That night, in the bedroom.

Xiao Qian sat on the edge of the bed, a pair of small short legs swaying, and her little eyes peeked at her brother Han Dong, who was practicing martial arts.

Whew.

She tried to mimic Han Dong's heavy breathing.

But Xiao Qian's face was red, her big eyes were watery, and she couldn't imitate her brother who was like a breathing airstream.

Up to now, Han Dong is already a product, and he is more comparable to a martial artist.

The breath when he stood on the pile alone seemed to turn into an obvious air current, and after standing on the anode pile for about four hours, Han Dong was also a little tired, and his breathing was naturally heavier.

Whew.

Han Dong exhaled and let go of the anode pile.

Painting the mountain pile is too heavy, he has also tried, but he can't practice, without the internal force of the fog as the foundation, no matter how standard the posture is, it is meaningless.

"Brother. ”

"Wipe your sweat. ”

Xiao Qian hurriedly took out two pieces of paper, stretched out her white and tender little hand, and handed them to Han Dong.

Han Dong took it, wiped the sweat on his forehead twice, and was about to take a bath, but was timidly dragged by Xiao Qian.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Did Xiaoqian do something wrong today, my mother seems to be in a bad mood. Han Qian pursed her cute little lips and said.

"Can you see this?" Han Dong was surprised.

is worthy of being his sister.

When I was about four years old, I didn't have such a high IQ and EQ. No wonder they all say that girls are precocious.

"Uh-huh. ”

Xiao Qian nodded her head, put her fingers on her lips, and looked weak: "Mom is not happy, Xiao Qian wants to make Mom happy." ”

"Haha. "Han Dong is happy.

It seems that Xiaoqian's vocabulary still needs to be expanded.

Mother Chen Shu should just be worried, not unhappy...... He couldn't help but pick up the confused Xiaoqian and rubbed his delicate porcelain-like little face twice.

Huh?

How did my brother laugh.

Han Qian's eyes widened in confusion, a little overwhelmed.

Han Dong smiled warmly: "I'll talk to my mother later...... By the way, my mother is making kelp pork rib soup, and I will drink it with my brother later. ”

"No, don't grab good food with my brother. Xiao Qian said in a milky voice.

"It's okay, my brother can't drink so much, and I have to ask Xiaoqian for help. Han Dong was so happy that he touched Han Qian's little head.

The face was like porcelain, red and hesitant.

After a while.

Xiao Qian was a little sad, and said aggrievedly: "But, but my brother will starve to death." ”

“？”

Han Dong was dumbfounded.

In a flash, he thought of the joke he had made to Xiaoqian, so as not to disturb his sister to drink soup...... I remember it so deeply, somehow, Han Dong's heart was warm.

"That's my gaffe. ”

Han Dong looked at Han Qian solemnly: "Brother promises not to make jokes like that in the future, delicious food needs to be shared, with Xiaoqian here, delicious food is really delicious." ”

Delicious food that makes you want to linger.

But it also depends on who you enjoy it with, what you eat, it doesn't matter, who you eat with is the most important.

Naw.

Xiao Qian's eyes lit up, blinked twice, and was a little excited: "Mm-hmm." ”

——

Early the next morning.

Han Dong took a bus early and set off for Muquan Township.

He sat in the car, looked out the window at the bright sun, sighed leisurely, and a trace of inexplicable pity crossed his eyes.

Fortunately, I didn't let Shizun come forward in person yesterday.

If Ning Mo leaves, it is equivalent to a tiger coming out of the cage, how can there be any hope of survival, it is estimated that the whole family will have to die, and there will be no upper and lower left.

Come to think of it.

He sighed faintly again, and he didn't know whether there was such a master or not.

Next to the seat, a middle-aged man sits.

Due to his slightly obese body, he took a few breaths and looked at Han Dong: "Young man, at such a young age, how can you sigh for no reason." Look at the opening point, how good this sunshine is. ”

"Yes, thank you. Han Dong smiled.

The obese man nodded his head, and in the posture of a passer-by, he said happily: "You young people, always thinking about love and love all day long, in fact, it is normal to divide and combine, you look and figure quite good, be confident." ”

"I'm still single. Han Dong was embarrassed.

