In The Beginning, I Can Overdraw My Life

"No fight! No fight! Even if you beat me to death, you won't fight." Qin Han collapsed to the ground so tired.

"It's okay, Yagyu. I've treated him three times. If you continue to practice with him, his body won't be able to hold it anymore." Mr. Qi advised from behind.

Yagyu looked up at the sky, "Today's training is over."

Qin Han was about to walk back when he was stopped by Mr. Qi.

"Huh? Teacher Qi, do you have anything else to do?"

"Are you sure you want to go home in your rags?" Mr. Qi asked, pointing at Qin Han.

Qin Han lowered his head and looked at his clothes, which were covered with dust. There were also two big holes in his knees and back.

Qin Han twitched the corner of his mouth. "Teacher, do you have any spare clothes? Lend them to me first for emergencies."

Mr. Qi fumbled with his beard and said, "I don't have spare clothes. Besides, I've turned into a human, so why can't I just turn into clothes? Do I have to wash clothes every day like you?"

Qin Han was speechless, but thinking about it, he was speechless. Just when Qin Han was about to find a piece of cloth to cover his head and rush back to the dormitory, Mr. Qi spoke again.

"The room where you turn left at the entrance has your training clothes. Remember to wear them next time."

"Good teacher!"

After seeing Qin and Han leave, Mr. Qi said to the empty courtyard, "You have the body of an axe, the mouth of a knife, and the heart of tofu."

"I don't need Mr. Laoqi to worry about my teaching methods." came Yagyu's voice.

"Hehe, no matter how you quibble, you can't cover up the fact that you used that jar of good daughter's red to pay that boy for my help today. But that boy didn't live up to your expectations, hey! You're a seven-killer! It has been passed down." After saying this, Mr. Qi staggered out of the yard.

"Has it been passed down? That's good." After Mr. Qi left, a murmur came, and then the small courtyard fell into silence again.

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

At this time, Qin Han, who was on the other side of the yard, followed the path pointed by Mr. Qi and found the cabinet where the training clothes were placed.

"Oh my god, are you looking for a piece of clothing in such a big cabinet? Forget it, let's look for it slowly."

Qin Han opened the cabinet door and his eyelids couldn't stop twitching when he looked at the things inside. Following Qin Han's gaze, he saw more than a hundred pieces of the same clothes neatly stacked in the two-meter-high and two-meter-wide cabinet. Qin Han thought about Yagyu's training method again and couldn't help but feel a headache. He stretched out four fingers and rubbed both ends of his temples. He kept reminding himself that Yagyu was his teacher and he should respect his teacher. You must never do anything to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors.

Qin Han casually took out a piece of clothing and put it on himself, then packed up the old clothes and took them away. As he walked, he whispered in his mouth.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. If you are so angry, there will be no one to take care of your body.

Don't be angry, don't be angry, life is like a play, we get together because of fate.

It is not easy to support each other till old age, should we cherish it even more?

It makes no sense to freak out for insignificant issues.

I don’t get angry when others are angry, but when I get angry I have no one to take care of me.

If I am so angry that no one gets what they want, it will be nerve-wracking and laborious.

Don't compete with neighbors, relatives, and friends. Leave the trivial matters of your children and grandchildren to him.

We endure hardships and enjoy happiness together, and gods envy good partners.

…”

"Hahaha, this kid. According to Yagyu's habit, he must be spying on him. I really want to see what his expression is now."

On the other side of the stone table, Yagyu's face was covered with black lines. He stretched out his hand to hold the stone table, and cracks spread from Yagyu's grip to the entire stone table. After a moment, the stone table collapsed. So much so that the piece that Yagyu held at the beginning turned into stone powder after Yagyu let go.

Liu Sheng looked at the broken stone table, and for some reason the poems of Qin and Han rang in his head. "Don't be angry, don't be angry..."

The next day, because Qin and Han had consumed too much energy the day before. So the upper eyelids and the lower eyelids were fighting like crazy during class. Finally, I put my right hand on my forehead and pretended to think, but in fact I had already fallen asleep.

After a while, the classroom began to burst into laughter.

"What is it? Why is it so noisy?" Qin Han opened his eyes. At the same time, a piece of chalk also flew to Qin Han's head.

"I didn't realize there was another one here just now. You have to go out and sleep! Don't be in the dead class. Go out and stand awake."

On the way out, Qin Han cursed the school's rules and regulations more than a thousand times in his heart. After training in the evening, I can’t go back to the dormitory until 8 or 9 o’clock, and it’s almost 10 o’clock when I get back to the dormitory. After dinner, I got up at 11 or 12 am the next morning at 5 or 6 am. Who has to go to college as early as seven?

Standing in the corridor, sleepiness gradually swept over me. Just when Qin Han was about to fall asleep against the wall, he heard snoring coming from next to him. Looking back, I saw someone leaning against the wall.

"I'll kill you! Our school is very advanced. I know that animals can transform into human form, but I really didn't expect that pandas can also transform into human form."

The "Panda Spirit" was woken up and rubbed his head.

"I am Zhang Yuan."

He squinted his eyes and looked carefully for a long time, and finally covered Zhang Yuan's face below his eyes with his hands.

"Oh, it's really Zhang Yuan. Why are you like this? You were beaten."

Zhang Yuan sighed after hearing what Qin Han said.

"Hey, don't mention it. Aren't I practicing Tai Chi? The basics of Tai Chi are static and dynamic exercises. My teacher said that I should improve my tranquility first, so I have to meditate for three to three days every afternoon since the first day. Five hours.”

"Isn't that nice? Compared to us, it would be more comfortable to sit there all afternoon."

Zhang Yuan stared at Qin Han with dull eyes, "What's so good? When I just finished practicing Jing Gong, I was so angry that I couldn't sleep!"

Qin Han understood immediately upon hearing this.

"So you haven't slept once in four days at this school?"

"Well, it's because of the afternoon training. So the only time I'm really sleepy every day is during class in the morning. Can you experience that feeling of wanting to sleep every night, but staring blankly and unable to fall asleep?"

"Come on! I will call you if you die suddenly." Qin Han patted Zhang Yuan on the shoulder.

"It's okay, don't worry about me. I'll practice Qigong next week." After saying that, in Qin Han's shocked eyes, Zhang Yuan leaned against the wall and snored.

The afternoon came quickly.

Qin Han walked at the door of the small courtyard belonging to Mr. Qi.

"Huh, this medical student is different. You can smell the medicine from a long distance."

Because of what happened yesterday, Qin Han had a very good impression of Mr. Qi.

"Young man, you came on time."

Qin Han looked at the furnishings in the courtyard. The courtyards of the three teachers he had seen so far were all very similar. The only difference is a little bigger. It might be the dedicated martial arts training area enclosed by a low wall in Yagyu's courtyard.

And there are a lot of herbs with unknown names piled up in Teacher Qi's yard. and many grinding tools. And Teacher Qi was talking to him with a smile, and he was still working on it...

Qin Han saw his teacher Qi adding firewood to a big pot with a smile, and the pot was already steaming.