On the dusk streets.

Sizzle.

The middle-aged man slowly woke up, gasped, touched the back of his head twice, touched the swollen area on his arm, and finally looked up at Han Dong with an apologetic face.

"I've been waiting ten minutes, and you're sober. Han Dong chuckled: "I'm really sorry, I was too impulsive just now." ”

"Huh. ”

The middle-aged man sneered twice, still sitting on the ground.

If the apology is meaningful, what else do you need to do with the law? What do you need to use force? Being beaten so violently and in such a confused way, his heart was filled with grief, indignation, and unwillingness.

This is definitely not over.

Moreover.

Prove that you are human? How the hell can you prove this thing, you can prove it to me twice!

"I'm sorry, if scolding me can make you feel more comfortable, you can scold as you like. Han Dongyi said: "Correcting mistakes when I know them is the moral standard I have always upheld, and my teacher has often taught me this. ”

Master?

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed twice, and he sneered secretly.

You relied on your own master to warn me? Hmph, I also have a master, and I am a martial artist who founded a martial arts hall in Suhe City.

"Oh. ”

The middle-aged man propped up the ground, shook his head twice, and sneered: "Since you have said it, I am not welcome, you can eat me twice, and this matter will be revealed." ”

Two punches?

Han Dong blinked.

This is absolutely not good, and it is completely inconsistent with the concept that the master taught him.

Even if you do something wrong, you can't be beaten, and at most you will be generous and merciful and let the other party go.

Besides, if this matter is known to the master, he may not know how to whip himself. Rather than being brutally tortured, it is better to be sorry for the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Ahem. Han Dong coughed and sighed: "Uncle, my teacher Ning Moli often teaches me that it is a virtue to change when I know my mistakes, but I can't-"

"Wait, wait!"

The middle-aged man interrupted Han Dong's emotion, and his face changed instantly.

Whew.

The sweltering night breeze blew, blowing cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

Goo-dong.

The middle-aged man swallowed his jerky saliva, his legs couldn't stop trembling, and he hesitated: "You, you are a disciple of Mr. Ning?"

Han Dong said with a normal expression: "Of course, my master is relatively gentle and has taught me a lot of truths. Do you also know Master Ning Moli?"

"Heh, hehe, I've had the pleasure of seeing it twice. The middle-aged man had a smile on his face, and he was righteous and awe-inspiring: "Actually, this is just a misunderstanding, there is no need to apologize." ”

Hehe.

Mr. Ning teaches you virtues?

The middle-aged man changed the subject: "You have just confirmed that I am not those things, just clear up the misunderstanding." I hid in a tree to investigate the disappearances in the neighborhood and see if there were any traces of demons and monsters. ”

"Well, just WeChat video with Shizun. The Master has already said that you are indeed human. Han Dong continued to speak: "Can you tell me about the disappearances nearby?"

Goo-dong.

The middle-aged man glared at Han Dong with a frightened expression.

An awkward atmosphere of silence shrouded the street, the street lights were still flickering, and the night breeze was still blowing, but the middle-aged man felt like falling into an ice cave, his heart palpitated, and he was extremely afraid.

His face was yellow, pale and pale.

Han Dong said strangely: "What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man asked in a trembling voice, "You, you...... Mr. Ning saw me just now?"

Han Dong showed a natural expression: "Of course, otherwise how can you determine if you are those things." I'm just a little bit of a learner, and I can't tell the difference. Well, the master also told me that you are the Lianbu of the Minghao Martial Arts Pavilion. ”

Smack.

Smack.

The middle-aged man stepped back step by step, and then turned around and ran, running like the wind, and shouting that there would be a period in the future.

"As for it?"

Han Dong was speechless, looked around thoughtfully, and then walked home.

......

Inside the living room.

The pale yellow pendant light softly illuminates the living room.

Han Dong leaned back on the sofa, his face was faintly groaning, and he was holding a rectangular pillow in his hand, as if he was undecided.

"It's okay to go out and look for gray air. But the mission of Na Lianbu's mouth was obviously surrounded by traces of those things. In case those things wander nearby, the danger factor in the home is too high. ”

"No, I can't. ”

"If that's the case, don't consider going to other cities to find the gray airflow for the time being, even if you can't go to Jiangnan Academy. ”

Thinking like this, Han Dong couldn't help but sigh.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized...... The crisis of demons and monsters has always surrounded the surrounding area, and there is no moment of absolute safety at all.

If you can't touch it, it's normal.

But once it happens, it's 100% death.

Click.

Han Dong involuntarily picked up half a bottle of Nescafe on the sofa table and took a sip, his face cloudy.

