Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 212 Old House
The man sitting opposite had a gentle and elegant smile, "Let me introduce myself, I'm Wen Tong, the chief combat instructor of the Yangzhi City Patrol Bureau. The patrol officers like to call me Mr. Wen. This time I'm ordered to protect Chief Zhu.

We have found out that many of your security team members are people planted by major companies. I have already dealt with them for you. You can rest assured."

Zhu Xian frowned and said, "Are you sure?"

"I'm pretty sure."

Mr. Wen said very sincerely, "These companies are trying to influence and control your decision-making, and they are placing people around you to ensure that they can get business."

Zhu Xian also became serious.

Mr. Wen smiled and stood up from his seat. "I won't disturb you while you're eating. Don't worry, I'll be responsible for your security. I'll make sure you arrive safely in Yangzhi City."

Zhu Xian seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that the person opposite him had disappeared. There was only the rhythmic sound of the train wheels and the sound of the assistant swallowing saliva. He looked outside and made sure that he was still on the moving train.

He thought about it, stood up, walked to the door of the carriage, grabbed the handle, waited for a moment, and slowly opened it. He saw the security guards outside falling against the wall of the carriage one by one, and everyone's head was cracked at this moment.

Moreover, the brain tissue inside the head looked charred and dry, and hot steam was still coming out of it. It was obvious that the sudden high temperature heated the entire brain tissue, causing the skull to crack.

The assistant was a local from Yangzhi. When he saw this, his legs went limp and he said in horror: "Crack, crack skull monster..."

Zhu Xian looked at it for a few seconds, closed the door, and returned to his seat. He pondered for a moment, took out the application form that was placed underneath, signed it quickly, and said to his assistant, "Send it back."

Half an hour later, in Wuyi College, Cheng Zitong got the news and immediately called Chen Chuan, "Xiao Chuan, your application process is complete. I didn't expect that the head of civil affairs approved your application while you were still on the train. It seems that this head of civil affairs is very supportive of Wuyi's work and is optimistic about you."

He said a few more words and hung up the phone. He turned around and saw his uncle Cheng Shang sitting there drinking tea. He said, "Second uncle, look..."

Cheng Shang raised his head and said, "I will go back to the General Administration in the next two days, and I will take his file and application back with me. Zitong, you are not doing very well, but the student you taught is quite good. It seems that your father has overlooked your ability in this area. How about going back with me this time?"

Cheng Zitong returned to his seat and snorted, "The old man always has something to say about what I do, which makes him seem like the most capable person in the world. Now he takes care of his students and I take care of mine. It's best if we have nothing to do with each other."

Cheng Shang shook his head and said, "You all have the same temper. Neither of you is willing to bow your head first. Forget it. I won't care about you anymore."

He took a sip of tea slowly and sighed, "The tea brewed with Yangzhi's water is still the best," and then shook his head, "The filtered water in the central city has no taste."

Cheng Zitong chuckled, "Uncle, you are a person who is used to eating meat and you are saying that meat doesn't taste good."

Cheng Shang glared at him, then said in a deep voice: "In the central city, there are many opportunities, but you also have to bear a lot. It seems like there is always a hand behind you pushing you forward, and there is no way to stop.

Even here, I am still thinking about the Central City, fearing that I have missed something during the few days I have been in Yangzhi, or that there is something that others know but I don’t. ”

Cheng Zitong didn't care: "This kind of place is just right for my students. I believe my students can adapt to it."

"Okay, I've heard you praise me so many times."

Cheng Zitong said dissatisfiedly: "I only have one student, and I am not allowed to praise him. If the old man can praise his student, why can't I?"

Cheng Shang said unhappily, "It's up to you. I won't stop you. Anyway, I'll be back in two days. You can praise him as much as you want, but..." He said slowly, "The headquarters is not a good place to stay. Whether he can stand firm depends on himself."

In the dormitory for first-class students, Chen Chuan came back from lunch with Luo Kaiyuan, Wei Dong and others. Seeing that the internal delivery box seemed to be full again, he took out the letters inside.

Back in the dorm, he flipped through the pages and found that most of them were invitations to classes, but there was only one letter sent by an assistant teacher named Qiu.

He thought about it and remembered that this was the one who followed Old Lady Ni. He opened it and read it. The content inside said that Old Lady Ni wanted to tell him something, so she asked him to go when he was free.

What does Old Lady Ni want to talk to me about? Is it about Xue Jun's knife? I think it can only be this matter. If so, I should pay attention to it.

