Journey To the World of Film and Television

A pair of bright eyes lit up in the darkness, Zhou Ji and Si Teng entered the bottom of the cave, and saw the little girl in the corner at a glance.

She seemed to be no more than five or six years old, and she was hiding beside a woman with unkempt hair and shaggy hair. The woman was also dressed in rags, leaning quietly against the corner of the stone wall like a corpse.

It can be seen that she tried her best to put a piece of complete cloth on the side of her body. The black blood scab was mixed with the soil, and the original color could no longer be distinguished. After the filth was gone, the bloody smell permeated Zhou Ji nasal cavity.

The Adam's apple rolled, Zhou Ji opened his mouth, and could only sigh softly, the square array lighted up, Zhou Ji took out two bottles of clear water from the void, flicked his fingers, the bottle broke, and the clear water was suspended in the air, crushing the two bottles. A piece of bread was soaked in it, and flowed into the mouths of the two of them a little bit.

A new sprout sprouted from the near-severed vitality, and the woman regained some consciousness from the coma, her pale and bloodless lips were slightly closed, and she was unwilling to continue drinking.

Zhou Ji frowned slightly, and looked down at the woman who resisted instinctively, only to see her eyes closed tightly, her eyelids trembling slightly, but she had lost even the strength to open them.

On the shriveled eyelids, you can only see the sliding eyeballs constantly turning to the side, as if you are worried about whether your child has water to drink.

A ball of water and a piece of bread is nothing but a drop in the bucket for people who have been hungry for so many days.

Baguio licked her lips with unsatisfied interest, turned her head to look at the half ball of water floating around her mother's mouth, subconsciously swallowed her saliva, shook her mother slightly, and said anxiously, "Mother, what's wrong with you? Why not Eat? We are saved, wake up quickly."

There was a trace of pity in Si Teng's cold eyes, and he sighed, "She wants to leave these bread and water for you to eat."

Baguio is just a six-year-old girl, ignorant and ignorant. Many things can only be done instinctively, not thinking. After being awakened by Si Teng, she realized that she quickly persuaded her mother to eat, as if she had heard Baguio again. After calling again and again, the woman drank the remaining bubbles and fell into a deep sleep.

After rescuing the two of them out of the cave, Zhou Ji took out a windbreaker and put it on the woman, covering her mutilated arm.

After three days of recuperation, the woman gradually woke up from the pain. A muffled snort woke up Baguio who was lying on the bed. Seeing her mother wake up, the tears that had not dried up were washed away again. It can't be wiped clean. In the past few days when her mother was in a coma, she already knew a lot of things, but looking at the figure in front of her with half of her body wrapped in gauze, her stomach churned again after crying like a few days ago. , retching up.

From Baguio's intermittent narration, Xiao Chi just realized that their mother and daughter were rescued by a woman named Miss Si Teng, and beside that Miss Si Teng was a small attendant named Zhou Ji.

Under the attic, the corners of Zhou Ji's mouth twitched, and he turned to look at Si Teng, who was snickering beside him. Noticing Zhou Ji's gaze, Si Teng, who was snickering, straightened his face, his eyes were cold, his expression was calm and elegant He picked up a brush, and a cloud of ink dripped from the tip.

"Sure enough, you taught it!" Zhou Ji gave Si Teng a white look, got up and walked towards the bamboo building next to him, Si Teng burst out laughing, and then pulled the rice paper that had been damaged by the ink into the wastebasket.

The sound of rhythmic footsteps came from outside the door. When Xiao Chi saw the plain Taoist robe on Zhou Ji, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect Biguio, but then remembered what Biguio had just said, and immediately reacted, and hurriedly stood up Salute, "Thanks to the benefactor for saving my mother and daughter, I am very grateful."

"Hey~ Your injury is still unhealed, and you are losing both energy and blood. You should not move around. You should lie down and rest first." Zhou Ji quickly waved his sleeves to call out a soft wind, stopping the other party.

Feeling the pure magic power contained in this soft wind, Xiao Chi was surprised, but seeing Si Teng walking from behind Zhou Ji, he was completely relieved.

In this world where black and white are not so clear, only the evil spirit cannot be changed.

If it was someone else from the Devil's Cult, facing this weird combination of one good and one evil, they would be extremely vigilant even if their lives were saved, but Xiao Chi was different, she was more willing to believe than to doubt.

