Journey To the World of Film and Television

Barrett, flashbangs, frag grenades, and two more corpses.

Looking at the messy bamboo forest and the shrapnel all over the ground, Zhou Ji also had a headache.

I was busy from daytime to the next night before I packed up everything on site.

Fortunately, Kong Jinghua is a member of the Han clan, and when the last ounce of demonic power dissipated, her whole body turned into a withered bamboo tube. Due to the previous two lightning strikes, her body was almost collapsed, and before Zhou Ji When touched, it has been broken into pieces and scattered in this bamboo forest.

As for Qiu Shan's body, after turning into fly ash, Zhou Ji had already let it fall into the forest.

After packing up everything here, Zhou Ji just left Qiannan, first returned to Dana, buried the guns back in the valley where Si Teng was resurrected, and then got on the plane and flew back to Yuhang from the airport in the snowy area.

After getting off the plane, Zhou Ji's pace unconsciously quickened a bit, and he stopped a taxi casually. On the way to the lakeside community, the driver frequently looked back and said, "Has something happy happened to the head of the road?"

Wearing this Taoist robe will eventually encounter various misunderstandings. At the beginning, Zhou Ji would explain, 'I am not a Taoist priest, this body is performance art, cosplay', and he gradually explained more, and he was too lazy to explain , responded casually, "How did the master know?"

The driver didn't pay attention to Zhou Ji's perfunctory. After staying in the car for a long time, he always wanted to find someone to brag about, and said with emotion, "I pulled a lottery winner in Donghuan before, and he was the same. He laughed as soon as he got in the car." Non-stop. The good guy won two hundred thousand, and I would be happy too."

"It's the same for him? What's the same?" Zhou Ji didn't understand what the driver meant.

"Of course it's like a smile." The driver said with a smile: "Seeing how happy you are, it's at least 200,000."

Zhou Ji looked up at the rearview mirror in the car, only through the rearview mirror did he notice the smile subconsciously raised at the corner of his mouth.

‘I won’t fall into any sorcery, will I? Was it plotted against by Qiu Shan? Or is it cursed? ’ The smile on Zhou Ji’s face immediately subsided, and he said with a wry smile, “I don’t buy lottery tickets.”

"It's fine if you don't buy it. A friend of mine, who has been buying lottery tickets for more than ten years, is almost in a state of madness."

The driver was about to start the conversation, but was suddenly interrupted by Zhou Ji: "Master is here, let's get off here."

The driver parked the car on the side of the road with some disappointment, looked at Zhou Ji who was scanning the QR code to pay, and suddenly said with emotion: "People~ I can't hide my expression when I encounter happy things."

Zhou Ji stood at the intersection in front of the community, watching the taxi leave.

Turning around to look at the convex mirror at the corner of the ramp, he grinned. The stretched expression on the mirror became even more funny at this moment. Zhou Ji couldn't help but took a few steps closer, poked his head, and put his finger against the corner of his mouth. , but I couldn't make out the smile that was shown in the taxi just now.

After playing for a while, he walked leisurely towards the long ramp, just to make fun of himself.

The lake view villa is located right above this ramp, and Zhou Ji's footsteps gradually slowed down as he got closer and closer, changing from an unconscious brisk walk to a slower walk than usual.

Every step is very good at waiting for complete stability before he takes it. When he walked to the entrance of the villa, he could already see Si Teng sitting on the balcony on the second floor reading a book.

Si Teng looked down as if feeling something, the two eyes met, and then slowly separated.

After returning to the villa after more than ten days, everything is the same as usual, and the familiarity is somewhat reassuring.

Zhou Ji pushed open the door, just as Si Teng came down the stairs, and the two nodded to each other;

"You're back."

"I'm back."

Not too many words, just the most common greeting.

They have never communicated like this before, but this time they have an unusual tacit understanding.

After so many days of running around, even Zhou Ji was a little tired, so he was not in a hurry to talk to Si Teng about these days, and Si Teng was not an unreasonable person, so he was allowed to slump on the sofa On the morning, I took a book and sat on the other side of the sofa, flipping through it page by page.

As night fell, Zhou Ji had already slept in a daze for several hours.

Si Teng closed the book carefully, and quietly walked in front of Zhou Ji. Seeing that he didn't respond, he just squatted down and looked down at his sleeping face.

If according to Bai Jin's statement, it was because of Zhou Ji that he bloomed, then this conjecture can be confirmed while he is asleep.

Looking around, the living room was dark. Si Teng knew that Zhou Ji didn't sleep too deeply, and would wake up easily, so he didn't dare to make a big move, but simply stretched out his index finger and gently tapped Zhou Ji. Ji's index finger.

Lightly touched by the fingertips, it is very light and itchy.

Si Teng withdrew his finger subconsciously, and the white flower did not bloom as he imagined, as if the last flower was a coincidence or a misunderstanding.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a sense of loss inexplicably.

Just when she smiled and didn't want to think about this kind of thing anymore, Zhou Ji in her sleep suddenly turned over, frightening Si Teng to stand up abruptly, without noticing a small white flower coming from between her hair. It fell off and fell into Zhou Ji's palm.

next morning.

As the sky brightened, Zhou Ji, who had slept for nearly a day, finally woke up.

Si Teng did not know when he went to the yard, and was sitting on the swing chair looking at the lake in a daze.

Zhou Ji checked his phone and realized that he had slept the whole night. This sleep almost wiped away all his fatigue, and he recovered a lot.

Walking to the courtyard and stretching, Si Teng turned around and looked at him, his cold eyes seemed to be dissatisfied with her for destroying his dazed state of mind.

Zhou Ji stretched his body, glanced at the book in Si Teng's hand from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, have you seen the flower I caught in the book?"

Si Teng nodded indifferently, and said flatly, "I see, what's the matter?"

Si Teng's flat tone made Zhou Ji a little speechless.

Could it be that I am so rare?

Zhou Ji blinked, took out a small white flower from his pocket, hesitated, "I seem to have grown one too..."

What's the meaning? Are you not human? Can the human race also bloom?

Si Teng looked at Zhou Ji with an expression that you were playing with me, Zhou Ji scratched his head, supported his forehead and said, "The one I held in my palm when I just woke up looks like the white flower that bloomed after you turned into a rattan that day. Exactly the same."

Si Teng stared blankly at the white flower in Zhou Ji's palm, and burst out laughing.

"fool"

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(I have seen both chapters and Wubi's feedback in the book review area.)

(When writing these days, I have been thinking about the ending of Si Tengjuan, whether to write according to the plan when I opened the book or change to a milder ending...)