He is the protagonist's younger brother.

After a busy day, the living room on the first floor was piled with boxes of all sizes.

Father Zhou borrowed a tricycle from the scrap collector in the front yard and put the sorted boxes on the tricycle.

The eleven-year-old child laborer followed his father, carrying the small box, and moved it very quickly with his short legs.

The car was full. Mother Zhou looked up at the clock on the wall. It was 3:40 in the afternoon and the post office was still open.

"Here's the address. Go quickly and come back soon." Mother Zhou handed her husband a piece of paper with the detailed address of their residence in Kyoto.

Mr. Zhou didn't say much. The post office was not far from home and usually only took five minutes to get there by bike.

It is more difficult in the snow in winter and it takes about fifteen minutes to push the cart.

Tianyi strongly requested to go with his father. The road was slippery due to the snow, and he was very strong due to his training.

The couple did not refuse the waiter's sudden diligence.

After half an hour of back and forth, Zhou Zhengmin, who had suffered a huge blow, returned home and was hesitant to speak to his wife.

There was nothing behind him, and his youngest son was nowhere to be seen.

Zhao Lijuan narrowed her eyes; "What happened? Did something fall? Or is my little son missing?"

"No, it's okay, Xiaoer is not lost." He carefully looked at his wife's face, and seeing that something was wrong, he immediately explained: "Our Xiaoer is stronger than me, did you know that?"

Zhao Lijuan paused, her face full of disbelief: "What are you talking about?"

"Really? I saw with my own eyes that he kicked the pickup truck that was blocking the road to the side of the road with just a light kick." Zhou Zhengmin's accelerated heartbeat reminded himself that he was not dreaming.

Zhao Lijuan was not very surprised, because her eldest son once said that people who practice cultivation are different from ordinary people.

My husband didn't take it seriously at the time and I guess he didn't believe it.

Worried that it was snowing outside and her little son would get cold, she asked, "Oh, that's nothing. Where is the child?" She didn't care whether he believed it or not. He would naturally believe it after seeing it for himself.

"It was snowing heavily, so the post office closed early. The waiter went to deliver the car and said he would stop by the purchasing station to buy some old books." His wife was concerned about her son, and he suppressed his chaotic thoughts and replied.

Seeing his wife's still calm expression, Zhou Zhengmin doubted himself and wondered if he was making too much of a fuss.

"Let's go, there's still a lot to clean up, stop thinking about it."

People think a lot when they are idle. Zhao Lijuan never gives her man a chance to free his mind. He forgets everything quickly when he is busy.

Two days passed in a flash and the sky in Anshi cleared up.

As expected, Mr. Zhou had forgotten about his youngest son’s heroic act and returned to the village yesterday to deliver the house keys.

Please ask the old couple and my younger brother to come to Anshi to help clean up the yard when they are free.

I hurried back at noon and went to the post office several times to mail away all the items that I couldn't carry.

The family traveled light, as most of the luggage had already been mailed away. They simply packed up their daily necessities and boarded the train to Kyoto.

He left in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to say goodbye to his friends. He just said hello to Mrs. Li's family next door and left in a hurry.

Tianyi was holding a small cat cage with little Wukong in it. He held the cage tightly, fearing that someone would squeeze the newly bought cage and break it.

Mother Zhou held his hand, carefully walked through the crowd, and squeezed into the train platform.

Getting on and off the green trains of this era was a chaotic battle.

Passengers crowded together, scrambling to find their seats.

The surging crowd was squeezed almost to the point of being deformed, but still insisted on going in and out.

We found the soft sleeper carriage. The environment here is relatively good, there are not many people, and they seem to be very well-mannered.

Dad Zhou took Tianyi into the car first, while his brother and mom Zhou stood outside the window of their car waiting.

After the two arrived at the carriage, they opened the window, and their brother outside handed the luggage in through the window.

This avoids the hassle of carrying luggage in a crowded carriage.

Professor Qiu asked someone to help buy the train ticket, and it was delivered to Anshi yesterday.

With four tickets for a soft sleeper room, they couldn't help but feel lucky.

The carriage was very quiet, nothing happened on the way, and we arrived in Kyoto smoothly.

Wang Lin held up a sign with the three big characters "Zhou Tianzhi" in his hand and stood quietly at the exit.

If it weren't for his good height, he would have been difficult to spot in the bustling crowd.

"Every time I come to the train station, my trypophobia starts to set in." As they sat in the car, Wang Lin patted his chest gently and said with deep emotion.

Zhou Tianzhi fastened his seat belt skillfully, his mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile: "I'm sorry to trouble you, thank you very much for coming to pick us up."

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of teasing in his tone: "Oh, you're too polite, right? I should be the one thanking you, after all, you helped me solve a lot of problems on the Internet. Right, future uncle?"

Ever since the assignments given by his uncle-master became increasingly tricky, Wang Lin had been feeling anxious about his own low IQ.

Fortunately, since adding Zhou Tianzhi's online news, he finally found someone with whom he could confide and communicate.

Now, Zhou Tianzhi has become the registered disciple of his uncle-master. After passing the sect's entrance test in a month, he will officially become his uncle-master.

Thinking of this, Wang Lin was secretly happy: It is only natural for the uncle to help his nephew! Nothing wrong.

The two people's voices gradually became lower. Zhou Tianzhi glanced at the three people and the cat behind him, who were sleeping soundly.

Tired Father and Mother Zhou felt a little carsick. They greeted Wang Lin and closed their eyes to rest as soon as they got in the car without any hesitation.

Tianyi didn't want to talk. While waiting for the train to stop, he met an unfamiliar old lady with a friendly face. She was standing at the door and chatting with Zhou's mother. When he was about to speak, she pinched his face.

There is a faint feeling of resistance in my heart, which makes me feel uneasy.

The old lady he thought of got into an extended sedan with a cane.

Seeing the people in the car clearly, she nodded slightly: "My Lord, I have met his family." Her eyes were shining and burning.

"Well, distribute the photos and wait for my order," the young man was wearing a light pink shirt. The fresh color diluted the solemn atmosphere in the black car.

"I will obey my master's orders." After the old lady finished speaking, her serious expression changed and softened a little. She asked in a warm voice, "How about eating out?"

His watery, affectionate peach blossom eyes were filled with a smile that could not reach the bottom of his eyes, and he looked with pity at the people coming and going outside the window.

He replied nonchalantly, "It's OK. I'll let Gui Shiba go and clean up the mess in a few days."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly passed by a military green jeep.

The familiar face of the co-pilot made the young man smile maliciously.

Zhou Tianzhi, who was pressing the window lift switch, suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if a creepy gaze was staring at him.

He couldn't help but frown, stopped pressing his fingers, turned around and looked out the window with a cold gaze.