During the chat, the three of them notified each other's names, and learned from the little idiot that she was originally from Huqi Mountain. Half a month ago, she took her daughter to Liuhu Cave to visit her mother, but was attacked by an evil monk from Tianyin Temple. The entire Liuhu Cave was collapsed by the golden bowl of the Buddha, and Baguio's grandmother also passed away due to serious injuries.

What happened after Baguio's grandma was buried, Xiao Chi didn't go into details, and there is no need to go into details.

Zhou Ji and Si Teng looked at her with a little more admiration, while Baguio next to him seemed to recall the food his mother found for him every once in a while, with his head down, tightly clutching the corner of the emerald green skirt , until the fingers turned white and the nails sank into the flesh.

Seeing Baguio's expression of self-blame and remorse, Xiao Chi gently stroked the top of Baguio's head, comforting the little girl one by one, then looked at Zhou Ji and expressed his thanks again.

As for the "little follower" mentioned by his daughter, although the little idiot is innocent and kind but not stupid, he can naturally see that Zhou Ji is the main couple in front of him.

Because his body was too weak, he didn't say a few words, Xiao Chi fell asleep again, but this time his frowning brows became more relaxed, and his pale cheeks became more bloody.

Thousands of miles away, a few figures turned into black light and flew towards the depths of Huqi Mountain. The surrounding mountains were lush and lush, but a mountain in the distance seemed to be missing a corner, and the soil layer that was incompatible with the surrounding barren mountains was exposed. and rocks.

The leader was a little faster, and in a blink of an eye he distanced himself from the followers behind him, and landed in front of Liuhu Cave anxiously.

The mountain gate is gone, and so is the cave.

As far as the eye can see, there is only a collapsed mountain top and a mess everywhere.

"metropolitan!"

"metropolitan!!"

"Zong"

Not long after, three more people fell down, two men and one woman, You Ji took two steps forward, walked to the side of Wan Wan, looked at the ruins in front of her, and stood there like a ghost king.

As if awakened by the sound of a call, thousands of people kept rolling in their minds the proverbs that Zhou Xianxian once said to him, their jaws were about to burst, they were no longer calm and refined in the past, a kind of murderous intent seemed to suck up all the air around them, it was dark and cold The ferocious hostility made Baihu's back feel cold, and his tone trembled.

"Sovereign, the subordinates are incompetent, and failed to find out the ambush plan of Tianyin Temple thief Bald in advance, please punish the suzerain."

Wan Wan's chest fluctuated, trying to adjust his mentality, his eyes slightly closed, and then slowly opened, "The ambush has been planned for a long time, and it will be kept extremely secret. It's normal if you didn't find out, so don't worry about it. "

"Sovereign, what should we do next?" Qinglong looked at Wan Wan in awe and asked hesitantly.

Thousands of people stood in front of the collapsed mountain, their eyes bloodshot.

"Live to see people and die to see corpses, dig!"

After Wanwan finished speaking, he split the boulder in front of him with his palm and dug into the mountain. The three people behind him quickly followed after seeing this, and tried their best to clean up the collapsed mountain regardless of consumption.

"Sovereign, look here!" As another boulder was lifted, You Ji's eyes lit up, looking at the corridor leading directly to the depths of the cave, she said pleasantly.

Regardless of the danger, ten thousand people jumped into the tunnel, and as soon as they entered the cave, they saw the graves piled up on the other side of the cave.

There is no stele on the tomb, only a rag is pressed on the top of the tomb, and the words "Tomb of the Shadow of the Dead Mother" are written. '

Thousands of people could not hide the grief in their eyes, and kowtowed deeply to the mother-in-law, clutching the rags tightly in their hands, as if they were holding hope.

The handwriting is Xiaochi's, and Baguio and Xiaochi are no longer here.

Presumably they were buried together by the mountain, the mother-in-law died unfortunately, and they were trapped in the cave for a long time, and then they were rescued.

With the ingenuity of thousands of people, once he regained his composure, he quickly recovered the whole story.

Feeling relieved suddenly, Wan Wan breathed a sigh of relief from his despair.

But, who will save Xiao Chi and Baguio? And where are they now?

After leaving Yongdong, Wan Wan's face sank like water, and he turned his head to look at the boundless barren mountains and jungles around him, feeling more and more worried in his heart.

"You want to worship me as a teacher?"

Outside a bamboo building hundreds of miles away, Si Teng looked at the little girl in front of him with great interest. Baguio rubbed the corner of her skirt in embarrassment. After getting along with each other these days, she had already discovered that she had a strange spirit in front of her. This cold and arrogant Miss Si Teng was not good at all, so she could only nod honestly.

