"I should understand a little bit." Han Sen said while watching, but he was very excited in his heart.
Whether it's cooking or reading, these are not what Han Sen is good at, but now these projects that he is not good at are performing like this. If this is what Mr. Bai said, then this is nothing for Han Sen. Difference is an unimaginably good thing.
"Mr. Bai said that my current body will be useful in any field. Does that mean that from now on I will be an all-around genius. No matter what I do or learn, I can learn it faster and better than others?" Han Sen After reading the book "The True Interpretation of Xuanmen Daozang", I already have a deep understanding of metaphysics, which is many times deeper than what he had studied for so many years before.
Although this book alone can't be said to have a thorough understanding of metaphysics, it won't be as superficial as before.
Closing the book, Han Sen looked at Ji Yanran's face. Ji Yanran looked a little embarrassed.
"What are you looking at?" Ji Yanran stretched out her hand and pushed Han Sen's arm, saying embarrassedly.
"I'm looking at your face." Han Sen did not look away. Instead, he stretched out his hand, hooked Ji Yanran's chin, and said with a smile.
"Can you read faces?" Ji Yanran looked at Han Sen in surprise.
Face reading in metaphysics is not a superstition, but a way of observing the world. The so-called face comes from the heart does not mean that if you think about evil things in your heart, you will become ugly, but if you think about good things all day long, you will become good-looking.
Face comes from the heart refers to the influence of a person's temper and personality on the face. For a simple example, people who often work hard usually don't have many expressions and like to frown, and their forehead lines will be deeper.
For people who love to laugh, nasolabial folds and crow's feet will be relatively heavier.
To put it more deeply, if a person has a bad temper, he will have strong anger. If he often stays up late, it will cause pharyngitis, rhinitis, dark circles, hair loss and other symptoms.
All life will leave traces on the face unconsciously. It is these traces that can be read and used as a basis to make some inferences.
If you really want to understand faces, you need to learn a lot of knowledge, such as medicine and biology, which are only the most basic. Han Sen had probably learned some before, but later he felt it was too troublesome and a waste of time, so he didn't continue learning.
Therefore, Han Sen, a semi-Xuanmen disciple, is not as accurate as an ordinary fortune teller on the street.
But when Han Sen looked at Ji Yanran's face today, it was completely different from before. Traces that were completely invisible before were now revealed in Han Sen's eyes.
As the saying goes, insiders see the rules, while laymen see the excitement. Only now did Han Sen really see some of the rules.
"Okay, tell me, what do you see in my face?" Ji Yanran pushed Han Sen's hand away, put her face in front of Han Sen, and said with interest.
"Xiaohua went to the Alliance four days ago, right?" Han Sen said with a smile.
"You can tell this from my face?" Ji Yanran looked at Han Sen in surprise and asked.
Han Sen stretched out a finger and wiped it on Ji Yanran's lips. Suddenly, a faint color appeared on Han Sen's finger.
"This is the brand of lipstick you usually use. This brand is only sold by the alliance, and this is the latest model. It was just launched four days ago. I think the boss will send the new model to our home as soon as possible, but it can I brought the lipstick here from the Alliance, but now there are only little flowers here." Han Sen said with a smile.
"Then how are you sure that Xiaohua returned to the alliance four days ago? Couldn't it be yesterday or the day before yesterday?" Ji Yanran thought for a while and asked.
"No." Han Sen shook his head with certainty and said: "Although you pay attention to appearance, you don't like makeup very much. You usually use some moisturizing cosmetics to make yourself look better. This kind of lipstick It is your most commonly used makeup product, no one else. Every time there is a new product, you are the first to take it back and use it.”
Ji Yanran looked at Han Sen who kept smiling but didn't say a word. Han Sen felt a little scared: "Why are you looking at me like that? What I said must be right, right?"
"I didn't see it. You know exactly what lipstick I usually wear. How come I didn't know you care about me so much?" Ji Yanran rolled her eyes at Han Sen and said.
"What are you talking about? You are my wife. How could I not care about you? I just don't say it." Han Sen said, holding Ji Yanran's waist.
Ji Yanran pinched his waist hard: "You are such a bastard, tell me, have you really learned the art of physiognomy? What else have you seen?"
"I also see that my father-in-law has been having a hard time recently, and I'm afraid he was taken care of by his mother-in-law." Han Sen looked at Ji Yanran's face seriously and said.
Ji Yanran's eyes suddenly widened: "How did you figure this out?"
"It's not that difficult. The necklace around your neck, I remember, belongs to my mother-in-law..." Han Sen explained the cause and effect, and Ji Yanran was stunned.
Ji Yanran asked Han Sen some more questions, and Han Sen was able to answer them fluently. He was able to deduce a lot of things just from the clues about her body. He could almost see almost everything she did every day. , which greatly surprised Ji Yanran.
She herself also learned the art of observing the world, but after learning it for so long, she could only learn a little bit. It was much better than Han Sen before, but compared with Han Sen today, it was not as good as Too many.
"Have you really understood "The True Interpretation of Xuanmen Dao Zang"?" Ji Yanran looked at Han Sen doubtfully and asked.
"I don't dare to say that I understand everything, so I understand most of it," Han Sen said.
"You haven't been studying it secretly before, and now you have Cheng Jing, and now you show it off in front of me?" Ji Yanran really couldn't believe that Han Sen could learn to this extent just by reading it once.
"One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage. That's just for mortals. Your husband and I are extraordinary geniuses. We don't need ten years of hard work off stage. We only need one minute on stage." Han Sen said proudly. .
"Only ghosts believe you." Ji Yanran still didn't believe it. After thinking about it, she took out another metaphysics work and gave it to Han Sen: "You can read this Xiaoyanshan Collection. If you read it now, you can learn it. The content made me believe what kind of genius you are."
"Honey, it's not a good habit for you not to trust your husband," Han Sen said.
"I only believe in my own judgment. Men and whatever, if there is anything to believe in, they are all pig's hoofs and not trustworthy at all." Ji Yanran curled her lips and said.
Han Sen immediately raised his voice and said: "Yanran, what you said is wrong. How can I be the same as ordinary men?"
"That's right, you are even less trustworthy than ordinary men." Ji Yanran said seriously.
Han Sen opened his mouth, but couldn't think of a rebuttal for a while. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will read this Xiaoyanshan Collection, but if I learn it after reading it once, you have to Promise me a condition."
"What conditions?" Ji Yanran asked, blinking.
Han Sen smirked, put his mouth to Ji Yanran's ear, and whispered something. Ji Yanran's cheeks suddenly turned red, and her fingers pinched Han Sen's waist hard: "Go to hell."
"What? Are you scared? Don't dare to gamble anymore? You don't have confidence in yourself anymore, but you still know that your husband and I are a genius, so you are scared?" Han Sen curled his lips and asked.
"Whoever is afraid, just bet. I don't believe it. You can learn Xiao Yan Shan Ji by reading it once." Ji Yanran bit her lip and said.
