Journey To the World of Film and Television

"The Jade Emperor is narrow-minded and self-willed. If he smells the smell of alcohol on Brother Nezha, he might hurt him." Yang Jian explained with a smile.

"He didn't care about it~~ Your Majesty decided to reflect on his own mistakes after experiencing the chaos of Monkey King. He just left the government affairs to the Queen Mother and thought about it behind closed doors." The wine cup in front of Zhou Ji's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was about to snatch it to drink, only to find that the cup was empty, so he shrugged his mouth cutely, and handed it to Yang Chan with one hand supporting the table, "Sister, give me a drink." Shall I pour you a glass?"

Six hundred years have passed since the first time I saw Nezha, and this cute doll-like innocence and loveliness has not changed.

Zhou Ji's eyes were soft, and he couldn't help showing a doting smile, and leaned back, allowing her to lean over from the table in front of him to ask Yang Chan for a drink.

"You~~ Didn't sister-in-law bring you the wine cup? Why are you still snatching Brother Zhou?" Yang Chan gave Nezha a helpless look, snatched back Zhou Ji's wine cup, and put it next to her own.

Nezha tried to touch the wine cup back, but his body was limited and he couldn't reach it with his short hands.

Obviously, as long as you get up and go around behind Zhou Ji, you can easily get it back, but it seems like you are angry, and you insist on reaching across Zhou Ji.

Looking at the two soaring glasses constantly swinging in front of him, Zhou Ji shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand, grabbed Nezha by the back collar like a kitten, and lifted her up and put her back on the seat.

Cun Xin walked to the door and took the tray from the servant, turned around and saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help laughing and said, "What's going on? Brother Nezha, why are you still climbing on the table?"

Yang Jian couldn't help laughing, took the jug and wine cup in Cun Xin's hand, filled a glass and said, "Brother Nezha, it's rare for Brother Zhou to have a drink with everyone, so don't grab his wine cup. Come, I respect you." Have a cup, brother."

"That's about the same."

Nezha clinked the glass with Yang Jian proudly, gave Zhou Ji a provocative look, raised his glass and drank it down, not forgetting to show an expression of unfinished aftertaste, and sighed, "Good wine~"

Cun Xin went back to Yang Chan and sat down, raised the jug and said, "Sanmei, we haven't seen each other for so many years, shall we have a drink too?"

Yang Chan was a little absorbed in watching the jokes between her second brother and Nezha and Zhou Ji, and when she heard Cun Xin's voice, she was dazed, and quickly responded, reaching for her wine cup.

However, just now, in order to prevent Nezha from snatching Brother Zhou's wine cup, she put Zhou Ji's wine cup in her hand, but now there are two empty wine cups in her hand, and she couldn't tell which one belonged to which.

this? or this?

Without hesitating for too long, Yang Chan quietly glanced at Zhou Ji who was talking to Nezha, picked one at random and picked it up, but a familiar big hand stretched out beside her, and pressed the wine cup she selected first.

"Third girl, thank you."

In Yang Chan's one-in-a-million lost sight, Zhou Ji took back the wine cup and nodded to her as a thank you.

"It's okay~" Yang Chan smiled, looked at Nezha and said, "Nezha stayed alone in the Heavenly Court, and it was hard to get together with everyone. It is inevitable that he was a little too excited. Brother Zhou, please don't be offended."

The moment the wine cup touched the red lips, a millionth of annoyance flashed in Yang Chan's heart.

Yang Chan, Yang Chan, what are you thinking about? !

Yang Chan's pretty face blushed, as if thinking of something she shouldn't, she couldn't help but secretly spit at herself.

Cun Xin saw that Yang Chan's face was blushing, and even her earlobe, which was looming in her hair, was also red as if bleeding, and thought she was drunk, so she was amused and worried, and said, "The third sister's drinking capacity is not as good as before. I have asked the servants to arrange the room, how about I help you go back to the room and rest for a while?"

Yang Chan touched her face with the back of her hand, and it was hot as if she had a fever. She quickly calmed down and said, "No, maybe the wine is too strong. I haven't been used to it for a while."

Cun Xin observed Yang Chan, saw that although her cheeks were flushed, but her eyes were clear, she didn't look like she was drunk, so she felt relieved, asked the servants to exchange for easy-to-drink fruit wine, helped her pick up vegetables, and chatted about the past few years. go through.

"Oh? So, it's actually the queen mother's acquiescence to let you come and find out what happened to you this time."

After hearing what Nezha said, Zhou Ji raised his brows and murmured.

"What tone?" Nezha put down the wine cup and said hesitantly, "I only picked up what I could say and told my mother, as long as she asks people from the lower realm to inquire about it, she will know, and she didn't say a word? Brother Zhou, am I right? Lied to?"

