"This classmate, this classmate, wake up, it's time to hand in the papers" The invigilator shook the shoulder of a candidate: "You can sleep so hard in the exam, what did you do last night?" ”

Zhang Qiusheng opened his eyes dizzily, and he didn't understand the situation for a while. What's going on? Am I not dead? It's another shooting and a thunderbolt and it's not dead, it's either a god or a monster. But I'm thinking about the question of whether I'm dead or not, which means that I'm not dead, and dead people don't think about it.

Zhang Qiusheng is not Descartes, he can't find the philosophical proposition of "I think, therefore I am". So am I in Hades? Looking around, the windows were bright and the voices were boiling, and the candidates were handing in their papers. What a distant and familiar scene? It is the high school entrance examination room, the high school entrance examination room twenty-two years ago.

Isn't that a classmate nicknamed Yang Zhi? The round-faced female classmate in front of her isn't she a middle school in the city?

"I'm born again?" This thought popped up in his mind, startling Zhang Qiusheng and making him ecstatic. People who have come from the 21 st century have seen Zhang Daohan cross the catastrophe and are convinced of this kind of thing, which was originally illusory.

I remember that on the eve of the high school entrance examination in my previous life, Deng Fatzi next door was beaten by his father and cried wolf, tossed all night, and didn't sleep all night. When there was only one last question left in the exam room, I threw myself on the desk and couldn't help but fall asleep. I didn't expect to sleep this time, and I slept out of a new life, wah, quack——。 ”

As the flow of people walked outside the gate of the examination room, Zhang Qiusheng's heart suddenly moved: After the last exam in my previous life, my sister picked me up outside the gate, is this still the case this time? I heard that reborn people have a butterfly effect, which will change some people and things. But my butterfly hasn't flapped its wings yet, and my sister will definitely pick me up outside the gate. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but speed up my pace and rushed towards the school gate.

Two girls in front, one with shawl and long hair and one with a ponytail. There will be a boy with pimples and acne on his face and eyes, and he will give these two girls popsicles, red bean popsicles for a dime. Sure enough, Zhang Qiusheng thought of this, and a boy really ran to the two girls and handed two popsicles to the girls, and sure enough, they were red beans.

The girl will be surprised and ask the boy how to get in, isn't the gate not allowed to enter? The boy replied proudly: My second aunt is a janitor. Zhang Qiusheng thought so.

Sure enough, the girl and the boy talked like this, and the boy's proud expression was like saying that his second aunt was the mayor.

Nothing has changed, nothing has changed. Yiqiē is still the same as before, and the memory is so clear, as if it happened yesterday.

When Zhang Qiusheng left the school gate, he looked at the place 22 years ago. Sure enough, my sister was still standing there waving to Zhang Qiusheng, elegant and demure like a deep valley orchid, like a green lotus that is not stained with dust.

It's true, my sister is really standing in front of her. This sister who was unable to protect herself, this sister who couldn't bear the insult and fought to the death, this sister who came to this world with grievances and left with grievances, a kind and gentle sister, a sister who is ice clear and jade.

Tears blurred Zhang Qiusheng's eyes, and his lips trembled and he wanted to shout: Sister——。 But he couldn't shout, and found that his voice was hoarse. swallowed hard, and called hoarsely: "Sister-sister-" The voice trembled, and the voice was so small that I couldn't hear it clearly.

Zhang Qiuran was frightened, what's wrong with my brother? My younger brother has been skinny since he was a child, and he has never seen him like this. It's not a big deal if you don't do well in a course, it's a big deal not to enter the provincial focus.

Zhang Qiuran hurriedly made a noodle and took his younger brother home. Zhang Qiuran is usually very frugal, and he has never done such a luxurious thing, and today his younger brother is too bad in the test, so he has to take him home quickly.

Zhang Qiusheng walked home with his sister in a trance, how many scenes of the past flashed in his mind, too much suffering, too much sadness, too much helplessness. When I entered the house, I saw my grandparents, and finally couldn't control my love all the way, and hugged my grandfather and cried loudly.

