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Chapter 23 023 I can’t hide what happened in [-]
After returning home, Chen Hao went to the bathroom to take a bath.

After working hard all day, dealing with examinations and practicing Iron Sand Palm, the body's fatigue level has already been maxed out.

Since this house was left to Chen Hao by his grandfather as a wedding house, even though it is a river-view house in an old community, the interior of the house was carefully renovated a few years ago in order to meet the current aesthetics. The style was chosen to be modern and simple. , home appliances and sanitary ware are also brand new styles.

The bathtub in the bathroom has a surfing massage function. It is filled with suitable hot water, and a bath medicine bag for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis that is always available at home is thrown into it. As soon as he lay down in it, Chen Hao let out a comfortable "Wuhu~" sound. , taking a sip of the medicinal wine brought back from the martial arts hall.

When taking a bath in other people's houses, they basically have flowers and red wine, and even if it is not good, put a stack of fruits to taste it carefully, looking for romance and enjoyment.

But Chen Hao is indeed a martial arts practitioner with steel and concrete in his head. Even if he takes a simple bath, he can't let go of the terrazzo kung fu he cultivates externally and internally.

"With the effect of this colorful rope, the recovery from the injury has been accelerated."

"Relying on the external training and internal training notes left by grandpa, you should be able to improve the physical fitness that An Jin should have soon." Chen Hao looked down at the colorful rope tied to his left wrist, and his eyes flashed a little fiery color.

The feeling of frustration and humiliation during the competition with Song Shijie left a very deep impression on him.

He had already secretly vowed in his heart that he would get his previous situation back if he had the chance.

Fortunately, he has been invited by Huo Heng to become a consultant of the Martial Arts Association, and Chen Hao has half a foot in the door of the association.

In the future, if you go out for more activities and go to various venues, you will always have the chance to meet the young master from the Xingyi Hall again.

……

After taking a bath and changing into a set of pajamas, Chen Hao slumped down on the sofa with some unfinished medicinal wine.

First, I swiped through Moments on my mobile phone, commented and liked, then chatted with a few friends, and picked up the lucky sachet on the coffee table to look at it.

"Sachet, sachet!"

"Can't you make me lucky?"

"Can you please help me find a beautiful girlfriend?"

"Look at me, I have a house and savings, and I'm in great shape. Even rich women would like it..." Probably because he drank too much, Chen Hao started to feel like eating shit.

The phone buzzed. Chen Hao put down the sachet and hurriedly opened the message when he saw a familiar cartoon avatar.

Xiaobai: "Master, the owner, are you there? (bubbling)"

Seeing the message from the beautiful foreign girl, Chen Hao suddenly thought happily: "Did the lucky sachet work? Even Yue Lao's work started to be taken care of?"

The moment of reverie was interrupted by the river breeze blowing in from the balcony.

Chen Hao hurriedly tapped the screen and replied with a special B-friend emoji (Ji Ge catching a basketball).

Xiaobai: "Boss, I'm going back to Yudu this weekend to find a professor to submit a project report, and I can't go to your martial arts gym for the time being (sorry, sorry)"

Chen Hao: "It's okay. Come and play again when you have time (laughing)"

Xiaobai: "I had a friend who watched the live broadcast that day and said he was very interested in Da Lao You's kung fu. I'll bring him over next time, so I won't disturb him, right?"

Chen Hao: "No problem (OJBK)"

Xiaobai: "Thank you big brother! Big brother is open! I will live broadcast later, so let's not talk about it (because you are so beautiful)"

After closing WeChat, Chen Hao threw away his phone, lay on the sofa, and looked at the ceiling of the living room with empty eyes and wailed a few times: "He? A friend? Sure enough, beautiful girls are surrounded by qualified spare tire lickers, right? ?”

He felt that the flame of his heartbeat that had just started was once again extinguished by a basin of cold water from the ruthless reality.

"Forget it, when you are in love, you don't have the freedom to practice martial arts!"

"Reading and reading, there are still many places in Grandpa's notes that I don't understand." Chen Hao moved his body, and took the notes stacked on the coffee table into his hands.

It was probably because of the strong medicinal wine that Chen Hao's thinking slowed down a lot.

Seeing that the notebook was turned upside down, Chen Hao didn't turn it back in a hurry, but subconsciously opened the last page of the notebook.

Just this flip, he sat up on the sofa excitedly!

Because on the last page of this notebook, there is actually a sketch of a strange snake with its head and tail connected.

Except for the missing door in the middle of the strange snake, which is covered by clouds and mist, the remaining details are at least [-]-[-]% similar to the mark on the back of Chen Hao's right hand.

"In the summer of 99, when the flood season came, I saw a small snake swirling in the river mist. I thought it was drowning, so I picked it up with a bamboo pole... and found that it was biting its own tail and would not let go. It felt like it was about to eat itself, and it felt very weird, so I took it back to the martial arts gym and fed it for a while..."

On the side of the pattern, there are a few paragraphs of diary-like essays, only a few short sentences, leaving no other directional information.

“This is not my practice experience, it’s grandpa’s diary!”

"99, wasn't that the year I was born?"

"Grandpa actually raised snakes picked up from the river?" Chen Hao looked a little surprised and compared the brand on the back of his right hand with the sketch.

He always felt that there should be some connection between the two, so he began to read the diary from end to end.

The diary was written in 93 and continued intermittently for 6 years. The information described in it was mostly about daily life in martial arts schools and ancient streets. I searched through the entire diary but could not find any information related to the Ouroboros brand.
"A coincidence?"