Zhou Ji couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said, "It's not enough to be cheated, at most it's a trick."

"Isn't that still the same thing?" Nezha showed annoyed expression, he didn't even want to drink, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry. Me."

Zhou Ji gently stroked Nezha's head, and said with a smile, "You don't have to blame yourself too much. The queen mother is very scheming, and the city is deep. I asked you these things to let us know, and then to probe our tone."

Yang Jian frowned slightly, also showing a puzzled look.

Based on the queen mother's personality and behavior habits, as well as the existing information, Zhou Ji has already made a rough guess about the context of the matter, although she has been in seclusion for more than five hundred years.

"According to what Erlang and Nezha said, the gods of heaven are returning to their thrones, and the three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods can't stop a Monkey King. If the three girls hadn't been invited, the prestige of hundreds of thousands of years in heaven would be destroyed in one fell swoop. .”

Zhou Ji said with a gloomy expression, "The Sun Wukong rebellion not only frustrated the prestige of the Heavenly Court, but also broke the sense of security of the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother sitting high in the fairyland."

Nezha wondered: "Hasn't Sun Wukong been pushed down to the foot of Wuzhi Mountain by some Buddhist Buddha?"

Zhou Ji sneered, and said disdainfully: "That's the Buddha of Buddhism, not the Buddha of Heaven."

Hearing this, Yang Jian vaguely seemed to have guessed something, but he couldn't be sure, "Brother Zhou means that the Queen Mother is worried that there will be another 'Sun Wukong' in the future, so she wants to invite us to go to heaven to protect the Heavenly Court?"

Zhou Ji nodded slightly, raised his eyes to look at the endless sky outside the door, as if he had come to the stage of the Yaochi, and directly in front of him was the queen mother who sat on a long couch with a majestic demeanor.

"The Queen Mother first asked Erlang if he and his younger siblings got along well after being married for five hundred years. She wanted to know if your marriage had come to an end. If the marriage ended, the two of you would only feel pain and suffering when you were together every day. She was confident enough to persuade you to go to heaven." Serve Heaven."

"As for me..." Zhou Ji smiled self-deprecatingly, "The prosperity of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. Since Nezha told the Queen Mother that I failed to break through the immortal way in this retreat for nearly six hundred years, I think she will On the condition of 'immortality', persuade me to enroll in the immortal register."

'Longevity. Immortality'

Hearing this word, Cun Xin who was talking to Yang Chan seemed to be touched by something, and everyone present also stopped.

Before sending weak water to the sky, when everyone was about to break into Yaochi to save Yang Chan, the queen mother came forward to represent the Heavenly Court, and the Meishan brothers, Yang Jian brothers and sisters, and Nezha were all granted the imperial seal.

After all, Cun Xin is the third princess of the West Sea. Even though she has no immortality, the Dragon Clan has a long lifespan. She is 'young' and has no concept of longevity, but she doesn't want to see herself grow old after thousands of years, and the second master is still young.' Not old'.

As for Zhou Ji, in the eyes of everyone, he is the only one who still retains his mortal body.

Although I don't know how he has kept his face unchanged for six hundred years, but no matter what, if he hasn't entered the immortal way, his lifespan will eventually come to an end.

If he has been unable to break through the immortal way, one day, he will usher in the end of death and reincarnation.

In the dead of night, candles flickered.

Cun Xin finished removing her make-up by the dressing table, and noticed Yang Jian sitting in front of the window with a pensive expression on her face. After trying to adapt to it for more than five hundred years, she still felt a little tasteless. Moon? What can you see?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Yang Jian looked at Cun Xin helplessly, and suddenly remembered something, took her Rou Yi, pulled her into his arms regardless of her resistance, and asked, "By the way, Cun Xin, I heard that the Four Seas Dragon Palace has collected rare treasures from all over the world. Have you ever heard of a treasure that can make people live forever?"

"Immortality? How can there be such a treasure in the world?" Cun Xin shook her head and said without thinking, "However, there are some spirit fruit elixir that can prolong life."

Yang Jian thought of the treasures that Cun Xin brought from the West Sea when his mother was alive, and said disappointedly, "Those things are only effective for ordinary people. The higher the cultivation level, the weaker the effect. With Brother Zhou's cultivation base, I'm afraid it's useless."

Cun Xin suddenly said: "You want to help Brother Zhou find the way to live forever?"

Yang Jian nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I've been thinking since the day, brother Zhou has helped our Yang family too much, our brothers and sisters have inherited the great kindness of brother Zhou, and we don't know how to repay it for so many years. Now his cultivation is limited to The bottleneck, I don't know when he will be able to break through the immortal way, at least help him find the immortal spirit fruit elixir in advance, so it can be considered safe."

