Journey To the World of Film and Television

"Student Ning Que, meet Master."

Knowing the identity of the master, Ning Que hastily adjusted his clothes, knelt down on one knee and extended his hand to the master.

The Master glanced over Zhou Ji, and looked down at Ning Que, who smelled of alcohol all over his body. His eyes were fixed, as if he could see through the gluttonous power entrenched in his body.

Ning Que secretly thought it was not good, and thought that the master would mind his being enchanted. Just when Ning Que was feeling uneasy, the master patted his palm casually and said, "You are a student I have never met before, but that day Since you can pass the many tests I set in the back mountain and climb to the top, then I will recognize your identity. Get up~"

Ning Que's heart was finally relieved, and he stood up respectfully and took a few steps back. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Zhou Ji who was sitting next to him laughing, and couldn't help curling his lips.

Seeing the interaction between the two, the master asked curiously, "Have you known Zhou Daoyou and Shisan for a long time?"

Zhou Ji rolled down his sleeves, stretched out his hand to signal his master to sit down, and said meaningfully, "He and I are fellow villagers, right?"

The "old countryman" master nodded slightly, understanding what Zhou Ji meant, but the butcher and the alcoholic behind him were restless and wanted to escape several times.

Zhou Ji looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "When I came back from the wasteland, Mr. Da said that my master went to find someone elsewhere. I think the people who need to look for it should be the two people behind me, right?"

It was discovered that this young junior was able to make friends with his master in the same generation, and he called him a 'dao friend'.

The butcher and the alcoholic looked at each other with weird expressions. As beings who survived the previous era, they had common fears and their own pride.

They are afraid of Master because Master can really kill them, and they are not afraid of Zhou Ji because they can see that Zhou Ji's realm is not enough to achieve no distance. What's so great about a deep cultivation base? If there is no distance, they are all ants.

The alcoholic turned his head arrogantly, bypassed his master and walked up to Zhou Ji, picked up the jug in Zhou Ji's hand, took a big gulp, and then spit it out from the side of his head, "Puff~~Bah~Bah~~!! This is What the hell, it's as light as a bird, and horse urine tastes better than this."

"Oh? Have you ever drank horse urine?" Zhou Ji leaned back a little disgusted, and said.

"You boy! Do you want to die!!" The drunkard raised his hand and smashed the flagon at Zhou Ji. Zhou Ji felt instantly locked in by a powerful force of thought, and the flagon was like light and electricity. stand still in front of him.

Although butchers and drunkards are strong, they are only strong in stealing the rules of heaven and controlling the convenience of Wudi. When it comes to cultivation and strength, they have been hiding in XZ for more than a thousand years, and they have not made any progress in more than a thousand years.

Stretching out his fingertips, he gently touched the wine jug three inches in front of him. Zhou Ji's movements were understated, and the wine jug disappeared without a trace.

At this time, both the drunkard and the butcher had already firmly locked the power of thought on the flagon, but they couldn't help being horrified when they saw it disappear without warning before their eyes.

The master has seen Zhou Ji's ability to extract things from space, and knows that although this method can be fooled for a while, if they really fight, they may be forced out of the sword of killing immortals by these two people.

With a thought in his mind, the master turned his eyes and glared at the drunkard, and with a casual move, a horizontal wooden ruler appeared in his hand, and it hit him on the head with a bang.

Even though it was just an ordinary ruler, the drunkard seemed to be seriously injured, and he retreated three steps in a row under the master's beating. Even though he was supported by the butcher, his face was ashen-colored and his expression was in a daze.

Throwing the ruler casually, it turned into a stream of light and went south. The master looked at Ning Que who was silent beside him, turned back and smiled, "Thirteen, go to the back kitchen and tell me, and bring some food and wine over here."

Ning Que knew that his master had something to do to distract him, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions, he answered 'yes' and hurriedly withdrew.

Sensing that Ning Que was walking away, Zhou Ji smiled and said, "Master, you are looking for this pair of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Cubs, is it because you want to unite them to deal with that person?"

The Master frowned slightly, and asked doubtfully, "Why not?"

For nearly a thousand years, the master has been exploring the secrets of the eternal night. In his opinion, since the butcher and the alcoholic are survivors who lived in the last era, they are hiding everywhere. XZ is naturally afraid of something. Although he is also afraid, but What he wants to do more is to combine his vital forces to deal with that terrifying existence in the dark.