Dare to love this middle-aged uncle, thinking that he has encountered an emotional setback.

Whew.

The man took a breath, but said, "I understand, I understand." You have a good youth at this age, should you still work hard, and when you come up with a career, do you still have to worry about emotional problems?"

"No, no. ”

"Think about it yourself, you don't have a house or a car, who wants to hand over your own girl to you. ”

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Han Dong's face became even more strange.

Oh, yes.

There is indeed no room.

The middle-aged uncle was even more energetic, glanced left and right, saw that there were not many passengers, and simply continued to talk: "I have a daughter who is about the same age as you, so I want to remind you that it is absolutely impossible to have no house or car." ”

Han Dong said softly: "I have money. ”

The middle-aged uncle was stunned for a moment, and said speechlessly: "Young man, you still don't know what real money is." I made my first pot of gold back then, and I thought I was rich, but that was just an illusion. ”

Han Dong said in a low voice: "But I'm really rich. ”

“？？？”

The middle-aged uncle pursed his lips, wanted to speak and stopped, stopped talking and wanted, tossed and turned three times, and finally sighed secretly and didn't speak.

Youngster.

You don't understand what it means to be rich.

For example, I, who is thirty-eight years old but has millions in savings, is the real rich man.

But he thought about it, and considering the fragile self-esteem of young people, he finally hid the definition of what it means to be rich deep in his heart.

......

Buzzing.

Passenger cars gallop on the highway.

The passengers who present all kinds of situations in the world are either drowsy, or chatting and joking, or they are stunned...... Han Dong happens to fall into the latter category.

Outside the window, the woods and fields, flying backwards.

He was thinking,

If you run at full strength, you should be faster than this bus.

"The degree of integration of a product is about 10%. ”

"Fifty percent of the degree of integration belongs to the threshold. When it reaches a tenth-percent degree of integration, it is the realm of martial arts. It is estimated that in two or three months, it should be able to successfully qualify. ”

Han Dong had a lot of thoughts, leisurely.

In the blink of an eye, the journey of about two hours finally came to an end.

Airplanes.

The bus stopped next to a street in Muquan Township, surrounded by taxis and some vendors calling back and forth.

The fat man took two breaths, glanced at Han Dong, who was greeting him outside the window, and hurriedly got out of the car with a heavy briefcase.

"Taxi. ”

He caught up with a taxi driver.

But the taxis here are basically full of passengers before they can leave. He was so good at talking that he doubled the price before he reluctantly said that he could move a taxi driver.

Let's go!

The fat man pulled open the car door and sat inside.

At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Han Dong, who was sitting next to him before, and looked over casually, and saw a woman wearing a dark black trench coat with an extraordinary temperament, leaning on a red convertible sports car, talking and laughing with Han Dong.

"What!?"

The fat man's eyes widened and he almost popped out.

Although he didn't know the car, and he hadn't seen it, he knew at a glance that it must be very expensive.

Buzz.

The taxi turns left and leaves the area.

And the fat man's gaze looking out of the window was fixed on Han Dong, who looked as usual, and his inner emotions were extremely complicated.

I have money.

I'm really rich.

These two sentences, like an endless Sanskrit sound, made the obese man rub his teeth and lean on the back seat of the car, not knowing what to say.

......

The red sports car is speeding in the township of Muquan.

The car stopped at the intersection and waited quietly for the red light.

Han Dong sat in the co-pilot, felt the gaze from all directions, and couldn't help but shake his head.

He didn't expect that.

Tan Li actually drove such a stylish car.

"What, you're not used to the limelight?" she wore a pair of sunglasses and said with a faint smile: "I and other martial arts practitioners, life and death are all in the morning and night, and I don't know if we can see the sun the next day." Take advantage of the good years, and you should enjoy it to the fullest. ”

Han Dong bowed his head: "That's what I said." ”

Tan Li glanced at the red light with twenty seconds left, and said softly: "In case of an accident, this kind of car is suitable for escaping, with the strength of our martial artists, it is enough to easily avoid a fatal impact." ”

Han Dong was stunned and smiled: "Makes sense." ”

As a matter of fact.

