Shura Temple

Chapter 9

"Zhang Yang, what other tricks do you have? Just use them, and I, Zhou Yi, will follow them."

Zhou Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his voice indifferent and contemptuous.

Zhang Yang's body trembled, and he sat on the ground and quickly backed away, "Zhou Yi, what are you doing?"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, because of your life, I will save it for my sister's death day seven days later, and send you to her as an apology."

Zhou Yi said indifferently: "But now, I will give your legs to my sister first."

The next moment, Zhou Yi came in front of Zhang Yang with lightning speed, landed his palm on his shoulder, and pressed down hard.

Click!

His knee was in close contact with the hard asphalt floor, Zhang Yang let out a scream, and his kneecap was smashed into pieces.

Zhang Yang finally passed out from the pain.

Zhou Yi looked at the luxury cars behind him. There were quite a few people following Zhang Yang this time, but no one dared to help.

"Take them with you, get out!"

As soon as Zhou Yi's voice fell, several people hurriedly carried away the old man of the Yi family and Zhang Yang.

"It's clean, I can finally sleep well tonight." Zhou Yi watched them leave, then turned and walked into the villa.

Xiaolu is driving out to change the window glass.

Silent all night, the next morning.

At the dining table, Xiao Lu sat down, staring at his mobile phone and reporting: "My lord, the Chen family, the Qu family, the Duan family, and the Zhao family organized more than 100 people this morning to kneel and confess in front of Miss's grave."

Zhou Yi nodded silently. What he expected didn't surprise him much.

After all, the masters of the Yi family came here yesterday, and it is impossible for these families not to know about such a big news.

Xiaolu glanced at Zhou Yi, and continued: "In addition, Zhang Yang's father and his family knelt at the door last night, saying that they would hand over the property of Zhou's family. I just beg you, my lord, to let them go."

"Let them go back and enjoy this last time, everyone in the Zhang family deserves to die."

Zhou Yi showed no mercy this time. The plan to force his sister to death was planned by a group of members of the Zhang family.

Moreover, after the younger sister died, the members of the Zhang family still remembered the place of burial, which made the younger sister almost die uneasy.

"By the way, is there still no news about my parents?" Zhou Yi couldn't help asking.

Xiaolu shook his head, "My lord, I can't wait."

"Keep looking!"

Zhou Yi's heart was on fire. The disappearance of his parents might not be simple. He had already used the information from Shura Palace. Several days had passed, and there was still no news.

There are only two possibilities in this situation. One is that the parents hide and hide.

The second possibility is to be taken away by someone with super power, and this power is at least stronger than Shura Temple.

He only hoped that it was the first case.

"My parents are away, leaving my grandpa and grandma alone in the country. Now that I'm back, I should go and see their elders."

Zhou Yi finished his meal and was ready to go to the countryside.

Grandpa and grandma are not mother's biological parents. As far as Zhou Yi knows, his mother was adopted by grandpa and grandma.

But when he was young, his grandparents treated him and Zhou Yun very well, treating them as if they were their own.

After the death of my younger sister Zhou Yun, my grandfather and grandmother buried her personally. This kindness cannot be repaid.

Western Suburbs, Pingluan Town.

Zhou Yi got out of the car alone and looked at the familiar town.

The old and messy wires on the street, the dialect familiar to the pedestrians in the town.

A familiar feeling swept over his heart, and for a moment Zhou Yi felt an urge to be filled with emotion.

It just rained heavily yesterday, and the road was a little muddy. A group of children were playing on the road, and their sweet singing was heard all over the street.

"The little girl doesn't wear shoes, she runs around barefoot, the little boy has a naked butt, and it looks white at a glance, singing in the east, dancing in the west..."

Unable to help himself, Zhou Yi also hummed, as if he was back in his childhood, chasing and playing with his friends in the town.

Before I knew it, I finally came to the old house that I hadn't seen for ten years. The moss was spreading, and it had long lost its cleanliness, but it was a little more nostalgic.

The bars on the east wall were still there. In a daze, Zhou Yi saw a few children sitting on both ends, one side tilted, the other side fell, and the other side rose and this side fell.

Thinking of the joy of childhood, now full of sorrow, Zhou Yi finally sighed, things are people and things are not things.

It was already noon, and Zhou Yi couldn't help but smile, "The rice cooked by grandma is still so delicious."

Walking into the yard, grandpa was sitting under the tree, smoking cold smoke, shaking and shaking.

In the kitchen, grandma is busy, so warm.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yang Tie raised his eyelids and took a look. With this glance, the old man stood up and said excitedly: "My dear grandson, are you really the one who came back?"

The person in front of him was wearing a windbreaker and had an extraordinary aura. Even though he had known countless people in his life, he had never seen such an aura.

This is his grandson.

Sure enough, as he had seen at the beginning, the grandson was born clumsy, but he had the appearance of a great weapon, so he took the word "yao" himself.

"Grandpa, it's me. I'm back." Zhou Yi nodded, feeling extremely uncomfortable as if his throat had been scorched by fire.

"Grandma Sun, our brat is back!" Yang Tie shouted excitedly.

The voices in the kitchen stopped, and Zhou Yi heard hurried footsteps, and the old grandmother came to the door.

She stared at Zhou Yi, her eyes were not clear because of her old age, but she still recognized Zhou Yi at a glance, "Grandson, it's really great that you're back."

"Sit down, the meal will be ready soon."

Grandma went in to cook and didn't ask much about how these years have been, but Zhou Yi felt the care from the heart.

Grandpa was outside, so he didn't ask questions, but just said, "Your body is important when you are away from home."

At the dinner table, grandma kept adding more dishes and asking for warmth.

Seeing the old grandpa and grandma, Zhou Yi planned to stay for a while this time and do his best to be filial.

"Hey, Uncle Yang, is there a guest at home?"

At this time, two men walked in from the door, and they were also very surprised to see this scene in the courtyard.

Yang Tie and his wife had only one daughter, who disappeared three years ago. The granddaughter was in charge of billions and jumped off the building to her death.

Yang Tie and his wife glanced at the few people who came in, but ignored them.

After the two came in, it was like visiting the back garden of their own house. They brought in a stool and sat down, raising their legs and looking at Yang Tie and his wife.

"Third Uncle, Third Aunt, don't be in a hurry to entertain guests. How did we think about what we discussed with you?"

The one who spoke was Yang Jie. Zhou Yi remembered that this guy was the bully of the village when he was a child.

As for the other man, he didn't know him.

"Although that piece of land is not in a good location, it belongs to our old Yang family, how can it be used by an outsider with five surnames?

The price is 4000 yuan a piece, even if you sell me a favor, I will leave some pension funds for you, otherwise you will have no relatives in the world, and you will starve to death sooner or later. "

The speaker had a contemptuous smile on his lips. His words also caused the temperature in the courtyard to drop suddenly.

The three people who were delighted by the reunion, their faces turned cold like ice cubes.

(End of this chapter)