Hearing Master's analysis and narration, Zhou Ji shook his head, looked at the alcoholic who regained consciousness, and the butcher with a fierce face and fierce eyes, and sighed, "Master, you only know that they are the last time Yong Ye Survivors, have you ever wondered why they were able to escape the catastrophe ten thousand years ago?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the butcher and the alcoholic changed one after another. Although the master sat with his back to the two of them, he could sense the changes in their expressions and breaths, his brows were slightly frowned, and there was a faint feeling of something bad.

"The two of them kept secret about Yong Ye, no matter how the old man threatened them, they dared not reveal the slightest bit." The master said turning his head to look at the two of them.

At the same time as he turned around, the butcher and the drunkard disappeared in an instant, not daring to linger for even a moment.

"That little baby looks like she's only in her twenties, how can she know so much?"

"Maybe he is deliberately defrauding us?"

"Then why are you running?"

"I ran because I saw you running?"

"Bullshit, obviously you ran away!"

In a certain street in Chang'an City, two slovenly old men appeared by the small lake in the city without warning.

"What do we do now? Go back?"

"I want to go back to you." The butcher turned his head to look at the candle-lit shop next to him, and his eyes happened to meet the little black girl who came out of the door when he heard the noise.

"I'm just talking about it. I finally escaped from that desperate lunatic. He has lived enough by himself, so I don't want to die." Halfway through the alcoholic's speech, seeing that the alcoholic didn't respond, he followed his line of sight. Go, was so frightened that he was paralyzed, his feet softened and he sat directly in the snow.

"Mister, be careful~"

Seeing an old man fall in front of her house, Sangsang subconsciously wanted to step forward to help her, but she didn't want to just run down the steps. Before she even saw the two people clearly, they had disappeared, as if they had never appeared before. generally.

Standing where the two were just now, there seemed to be a strong smell of alcohol and fresh blood on the tip of her nose. Sangsang glanced at both ends of Lin 47th Lane. Flickering.

Sniffing her nose lightly, Sangsang showed doubts. At this moment, Ning Que's shout suddenly came from behind, and the faint golden light in her eyes shattered. Sangsang turned around and saw a familiar figure approaching. Come from the alley.

"Why did you come outside at night?" Ning Que trotted, looked at the silly little girl in front of him, and said helplessly, "Don't you know it's cold? What if the cold happens again?"

Sangsang quickly explained, "No, I just heard movement outside the house and thought it was the young master who came back, but found an old man lying on the ground, so I wanted to come over and help him up, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye."

"Old man? What old man?" Ning Que thought of Wei Guangming, the former Guangming priest of Xiling that Sangsang had taken in, and glanced left and right, but found no new footprints on the snow.

Sangsang put her finger on her lips, swallowed subconsciously, and said hesitantly, "It smells stinky, but it looks delicious."

"It's delicious again. How do you think everyone is delicious?" Ning Que flicked Sangsang's forehead helplessly, looked at her with her head covered and aggrieved and smiled, "Speaking of delicious, it makes me a little hungry Sangsang, go make me a bowl of hot and sour noodle soup?"

"Hmm~" Sangsang's head was pecking rice with the chicken, and she ran towards the kitchen bouncing around.

The hot and sour noodle soup came out of the pot in an instant, and the two of them ate a bowl each. Seeing Sangsang eating, Ning Que asked curiously, "Didn't you eat tonight?"

"Eat it~" Sangsang swallowed the dough in her mouth, tilted her head and said, "I don't know why, just seeing those two old men, I suddenly felt hungry again."

"By the way, young master, didn't you go to drink with Mr. Zhou? Why did you come back so early?" Sangsang saw the figure of Zhou Ji in his mind, and took a few more bites from the side of the bowl.

Ning Que shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Don't mention it, I was going to have a drink with him, but before I had a few sips, the master suddenly appeared, and brought two eccentric old men, maybe they have something to talk about , so let me go first."

two old men again

Zhou Ji, Master, two old men.

A grunt came from Sangsang's stomach, Ning Que reluctantly picked up his bowl, and gave most of the remaining noodles to Sangsang, "You silly girl, you won't wait for me until now, without eating anything Bar?"

I ate it!

Sangsang really wanted to refute, but seeing the extra noodles in the bowl, she couldn't help swallowing, giggled, and buried her head to continue cooking.

"You mean that the two of them escaped the catastrophe last time because they took refuge in Pluto and became Pluto's two watchdogs?" After listening to Zhou Ji's narration, Master could no longer maintain his original calmness and calmness.

