Time is like flowing water, and it passes by like water.

In the blink of an eye, in late September, military training was in full swing, and Han Dong was also practicing martial arts wholeheartedly.

This is especially difficult.

Because the current freshman martial arts students do not have to participate in military training, and it is not yet the day to start classes, some martial arts students are basically participating in dinner parties one by one.

For example, student union departments, school clubs, etc.

Normally, you can't start interviewing until the end of military training, but martial arts students naturally have completely different treatment.

These martial arts students who were admitted to the school felt free and comfortable, and they were treated with scenery, and they didn't know where they flew. Even with Yan Cangtu's harsh reprimand, it is difficult to practice martial arts as hard as he did in his third year of high school.

Practicing martial arts is really hard.

It is not difficult to persist for several years, but the difficult thing is how to calm down and how to continue to persevere in the face of a comfortable university life.

......

A secluded wood.

Whew.

Whew.

Han Dong, who was wearing black short sleeves, bent his legs and landed heavily below.

It is clearly visible that the soles of the feet have long since sunk into the soil, the branches and blades of grass are buried on the surface of the feet, and the whole body is in line with the posture of painting mountain piles, and the mind visualizes a mountain, and the palms rest on the chest to form an unpredictable handprint - draw a mountain!

If you can draw a mountain, it is the first mountain realm.

"Draw a stake!"

Those eyes, as resolute as a huge mountain, exude a calm and heavy majestic momentum.

Rushing.

With the rapid flow of qi and blood in Han Dong's body, it gradually condensed, as if the flowing water of the essence of Hua merged with the power in his body, and at this time there was already about eighty percent of the degree of fusion.

Ninety percent is not far away.

Maybe it won't be November, and he will be promoted to martial arts.

In a flash.

The majestic situation in Han Dong's eyes converged slightly.

When the stump of the painting is loosened, it is like the dissipation of a magnificent mountain, instantly restrained, no longer revealing its majesty, giving people a feeling of ordinary simplicity.

Although it is not enough to wash away the lead, it is also a lot more stable.

"It's a pity. ”

"It's still a long way from the first mountain realm. Han Dong pursed his lips, but he didn't feel discouraged at all...... Because it is as strong as Shizun, Ning Moli is only the second mountain realm.

Thinking so.

He pulled out the soles of his feet that were deep in the dirt and shook them twice, controlling the vibrating force and throwing away the dirt that was sticking to his feet.

This action seems simple but extremely difficult.

If you lift it lightly, it will disperse the fine soil, and it will test the precision of the control of strength.

Phew.

The kicks were like explosions, and the dirt was splashing.

He was kicking leisurely, kicking comfortably, and then he heard an irrepressible laughter, which was clear in his ears, and when he looked up, he saw that it was the military training team passing by in unison...... And it's also a girls' team!

"Hahaha!"

One of the girls smiled and leaned back, and her military cap fell to the ground.

"Hee-hee. ”

A delicate girl in the team, her pretty face was flushed, and she quietly glanced at Han Dong, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but outline a shallow smile, it was Zhang Hao.

They didn't get it.

A good-looking boy, how can he kick barefoot, I'm afraid don't be crazy, it's a pity.

Phew.

It wasn't until the girls' team walked over that Han Dong, who was dark-faced, walked out of the woods, put on the plastic slippers resting on the side of the road, and couldn't help but exhale.

"O glorious image of me!"

"Ruined!"

"It's all ruined—" he sighed with regret, but there were three or four gray birds hovering in the sky, chirping on the branches.

Twitter.

There was a bird with round eyes and a crooked head, looking at Han Dong with open arms, as if looking at a rare animal.

"Ahem. ”

Han Dong pursed his lips and walked back to the dormitory in his slippers.

What is the image?

In the way of thinking of my sister Xiaoqian...... Image, can you eat it?

Boom.

Han Dong returned to the dormitory and closed the bedroom door.

The table in the small hall rests a laptop, the screen is neat, the mouse moves, and constantly clicks on the web page to query the address of the ancient buildings in Jiangnan City.

