"Brother, if I don't practice well, will I go crazy?" Liu Zhongqi asked nervously while wrapping the book cover of the sword manual left by Mr. Yu Huaide.

Yu Lanchuan looked at the "Seven Secrets of Hanjiang" that had been treated as a textbook with a complicated expression, and replied: "That's not true."

Liu Zhongqi: "But I heard from Brother Yu that the Yang Ping they arrested last year was an obsessed man. It was scary. He bled to death before the sentence was finished."

Yu Lanchuan's glasses slid down a little, and he glanced at Liu Zhongqi from the frame. He didn't know how to explain this problem to the boy - although Yang Ping was not a thing, he had studied hard since he was a child, and when he grew up, he strived to be the best and taught himself evil skills.

, it can be said that in terms of martial arts training, "lifelong learning" and "continuously jumping out of one's comfort zone" are truly achieved - most of the remaining people have low talent and hard work, and there is no basis for becoming obsessed.

"Don't worry," he fooled Liu Zhongqi casually, "There is a difference between good and evil. Kung fu from famous and upright families has a high safety factor."

Liu Zhongqi asked enthusiastically: "Brother, when will I become a master?"

Yu Lanchuan sincerely told him: "If you practice with such a utilitarian idea, you will generally not be able to practice well. You should have a calm mind and remember to put physical health as your first pursuit. If you have nothing to do, just treat it as a broadcast gymnastics. You will have a little experience every time."

, are all unexpected gains, which makes it easier to experience the realm of Hanjiang Muxue and the unity of nature and man."

Liu Zhongqi didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that his brother was fooling him again.

"You don't understand? You will understand when you work overtime every day after graduation and witness your comrades fall one by one to the hands of Baldhead and the Third High School." Yu Lanchuan, who came here, patted his shoulder, "What is your major?

A high probability event - tell your parents that I have something else to do and I'm going to leave now. I won't be eating at home today."

Liu Zhongqi had just received the university admission notice, and his grades were pretty good. He was the first choice of the school, majoring in software engineering. His parents came back from abroad to spend the summer with him, and Yu Lanchuan handed in the bad boy and retired.

"That's right." Yu Lanchuan walked to the door and remembered, and took out a physical red envelope, "For your birthday gift, buy whatever you like. I won't come back for your birthday."

Liu Zhongqi is about to turn eighteen, almost an adult. He has been polluted by the materialistic adult world and is no longer pure. Compared with the company of his elder brother, his new love is new computers, new mobile games and money. He squeezed the red envelope happily.

He said without any hesitation: "Goodbye, brother...will you come back?"

"Go back." Yu Lanchuan turned his back to him and put on his shoes, "For those who have passed two years, I will go to your school to see you when I have time."

Liu Zhongqi: "Brother, I think you are super cool!"

"Don't be envious, it won't work out," Yu Lanchuan said, "Your family doesn't have this gene."

After saying that, he called a taxi and took a taxi to leave, avoiding meeting his mother and lest the old lady catch him and look at him with the pained look of a lost boy, saying that he was "really a member of the family."

He was originally from the Yu family.

Yu Lanchuan went straight back to No. 110 Courtyard of Rongxian Hutong, where Han Dongsheng was already waiting for him: "Master Yu, will the martial arts conference be held as usual this year?"

"Open," Yu Lanchuan said, "The alliance leader asked me to sign. The venue time will be as usual, and the registration will be entrusted to Yu Yan. I will rush back in November. Then you can hurry him up... Hey, Cao Cao Cao Cao is here."

Yu Yan ran in from outside panting, said hello to Han Dongsheng quickly, and dragged Yu Lanchuan up: "Go to your house, I will say a few words to you."

1004 kept the windows bright and clean. Yu Lanchuan did not carry out any major construction projects later. He just changed the furniture and rearranged the furniture. The old house immediately gave off an exquisite atmosphere that matched the owner's temperament... Only the windows were not replaced, and they were still that old-fashioned.

The paint on the bolted windows and window frames was peeled off and stained, which was incompatible with the entire space.

Yu Yan stepped into his house. Before he could reach the threshold, he hurriedly said: "Master Lan, I heard someone say something, which shocked me. I don't know where the rumor came from. They all said that you

…”

Yu Lanchuan: "I resigned."

Yu Yan took a breath, his anger sank in his Dantian, and he said with an "ouch": "Are you crazy, Yu Lanchuan? You don't want to introduce me!"

Yu Lanchuan picked out a pair of slippers and threw them to him.

"Is the boss mentally retarded, the subordinates mentally retarded, or the customers weird? Let me tell you, Yu Lanchuan, if you get such a high salary, there will be mentally retarded, mentally retarded and weird mental injury compensation included in it. What are you doing if you have nothing to do? You haven't even become CEO yet and you're gone.

!Has your wife finished her savings? Has the credit card she used to buy your brand-name clothes been paid off? She still has more than 20 years of mortgage payments!"

Yu Lanchuan turned around and spread his hands towards him: "Sold."

Yu Yan seemed to have swallowed a chicken bone alive, choked, and stared at him dumbfounded: "Sell, sell... what did you sell? Please tell me clearly!"

"The house over there was sold and held for more than two years. It was transferred from one hand to another. After excluding various taxes and fees, the net profit was a little over one million. The annual return on investment was about 16%. The result of adding leverage...

Hmm, but the investment environment in the past two years has not been very good, so it is not satisfactory. It is not bad at all." Yu Lanchuan said as he washed the porcelain cups and boiled water to make tea.

Yan Wuduan recalled the scene when they first asked Lao Yang for help.

Yu Yan: "..."

