Chapter 23

the second day.

Thursday, April 10.

Fang Ping felt a little sore when he came together.

However, it is better than expected. For people who do not exercise for a long time, sudden exercise and muscle soreness are certain.

However, due to the high Qi and blood, this adverse reaction is weakened to the lowest.

At this time, Fang Ping understood why Qi and blood is a necessary requirement for martial artists.

It can strengthen Qi and blood, eliminate all diseases, and even eliminate fatigue.

Such a person has the confidence to become a martial artist. Otherwise, yesterday's exercise alone will be enough to make Fangping's muscles ache for a few days.

When I got up, my parents had gone out as usual.

Fang Yuan vaguely brushes his teeth and washes his face. Children at this age are more sleepy.

Fang Ping exercised all night last night, and Fang Yuan knew it.

Half opened his eyes and saw that his eldest brother was full of energy. Fang Yuan was a little envious.

"Fang Ping, aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired. I'm fresh and refreshing. It tastes delicious!"

If you keep your mouth open, you'll know how exciting it is.

The brother and sister cleaned up quickly, finished the breakfast made by their mother, and went out with their schoolbags on their backs.

As soon as he went out, Fang Yuan threw his schoolbag to Fang Ping and said, "aren't you tired? Help me carry it for a while."

Fangyuan's junior high school is not too far from No. 1 middle school. It's still on the way for a while.

Fang Ping shook her head with a smile and didn't say anything. She carried her schoolbag in her hand.

They just walked out of the corridor, and a middle-aged man came up with breakfast in his hand.

Fang Ping glanced casually and saw the other party walking towards his unit. He was slightly surprised. Then he realized that it was probably the tenant upstairs.

In the old unit, there are only a dozen families, and they rarely see strange faces.

But we didn't know each other. Fang Ping didn't say hello and passed by the other side.

……

Huang Bin's calm eyebrows suddenly jumped when he crossed with Fang Ping.

The warrior can roughly sense the Qi and blood state of ordinary people.

Wang Jinyang has done this.

However, the distance should be close. After all, the strength of low-grade martial arts is not too strong.

Huang Bin was upstairs last night and didn't notice anything.

But when he just passed by, Huang Bin immediately noticed Fang Ping's abnormality!

This little guy has high blood!

At least relative to ordinary people, very high.

Huang Bin frowned and suddenly became jealous.

Last night, he also felt that the boy downstairs would be desperate in the future, and felt that the world was unfair for Fang Ping.

Born in an ordinary family, he is born worse than others.

But now I suddenly find that the boy I sympathized with last night has high blood. Even according to the information he knows, there is no problem in other examinations, and the probability of being admitted to martial arts is very high.

On this thought, Huang Bin immediately felt that his face was swollen!

What qualifications do you have to sympathize with others?

Compared with this young man, when he was his age, he didn't deserve to mention shoes to him!

He failed to pass the martial arts examination. Some of his classmates were 20-year-old martial artists, and he spent 10 years and countless money to become a martial artist at the age of 30.

The youth in front of us, once admitted to the martial arts, is likely to become a martial artist before the age of 20.

With the support of Wuhan University, teenagers come from such a family and have such Qi and blood, which shows that their talent is also very good.

Perhaps, in a few years, the other party can break through the second grade or even the third grade, and then look down on himself

I sympathize with him?

And pity him?

The more I think about it, the more ugly Huang Bin's face is.

Everyone has jealousy. Some people will restrain, but others won't restrain, or don't want to restrain.

Huang Bin might have restrained himself.

But when the bottom limit in his heart is broken again and again, and those who are chased can only hide here, such as street mice, Huang Bin will rarely restrain those primitive desires.

So when he and Fang Ping passed by wrong, Huang Bin's face looked extremely ugly, and even had an impulse to abandon the boy.

Fortunately, Huang Bin finally endured it.

At present, it's mainly low-key. There's no need to ruin your business for this boy.

However, when I leave, if I can meet this boy, it's not impossible to do something secretly.

Why should others live more freely than themselves?

God is so unfair. Even if you can find a place to hide, you can meet genius, which is even more unfair!

……

Huang Bin left as if nothing had happened.

Fang Ping could not help looking back. His mental strength was higher than that of ordinary people. Just now he suddenly felt that the hairs on his back had the impulse to stand up.

Although it was just a flash, I couldn't help feeling frightened in my mind.

Looking sideways for a while, I could only see the back of the tenant upstairs.

Fang Ping frowned slightly without making a sound.

Seeing that he didn't go, Fang Yuan said curiously, "what are you looking at?"

"Nothing. That was our tenant upstairs just now."

"Oh, Aunt Chen, they have left. The house has been empty for a long time. I don't know if uncle has a daughter at home.

There are no girls about my age in our unit. If you want to play, no one will accompany me. "

Fang Yuan said, some expect each other to have a daughter of their own age.

Fang Ping shook his head and said, "uncle is alone upstairs."

"Alone?"

