early morning,

The genius just dawned.

Qi Shan dragged his exhausted body and returned home silently. Last night's experience was simply a nightmare for him. A fresh life was buried in his hands. Although it was the first move by Dabaojian, as the master of Dabaojian, from a legal point of view, he also had joint and several liability.

But when he thought of the lunatic, Qi Shan was full of anger. This guy's physical fitness was speechless. Although his companion died of kidney deficiency in the end, he was at least twice before he died. This guy died instantly...

"Why!"

"Brother, it's worth it for you to die." Qi Shan climbed onto his roof and began to sort out its broken tiles, as well as some bricks of unknown origin, and silently said to himself: "With a small body like you, it's hard to have a brand new development."

"Talk..."

"Where do you get so many brick slags?" Qi Shan looked at the red brick slags all over the roof, and some of them were even stained with blood. Could it be that the guy had been forcibly beaten up before being persecuted by the Great Sword?

It's possible!

Otherwise, this guy wouldn't have been so weak.

After packing up everything, Qi Shan returned to the room and piled up all kinds of bags into the living room. Although the danger has been lifted, who can know if this guy has any friends? If this plot is staged again, he still has to move. It is better to move early to avoid future troubles.

for a long time,

When the time was frozen at half past six, Qi Shan came to Song Xiaoman's room, woke up Xiaoman who was sleeping, silently left the words to get up, and left the room to prepare breakfast.

"ah!"

"I'm so sleepy!" Song Xiaoman asked with a confused look on his panda's eyes: "Qi Shan...If you go and talk to my class teacher today, you will say that Song Xiaoman is sick and is very ill, so he must sleep for one day."

"Can you be like a person?" Qi Shan sighed helplessly: "Look at your brother Qi Shan, you never say you are suffering or tired. You silently support this family, and then look at you... Why is the gap between people so big?"

snort!

Who is it!

Song Xiaoman was so choked that he had nothing to say. He timidly went to wash his face and brush his teeth silently. After all,... Qi Shan was the only one who made money in this democratic family, and he was the type of person who spent money, so he naturally had no say.

"Qishan!"

"How was the lunatic on the roof last night?" Song Xiaoman finished brushing her teeth and sat at the table, grabbed a fried dough stick, and asked while eating: "When I got up in the middle of the night, I saw a lunatic standing on the roof of our house, motionless... Then I threw him with a brick a few times, I wonder if there was anything."

“???”

What?!

What are the red brick slags in love?

Qi Shan was stunned for a moment, looking at Song Xiaoman who was heartless and eating soy milk fried dough sticks. Everything now makes sense. Why is that guy so unbearable? It turns out that he has been served by Song Xiaoman's bricks.

"you..."

"Are all the bricks in the corner of the wall lost?" Qi Shan asked.

"No!"

"This guy is like a ghost. Standing on the roof of our house, of course I have to teach you a lesson, and he seems to suffer from an inactive disease... So he threw him with a brick, and later he went back to bed when he was tired." Song Xiaoman took a sip of soy milk and asked curiously: "Did he go?"

Qi Shan didn't say anything, and he blamed himself for the situation when Song Xiaoman encountered the lunatic last night. If it weren't for the lunatic that seemed unable to move, he would have regretted it for life!

"Ahem!"

"Xiaoman... When encountering such a situation in the future, don't be the first to be a leader. Always stand with the general public so that you can protect yourself whether you understand?" Qi Shan began his daily education: "And...... Is it like throwing bricks, who taught you?"

Qi Shan is quite worried about Song Xiaoman's personal quality. Although this world has promoted the so-called prey on the weak after experiencing the revival of spiritual energy, at least in their circle of cultivators, Qi Shan wants Song Xiaoman to become quieter and not be careless all day long.

"You taught me!" Song Xiaoman replied seriously.

ah?

What I taught?

When did you teach it?

Seeing Qi Shan's confused look on his face, Song Xiaoman continued to say seriously: "Didn't you often say "Don't you?"

"Hurry to go to school after dinner!"

Qi Shan's shameful face turned red to the base of his neck.

...

At the official spiritual cultivation school, Qi Shan rode his bicycle to the gate, and then said to Song Xiaoman: "We will go directly to the new home tonight, and I will move all the things there."

"Oh..." Song Xiaoman nodded, then entered the 'prison' with a listless look on his face.

Riding a bicycle,

Qi Shan started the house search campaign. Of course, not all houses can be included in Qi Shan's vision. First of all, you have to be closer to the school. Secondly, the price is cheaper, thirdly, the environment is more comfortable, and fourthly, it is best to be a beautiful landlord.

However,

God did not give Qi Shan such an opportunity. He went to various intermediary agencies and did not have the house he thought was that he was either too expensive or the landlord was too ugly, which made him unacceptable.

"well!"

"This is the twelfth house... If there is really no, the haunted house can be accepted!" Qi Shan sighed, silently got on the bicycle, and prepared to go to the next real estate agency.

"Boy!"

"I broke one of my second-grade spiritual fruits, do you want to forget it like this?"

Sudden,

A rough sound came not far away. Qi Shan pinched the brake handle, looked over when he heard the sound source, and found that there were many people not far away, wearing a strong curiosity, silently parked the bicycle and prepared to go for an inhumane onlooker.

"Squeeze an egg!"

When Qi Shan was about to squeeze into the front row, he was pulled by a strong man and then heard this sentence.

"Well..."

"Brother, your image is indeed like a braised egg." Qi Shan said silently. Without waiting for the strong man to react, he hurried to the front row of the crowd, and finally saw a scene of huge disparity between us and us.

A wild burly man and a gentle and kind four-eyed boy. Although it is not clear whether the two of them are practicing spiritual energy for the time being, even if they are ordinary people, the four-eyed boy is a punch and one by one.

"Tell me!"

"How to compensate?" The burly man scolded: "Just according to the market price of the second-grade spiritual fruit, you can give me 100,000!"

hiss!

Is it one hundred thousand?

This money is easy to make, right?

Qi Shan’s three views were re-expressed, and it was reasonable... How much money was made in his black clinic in a month, but he earned his three-year money when he came up, so he was so unwilling to accept it!

"A typical method of hitting your car." Four-eyed boy said expressionlessly: "First of all, I am at least three meters away from you. Then according to the calculated probability, the probability of I breaking your spiritual fruit is ten percent, and then add an additional condition, and this probability drops to zero!"

“…”

“…”

“…”

The scene is awkward,

Filled with a faint strangeness and silence.

Qi Shan looked at the four-eyed boy with shock on his face. He didn't expect that there would be such a talent in this world who actually used a reason to convince people, making the strong man who seemed to be atrophy of the cerebellum on the other side surrender...

"Pooh!"

"Today you must give this hundred thousand yuan!" The strong man was so angry that he was embarrassed, and the veins on his arms began to protrude and turned slightly red.

moment,

There was a scream in the crowd.

"Oh my God!"

"I am a first-grade solid power practitioner!"

......
Chapter completed!