MTL - Journey To the World of Film and Television-Chapter 652 Isn't it the same thing?

  Chapter 652 Isn't this the same thing?

  Zhou Ji blocked Yang Chan's eyes, but did not cover her ears.

Hearing Ding Yuanwai's mournful wailing, Yang Chan took Zhou Ji's palm and pushed it aside, watching the bearer carrying Ding Yuanwai's frantic figure on his back, she frowned slightly, and said with a look of impatience: "Brother Zhou, you are making such a move! It's probably too heavy."

   "Facing this kind of villain who is rampant and rapes the women of the people, no matter how you deal with it, you can't deal with it too much."

Zhou Ji shook his head and said seriously: "Miss San, have you ever thought about how her husband, relatives, and neighbors would think of her if an ordinary woman who had no strength to resist was molested like this in broad daylight? It's nothing more than molesting, what will happen if you lose your body or are taken away by him?"

  The lives of mortals are thousands of years away from Yang Chan. After being reminded by Zhou Ji, Yang Chan's expression was a little shaken. Zhou Ji pouted at the young scholar who had just "handed down righteousness", and gestured: "What is that member Ding's usual reputation?"

  Ding Yuanwai, who was still arrogant and domineering just now, was stopped by Zhou Ji in a blink of an eye, his hands and feet were twisted into twists, and even his lifeblood was turned into a lump of rotten meat. Such a cruel method shocked the young scholar.

Suddenly asked by Zhou Ji, the young scholar glanced left and right, pointed at himself, and confirmed that he was talking to him, so he put down the bench, and said tremblingly: "This...that Xiaosheng just arrived in Huashan County. This is also the first time I've heard of Ding Yuanwai."

   "Uh..." Zhou Ji was taken aback for a moment, and a person emerged from under the counter next to him, who was the owner of the tea shop who hid in advance.

The owner of the tea shop bowed his hands to Zhou Ji with a grateful face, and said to Yang Chan: "Ma'am, your husband is right, this Ding Xian has done all kinds of bad things in our Huashan County, relying on his family's considerable assets and being in harmony with the government." Goulian bullies men and women everywhere, a girl from our neighboring village went to the city to go to the market and was dragged back to the mansion in the street and ruined by him, and within a few days after returning to the village, she couldn't stand the rumors and threw herself into the river."

  Yang Chan's pretty face blushed, she glanced at Zhou Ji secretly, lifted the hair hanging by her ear to cover up her embarrassment, and said softly: "Old man, you misunderstood us, we are not what you think"

   "Ah~ I'm sorry, little lady, seeing you two golden boys and girls, talented and beautiful, I accidentally admitted my mistake." The owner of the tea shop grinned.

  Where is the carelessness? It's clear that he is an old man who deliberately said some nice words in order to earn some rewards.

At any rate, Zhou Ji has been wandering the rivers and lakes for many years, and he can't see the carelessness of the tea shop owner. Back then, when he was in the hall of the Tongfu Inn, he met this kind of young men and women who were dressed in expensive clothes and had an extraordinary bearing. , often say the same thing.

  If one of them is interested in the other and hears beautiful words, nine out of ten will give money.

  But if it was really a pair, there would not be so many people giving money.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ji couldn't help shaking his head, took out a piece of gold leaf from his sleeve and put it on the table, ignoring the tea shop owner's bright smile like a chrysanthemum, turned to look at the young scholar on the other side, and said with a smile: "Thank you just now, brother Tai fights righteously."

The young scholar's face was pale, he suppressed the constant vomit in his throat, tried his best not to look at the pool of blood on the ground, cupped his hands, and said in fear, "Master, it's too much for Xiaosheng to intervene hastily, and almost let me in." The two made fun of it."

   "Brother is too humble." Zhou Ji praised, "Facing strangers, knowing the danger and still willing to help, this kind of courage and courage are invaluable. I don't know your name."

The young scholar scratched his head, and said his background with some embarrassment, "I am ashamed to say that Liu Yanchang, a native of Shandong, failed the government examinations many times, so he abandoned his studies and became a doctor. Today, he traveled to Huashan and heard that the Temple of the Holy Mother is very popular, so he came here to pay a visit. .”

  "Liu Yanchang" Zhou Ji repeated the name, his expression suddenly a little dazed, as if a corner of his memory was missing, and a trace of irritability appeared in his heart for no reason.

  However, it seems that this irritability is not because of not being able to remember the missing memory, but because of the person in front of him and his name.

  Hmm. Anyway, it's pretty annoying.

   "Master, do you know Xiaosheng?" Liu Yanchang asked a little uneasy.

   "No, I don't know." Zhou Ji came to his senses, suppressed his restlessness, and decided the life and death of the Ding family lightly.

   "Anyway, Xiongtai just helped us. I never like to owe people favors. Since Ding Xian has been doing evil in Huashan County for many years, then let Xiongtai dispose of all the assets of the Ding family in Huashan County."

   "How can this be done." Liu Yanchang waved his hands again and again, hastily refusing.

