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Volume 1 Chapter 6 Chance Encounter

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    Mo Yan did not remain unconscious for long.

    By the time the sun rose the next day, he woke up.

    The clothes on his body have obviously been changed, and the shoulder that was pierced by the light shuttle has been properly bandaged. At first glance, apart from his face being a little pale, there is nothing serious.

    Long Er and the others had a tacit understanding and did not mention what happened last night, and there seemed to be a flicker in their expressions.

    Absent-minded Mo Yan didn't notice anything strange about the others. His mind was still stuck on the scene last night. Even though his opponent was just an inferior tattoo artist, he could still feel the irresistible pressure.

    To be honest, last night¡¯s battle was quite lucky. If there was no cover of darkness and if the opponent was not careless, the result would be completely different.

    After sorting out his thoughts, he rejected Long Er's offer to stay. After what happened last night, he became more determined to become a tattoo master.

    After returning to the college, Mo Yan immediately brought some gifts to the house of the chore director and politely expressed that he wanted to take a few days off. The latter glanced at the gift box and waved his hand.

    This also has a lot to do with Mo Yan's daily performance. No matter what dirty work is given to him, he will always complete it brilliantly. The superiors will naturally see it, so the chore director will readily approve him.  months of sick leave.

    After forcing himself back to the dormitory, he lay on the bed as if exhausted. The wound on his shoulder could not heal so quickly. If he moved a little bigger, the wound would transmit a huge pain. In order not to show his abnormality in front of others,  Sex, he gritted his teeth and persisted.

    Leaning on the bedside, his body was aching and tired, but Mo Yan's mind was free. Judging from his injury, it would take less than ten and a half months to recover. He had to find something to do.

    Somehow, he remembered the mysterious stone and played with it repeatedly, but he only heard some voices saying, "please exercise more."

    He complained endlessly about this. After spending so much money from him, he got such a result, which would make no one feel comfortable.

    With a thought in my heart, I thought of those weird movements in my mind, how about giving it a try?

    Although he didn¡¯t know what these movements were for, there was no harm in trying them. He always felt that there were some secrets hidden in this stone.

    Since idleness is idle anyway, Mo Yan just does what he says.

    He couldn¡¯t tell the order of the movements in this set of Five Animals, so he could only choose the simplest movements in his opinion.

    According to the text information attached, he tried his best to relax his muscles, adjust his breathing, and relax his mind. Then he followed the pattern and stood there for half an hour.

    In his current state, doing so would inevitably lead to some hardship, but the persistence in his heart overcame everything.

    Half an hour later.

    Most of Mo Yan's clothes were soaked with sweat, and his face looked tired, but his eyes seemed a little brighter.

    He couldn¡¯t tell what was different about him, but he felt vaguely tired and felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

    Since then, when I wake up every morning, I feel exhausted and sweat profusely without doing a few movements, but my whole body seems more energetic.

    Combining the text information in the appendix, Mo Yan gradually sorted out some clues about the entire set of actions.

    This is a set of health-care methods created by imitating the movements of five animals in prehistoric civilization. Its function is similar to the aerobics popular today, but the effect is better.

    While Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, he was also slightly disappointed.

    Wu Qinxi naturally has to continue practicing. Anyway, he has the habit of practicing aerobics before.

    A week passed like this, and Mo Yan's injury healed a lot. His injured arm could already do some simple movements, but he couldn't use much force, and his mind began to get excited.

    It was not an option to just sit back and have nothing, so he decided to go to Brother Fang's stone tattoo shop to pick up some work.

    I don¡¯t know if it was because of practicing Wu Qin Xi, but some color returned to Mo Yan¡¯s face.

    Walking on the street, looking at the people coming and going, he felt a little in a trance, always feeling that there was something strange around him.

    At this time, a loudspeaker on the roof not far away suddenly played a piece of rock music. Mo Yan's body suddenly trembled, and then he became furious. The people in this store were so unethical. The sound of the speaker was turned up so loud, trying to scare him.  Dead person?

    He looked at the signboard of the store - Taigao Music and remembered it in his heart.

    ¡° Then a look of suspicion appeared on his face. The reactions of other people around him were too normal, and they didn¡¯t seem to feel the terrifying sound coming from the speakers not far away.

    YesAre you too sensitive?

    It must be because you stayed in the hut for too long, right?

    Finding a plausible reason, he suppressed the doubts in his heart.

    When he walked into Aoqi Pattern Stone Store, the first thing he saw was the two beautiful but not enthusiastic female salespersons. As soon as he glanced at them, Mo Yan couldn't help but was a little stunned. Brother Fang was not there.

    After asking the people next to me, I found out that Brother Fang had not been here for several days.

    "You must be Mr. Mo. Brother Fang told me before he left that if you come to take over the maintenance work, you can leave it to me." A beautiful figure walked up.

    They are also acquaintances. One of the two female salespersons seems to be named Liu Ling. They have met each other a lot, but they have not had the opportunity to interact with each other. The women here are very discerning. It can be seen that he does not have much money and never asks for help.  He promotes products and stuff like that.

    He raised his head, glanced at the other party, and said with a slight blush: "I wonder when Brother Fang will be back?"

    "I don't know that clearly."

    "Oh." Mo Yan responded with some disappointment, but he was still getting by. He grinned at the female salesperson and said, "Sister Ling, I'll trouble you about the stone pattern."

    "Well, come this way."

    ¡°As she spoke, Liu Ling took out the key from the counter and went to Brother Fang¡¯s previous place. She opened the box and saw two boxes inside, marked with the words ¡°to be repaired¡±. She knew that this was the thing.

    Put the two boxes on the counter, point to the boxes and say: "No, it's right here, pick your own."

    A new customer came to the store soon. Judging from the clothing and temperament, he was definitely a big customer. Liu Ling immediately greeted him with great enthusiasm.

    ¡°You need a new hair dryer?¡±

    "Of course, a beautiful lady like you must take good care of her hair, otherwise it will be a waste of God's blessing."

    "This is the latest type of hot air rhyolite in our store. It is handmade by Mr. Kang, a famous painting master in the city. It has five gears that you can adjust freely. It is most suitable for women like you. This kind of  Mr. Kang only made five pieces of this model, and this is the last piece, so if you want to buy it, be early.¡±

    The goods are good, but the price is also astonishingly expensive. Just a piece of second-order rhyolite can cost Mo Yan several years of salary. This kind of luxury product is not something ordinary people can afford.

    He casually picked out ten patterned stones from two boxes. Without looking at them carefully, he said hello and walked out the door.

    If he looked back at this time, he would probably recognize this customer as an acquaintance. But at this time, he was wondering what kind of trouble Brother Fang had encountered, but he was not in the mood to care about those wealthy ladies.

    After swiping the card, Ai Jiao turned around amid the praises and happened to see a blue figure with a vaguely familiar figure. Before she could think about it, the other person had disappeared from sight. Liu Yue frowned slightly and tilted her head.  What to think.

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