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint the second master." Cun Xin looked at Yang Jian with some concern, frowned and said, "As the second master said, the higher the cultivation level, the weaker the effect of the spiritual fruit elixir that prolongs life. It must be extremely rare for masters with ordinary cultivation to live forever. When my mother-in-law was still alive, I went back to the West Sea to find my father and queen mother and asked about this matter after my father called my uncles to discuss it for a long time, but in the end I didn’t have any clue.”

"Is that so?" Yang Jian said disappointedly, "Is there really no other way?"

Cun Xin hugged Yang Jian lightly, and comforted him: "Second Lord, don't be too disappointed. The Three Realms are so vast. If you can't find them in the four seas, it doesn't mean that there is no such thing as immortality. It may not be until the treasure is born. Maybe it will appear in another five hundred years?"

Knowing that Cun Xin was comforting himself, Yang Jian felt much more relaxed, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and said along the topic: "Yeah~ Maybe, in less than five hundred years, brother Zhou will break through the bottleneck and become immortal? "

"Ah Choo~"

On the other side, the wing room in the side yard.

Zhou Ji was lying on the bed and was about to fall asleep. He felt a chill for no reason, the same kind of chill that rolled in his throat and made people feel physically uncomfortable.

Sitting up to practice with eyes closed, he found that his mind was disturbed, so he got up and walked out the door, intending to relax and come back.

The thin crescent moon hung in the night sky, and the dark clouds floating from nowhere blocked the already dim moonlight, and the surroundings were dark.

In the dead of night, the Meishan brothers snored one after another from the side yard on the far side.

It seems that they still couldn't drink for three days, and they all died on the first day.

Zhou Ji stopped, shook his head, and walked towards the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

They have not been to Guanjiangkou for nearly 600 years, and the mansion of the Yang Mansion has been repaired several times, and it still retains the appearance of the childhood life of the Yang Jian brothers and sisters.

That was the happiest and most missed memory of their brothers and sisters, so when they returned to Guanjiangkou again, Yang Chan couldn't help but walk out of the room, and walked in the corridor where he played with his elder brother and second brother nostalgicly, looking at his mother who had hugged him. The gazebo where she lulls her to sleep.

Under the dark night, everything in front of me could not be seen clearly, the dark clouds in the sky moved slowly, under the faint moonlight of the crescent moon, on the other side of the gazebo, a hazy figure was walking towards here.

Yang Chan subconsciously said, "Brother Zhou?"

Zhou Ji's footsteps paused, his thoughts flowed, two faint fire lights lit up from both sides of his body, lit the stone lamps on the roadside one by one, and stretched all the way towards the figure opposite the pavilion.

The flames floated in the air, and the stone lamps on both sides of the path lit up one by one, as if two parallel long lines stretched all the way to Yang Chan's side.

Yang Chan glanced at the lit stone lamps on the left and right, walked towards Zhou Ji along the path lit by the stone lamps, and the two stopped at the gazebo at the same time.

Zhou Ji looked at Yang Chan's quiet and beautiful face under the firelight, as if he was about to be attracted by the firelight reflected in her eyes, turned his head away, looked at the rippling pool, and said casually: "It's so late, the third girl is still not sleeping ?”

"I haven't been back for a long time. Seeing the layout of the room and the tiles in the courtyard, I can't help but think of my mother, and I can't sleep," Yang Chan said softly.

"Auntie." Zhou Ji sighed softly, looking at the reflection of Yang Chan on the water surface being shattered by ripples, he opened his mouth and said, "I heard what Erlang said. My condolences."

"It's been five hundred years, how can there be no mourning?" Yang Chan found that Zhou Ji suddenly became dumb, and she was a little sentimental, and she relaxed a lot, and turned to look at the courtyard shrouded in the night, "It's just a little nostalgic That's all. When I was in Huashan, I often dreamed, dreamed about my second brother... dreamed about my parents and dreamed that I haven't come back here for five hundred years, but fortunately this place still retains the original appearance."

Zhou Ji looked at Yang Chan's thin and slender body, and unknowingly stretched out his palm and placed it gently on top of her head.

Yang Chan glanced at Zhou Ji suspiciously, Zhou Ji was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Your second brother must really hope that you can come back to visit often."

how about you.

Can you come back with me?

(Explanation in advance: ntr is highly poisonous, poisonous and poisonous, and there will never be such a plot in this book, otherwise, in the previous volume of "Zuo Son", Zhou Ji would not be angry because Su Tan'er and Ruoruo look exactly the same to be with her.)

(As for Liu Yanchang, who is Liu Yanchang? Does anyone know him?)