Even if he collides head-on with a car, the warrior's life is not in danger, unless it is a more extreme traffic accident...... For example, a heavy truck rolls over, a fuel tanker explodes, falls off a cliff, and so on.

After thinking about it, he was curious: "Then how much is this car." ”

Airplanes.

Tan Li started the vehicle and stared ahead: "It's not expensive, more than one million Chinese dollars." This car accelerates very fast, and I am most annoyed by the cars that accelerate slowly, not as fast as they can run on their own. ”

"That's right. "Han Dong is happy.

Tan Li glanced at Han Dong, didn't speak again, and concentrated on driving.

This cleaning mission is more dangerous, and the guardians of Muquan Township have all been killed in battle, so it can be seen that the number of those ghosts is at least more than five.

For the sake of life, all forces must be united.

Even if Han Dong is only a first product, he can kill ghosts in the second grade. Now that it has reached a product, it must be a big increase in force, and it can barely be regarded as a help.

After a while.

The car was parked in front of a hotel.

Han Dong and Tan Li walked to the hotel and joined up with another warrior.

......

In one suite.

Cluck.

A burly man in a white vest, playing with two round stones, looked at Han Dong with interest, and smiled slightly: "Tan Li mentioned you, a genius who can kill ghosts in the second grade." ”

"No, it's just a fluke. Han Dong said politely.

The burly man shook his head, got up and handed Han Dong a bottle of mineral water: "To be honest, you are different from what I imagined. I've seen two or three of them with a pinnacle of limits, all of whom are over-the-top and too lazy to chat with people. ”

Han Dong took the mineral water, but didn't drink it.

The burly man didn't care, and shook hands with Han Dong: "Han Dong, my name is Cheng Qian." ”

Tan Li's eyes flashed with a hint of praise, and she simply walked to the window, closed the curtains, and secretly sighed that when she first met Han Dong, she was still a young man who didn't understand anything.

Inexperience and low vigilance.

In just half a month, Han Dong has made a big difference.

"Alright. ”

She dispelled distracting thoughts and clapped her palms: "You should have all seen the video of the death of the guardian of Muquan Township, let's gather others as soon as possible to discuss how to act." ”

Cluck.

Cheng Qian turned around the cobblestone and didn't say anything.

In this mission, in addition to the three of them, there are also four or five first-grade martial arts practitioners, all of whom are staying in this hotel.

But.

What can an ordinary product be used for?

If they are possessed by ghosts, it may be life-threatening to them, and he believes that they do not need to be dragged down.

Of course, Han Dong does not belong to the ranks of burdens.

The limit of one grade is comparable to that of a low-grade martial artist.

Tan Li couldn't help frowning, and glanced at Cheng Qian: "Four or five people can also drag one or two ghosts." ”

"But if you are possessed, it can only increase the danger. Cheng Qian turned the cobblestone and made a gurgling sound, disagreeing with Tan Li's plan in his heart.

Han Dong sat on the sofa and watched quietly.

The last support mission was the first time he participated in the search and killing of demons and monsters. In this clean-up mission, although the force has increased greatly, the experience is too shallow to participate in the debate.

After all.

He was just getting started in the world of martial arts.

There is still some distance from the core. Because only a martial artist who has fulfilled his obligations can be regarded as a true member of the martial arts world.

The other side.

Tan Li frowned coldly, Cheng Qian shook his head and said nothing, his opinions were different, and the differences were great.

After a while.

Cheng Qian put down the round stone in his hand and said, "That guardian is a middle-level martial artist, who struggled in the water for more than half a minute, and then died. Then there are two situations, either the goblins are unusually powerful, or the number of goblins is large. ”

"If it's the former, Yipin is just a life. ”

"If it's the latter, we can easily flee if we wait for the enemy, and then make a plan. It's only a day's delay at most, so don't be too anxious. ”

Speaking of this, Tan Li was a little shaken.

Although the longer it drags on, the more people die, and the stronger the goblin, it shouldn't be a problem to just delay for a day.

A moment later.

Tan Li squinted her eyes, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, according to your plan." Tonight, the three of us teamed up to find and kill the ghosts in that river. If it doesn't work, find a way. ”8)