Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 52: When you go out, you are already in the world

"After seeing my mother, I went to Longhu Martial Arts School...

Counting the time, Master Dong has passed away for the second day, and it is also today that relatives and friends pay their respects. "

A master-disciple scene.

No matter what, there is always some affection.

Although Zhou Ping'an entered the Longhu Martial Arts School at the age of fifteen, he was considered a tuition-paying student, not a direct disciple.

Even, I didn’t learn any real passing skills.

Generally speaking, Master Dong is still very kind to him and is a very responsible old man.

Due to both emotion and reason, Zhou Pingan had to go.

Regrettably, since Master Dong's accident, he has been detained as a suspect by a group of Yao Zhenbang. He has been interrogated repeatedly and cannot escape.

At night, it was another step into the opposite world.

After all, I didn’t make it.

Thinking that Master Dong's family had been in decline in recent years, leaving only an only daughter, he rushed back from Kyoto to take care of his funeral affairs.

Most likely, not many people even worshiped.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ping'an felt a sense of impermanence in the world again.

Speaking of which, Master Dong is actually a good person.

He shouldn't have such an ending.

I don’t know if the junior sister can hold on, and will she be in danger?

……

With some random past events in his mind, Zhou Pingan came to the fifth floor of the inpatient department of Dongjiang People's Hospital.

The faces of mother and sister Zhou Lan were a little ugly.

Turning his eyes, he saw a pot of thirteen yellow chrysanthemums placed on the bedside table.

Zhou Ping'an felt angry and rushed to the top door.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, suppressed the worries in his heart, and pretended as if nothing had happened.

"Mom, Xiaolan, come here, let's have breakfast."

"There are my favorite pork wontons..."

Zhou Lan is an easily satisfied character.

I don’t have high requirements for food and clothing, let alone any comparisons.

Even when it comes to her grades and school applications, she doesn't really compare herself with others. She's just about the same.

Although she was already hungry, Zhou Lan did not eat her bowl of wontons first. Instead, she picked up her mother on the hospital bed and fed her porridge.

I couldn't help mumbling.

"Brother, what does your colleague think?

I said I was here to visit a doctor early in the morning, but I actually gave him yellow chrysanthemums... and he kept talking about trains. Who is he? "

Although the little girl is only a student, she does not understand some human affairs in society.

On the contrary, today’s children become sensible very early.

Although I was unhappy, I didn't say much at the time.

It wasn't until the visiting patient left and saw his brother that he couldn't help but complain.

"Oh, who came to visit the patient? What did he say..."

"He looks like he is in his early thirties, tall and thin, with straight eyes, which makes him look a little uncomfortable.

By the way, there is a black mole above his left eyebrow. "

Zhou Lan gestured with one hand and spoke angrily.

“He also said that my brother might make a fortune or something might happen to him.

Congratulations to my messy mother. She will be blessed in the future. She will no longer need to be hospitalized frequently to take inhibitors. Buying a shot of cell repair solution can alleviate radiation sickness to a great extent..."

The more Zhou Pingan listened, the more murderous intent grew in his heart.

He basically understood something.

How is this congratulations?
Combined with the thirteen yellow chrysanthemums on the bedside table.

It's obviously a death threat.

'Yao Zhenbang's group? '

'Probably not. Although Yao behaves radically, he also has a good reputation. Even if he wants to play tricks outside the game, he won't be so rough. '

'Then it should be the mysterious organization related to Master Dong.

In the beginning, Master Dong was forced to hide, but in the end he still couldn't escape death. The force behind it should be very capable. '

Unfortunately, in the police station files, the mysterious organization involved in the Wenshan case was briefly mentioned and nothing was written clearly.

So much so that Zhou Ping'an didn't even know who was interested in Master Dong. 'I originally wanted to practice hard during the ten days I came back, and try to divert the attention of Yao Zhenbang and others so that they would not focus on me. '

'But it turns out that I thought too simply. '

'The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop...'

'Sure enough, no matter which world we are in, we always strike first and strike later to control others.

If you want to plan everything before taking action, how can it be so smooth? '

My mind is full of thoughts.

Zhou Pingan's eyes became more and more indifferent.

The murderous intention in his heart became stronger.

Knowing this, no matter what he did, he would still have stepped into the whirlpool.

If you don't find a way to break the situation.

Master Dong’s today.

It is my own tomorrow...

In fact, the other party may have been impatient to wait for a long time.

The means of doing things have changed.

Unexpectedly, he reached out to his family.

'To find out, we must find out who is behind the scenes and find out who is trying to find the cultural relics unearthed from the tomb of General Wenshan.

Only by doing it once and for all can we avoid worries. '

"Xiao An, is your work not going well?"

Zhang Yulian coughed twice, pushed away the porridge bowl, frowned, and asked in a trembling voice.

Mother and son are connected.

She has watched Zhou Pingan grow up since she was a child. Even if she can't tell, she can still guess what Zhou Ping'an is thinking.

Moreover, she has been worried that Zhou Ping'an will do anything for the sake of work.

The child's temperament follows his father's, and he is stubborn.

You know clearly that there is danger, but you still say anything. Some people have to do something...

It's just a job, a salary of several thousand yuan, what are you trying to do with your life?
Three years ago, the child's father never returned, and the police station only sent him a medal of valor and some pensions, which was heartbreaking...

However, now the child has followed his father's old path again.

Sometimes she really wanted to say that the truth was not important, no matter what the murderer was.

Being able to live a peaceful life is better than anything else.

Unfortunately, she also knew that no matter how much she said, it would be useless.

I couldn't persuade that stubborn cow at first.

Today, I can’t persuade my own children.

"Mom, it's okay. Have you met my senior sister? After graduation, she took great care of me.

Don't talk about dangerous things on weekdays. I have never even been out in the field. "

Zhou Pingan quickly comforted.

“I have a clerical job, just typing documents and organizing files, but nothing happens.

However, in this case, promotion will be slower. "

"Slow down, just slow down. Mom doesn't ask for wealth. In a few days, you can find a girlfriend and bring it to Mom.

Tang Tang is not incompetent, but he may be a little too ambitious.

If you two are together in the future, I'm afraid you won't have much time to take care of your family and take care of your children..."

As soon as she mentioned this, Zhang Yulian no longer felt sleepy.

Talking nonchalantly about her daughter-in-law.

I have even started to think about whether the child's nickname should be "Yuanyuan" or "Fangfang".

Zhou Ping'an's head was as big as a bucket after hearing this.

After chatting and laughing with me for a while, I watched my mother eat porridge and steamed buns. She closed her eyes to rest tiredly, then gently took away the yellow chrysanthemums and threw them into the trash can.

I wanted to tell my sister Zhou Lan a few words, but I felt that there was no need to say anything.

Turned around and left the hospital.

Zhou Ping'an's eyes were narrowed to a slit.

The sword is not worn properly.

When you go out, you are already in the world.

(End of this chapter)