Journey To the World of Film and Television

"Brother!" Fan Ruoruo was full of aura, looking at Fan Xian exactly the same as when he was reprimanding Fan Sizhe, "I don't need you to pass on the matter between me and him, if he wants to tell me anything, let him do it himself. "

Fan Xian twitched the corners of his mouth. Fan Ruoruo, who had never seen him like this before, was a little overwhelmed by the momentum for a moment, coughed lightly and said, "I will tell him when I see him."

Fan Ruoruo just walked away, and before leaving, he repeatedly threatened Fan Xian not to forget what he said.

After sending Fan Ruoruo away, Fan Xian finally heaved a sigh of relief, with his sister on one side and his friend on the other.

Don't think about it, of course I want to stand on my sister's side!

Turning around and returning to the room, as soon as he entered the room, he saw a handsome young man with a black veil standing beside the desk.

"Uncle Wuzhu!" Fan Xian was overjoyed, went up to meet him, and said with a smile, "Uncle Wuzhu, when did you come? Where have you been these days?"

"I went to the south of the Yangtze River." Wu Zhu replied expressionlessly, his tone seemed calm and indifferent, only Fan Xian, who was most familiar with him, could vaguely hear some abnormalities.

"Jiangnan?" Fan Xian asked doubtfully.

"The past is blurry. I want to retrace the path I walked with my lady and see the scenery we saw together." Wuzhu paused for a moment, and the fluctuations in his tone disappeared, returning to his usual calmness. "Is the lady's box still there?"

Fan Xian nodded, took out a wooden box from a hidden compartment in the room, and placed it in front of Wu Zhu.

Wu Zhu stretched out his hand to cover the surface of the box, and the familiar touch made him unable to hold it for a while longer.

"I want to open the box left by Miss, so I revisited the old place to try to find some memories." Wuzhu said calmly, "I have now confirmed that there are two possibilities for the key to open this box, either in the palace .”

"Imperial Palace?" Fan Xian asked in surprise.

Wu Zhu nodded and said, "If we have time, let's search."

"Uncle, there are so many masters in the palace, and one of the four great masters may be in the palace. We will definitely not be able to hide it from them when we enter the palace." Fan Xian supported his forehead and said, "Oh, it would be great if Zhou Ji was here. With him Breaking into the palace is absolutely easy."

Speaking of Zhou Ji, Fan Xian couldn't help hesitating, looked up at Wu Zhu, and asked, "Uncle, have you ever been to the temple?"

"I've been." Wu Zhu replied, his tone was flat as if it was a trivial matter.

Fan Xian tentatively asked, "Then can you draw a map to the temple for me?"

Wu Zhu paused, and asked, "Are you going to the temple?"

"No, it's a friend of mine who wants to go. He asked me to find the map of the temple. I want to help him." Fan Xian said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Wu Zhu immediately agreed.

The temple is located in the extreme north, so Wuzhu can come and go freely, but if Fan Xian wants to go, he might stop him, since it's someone else, it doesn't matter.

Except for Fan Xian, what does the life and death of other people have to do with him?

Sensing something was wrong, Fan Xian hesitated and said, "Is it dangerous there?"

Wuzhu replied: "The environment there is extremely harsh, not suitable for human survival."

Fan Xian glanced at the map drawn by Wu Zhu, combined with his observations of astrology and landforms these days, he asked in surprise, "Is the temple at the North Pole?"

In addition to being surprised, he was also a little stunned.

Also, the conditions in the extreme north are indeed harsh, and it is indeed difficult to reach without a certain knowledge reserve and personal strength.

But for Zhou Ji, as long as he is fully prepared, the impact should not be great.

Looking at the map in his hand, a sense of malice suddenly rose in Fan Xian's heart, he couldn't help but smirked, turned over a Luban lock and stuffed it into it, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Wu Zhu couldn't help asking, seeing that Fan Xian was busy and stopped talking to him about the young lady's wooden box.

"Continue." Fan Xian apologized again and again, sat down again, and said with a smile: "The palace is on hold for now, why don't you talk about the second possibility?"

Wu Zhu calmly said: "Miss has been living in the Taiping Courtyard outside the capital, maybe the key is there."

Fan Xian's eyes lit up, he was more interested in the place where Ye Qingmei lived than the palace, and asked quickly, "What about the exact location?"

"I forgot." Wuzhu said calmly.

With a dejected look on his face, Fan Xian lay down on the table and said, "Okay, I'll ask my father later."

"Don't let Fan Jian know that I'm going back to Beijing, I will protect you in the capital during this time." Wu Zhu looked at Fan Xian, his tone fluctuated a little: "I promise, there will be no second assassination gone."

Fan Xian's heart warmed, and he said with a smile, "I know, I will also find Taiping other courtyard as soon as possible."

Early the next morning, Fan Xian went to find Fan Ruoruo and handed her the Luban lock in his hand.

"I'm not a child anymore, why did you give me this?" Fan Ruoruo took Lu Bansuo with a surprised face, glanced over, covered her mouth and smiled, "Are you apologizing to me for what happened yesterday?"

Fan Xian rolled his eyes at Fan Ruoruo, pretending to grab him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't pay me back!"

Fan Ruoruo hurriedly covered the Luban lock in his hand, dodged and said, "Look at your smirk, this thing must be of some use, so I won't return it to you."

"It is indeed useful." Fan Xian did not tell Fan Ruoruo about the temple map. After all, it is of great importance. Once it is leaked, it will inevitably set off a bloodbath in the whole capital. A map causes chaos. "The things inside are very important to Zhou Ji, you have to keep them carefully."

Fan Xian sighed, and continued: "Brother won't bother with you and him anymore, how you choose depends on what decision you make with him."

Zhou Ji, Zhou Ji, it's not that I don't have enough friends.

It was you who shouldn't have attacked my sister.

When they first met at Fengling Ferry, Yang Guo missed his life the first time he saw her.

You want to be Yang Guo, but my sister can't be Guo Xiang.

Fan Ruoruo didn't have time to pay attention to Fan Xian's wild thoughts, she carefully picked up the Luban lock, with an inexplicable light in her eyes.

"Chee~!"

At this moment, the protagonist who was plotted against by the Fan brothers and sisters, Zhou Ji sneezed hard.

The sounds of warblers and swallows from the rouge shop downstairs were accompanied by various aromas. Zhou Ji was lazily lying on the recliner, eating refreshments and drinking green tea, enjoying himself to the fullest.

More than half a month has passed in a flash.

After he reached an agreement with Chen Pingping, he sneaked back to the capital and hid in this 'rouge shop' in the west of the city for more than half a month.

During the period, Fan Ruoruo even came a few times. When we first met, he was a little haggard, but later his complexion got better and better. Presumably, he has come out of this ignorant relationship and faced a new life, right?

Thinking of this, Zhou Ji felt a little lost in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly spit at himself.

You are destined not to belong to this world, why are you still thinking of harming the little girl.

Hetui! shameless!

Scolding is scolding, every time Fan Ruoruo comes, he will take another look.

Men~ As long as you are liked by a beautiful girl, even if you don't mean it that way, you still can't help but care about it.