Journey To the World of Film and Television

  Chapter 85 The desire to survive is not a hard lick! (Second more for subscription)

   Without warning.

  A figure of a person flashed in Qiu Shan's mind.

   Zhou Ji.

   There was no sign that the secret room had been tampered with, but Qiu Shan couldn't help but suspect this sneaky fake Taoist priest.

  Because he has returned to Qiu Shan's appearance at this time, and the nine-eyed dzi in his body has completely dissipated along with the out-of-control zhenqi, so no matter how suspicious Qiu Shan was, he never thought of calling the police.

  One, his own identity cannot withstand investigation.

  Second, it involves the hanging door magic weapon, which cannot be disclosed in front of the state machine.

   "In any case, we must recover the Fumo Yulei Sword." Qiu Shan's face was as sinking as water, only the flickering eyes showed a bone-chilling chill and killing intent. "The woman in Xingyun Pavilion is very likely to be from the Han tribe. Zhou Ji, as her minion, will definitely join her after stealing the magical artifact."

   "Now that my mana has recovered, it is not difficult to suppress Zhou Ji, but without the Yulei Sword, the power of Tianlei is greatly reduced. If I want to suppress that Han woman, I still have to find a new magic weapon to help."

  Qiu Shan prides himself on Xuanmen, but he knows that Xingyun Pavilion has never been accepted by Xuanmen, and rushing forward to ask for help is tantamount to giving in to the younger generation. How can he bear it?

  Looking down at the jade ornament in the palm of his hand, the material of this object is excellent, and it has been warmed by his side for more than ten years. If he finds a quiet place to refine it into a talisman, it may be able to bear the power of thunder.

  The strong mana in his body was no longer restrained by the nine-eyed dzi. Qiu Shan's beard and hair were slightly parted, and his whole body shook slightly. His figure disappeared like a ghost like a ghost.

  Zhou Ji didn't know that Shan Zhigang had this set of techniques to transform people into living beings.

  Not long after arriving at the Qin family's ancestral house, he hurriedly got on the plane and rushed back to Cangcheng Mountain.

  Because Yan Furui and Wang Qiankun are also back.

  If it was only the two of them who came back, Zhou Ji wouldn’t be in such a hurry. The key is that they went back to Cangcheng Mountain with them, and there were six Xuanmen ‘masters’, inheritors of the current Xuanmen’s six veins.

   "My Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead is still on Si Teng. If she is suppressed by these experts, won't my longevity method be ruined?" Zhou Ji left very quickly and returned quickly.

  When Si Teng came out of the alleyway stepping on the familiar high heels, he saw Zhou Ji's hurried figure running from the bottom of the ramp.

   "Sito, are you okay?"

  Siteng picked out three barrels of instant noodles at random, and then chose a bottle of Pepsi Happy Water, turned around and passed by Zhou Ji, and said lightly, "What can I do?"

"Didn't you say that people are coming from Xuanmen? Yan Furui led the seven sects to besiege Guangmingding, and you still don't care?" Zhou Ji reached out and took another bottle of delicious happy water from the shelf, and pointed at Aunt Wang quietly. Teng, said in a low voice: "Enter her account."

   Then he trotted for two steps, caught up with Si Teng, unscrewed the cap and filled half a bottle.

Si Teng paused, a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth, his contemptuous eyes seemed to be able to see through Zhou Ji's heart, he raised his head slightly, and said with a sneer: "You don't mean to say that you are in a hurry because you are worried about me Did you rush back from Shencheng?"

   Zhou Ji nodded again and again, just about to say, 'Yes. '

  But was blocked by Si Teng's next words.

"Are you worried about me, or the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead, don't you have any idea?" Si Teng rolled his eyes at Zhou Ji, stuffed all the instant noodle drink in his hand into Zhou Ji's arms, and walked towards Xingyun Pavilion without looking back Go, with a cold tone and a little temper, "Staying here won't help you, why don't you leave early and mellowly, so as not to upset people."

"What's happening here?"

  Zhou Ji froze on the spot, and was stunned for no reason. He didn't even know why the other party was angry.

Aunt Wang, who was watching the excitement behind her, scratched a few more lines on the account book and muttered, "The little Taoist left without saying a word, and he didn't order a restaurant for the little girl to take away or anything. He ate instant noodles for three meals a day, and whoever left Not on fire?"

   "If you get angry after eating instant noodles, will you vent your anger on me?" Zhou Ji's head was full of black lines, and he looked down at the buckets of instant noodles that Si Teng stuffed into his arms. And dun~ dropped half a bottle of delicious happy water and unopened Pepsi happy water.

   Zhou Ji couldn't help curling his lips.

   People and people really can't understand each other.

   Return to Xingyun Pavilion courtyard.

The burrow in the courtyard still kept the appearance of leaving. With Si Teng's "delicate" personality, he would not take the initiative to clean up the courtyard, and Zhou Ji was not the kind of active and hardworking person. The instant noodles and happy water are spread on the table.

   "Are you eating instant noodles these days?" Zhou Ji asked curiously, looking at a row of Pepsi water bottles on the windowsill.

  Si Teng obviously also heard Aunt Wang's words, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, showing a bit of murderous intent in his cold eyes, "What do you want to say?"

  Live to survive is not hard licking.

Zhou Ji seemed to be aware of the looming danger, so he couldn't help coughing lightly, and said sincerely: "It's nothing, I just want to say that this trip to Yuhang has been very rewarding. Tomorrow, the masters of Xuanmen will come here, and they must be well received. As the saying goes, courtesy first, soldiers later , we can’t let people say that we are stingy.”

  Sito nodded in satisfaction.

  She originally planned to treat these people to a meal, but she ordered two more cheongsams in the past few days, and she has no money left.

  Since Zhou Ji is so sensible, then forgive him.

  Looking at the sword box behind Ji Zhou Ji, Si Teng Zhengyan said, "Did you bring the painting?"

Zhou Ji knew that what Si Teng was talking about was the painting of the Qin family’s ancestral house. The painting itself was nothing special. The age of the painting was similar to that of Dana. The painting was not a figure but a landscape. There was an isolated island in the midst of a lake. , a seven-story pagoda stands on an isolated island, the water surface is rippling, and an inscription is left blank: "The snow is vast, and the afterimage is flustered. The setting sun shines on the water, and the bones are floating on the peak."

   There is also a signature below: "In the winter of 1943, I took a trip to the lake with my wife and son, accompanied by my friend Baiying. I came here with joy and returned with all my heart."

  The text is wrong, more like a code word.

   "You should still remember Shao Yankuan, right?" Zhou Ji sat on the table and chair, looked at Si Teng who was deep in thought, and asked with a strange expression.

  Si Teng raised his eyes and glanced at Zhou Ji, beckoning him to continue talking.

"Bai Ying married Shao Yankuan as the second wife. When the Shao family was in decline, she met Qin Fang's great-grandfather, Qin Laifu." Due to his haste, Zhou Ji didn't get much information, so he could only rely on what he had. Clues, guess the general situation.

"At the beginning, the Shao family was in decline and owed the payment for the entire town. Only Qin Laifu's family's account was settled by Bai Ying. She must have used this as an opportunity to get acquainted with Qin Laifu, making him grateful and doing things for Bai Ying." Zhou Ji said here, hesitantly She said, "I just don't know why she asked the descendants of the Qin family to go to Dana in eighty years. Could it be that she has other ways to wake you up?"

  Si Teng shook his head, she didn't know either.

   But these are not too important. When the person who hangs the door expires tomorrow, it will be much easier to help her find someone with the help of the hanging door.

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