Chapter 1: Trembling 1

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A purple-blue electric light flashed through the window, lighting the entire night sky into a pale white.
Wang Yiyang sat in the driving range, his eyes closed, and suddenly opened.
He wore a straight suit at work, put his hands on the armrest of a wooden chair, sweat dripped from his forehead, and his lips ran dry.
The black hair was a little long, slightly covering his eyebrows. But Wang Yiyang lowered his head at this moment, breathing deeply, letting the lungs exchange the oxygen of the outside world madly.
"Where am I?" He looked around.
It is surrounded by a familiar driving range.
It's the original abandoned training range over there.
His grandfather was once said to be a martial arts master. When he was young, he opened this martial arts hall in his hometown. It was originally intended to be Emperor Guangzong and the gate of Guangda.
Unfortunately, things are not satisfactory.
Martial arts is indeed operating. But nowadays, there are too few people who have developed science and technology and are really willing to sink their hearts to learn martial arts.
Even Wang Yiyang was completely uninterested.
When he was young, he tried to practice a few times, but because of boring and boring, he gave up his grandpa's instructions completely.
Later, he went to school step by step, took an exam, and then passed a good university. After graduating from university, he also found a good Internet company because of his excellent technology.
After only two years at work, the girl friend didn't have time to find her, so she suddenly received bad news from her hometown.
The Wu Guan was on fire, and Grandpa was unable to escape. All 13 people, including the Wu Guan, were killed.
After receiving the news, Wang Yiyang said nothing and immediately booked a ticket to go back.
After a tortuous investigation, he finally found the truth.
The killer of his grandfather was actually the strongest disciple in Wuguan, the master brother, Zhong Silkworm.
Because Zhong silkworm could not break through for a long time, he thought that Wang Yiyang's grandfather had concealed the key know-how and dragged him on purpose, so he furiously started a fight.
Grandpa was killed on the spot, and the rest were flying.
But Wang Yiyang still has doubts about this truth.
Although he is not interested in martial arts, he still has basic knowledge.
It is unrealistic to think of the strength of the master brother, Zhong Silk, to kill Grandpa in a short time, and to kill all members of the martial arts team in a short time.
According to investigations cooperating with the police, he received surprising news.
There seems to be a rather mysterious organization behind the master brother, Silkworm.
The purpose of this organization is unclear and it is cruel and brutal. The death of grandpa and the death of others in the martial arts is likely to be the organization behind.
The name of the organization, Wang Yiyang, through his highly skilled friends, found traces of clues in the files of the police station.
The name of that organization is called a mantis.
As he got closer to the truth, a sudden car accident drowned his consciousness completely.
When he woke up again, he was already sitting in the Wuguan practice area of ​​his hometown.
The air is humid and cold.
Wang Yiyang touched the right pocket of his suit, which was a familiar cell phone and car keys.
The texture of the phone's plastic and the slightly protruding keys gave him a little peace of mind.
He took out rol's smartphone and glanced at the time above.
‘March 11, 4471, 7:42 PM.’
"This time !!" Wang Yiyang's eyes narrowed.
Isn't this the time he went back to visit his grandfather two months ago?
At that time, he happened to be on public holidays and had three days of vacation, so he thought about not going back to see Grandpa for a long time.
So I bought some fruits and nutritional products, returned to my hometown once, and visited the grandfather Wang Xinlong, who was eighty-nine years old.
Although Wang Xinlong is already eighty-nine years old, his appearance is at most seventies.
At that time, when he saw the grandson return home, he was also relieved and took Wang Yiyang to drink a savage liquor.
As a result, both of them drank high.
Wang Yiyang was drunk. He went to the driving range and slept all night. He woke up the next day and found that he didn't return to the room. Instead, he sat in the driving range overnight.
In the darkness, Wang Yiyang's face was gloomy and his eyes flickered.
"No one can imagine that two months later, Grandpa and the entire martial arts will die inexplicably."
He didn't think grandpa would die inexplicably in the fire.
With Wang Xinlong's physical fitness, he also participated in the ultra-long distance rally a while ago and won a second place.
That's a long-distance running of ten thousand meters. With such physical qualities, what kind of fire can make him unable to escape?
Wang Yiyang didn't believe it.
"Also, I was so coincident that I had a car accident."
He looked down at his hands carefully.
The fingers are short and thick, the palms and palms are clear, and there is a shallow scar on the thumb of the right hand.
That was when I was drinking with my grandfather. When I opened the bottle, I used too much force and accidentally swiped the bottle opener.
Alas.
Wang Yiyang stood up slowly, walked to the window of the driving range, and looked out at a quiet courtyard of the military hall.
In the whole martial arts hall, only Grandpa and him, as well as the master brother Zhong Silk, lived here with an hired nanny. The rest of the disciples returned to their homes and could not live in the martial arts hall.
"Can I really come back? Back to two months ago?" Wang Yiyang still had some unbelief in his heart.
He pushed out the door and walked to the yard.
