Yan Zhuo's mother's name is Huang Mingzhi, yes, she is in her fifties, but because of her long-term illness, her hair is almost gone, her skin is yellow and wrinkled, she looks like a person in her seventies, her mental condition is similar to that of the walking dead.

Huang Mingzhi's facial expression was also stiff, and he could only spit out some words with difficulty, which was not even as energetic as the zombies in Bohai City.

Seeing such a mother was Yan Zhuo's heart, and he felt very uncomfortable.

But fortunately, he came back with the power of the Samsara card.

The remaining energy of the reincarnation card was consumed little by little, and the light blue light shrouded the withered middle-aged woman in front of her, and a miracle also happened.

New hair grew on the top of her head, the furrows in her skin were filled in a lot, the brilliance in her eyes returned, and the bedsores on her body disappeared one by one.

Most importantly, her damaged spinal cord was repaired.

Huang Mingzhi's illness is actually not difficult to treat for the reincarnation card, it is Yan Zhuo's reincarnation card, after curing his mother's illness, there is still 25% of the energy left.

Yan Zhuo gently knocked Huang Mingzhi's leg and asked gently:

"Do you feel like Mom beating you like this?"

Huang Mingzhi replied slowly:

"It's kind of ...... Hemp ......"

"Hemp, that's right, I'm here to help you get up and walk."

Huang Mingzhi looked at Yan Zhuo with a strange and frightened look, and she couldn't change the way she spoke that she had developed for a long time after she got sick, but her speed of speech was still very slow, and it was a word-by-word jump:

"Just now...... What ...... do you use? Stuff? In the glowing ...... Target...... That one. ”

Yan Zhuo was defenseless in front of his own mother, and it was very natural to say:

"Mom, I'm actually dead. This, the ability I got after I died, according to Journey to the West, is counted, a kind of supernatural power. I can only come back for 30 days, it's like borrowing a corpse to resurrect my soul, I'll be gone after 30 days, yes, but I may come back later. ”

While saying that it was Yan Zhuo, he helped Huang Mingzhi to walk on the ground.

The muscle atrophy has been solved with the ability of the card, but Huang Mingzhi has not exercised for a long time, and he has become unfamiliar with the feeling of walking, and he is afraid to walk very slowly, and he is cautious.

Huang Mingzhi asked Yan Zhuo while walking cautiously:

"Son...... You...... Die? Don't talk nonsense...... You're alive...... Good ......."

Yan Zhuo deliberately changed the topic:

"Don't you believe me? When did I lie to you? ”

After practicing for a while, walking is getting smoother and smoother, Huang Mingzhi has gained confidence, and even the coherence of speaking is much higher:

"Ah, you didn't lie to me...... Even your dad told the truth. Mom didn't believe that you were a mother, and she was reluctant to let you die...... Only 30 days to come back...... Mommy has to ...... Take good care of you. ”

She is only, paralyzed is not, stupid is her own son, she knows best what kind of person.

He wouldn't lie to her.

And hearing the words "your father" was a hint of coldness flashed in Yan Zhuo's eyes:

"He deserves it. Okay, don't mention that he's my mother, I have something to tell you, it's I who decided to sell our two houses today, is to take you to Jinghua City to live, yes, although the housing prices in Jinghua City are high, but we buy a small apartment in the fifth ring road, it's completely okay, there are still hundreds of thousands of deposits left, even if I have an accident, I can't come back later, this money is enough for you for the rest of your life. Do you agree that I'm going to sell the house right away? ”

Huang Mingzhi didn't ask any questions and nodded:

"Okay...... Mom listens to you. ”

She never doubted her son's words.

She trusts Yan Zhuo unconditionally.

Even if it was ridiculous things that came out of his mouth, she believed it.

……

Jinghua City is a nine-star shooting range.

Already, it was past ten o'clock in the evening, and Zhang Yan was the only one left in the shooting range, and there was also an hourly instructor who was used to guide her to shoot.

This instructor, a man in his thirties is named Mu Linfeng, a mixed-race child, with facial features mixed with the deep roughness of Westerners and the delicacy of Orientals, he has a beard, which is not very handsome, but very manly.

At first, it was Mu Linfeng who sat next to Zhang Yan and dismantled the guns one by one for maintenance, and he was responsible for managing the dozen guns that were quickly maintained, and he really had nothing to do for the rest of the time, so he sat next to Zhang Yan and took his mobile phone.

As for guidance? Mu Linfeng never thought that it was Zhang Yandu anyway, a frequent visitor, every time he came, he didn't need any guidance, he knew Zhang Yan, and he came to vent.

