Journey To the World of Film and Television

"I'm here!"

Hearing that the little fat man was about to find this place, Ye Hongyu frowned slightly, picked up the kitchen knife beside him and walked out.

Chen Pipi looked around on tiptoe, followed the sound all the way to find, saw Ye Hongyu walking out of the forest, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Huddling in groups to keep warm is human nature, not to mention Senior Brother Ye travels around the world, the temple owner is missing, only him and Ye Hongyu are left in Zhishou Temple, Chen Pipi's first reaction when encountering something is to find Ye Hongyu. Redfish, this will make you feel at ease.

'Ouch~'

Stepping on the slippery bluestone next to the stream, Chen Pipi hurriedly walked towards Ye Hongyu, and fell into the river with a thud, the cold stream water poured into his sleeves, the stimulating Chen Pipi shuddered, and hurriedly got up from the water .

When he raised his head again, a reflected light dazzled his eyes, and Chen Pipi said in a daze, "Ye Hongyu, why did you take out all the kitchen knives in the kitchen?"

Ye Hongyu frowned slightly, and cast a cross-eyed glance at Chen Pipi. Overnight, those clear and distant eyes seemed to be a little different from before.

It seems to be colder than the current stream, so cold that it makes people feel chills.

"wrong."

Chen Pipi was startled by Ye Hongyu's eyes, but also reacted, shook his head, and hurriedly said, "Ye Hongyu, the Tiantian book is gone!"

Chen Pipi danced and gestured, and said in a panic, "There must have been a thief in the temple last night. I got up in the morning to wash in the courtyard, and suddenly found that the heavenly book was gone." Before Chen Pipi finished speaking, Ye Hongyu's face suddenly darkened. Those strange eyes filled with hatred and killing intent really scared him.

Recalling the scene of last night, Ye Hongyu did not hide his disgust, and interrupted: "There is no need to say any more, the loss of the Heavenly Book has nothing to do with you. If Master blames me, no matter what punishment I will take, I will take it on my own."

Ye Hongyu only said that the 'sand scroll' he stole last night was taken by the man in black; but the little fat man thought that the disgust on Ye Hongyu's face was because of him, so he couldn't help but shrink back, Trembling, almost crying, "Also, I didn't mean that, it's just that we lost the heavenly book, even if you want to take care of such a big matter, the temple master won't let us go?"

That is a six-volume heavenly book!

In the early years, when he heard that the first great priest of Xiling Guangming had stolen the scroll of Mingzi, it caused an uproar in the world. Now that the remaining six volumes have been stolen, Chen Pipi couldn't believe how he would face the wrath of the temple master.

Seeing Chen Pipi hesitated to speak, Ye Hongyu was a little impatient, and said coldly, "Then what do you think?"

"Or else" Chen Pipi's brain was running wildly, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and he said with wide eyes, "or else, shall we run away?"

"Escape?" Ye Hongyu shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I don't want to escape, and I don't intend to."

"I know Senior Brother Ye is your brother, but the stolen book is from Heaven! Don't say it's your brother, even if my father is the temple master, I'm afraid he won't be able to keep me." Chen Pipi said with a mournful face.

"Since you know that the stolen book is from heaven, even if you escape, where can you escape?" Ye Hongyu said coldly.

"I heard that Master founded an academy in Datang and set up a second-floor building. I want to go there to worship Master as a teacher, so that even if my father comes back, Master can protect me." Chen Pipi became more and more excited as he talked, "I am really a ' genius'!"

"Ye Hongyu, what about you? Are you going?"

"I said, I don't want to leave and I don't intend to leave." Ye Hongyu shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "I want to stay in Xiling, find the thief from last night and kill him with my own hands!"

Chen Pipi was taken aback by the murderous look in Ye Hongyu's eyes, and said softly, "Yeye Hongyu, you...you look so scary now."

Ye Hongyu glanced at Chen Pippi, even though he suppressed the boiling hatred, his expression was still a bit gloomy, "If you want to go, go as soon as possible. My brother and the temple master will come back suddenly at some point, and I will take on the responsibility You are responsible for the loss of the Heavenly Book, tell them that this matter has nothing to do with you."

Chen Pippi showed a trace of gratitude, but seeing Ye Hongyu's icy cold appearance, he still couldn't help but feel fear.

Seeing Chen Pipi fleeing away, Ye Hongyu pursed his lips, and returned to the clear water pool with a kitchen knife.

Zhi Shou Guan Zhong.

Zhou Ji put the six volumes of heavenly scriptures back into the hut, and as soon as he lifted his feet, he saw a little fat man hurriedly coming from the front yard, and rushed to the other side of the courtyard non-stop.