This cry shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods, and the family was at a loss for his crying hands and feet. This kid wasn't like that before.

Zhang Qiusheng cried uncontrollably, he wanted to vent all the grievances and pains of his previous life, and all his thoughts about his relatives, and he couldn't stop for a long time.

The neighbors ran over when they heard the crying, and they didn't know what was going on.

Grandpa patted Zhang Qiusheng on the back and didn't say a word. The child didn't do well in the exam, and he regretted being like this, and grandpa still had something to say, and some were just distressed.

Grandma patted the edge of the bed and said, "Qiu'er, come here, come to grandma." "Grandma likes to call her grandson Qiu'er and her granddaughter Ran'er.

Grandma has been paralyzed for many years, and Zhang Qiusheng obediently went to his grandmother's side and stopped crying. Filial piety helps grandma massage her legs.

Grandma enjoyed her grandson's massage and said softly: "Qiu'er, don't be sad, it doesn't matter if you don't do well in the exam." We just need to do our best, we Qiu'er are good children who love to learn. Ah, don't be sad. ”

My sister also interjected at this time and said: "That's it, isn't it that you can't get on the provincial key." Learning mainly depends on the individual, and it is useless if you don't work hard in a good school. ”

Everyone thought he was crying for the exam, but Zhang Qiusheng didn't explain it, because he couldn't explain it. Is it true that they said, "In my previous life, you were all killed." I avenged you later, and then I was killed by pirates with a submachine gun. Then I crossed over and was reborn, and I saw you all kindred, so I couldn't help but cry with tears in my eyes? Then they, including the onlookers, would think that he was insane.

Not to mention, the onlookers were really moved by Zhang Qiusheng. They all said: This kid, ah, I know how to cry if I didn't do well in the exam. This is a good child, generally such a big child has no heart and lungs, and he knows how to play after the exam, which does not care if the test is good or bad.

Aunt Zheng on the third floor said: "If you want to say that you have no heart and no lungs, my daughter is." She scored more than 50 points in mathematics, she was not in a hurry at all, and she didn't know how to find time to make up for it during the summer vacation. Just know how to play. This is still a girl, if the boy doesn't catch the sky? ”

Deng Fatzi's father also came, with a face full of embarrassment: "I heard that Qiusheng fell asleep during the exam?" I'm really sorry, I made a fuss all night last night, so Qiusheng didn't sleep well. It's a big deal that delays your exam. Qiusheng, scold your uncle a few words! Deng Fatzi's father is an honest man, and his tone of voice is extremely sincere: "Really, you can scold your uncle a few words in Qiusheng." If you scold, my uncle should feel better. ”

Other neighbors also blamed Deng Fatzi's father, and asked him why he beat the child in the middle of the night, which made the neighbors uneasy.

The fat dad rubbed his hands and smiled bitterly and told the truth. Didn't the factory stop production, and only 50 percent of the wages were paid? The fat father is a cook, and he can't live the days when the production is stopped, so he has to hold a banquet for others. Yesterday, I went to a family in a suburban county to hold a wedding banquet and brought my son to him as a helper. As a result, the fat man smashed a stack of plates. At the wedding banquet held by others, a large stack of plates was broken, which was very unlucky.

Although the man didn't say anything, his displeasure was on his face. Fat dad thinks that people have reason to be angry, and there are rules for what to do, and people don't scold you if you break the rules, that is because people have self-cultivation. But you can't just because you didn't scold and it's over. So he went home and beat his son violently, if the fat man didn't say anything, he would have been bored, and I am afraid he would have stopped a long time ago. But the fat man is a ghost crying wolf, and the more he beats him, the more angry he gets, the more angry he gets, and the fat man cries wolf howls. Then it is even more angry and angry, and the more angry you are, the more you are beaten, and so on.

