In the living room, in front of the security door.

An old voice with a smile sounded outside the door: "Good apprentice, open the door quickly, the master will come to see you." ”

？？？

Han Dong's eyes widened, and he took two steps back in fright.

"Master, how did he find here? What did he want to do? No, I can't let him in! Such a psychopath, if he goes crazy, how can I stop it. ”

But.

What could he do? He was desperate!

In the face of such a master, if you don't open the door, who knows what will happen next, such a thin iron door is estimated to be weak and dilapidated for the master.

Han Dong swallowed his saliva, took two steps forward, and opened the security door.

"Master. ”

Han Dong stood at the door, his voice low and slightly respectful, but his feet stood in front of the anti-theft door like cement pillars, and his eyes stared at Ning Moli with a smile on his face.

He and Ning Moli are not masters and apprentices in the real sense. Ning Moli's obsession purely for his own body is probably similar to taking what each other needs.

There is resentment, but there is also gratitude.

The anode pile, the full version of the anode pile, and the help in properly handling the Wu Jie incident, coupled with the guidance of martial arts, gave him the opportunity to get in touch with the world of martial arts, pointing out a reasonable and clear path...... These are hard to deny.

But no matter what, no one wants to destroy the beauty he cherishes.

No one can.

Ning Moli glanced at Han Dong and said with a light smile: "Don't worry, don't worry." ”

Kindness?

Han Dong was stunned when he heard this...... Because he finally found that the master in front of him was not wearing an old black leather coat, but a formal suit.

The straight and delicate formal wear looks very elegant and a little solemn.

"Son, who's coming?" Han Wenzhi walked to the door, slightly stunned, looked at the smiling white-haired old man, and said, "Who are you?"

"I am Han Dong's martial arts master. ”

Ning Moli smiled faintly, gently pushed Han Dong away with his left arm, walked into the living room, shook hands with Han Wenzhi warmly, and said, "You are about Han Dong's father, hello when we meet for the first time." ”

......

Half an hour later.

Han Dong sat numbly in his chair.

And his master Ning Moli was smiling, holding Han Qian in his arms, chatting casually with Han Dong's parents, like a kind old man.

"Grandpa Ning!"

"Don't ignore Xiaoqian!"

Xiao Qian tugged at Ning Moli's chin and beard, her little face full of unhappiness.

Ning Moli laughed, his eyes were full of softness and love, and he lightly lifted Han Qian: "Xiaoqian is so cute, how can Grandpa Ning ignore it." Come, come, lift Xiao Qian high. ”

Xiao Qian tilted her head, her face full of reluctance: "Not happy." ”

Ning Mo hurriedly spoke, "Why aren't you happy." ”

"Xiaoqian is just not happy. ”

"How can you make Xiaoqian happy. ”

This moment.

Cold sweat oozed from Han Dong's back, his muscles were all tense, and his back was completely soaked...... As soon as the master had any abnormal emotions, he immediately grabbed Han Qian and protected his family of four.

And.

My own sister! Our family of four is not enough to slap the master, so you can't restrain your own tsundere!

Xiao Qian wiped her little head, pounced on Han Dong, who was next to Ning Moli, shrunk into her brother's arms, and muttered pitifully: "It's hot Xiao Qian, I'm not happy, I want a big ice cube, you can lie down and turn in circles." ”

"Oh. ”

Ning Moli's wrinkled old face showed a smile.

......

About an hour later.

Ning Mo raised his eyebrows, nodded with Han Dong's parents, and got up to say goodbye: "As Han Dong's martial arts master, I am a home visit today. Disturbing the two, I hope you understand. ”

Han Wenzhi and Chen Shu glanced at each other, and they both felt that this old Mr. Ning was very polite.

Whether it is temperament and personality, or conversation and insight, he can be called a first-class scholar, not impatient, and steady as a mountain. Presumably, his son is extremely lucky to have such a teacher.

They were thinking.

There was another knock on the door—knock.

Han Dong hugged Xiaoqian, walked to the door, and opened the security door directly.

He didn't worry about thieves or anything like that outside the door, after all, there was a master here, even if a group of hungry wolves pounced in, it was nothing more than a matter of the master's activities.

Crunch.

The security door opens outward.

"Hello, is this Han Qian's house?"

There was a strong man in a formal suit standing at the door, with an extremely awkward smile on his meaty face, looking cautious.

"I'm Han Qian!"

Xiao Qian tilted her head and raised her white and tender little arms in confusion.

The smile of the strong man in the formal suit became more and more cautious, and he beckoned to the bottom of the stairs, and his loud voice implied a hint of crying: "You guys should hurry up, we must send express delivery, we must have a sense of time and industry ethics, and we can't let customers wait too long." ”

He had a sentence that he didn't say in his heart.

If it's a bad review, it's really going to kill people.

"Yes, Boss!"

Two bald men, muscular, were climbing the stairs.

They were struggling to carry a large crystal clear bed, which was still bubbling cold...... In addition, the large bed is surrounded by heavy steel rings, which seem to have a high-tech cooling function.

Han Dong was stunned.

Xiao Qian was also stunned.

