Journey To the World of Film and Television

"To put it lightly, she is the owner of Mochiyuan. If she stays in Chang'an, she will abandon her fellow disciples of Mochiyuan. Sometimes there are things that just liking them is not enough." A hazy figure in a goose-yellow coat.

"Huh~~ Don't stare at me so lewdly, I have my family, Sangsang, and I don't fencing." Ning Que moved back a few steps, showing a look of disgust.

Zhou Ji came to his senses, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said angrily, "I won't hit either!"

"Tsk, who can say for sure?" Ning Que curled his lips.

Standing outside the cave, Mo Shanshan saw the quarrel between the two, and asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Ji gave Ning Que a threatening look, signaling him not to talk nonsense, then turned to look at Mo Shanshan, and said softly, "It's nothing, just trivial matters."

"Ah, yes, yes, it doesn't matter." Ning Que glanced at Zhou Ji with a half-smile, and curled his lips.

While talking, footsteps came again from the hillside of Siguoya. Li Slowly, Jun Mo and several other senior brothers and sisters of Ning Que came one after another, and brought him and Sangsang some supplies for food and accommodation. With a warm heart, I saluted and thanked everyone one by one, but the third senior sister was the only one in the crowd.

Zhou Ji also noticed this, and after asking Mr. Da, he found out that Yu Lian was called to the thatched cottage by his master, and he should be there in a while.

Seeing that it was almost noon, and the disciples of Mochiyuan were still waiting to leave at the gate of the academy, Zhou Ji looked at Mo Shanshan, who nodded slightly, and said goodbye to Ning Que and the other gentlemen.

The mountain road was difficult, and the two of them held hands naturally when they descended the mountain. They didn't let go until a group of carriages and horses parked at the gate of the academy came into view.

Houshan Thatched Cottage.

The master looked at the third disciple who was bowing in front of him, and raised his hand to signal to get up, "Did you ever blame me?"

Yu Lian's eyes were calm, and she was courteous. She lowered her head slightly and said, "I don't dare."

I dare not, not never.

The master looked at the slight dissatisfaction hidden under Yu Lian's calm eyes, put down the tea in his hand, and said, "You gave the finger to Xiao Shisan. He entered the gate of the Demon Sect and inherited your little uncle's grandeur. The Taotie Dafa of Liansheng Thirty-two."

Yu Lian argued, "That's my junior brother's chance, what's more, the Haoran sword energy on the second floor and the gluttonous Dafa Zhou Ji of Liansheng Thirty-two will also meet him."

The Master shook his head, and said with some disappointment, "Twenty years of hairpin flower script, still can't get rid of the demon in your heart."

"Master, what is a demon?"

A pool of water that had been silent for twenty years was filled with waves.

Yu Lian had a rare gaffe, as if he wanted to persuade the master, but also seemed to be expressing his grievances, "Master, you know that the great priest of Guangming created the Ming sect for the barren people, and the barren people also inherited the tradition of light. They are not demons. It's just that Xiling can't tolerate those who deviate from their beliefs, so they expel the desolate people and slander us as the Demon Sect!"

When it came to the end, Yu Lian became more and more agitated. She tried her best to restrain her emotions before suppressing her grievances. She lowered her head and put her hands in front of her body to salute, and said softly, "Master, I will go to the old bookstore to continue copying the small letters of the hairpin flower."

Slowly exiting the side compartment, Yu Lian suddenly noticed a familiar figure at the door at some point, paused slightly, and asked with a complicated expression, "When did you come here?"

"Since you lost control of your emotions." Zhou Ji looked at the woman in front of him. He had known her for ten years. She was always so dignified and quiet. Zhou Ji had never seen her with such an aggrieved expression.

Seeing the pity and concern in Zhou Ji's eyes, Yu Lian's heart trembled, and the ripples in her eyes suddenly became a little moist. She had already forgotten what tears are, and naturally she would not cry in front of anyone, especially the person in front of her. .

Zhou Ji's figure became hazy, Yu Lian still didn't look away, she just raised her eyes to look at Zhou Ji, until the grievance was sealed in her heart again, and the figure in front of her became clearly visible again, she stepped aside, He said softly, "Are you here to find the teacher? He's inside."

"I came here to look for him, but I don't want to look for him now." Zhou Ji shook his head, glanced into the depths of the thatched cottage, looked at Yu Lian and said, "Aren't you going back to the old library? Let's go together."

Yu Lian raised her eyes to look at Zhou Ji again, with doubts in her eyes, "Where are Master Mo Shan and Miss Dao Chi? You don't need to accompany them?"

"Ye Hongyu has been inspired to break through the fate, as for Master Mo Shan." Mentioning Mo Shanshan, Zhou Ji sighed softly, and said with a faint expression, "She is going back to Dahe Kingdom today, and I just sent her away from the front gate of the academy."

"Why didn't you keep her?" Yu Lian said softly, Zhou Ji stopped as soon as she finished speaking.

Zhou Ji looked at Yu Lian helplessly, and said with a wry smile, "What do you all say?"

"Who else said that?" Yu Lian turned around, a smile finally rose from the corner of her mouth, the spring breeze was warm, the ice melted and the snow melted.

"Who else is there, that little junior brother of yours." Zhou Ji stepped forward to catch up with Yu Lian again, and said with a wry smile.

Mentioning Ning Que again, Yu Lian glanced back at Si Guoya's direction and remained silent.

The two continued walking along the mountain road, and they were quiet for a while. Zhou Ji finally couldn't hold back, mentioned what Yu Lian had just said to the master, and sighed, "Actually, the master knows that you are right, but the world is like this, Xiling The power of the temple has infiltrated the world, even if the master approves of you, you can't kill all the believers in Xiling, right?"

"I know." Yu Lian said in a low voice, "It is precisely because I know that I am so helpless."

"Actually, it's not impossible to solve this matter." Zhou Ji smiled, "When that kid Ning Que was in the wasteland, he persuaded Ye Hongyu and Tang Xiaotang that they were the most outstanding young generation in the world, and there was no need to go up If you let Ye Hongyu inherit the Xiling Temple, Ning Que take over the Academy, and Tang Xiaotang re-establish the Mingzong, the situation you once expected may not be realized."

"I hope so." At this point, Yu Lian looked at Zhou Ji, hesitated to speak, as if worried about something, hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth, "That was just the expectation in the past, and now I am just a person in the old library of the academy. Teaching has nothing to do with Mingzong."

When the two returned to the academy from Qianshan, the students stopped to salute one after another. Some of them looked at the two with strange expressions. Yu Lian was calm as usual and didn't care about the sight of outsiders. Zhou Ji was the most sensitive to sight and recognized many of them. It was someone who had seen him holding hands with Mo Shanshan.

For some reason, Zhou Ji suddenly glanced at Yu Lian with some guilt. Fortunately, although these people were hiding around to eat melons, none of them dared to come and 'complain' in person.