Zhang Qiuran brought out mung bean soup and invited everyone to drink it. This is to stay up in the morning and prepare for the autumn students to go home after the exam to quench his thirst.

After the neighbors returned, Zhang Qiusheng went to the kitchen to help his sister cook. He can't wait to take care of all the work in the family now, and it is a kind of happiness to be able to work for the family, and it is sweet to experience this happiness in the trivial housework.

After eating, Grandpa continued to set up a shoe repair stall. My grandparents were both shoe factory workers, and after I retired, my grandfather set up a shoe repair stall to supplement the family.

My sister advised Zhang Qiusheng to sleep and make up for the lack of sleep last night and the fatigue of the exam. Then she went to her room to prepare for her homework, and she was in her third year of high school. What makes a good student? In addition to being a little smarter, it is to play less than others, read more books than others, and do more exercises than others.

Zhang Qiusheng was lying on the bed, and his excitement was still rushing against his cerebral cortex. I didn't expect to meet my grandparents and sister, can I not be excited?

Zhang Qiusheng forced himself to calm down, and it was time to think carefully about what to do in the future. The gods and horses in the previous life are now floating clouds, written off. Wang Shaoyang killed a few people in my family, and I also killed a few of them, which can be regarded as a tie. As long as they don't provoke me, I won't provoke them. I avoided them and asked for nothing but peace.

The trees want to be quiet and the wind does not stop, and there are some things that you can't hide if you want to. However, in this life, Wang Shaoyang will have to suffer from Zhang Qiusheng.

After 22 years of training, Zhang Qiusheng knows that the word "peace" is just a good wish. In order to turn this good wish into reality, there must be a certain amount of power. When it comes to power, it's nothing more than power and money. The grandparents are in their eighties, they have gone through too much turmoil in their lives, and almost all of their peers have passed away, and there are no powerful characters to support him. I and my sister are still students, far from the age of officialdom.

The other is money. Thinking of money, Zhang Qiusheng lost his excitement after maintaining it for most of the day. People are either doctors or masters, at least they are famous undergraduates and have work experience. The idea of making money is to take out the thrush in the sleeve cage and call it, and make a random hand, and the silver of the white flowers flows into the pocket like water. People are reborn specifically to come to this world to collect money, but what about me?

After graduating from junior high school, in his previous life, he didn't learn any other skills except practicing martial arts. It can't be said that I haven't learned any skills, and I have been in a theft gang, so do you want to steal? I have been in the Jianghu sect, and I am familiar with the doorways of all the sects in the rivers and lakes, do you want to deceive? There's a pretty good kung fu, do you want to grab it?

Ahh That still begging for fart peace is purely looking for trouble. Don't talk about the police, grandpa will beat me to death first. In his previous life, it was so difficult, and he didn't steal, rob, or cheat, and my character Zhang Qiusheng absolutely guaranteed that Tong Su was not bullied.

Think again, think again. The experience of the previous life is the most helpful thing for the present is the three years when I was a bodyguard. So what did the boss do to make a fortune? Real estate, supermarket chains, machinery manufacturing, chain restaurants, textiles and garments, but also invest in entertainment media, stocks, foreign exchange and futures. This boss seems to do everything. Oh, there are also those who resolutely don't do it, the chemical industry doesn't do it, he said that the chemical industry is too polluting to the environment, and the thing that pollutes the environment is done to raise a son without an asshole and cut off his grandchildren.

Real estate, this thing is hundreds of millions of funds at every turn, and it must have a strong backer, and there must be a community of interests, which ordinary people can't afford.

Supermarkets, machinery, and entertainment media are not things that Zhang Qiusheng can play with now. Speculating in stocks and foreign exchange, also throw it aside. Catering, clothing, these two industries are pretty much the same. The owner started by selling clothes first and then opening a restaurant.

Clothing and restaurants are easy to eat, but you always have to have money. Zhang Qiusheng only has a total of two yuan and three cents, and two of them are Wu Mao's.

