That night, the Zhou family, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren all arrived in Yancheng.

In Yancheng tonight, the temperature is exceptionally cold.

The whole city is filled with a chill of slaughter!

A cold mountain villa in Yancheng, after the death of Mr. Zhou, his body was transported here, and there was a mourning hall, which was extremely simple!

The Zhou family came from Shanghai and Beijing overnight, all dressed plainly.

For the sake of unnecessary trouble and speculation from the outside world, everyone in the Zhou family has been given a secret order, and all of them are not allowed to wear linen and filial piety!

One after another, ordinary cars stopped at the gate of Hanshan Villa.

The current head of the Zhou family, Zhou Chongyue, that is, Zhou Changping's eldest son, was the first to arrive at Hanshan Villa, with three sons and two grandsons.

After entering the manor and verifying his identity, Zhou Chongyue was full of seriousness, and hurriedly came to the main hall of the manor with people to worship the old man.

He must be present, as the eldest son, he must receive the hangers from below.

The news of Mr. Zhou's death also informed some of his close friends who had made him before.

In the main hall, Chen Ping stood in front of the mourning hall and stood with his hands in his hands.

On both sides of the main hall, the six masters all had solemn expressions.

The myth of the Seven Masters of the National Art Realm, from today onwards, there are only six left.

"Who are you? Why don't you bow down to my grandfather!"

Suddenly, at the door of the main hall, an unruly male voice came.

The fourth generation of the Zhou family, the eldest grandson of Zhou Chongyue, had an angry chill on his face at this moment, and pointed at Chen Ping in the main hall and said angrily.

He didn't expect that in front of Grandpa Tai's mourning hall, there were still people standing with their hands in their hands, so arrogant.

Chen Ping frowned, turned around, and saw seven or eight people hurriedly stepping into the door.

Zhou Chongyue, the head of the Zhou family, immediately turned his head and reprimanded his eldest grandson when he saw Chen Ping's own deity: "Shut up! This is Chen Shao!"

After that, Zhou Chongyue hurriedly stepped forward, originally wanting to meet Chen Ping first.

But Chen Ping shook his head.

Zhou Chongyue bent over, then walked to the mourning hall, put three sticks of incense on the old man, and then led the four generations of heirs of the Zhou family to kneel and bow, before turning around and respectfully saying to Chen Ping: "Chen Shao, please forgive Qingyun for being rude and reckless." ”

Chen Ping glanced at the young man hiding on Zhou Chongyue's body, who was only in his twenties, and his eyes were red at the moment.

"Qingyun, still don't apologize to Chen Shao?" Zhou Chongyue turned around and shouted.

That Zhou Qingyun immediately stood up, bent down and apologized: "I'm sorry." ”

Chen Ping nodded, he wouldn't say anything about this trivial matter, and said: "Tonight, it's your Zhou family's home field, just treat me as a hanger." ”

"Yes, Chen Shao. ”

Zhou Chongyue said, and then led the clansmen to kneel in the mourning hall, waiting for the condolences of the hangers.

It was Zhou Qingyun and a few juniors, peeking at Chen Ping from time to time, muttering something quietly.

"Brother Qingyun, he is Chen Shao, so young. ”

A boy of about eighteen or nineteen years old looked at Chen Ping standing in the corner with admiration.

Zhou Qingyun didn't seem to be convinced, and secretly clenched his fists and said, "Hmph, I must be even better than him in the future!"

This is the contest between men.

He was in the Zhou family, and he had always heard about how Chen Shao was, so he was naturally unconvinced!

The Zhou family needs his Zhou family to work hard!

No need to resort to outsiders!

"Brother Qingyun, you keep quiet, if your grandfather hears you, you will be trained again. ”

The little boy hurriedly said.

Not long after, Zhou Lingxuan and Zhou Zhixue came from Shanghai.

As soon as she entered the door, Zhou Lingxuan was already crying.

"Grandpa, woo woo......" Zhou Lingxuan threw herself in the mourning hall, crying very sadly.