Museum-like places are not considered for the time being.

After all, with Han Dong's current force, he is not enough to run rampant in Jiangnan City, and he does not have a high-ranking acquaintance...... Therefore, museums, memorial halls, etc., should look for opportunities in the future to harvest the gray air flow inside.

Da-da-da.

Han Dong closed the current webpage and opened a new page, on which three bright and large characters were displayed: Fu Zhimiao.

"What kind of temple is this? ”

"Well...... It looks good, and it must contain some gray airflow, after all, it has a long history and is very famous. ”

Han Dong had a deep groan in his eyes, and he secretly bowed his head.

After all, this is a heaven-level city, and it is estimated that the number of gray and white airflows far exceeds that of the Suhe River, which is only a prefecture-level city.

Meanwhile...... Crunchy.

The old fan directly above the small hall turned a little bit, making a grinding sound.

There is an air conditioner in the bedroom that was just installed last year, and the fan is turned on, not because of the heat, but to feel the changes in the airflow, so as to provide a better understanding of the practice of flying three thousand techniques.

After all.

If you can't make an artificial waterfall, you can make do with a hanging ceiling fan.

Buzzing.

The mobile phone, which was resting next to the computer, suddenly vibrate.

This is a QQ message from Zhang Hao: "You practiced martial arts in the grove in the morning, practicing kicking and flying feet...... The rest of our team was dying of laughter. ”

followed by an expression of a cat eating melons.

Han Dong frowned, and replied with a solemn face: "As of now, how many have died of laughter? ”

“...”

Zhang Hao replied with half an ellipsis.

She was having lunch in the cafeteria, and when she saw this sentence at first glance, she covered her lips and was so happy.

"Alas, you are all young girls in the prime of your youth, what is not a good way to die, but you choose to die laughing, I sincerely feel sorry. Han Dong continued to reply.

More than a dozen seconds passed.

Zhang Hao couldn't hold back a smile and sent a cute corgi: "Then you slowly regret it, anyway, your image is spread all over our team, I heard that there are still people who want to ask you for contact information." ”

Not.

Something is wrong.

As a world-class person with a keen mind and a discerning mind, Han Dong always felt that this sentence seemed to convey other information vaguely, so his eyes were like eagle eyes, sharp and bright, and he watched carefully.

Once, twice, three times.

Thinking is running at high speed, and brain power is starting quickly.

"I see!"

Han Dong slapped his palm on the table, suddenly realized, and immediately replied: It's okay, don't worry about my image, I have a big heart and never care about other people's impressions of me.

The other side.

Zhang Hao blinked his eyes twice, and a beautiful idiom appeared in his head, but it was immediately annihilated in the sense of speechlessness, and what he wanted to test was not a good image.

Crucially, it is.

She found that the topic has always been deviated by Han Dong recently, and she can't bear it!

At this time, Xu Jiawei, who was sitting opposite, urged: "Zhang Hao, hurry up and eat, the counselor will have to check the dormitory later." ”

"Oh, uh-huh. ”

Zhang Hao nodded and put down his phone with a click.

......

At the same time, the iron door of Han Dong's dormitory also knocked gently.

Click.

Lin Zekai walked into the small hall and said with a smile: "Han Dong, I didn't bother you." ”

"Well, what's wrong?"

Han Dong looked away from his phone and looked at Lin Zekai.

Although the character is more decisive, it is by no means arrogant and high. Even Ning Moli said that being independent of the masses is the wrong line.

"Ahem. ”

Lin Zekai coughed, glanced at the computer screen, and said with a dry smile: "Brother Han Dong, there are often girls who ask me for contact information recently, but I still think my girlfriend is quite good." ”

Oh.

Han Dong nodded.

It is estimated that it refers to the roommate of senior sister Jiang Ling.

"Aren't you interested in Senpai. Han Dong suddenly became interested.