"I couldn't contact it before, it has nothing to do with my strength, it's just luck. But if you're unlucky, you might have to run into it tomorrow. ”

It doesn't matter to you.

Shizun also mentioned that if you encounter those things, it should be no problem to barely escape by relying on the technique of storming rain.

But what should parents and sister Han Qian do?

He was thinking about it, and with a clattering voice, Han Qian pounced: "Brother, why did you come back so late, my mother told you to remember to lock the iron door." ”

"It's the security door. ”

Han Dong corrected.

Han Qian chirped twice, her black and white eyes turned around, her two little hands grabbed her brother's arm, crawled into her brother's arms, and lay on her back in Han Dong's arms.

In an instant, the sorrow in Han Dong's heart disappeared, and he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Xiaoqian, why haven't you slept yet." ”

Syllable.

Xiao Qian looked up at her little face, patted Han Dong's chest, and said arrogantly: "Xiao Qian found a bottle of brown drink, and my mother said that children can't drink it, otherwise they won't be able to sleep at night." ”

Han Dong said speechlessly: "Don't explain, how much did you drink." ”

"A little bit!" Xiao Qian's two white and tender hands kept gesturing, and said weakly: "Mom said that the brown drink is called Qichao...... But Xiaoqian really only drank a little bit, bitter, not delicious. ”

"Oh. ”

Han Dong was stunned.

There is only about half of the Nescafe coffee on the table, which is also called a little bit?

"Alas, it's Nestle. ”

"Well, I know my brother, it's Qichao. ”

"It's Nestle. ”

"Seven nests. ”

......

Half an hour later.

Han Dong stood on the floor of the bedroom, his muscles tensed, his qi and blood flowed slowly, his palms rested on his chest and turned into a handprint of the full version of the anode pile.

Whew.

Whew.

However, these wheezing sounds were not made by Han Dong, but from Xiao Qian, who was also standing on the soft bed, trying to pose in the same pose.

Poof.

Akane fell on the big bed.

Poof.

Xiaoqian bent her left foot and fell on the bed again.

"Woo, woo woo...... Xiao Qian wiped her non-existent tears, sat on the bed aggrieved, and glared at her brother: "Brother, play with Xiao Qian." ”

“......”

Han Dong kept his mouth shut, still practicing the full version of the anode pile.

"Brother, brother!"

Xiao Qian hurriedly circled around the bed, trying to imitate Han Dong's movements, but she failed, her little face gradually wrinkled, and she finally gave up after more than ten minutes.

Whoa.

Xiao Qian, who was angry, simply lay on the bed, holding her chin with her little hands, and glared at her brother Han Dong angrily.

Click.

Click.

In the silence of the bedroom, only the sound of the hands of the clock turning.

Faintly, there was also the sound of the flow of qi and blood in Han Dong's body, as well as the slight sound of the muscles and bones.

Gradually, Xiaoqian also became sleepy.

"Brother. ”

Her big watery eyes seemed to want to open them, but she couldn't hold back the sleepiness, her little eyes were quite confused, and she muttered two or three words, so she fell asleep with her chin on her chin in this way.

Whew.

Xiaoqian's delicate eyelashes trembled and trembled, and she slept very sweetly.

A faint warmth permeated the bedroom, as if a gurgling stream called contentment flowed into the heart of Han Dong, who was practicing the full version of the anode pile.

Click.

Click.

Along with the clock hands, pointing to one o'clock in the morning, Han Dong also finished the practice of the anode pile.

As a martial arts practitioner of the upper three grades, even if he only sleeps three or four hours a day, it is completely sufficient...... Because of the natural flow of qi and blood in daily life, it not only eliminates fatigue and fatigue, but also reasonably regulates the body.

"Akane. ”

Han Dong gently picked up his sister, rested on the right side of the big bed, and contributed his own thin quilt, except for the head, to cover Xiaoqian tightly.

"Brother, brother?"

Xiao Qian opened her big eyes in a daze.

"Sleep, sleep. Han Dong lightly turned off the bedroom light, lay on the other side of the big bed, and quietly looked at his sister Xiaoqian, with a smile on his face.

The moonlight poured in from the window.

The whole bedroom was quiet, only the lovely breathing sound of Xiaoqian remained, and sometimes she pursed her mouth twice, as if she was tasting delicious food in a dream.

"Sleep. ”

Han Dong sighed lightly and closed his eyes.

Feel relieved.

In this life, with your brother by your side, no one can hurt you...... It doesn't matter if it's a human being, or those demons and monsters, no one can do it.