"This is for a courier?" The corners of Han Dong's mouth twitched, and the corners of his eyes jumped twice: "Open, just kidding! This bed is ice inside, and the outside is covered with refrigeration steel rings, and it must be at least hundreds of catties by visual inspection, and ordinary people probably can't move it, right?"

......

in the living room.

The living room, which was supposed to be hot and stuffy, suddenly dropped in temperature, as if it was back in early spring.

Han Wenzhi and Chen Shu looked at Han Qian dumbfounded.

"Giggles. ”

Xiao Qian was lying on the ice bed in a circle, smiling heartlessly.

"This, this child's master?"

Han Wenzhi and Chen Shu looked at each other, a little surprised, the kind white-haired old man actually had so much energy.

......

Unit door downstairs.

Ning Moli put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "According to the regulations of the Martial Arts Sect, if the sect disciple is an only child, he must tell his parents about the danger of practicing martial arts face to face. ”

"Still. ”

"If you have a lovely sister, you don't have to follow this rule. Ning Moli sighed faintly: "The teacher understands your nervousness, but you can rest assured...... My apprentice is you, not your family. ”

Anyway.

He looked at Han Dong deeply, bowed his head imperceptibly, and then walked to a black car parked on the street with his hands behind his back.

"Hmm. ”

Ning Moli stopped and looked up, Han Wenzhi and Chen Shuzheng cast their eyes.

He smiled warmly with a wrinkled old face, nodded, and walked to the car...... You are very lucky to have a good son, and I hope he can carry forward the sect.

"You please. ”

The strong man in formal clothes wiped the cold sweat from his head, supported Ning Moli on the car door, and waited until Ning Moli sat in safely, then turned his head and smiled and nodded to Han Dong, and finally left.

Maybe Han Dong doesn't understand it yet, but he knows it very well.

In this Suhe City, Ning Moli is the lord of the city, high above, and no one dares to offend Ning Moli's majesty...... For those who had the courage to transgress were all dead.

Buzzing.

The vehicle starts and drives to the end of the street.

Han Dong stood downstairs and watched the black vehicle leave.

"My master seems to be pretty good. In addition to being fierce to his own apprentices, he is extremely gentle and kind to others. He sighed inwardly and squinted his eyes.

After a deep groan, Han Dong turned his head and climbed the stairs.

I wanted to take a nap at home, but I was delayed by my master, how could I have time to take a nap, it was time to set off, go to Jiangnan City, participate in the martial arts test of Jiangnan Academy, and get back the red admission certificate.

......

Suhe City Railway Station.

Passengers come and go, either hurrying into the train station, or standing outside chatting and smoking.

Han Dong was carrying a backpack.

Han Wenzhi walked on the side, sent his son Han Dong to the train station, and then left.

"The train station in Suhe City. ”

"My train still has half an hour to go, maybe I should find a place to practice the full version of the anode pile?" Han Dong had a strange idea in his head.

The anode pile has been quite effective, which can be called a high and profound pile work. The full version of the anode pile has far more effect than the previous anode pile, but the consumption has also increased significantly.

Han Dong practiced ordinary anode piles and could already hold on for four hours.

However, the full version of the anode pile can only last for an hour and a half, and if it exceeds the limit, the qi and blood will gradually become disordered, and it will be difficult to continue.

"That's fine. ”

He shook his head: "Find a place to sit, and don't be in a hurry to practice martial arts." The master also reminded me that the best way is to relax and relax. ”

Thinking so.

Han Dong came to the ticket gate of his train and looked around, but there was no vacancy at all. In particular, some passengers occupy three seats on their own...... Parcel boxes are also placed on the seats.

I don't know if it's occupying a seat for people, or just occupying a seat.

Han Dong didn't care, he stood quietly and waited, and after about fifteen minutes, the train finally began to check in the ticket.

"Tick, the verification passed. ”

Han Dong took the bullet train ticket, passed the ticket gate smoothly, went down the stairs, went straight to his carriage, and sat down with Shi Shiran.

In another hour, he will arrive in Jiangnan City.

This familiar and unfamiliar city, carrying the college years of his previous life, also pinned on his bright future, Han Dong's mood was a little complicated, and he looked out the window in a daze.

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

"Young man. An obese middle-aged uncle, panting and carrying a suitcase, but couldn't lift it, smiled bitterly at Han Dong and said, "Excuse me, please help." ”

He was standing in the aisle, unable to pass through the front and rear passengers.

Han Dong glanced at the metallic suitcase and nodded.

"Good. ”

Han Dong stood up, carrying the suitcase with one hand, and easily rested it in the luggage rack above the seat.

The middle-aged uncle was about to say that he would lift it up, but when he saw this scene, half of the words were stuck in his throat, and he looked at Han Dong in surprise, and sat on the seat on the other side of the aisle: "Such a strong force? ”

"Yes. ”

Han Dong smiled lightly and continued to look out the window.

Quietly, the bullet train finally set off, running in the direction of Jiangnan City, and the scenery outside the window also changed from high-rise buildings to bungalow land, constantly flying backwards.

Han Dong's eyes still fell on the window, and there was only one thought left - Jiangnan City, I'm here.