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Two terms that are so distant but so familiar to ordinary Tai'an citizens.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant.

Han Le is indeed leaving, Dongyun Mountain is the place where the previous Qingyun Lists have been held, and there is still half a month to go, and the Qingyun List will begin to warm up.

As a musician, he still wants to show his strength on the Qingyun list, and he can't miss this opportunity.

Not to mention, there are all kinds of mysterious legends in Dongyun Mountain.

All kinds of reasons urged Han Le to start preparing for the next trip to Dongyun Mountain.

It's just that before leaving, he has to help Song Ye.

The gap between the two is actually widening.

Shen Laosan and the others are right, Han Le is a musician, and Song Ye is just a repairman, not a person of the same class at all.

But Han Le will never forget who crossed over by himself, who carried the food box to bring him food.

Even if Song Ye cared about the original owner, Han Le would not forget this kindness.

Brothers don't necessarily go side by side all the way.

It may be that everyone takes a different path, but that doesn't change the feelings between them.

Song Ye once said that his dream is to have his own wilderness car repair shop.

His skills have actually passed the test a long time ago, although he is not talented in any other aspects, but he really has a unique sensitivity to wilderness cars.

But whenever there is something wrong with the car, ordinary people can't see it, Song Ye went up and drove twice, and the fault was immediately judged.

That's talent.

It's just that due to financial problems, he can only stay in the repair shop and work for others.

Because he has to support his family, he doesn't save much every year, not to mention, he had to take care of Han Le before.

According to Song Ye's previous calculations, he will be able to open his own repair shop after working for about twenty more years.

This dream sounds a little sad.

But now, Han Le decided to give him a hand.

Although the money in the envelope is not enough, with Song Ye's own savings, if he grits his teeth and takes a loan from the bank, he should be able to open a brand new wilderness car repair shop.

In this way, when Han Le left, he also had a matter on his mind.

At the moment, the two brothers were speechless and only drank.

Late at night, when people were not drunk, they patted each other on the shoulder, gave each other a few words of encouragement, and went back to their respective homes.

Sometimes, it's as simple as that.

......

Back in the small attic, Han Le fell asleep.

Maybe it's because there are too many things I've experienced recently, and Han Le can't be tired.

In the entire Tai'an City, only this small attic can give Han Le a sense of stability and peace of mind.

This night, he slept soundly.

It wasn't until the sun hung high that he woke up sleepy-eyed.

This is also rare for Han Le, who originally insisted on practicing boxing and resting regularly every day.

After some washing, go downstairs as usual.

It's just that on the small table in the courtyard, there are already three more invitations.

Han Le picked up the three invitations, teased the little black cat lying on it and refused to leave, and looked at it carefully, with a wry smile on his face.

The three invitations, each from three people, are surprisingly similar in content!

The first one is Zhao Xuan's.

The second copy is Han Er's.

Third ...... It's Chen Xiaoqiu's.

The three of them actually asked Han Le to go to Dongyun Mountain together next week!

Zhao Xuan is a musician, and she was going to participate in the competition of the Qingyun List, her invitation letter, Han Le was not surprised; Han Er was the partner so far, and the Han family was also the first family in Tai'an, and it was normal for the second son who couldn't stay idle to go to Dongyun Mountain to see the scenery of the Mudung Festival; only Chen Xiaoqiu's invitation letter surprised him.

He read it carefully and roughly understood.

"Phoenix Company's publicly-funded travel? It turns out that she wanted to tell me a long time ago, but I didn't give her a chance to speak that day. ”

Han Le recalled the scene of the morning exercise on the shore of Qianlan Lake that day, and couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

This Chen Xiaoqiu really misses himself.

It's just that with her position in Phoenix, no one else nods, I'm afraid it is impossible to send this invitation, right?

Is it Duan Ming?

Han Le had a thousand thoughts in his heart, and silently put down the three invitations.

Dongyun Mountain, he must go, but before he goes, he still has to do some things.

......

"Martial arts mind method, you want to advance the mind method?"

"Isn't your teacher ......?"

Tai'an No. 1 Middle School, Instructor Li was surprised by Han Le who appeared quietly, and swallowed it again in the middle of his words.

After all, there are some things that are not easy to say directly.

Han Le came here to obtain advanced mental methods.

Since he mastered the Xuan, the four major mental method initiates have indeed made up for his congenital deficiencies in physical fitness to a great extent.

But another problem also came to the fore: his martial arts cultivation had always stayed at the most rudimentary level of Tongxuan.