It was the Zhou family who pulled her away, and she was comforted.

Chen Ping watched Zhou Lingxuan tear everyone apart, covered his face and ran out.

Zhou Chongyue asked someone to chase after him, and Chen Ping shook his head helplessly and said, "I'll go." ”

After all, he promised Mr. Zhou to take care of Zhou Lingxuan for him.

When Zhou Chongyue heard this, he arched his hand and said, "Then it will be troublesome to Chen Shao." ”

Chen Ping walked out of the hall of the villa and came to the artificial lake in the corner of the manor.

Here, he saw Zhou Lingxuan squatting on the ground, hugging his knees and crying bitterly.

He didn't bother, but watched from a distance, and when she finally finished crying, Chen Ping slowly stepped forward, handed her a tissue and said, "Wipe your face." ”

Zhou Lingxuan didn't answer, her eyes were lonely and red and swollen looking at the reflection on the lake, and the whole person curled up and hugged her knees, sobbing and choking, looking very sad and aggrieved.

"Grandpa is gone, and he said that he will wait for me to get married. ”

"Grandpa is the best to me, he will buy me everything, every time I get into trouble, it is my grandfather who loves me, obviously we have only been separated for a few days......"

"He doesn't keep his word, he's a big liar!"

Zhou Lingxuan said to herself, and Chen Ping listened quietly.

"Mr. Zhou deserves everyone's respect. Chen Ping said.

"I don't need him to be respected, I just want him to be with me safely, I don't want him to be a hero. Zhou Lingxuan cried very sadly, with tears flashing in her eyes.

After Chen Ping was silent for a moment, there was sadness in his eyes, and he said: "When I was twelve years old, my mother left me forever, and at that time, I was almost the same as you are now, and even cried more than you. ”

When Zhou Lingxuan heard this, she tilted her head, looked at Chen Ping with some puzzlement, and said crisply: "Did you lose your mother at the age of twelve?"

Chen Ping lowered his eyebrows, looked at Zhou Lingxuan who was squatting on the ground beside him, nodded and said, "Well, twelve years old." During that time, I closed myself off, I didn't see anyone, I didn't listen to anyone who came to persuade me, I hid in my own little world. At that time, I thought, my mother is so good, like an angel, why did God take her? I hate God, I hate the unfairness of the world. However, as I grew up, I realized that all destiny has its own arrangement, and we should not dwell on the past, but look up to the future. It is terrible to lose a loved one, but there are many more relatives waiting for us around us, they need me, they need me to stand up, they need me to be strong. ”

Chen Ping talked a lot, chatting with Zhou Lingxuan about the past and talking about his heart by the lake.

Slowly, Zhou Lingxuan's mood gradually calmed down.

She clenched her little fists and said, "Brother Chen Ping, I understand, I will work hard, I want to learn the martial arts of the Zhou family, I want to avenge my grandfather, and I want to defend the dignity of the Zhou family!"

Chen Ping touched Zhou Lingxuan's little head and said, "Let's go back." ”

"Hmm. Zhou Lingxuan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, gritted her teeth and stood up.

The two walked one after the other to the manor hall.

However, in the distance, they heard in the hall that there seemed to be an argument!

"Mr. Xing, this is the old man's mourning hall, why do you wait so uninvited and forcibly break into the mourning hall!"

Zhou Chongyue roared with cold eyes, staring at the dozen or so people outside the hall!

Behind Zhou Chongyue, there were all the heirs of the Zhou family, all of them were indignant and glaring angrily!

On the opposite side, it was Xing Yue, the masked man, who took the lead, and behind him, twelve men in tunics were all full of murderous intent!

Xing Yue stood with his hands in his hands, dressed in a dark green uniform, with badges on his chest and shoulders, a sword at his waist, full of coldness, and said coldly: "I heard that Mr. Zhou died of illness, and the order of the lord was sealed, I came to offer condolences, and by the way, I took back a thing." ”