Journey To the World of Film and Television

Looking up, the four eyes met, Zhou Ji nodded and saluted, listening to the soft babble of the old wooden stairs, the candlestick was put back on the table, and the woman who taught dressing in the academy had already walked up to him.

There was no surprise on Zhou Ji's face, but after the woman looked Zhou Ji up and down, a trace of surprise flashed in her plain and distant eyes.

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

Zhou Ji looked down at the long gown with Taoist cloud patterns on his body, and laughed dumbly, "I am not a person who knows and observes, and the people in the world who seek Tao are not the only ones who know and observe."

Yu Lian was clear, his expression was still calm, but the frozen air in the old library seemed to be circulating again.

"Presumably the teacher is the third gentleman of the Academy?" Zhou Ji rubbed his nose, keenly aware that the oppression of the blocked air mechanism is gradually dissipating, and smiled, "Next week, Ji will come to visit Master specially to seek the realm of no rules."

Yu Lian'an has been quietly sketching hairpin flowers for ten years, and has just cultivated such gentleness. Hearing Zhou Ji's words seem to be arguing with his master's peers, no matter how much he appreciates the other party's calligraphy, there is a trace of displeasure color.

"These days coincide with the college registration exam. If you want to see Master, you can come to the Academy with students from Datang, Southern Jin, Yuelun, Beiyan and other places. If you can climb to the second floor, Master will meet you."

Zhou Ji asked thoughtfully, "Master isn't in the academy right now?"

Yu Lian didn't answer, but looked at Zhou Ji indifferently. Although she didn't speak, her eyes revealed the meaning of "chasing away guests".

Zhou Ji shrugged his shoulders, but he didn't just wait around. Since the other party said that he would show up when a disciple came to visit him, it would not be too late to visit again on the day when Chen Pipi climbed to the second floor. .

With a bow to Yulian, Zhou Ji retreated slowly, everything was silent, the night was slightly cold, there was a chilling cicada in a trance, the gate of the old book building was closed without wind, and the candles were extinguished one by one. In the clear and moonless night, immersed in the darkness.

At that time.

In the far west, the night is long.

A carriage was parked in the desert at the end of the northern wilderness, and a cluster of swaying bonfires were lit to illuminate the vast night sky.

An old man with white beard and hair was swallowing his saliva while looking at the barren mountains and mountains in the distance.

Beside the bonfire, a middle-aged man with a book in his waist unhurriedly picked up a piece of coarse cloth, folded it into a square and placed it on the lid of the casserole. Like a worm, it slipped quietly into the nose of the master.

There are no fish in this desert, even where the oasis has water sources, you can't find the green carp unique to Daze Lake.

Daze is located in the Southern Jin Dynasty. Thousands of miles north of the Southern Jin Dynasty is the Qingxia, and passing through the Qingxia pass is the border of the Tang Dynasty. The Datang area spans thousands of miles from south to north. The grassland is vast and endless, until the northernmost tip of the Haotian world, which is Xuefeng Beihuang, the distance between them is more than ten thousand miles?

Traveling thousands of miles to catch fat and fresh fish, and then returning to the northern desert, this middle-aged man who seems to move slowly only took a nap of his wife.

The end of the world is so close, this is no distance.

Master stretched out his hands to catch the scent that floated in, and sniffed lightly, "Slow down, how long has it been? Do you want to starve to death, old man?"

"Soon, soon."

Li slowly said that it was too late, but he still picked up the water ladle slowly and added half a ladle of clean water to the pot.

The lid of the casserole covers the mouth of the pot, and the overflowing aroma is locked back into the pot.

The master straightened up helplessly, sat upright again, looked at the direction where Datang was, pinched his fingers, and sighed, "After all, we have been in Beihuang for a year. Slowly, we will leave tomorrow and return to Datang."

After a year of observation, the night in the north is getting longer and longer, and it is spreading to the south at a slow speed. The mighty power of heaven and earth, the alternation of day and night, even the master is helpless.

All he can do is to investigate every ten years, not only to observe the secret of the legendary 'Eternal Night', but also to find two people who should not have existed in this generation.

Before the sun rose in the Northern Wilderness, the sky in Datang was already bright.

Since he guessed that the master was not in the academy for the time being, Zhou Ji planned to move out of the inn and find a quieter place to stay in Chang'an first, and it would not be too late to visit when the master came back.

After finding the intermediary Yazi to help find them, Zhou Ji wandered around the city by himself.

Walking through the streets with people coming and going, crossing the small bridge, leaving the running water behind, the sound of hawking, the aroma of snacks, and the smell of various spices form the bustling and lively East Street.

