In The Beginning, I Can Overdraw My Life

"What are you looking at? You are smiling so happily. Let me take a look too." Xu He, who was sitting in front, turned his head.

"Nothing, by the way, how did you spend your vacation?"

"That's it, what else can we do?"

The engine of the bus was very noisy, mixed with the rustle of the autumn wind blowing through the woods. It sounded so noisy but looked so peaceful. The two of them just talked about each other.

Soon, Xu He stopped responding.

"Asleep?" Qin Han looked at Xu He quietly through the reflection of the glass.

Bang!

The bus ran over the rocks and the whole bus shook.

Xu He's whole body was shaken, and finally his head hit the glass.

Qin Han quickly stretched out his hand and sandwiched it between them, probed his head to make sure that Xu He had not woken up due to the blow just now. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then gently pushed Xu He's head back.

Qin Han looked outside and then yawned. Many people in the car fell asleep, and sleepiness swept over them. Qin Han leaned on the wheelchair and fell asleep.

In front of Qin Han, it was about an arm's length away. Xu He, who had been asleep for a long time, suddenly showed a smile of success.

Shen Jiajia, who was 1 meter away from Xu He and Qin Han, watched the entire scene with an expression on her face that she had eaten a bug. He turned his head angrily, vaguely seeming to hear curse words.

As evening approached, everyone finally returned to school.

The next day, noon.

"Oh my, you're so lazy on the first day of school, how can you still do it then?" Huang Erniang listened to his voice without seeing him.

Qin Han had a dark look on his face. Do you know how far it is from the dormitory? Do you know how long it takes me to run here? Do you know how tiring it is for me to push a wheelchair here alone? Do you also know how hard it was for me to move myself into a wheelchair?

Of course, Qin and Han did not dare to say this.

"Okay, stop teasing him, come in quickly." Hu Santa's voice came out.

Just as Qin Han was about to push the wheelchair, a few wisps of smoke floated out of the courtyard, and Qin Han was carried to the inner courtyard.

The inner courtyard has changed a lot from when I came here before. The most obvious difference is that there is a 90-inch large TV on the wooden table, and the legend of the White Snake is playing on the TV. And these few were eating melon seeds, drinking tea, and pointing at the TV. Even Yagyu, who was not good at speaking, was attracted by the TV series. It was not until he realized that Qin Han was looking at him that he turned his head pretending to be profound.

"What kind of show is this! A person who can flood a golden mountain is already like a dragon, just because he promised to give up his demigod cultivation. Not to mention a demigod body, even a heaven-level one is not worth it. Ah! What fools they are."

Hui watched the TV and ate nuts while complaining. He didn't notice at all that as soon as he finished speaking, four eyes stared at Hui.

Hui suddenly felt a cold feeling behind him, and when he turned around, he realized that he had just said the wrong thing.

"Okay, okay, okay, you four are all people who value love and justice. I am the only one who is greedy for life and afraid of death. I was deceived." Hui quickly gave up.

"Master Hui, aren't you blind? How can you still watch TV?" Qin Han asked suspiciously, looking at Hui who was watching TV intently.

"Are you stupid? The mouse was blind in its body, but now it is in its soul state." Huang Erniang suddenly stood behind Qin Han, picked up the newspaper, and hit Qin Han on the head.

"No, a state of soul? You guys can eat, drink, and beat people. Are you telling me this is a state of soul?" Qin Han complained while holding the bag he had just picked up.

"Don't worry about it." Huang Erniang disappeared and returned to her seat the next second.

"Don't fool this little kid. There is a formation in this courtyard that stabilizes the soul. It allows people to exchange the soul for a physical body. By the way, when you go out to class later, you can ask Zhang Ze here and we will help you train. Train him." Madam Hu Santa nodded at the table with her cigarette butt, indicating the formation.

"By the way, you brought that knife back. Show it to me." Grandma Hu Santa suddenly asked about the whereabouts of the knife.

"Bring it back, here it is." Qin Han stretched out his hand but could not reach the mezzanine under the wheelchair.

"I'll do it." Hu Santai waved her hand, and the knife flew out of the air, and Hu Santai grabbed it.

brush!

The cold blade was unsheathed, Hu Santai looked at the knife in front of her and smiled, cheering repeatedly.

"Okay, okay, okay. I actually suppressed it. That boy Wang Lu didn't lie to me, an old woman." Grandma Hu's eyes lit up when she looked at the knife in her hand, and she stretched out her hand to rub the knife. .

"Hey, don't get too excited. Isn't this just a knife? Don't make yourself sick. I think you can use it quite smoothly, even better than me. Why are you so anxious when you see me using it?" Qin Han wanted to step forward and stop him, but he was still injured.

"That's different. That knife can only be suppressed by someone's Qi. The third wife of the Hu family could also use it before. It was only because she had nourished the knife with the energy in her body all year round and suppressed her cultivation that she could use it so smoothly. A knife." Liu Sheng told Qin Han.

"Angry?" Qin Han didn't expect to hear this word again just a few days later.

"Looking at your reaction, do you know you are angry?" Yagyu asked.

"Well, there was a chef at Fatty Huang's place who cooked very delicious food. He had a fiery red and black aura that was very hot upon contact. It was the kind that came from the depths of the soul, not just physical pain. But fortunately, it was an arm wrestling competition, and I used some cleverness to win." Qin Han scratched his head and told the story in a more embellished way.

"An angry chef? What's the name of Xiao Qinzi?" Madam Hu Santa suddenly said.

"Hmm...? What's your name? By the way! The chef's surname is Ding!" Qin Han groped his chin and thought for two minutes, then his eyes lit up and he revealed the chef's name.

"Is it really that kid? It seems he's still alive."

"Huh, is that person still acquainted with you?" Qin Han didn't expect that his master actually knew the chef.

"Well, not only do we know each other. I also taught that brat two moves, so I can be considered half of his master. When he left and never came back, I thought he had died in the Puppet Manchukuo. Unexpectedly It's good that I heard about his traces from you kid today. It puts an end to a worry I had back then."

Mrs. Hu Santai opened her eyes, blinked, picked up the pipe, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled. With just such a movement, Mrs. Hu Santai looked much lighter than before.

"Seeing that you are so interested, let me tell you the story of the first time Wang Lu, Xiaoding and I met."