"Brother, don't rush to refuse. Ding Xian has accumulated countless wealth for many years. Instead of letting his family lie on the stolen money obtained by infringing others and sucking blood with peace of mind, it is better to leave it to brother." Zhou Jiyu persuaded earnestly: "The merged land is returned to the farmers, and the property that has been seized is repaid one by one. In the end, the untraceable ancestral property of the Ding family is left. Part of it will be given to Xiongtai to open a medical clinic as a reward, and the rest will be used to help the people. How about it?"

  Although Liu Yanchang is a weak scholar, he has a stubborn personality. If he is simply offered money, he will definitely reject it without hesitation.

Before, he felt that Zhou Ji's actions were too heavy, and he should guide Ding to correct his evil and return to the right, and let him do more good deeds in the future. Now he heard Zhou Ji's arrangement, he hesitated and said: "You will not be rewarded for nothing. Xiaosheng can help to settle the accounts after dissipating the family wealth, but how dare Xiaosheng accept the matter of taking away the ancestral property of the Ding family to open a medical clinic for Xiaosheng."

   "You don't get rewarded for meritorious deeds. Aren't these merits when you settle accounts and dispose of stolen money?" Zhou Ji smiled indifferently, "As for the Ding family, don't worry, they will agree."

  At this time, Liu Yanchang also felt a trace of unreasonable irritability in his heart. The repeated government examinations emptied his savings.

After hesitating for a moment, the moment Liu Yanchang agreed to the handsome young man in front of him, Liu Yanchang's face that had regained a trace of blood suddenly turned pale. In the dark, he felt as if he was about to miss something very important. After a moment of distraction, it seemed like an illusion. Generally, in the dark, I feel that after completing the good deeds mentioned by Zhou Ji, another very precious thing will be added to him.

   "Xiaosheng will live up to the young master's trust."

  Zhou Ji turned to look at Yang Chan, Yang Chan nodded slightly at him, Zhou Ji smiled and said: "Brother, you can go to Huashan County to take over the Ding family tomorrow morning."

   After Zhou Ji finished speaking, he exchanged glances with Yang Chan, left the tea shop, and walked towards the Notre Dame Temple.

  Liu Yanchang stood at the same spot, staring blankly at Zhou Ji and Yang Chan's receding back. Except for the dried blood on the ground, everything that happened just now seemed like a dream.

   Liu Yanchang didn't see the two figures before he said in a daze: "Old man, you have opened a tea shop here for so long, have you seen those two before?"

   "Never seen, never seen."

  The owner of the tea shop shook his head, packed up the tea set and threw it on the ground seat, suddenly hesitated, and said, "Now that I think about it, that girl looks a bit like the Virgin Mary."

Before he finished speaking, the owner of the tea shop laughed himself, "What am I talking about? The Virgin Mary is graceful, luxurious, dignified and solemn, how could she throw herself into the arms of other men crying? The old man made a slip of the tongue. Strange. The Holy Mother is not to be blamed."

  Inadvertently, the tea shop owner's eyes fell on the tea table just now, and he couldn't help being stunned.

   "Huh? Am I dazzled? There's still a piece of gold leaf on the table?"

   "The Virgin Mary has appeared!"

  The surprise voice of the tea shop owner gradually faded away, and a burst of chaotic and hurried footsteps gradually became clear.

  Five hundred years of reunion after a long absence.

Zhou Ji and Yang Chan walked side by side on the mountain path, chatting about their daily life in a leisurely manner. Liu Yanchang, carrying a bookcase on his back, panted after them, and saw a dragon-shaped streamer falling into the mountain path, turning into a light-clothed man in a light suit. A capable woman from A, Liu Yanchang looked at the three talking and laughing, stopped walking with a hint of surprise and a hint of shock, and murmured: "It turns out that they are really gods."

   "Miss Tingxin?"

  Zhou Jizheng and Yang Chan were talking about some interesting things that happened at Nezha's side. Seeing Ao Tingxin, whom he hadn't seen for hundreds of years, he couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

  Ao Tingxin was also a little surprised when he saw Zhou Ji. He greeted each other and joked, "I haven't seen you for five hundred years. Where did Brother Zhou hide in seclusion?"

  Zhou Ji cast a glance at Yang Chan, coughed lightly and said, "Miss Tingxin seems to be in a good mood, she will make fun of me."

  Ao Tingxin raised the corners of his mouth, couldn't help smiling, took out an invitation card and handed it to Yang Chan, saying, "My mother gave birth to an eighth brother for us. Tomorrow's full moon, I came here specially to invite you to have a wedding wine with my third sister."

  Zhou Ji glanced sideways, looked back at Ao Tingxin, and reached out to her: "Is there only the third girl?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Zhou, I didn't know you were here. I only brought one when I came here." Ao Ting thought for a while and said casually, "However, the invitation is just a formality. The third sister has one. It’s time for you and Third Sister to come together.”