After walking for a long time, Zhou Ji was a bit hungry. Now that he had a lot of money in his pocket, he didn't have to eat a bowl of hot and sour noodle soup at the stall next to him. His eyes swept over a restaurant by the river in the city, and Zhou Ji looked there. walked over.

It was almost noon now, which should be the best time for restaurant business, but when Zhou Ji walked to the door, he found that the lobby was empty, only a middle-aged man sat in the middle of the lobby with a long sword on his waist, with his back facing the door. sit.

A restaurant is a place to eat, and he can't even untie his sword, thinking that this person didn't come to eat.

Xiao Er raised the back kitchen curtain and glanced at the person in the middle of the lobby, then tiptoed towards Zhou Ji, and stopped him apologetically, "I'm so sorry, guest officer, it's inconvenient for the shop to accept customers today, otherwise, The guest officer should go elsewhere first?"

Zhou Ji, who used to be a saint of robbers, is well aware of the habit of some people in the world who want to save face. If you let me go, I will leave, so do I still want to save face?

Throughout the ages, most of these people who care about face can't live long in the arena, because these people want face, and others also want face. If there are more people who want face, more people will die for face.

Zhou Ji's character has always been kind to others. Seeing Xiaoer's flattering smile that was uglier than crying, he was also worried that he would lose his life in vain, so he became more curious, glanced at the middle-aged swordsman, and wanted to leave right away. But the man said, "Since you're here, please come in."

Xiao Er looked at Zhou Ji with some hesitation, and Zhou Ji frowned. Although he didn't like trouble, he was not a person who retreated again and again. He stepped into the shop, and under the surprised eyes of Xiao Er and the swordsman, Sitting opposite the swordsman.

He could feel the indisputability of the other party's calm and calm tone, which was enough to see that this middle-aged swordsman was only used to issuing orders and did not allow his subordinates to question his orders.

However, Zhou Ji is a man who is soft but not hard.

"Brother, do you want to sit here?" The swordsman looked curiously at the young man in front of him. The plain gown was embroidered with Daoyun cloud patterns, which looked a bit handsome. Zhou Ji also observed the opposite This middle-aged swordsman has an outstanding temperament and a dignified appearance. The hearty aura exuding from his brows gives people an inexplicable sense of trust. A person with such a temperament is always surrounded by brothers, even if he is alone at this time , Zhou Ji can also feel that there should be many brothers under him.

"Is it not possible?" Zhou Ji asked with a half-smile.

"Of course." The middle-aged man smiled, "Brother is sitting here, I'm afraid it will affect your appetite later."

"That's a problem." Zhou Ji said with a smile, "Then trouble the chef to be quicker and leave earlier after eating."

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback, as if he understood something, and said with a loud smile, "Since that's the case, please trouble Xiaoer to serve another table of wine and food."

He invited Xiao Er to order some food and wine, and the middle-aged man and Zhou Ji ate their meals leisurely.

The noise outside the door gradually dissipated, and the calm inside the restaurant seemed to be contagious, spreading to the entire street.

Zhou Ji looked up, and the street seemed to be empty, but there were dozens or hundreds of auras hidden, revealing a cold murderous aura that seemed to suppress the heat of summer a bit.

The middle-aged man clenched the scabbard in his hand, wiped off the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, looked at Zhou Ji with a pair of eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Let's do it!"

"Do it? What hand?" Zhou Ji felt a breath of energy coming towards him, and couldn't help laughing, "Did you misunderstand something?"

"Aren't you invited by the Cao Gang?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly, showing a trace of doubt.

Only then did Zhou Ji suddenly realize that his phrase 'Eat earlier and leave earlier' had caused the other party's misunderstanding, he laughed dumbly and said, "I first came to Chang'an and wandered around the city, just looking for a place to eat, not Get to know the so-called Cao Gang.”

Only then did the middle-aged man realize that he had made a big oolong, and he raised his forehead and said, "That's it. It is indeed a misunderstanding by Chao Mou."

Sensing the increasingly murderous atmosphere in the air, the middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "Since there is a misunderstanding, I would like to trouble you to leave with Xiao Er through the back door first, and if Chao X is lucky enough to survive in the future, I will toast to you again." apologize."

While talking, a knife light pierced the window and flew towards the two of them. The middle-aged man wanted to dodge, but Zhou Ji was right in front of him. If he dodged by, the knife light might hurt innocent people.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man drew his sword out of its sheath, and the moment he turned around, he saw that the light of the knife began to shatter when it touched a few feet in front of him.