"Or did I drink too much? Began to be suspicious?"

Chen Hao put down the diary and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

It was probably because of the strength of the wine, and after soaking in the bath, the body was relaxed, and a heavy drowsiness surged up.Chen Hao glanced at the time and it was already 11 o'clock, he drank the remaining half glass of medicinal wine, got up, turned off the light, and slipped into the room to sleep.

But not long after he entered the house, wisps of river fog began to appear on the river in the distance of Ziyuan Community.

As time went by, the river fog became thicker and thicker, beginning to spread from the river to both sides of the river, covering all the ancient streets and residential buildings with lights out.

Since Chen Hao's house is close to the river, the open balcony door was also infiltrated by this diffuse mist.

But when the mist that penetrated in encountered the lucky sachet that Chen Hao casually threw on the coffee table, it seemed to be alive and quickly retreated back outside the house along the river wind.
The diary with the Ouroboros on the last page also made a rustling sound as the pages were turned by the river wind.

As for Chen Hao, under the influence of alcohol and the five-color rope's effect of exorcising evil and warding off plague, he slept so sweetly that he didn't even notice that he had forgotten to open the balcony door before going to bed.

……

"Dong Dong Dong~"

"Dong Dong Dong~"

Early the next morning, Chen Hao woke up listening to the sound of gongs and drums coming from the river.

This is the sound of dragon boat rowing. After the finishing touch ceremony last night, someone will organize a dragon swim in the river for a while.

If you want to win the first place in the dragon boat race, you need to practice frequently in the water.

Taking a look at the time, it was already past 8 o'clock in the morning. Chen Hao rubbed his chicken coop-like hair, got up, washed up, put on some sportswear, and rushed to the other side of the misty river.

The few new students recruited in the past few days are all half-grown children. They are busy with school on weekdays, and only have time to come to the martial arts hall to learn Drunken Fist on weekends, so Chen Hao came to the martial arts hall early and opened the door to avoid Let those students and parents rush to nothing.

Sure enough, after eating some egg yolk rice dumplings bought on the road in the martial arts school, a few old men and women led a few young students to the door.

Chen Hao registered them one by one, touched their bones, and after confirming the physical foundation of the young students, he began to practice some simple Drunken Eight Immortals basics to warm up.

Practicing martial arts requires a step-by-step approach and should not be used to encourage success.

At the age of ten or so, the bones, ligaments, and organs of the body are not yet fully developed, and Chen Hao dare not lead these young students to mess around, so he can only teach slowly from the basic warm-up shelf.

On the contrary, the older parents, after seeing their grandsons and granddaughters put on exercise clothes, praised vigorously one by one, blowing all kinds of rainbow farts, taking pictures and posting them on Moments.

Chen Hao was so embarrassed that he had to persuade these old ladies and old men to rest in the tea room so as not to delay the teaching.

……

The basic courses for young students are very simple, and it took two hours in one morning to finish all of them.

There are three class breaks in the middle. After learning these basic warm-up frames, the real Drunken Eight Immortals teaching will begin.

Seeing several young students studying hard, shouting in a sweet voice: "Goodbye, Teacher Chen!" and then being led away by their grandparents, Chen Hao felt a different sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"Teacher, preach and receive karma to solve doubts."

Chen Hao smiled and waved, watching these young students leave in a good mood.

With the fermentation of the Anjin handprint video, the enrollment situation of the Eight Immortals Martial Arts School is getting hotter day by day.

During the teaching time just now, several tourists wandering in the ancient street came in to inquire and sign up, and Chen Hao also received them one by one with heart.

"This brand is somewhat useful!"

"Anyone with a little bit of knowledge will know the value of this brand by searching online." Looking back at the "Golden Tiger" bronze medal hanging at the door, Chen Hao smiled and started his own practice plan.

Under the influence of the skill acceleration buff, even though he practiced with a group of young students, his Drunken Fist proficiency still increased by 2 points.

After seeing off those parents at this moment, Chen Hao closed the door of the martial arts gym, hung up a sign for lunch break, and brought out the rice bowl for practicing iron sand palms from the office.

Looking at his hands that had been repaired overnight, he found that most of the scabs formed last night had peeled off by now.

Even the bruises on both arms that were kicked by Song Shijie faded a lot with the help of the [Plague-avoiding Five-Colored Rope].

With such a terrifying recovery ability, Chen Hao couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the powerful effect of the data panel. Even continuing to practice Iron Sand Palm was much more energetic than yesterday evening.

"Shasha~"

"Shasha~"

He poured some medicinal wine into his mouth, and with the strength of the wine, he kept pushing his hands back and forth into the rice basin.

The scratch that originally required more than a week of rest was recovered after being used by Chen Hao overnight.

Under such a premise, Chen Hao almost ignored the pain during the practice of iron sand palm. He was like a man possessed, completely addicted to the practice of inserting rice.

The data panel opened in his sight also kept changing the value of +1 and +1 for proficiency at this time.

连午饭都顾不得吃，一直快练到将近下午1点的时候，那个停留在Lv0（50/50）的铁砂掌技能终于在一阵金色礼花的绽放中跳到了Lv1。

"Iron Sand Palm has been upgraded!"

　The second update, when I saw the time was almost 3 o'clock, I felt so irritated that my heart couldn't bear it.

　　I went to bed and asked for votes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)