Until the phone ran out of battery, Mu Linfeng yawned, poked Zhang Yan's arm, and reminded loudly:

"Zhang Yan is off work in half an hour."

Zhang Yan took off the soundproof earmuffs and looked at the target in the distance indifferently.

Her marksmanship is still good, there is no improvement, it is rotten, it is only seventy or eighty percent of the 100-meter distance hit rate, and even if she hits, she is only on the target.

Guns are really not, she's good at it.

Zhang Yan's resentment was almost vented, but she put down the gun and shook her sore arm:

"Got it, it's the checkout."

Mu Linfeng took Zhang Yan to the cashier to settle an account, which was her consumption this afternoon, and more than 13,000 yuan was repaid, and the membership price was discounted.

Roughly calculated, it took her more than 2,000 bullets to defuse.

Seeing Zhang Yan's return, that cold and lonely look was proposed by Mu Linfeng:

"It's a little late today, it's me who made you two thousand yuan, why don't I send you back? How dangerous the big night is. ”

Zhang Yan shook her head and decisively refused:

"I don't have to have my own car."

Mu Linfeng smiled:

"It just so happens that you also know that I don't have a car, so let me have a ride!"

Zhang Yan is also familiar with this Mu Linfeng, but every time she comes to practice guns, she looks for him, and she accepts his behavior of rubbing cars.

Driving her black Audi Q7, Zhang Yan drove smoothly on the wide road in Jinghua City.

Already, even after eleven o'clock in the evening, there are few vehicles on the road in Jinghua City.

Mu Linfeng's mobile phone is out of battery, the street is deserted and there is no excitement, it can be seen that he is idle and panicked, so he chatted with Zhang Yan about the zombies he just saw in the afternoon.

Mu Linfeng's complaint about the zombies made Zhang Yan almost can't help but tell her experience several times, yes, but she still succeeded, and successfully held back the words that came to her mouth.

Along the way, it was Mu Linfeng, who said endlessly, Zhang Yan didn't say a word, but concentrated on driving.

Sending Mu Linfeng to the community he rented was to send this noisy man away, Zhang Yan rubbed his ears, and felt that the world was finally clean.

This man doesn't speak, and when he holds a gun, he looks very manly, which is cool.

But as soon as he speaks, he can keep saying that your image is ruined.

Zhang Yan drove back to the community where she lived, passing through several rows of high-rise elevator buildings, and then she turned into the villa area.

Just as she was driving towards her villa, she saw a familiar figure.

She saw Yan Zhuo standing under the street lamp in front of her house, smiling and waving to herself!

Back in the real world, you can still see Yan Zhuo?!

Zhang Yan was startled and almost stepped on the accelerator as a brake.

She parked the car in front of Yan Zhuo and looked at him in surprise:

"Why did you come to my door in the middle of the night?"

Yan Zhuo smiled and pointed to the elevator building in the distant community:

"I'm going to sell the house in Jinmen City, and I came to your community to buy a suite, but the formalities have not been completed, so I rented a house here for the time being."

“……”

Zhang Yan didn't know what to say.

How does he know where her family lives?

Her first feeling was that Yan Zhuo peeked at her memory and recalled it, but she really didn't remember when Yan Zhuo had done anything to her memory.

Although Yan Zhuo doesn't have the ability of the mental force field now, he still thinks about Zhang Yan's psychology very thoroughly, and he consciously explains:

"Oh yes, I haven't searched your memories, don't worry. In your previous life, you told me the location and house number of your community. I'm here for a convenient picture, it's both of us, the reincarnation is to live closer, and it's more convenient because I don't want any accidents to happen to you during these 30 days. ”

Zhang Yan felt a little strange because she couldn't figure it out.

Anyway, Yan Zhuo is good here, but she doesn't have anything to do in reality, and she doesn't have any friends who are too emotional.

However, when she saw Yan Zhuo, she felt very kind.

Yan Zhuo smiled:

"Okay, it's my family who lives in Building 12, 1306, I'm just here, I'll tell you."

After saying yes, Yan Zhuo waved goodbye and went home.

Zhang Yan looked at Yan Zhuo's back thoughtfully, and watched him leave.

It wasn't until Yan Zhuo's figure disappeared in front of him that Zhang Yan drove his car into the garage.

Opening the inner door of the garage was Zhang Yan entering the house.

As soon as she opened the door and entered, Zhang Yan stopped.

A middle-aged man in a gray shirt stood in front of the side door and looked at Zhang Yan coldly, lighting the cigarette in his hand.