Fang Yuan muttered, "that uncle can really eat. I think I bought more than a dozen steamed stuffed buns. I thought the whole family could eat together."

"More than a dozen steamed stuffed buns..."

The speaker is careless and the listener is intentional.

Fang Ping didn't care about the breakfast carried by the middle-aged man just now. Now think about it, it seems that it is indeed a big bag.

Can you eat so much alone?

Or someone else?

But it was quiet upstairs last night. It didn't look like there were many people.

What does that mean?

Fang Ping was suspicious. Who can eat so much?

Nature is a warrior!

It is inevitable that martial artists eat more.

The body consumes a lot and needs to maintain the Qi and blood. If possible, you can eat some special supplements to maintain the body's needs without eating and drinking.

Without conditions, it is natural to supplement the body's needs only through ordinary food.

This also causes the martial arts to consume several times or even dozens of times as much as ordinary people if they don't restrain themselves.

"Wu zhe..."

"Is the guy upstairs a warrior?"

While walking, Fang Ping was thinking about it.

Thinking of his sudden fear, Fang Ping swallowed his saliva.

A warrior, in Yangcheng, is definitely the one with the highest status.

Such a person will rent a house in an old community such as jinghuyuan?

"Are you here to deal with yourself?"

It's no wonder Fang Ping is narcissistic. He is also a tall reborn person, with an unreliable system.

In recent days, Qi and blood have been rising.

Suddenly, there was a warrior upstairs. Just yesterday, Fang Ping couldn't think more.

"Did the other party find his own special?" Fang Ping felt a little thirsty. "What I just felt was murderous?"

The more you associate with yourself, the more likely Fang Ping feels!

"Someone is going to kill me! Or, what secret do you want to know from me?"

Fang Ping began to frighten himself, and his face turned white.

He hasn't seen martial artists do anything, but just imagine that martial artists are terrible. After all, in the era of hot weapons, martial artists can become a higher class in society.

If the other party hits him, he may not even have the strength to fight back.

"He doesn't do it to me now. He wants to observe secretly and find my secret?"

"What should I do?"

"Call the police?"

"But there are few martial artists in Yangcheng. They called the police. What should I say? They said I had a system and came back from rebirth, so they wanted to kill me?"

"No, who believes that a martial artist will kill a senior three student?"

"Also, if the other party is a warrior, will it be the high-level of Yangcheng itself?"

"If I call the police, will I scare the snake?"

“……”

Countless thoughts filled Fang Ping's mind in an instant.

I'm afraid Fangyuan can't think of it. Fang Ping has so many associations with his unconscious words. He even began to wonder whether to move his family and run away!

……

On the way, Fang Ping and his sister separated.

But I'm still thinking about what just happened and the tenants upstairs.

There is no ghost in his heart. Naturally, he doesn't have to be afraid of anything.

But now, he had a secret in his heart, and his sense of security was very weak. Suddenly, a guy suspected of martial arts ran upstairs to rent a house. He didn't think it was normal.

"What should I do?"

Fang Ping has a terrible headache. Is it useful to pretend that he doesn't know?

Or do you observe first?

But a gentleman doesn't stand under the dangerous wall. The other party really wants to come to him. He doesn't know when he will be impatient. He clicks and wipes his neck and breaks his neck. Where can he reason.

With a little anxiety and uneasiness, Fang Ping entered the school, but he was a little absent-minded.

Chen fan at the same table couldn't help asking, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing, nothing..."

Fang Ping made a perfunctory remark, and suddenly asked in a low voice, "you said, if a warrior wants to kill you now, no, it is possible to kill you, what should you do?"

Chen Fan's face is speechless. This guy is free!

No good way: "are you going to wait until you become a warrior and then come after me?"

Fang Ping hurriedly said, "I'm serious. The professional test of martial arts may be such a subject. I just want to ask your opinion."

"Professional test also test this?"

Chen Fan didn't know whether it was true or false. He thought for a long time and said, "call the police."

"But the other party didn't do it. Isn't it useless to call the police?"

"Then run."

"If you can run, the monk can't run to the temple. Where are you going?"

"There are so many restrictions?" Chen Fan said sadly, "there's no way. Wait to die! When you die, the government will arrest people."

Fang Ping said bitterly, "except waiting for death?"

Chen Fan joked, "unless an expert just passed by and killed the martial artist with one punch. By the way, you have extraordinary bones and accept you as a disciple.

Since then, you have embarked on the road of supreme strength!

Well, are you satisfied now? "

Fang Ping was slightly stunned and murmured, "master?"

For a time, Wang Jinyang's figure flashed in my mind. To say a master, the only person I know is Wang Jinyang.

But the other party has left Yangcheng. Besides, even if he hasn't left, he has no reason to ask for help.

The skull began to swell again. Finally, Fang Ping could only comfort himself. He was not looking for me, not for me!

But... He's not looking for me. Why does he live upstairs?

Obviously it's for me!

Fang Ping hates to bite his teeth. Go back and have a look. If you are really a martial artist, you will come to me!