This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

Hearing this, Night Xuan couldn't help but ask: “Take it later Ling... how is the handsome back to normal? ”

Nor did he think that Ling Tian had suffered so much since he was a child.

Anger, but more heartache.

A smile appeared on Yan Taizong's face after hearing Night Xuan's Morning Question.

“In the first few years, the kid hasn't improved either. Like Ling family said, he never communicates with people, likes to climb high, likes to squat and draw with branches. ”

But then one time, Ling Tian somehow arrived in his study and was smashed in the head by a jade Buddha fallen on his shelf.

At that time, he was scared, because Ling Tian's forehead was bleeding a lot, and people were unconscious for days before they woke up.

He would have thought he had done something wrong, and God would have taken even his last relative.

But who knew Ling Tian had woken up, and he spoke.

Though it felt relatively clumsy to be seven years old when compared to a child his age, Yan Taizong was excited to shed a tear.

Then, something more exciting happened to him, returning to normal Ling Tian, although a little awkward at first, his ability to learn was incredibly fast.

A lot of things are almost once taught, and the memory is incredible.

But in just six months, he was just like all his peers, completely making up for the past.

Later, he discovered that his grandson was almost an all-powerful genius, so he developed various aspects of Ling Tian's training.

Yen Taizong exhaled harshly because of Ling Tian.

He still remembers the shocked look of those who saw Ling Tian win the prize.

So that's when Yan Taizong started to like collecting emeralds.

Because he always felt that it was the Emerald Jade Buddha that brought Ling Tian back to normal, which was a bit ridiculous, but he stubbornly believed that there must be some connection.

Night Xuan's eyes revealed a bit of contemplation. Ling Tian's ability to return to normal does not appear to be a coincidence, but rather an opportunity.

After that, Yan Taizong did not go on to say it, but Night Xuan morning can also guess.

Such an excellent Ling Tian, the old master Ling family naturally received the news, so they must have come to a set of theater codes to identify their ancestors.

I really want to meet that old Ling family man!

Throwing away this idea, Night Xuan morning slightly frowned, he is still a little confused, why before that, Ling Tian, would be a fool?

And what Yantai Zongkou said, abnormal behavior, made him some speculation...

“Old man, do you know what a handsome boy used to compare branches to trees? ”

hesitated for a moment, Night Xuan morning couldn't help but ask.

Yan Taizong shook his head, "It's just a bunch of crap, but sometimes it looks like some ancient writing at first glance, but that's just coincidence. ”

After all, he is also knowledgeable and knowledgeable. If it is literary, he can see more or less.

Perhaps it was some kind of fantasy that arose because I felt a little uncomfortable at the time.

Night Xuan was very curious and obsessed: “Do you remember, can you paint it for me? ”

Yan Taizong looked at him strangely, but didn't think much of it. He said to Yan Zhong: "Ah Zhong, bring Ling Tian's childhood graffiti to this boy! ”

At that time, he felt that Ling Tian might have the gift of painting, after all, many children with autism did, so he let Ling Tian Nabi paint on paper.