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"It feels like you are a little different from before."

Zhou Ji stood up and squinted at Si Teng.

"Maybe it's because the one who is close to the ink is dark." Si Teng smiled on his face, "I can't fight anymore, and I can't get angry anymore. Let me find a chance to win back, right?"

Zhou Ji couldn't help laughing, not as angry as he imagined, but gradually infected by Si Teng's smile, he laughed too.

Shaking his head, he turned on his phone and swiped, raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you considered where you want to plant yourself later?"

The smile on Si Teng's face was still there, and there was a meaning in his eyes that Zhou Ji couldn't understand, "The place I want to plant has already been planted in advance."

Are you kidding me again?

Zhou Ji looked down at the phone and said perfunctorily, "Then remove it."

"It's deeply rooted and cannot be shoveled off."

Si Teng's smile became weaker and weaker, and his voice was very soft. If Zhou Ji hadn't had excellent hearing, he might not have heard what she was saying.

"Where is that?" Zhou Ji raised his head in surprise, and looked at Si Teng suspiciously.

Si Teng shook his head and didn't answer. Instead, seeing the lit phone screen, he felt a bad premonition in his heart, and changed the subject, "What are you searching for?"

A creepy smile appeared on Zhou Ji's face, and he shook his phone, showing a certain treasure that was stuck on the payment interface. He pointed his finger at Zhou Ji, and then slowly moved towards the door.

'roll! '

Si Teng didn't speak, but Zhou Ji still understood what she meant.

"Then you rest first, and tell me where you want to go."

Seconds from the heart at critical moments.

Zhou Ji felt the vague danger emanating from Si Teng's eyes, he couldn't help coughing lightly, restrained his complacent expression, expressed concern as if nothing had happened, and left the room.

Looking at the back of Zhou Ji leaving, the coldness in Si Teng's eyes disappeared, replaced by an indescribable sense of loss, he opened his mouth but made no sound.

"I want to plant it in your heart."

Sitting in the courtyard.

Looking at the Buddha Heart Lake in front of him, Zhou Ji also felt a little disappointed.

Maybe it was because the impact of the memory of the interaction with Sito last time was so profound that his attitude towards Sito had also changed greatly during this time.

This is a feeling that I have never experienced before.

There is pity, there is love, there is a kind of tacit understanding, but he also understands that this tacit understanding is not liking.

Inadvertently, Zhou Ji thought of the girl in the goose-yellow dress again. She had put it down a long time ago, but she still remembered it uncontrollably. She was about to forget it, but she still reminded her inadvertently when she was touched by Si Teng.

Looking back at the lit floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, on the other side of the window, Si Teng was sitting on the bedside looking at the bright moon outside the window.

The slender and feeble palm gently caressed towards the chest, turning into vines and reaching into the heart.

Si Teng's face turned pale in an instant, the layers of sweat on his forehead instantly formed into one piece, and he fell forward on the bed and curled up into a ball, blood spilled from his tightly biting lips in an instant, he was obviously in great pain but did not dare to utter it any noise.

Little by little, the nine-eyed dzi bead rooted in the heart was pulled out little by little, and every time one point was pulled out, several vines connecting the dzi bead like blood vessels were broken.

Zhou Ji felt Si Teng's emotional fluctuations through the feedback from the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead, and he became more decisive as if he was making a decision.

But he wasn't interested in prying into people's privacy, so he didn't turn up to the balcony to peek.

After opening a bottle of low-alcohol fruit wine bought in the supermarket, Zhou Ji lay lazily on the swing chair in the courtyard and swayed slightly, taking a sip from time to time, enjoying the moment of tranquility when he was slightly drunk.

in the bedroom.

Si Teng collapsed on the bed almost collapsed, a huge gap was opened in the position of the left chest heart, and countless vines stretched out instinctively, trying to pull the Nine-eyed Dzi back into the body, but she forcibly suppressed it. Relying on the last ounce of willpower to hold up the last sobriety, tremblingly, he took out the long-tied black silk knot curse from the dressing box and stuffed it into it.

After doing all this, Si Teng's eyes went dark, and he fell into a coma again. The nine-eyed dzi that fell on the bed was also found by the vines extending from the opening in his left chest, and dragged back into his body little by little.

Zhou Ji didn't know what Sito was doing under his nose. It wasn't until the next morning when he knocked on the door and walked into Sito's room that he noticed a new bedding that Sito had replaced.

"How are you feeling?"

Si Teng's complexion when she woke up in the morning was far worse than yesterday's. With Zhou Ji's experience in the world, she could clearly see the makeup on her face, so she couldn't help frowning slightly, and said worriedly.

"I'm fine, just help me into the yard later." Si Teng closed the cosmetic box calmly, carefully hid the wooden sign of 'Exoneration', turned around, squinted his eyes, Grinding his teeth, he said, "If you really dare to throw some messy things on me, believe it or not, I will bury you in the ground and turn it into fertilizer?"

Zhou Ji turned his back, fiddled with the phone blindly based on his memory, and canceled yesterday's order for shitan grains, and said with a sneer, "Would it be okay to water it?"

Si Teng rolled his eyes at Zhou Ji, with a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his cold eyes, "Teng Hua is a bit boring after all, I really want to find someone to accompany me down here."

Zhou Ji couldn't do what King Li could do to survive buried in the soil, so he immediately followed his heart, surrendered, and stopped joking with Si Teng.

"In the past few days, you can cultivate with peace of mind. It happens that I can use the gossip yellow clay lamp to find the trace of Shan Zhigang." Zhou Ji said in a deep voice, "This person is a hidden danger after all. If I don't show up for a day, I won't feel at ease."

"The hanging door technique is slightly different from the martial arts technique." Si Teng nodded slightly, agreeing, "Shan Zhigang and Qiu Shan have a very close relationship, even though you stole his Demon-Destroying Thunder Sword, you must be careful in the future." Hand, try not to let him see or touch the sword umbrella to prevent being countered by it."

Zhou Ji understood Si Teng's kindness. Before he came to this world, he had never been in contact with the Xuanmen secret technique, and his knowledge of the Fumo Yulei Sword was also passed on to him through the palm square map, so he didn't know that Shan Zhigang had nothing but In addition to the cultivation method that Yulei Sword itself comes with, is there any other secret technique of hanging the door?

For the sake of safety, it is better not to pretend to be "returning the other's way" before knowing the opponent's true strength.

After explaining the matter, Zhou Ji carefully helped Si Teng into the yard, took three steps back, and watched her disintegrate into vines and vines little by little, until an oval bead the size of a thumb emerged from the body built by vines, Zhou Ji It was just a long time since I saw the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead that had been stored in Si Teng's body for several months.

I haven't seen it for several months. The shape of the dzi bead is the same as what Zhou Ji saw that day, but there are a few holes on the surface that are hollowed out, and there are faintly blue light spots flickering. Zhou Ji can't see it at all. Find out what is filled in the nine-eyed dzi bead,

Perhaps, only Si Teng knows.

Thanks for the 500 coin reward from "No Nickname"