In The Beginning, I Can Overdraw My Life

The night before, during the cold and windy January winter, a figure flashed past in front of everyone's door, and then stepped back in front of a door.

"Tsk, tsk, this kid is hiding deep enough. He's not too straight, he's boring." Tang Ming stood in the corner and watched with relish the big drama that was about to happen in the dormitory.

the next day.

"Open, alas. Who did this? It was spicy into sausage, and it was too ruthless to start." Shen Jiajia looked at Zhang Yuan, who had changed a long time after seeing it.

"Uh, uhhhhhh, uhhhhhh, uhhhhhh!"

Zhang Yuan pointed out that Lu Yu wanted to say something, but the burning pain intensified whenever his upper and lower lips touched.

"What did he say? He seemed to be pointing at you. How did you make him do this?" Kong Yu noticed something was wrong and turned around to ask.

"I'm not, I didn't. I was like that when I saw him when I woke up in the morning." Lu Yu looked very innocent.

"Uh! Uhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Zhang Yuan looked at Lu Yu in disbelief.

"Speak carefully! Don't blame good people. Lu Yu never lies. Maybe you ate something bad yesterday." Shen Jiajia was annoyed when Zhang Yuan screamed beside him, so she reached up and gave him a backhand.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yu silently took two steps back, a little further away from Shen Jiajia, and then without anyone noticing, he showed a smile like a child who did something wrong and was praised instead of being blamed.

"Hey, it's quite lively! Are you all here?" There was a sharp contrast between Qin Han and Shen Jiajia.

The former only had one bag per person, while Huang Qingyuan, who had the most luggage, took a suitcase. The latter three each have two large suitcases, well, the kind of big suitcases that can wrap Huang Qingyuan up, press them, and barely fit them in.

"Hahaha, Zhang Yuan, what are you dressing up like? Although I know it's not polite to laugh at you in public, but really... hahaha!" The more Huang Qingyuan smiled, the darker Zhang Yuan's face became.

"Smile, smile, smile! I made some mistakes while practicing, and you are so ridiculous!" Zhang Yuan learned the lesson from Shen Jiajia's slap just now, took a breath, and then spoke.

It was better not to say anything, but when he did, everyone started laughing, even Bai Sheng couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

Later, when Zhuge Yun and Liu Changheng arrived, everyone had breakfast. After saying goodbye to their respective masters, they boarded the bus leaving school.

"Alas, we don't know how long it will take for us to come back after leaving here." Kong Yu sighed, looking back at the school.

"If nothing else happens, next year. We should come back after the martial arts conference starts."

"Stop looking and get in the car quickly!" the driver shouted as he smoked a cigarette.

"Uncle, is your cigarette okay this time?" Qin Han looked at the familiar cigarette butt in the ashtray and recalled some bad things.

"Hahaha, you kid, I have an impression of you. Don't worry, I'm not free enough to play with you again." Seeing everyone coming up, the driver closed the door and started the bus.

"By the way, there is a box under each of your seats. That is the internship gift given to you by your teacher Tang Ming!" The driver took the last puff of his cigarette, stepped on the accelerator, and the bus slowly started to move and walked on The road leaving the school.

"A gift?" Qin Han lowered his head, reached under the seat, and touched an iron box.

"found it."

"I found it too."

Everyone opened the iron box one by one.

[The internal strength is good, but the technique still needs more proficiency. Your whip doesn't suit you very well, so I've improved it for you. The auxiliary functions have been reduced and the attack performance has been increased. Use them as appropriate. By the way, live well. 】

Below is an iron wire rope, with a square pyramid tied to the end of the rope, shining with cold light under the sunlight. One look at the material and it looks like something extraordinary.