The middle-aged man is tall, although there are vicissitudes between his eyebrows, and the handsome uncle is hanging, but he can still see that he was handsome when he was young.

He, Zhang Yan's father is Zhang Ao.

Zhang Ao had anger in his eyes:

"Who was that man just now?"

Zhang Yan felt a little irritable because she didn't want to tell her father the truth, so she lied lightly:

"Someone who asks for directions."

Of course, Zhang Ao didn't believe it, but snorted coldly:

"That kid lives in Building 12 1306, right? I just heard that. ”

Zhang Yan's brows furrowed:

"Dad, what do you want to do?"

She had a sense of foreboding.

Isn't that old rhetoric going to come back again?!

Really.

Zhang Ao warned Zhang Yan word by word:

"I've told you many times, don't mix with those messy men in society, it's you, even if you want to marry, you have to go through my and your mother's selection. With your grandfather and grandfather's connections, you can pick and choose...... Oh, it's a random pick, it's a little difficult because after all, your conditions are too poor. It's just that it's not difficult to find a young talent with a little background in Jinghua City. ”

Zhang Yan felt even more irritable:

"What nonsense are you talking about? I also carried a so-called 'Jingpiao' that you despise the most! Do you want to even doubt him? ”

Since she was in junior high school, her father has repeatedly emphasized that she should not fall in love with a little boy who has no money and no power, and it is especially, the "Jing Drift" in other places, in his opinion, the most unpromising kind is because this kind of thing is Zhang Yan and her father are theorizing, but she can't change her father's values.

Of course, she knows the importance of being a good match, but she has also seen too many couples who are right for each other but have different personalities.

Her parents are typical.

Zhang Ao smoked irritably and shouted angrily:

"I don't bother to pay attention to you! Anyway, you've been so rebellious since you were a child, and the more your mother and I talk about you, the more you don't listen. Tomorrow I will personally go and reason with that man, so that he will break his mind about you. ”

Zhang Yan was finally annoyed by him and couldn't stand it, so she frowned and stared at him:

"Dad, are you going to watch less wealthy idol dramas, okay? I use the lines in that TV series to teach me at every turn, I'm bored, I don't have time to play a wealthy sadomasochistic romance drama with you! It's useless to forget it, who made Jenny, Amy, Carina, Eva...... They love to watch it, and your boyfriend must accompany them to watch it. ”

In the past, it was Zhang Yan who held these words in her heart in order to maintain her father's image, but she couldn't bear to expose him.

But now she is a person who has died once, this time she is lucky to be able to live in reality for 30 days, and when the 30 days are over, is she still alive and will come back again, a question.

That's tearing your face.

When Zhang Ao was stunned, it was Zhang Yan who strode past Zhang Ao, and dropped a sentence-

"A man who specializes in looking for European and American young models as mistresses is talking to me about what kind of family concept."

Zhang Ao was furious.

He shouted—

"Zhang Yan! How do you speak?! You're really, getting more and more unreasonable! ”

At the same time, he grabbed Zhang Yan's arm and didn't let her go, he was ready to reprimand her.

Zhang Yan was angry, it was Zhang Ao who suddenly pinched her arm, she had been tossing in the end of the world for so long, and she had the illusion of being attacked for a while, it was a reflex, and she wanted to open her own ability.

When the thought came to mind, Zhang Yan suddenly felt two mantis arms and two pairs of wings coming out of her back.

Hey?!

No, it's not!

After returning to the real world, the ability of the supernatural should be gone!

Why is it still there?!

Zhang Yan was stunned when she looked at the two praying mantis long knives in front of her eyes.

And Zhang Ao saw that Zhang Yan's hand suddenly had two more knives, one long and one short, and he was also stunned on the spot.

Zhang Ao tried his best to stay calm, in order not to appear ignorant, it was he who made up the principle of use for the two knives in Zhang Yan's hand:

"What are you doing with two telescopic knives all of a sudden? Kill your dad?! ”

Zhang Yan was in a mixed mood.

Want to explain something?

There doesn't seem to be much to explain with Dad.

With this accident, she also forgot that she had accumulated anger towards her father for many years, and she shook her head:

"No, it's these two knives, and the circlip is broken and it came out of the sheath by itself. I'm sorry I just spoke, a little rude, but what I said, the truth that I have held in my heart for more than ten years. ”

Without waiting for her father to teach her what it was, Zhang Yan ran away and returned to her room.

Closing the bedroom door was her heart pounding.

Why?

Why did her abilities come to the real world?

Zhang Yan felt that it was necessary to go to Yan Zhuo tomorrow to ask about it.