Where can I get the money? One thing must be assured, make the most of this summer vacation. When school starts, you have to go to school well. Zhang Qiusheng is eager to start school, he likes to listen to the teacher's lectures, like to fight with his classmates, and like the atmosphere on campus. After the pain of not going to school in the previous life, I can't miss it again in this life.

There are a lot of things that can be done in a summer vacation for almost two months. But what can you do to make money? That's a problem. The boss I followed in my previous life, when chatting with friends, often lamented that the money was easy to make in the eighties and nineties, and it was simply a casual bend to pick up money.

Where can I go to pick up money, not much, only two or three hundred yuan. If I have two or three hundred yuan as capital, I will set up a barbecue stall.

A penny is hard to beat a hero, where can I get these two or three hundred yuan? Zhang Qiusheng thought big. The children of rich families, just a few hundred dollars, reach out to their parents to ask for it. Zhang Qiusheng can't, he knows that his family is very difficult. My grandparents had to send some of my retirement salary every month, which was barely enough, but it was not rich at all, so my grandfather had to set up a shoe repair stall.

It's really not good, and it takes a few hundred yuan to pick up garbage.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiusheng sat up violently. yes, what is really not good, it is simply too good. Why can't I pick up garbage, don't steal, don't cheat, don't rob, picking up garbage is also labor, use my own hands to earn money, what's not to do?

So, what gear do you need to pick up trash? First of all, there must be an iron spatio for rummaging through the garbage heap; There should also be a bag for the garbage. What else is needed? It seems that there is no more. Picking up trash is that simple.

The iron spar can be made by itself, and there is a section of steel wire at home, which I picked up when I was a child and was ready to make a slingshot, but I gave up because it was too thick. This thick steel wire should still be there, and poor families don't have the habit of throwing things. There are bags at home, woven bags, sacks, and cloth bags.

As soon as he thought of it, Zhang Qiusheng got up lightly. You can't alarm your grandmother and sister, especially your sister. The most important thing in my sister's mind is learning, of course, including the learning of some talents. The other gods and horses are poor or rich, and they are all floating clouds. The requirements for myself and my younger brother are to be a good student and a good child.

The steel wire was found, and the length and thickness were just right. If you have the martial arts of your previous life, you can do it empty-handed with such a tightrope. Not now, now this body is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, with thin arms and legs. Find the wire cutter, and two of the three clicks are successful.

The woven bag was also found, and a piece of rope was also taken, in case there was anything that needed to be tied.

That's it, zero-cost entrepreneurship starts now. So what's next? Time target, place target. Not in the morning, the sanitation workers just cleared the garbage heap, and it was smooth and slippery with nothing to pick up. And the location, where to pick it up......

Zhang Qiusheng was planning a business plan, and a paragraph suddenly popped out of his mind, which was clearly displayed in front of him, no matter whether he opened his eyes or closed his eyes.

"Absorb the essence of the sun in the morning and practice internal strength at dusk. Absorb the essence of the sun, do not slow or hurry, go with the flow, and follow the law; Practice internal strength at dusk, only brave and diligent, no distractions, step by step. ”

Zhang Qiusheng immediately remembered the previous life, the master Zhang Daohan he met on the boat, and the two Dharma seals he gave himself before the catastrophe, one is the secret method of internal cultivation, and the other is the secret book of cultivation. This is a reminder that I am going to practice, and when I think of this, another picture appears in my mind. A humanoid figure with no flesh and bones, like a three-dimensional network, slowly turns, and a bright spot moves slowly in the network.

Zhang Qiusheng hurriedly sat cross-legged on the bed. After the highlights traveled all over the network, they also sat down cross-legged, and the highlights stopped at the lower abdomen. At this time, Zhang Qiusheng's lower abdomen moved, and he felt a small ball of hot air slowly rotating, and he saw that bright spot was also rotating. After a while, the highlights began to move.