Zhou Ji glanced at Baguio with a strange expression, then shifted his gaze to Si Teng, until she gave her a cold and murderous stare, and then looked away resentfully.

Si Teng's strength is considered top-notch in her original world, but in the real world of Xianxia, ​​it can only be regarded as two or three hundred years of cultivation.

This is still the result of swallowing the power of the red umbrella.

Even though the world of Jade Immortals is still a world where the road to immortality is cut off and the law of longevity is lacking, there are many monks who have cultivated immortality for three to five hundred years. The power of delusion is even worse than that of the Demon Cult.

Si Teng was also quite curious about this.

"Then what do you want to learn?" Si Teng looked away, and raised his eyebrows again in the mirror, "I don't think you're interested in manipulating Tengsi."

"I, I want to learn how to do makeup from you." Baguio looked at Si Teng with a pitiful look, but a chuckle came from beside him.

"Why, do you have any dissatisfaction?" Si Teng turned his head to look at Zhou Ji, with a bright smile on his face, "Or do you want to learn too?"

Zhou Ji likes to see Si Teng beautiful, but it doesn't mean that he also wants to be "beautiful~" like her.

A chill came to his heart, Zhou Ji quickly stretched his arms and shook his head like a rattle without hesitation.

"No, I don't want to, don't talk nonsense."

'poof~'

This time I was amused and turned into Si Teng, who gave Zhou Ji a white look through the mirror, turned to look at little Biguio, looked up and down and said, "At your current age, you don't need makeup at all, and your innocent childlike face is just Your best makeup."

"But." A trace of disappointment flashed in Biguio's eyes, and when Si Teng said the second half of the sentence, the aura lit up again. "However, temperament and manners can be cultivated from an early age, and these internal things are as important as external makeup.

"Master, you promised to teach me?" Bi Yao showed surprise, Si Teng nodded slightly, and turned to look at Zhou Ji, his eyes seemed to indicate something.

The tacit understanding for many years suddenly stalled, Zhou Ji looked at Si Teng because he didn't understand, Baguio next to him reacted first, trotted to Zhou Ji, opened a teacup, poured a cup of tea, and returned to Si Teng's place .

Si Teng took the tea in satisfaction, and nodded slightly towards Bi Yao, as a recognition of this great disciple of the founder of beauty makeup, while Zhou Ji, who was next to him, stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, and couldn't help but shook his head.

That night, Baguio told Xiao Chi about her apprenticeship with Si Teng, and Xiao Chi was very happy for her, but now she is more worried about her husband.

It has been nearly half a month since they were out of trouble, if Wan Wan heard the news of their attack, they would be very worried, and maybe they would do some stupid things.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chi became more anxious, and then told Zhou Ji and Si Teng about the matter, and wanted to ask them to pass on the message of their mother and daughter's safety to Gui Wangzong.

Si Teng had nothing to do with this, but Zhou Ji, who was always the talkative, rejected her plea.

As I said before, Si Teng's strength in this world can only be regarded as ordinary, or even a little low. Whether it is to keep her here to protect the idiot mother and daughter, or to send her to the ghost king's sect, Zhou Ji is not at ease. .

This can be said to be his unfounded worry, but he would rather keep this cautiousness than be sprayed in the face by the familiar dog blood again.

At least, with the current situation, neither of them can go in person.

Fortunately, Xiao Chi's body is gradually recovering, and after another three days of training, Xiao Chi can already stand up with force, but Si Teng can't fly, and Xiao Chi is injured again. Hang a small one.

Even if he was willing, the three of them would not agree.

Hmm. When the little idiot was disheveled and seriously injured, Si Teng seemed to agree.

Huqi Mountain stretches for thousands of miles. It was originally the place where the Fox Clan lived, but a catastrophe three hundred years ago nearly wiped out the Fox Clan.

Returning to the mountain where the Liuhu Cave is located, boulders and soil are scattered everywhere, Zhou Ji glanced at the mountain road that was obviously different from when he left, "It seems that someone has come here to look for you, the rocks over there There are obvious signs of tilting."

"Sanggong." The little idiot's sad eyes finally lit up, and when he left, he couldn't help but look back at the cave where his mother was buried, sighed softly, took Biguio with his intact left hand, and limped along Go behind Zhou Ji.

(Suddenly found that the copy of Zhu Xian is so difficult to write. It seems that it has already been written. I found an angle that no one has written before to cut into the plot. Halfway through the writing, I finally understood why there are so many Zhu Xian fans. None of them started from here. I seem to have chosen the most difficult path for myself.)