Urban Martial Arts System

Chapter 40: Eight Doors of Yishu

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.

“Fourth brother, it’s been a long time!” Zhou Guorong stepped forward and hugged Zhou Guoning tightly.

“Big Brother…” Zhou Guoning’s 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.

“Okay, okay, let’s talk about it later. Don’t let the old man wait for a long time.” 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.

“Dad…” Zhou Guorong’s tears flowed. “Dad, Guorong is back.”

The old man stayed for a while, then took two steps forward. Zhou Guorong hurriedly stepped forward and supported the old man.

“Just come back. Guorong, you haven’t come back to see the old man for five years. Are you not going to leave this time?” Old man Zhou, who had always been strong, was also showing a kind side and tightly grasped Zhou Guorong’s hand.

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“I won’t leave. I won’t leave. I’m not leaving this time.” Zhou Guorong repeatedly said.

“Hey, you don’t 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. “Elder Zhou sighed. “You have been strong since you were young. When someone secretly said a few words, you left Yanping. You are naive! You didn’t think, I’m not dead yet. Who dares to underestimate my Zhou family? I will beat them up.”

Zhou Ping’s face turned red while listening. His father left Yanping that year because he was so poorly qualified that his father didn’t want him to live in ridicule.

“Dad, I was ignorant that time. Now it’s fine, Ping’er will live a good life.” Zhou Guorong mentioned Zhou Ping, and his face flushed. “Ping’er, come over and say hello to Grandpa.” Zhou Guorong waved to Zhou Ping, and Zhou Ping came over.

“Grandpa, I miss you so much!” Zhou Ping grabbed old man Zhou’s hand at once.

It’s not Zhou Ping’s 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.

“Okay, okay… Grandpa misses you too! I haven’t seen you for five years, and Ping’er is so tall now. You have suffered these years. Your dad can go back, but you can’t leave this time. Just stay in Yanping and accompany grandpa.” Seeing Zhou Ping, Mr. Zhou’s face was pampered.

“Haha, Dad. Aping is no longer a kid. What do you think this is?” Zhou Guoan smiled and took out a book.

“What is this?” Elder Zhou took the book, and he couldn’t avert his eyes after opening it.

After a full stick of incense, Mr. Zhou came back to his senses.

“This is the purple technique created by Ping’er himself. ‘The Vajra Body,’ right? What a technique. What a peerless genius. This is a bit more advanced than the ‘Eight Doors of Yishu’ I practiced. Good, good. Our Zhou family has a Qilin.” 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.

“Grandpa, is ‘Eight Doors of Yi Shu’ our Zhou family’s purple technique? Can I take a look?” Zhou Ping started the idea of ?’Eight Doors of Yi Shu.’?I have a system. Maybe I can promote ‘Eight Doors of Yishu’ and make it a golden technique?

“The ‘Eight Doors of Yishu’ and the book ‘The Vajra Body’ you have practiced do not match each other. It is harmful and useless if you read it.” Old man Zhou shook his head and refused Zhou Ping’s request.

Zhou Ping sighed. It seemed that the idea of looking at ‘Eight Doors of Yi Shu’ 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 ‘Eight Doors of Yi Shu’ for the time being.

“Okay, Ping’er, you haven’t returned to the capital for many years, so go out and have fun. Guorong, you guys come with me.” When he saw Zhou Ping, he was a little distracted, thinking Zhou Ping wanted to go out. After all, he hadn’t come back for five years, and old man Zhou could understand that reasoning.

“Then, the grandson will go out first.” Zhou Ping did not refuse. He did not come back for five years, and he did want to wander around.

“By 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,” old man Zhou reminded him.

“Understood. Hehehe, I’ll go to Grandpa Xu’s for lunch. Just thinking of the twice-cooked pork made by Grandpa Xu made my mouth water.” Zhou Ping smirked.

“Go, go, you little monkey can say to him. Even if I want to eat the twice-cooked pork made by him, I can’t eat it.” Old man Zhou laughed and waved his hand. Zhou Ping immediately took Li Xiaoyi and rushed out.

“That girl is the one you who lost the bet, right?” Old man Zhou looked at Li Xiaoyi with a glint in his eyes.

“Yes.” Zhou Guorong nodded.

“She looks good, but not good enough for Ping’er.” Old man Zhou shook his head.

“Let’s just follow Ping’er, since Ping’er has a high vision now,” 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 don’t know what happened to my friends and dogs in the past?

“Well, I’m not in a rush to meet them. I’m going to visit Grandpa Xu at noon. I’ll prepare a gift first.” Zhou Ping thought of Grandpa Xu’s braised pork, and his saliva sputtered.

“It’s still early. let’s go around,” Zhou Ping said to Li Xiaoyi.

“You can decide.” Li Xiaoyi had never been to Yanping, so she let Zhou Ping decide.

The two of them didn’t 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.

“Zhou Ping? Are you Zhou Ping?” The red sports car stopped beside Zhou Ping. The window opened, and an energetic girl came out.

“Yes?” Looking at the girl, Zhou Ping suddenly remembered a stream of memories. “Huo Churou, you are Huo Churou!” Suddenly, Zhou Ping laughed.