The martial arts fever that spread throughout the land of Shenzhou made him guide the heat to move without a teacher. Zhang Qiusheng's meridians are not connected at all, they are not connected at all, his small body has never been practiced, of course he is not connected. The bright spot moved on its own, Zhang Qiusheng thought that this was probably just to make him remember the walking path of the air current, so he also just memorized the walking route of the bright spot.

After a few times like this, the picture disappears. Zhang Qiusheng followed the memorized path and guided the hot air to slowly move forward little by little.

When it was time to cook, Zhang Qiuran came out of the room. I saw my younger brother meditating on the bed with his legs crossed like a monk. Shaking his head and laughing, the boys are more or less a bit of a martial arts complex, and they didn't bother their younger brother.

Grandpa came back from collecting the stall, and when he saw Qiu'er studying as a monk, he smiled and didn't disturb him. Grandpa has always believed that boys, as long as their character is not bad and they don't take the wrong path, don't be too strict. If the management is too strict, there will be no manhood.

Qiu Ran fetched water for his grandfather to wipe his sweat, and then brought the food. Mung bean porridge with scallion pancakes. Qiu Ran will live, and the mung bean soup boiled in the morning is usually for his younger brother to drink. When the neighbors came today, they invited the neighbors to drink together, and the remaining mung beans were cooked porridge.

Cold cucumbers and boiled peanuts are for grandpa to drink. Grandpa didn't drink much, just a little every day, less than eight yuan. If you are old, drink some wine to relax your muscles and blood.

Qiu Ran brought food to her grandmother to bed first, and then ate it with her grandfather. Regardless of Qiusheng, if you love to meditate, you can play to your heart's content, and if you have the ability, you can practice a Guo Jing Guo Daxia.

Zhang Qiusheng guided the heat in his body and moved with the bright spots, not impacting the meridians that were still occluded, but acting in his mind, just to memorize the order of the route. After thinking that you have firmly remembered, open your eyes. Although this is not a real practice, I still feel clear and comfortable.

Grandma was reading a book in bed, and I don't know how many times I read Dream of Red Mansions in my life. Grandpa was busy with unfinished shoes at the stall. My sister is practicing the guqin, she has to practice the guqin, violin, and erhu every morning, noon, and evening, as well as painting, and practicing voice, anyway, she has the most to do.

Qiu Ran also forced his younger brother to practice, and his younger brother practiced too, but he was always lazy, on the grounds that he was greedy and couldn't chew too much. This reason can't convince my sister, and my sister's reason is that Yiduo is not pressing. Anyway, it's not about relying on these to eat, but about improving one's self-esteem and cultivating one's sentiments. So there is no need to be fine, and there is no need to be able to afford to put it down.

Qiusheng has no sister to do it, and the countermeasure is that if her sister is staring at it, she will practice this for a while, and practice for a while. My sister doesn't star, she can be lazy.

After Zhang Qiusheng finished dinner, he took the bed and slept on the balcony. There are two bedrooms and one living room at home, one room for grandparents, one room for him and his sister when he was a child, and then he slept in the living room when he grew up.

"Autumn birth! You sleep without taking a shower? My sister shouted in the room.

Yes, I forgot to take a shower. For more than 20 years in his previous life, he has always taken care of himself, how can he relapse as soon as he returns home, and he has to be taken care of by his sister when he eats and bathes.

After taking a bath, Zhang Qiusheng did not sleep, but meditated on the balcony, impacting the blocked meridians little by little. Didn't you tell me to be diligent and brave? Then I will practice diligently and bravely! There has been no progress for a long time, and Zhang Qiusheng is not in a hurry. People practice internal skills, more than a few decades, or less than ten years, before they can achieve something, and I have just started. Before the harvest, I traveled the entire meridian in vain, the original intention was to review, don't forget it for a long time, but I found that although the heat traveled on the surface of the meridians, the place where the heat passed was very comfortable. Since it is comfortable, I will come a few more times, and after three weeks, I will sweat profusely.