In the afternoon, he chose a suitable time and came to the training hall where Old Lady Ni usually stayed. After he found Assistant Qiu inside, the latter took him to the reception room, gave him a cup of tea, and asked him to wait while he went to get the old lady.

After waiting for only five or six minutes, Mrs. Ni came in from outside with a cane, and Assistant Qiu supported her from behind. When Chen Chuan saw her, he stood up from his seat.

Old Mrs. Ni said, "Sit down, Xiao Qiu, please stay outside and keep an eye on the situation. I have something to say to this young man."

"Yes." After Assistant Xiao Qiu left, Old Lady Ni sat down and said slowly, "Young man, your mother's name is Yu Zhen, right?"

Chen Chuan glanced at her, nodded, and asked, "Teacher Ni, do you know my mother?"

In fact, it’s not surprising if they really know each other. The mother of his previous incarnation was also a fighter and a native of Yangzhi City. She spent her teenage years in Yangzhi. But now he was suddenly called over to talk about this. Is there any connection between the two?

Old Lady Ni said, "We know each other. It's a matter of fate. The master she followed to learn skills was my junior sister. About ten years ago, your mother entrusted something to her and told her that if her child was admitted to Wuyi in the future and had the opportunity to go to the central city, she should give him this thing. If not, forget it.

My junior sister is not young anymore, but she is a person who cannot sit still. She has been abroad for the past ten years. Please leave this thing with me. Since you have a chance to enter the central city, I will return the things I left with you today, which will also be a relief for me. "

As Mrs. Ni said this, she placed a small package on the table and said, "Take it and have a look."

Chen Chuan walked forward and took the thing. He found it was very light and looked like a notebook or something.

Teacher Ni said, "I haven't looked through the contents. You can rest assured. I'm old enough to have no interest in the affairs of young people like you."

Chen Chuan said seriously, "I believe in Teacher Ni." Then he asked, "Has Teacher Ni met my mother?"

Old Lady Ni nodded and said, "I met her once. She was a pretty girl with a strong personality. She was smart but had a stubborn temper. I saw her sparring with her fellow disciples. She was defeated more than ten times, but she still stood up. However, she managed to gain an advantage every time. But she still didn't win that time. It is said that she won another competition later, but I didn't see it. It's a pity."

Chen Chuan nodded and said solemnly: "Thank you, Teacher Ni, for keeping it for so many years."

"No need to thank me. My junior sister paid for the storage. If you don't go to the central city when the time comes, I will destroy these things according to the agreement."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Teacher Ni, if I can see this senior again, could you please say thank you to me?"

Old Mrs. Ni said, "If I can see her again, I will bring her to you. Well, I know you young people are impatient and don't like talking to an old man like me. You should go back early."

Chen Chuan nodded, said goodbye to Old Lady Ni, walked out of the training hall and came to the door. He thought about it and now looking back, it was probably not entirely because of the monthly exam that Old Lady Ni gave him the knife.

He hurried back to the dormitory, closed the door, and opened the small package. He found that the thing was a notebook with scattered and damaged pages inside. There was no connection between them and he couldn't tell what the content was.

At this moment, he had an idea, because he recalled that there seemed to be a similar thing in the old house, and he thought that he had to go back to the old house.

He didn't go back before because his previous incarnation died of unknown causes and he didn't have enough force to protect himself. But now that he has a new protective suit and a second me to protect him, it's time to go back and take a look.

After making the decision, he did not act immediately, but waited until the day off in the early morning, put on all the protective equipment, and greeted people he was familiar with, including Cheng Zitong, in advance. Then he put on the Xuejun Sword and rode out on his bike.

After leaving the city, we rode north for more than an hour and arrived near a small river bend. We saw a house across the river. This was the old house left by my parents.

There was a big house about half a kilometer away. Meng Shu used to live there, but there were only servants in her family and not many adults. Because there were few houses nearby, the two children often played together at that time.

This place looks remote, but the ground is relatively flat, and there is a wide road outside. It was built during the great development period and is still usable today.

Just looking at the traces around, not many people have come here for more than a year.

He took a detour downstream and found a cobblestone road in a shallow bay. He rode along it and stopped in front of the house, looking up.

This is a fairly large house with five rooms and a large living room. There is a covered corridor outside. As far as I can remember, my predecessor often walked back and forth on the railings when he was a child.

His predecessor was killed by a small stone in the corridor last time, and what happened next was what happened after he arrived.

He pushed the cart over, stopped outside, stepped on the creaking wooden steps to the door, took out the key to open the door, then gently reached out and pushed it open. After taking a look, he walked into the house.

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(End of this chapter)