He has searched for the two for thousands of years, and investigating the truth of Yongye is one of them, and the ultimate goal is to unite the strength of the two to fight against Hades.

However, what he never expected was that the two people he wanted to win over to cooperate with each other were actually Pluto's people.

At the same time as shocked, the master still felt a tinge of rejoicing.

Fortunately, when he used force to "persuade" the two of them, he did not disclose the matter of borrowing the sword. Zhou Ji's Zhu Xian is his most important hole card, except for Li Slowly and Chen Pipi who have seen this sword. , Master himself can forget its existence.

However, from the butcher and the drunkard, the master finally confirmed the guess he had been investigating for thousands of years.

"Pluto is both Pluto and Haotian."

A lie must be covered up with a lie. The reason why Zhou Ji didn't tell his master these things at first was because he couldn't explain how he had insight into these top-secret things.

Zhou Ji is a kind person after all.

Cultivation is also cultivation of the mind. Some people have practiced for a long time, and gradually become no longer like a 'human'.

Elevated mentality will make people feel alienated and indifferent, and get along with the virtual characters they "know" in a state of superiority.

In the world of Qing Yu Nian, he has already felt the collapse and confusion of the collapse of the world view. As long as Master and Ning Que never questioned the illusion of the world, he would not take the initiative to tell them all this.

If the butcher and the alcoholic were not too dangerous, he would not have reminded the master of their double-faced swords.

Sighing lightly, the master turned his head to look at the night sky outside. No matter how bright the stars were, they could not illuminate the darkness of the night.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, have you ever heard of the moon?"

Zhou Ji nodded slightly, and looked at the master in surprise, "Did those two old men tell you?"

"There is a country in the world, which is called the moon wheel; there are twelve months in a year, and people have to pay monthly rent and receive a monthly salary. The sun and the moon are called bright. During the day, there can be the sun to brighten the world, so why is there no moon at night to illuminate the world?" What about it?" Master shook his head and sighed, "I've always had a guess in my heart, and I learned from them that there was actually a moon in Haotian world ten thousand years ago."

Zhou Ji looked at the master with a complicated expression, and sighed, "Then do you hope it has it?"

The master noticed the complicated emotions in Zhou Ji's eyes, caught a trace of pity and admiration in it, and laughed loudly, "From your eyes, I feel that having the moon is not a good thing.

However, I still hope that one day, there will be a bright moon hanging high in the sky, illuminating the world. "

"It is a good thing for all beings in the world to have the moon that can illuminate the night." Zhou Ji thought for a while, "but for you"

"I understand what Zhou Daoyou means." The master sighed softly, looked at the night sky in the distance, and said with a faint expression, "With the strength of the butcher and the drunkard, even if they are combined together, they may not be able to turn into a bright moon. The master of Zhishou Temple, combined with the Haotian Shenhui of the three priests of the Xiling Temple, the Great Priest of Teaching, the Great Priest of Guangming, and the Great Priest of Tianyu, should be about the same."

While speaking, the master's tone was casual, without the slightest killing intent.

"Ah?" Zhou Ji couldn't help being a little dumbfounded after hearing this.

The co-author you mentioned is not turning into a moon by yourself, but gathering this group of people into a ball and sending it to the sky?

Seeing Zhou Ji's stunned look, the master couldn't help laughing and said, "Doesn't it be true that Zhou Daoyou thinks that my master's name comes from writing books, biographies, and treating guests to dinner?"

"Don't dare." Zhou Ji waved his hands with a strange look on his face.

The square map had been lit up nine years ago, as long as he wanted, he could leave this world at any time, so he was shocked by Master's "artificial moon creation", but he didn't feel afraid.

Zhou Ji and Master chatted for a while about the topic of the moon, extending from the moon to Haotian, and the Master did not leave until the sky was slightly bright.

Seeing off his master, Zhou Ji stretched his waist, got up and walked out of the red sleeves. The cold wind in the morning blew from the alleyway. Zhou Ji was thinking about the conversation with his master last night. Looking at the courtyard walls on both sides of the alleyway, the soft and gentle footsteps are getting closer and closer, the hair is blowing with the wind, and the pure white velvet cloak floats out from the alleyway. Zhou Ji turned around and wanted to turn back, but heard a slight A voice of surprise and doubt came from behind.

"Master Zhou Zhou?"