Journey To the World of Film and Television

Chapter 651 Exposed.

"What are you thinking? Go ahead."

A stick of candied haws wrapped in crystal sugar was brought to Nezha's mouth, and the strange sweetness that had not been seen for a long time aroused Nezha's long-forgotten memories.

Nezha came back to his senses, stared blankly at Zhou Ji standing a straw stick filled with candied haws beside him in a daze, and murmured: "This is"

"Candied haws~" Zhou Ji patted the straw sticks, and said triumphantly, "I left that target for Xiao Yu'er when she sent her back to Wanku Mountain last time. How about a target? Haven’t eaten it for hundreds of years?”

Nezha lightly bit the sugar-coated red fruit and smiled sweetly, "Brother Zhou is really different?"

"What's different?" Zhou Ji smoked a candied haws by himself, bent down and touched the one in Nezha's hand, "Cheers~"

Looking at Zhou Ji's warm smile, Nezha couldn't help being touched. He lightly licked the syrup on his lower lip with his tongue, put down the candied haws in his hand, and said, "Gods of Heaven. Mmmm~"

Nezha paused for a moment, shook his head vigorously, and added: "Even monks and monsters in the lower realms, everyone usually has their own sects, and some relatives and friends have never had contact for hundreds or even thousands of years, let alone I made a special trip to visit a little fox demon I met six hundred years ago.”

Zhou Ji didn't take it lightly and said: "When the weak water was being treated, Miss Fox had fought side by side with us for a while. She was pregnant at that time, and we haven't seen each other for so many years. It's okay to go and visit, right?"

"that is you."

Nezha rolled Zhou Ji's eyes like a little adult, but with her petite and cute figure, the more serious she looks, the more adorable she is.

One day in the sky and one year on the ground.

With the sunrise and sunset, and the rotation of the stars, the 500 years in the lower realm are like a vicissitudes of life, but the heaven floating in the giant lotus seems to have stood still in time, without any change.

The Jade Emperor left the affairs of the Three Realms to the Queen Mother to deal with. Nezha had been banned for more than a hundred years, and finally walked out of her spacious 'prison cell' and returned to the post of Marshal of Demon Subduing.

However, because Zhou Ji had not entered the immortality and was in seclusion in the mansion, after the confinement was lifted, he did not immediately recall the maidservant, and even the bodyguards could not approach the mansion without her permission.

After all, fire cannot be contained in paper.

After all, the news of Yang Jian Cun Xin's husband and wife's disagreement still failed to hide from Yang Chan.

Perhaps because of the influence of Zhou Ji, Yang Jian is no longer the same as before. Even if he and the Meishan brothers went around hunting down demons, drinking and having fun, he couldn't think of going to Huashan to visit his sister.

On Yang Chan's side, since Big Brother Zhou is not retreating in the back mountain, she doesn't need to guard Huashan as closely as before.

Guanjiangkou, Yangfu.

Yang Chan unknowingly came to the gazebo in the courtyard, looked up at the night sky above her head, as if she could see that familiar figure appearing in front of her through the deep and boundless darkness.

'Five hundred years. Five hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye. Brother Zhou. I miss you so much. '

bang~!

Crack~!

A burst of noise came from the front yard, Yang Chan showed doubts, and walked quickly towards the yard, only to see Xiaotiangou pacing anxiously in the front yard, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask: "Are they arguing again?"

"Yes, every day." Xiaotiangou looked towards the living room, and said casually: "Anyway, there is always something to quarrel, either this or that."

"How did this happen? Second brother and sister-in-law weren't like this before?" Yang Chan frowned slightly, and asked, "How long has it been?"

After seeing Yang Chan, Xiao Tiangou realized that he had slipped his mouth, so he quickly covered his mouth and hid aside, faltering and shaking his head.

"The Roaring Dog!" Yang Chan's tone sank, and she said majesticly.

"Master and Big Brother Zhou didn't want me to tell you." Roaring Sky Dog trembled in fright, faced Yang Chan's gaze staring at him, sighed, and said dejectedly: "As long as Miss San is not at home, they will be like this every day. It has been five hundred years since the two of them don't sleep in the same room now, and they quarrel and go to the living room to quarrel."

"!!!" Yang Chan showed an expression of disbelief, captured the key information, frowned and said, "Brother Zhou also knows about this? Did he and the second brother tell you to hide it from me?"

"No. It's not just brother Zhou and second brother. My sister-in-law is also acting with second brother." Yang Chan shook her head and stepped back half a step.

Xiao Tiangou persuaded: "Miss San, you must not misunderstand the master, he doesn't want you to worry."

