Hokage: You call this Taijutsu?

In the early morning, Qinghe opened his eyes in a daze, looking at the strange yet somewhat familiar scenes around him, he couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

What's going on...why did you come to the hospital?

Looking at the hanging bottle in his hand, Qinghe suddenly recalled that it seemed that he saved a little girl on the way to school on the first day.

Something's wrong, wasn't it because the restriction was turned on at that time, and after saving the little girl, he was wiped out?

Could it be that I remembered it wrong?After saving the little girl, he was just hit by a car?

Qinghe tried his best to recall the memory before coma, but this action made his head ache violently.

"Okay...it hurts..."

As if hearing the groans in the room, a nurse hurriedly opened the door and walked in.

After checking Qinghe, a young man in a white coat soon came to the ward and stood in front of the bed.

The doctor's examination was more comprehensive. Once Qinghe was examined, the young man in a white coat nodded towards the pale Qinghe.

"It shouldn't be a serious problem. The reason for the coma is probably due to the impact on the head, which may have caused your head to be traumatized. You are still showing some concussion symptoms, but the others are fine. Rest well boy, you are very Great! The girl's parents have already paid all your medical expenses, and the hospital has also learned about your behavior, so they waived a lot of expenses for you, so you can recuperate with peace of mind."

After admonishing with kindness on his face, the doctor took all the nurses away and let Qinghe continue to recuperate.

My mind was a little dizzy, Qinghe thought for a while, anyway, the doctor had already examined him, and he was sure that there was nothing wrong with him, so he might as well continue to sleep again.

Because of Qinghe's brave behavior, the doctors and nurses in the hospital treated him very preferentially during his hospitalization.

During this time, the little girl who was rescued by Qinghe also visited Qinghe several times with her parents, but the strange thing was that his master never showed up.

That's right, after the master sent him down the mountain, he told him to let him live an ordinary life and not to be involved in the martial arts circle.

Master may not know that he was in a car accident...

After half a month like this, Qinghe was discharged from the hospital smoothly after the doctor had carefully checked his body and all indicators were normal.

Carrying his own backpack, Qinghe did not report to the school immediately, but returned to his residence in this city.

This residence was arranged for him by his master, because he was sent up the mountain by his parents since he was a child, and it was said that he was sent up the mountain, but in fact he was no different from an abandoned one.

Although his master has always emphasized that he is not a child that no one wants, but this point is inevitable in his heart.

That's why, after going down the mountain, he didn't intend to go back to his biological parents' home, but chose to live alone.

This property was vacated by his master's old friend's family. The old friend's family is abroad, so this yard has been handed over to his master to take care of it.

After going down the mountain, Qinghe is going to live here.It's just that before he could come here, he had a car accident and was hospitalized.

"Why does this place feel familiar?"

The wooden door in the front yard, and a towering tree, the strange thing is that there is a very smooth area on the tree, as if someone has been rubbing against the same position all year round, and it is hard to slip.

"Strange, could it be that people who practice martial arts lived in this courtyard before?"

Qinghe looked puzzled, but he didn't think much about it when he thought that it was an old friend of his master, and it was normal for people who practiced martial arts to live here.

But when he saw the big wooden barrel in the backyard and various equipment for practicing physical skills, his head began to ache sharply.

Qinghe knelt on the ground with his head covered, flashing scenes flashed through his mind, but he couldn't grasp any of them.

Soon he was fainted by the severe pain.

When he woke up, it was already dark.

Qinghe shook his head, and found that his head didn't hurt anymore, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"This can't be a sequela of a concussion... Hey, forget it..."

Originally, he planned to pat a few times on the big tree to practice his hands, but suddenly realized that he could no longer practice, so he returned to the house with a depressed expression.

The facilities in the house were very simple, which made him feel very familiar, but also because it was too simple, he didn't have such a headache this time as before.

In this way, Qinghe moved into the new residence. After living here, he also began to live the life of an ordinary young man.

Go to school during the day and make up lessons at night.

Because he is a transfer student, and his age is still relatively old.According to his age, everyone else has gone to college, but he can only transfer to high school.

So after school, he still needs to make up for the missing lessons. In short, he is very busy.

But because it is different from the boring practice, Qinghe himself enjoys it.

When he is free, he watches anime, surfs the Internet, and lives an ordinary life like other young people according to his preferences.

And after he had a headache on the first day of moving into the new residence, he never had a headache again, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

In this way, a year passed.

Qinghe's efforts were not in vain. He successfully graduated from high school and was admitted to an ordinary university.

Of course, if he is given more time, he believes that he can do better, but for some reason, there is always a thought that prompts him to leave here quickly and go to a brand new place.

Looking at everything in the yard, Qinghe's eyes were gentle. He bought a train ticket, and in a few hours he will take the train to another relatively distant city to start a new life.

He was a little bit reluctant to be here, but he was full of expectations for a new life.

Looking at the big tree in the front yard, Qinghe felt an impulse.

Because he knew that he could no longer cultivate, so this year, he tried his best to ignore the big tree in the front yard. He was afraid that he couldn't help it, so he couldn't help practicing.

But this time he didn't restrain his impulse, because he was about to leave here, even if it was the last time, he still wanted to touch this big tree, even if it was just saying goodbye to his past self.

Walking into the big tree, Qinghe looked at the smooth piece of bark on the tree. For some reason, he was a little scared, but he still touched it.

so familiar...

Qinghe clutched his head, the headache that hadn't happened for a year had happened again.

But this time he persisted and did not fall down. The pain aroused his bloodiness, and the unwillingness in his heart drove him crazy and made his consciousness more clear.

Soon, familiar fragments began to flicker in his mind, but it was different from last time, this time, he finally saw these familiar fragments clearly!