[Boy from the Zhuge family, you take Qimen magic too seriously. Sometimes other small details will be ignored, and your little cleverness will not always work. This exercise is a basic exercise for strengthening the muscles and bones. Live well. 】

[Lu Yu, you are good at martial arts, but you are simple-minded and easily deceived. (cross out) I misjudged you before. Time was tight and it was too late. It's almost dawn, and I probably won't need the things I gave you before. I'll leave you two pieces of gunpowder for self-defense. Live well. 】

[Zhang Yuan, be less impetuous and impetuous, and lay more solid foundations. I left you three pills and a prescription. You can get twice the result with half the effort by taking half a capsule of Cultivation Qi and Blood at the beginning of every month. After eating, you can mix it yourself. There is also a light blue pill that can quickly reduce swelling after taking it. Live well. 】

….

[Boy Qin, your magic is very special, you must use it well. Now you haven't even used 1/10 of his ability. I recorded the video of the movement technique I performed on you. Take a look at it when you are free. If you can learn it, learn it. If you can't, just learn it. It’s all about practicing your eyesight.

correct! I've seen that kid Xu He grow up since she was a kid. If you dare to bully her, I'll turn you into a hornet's nest when I come back!

Live well. 】

Qin Han stroked the USB flash drive.

Everyone got the gifts Tang Ming prepared for them.

Huang Qingyuan opened the window and stuck his head out, "I got it! Mr., please go back. I'll take a look at those things. I'll bring you roast chicken when I come back next time!"

There were two books on Huang Qingyuan's seat. The wind allowed Huang Qingyuan to open the window and quickly flip through the two books. It was obvious that the two books were written by hand one by one, and there were additional pictures for explanation. However, the words in the book are a little blurred, as if they were written in a hurry. As you turn to the back, the handwriting becomes newer and newer.

"Stop looking, everyone has been out for ten minutes."

A crisp voice sounded, and a middle-aged man wearing white satin came out. He carefully observed that the distance between each step was the same. Although the distance between each step was small, she walked extremely fast. But her makeup made it impossible to tell whether she was a boy or a girl, and it wasn't until she opened her voice that she could barely tell that she was a woman.

Tang Ming, who had been missing since the end of the exam, was standing at the door looking at the direction of the car. There was a drop of ink mark on the corner of his usually neat Mao suit.

"Hmph, I think Kong Yu's whip is pretty good, and all the girls use that thing like yours, huh!"

Tang Ming straightened up.

"Stand here and wait for you to come out. After all, you are all standing in the dark watching my show." Tang Ming turned his head, but did not look at the two of them, but looked at the deepest part.

"Okay, okay, you have a high level of cultivation. Can we come out of the main office?" An old Taoist priest with two mustaches walked out unsteadily.

"Tang Ming, we haven't seen each other in two years, right?" A short old man wearing a park uncle's practice uniform walked out side by side with the old Taoist priest.

Suddenly, everyone appeared one after another.

Yagyu leaned against the pillar and looked at them.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time. You said you have been here every day and you haven't even seen each other. We are all close friends!" A woman in her forties or fifties spoke. Wearing common clothes, you can still see the charm of the past.

"Let's go and have a meal at my place tonight. I'll cook for you." A middle-aged man in casual clothes with a big belly who looked honest and honest at first glance invited.

"Okay, okay, okay, I've been wanting to eat that for a long time. How many years have you been here?" A man in his 30s replied happily. The strange thing is that he is obviously a cultivator. But there was no trace of charm in him, instead he looked like an ordinary person.

"Come on, kids, don't drink. By the way, those great fairies from the Northeast should also join in the fun." The fat middle-aged man shouted into the courtyard.

"You go and clean up first. As people get older, their legs and feet naturally become slower. Let Yagyu and you go there first."

"This..." The fat man looked very embarrassed.

"Hi, Fatty Cui. Didn't you just get bit by a snake back then? As for being afraid of Brother Liu for so many years?" A strong man who was still wearing only a vest even in the cold winter laughed.

"What? How come I, Fatty Cui, have remembered this for so long? I mean, the wine I prepared is realgar wine!"

….

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

There was a burst of laughter, and Yagyu’s face turned dark behind him.

"Okay, with his level of cultivation, it's okay to soak in realgar. Let's go, it's time to have New Year's Eve dinner in advance."

"Yeah, yeah, don't worry about those things. After all, we are all dead, so we have to enjoy it as soon as possible!"