"That senior sister is very good, but I already have a girlfriend. Lin Zekai has an extraordinary appearance but a sense of helplessness, and his burly figure sets off the handsomeness of his face lines.

kindness

This is a good person card for the senior sister.

Han Dong leaned back in the chair and looked at Lin Zekai, I have to say that among the martial arts students, Lin Zekai's appearance highlights his resolute temperament and his strong figure...... But he still couldn't see where he was handsome.

maybe

This is the view from the sun.

No matter how bright the moon is, it can't compare to the blazing sun after all, Han Dong's eyes were leisurely, and he sighed secretly.

Then.

Lin Zekai took a step forward and said, "I'm a native of Jiangnan City, if you plan to visit Fu Zhi Temple, I can help introduce you." ”

Han Dong's eyes lit up: "You are very familiar?"

"Of course it's familiar.

Lin Zekai was busy responding, he and his girlfriend almost visited the food places in Jiangnan City, and Fu Zhimiao had been to it three or four times.

But.

When he saw Han Dong's blazing gaze, a little remorse filled his heart, because this gaze was too hot...... It terrified him.

Syllable!

Han Dong slapped his right palm on Lin Zekai's shoulder: "Let's go!"

——

Around four o'clock in the afternoon.

In the Fu Zhi Temple, there is a sea of people as far as the eye can see. Bustling people, lively and noisy, some leaning on the building, taking commemorative photos, and some walking back and forth, enjoying the bustling scenery.

Han Dong carried his schoolbag and wandered around casually.

In front of her were a pair of young girls in white stockings, with a light blue skirt and a blue and white sailor suit, holding hands and eating lollipops.

As for Lin Zekai, Han Dong didn't let him follow him.

"Hmm. ”

His gaze wandered over the buildings on either side, frowning slightly.

Contrary to what was previously thought, this place is so commercialized that even the inner temple, which requires a ticket to enter, can only find seven or eight traces of gray air.

In other places, seven or eight silk is not bad.

But this is the famous Fu Zhi Temple, and it really shouldn't be so few.

"It's all shops. ”

"Even the bell standing on the side of the road is probably an imitation, and it does not contain gray air currents at all. He shook his head again and again, secretly thinking about his future plans.

Maybe.

His goals should have changed.

Instead of such an aimless search, it is better to get acquainted with some advanced martial arts practitioners, and use the love of antique relics as an excuse to accumulate experience, so as to harvest the gray airflow.

Whew.

Occasionally, there was a cool breeze that blew the cuffs and made them tremble.

At this time, Han Dong was wearing the short sleeves that he usually stood on.

Although the cuffs are all torn, I don't want to change them when I get used to wearing them, and even if I change to brand new short sleeves, it makes no sense, and when I practice drawing stakes, I can easily tear them.

Follow.

He continued to touch east and west, and gradually entered a laneway, on both sides of which were quaint buildings about two meters high, and the heavy wooden doors were all closed.

"Huh?"

"Several door knockers have been found before, all of which have gray and white air currents. Han Dong reached out and touched two or three door knockers, and sure enough, he harvested two traces of gray air.

It's less, but it's better than nothing.

Five Silk ...... Seven Silk ...... Twelve Silk ...... This roadway was about to come to an end, and it also provided Han Dong with a full sixteen traces of gray airflow.

"Not bad. ”

"Good touch, touch it again at the end!"

Han Dong's eyes flickered, and he stretched out his right hand and touched the last wooden door.

Suddenly, the wooden door opened from the inside, leaving Han Dong's palm empty, and he stopped in the air with a little embarrassment.

"Hello. ”

Han Dong's face was very exciting.

Inside the door was a couple dressed in casual clothes, the man's face was calm, the woman's face was graceful, and her eyes looked at him in surprise, obviously a little stunned.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man came back to his senses first, glanced at Han Dong's cracked cuffs, and knew it in his heart, so he couldn't help but smile slightly and took out his wallet.

"Young man. ”

"Haven't you eaten today? Come, here you go, let's go have a bite to eat first. He took out two twenty Chinese coins and handed them to Han Dong.