Zhou Ji has never had the habit of peeking at other people taking a bath. That is a thief, not a saint.

So when Ye Hongyu came out of the valley to meet Chen Pipi, he took the opportunity to return and return the Heavenly Book to Zhishou Guanzhong.

Seeing Chen Pipi's sneaky behavior at this moment, Zhou Ji showed a hint of surprise. Not long after, he saw Chen Pipi humming from the bed sheet wrapped in a package about his size. run outside.

Where is this going? Are you moving?

Zhou Ji followed curiously, but saw him sneaking and sneaking all the way, as if he was afraid of being seen, he went down the mountain road, until he passed a mountain full of peach blossoms, and the cliffs on both sides were smooth, he was relieved and straightened his back He ordered a group of Xiling guards who saluted him to get on a carriage and drive north.

To the north of Xiling is Datang. Is this little fat man going to Datang?

Zhou Ji had just arrived and was not familiar with the world, so he jumped up and followed the carriage as soon as he thought about it. He stopped and stopped all the way for more than two months before he passed through the Qingxia pass and came to the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

On the other hand, as early as two months ago, Ye Hongyu discovered the lost and recovered 'Sand Scroll'. At this time, Chen Pipi had already left the unknown place and embarked on the road to Datang Academy.

In this era when transportation was basically based on walking and communication was basically based on shouting, without satellite positioning and remote messaging, even if Ye Hongyu wanted to get Chen Pippi back, he could only wait for Ye Su or the temple master to come back.

Apocalypse three years, Xia.

Eight-year-old Ning Que was holding a black and skinny little baby girl in the frozen Minshan Mountain and doing his best to survive.

After bumping for more than two months, the carriage finally arrived at the gate of Chang'an City.

Chang'an City is very large. Even though eighteen city caves were opened in four directions, east, west, north, south, the dignitaries and common people who entered and left the city every day still blocked these city caves from time to time, forming extremely long queues on the official roads.

Zhou Ji lay on his back on the roof of the carriage, got up and looked at the majestic city in front of him.

The tens of feet of the city towered into the sky, not only the army, but also the practitioners were on guard.

In this world where there is no flying with swords, no riding clouds and fog, most of the techniques practiced by practitioners focus on killing. Even talisman masters and psychic masters are similar to sword masters and martial arts masters, except that the methods of killing are different.

The figure flew down, Zhou Ji shuttled through the crowd, and came to the door in a blink of an eye, Chen Pipi felt a little in his heart, lifted the curtain of the car to look at the bustling crowd, scratched his head, and turned his attention to the person in front of him. Towering walls.

The Tang Empire is the center of the whole world, and Chang'an City is a place revered and worshiped by all nations. This is because there is an academy in Chang'an City, and there is a person living in the academy.

And if you want to see that person, you have to enter the academy and go up to the second floor!

Chen Pippi came to apprentice, but Zhou Ji did not.

There is no time to practice, and those who have achieved it come first.

To be a Taoist brother first, you don't have to bow down to others and worship others as teachers.

Finding an inn to stay, Zhou Ji rested for a while and left the city. At this time, the dusk was already thick, and the golden light reflected the mountain outside the city into an altar. It's no different.

To the south of Chang'an, under the mountains, is the academy.

There is no need to search deliberately, there is only this one academy in the whole mountain.

After thousands of years of wind and rain, it has never had a name. The existence of the academy is longer than that of the Tang Empire. It has trained countless famous officials for the Tang Dynasty and the world. It is not a mysterious but almost godly academy.

Wearing a plain gown, walking along the gravel path, Zhou Ji felt like visiting an old friend. He easily walked around the vast front yard of the academy, admiring the highest university in the world, a sacred place that countless people dream of.

It's a pity that now it's almost May, and April is the end of the world. Only the weeping willows in the meadow are left in the courtyard, but the peach and apricot trees beside the road can't bloom all year round like Xiling Taoshan.

Chen Pipi, who had just submitted the paperwork, felt the breeze blowing by his side when he signed up for the academy. When he turned his head to look, it was the weeping willows beside the road, and the sun was setting.

Passing through the corridors, the stone terraces, and the temples in front of the mountain, all kinds of buildings, the surroundings became more and more quiet. The late sunset faded away the last afterglow, and a cool breeze covered the heat of early summer, rushing towards Zhou Ji.

Looking up, he realized that he had come to an old book building.