I have never seen or heard of this situation in any martial arts book, and Zhang Daohan is worthy of being a master in the ascension period. The cheats he gave are the cheats of cheats.

The family was asleep, Zhang Qiusheng took the iron woven bag, and quietly went out to start a business. He still decided to pick up garbage at night, not in the morning, not during the day. My sister is staring at it! One day and two days are about the same, and after a long time, she will definitely be discovered, so it's not good. It's still good at night, people are throwing out all the garbage or what they think is garbage, and the sanitation workers are not cleaning up, which is the best time to pick up garbage.

On the outskirts of the city, the wind blows gently on a summer night, and the trees on the roadside rustle. Workers who rushed to the night shift drove over at a high speed on their bicycles, leaving behind a string of bells.

The current problem, where to pick it up. To the city center, where there are many rich people. Rich people don't cherish things, and the good and bad are thrown around. In the factory area, the vast majority of enterprises are either state-owned or large collectives. In the era of big pot rice, no one cared for the things in the factory, and at least there was at least broken copper and iron in the garbage heap.

Zhang Qiusheng thought about it and walked to the factory area, first, the factory area is close, and second, it is not bad to sell broken copper and iron.

In the early 90s, newspapers, radio, and television were all preaching every day that we should emancipate our minds, change our concepts, vigorously promote the cause of reform and opening up, and strive to build the four modernizations. From the central to the localities, from the government to the factories, from the cities to the rural areas, everyone wants to get rich. But there are many people who think about it, but few people who actually do it. All they think about is where to get an approval document and resell a batch of in-demand materials, these are still decent people. The evil sects are all thinking about smuggling, stealing and digging ancient tombs, and reselling cultural relics. If you ask them to set up a stall and sell some small goods, you will kill them rather than do it, and would rather guard the half-dead factory, let alone ask them to pick up garbage.

Looking back in the 21st century, there are no more than three kinds of successful people: one is those with strong backgrounds; the second is that they do have knowledge and ability; Third, from the early days of reform and opening up to the mid-90s, some people who dared to be the first in the world and dared to do everything dared to do anything, and others did not do what I did.

Zhang Qiusheng stood on the edge of the mountain-like garbage dump and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. Scrap iron thrown everywhere, what rotten gears and broken casings, what half-truncated angle steel channel I-beams. There is obviously a scrap yard in the city that buys broken copper and iron, why doesn't anyone make a move to the scrap yard to sell it for money?

Zhang Qiusheng first found two threaded steel bars and made them together. Then a few waste gears were tied with rope, about 100 catties. Take off your undershirt and tie it to your waist, pick up scrap metal and leave. The rebar grinds against the bare shoulders and hurts very much. But you can't wear undershirts, the leather can grow longer if the skin is worn out, and you have to spend money to buy the undershirt if it is worn out.

Hide the scrap metal in a place not far from your home, and then pick it up again, going back and forth several times. It is estimated that there are four or five hundred catties when the work is stopped, not too much at a time, too much to make the people at the scrap station suspect that it is stealing, and it will be troublesome.

On the way home, Zhang Qiusheng thought of a sentence in the 21st century: you must become famous as soon as possible. In fact, you have to do everything as soon as possible, and in a few years, even the manhole covers will be stolen, and now the mountains of scrap iron are piled up, and no one cares. It's too early to even pick up garbage, and those garbage kings in my previous life are probably doing the same thing as me now, right?

When he got home, it was about three o'clock, and Zhang Qiusheng quietly washed and slept.

As soon as the sky was hazy, Zhang Qiusheng woke up with an agitation. Thinking of the sentence "absorbing the essence of the sun in the morning and practicing internal strength in the evening", he quickly sat cross-legged facing the east.

