"Yangyang, what are you doing when you stand alone?"

The wooden door on the side room was wide open, and a strong old man who was about 1.9 meters tall walked out.

The old man had thin hair, but a troubling of goat beard was well maintained. He was wearing a wide dress similar to a Taoist robe, with grayish-white color, and two black dragons were embroidered on his sleeves and forearms.

This is his grandfather, Wang Xinlong.

Wang Xinlong is 89 years old this year. He has a standard inverted triangle shape, strong muscles and strong spirit. His eyes are bright and energetic. Looking at people for a long time will give people an aggressive and strong sense.

Because he has been practicing boxing for a long time, his upper body muscles are extremely developed and his figure is a bit distorted.

Moreover, the left upper arm had been injured before, so he always wore a black metal arm guard.

When I was a child, Wang Yiyang always thought that the metal arm guard was cool because there were a lot of beautiful patterns on it.

But later I realized that wearing that thing is actually very hard, especially when it is hot.

When he was young, Wang Xinlong had always been a famous temper nearby. He would hit someone if he had a disagreement.

But as I got older, I became much more peaceful and focused on teaching my disciples and children and grandchildren.

Later, his son had no choice but to give up, so he wanted to take Wang Yiyang to inherit his mantle, but unfortunately Wang Yiyang refused to do it.

The forced melon is not sweet, so Wang Xinlong had no choice but to pin his hope on his disciples.

"Are you in good health? You woke up so quickly." Wang Xinlong laughed and patted Wang Yiyang on the shoulder.

"Fortunately, I also have a gym in the company and often exercise with my colleagues." Wang Yiyang calmed down and replied with a smile.

He didn't know what the feeling was like just now, but he vaguely thought it was related to the eldest brother Zhong Can.

Could it be that Zhong Can already have bad intentions at this time?

Wang Yiyang's heart sternly.

At this time, he suddenly felt a little regretful, regretting that he had not learned his grandfather's martial arts seriously since childhood, so that he was now helpless and helpless.

Not to mention fighting with martial arts, it is just a simple comparison of body shape. If the eldest brother Zhong Can is really malicious, killing him is like killing a chicken.

He had seen Zhong Can carry his strength.

The hundreds of kilograms of stone mill in the corner of the yard were like carrying a piece of dried tofu, extremely relaxed.

'But now it is modern society, martial arts and other things have long been outdated. My choice is not wrong. It’s just that my life plan has not really developed yet.' Wang Yiyang retorted in his heart.

"How is it? I haven't been back for so long, do you still feel used to it?" Wang Xinlong walked to the side with his hands behind his back and leaned against the tree trunk to look at the night sky.

"Fortunately, there are a lot of insects, so it's useless to apply deworming water." Wang Yiyang answered honestly.

"That's your blood type." The old man smiled, "Those mosquitoes are used to eating our blood and want to change their taste. The same is true for your father. Every time you come, the mosquitoes will bite you."

Wang Yiyang smiled. "Have you ever thought about moving to the city?"

"If you don't go, what's good about the city? You have to compete with people for a place to exercise. The territories with such a big slap in the park have to pay for any damage if they break it. Trouble!

It’s not as delicate as the countryside, but not so delicate.”

"But if you are alone in the countryside, what if you get sick or something?" Wang Yiyang advised.

"Don't I have so many apprentices here? Brother Zhong Can is here too, are you afraid that no one will take care of me?" Wang Xinlong laughed. "You're still worried that you'll be better off yourself. Find me a granddaughter-in-law soon and give me a great-grandson for me to play with."

Wang Yiyang casually chatted with his grandfather. He hadn't chatted with the old man like he is now for many years.

I am either busy with study or work.

It was getting late and the moonlight like gauze was shining. The old man stood for a while and burped, as if he was in high spirits. He began to talk to his grandson with his mouth.

During the chat, Wang Yiyang wanted to hint several times but didn't know how to speak.

After finally speaking it out loud, the old man treated his words as a joke or a dream, and waved his hand and passed it over, not caring about it.

Wang Yiyang was also helpless.

"I tell you that the one you learned has no future at all. What a bullshit Internet job, it's not just for people to work. It's useless for a few thousand yuan a month, but it's not enough for me to drink."

The old man burped and continued.