The appearance of this three-story wooden building is ordinary, without any colorful decorations, and there are no cornices and hooks. The traces left by the years, I don't know how many years have been standing in the depths of this academy, but there are no traces of decay in any detail.

The reason why it is called the old book building is because the plaque hanging on its lintel is the word "Jiu Shulou".

This is the Library Pavilion of the academy, and it is also the 'second floor' leading to the back mountain of the academy.

In a trance, as if hearing a chilling cicada, Zhou Ji smiled slightly and stepped into the building.

The night sky outside the building was clear and cloudy as usual, but it quickly became dark because of the lack of a bright moon. Candles were lit up inside the building, and there was no one in the building except for a table placed on the side of the stairs. , the hanging pen swings lightly in the wind, and the ink on the inkstone is still wet.

"Well, it seems that I am a step late."

Zhou Ji looked down at the remaining brushwork on the rice paper. He was very good at calligraphy as early as the time of Soul Piercing Thief, which is even worse than the scholar who only knows how to read books.

Even though the rice paper is as clean as snow, without any ink marks, he can still feel that the opponent's hairpin flower in lower script is smart and graceful, and there is a kind of vitality to live to death.

Since the purpose of this trip is to make friends with the master, it would be a little too disrespectful to rush in.

What's more, Zhou Ji didn't have the confidence to face the group of monsters in the back mountain.

You can't beat Jun Mo without using the double swords, but once you use the swords, you may die forever.

Looking down at the pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the table, Zhou Ji raised his brows slightly, reached out to pick up the lake brush, brushed the paperweight over the rice paper, concentrated on the tip of the pen, swiped the brush, and also left a letter in lower case.

The general idea is to come to visit the master. I don't know if he is in the back mountain, and I will put my name on it.

Zhou Ji raised his head and glanced at the second floor, put down his brush, and left casually.

In the early morning of the next day, as the sun shines on the college, the cicadas that trouble the students of the college for a thousand years sing, and as the cold wind at night is dissipated by the heat wave, a new day of reincarnation begins.

The old library building was as quiet as before. A woman in a light blue robe held up the rice paper on the table, showing a cautious look.

"What a beautiful word, what an arrogant person."

The mountain behind the academy.

Jun Mo glanced at the juniors around Yu Lian. He wanted to get close to him, but he couldn't save face, so he had to support his high crown and pretended to be indifferent, but his eyes couldn't stop Aim at that word.

"This word is handsome, but also has a hint of ethereal meaning. The spiritual consciousness is condensed on the tip of the pen. When you write and swipe, it is like facing a vast ocean. In terms of cultivation alone, I am afraid it has surpassed knowing fate."

While speaking, Yu Lian glanced at the fourth junior brother Fan Yue who was calmly trying to put the letter into his sleeve. Fan Yue coughed lightly, handed the letter back to Yu Lian obediently, and said with a sneer, "Senior sister, I push people with words, Calculating a piece of chaos, there seems to be endless secrets, and I don't know the identity of this person."

Jun Mo frowned and said, "Isn't it just a picture? Since this person has left a greeting card, he will come again today. Junior sister is waiting for him in the old library."

Yu Lian nodded slightly, and carefully put away the letter paper, for fear of being stained with ink.

Sunrise and sunset, cicadas gradually die down.

Fewer and fewer students came to read ancient books, and the afterglow of the setting sun gradually extended from the threshold to the desk.

Candles lit up the darkness, Yu Lian raised her eyes to look outside the door, the letter in her hand had been copied dozens of times, but the person who left the letter never came.

After a while, Yu Lian thought for a while, spread out a piece of rice paper again, and kept it as a letterhead, and told Zhou Ji that if he wanted to see the master, he had to enter the academy and go up to the second floor. Read, will not see him.

The night is getting darker, everything is silent, the door of the old library is closed again, quietly, the erected candles are flickering gently, Zhou Ji stops at the table, looking at the empty old library, there seems to be chilling cicadas in my ears, When I looked up, I saw a woman holding a candle standing on the second floor, looking at him indifferently.

"Who are you? What's the relationship with Zhishou concept?"

(Mo Shanshan and Ye Hongyu are tentatively selected as the heroine of Yejuan. As for the third senior sister, I will try to add some interactions between her and Zhou Ji)

(Because there is no manuscript, Wubi himself does not know what the plot will look like in the end.)

(In addition, the state is too bad these days. Every time I code to eleven or twelve o'clock, I will feel dizzy and dizzy, and the efficiency will drop sharply. I feel that I will fall asleep at any time. So when updating, it may be later. If you encounter 'modification In the case of ', please wait a moment and give Wubi a little time.)

(Thank you Wubi.)