The effect of stealing skills began to be greatly reduced, and the mediocre side of Han Lewuxue's talent was exposed.

Although these basic mental methods could be cultivated to the Nine Apertures, Han Le felt that it was too slow.

He wanted to go to the library and find an advanced mental method.

It's just that in Instructor Li, he was poured a bucket of cold water head-on:

"Well, I won't ask about the specifics. That's right, the advanced mental method, there is no such thing as a school method. ”

"A really powerful advanced mental method, whether it is through the Xuanjin Nine Tricks, or the Nine Tricks into the Mixed Yuan...... It's all the stuff that the martial arts hall has hidden. ”

"If you want to advance your mental method, you either have a teacher yourself, or you can successfully become an elite disciple of a certain martial arts hall!"

Han Le was stunned.

I didn't expect the way to obtain the Advanced Mind Method was so troublesome, and I didn't even have a library!

"Please, it's a modern society, it's a martial arts hall or something, it's a broom to cherish itself, go on like this and eat jujube pills!"

Han Le complained frantically in his heart.

He also thought that martial arts and mental methods could be found in the library, after all, it was the era of knowledge sharing!

I didn't expect those bad habits of ancient Chinese rivers and lakes in the previous life to be so vividly reflected in this world!

"Is there no other way?" Han Le asked unwillingly.

Instructor Li pondered for a moment: "There is another way......

"What?" Han Le's eyes lit up.

"Kick the gym. Instructor Li added: "This is also the unwritten rule of the martial arts world, if you can successfully kick the hall, you can read all the private books and mental methods of the martial arts hall." ”

Han Le was speechless.

It seems that some of the advanced mental methods have a headache.

No matter what, he still thanked Instructor Li.

Leaving Tai'an No. 1 Middle School, Han Le simply took a long vacation. At the beginning, he entered Tai'an No. 1 Middle School, one for learning, two for learning martial arts, and three for subsidies;

So there was no need for him to continue his education.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, in just about a month, so many changes have taken place around Han Le.

The most important thing is the credit of the boundless music library.

The war song from the earth is too powerful.

It was so powerful that Han Le himself felt terrible.

"No matter what, martial arts training must continue, only enough true qi can be exchanged for enough battle songs. ”

"I really can't find the martial arts method, and I guess I'm really going to try to kick the gym when I look back. ”

"Everything, let's wait for the end of the trip to Dongyun Mountain. When the time comes, just find a soft persimmon and pinch it. ”

On this day, Han Le went around in Tai'an City, and he did everything he had to do.

On the side of Yulong Street, he also gave instructions, strictly ordering the two ghosts to restrain their subordinates.

You can kill people and set fires, you can collect protection money, but there must be a bottom line.

Han Le is not a virgin, but the basic principles are still there.

In the face of Han Le's order, the two ghosts and the others naturally did not dare to disobey it.

They also know who brought the peace that Yulong Street is in place today.

Without Han Le, the four major families would have taken action a long time ago.

In Han Le's view, Yulong Street is ushering in an unprecedented opportunity for integration.

It depends on whether the two ghosts have the ability to grasp it.

......

Just when Han Le was busy dealing with some chores, Huaqing City, hundreds of miles away.

A convoy slowly drove away from the protective range of the particle barrier and headed for the western highway.

"It's really boring, Dongyun Mountain, isn't it?"

"A garbage city like Tai'an should have been removed from the second-tier city a long time ago, right?"

"In this year's Qingyun List, let me show you what a real war song is!"

A gray-haired and white-eyed young man, lying lazily in the car, thought so.

The rest of the people in Huaqing City are also full of fighting spirit.

After all, as representatives of the Qingyun List, they carry the expectations of the musician community in Huaqing City.

This time, they will inevitably crush Tai'an City, and completely snatch away the resources that belong to Tai'an City!

Entering the wilderness, the convoy of Huaqing City not only did not slow down, but began to soar.

In the direction of Dongyun Mountain, all the way to the west.

......

In the small courtyard.

Han Le looked at the three invitations and worried.

For a moment, he actually had the illusion that an ancient emperor was flipping a card.

Who to choose?

Two women and one man?

After thinking about it for a long time, Han Le finally moved the two invitations away.

In the end, I chose the one with the most scribbled handwriting.

"Nonsense, two women and one boy, whichever girl you choose will make the other girl unhappy. ”

"Of course you choose a man!

Han Le silently used far-fetched reasons to convince himself.

On the invitation letter, Han Er's handwriting was like an earthworm, as if he was giggling.

(End of the second volume of Tai'an Bully)