"If you ask me, just go back to the martial arts school and learn martial arts well. Even if I can't learn well, I will still have some industries to take for you in the future. It's better than working for others outside and being exploited."

Wang Yiyang was so upset by his words, but after all, it was his grandfather, so he had to endure it.

But his young man became angry and was scolded for a long time and said that his study and hard work were useless. He was speechless and couldn't help but reply.

"Actually, I'm not as bad as you think."

He was born in a family with average conditions, and his parents were travel journalists. This is a new profession in recent years. He specializes in going to tourist attractions everywhere for testing and verification, and then writes column articles.

My parents have low incomes and cannot see people all year round.

So he was almost raised by his grandparents since he was a child.

Later, when the rebellious period came, I came with my grandfather every day, and then I was beaten every day.

Wang Yiyang is also very strong when he gets tough. No matter how badly he is beaten, he will never give in.

Later, Wang Xinlong got drunk and beat Wang Yiyang into a heavy spleen bleeding when he beat his grandson. He almost burped and was beaten by his grandmother on the spot.

After that, he never beat Wang Yiyang again and no longer forced his grandson to learn martial arts.

Later, Wang Yiyang became a little older and more sensible, and began to study hard and go to a better city in school.

So the grandfather and grandson gradually became distant.

It was not until later that Wang Yiyang went to college and had more free time, so he gradually contacted more.

In fact, Wang Yiyang has been taking care of everything about his life since high school. His parents rarely ask him about his affairs except for sending him money every month.

He is also very well-behaved and sensible, and never gets invited to parents.

Later, he went to another place to study in college, and he had fewer contacts. Usually, it was common to make phone calls once a month.

Later, after graduating, Wang Yiyang did not continue to take the postgraduate entrance examination, but instead directly found a job with a corresponding major in Internet product appraiser.

"Not that bad? Are you not that product appraiser? Haha, I asked for it for a month at most 5,000." The old man stretched out five fingers at this time, with a sarcastic look on his face.

""Wang Yiyang was speechless.

After coming back to his senses, he quickly described the strange feeling he had just now to his grandfather in detail.

"That was scared by something, and the gods were moved." Wang Xinlong frowned and said, "It's nothing big, just you don't watch ghost movies and horror movies in your daily life and calm your mind."

"What is concentration god?"

"When I am strong, watching ghost movies and horror movies is called using stimulation to exercise my spirit.

But if you are weak in your own spirit, look at these things and will shake your spirit.

If the spirit is not solid, the energy will not go smoothly, and the body will naturally be affected. If you keep moving, you will be timid and afraid of things."

"I understand." Wang Yiyang nodded and expressed his understanding.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and go back to bed. It's getting late." The old man chatted for a long time, and finally felt a little tired. He turned around and swayed back to the room with his hands behind his back.

Wang Yiyang watched the other party leave, and his heart was filled with emotion

In the house.

Zhong Can stood by the window, looking calm and indifferent.

His strong body is like a human sculpture in the dark, hard with some inexplicable horror.

‘Wang Yiyang seemed to have discovered something?’ Black Silkworm.

He lowered his head, looked at the fluorescent light on his phone, and pressed the button quickly to send encrypted messages.

Beep, the phone is coming back to the reply.

‘Do you want to kill him in advance? To avoid any mistakes.’ Dada.

‘He will leave the day after tomorrow, and he will start on the way back.’ Black Silkworm.

‘You come or I?’ Dada.

‘You. Wang Xinlong will notice it if I take action.’ Black Silkworm.

‘Okay, just let him have a car accident.’ Dada.

‘Yes, but if he really finds something, I will take action directly. You are ready to cooperate at any time.’ Black Silkworm.

‘Of course.’ Dada.

Bang.

The mobile phone screen instantly clears all information, and then the screen automatically closes, as if an invisible hand is cleaning up all the chat traces.

Zhong Can raised his head and looked at the crossbows on the beams in the darkness. He didn't move for a long time

The night gradually deepened.

Wang Yiyang changed into pajamas and lay on his back on the bed in the room.

The sound of a nanny fetching water and watering flowers in the yard outside was faintly heard.

The well water hits the metal bucket, making continuous brisk sounds. It blends with the silence around it late at night, making it even quieter.
To be continued...