"Then they shouldn't hide it from me?" Yang Chan couldn't help but sighed after hearing what Xiao Tiangou said, and asked in frustration, "What did Brother Zhou say?"

Xiao Tiangou bald, and said it all, "Brother Zhou said that he has nothing to do, and wants us to hide it from Miss San, lest you worry."

"." Yang Chan glanced at the brightly lit living room. Yang Jian and his wife drifted away, and they could vaguely hear the quarrel.

"Xiao Tiangou, go back to your room and rest, I'll go see my sister-in-law." Yang Chan said and walked towards the wing where Cun Xin was.

The night was getting darker, and as the moon set, the entire Yang Mansion seemed to be covered in endless darkness, deep and oppressive.

Until the sky turned white, tearing away the last darkness before dawn, Yang Chan sat up from the bed, raised her eyes to see the ray of sunlight shining through the window, and before she knew it, it was dawn.

Perhaps it was because of the inherent impression of a harmonious husband and wife before, these years when she was homesick, she would go back to Guanjiangkou to live for a few days, but she never noticed the strangeness of her second brother and sister-in-law.

Last night, Xiao Tiangou slipped his mouth. When Yang Chan came back from Cun Xin's place, she couldn't help thinking about the experience of every time she came back. The details that she hadn't noticed before were connected one by one. She tossed and turned all night, looking out the window at the familiar courtyard. , sighed: "Second brother, this is a marriage."

The sky was bright, and the Yang Mansion was silent.

Yang Jian sent Yang Chan out of the door, looked at the younger sister in front of him, and could no longer maintain his usual smile, "Third sister, you finally came back, second brother really wants to keep you for a few more days. But you also saw it. "

Seeing Yang Jian's ashamed look, Yang Chan frowned and said, "Second brother, you and sister-in-law can't always be like this, we've been together for so many years."

"Yeah, it's been so many years, and I don't know how long it will last." Yang Jian interrupted Yang Chan, did not let her continue, and said in silence for a moment: "Be careful on your own way."

Seeing this, Yang Chan couldn't say much, she could only nod slightly, and Teng Yun flew towards Huashan.

the other side.

After a total of thousands of years of retreat and painstaking practice, Zhou Ji felt the incomparably full power of the fairy spirit in his body, as if he could break through the threshold of the immortal way at any time, form three flowers gathered on the top, and transform the five energies into a dynasty.

However, in the dark, it seems to be suppressed from the origin of the world. Judging from the information perceived by the square diagram, it seems that the world of heavens evolved from Lingbao does not allow the birth of golden immortals.

"From this point of view, the best way to break through the Golden Immortal is to return to the piece of chaotic fragments where the Square Formation is located. But there is no way to break through the Golden Immortal, and there is no way to return to the Square Formation."

Zhou Ji frowned slightly, curled up his palms, the square formation was hidden in the void, and a white jade ax covered with fine cracks appeared in his hand.

Zhou Ji held the handle of the ax and swung it forward, the ax blade and the air made a harsh sound of metal friction, the mana quickly dried up like a flood, and a long and narrow crack in space was repaired at the same time as it emerged.

The higher the cultivation base, the more difficult it is to split the cracks, and the recovery speed of the spatial cracks is also increasing. Either use quantitative changes to forcibly open a channel, or use qualitative changes to break the original threshold.

Zhou Ji caressed the surface of the ax with his palm, and the metal luster was faintly revealed under the cracks of the stone axe, as if the white jade on the outside was just a shell, and another completely different ax was conceived inside.

"Forget it, since you can't break through the Golden Immortal, it's useless to continue to retreat, so why don't you go elsewhere to find another opportunity?"

Zhou Ji counted and found that this retreat was another five hundred years, so he left the quiet room, found Nezha, thanked him, and then left.

After Big Brother Zhou left, she was the only one left in Heaven.

Nezha was reluctant, but had no choice but to pull Zhou Ji's sleeve and ask him to promise that he would come to see her in Heaven.

Zhou Ji rubbed Nezha's little head, and readily agreed.

After a while.

Nezha personally sent an ordinary heavenly soldier out of the Nantian Gate, and stood on the cloud head until he could not see the figure of the other party, unwilling to look away.

The four heavenly kings who guarded the gate looked at each other, and couldn't figure out how the majestic Marshal Fumo could be so 'sympathetic' to his subordinates, and he was so reluctant to even send a small soldier to the lower realm to do errands.

For a while, rumors spread quietly, and when Nezha returned, he found that the surrounding heavenly soldiers looked at her strangely.

Back to Huashan.

For some reason, after leaving the Heavenly Court, Zhou Ji returned to Huashan without the slightest hesitation.

