Journey To the World of Film and Television

As Si Teng's figure gradually disappeared, a cluster of green vines emerged from the soil, winding up along the swing and rocking chair in the courtyard, and entangled between the fences, forming a green shade from the sun.

The breeze from the lake blew, and the vine branches hanging under the fence swayed with the wind, like a string of wind chimes, stirring the hearts of the two.

Zhou Ji subconsciously took a step forward, and touched the vine lightly with his fingertips. Suddenly, a petite and simple white flower bloomed quietly from among the branches and leaves. Zhou Ji, who came over, stretched out his hand to hold it, and stuffed it into his sleeve.

At this time, Si Teng has fallen into a semi-sleeping state, and doesn't know what's happening outside, but even if he knows, he can't stop his instinct as a plant.

Zhou Ji went back to the house and took Ben Si Teng's favorite script, carefully pressed the petals, thinking about keeping it as evidence, and teasing her when she woke up.

From downstairs to upstairs, and then back to the courtyard from upstairs, Zhou Ji, a huge single-family villa, felt a little deserted. Obviously, he just transplanted the potted plants in the house to the courtyard, but it lacked a pleasant feeling.

Taking out his mobile phone, Zhou Ji suddenly found that the two had known each other for so long, and there was not a single photo of Si Teng in his mobile phone.

Hmm. The only one is the front and back of the ID card I took when I helped her handle the documents.

Looking at that angry expression, as if he was owed 1.8 million yuan, Zhou Ji couldn't help laughing out loud.

After laughing, Zhou Ji's mood also brightened, and he dug out the gossip yellow clay lamp sent by President Canghong from the sword box, and gradually became serious.

These days, Si Teng was tortured by the power of the red umbrella, and his body went from good to bad. Since Zhou Ji came to Yuhang, he had been worried that Shan Zhigang would suddenly appear at this juncture.

Now Si Teng Tenghua is good news for Zhou Ji, at least for the time being, he doesn't have to worry about going out to look for Shan Zhigang, but someone steals his house in the opposite way.

Before leaving the house, he deliberately found several housekeepers to ensure that the villa would always be cleaned. In this way, under the condition of not disturbing Guo Jia's strength, Shan Zhigang did not dare to hide in the villa and squat him.

Maybe it's because the Eight Diagrams Yellow Clay Lamp's grade is far inferior to the Fumo Yulei Sword, or maybe it's because the Square Array is not interested in magic weapons other than swords, so Zhou Ji can only listen to President Canghong's dictation, Shan Zhigang's hair was bundled into strands and ignited with mana.

In a daze, a faint blue flame rose from the yellow clay lamp, and the flame moved slowly towards one side like a banner.

Zhou Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked in the direction of Lan Huo. The gossip yellow clay lamp could only determine the direction but not the distance. When he was about to run out of Yuhang city all the way, the indication of the yellow clay lamp did not change. It's just that this strand of hair is almost burnt out.

"Could it be that Shan Zhigang is no longer in Yuhang, but has gone to another province?" Zhou Ji stood on an unfinished building on the outskirts of the city, extinguished the dimming fire, and drew a straight line along the map. The guiding direction goes through Xiangxi to Qiannan.

Zhou Jiyi gritted his teeth and chased him for three days, until he stopped at a stall in a night market.

Most of Shan Zhigang's hair has been burned these days. Although the fire light has been slightly deflected, the direction has not changed. Zhou Jigang, who found a barbecue stall and planned to have a rest, sat down, and the beer sprayed by the neighbor made him He frowned subconsciously, turned around and looked over.

"Good~!"

"Come on, show me another one!"

Around the small round table next to the booth, there were five or six young men full of grumpiness, some shouting loud slogans, some clapping their hands, intentionally or unintentionally encouraging a spirited girl in high school uniform to compete with them for wine.

Zhou Ji didn't pay attention to the self-willed and depraved woman, but now this little girl looks only fifteen or sixteen years old. This age is the most confused student period, and she is easily bewitched by the outside world. One wrong step will affect the whole life. Life.

Even if Zhou Ji claims he is not a good person, he doesn't want to be a villain who turns a blind eye.

"Good drinker! Come, come, fill up." A young man with tattoos in the crowd skillfully handed the girl a cigarette, and beckoned his companions to fill her with wine, but the moment the lighter was turned on, it seemed as if he was hit by something. With a bang, a cluster of huge flames exploded.

The man's hair and eyebrows were singed and bald a lot. In the chaos, the girl laughed so hard that she almost burst into tears. While laughing, she approached another man, intending to use the fire to light a cigarette.

Zhou Ji shook his head. Even if he helped such a girl wishfully once, he would not be able to help him a second time.

In the final analysis, this move is just the hypocrisy of "seeing his life and not wanting to see his death".

Picking up a gravel again, Zhou Ji stopped suddenly, looked at the middle-aged woman who was walking straight towards this side, and then sighed lightly, and put the gravel in his palm on the table.

"Go! Come back with me!"

This middle-aged woman seems to be trying her best to restrain her temper, but children in the rebellious period are always bombarded at one point, so how can they be obedient?

"I don't need you to control me~!"

Zhou Ji hated other people making noise. At that time, Wang Qiankun was silenced by him and Si Teng at the same time because he was too noisy. Now that there are so many people, and it is in the public, Zhou Ji Immediately pack up and leave, anyway, she is already here, and the family affairs should be left to their family to solve by themselves.

Zhou Ji left the night market unsteadily, found a relatively remote and quiet wall and sat down, dangling his legs and twirling skewers, which was quite leisurely.

When he lit the yellow clay lamp again, the blue fire that had been oriented to the southwest suddenly had a huge deflection, and it was directed towards the due east.

You know, he just came from the night market in the east, which means that Shan Zhigang is also in this provincial capital at this time? Or even say, near the barbecue stand he stayed at just now?

Zhou Ji froze for a moment, and hurried towards the night market.

When he passed a culvert, there was a sudden sound of fighting, which made him stop.

The incandescent lamp hanging above the culvert flickered dimly. While shaking back and forth, Zhou Ji seemed to see a man in black wearing a hood and cape, approaching the girl who was lying limp on the ground step by step.

Since it was only the back view, Zhou Ji couldn't see who the other party was, but the back view and body shape were slightly familiar, so they should have met once.

Zhou Ji frowned slightly, looked in the direction of Shan Zhigang, and then at the unknown mysterious man in black robe.

Without any hesitation, he immediately extinguished the fire of the yellow clay lamp, took out his mobile phone and pretended to make a call, his tone was terrified, but it could penetrate the entire culvert.

"Hey~!! 110? I'll call the police! Someone murdered someone in the night market culvert in Dongshi! Yes! It's in the culvert next to the night market!"