Chapter 40: Eight Doors of Yishu
Urban Martial Arts System
Chapter 40: Eight Doors of Yishu
Standing at the door of the main house was the youngest of the four brothers of the Zhou family, Zhou Guoning.
âFourth brother, itâs been a long time!â Zhou Guorong stepped forward and hugged Zhou Guoning tightly.
âBig Brotherâ¦â Zhou Guoningâs eyes were also red.
Among his brothers, Zhou Guorong favored Zhou Guoning most. When Zhou Guorong left Yanping with Zhou Ping, Zhou Guoning chased after him several times. After coming back, Zhou Guoning and Zhou Guoan picked several powerful people who had secretly ridiculed Zhou Ping.
âOkay, okay, letâs talk about it later. Donât let the old man wait for a long time.â Zhou Guosheng and Zhou Guoan said with a smile.
The two nodded, and the group stepped into the main house. In there, an old man was walking back and forth with his hands behind his back. Seeing the door being pushed open, the old man raised his head.
âDadâ¦â Zhou Guorongâs tears flowed. âDad, Guorong is back.â
The old man stayed for a while, then took two steps forward. Zhou Guorong hurriedly stepped forward and supported the old man.
âJust come back. Guorong, you havenât come back to see the old man for five years. Are you not going to leave this time?â Old man Zhou, who had always been strong, was also showing a kind side and tightly grasped Zhou Guorongâs hand.
âI wonât leave. I wonât leave. Iâm not leaving this time.â Zhou Guorong repeatedly said.
âHey, you donât have to coax the old man anymore. You are now a busy man. As long as you can come back and see the old man during the holidays, I will be satisfied. âElder Zhou sighed. âYou have been strong since you were young. When someone secretly said a few words, you left Yanping. You are naive! You didnât think, Iâm not dead yet. Who dares to underestimate my Zhou family? I will beat them up.â
Zhou Pingâs face turned red while listening. His father left Yanping that year because he was so poorly qualified that his father didnât want him to live in ridicule.
âDad, I was ignorant that time. Now itâs fine, Pingâer will live a good life.â Zhou Guorong mentioned Zhou Ping, and his face flushed. âPingâer, come over and say hello to Grandpa.â Zhou Guorong waved to Zhou Ping, and Zhou Ping came over.
âGrandpa, I miss you so much!â Zhou Ping grabbed old man Zhouâs hand at once.
Itâs not Zhou Pingâs sentimentalism, Zhou Ping really liked the old man. It was the so-called inter-generational relationship. The old man Zhou was much better to Zhou Ping than to his four sons. No matter what needs Zhou Ping had, old man Zhou would meet them. No matter what trouble Zhou Ping had caused, old man Zhou would settle it and not scold Zhou Ping.
âOkay, okay⦠Grandpa misses you too! I havenât seen you for five years, and Pingâer is so tall now. You have suffered these years. Your dad can go back, but you canât leave this time. Just stay in Yanping and accompany grandpa.â Seeing Zhou Ping, Mr. Zhouâs face was pampered.
âHaha, Dad. Aping is no longer a kid. What do you think this is?â Zhou Guoan smiled and took out a book.
âWhat is this?â Elder Zhou took the book, and he couldnât avert his eyes after opening it.
After a full stick of incense, Mr. Zhou came back to his senses.
âThis is the purple technique created by Pingâer himself. âThe Vajra Body,â right? What a technique. What a peerless genius. This is a bit more advanced than the âEight Doors of Yishuâ I practiced. Good, good. Our Zhou family has a Qilin.â When he closed the book, his eyes were full of complex emotions. There was joy, relief, and a feeling that his grandson had finally grown up.
âGrandpa, is âEight Doors of Yi Shuâ our Zhou familyâs purple technique? Can I take a look?â Zhou Ping started the idea of ?âEight Doors of Yi Shu.â?I have a system. Maybe I can promote âEight Doors of Yishuâ and make it a golden technique?
âThe âEight Doors of Yishuâ and the book âThe Vajra Bodyâ you have practiced do not match each other. It is harmful and useless if you read it.â Old man Zhou shook his head and refused Zhou Pingâs request.
Zhou Ping sighed. It seemed that the idea of looking at âEight Doors of Yi Shuâ was temporarily impossible. Old man Zhou said no twice. Since he said that it was not suitable for him to look at, he should not mention âEight Doors of Yi Shuâ for the time being.
âOkay, Pingâer, you havenât returned to the capital for many years, so go out and have fun. Guorong, you guys come with me.â When he saw Zhou Ping, he was a little distracted, thinking Zhou Ping wanted to go out. After all, he hadnât come back for five years, and old man Zhou could understand that reasoning. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âThen, the grandson will go out first.â Zhou Ping did not refuse. He did not come back for five years, and he did want to wander around.
âBy the way, since you are back, I will visit your grandfather Xu in the afternoon. Otherwise, be careful and show your Grandpa Xu your face at that time,â old man Zhou reminded him.
âUnderstood. Hehehe, Iâll go to Grandpa Xuâs for lunch. Just thinking of the twice-cooked pork made by Grandpa Xu made my mouth water.â Zhou Ping smirked.
âGo, go, you little monkey can say to him. Even if I want to eat the twice-cooked pork made by him, I canât eat it.â Old man Zhou laughed and waved his hand. Zhou Ping immediately took Li Xiaoyi and rushed out.
âThat girl is the one you who lost the bet, right?â Old man Zhou looked at Li Xiaoyi with a glint in his eyes.
âYes.â Zhou Guorong nodded.
âShe looks good, but not good enough for Pingâer.â Old man Zhou shook his head.
âLetâs just follow Pingâer, since Pingâer has a high vision now,â Zhou Guorong answered with a smile.
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Zhou Ping took Li Xiaoyi and ran out of the Zhou family compound. I have been out of town these years. I donât know what happened to my friends and dogs in the past?
âWell, Iâm not in a rush to meet them. Iâm going to visit Grandpa Xu at noon. Iâll prepare a gift first.â Zhou Ping thought of Grandpa Xuâs braised pork, and his saliva sputtered.
âItâs still early. letâs go around,â Zhou Ping said to Li Xiaoyi.
âYou can decide.â Li Xiaoyi had never been to Yanping, so she let Zhou Ping decide.
The two of them didnât take the car. They walked and went shopping.
Zhou Ping looked at the familiar scenery around him and kept reminiscing about the past in his mind. A red sports car whizzed past Zhou Ping. But it did not go far and went back.
âZhou Ping? Are you Zhou Ping?â The red sports car stopped beside Zhou Ping. The window opened, and an energetic girl came out.
âYes?â Looking at the girl, Zhou Ping suddenly remembered a stream of memories. âHuo Churou, you are Huo Churou!â Suddenly, Zhou Ping laughed.