  Ao Tingxin's perfunctory attitude made Zhou Ji not choose what to say, and subconsciously complained: "If you say that, then only prepare one gift~"

  “.”

  “.”

Ao Tingxin was taken aback when he heard the words, his gaze swung back and forth between Zhou Ji and Yang Chan, Zhou Ji reacted, and quickly joked: "What I mean is, if you want me to prepare a congratulatory gift, you can make another trip, so that you It's more sincere."

Ao Tingxin noticed Yang Chan's blushing cheeks and strange eyes, and said with a half-smile, "I also want to take another trip, but Huashan is too far away from the East China Sea, so I can't make another trip with my cultivation. "

   "Brother Zhou, don't make things difficult for Miss Xinxin." Yang Chan handed out the invitation in her hand and said, "Why don't you take this invitation."

  Ao Tingxin's expression became more and more strange, and he waved his hands and said, "Then it's settled? I have to hurry back to Donghai, Sanmei and Brother Zhou, see you tomorrow~"

   "Miss Tingxin, be careful on the road~ We will be there on time tomorrow."

  Yang Chan took two steps forward, watching Ao Tingxin disappear into the sky in a stream of light.

  Zhou Ji looked at the invitation card that Yang Chan stuffed into his hand, and shook his head dumbfounded.

  You take the invitation card, I will go with you.

  You give me the invitation, and you go with me.

   After all, isn’t it the same thing?

   "What a silly girl."

the other side.

  Yang Jian learned from Nezha that Brother Zhou still failed to break through the immortal way in this retreat, and he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

   After all, they and Brother Zhou have known each other for more than a thousand years. Since then, Zhou Ji has helped them a lot, but Yang Jian, who has always been loyal, has never done anything for Brother Zhou.

   Now Zhou Ji has retreated twice, but he has never been able to break through the three flowers gathered on top of the five qi dynasty he pursued.

  Compared with some monsters, the lifespan of a human monk is too short after all.

  The fairy road is bumpy, and countless talented and brilliant people stopped on the fairy road and fell sadly.

   In case Zhou Zhou's elder brother ran out of life energy and failed to break through the Golden Immortal, as a brother, Yang Jian still wanted to try his best to find a spiritual object that could "immortality" as the last guarantee.

  In the past few days, he has been leading the Meishan brothers to search for the immortality, and wiped out the monsters encountered along the way.

  Unknowingly, he came to a strange valley, Xiao Tiangou asked around, and learned that the name of this place is Fuling Mountain, and there is a monster living in Yunzhan Cave on the mountain, who goes to Gao Laozhuang every now and then to force Gao Cuilan to marry him.

   They didn’t know how many monsters like this were besieged along the way, Yang Jian said indifferently: “How many little monsters does it have?”

   "There is no little demon, he is the only one, and he is still a bachelor demon." Xiao Tianquan scratched his head and said.

  Yang Jian asked casually: "What kind of fairy is it?"

  Xiao Tiangou imitated the meowing of pigs and moaned twice, and said, "Pig demon."

   "Pig demon?" Yang Jian shrank his pupils, turned around abruptly, and said worriedly, "I hope it won't be him!"

   "Who?" Xiao Tiangou wanted to ask, but Yang Jian didn't answer.

  Yang Jian took the Meishan brothers and Xiaotiangou all the way to Yunzhan Cave, but unfortunately the pig demon has not returned yet.

So everyone hid in the mountains, when suddenly a yelling that was worse than killing a pig came from the bottom of the mountain: "Since I arrived in Gao Lao Village, I got up earlier than the chickens, slept later than the dogs, and worked day and night. Now that the family business has been earned, it’s time to kill pigs, and you still say I’m not kind?”

  Yang Jian leaned over to look, and saw Marshal Tianpeng, who had been cast into a pig's fetus by mistake, came up from the bottom of the mountain dragging a nine-toothed rake while singing a sad song with ghosts and foxes howling.

  Yang Jian hurriedly waved his hand, Xiaotiangou and Meishan brothers hid together with him.

   "I'm an old pig. I won't serve me anymore! I'm resting!"

  Marshal Canopy was tired from walking, and threw away the rake in his hand full of resentment, sat down on a bluestone by the roadside, and sighed like a dead pig without ideals.

   Lao Liuyi saw that the timing was good, and was about to rush out, but was blocked by Yang Jian raising his hand.

  Yang Jian looked at the canopy with a complicated expression, pondered for a while, and signaled everyone to back off.

  After walking for a while, the sixth child asked, "Second Master, why don't you do it?"

  Yang Jian turned his head to look at Xiao Tiangou and asked, "Has he ever hurt anyone in Gao Laozhuang?"

   "No." Xiao Tianquan shook his head.

  Yang Jian asked: "What evil have you done?"

   "It doesn't seem to be." Xiao Tiangou thought for a while, and said what Marshal Tianpeng did in Gaolaozhuang, and the more he said, the more he felt wrong: "Speaking of it, why did the people in Gaolaozhuang arrest him?"

  (end of this chapter)