I felt a big plate in my body, a big black plate, hanging motionless. Zhang Qiusheng didn't have much to do to make it move, telling him to suck the sun essence, and he didn't know how to suck it, so he could only sit dryly. But I can still feel a trace of warmth wafting from the east, gently rotating around my body, and slowly entering my body. Suddenly, the black disc moved, rotated clockwise, and the warm filaments that entered the body floated towards the black disk, forming an imperceptible white dot in the center of the black disk. It is not accurate to say that the white dot is exactly like the shape of a gossip fish, but it is too disproportionate to the black fish.

The white fish is slowly getting bigger, bigger and bigger, gradually black and white equal, and it becomes a normal taiji diagram, which slowly rotates, getting fuller and fuller but smaller and smaller, and gradually becomes a small ball again. Tai Chi balls? Zhang Qiusheng had never seen a spherical Tai Chi, and the Tai Chi ball rotated in a geometric trajectory that he did not understand. It slowly grew from the size of a quail egg to the size of a ping-pong ball, and suddenly dispersed into a stream of air into the dantian.

Zhang Qiusheng was in the spirit of Lengshen, and another black disk appeared, repeating the steps just now, but in the end, the air flow formed by the Tai Chi ball entered the Jizhong acupoint. Zhang Qiusheng knew that the middle acupoint was also called the middle dantian.

Immediately after that, a third black disk appeared, and the first two steps were repeated, and the resulting air flow, just as Zhang Qiusheng thought, entered the Yintang acupoint.

After that, no new black disks appeared. Zhang Qiusheng thought, probably after class, right?

Zhang Qiusheng got up, and his whole body was comfortable! Not only is it physically comfortable, but it is also mentally comfortable. It's great that others can practice one dantian, and Lao Tzu can practice three at the same time. Damn, is there anything more bullish in the world than Lao Tzu?

Of course, the real bull fork is Zhang Daohan, which is given by Zhang Daohan. Zhang Qiusheng couldn't help but think of this master, and remembered the time when they were smuggled together. Even I didn't die, so surely this kind of master won't die.

Zhang Daohan didn't die, it was Zhang Qiusheng who saved him. In the Netherworld, he also took Zhang Qiusheng to wander for a while, and taught him how to bring the memories of his previous life to reincarnate, which we talked about in the prologue.

In short, there is only yin and no yang in the netherworld, Zhang Qiusheng wandered in the netherworld, and the yin qi was full of inhalation. Solitary yin does not give birth to solitary yang and does not grow, and the combination of pure yin and pure yang can produce aura. So Zhang Daohan arranged such a cultivation method for him, needless to say, everyone already knows about it.

My sister has already gotten up and is reciting foreign languages. Grandpa also got up and was waiting for grandma to wash her face and brush her teeth. Zhang Qiusheng ran out of the door, ready to practice boxing. My sister followed and shouted:

"Qiusheng, what are you doing early in the morning?"

Zhang Qiusheng said without looking back: "Exercise and defend the motherland." ”

Zhang Qiuran smiled happily, thinking that boys are good, they were crying in the dark yesterday, and in the blink of an eye, they were alive and well, and they were all right, and the exam results were probably lost to the back of their minds.

The twelve-way Tan legs, Xiaohongquan, and Baguazhang have been practiced all the way, and even the Wing Chun and Cha Boxing, which were only slightly dabbled in before, were all beaten in a flowing and vigorous manner.

Last night's harvest was sold for more than 200 yuan, which is a huge fortune, and Zhang Qiusheng is very happy. The original idea of saving up to 200 yuan to set up a barbecue stall has changed, since picking up garbage is so expensive, let's pick it up for a few more days.

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Li Weijun pulled the garbage truck, and Hong Mingjie pushed it behind. These two people are colleagues in a factory, and they usually hang their children, arrive late and leave early to go to work and sleep, which is a trivial matter, and absenteeism for no reason is not a problem.

The Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is not a holiday according to the regulations. They drank during work hours. If you drink it in the cafeteria, that's fine, but they drink it in the workshop office. Well, just drink, they still curse while drinking.