It has been 500 years since he left last time, the original winding mountain path has become much wider, and there are more tea shops and restaurants along the mountain path for people to rest; only the Notre Dame Temple has been repaired several times, and it still remains With the original appearance.

As the Notre Dame Temple got closer and closer, one could vaguely see a cornice in the corner of the mountain, but Zhou Ji's footsteps became slower and slower.

Suddenly, there was a pause in the footsteps, and the eyes looked down at the Notre Dame Temple, and a beautiful figure in a light yellow palace dress and a golden hairpin came into view.

Yang Chan seemed to feel something in her heart, and a disgusting and frivolous voice suddenly sounded beside her.

"Ding An, why don't you have any eyesight at all, why don't you invite the little lady over to my master?"

Yang Chan frowned slightly, and leaned forward to look at the mountain road, only to see a servant dressed in coarse linen walking in front of her and blocking her view.

"This is the well-known Master Ding in our Huashan County, little lady, give me a face, I have known him in the past~~"

No matter how gentle Yang Chan was, she would still feel angry when encountering such a thing. She turned around abruptly and stared at him coldly.

A young scholar who couldn't drink tea and was rubbing the clear water in the store quickly dropped the bamboo tube in his hand when he saw this, and was about to step forward to help out, but when he stretched out his hand halfway, he saw a gray shadow rushing past in front of him with a mournful scream. However, the servant who had just spoken flew out of the tea shop, fell heavily on the mountain road, and rolled all the way down the mountain.

The young scholar took two steps back in shock, only to realize that a handsome young man in a plain moiré gown appeared in front of him at some point, and the girl who was molested by Yuanwai Ding just got up and threw herself into the man's arms. Weeping with joy.

"You, you, you, don't cry~" Nuan Xiang was in his arms, and Zhou Ji looked at Yang Chan who was sobbing, and was a little at a loss for a moment, and said in a panic: "Okay, don't cry, look at you, you are all A thousand-year-old mother-in-law~"

Hearing this, Yang Chan glared at Zhou Ji with tears in her eyes, "If you want to worry about it, you are also a grandfather~grandfather~!!"

Everything happened so suddenly, Ding Yuanwai who was sitting at the other table realized it, stood up angrily, patted the table and said, "You brat, who dares to hit me!! You are still stunned!" What are you doing? Let’s do it! If you beat him to death, you’ll be the master!"

The four porters outside the tea shop looked at each other, pulled out the short sticks for carrying the sedan chair, and walked towards the surroundings fiercely.

Seeing this, the young scholar hurriedly set up a bench to block the door, turned his head anxiously and said, "How long are you going to hug? I can't last long, run!"

In terms of strength, how can a frail scholar fight against four bearers?

Just relying on his blood and righteousness to make a move, he was pushed away by the bearer while he was speaking, and hit his head with a stick.

"Ah~!" The young scholar heard the howling wind, and thought to himself that my life was over. He froze in place with fright and closed his eyes. However, the sound of the wind stopped suddenly, and there was a scream, and the young scholar narrowed his eyes There was a gap, and then his eyes widened, and he saw the four bearers who had just shot, like Ding An who had just flown out, flying out of the tea shop and rolling down onto the rammed earth road outside, with constant wailing.

"Youyoukai...!"

Seeing this scene, Member Ding was so frightened that his legs trembled. Facing Zhou Jibing's cold and indifferent gaze, if there was any real killing intent like a sharp knife stuck in his throat, he fell to the ground almost suffocated, and kept backing up, " Don't kill me, I have money in my family, I can give it to you, don't kill me, don't kill me."

Knowing Brother Zhou for a thousand years, Yang Chan has never seen Zhou Ji with such a murderous look, and even forgot to leave his arms, gently tugged at the collar of Zhou Ji's chest and said, "Brother Zhou"

"." Responding to the request in Yang Chan's eyes, Zhou Ji looked coldly at Yuan Ding and said, "I never like to kill people. But it doesn't mean I won't kill people. The third girl has kindness in her heart, so I will spare your life." .”

"Thank you hero, thank you Third Grandma."

Ding Yuanwai dared to stay in the tea shop for a long time. He was so frightened that he rolled and crawled, and escaped from the tea shop, but was blocked by an invisible wall of air.

"In order to prevent you from coming out to harm others in the future, spend the rest of your life in a hospital bed."

Member Ding's pupils shrank, showing a look of panic.

Zhou Ji raised his hand to cover Yang Chan's eyes, Ding Yuanwai flew out of the tea shop, screaming in pain, his limbs twisted and deformed in mid-air, a lump of rotten meat fell out of his crotch, and finally fell on his sedan chair. Husband, life or death do not know.

'If...you can live the rest of your life. '