beautiful eyes slightly opened, and she subconsciously took a step back, feeling resistance to this gift.

Chris held the black crystal ball in both hands and handed it to Qin Shu.

Her voice was no longer kind, but rather cold: "Child, don't tell your secret to anyone. You must keep it in mind."

"If there is someone you want to tell, drop some of your blood on a crystal ball and give it to that person. What you want him to know will be conveyed to him through his dreams."