Some people say that buying a house for contemporary young people is like the besieged city mentioned by Mr. Qian Zhongshu. Those outside want to come in and those inside want to get out. However, this is not appropriate because people outside the besieged city watch the house slaves and dogs picking at the ropes and are exhausted every day.

The land is being swamped by mortgage payments, and it's a joke. I have to work hard to save a down payment, and prepare to lock myself in earlier and live such a tired and safe life. But few people in the besieged city think of coming out and still want to live in peace.

Within a certain period of time, I got into the habit of looking at house prices. Once I found out that my toilet was a thousand square meters longer, I immediately felt satisfied and had the illusion of "making money". I even felt motivated to go out and move bricks the next day.

.

Yu Lanchuan is the first living house seller Yu Yan knows.

Yu Yan didn't come back to his senses for a long time, he mumbled around, and the only words left in his mouth were: "Crazy, crazy, Yu Lanchuan, are you crazy, you can't survive? Last November... No, Teacher Mengmeng said

Come on, I think you are abnormal..."

When the Beggars Gang and the Walking Foot Gang announced their disbandment, Han Dongsheng once asked Yu Lanchuan if the martial arts conference in November would not be held yet. Yu Lanchuan refused at the time. However, when November came, to everyone's surprise, he asked Yan Lanchuan to

I helped with the formalities and re-signed the alliance leadership order.

He registered various places and sects one by one, and then spent more than half a year using the old people who were familiar with him in Yanning City as a bridge to personally contact him and sort out a clear network of relationships, resource sharing, and himself first

The Seven Secrets of Hanjiang that had been annotated by successive heads of the Hanjiang Sword Sect were brought out. The current generation does not have so much awareness of the confidentiality of family status, so many people responded, especially the younger generation. Afterwards, job introductions, rentals, and help for serious illnesses were made.

, Jianghu rescue, helping to take care of the children of out-of-town friends who go to local universities...etc., all developed naturally.

Yu Lanchuan completed the foreshadowing and pointed directly at the Xu family of the "devil sect" who was hiding in Tibet.

Last month, three sects in the southwestern region cooperated and took away a brainwashing den of the Xu family, and broke out a large group of fugitives from it. Each of them had a reward behind them, which together was quite impressive.

After this incident spread, many "masters" who had always felt that their heroes were useless were eager to try. Yu Lanchuan smiled and thought: Someone's business is going to be robbed.

"Am I crazy if I change my way of living?" Yu Lanchuan asked quietly, "Is there only one way of living in the world where you can only work in suits and leather shoes and pay off your mortgage? My uncle only has a retirement salary, and he has to go out and spend his money every month.

, my dad doesn’t even have a retirement salary, and lives all over the world with a camera on his back. I’m much better than these two. At least I don’t lack a place to live, and I don’t lack money. Even if I don’t work in this major in the future, I will open a foreign language class.

They can all make a living."

Yu Yan: "Mr. Yu! Is it easy for you to survive until now?"

"To be honest, it's not easy," Yu Lanchuan sighed. "I am cautious and conscientious. I can't even let go of my hands when fighting with others. I finally became a 'young talent'."

"Then you still..."

"But Lao Xian, all achievements are also shackles, do you agree?"

Yu Yan paused.

Yu Lanchuan spread his hands and said, "I figured it out, so I just let it go."

Yu Yan was silent for a while: "Are you going to find her?"

"I made an appointment with her and asked her to wait for me for a year." Yu Lanchuan pulled out the suitcase from under the cabinet in the entrance hall, "I sent my brother to college, the assets that should be liquidated were cleared, and the nets that should be laid were laid.

, the time is coming soon.”

Yu Yan: "When?"

"tomorrow."

The brim of the huge sun hat fell down, covering half of Gan Qing's face. She walked slowly into the small inn in the tourist area, took a bottle of water from her colleague, and heard the siren whistling behind her.

"I heard that a cult was caught. It's called 'Elysium.'" A colleague came back from asking around and enthusiastically poured words into Gan Qing's ears, "I think I saw it in an anti-cult brochure a few days ago. They

That den is hidden. It has been hidden here for more than ten years. I don’t know who reported it, and they were all tied up. Do you think it’s amazing?”

Gan Qing said calmly: "It's not that I won't retaliate, it's because the time has not come yet."

The colleague went over this bizarre gossip story several times, remembered something, and asked her again: "By the way, Xiaowei, I heard that you are going to resign?"

Gan Qing had a tour guide name tag hanging on his chest, which read "Tour Guide Wei Mengmeng."

"I'm tired of running this route," Gan Qing smiled at him, "I want to go somewhere else."

"Oh...you, okay, you are so cool. There is a group to be dismissed later today, will you still take it with you?"

Gan Qing drank half a bottle of mineral water in one gulp and stood up: "Let's go and stand guard for the last shift with you."

Half an hour later, Gan Qing was sitting on an empty minibus, going to pick up a group of customers with her driver partner. On the way, her colleagues tried to talk to her several times about the cult gang hiding in the tourist area, but she couldn't find a way to talk to her.

He gradually became quiet. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye and saw that she was scrolling through her mobile phone, which was not the one she usually used.

"Did you get a new phone?"

"Huh?" Gan Qing said absently, "No, it's a private number, used to contact family members."

Since three days ago, it has been showing that it has been out of service due to arrears.

She stared at the "send failed" message for a while, and suddenly realized that it had really been a year.

Then maybe...that's it?

She looked out the window blankly, at the clear water and green mountains, bridges to bridges, roads to roads.

After taking care of the last group of guests, it was time for her to change places.

So... do you want to go back to Yanning?

But what should I do if I go back and find that he has changed the window and can't get in?
To be continued...