Journey To the World of Film and Television

"Master! Master!!"

Seeing their young master fall from the wall more than ten feet high, all the servants of the Fang family panicked.

When they rushed to the wall, the young master was still screaming extremely loudly. These people hurriedly stepped on the wooden box next to the wall and climbed up to the top of the wall. Fang Lansheng was hovering in mid-air, flapping his hands and feet, closing his eyes and talking non-stop. grumble.

It’s about dying young, and it’s about being jealous of talents. It wasn’t until Pu Ling heard someone calling him from the wall for a long time that he realized something was wrong. He closed his eyes tightly, stretched out his hands tentatively, and found that it was empty, and the wailing sound was even louder. up.

"It's over, it's over, it's over now, won't it just fall to death and go to hell?"

"Young master, just stay still, we'll pick you up right away." Stone leaned on the wall and looked around, ready to go out from the narrow alley next to him to find the young master.

"I'm already dead, how can I move?" Fang Lansheng subconsciously retorted.

"Wait, I seem to hear the sound of stones." Fang Lansheng's tightly closed eyes narrowed a gap, and when he saw the bluestone road close at hand, he closed his eyes in fright.

However, since he didn't see the body smashed into mud, does it mean that he is actually fine?

Fang Lansheng suddenly opened his eyes again when he thought of this, and saw himself hovering in mid-air, revealing the surprise of the rest of his life.

"Hey~ I'm okay? I'm okay! I."

Bang~ Before he was happy for too long, the invisible force holding him suddenly disappeared, and Fang Lan fell to the ground with a bang of joy and sorrow.

"Ouch~ It hurts me to death."

Hearing the voice, Shi Shi came running from the alley, and said anxiously, "Master, are you all right, Master?"

"Nonsense, you fell so unexpectedly, are you alright?" Fang Lansheng raised his head and said angrily, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen from the fall, "Why are you standing there, why don't you help me up quickly."

"Yes, yes, help up quickly." Shitou hurriedly called other servants to help Fang Lansheng up. Seeing a bruise on his face and a bulge on his forehead, he said with a sad face, "Master, if you don't want to go back, you don't have to go back." Climb the wall, look at the wall is so high, if something happens, how can I explain to the second lady."

"Hiss~ Do you think I wanted to fall? Didn't you scare me?" Fang Lansheng touched his forehead, gasped in pain, and said angrily, "I was ready to climb down, but it turned out to be the end"

Fang Lansheng remembered the 'strange' phenomenon just happened, his eyes lit up, he pushed aside the stone, looked towards the entrance of the alley, and asked hesitantly, "Could it be him?"

"What is it, young master, please come back with us, Second Miss knows that you are going to run away from home, so she is worried." Shitou persuaded with a bitter face, and several other servants were eager to help.

Fang Lansheng acted as if he had never heard of it, and asked instead: "When you first came here, did you bump into a man, about this tall, wearing this plain gown decorated with cloud patterns, he looks handsome and has an extraordinary bearing."

"No?" Shitou and the others looked at each other, a little dumbfounded.

"Then help me find it. Forget it, I'll go by myself." Fang Lansheng threw the burden into the stone arms, squeezed out the crowd and ran towards the entrance of the alley, "Help me take the burden back, tell my second sister, I’m not leaving home for now.”

"Master, master!" Shitou hurriedly took the burden, saw that Fang Lansheng had already run to the entrance of the alley, as if he was looking for someone, and chased towards the town, he had no choice but to call for others to follow.

"Brother! Brother stay a while."

Leaving the alley, Zhou Ji was wandering in the Qinchuan market, when he suddenly heard a shout coming from behind him, shook his head, and turned into a phantom, obviously like a stroll in a garden, but in a flash of trance and hot pursuit Fang Lansheng, who came over, got farther and farther away, and disappeared into the street in a blink of an eye.

"Sure enough, I'm a fairy! It seems that I'm still destined to be a fairy~!" Fang Lansheng chased to the bridge, gasping for breath while leaning on the fence, not at all discouraged by losing Zhou Ji, but his eyes became more determined.

Qinchuan is not as lively as Jiangdu, but it is still a big town in Jiangnan County. It extends in all directions and has convenient water conservancy. There are countless people coming and going every day.

Zhou Ji threw Fang Lansheng away, walked into a restaurant and sat down, but just after ordering a table of food, he saw a familiar figure walking towards this side with a frightened expression on his face.

"Lansheng in the lower part, I have seen you." Fang Lansheng noticed Zhou Ji's slightly frowned brows, and quickly restrained his emotions. He solemnly bowed to Zhou Ji and said sincerely, "Thank you just now, brother, for your help. I don’t know your brother’s name, where are you cultivating immortals?”

"I didn't save you just now." Zhou Ji shook his head and said lightly.

"Brother, don't be humble." Fang Lansheng shook his head in disbelief and said, "I heard that knights in the rivers and lakes don't like to brag about saving people from fire and water. They are so gracious, they don't ask for anything in return, they sacrifice their lives for righteousness, and they kill for benevolence."

"Stop!" Seeing that he started chattering again, Zhou Ji rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I don't like other people's noise the most."

Fang Lan gagged, and said weakly, "Then I should keep my voice down?"

"It's true that I didn't save you just now. If you repay your kindness, Mr. Fang may have found the wrong person."

Zhou Ji opened the teacup to pour water, but Fang Lansheng picked up the teapot first, poured a cup of tea, held it up with both hands, and handed it to him respectfully.

Zhou Ji's eyes fell on Fang Lansheng's teacup with both hands, and he looked at him inexplicably.

"Even if Xiongtai doesn't admit to saving me, at least Xiongtai is a cultivator of immortals. There is nothing wrong with that, right?" Fang Lansheng raised his head slightly, and tentatively said: "I want to worship Xiongtai, the immortal elder is my teacher, and follow the immortal Long learn the art of cultivating immortals."

Under Fang Lansheng's expectant eyes, Zhou Ji slowly reached out his hand, but instead of taking Fang Lansheng's toasted tea, he picked up the teapot next to him and poured himself another cup.

"Although you are blessed with great fortune, but you have no destiny in the way of immortality, I can't help you."

Zhou Ji took a sip of tea, and Fang Lansheng was still unwilling to say, "You haven't taught me, how do you know that I have no destiny for immortality? Many of my former masters said that I am talented and have very good qualifications."

Seeing that Fang Lansheng started chattering again, Zhou Ji glanced at him indifferently, Fang Lansheng shrank back, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he said aggrievedly: "What's more, you said that I have a deep destiny, so I am not suitable for cultivating immortals?" ?”

Zhou Ji shook his head and said: "Fortune and immortality are two different things. Your deep fortune is protected by spiritual beings. Whoever says you have good aptitude, who do you go to?"

"Can you just teach me one and a half tricks? I can use all my private money to honor you. If it's not enough, I can ask my second sister for it. My second sister loves me so much."

Fang Lansheng surrounded Zhou Ji softly and softly, and even wanted to exchange Qingyu Si Nanpei. Zhou Ji had a good impression of him because of the original filter, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he had no choice but to agree, and promised to teach him how to defend himself. Sword art.

(I can't stand it anymore, so much first)