A large tree is planted in the yard. He doesn't know the name of the variety, but every year this tree grows many purple-red leaves.
Every autumn, there are a few purple and red leaves falling slowly in the wind every day, and the mood is very beautiful.
Wang Yiyang stood under the big tree, took out his mobile phone again, and opened the communication software Fetion.
Then find the company group chat.
He ignored his colleagues' fart chat, and just clicked in the group announcement.
The latest announcement shows three minutes ago, followed by a full time.
‘March 11, 4471, 7:45 PM.’
He still didn't believe it, and clicked on other software, and looked at all the places where he could check the time.
ten minutes later.
Wang Yiyang was finally determined, and he was indeed reborn.
Rebirth returned two months ago.
"Yangyang, wake up so soon?"
Suddenly a deep male voice came from behind Wang Yiyang.
He was startled, but remained calm and turned quickly.
Behind him stood a big man with a height of at least two meters.
In the dark, Han's eyes were like hungry wolves, with a faint glimmer of light, which was intimidating.
"Is it Zhong Brother?" Wang Yiyang's heart jumped, and he recognized the other's identity at a glance.
Bell silkworm, unknown origin, unknown age, when Wang Yiyang was more than ten years old, suddenly appeared in the martial arts hall, and then has been studying martial arts with his grandfather.
This man has always been silent and honest, not much, but extremely creditworthy. The sky is very energetic.
Although Wang Yiyang knew him from an early age, he also respected the other side very much.
He respects everyone who is trustworthy.
Because being trustworthy is a difficult thing in itself.
"I slept for a while, waked up a bit, blew my air, and breathed." Wang Yiyang squeezed a smile on his face.
"You don't wear too much clothes and you will catch a cold. Go back to bed early." Zhong Silk said in a low voice.
"I see. Brother Zhongcan also go to rest earlier. It's been a hard day today." Wang Yiyang replied.
"It's okay." Zhong Silk returned, then slowly walked under the tree and walked towards his room.
His back was vaguely cold in the dark sky. Hair that Wang Yiyang couldn't tell.
Wang Yiyang watched the other party leave, entered the room, and then looked back.
Grandpa has been very kind to him since he was a little bit ill. Two months later, he suffered a sudden accident.
There are too many coincidences in it.
"A lot of coincidences are not called coincidences, but inevitable." Wang Yiyang was silent.
He didn't know how he was resurrected and reborn, but now that he's back, let's investigate first what's going on with Grandpa.
"Just, how do I get started?"
He is just an ordinary little white-collar worker who has no power to bind chickens. The strongest thing he has ever done is kill a chicken with a knife.
In the end, the chicken struggled and grabbed him.
"Would you like to call the police?" Wang Yiyang frowned.
What name should the police report? Could it be that I ran away and said, I suspect that my grandfather will be killed by Zhong silkworm two months later, so come and apply for a case in advance?
Isn't that neuropathy?
But he secretly investigated, and it was obviously very dangerous.
From the fire in the Martial Art Museum and the accident that happened by accident, it can be seen that there is a high probability that black hands are behind the manipulative layout.
"Unfortunately, my parents aren't there, but they don't think they can do anything about it." Wang Yiyang was agitated.
He reached down and pressed the trunk of the big tree, the rough and cold bark, quickly calmed him down.
"Want to go to Grandpa directly and hint at him?" He thought for a while and gave such a solution.
Based on his grandfather's personality, I'm afraid he would pat him on the shoulder in various laughs, disapproving, thinking he was dreaming too much.
Wang Yiyang couldn't settle his mind. After much thought, he couldn't find a way to break the situation.
He couldn't figure out if he had a nightmare, but the memory in his mind was so clear that he had to believe it was true.
‘Even if it ’s a mental hallucination, is n’t it so clear? ’
After hesitating for more than ten minutes, he finally made up his mind to talk to Grandpa first, and hinted to say it again.
He turned around and walked towards Grandpa's house.
Suddenly his eyes swept away, and he just stared at the window of the room of the master, Zhong Silkworm. A pair of eyes reflecting the gloom were watching him quietly.
Wang Yiyang didn't know how long the other party looked at him, but felt his hair all over his body, and his goosebumps kept rising.
It felt like he had encountered two mad dogs once in the city, exactly the same way he did at the time.
But the intensity is much higher.
Wang Yiyang just felt like his heart was being held tight by a big hand, unable to move.
The lungs were a little breathless even breathing.
His eyes began to bloom, his complexion gradually turned red, and his vest was chilling.
But I don't know why, he just couldn't look away and stared at those eyes.
"What the is wrong with me?" Wang Yiyang tried to break free, but to no avail.
His whole body of blood seemed to be manipulated, and his speed was getting slower and slower.
Squeak.
At this moment, the opening of a wooden door interrupted Wang Yiyang's dangerous state.
He took a sharp breath and eased himself. Look at the window of Zhong Silkworm, there is no one there, nothing.