Dongxuan? famous? Talisman? study teacher?

The middle-aged man glanced in surprise at Zhou Ji, who was drinking by himself at the table with his usual expression in his eyes, but at this moment he had no time to think about it, as the knife light was broken, dozens of figures entered the restaurant one by one, filling the restaurant The inside and outside are completely tight.

In broad daylight, there was such a commotion in the bustling streets of the capital of the Tang Dynasty that even Zhou Ji looked sideways, "There are so many of them, what about your people? You can't be the only one, right?"

The middle-aged man stood with a sword in his hand, stood in front of the wine table, looked at the killers around him cautiously, and said indifferently, "Today, I invited the leader of the Cao Gang to come to discuss matters, and we made an appointment for each of us without any subordinates, but in the end he sent He killed all the elites of the Cao Gang and my people should have already reached his residence."

"Good guy, use yourself as a bait to play with someone to change houses?" Zhou Ji raised his eyebrows looking at the figure of the middle-aged man fighting in the hall.

Clusters of blood were sprayed everywhere, and the corpses were all over the ground in a blink of an eye. Zhou Ji could see that this person's swordsmanship was extremely extraordinary, and at the same time, he seemed to hide his realm in his strikes. Similarly, according to the division of this world, it has been a while since I stepped into the cave,

The person who just took out the knife just now did not have the perception of Zhou Ji. All he could see was that his elite soldiers went forward and died one after another, but the person they were going to kill did not show the slightest fatigue.

Can't wait any longer.

As the middle-aged man pierced the killer's chest with a sword, the body of the Cao Gang elite in front of him was suddenly torn from left to right, and at the same time as blood sprayed, a thick-backed broad knife slashed at Zhou Ji's head, with a strong saber aura Bloody, slashed on a light blue mana barrier with a bang.

For a while, the blood carried by the blade splashed out, and slowly flowed down along the translucent body protection. Zhou Ji looked at the sturdy swordsman who was thrown out by the shock in surprise, and said doubtfully, "You want to kill him?" , why are you looking for me?"

"I have heard for a long time that Chao Xiaoshu has a lot of friends. Since you are at the same table with him, you just helped him block the knife. If you don't kill me, who will you kill?" Master Fu, don't even think about getting out of here alive today!"

The swordsman waved his hand, and the elite gang members who had been guarding outside the house poured into the restaurant, several signals shot up in the sky, and another group of gangsters were driven out from the direction of the Cao Gang station, heading towards the east of the city.

"He said I was your friend?" Zhou Ji looked helplessly at Chao Xiaoshu.

"He was right."

Chao Xiaoshu fended off the three long knives that were slashing at him at the same time, and retreated to Zhou Ji's side, his breath slightly unsteady, "No matter what the result is today, you are my friend to Chao Xiaoshu."

After the fight, the lobby of the entire restaurant was already in a mess, only the only set of tables and chairs in good condition was left in the middle of the lobby. Zhou Ji sat in front of the table, watching the swordsman and the Cao Gang killers surrounded Xiaoshu and himself. live,

With empty palms, a light blue electric arc came out from between the fingers, and it spread to the entire lobby in an instant. The gang members have already collapsed and twitched on the spot, but they can't even get up.

"What kind of sorcery is this! Nian Shi can actually attract thunder from the sky?" Although the swordsman broke free from the intrusion of the electric arc by virtue of the power of the explosive blood, but seeing the almost purple dark blue arc appearing again on Zhou Ji's fingertips, the swordsman stepped back halfway Stepping forward, a trace of fear appeared on his face.

"What sorcery? This is the authentic Xuan. No, Xuanmen Leifa." Zhou Ji pursed his lips and flicked his fingertips. It seemed as if he heard thunder in the swordsman's ears, and the sound shook the whole Chang'an.

In the Taoist temple of the South Gate, Li Qingshan's chess pieces seemed to be scared away by the sound of drought and thunder rising from the ground, disrupting the bad chess game. He stood up and looked outside the door, frowning, "Senior brother, did you hear that just now?" What?"

Yan Se stretched out her hand to move the chess piece messed up by Li Qingshan, picked up the one that fell just now, handed it back to him, and said with a smile, "It's just a thunderstorm, what's the surprise?"

The corner of Li Qingshan's mouth twitched, he glanced at the chess piece Yan Se handed over, and then at the big dragon who was about to be eaten, coughed lightly, and wiped out the chess game, "These days Suzaku Street seems to be frightened!" There is a vision, I suspect it has something to do with Jinglei, wait for me to deduce it, and I will play chess with my brother when I have time."