Journey To the World of Film and Television Chapter 117

Chapter 117 I seem to be blooming too

Barrett, flashbang, fragmentation grenade, plus two corpses.

Looking at the messy bamboo forest and the shrapnel all over the ground, Zhou Ji also felt a headache.

I was busy from daytime to the next night before I packed up everything on site.

Fortunately, Kong Jinghua is a member of the Han clan, and when the last ounce of demonic power dissipated, her whole body turned into a withered bamboo tube. Due to the previous two lightning strikes, her body was almost collapsed, and before Zhou Ji When touched, it has been broken into pieces and scattered in this bamboo forest.

As for Qiu Shan's body, after turning into fly ash, Zhou Ji had already let it fall into the forest.

After packing up everything here, Zhou Ji just left Qiannan, first returned to Dana, buried the firearms back in the valley where Si Teng was resurrected, and then got on the plane and flew back to Yuhang from the airport in the snowy area.

After getting off the plane, Zhou Ji speeded up his pace a little unconsciously, and stopped a taxi casually. On the way to the lakeside community, the driver frequently looked back and said, "Did the little Taoist encounter any happy things?"

Wearing this Taoist robe will eventually encounter various misunderstandings. At the beginning, Zhou Ji would explain, 'I am not a Taoist priest, this body is performance art, cosplay', and he gradually explained more, and he was too lazy to explain , responded casually, "How did the master know?"

The driver didn't pay attention to Zhou Ji's perfunctory. After staying in the car for a long time, he always wanted to find someone to brag about, and said with emotion, "I pulled a lottery winner in Donghuan before, and he was the same. He laughed as soon as he got in the car." Non-stop. The good guy won two hundred thousand, and I would be happy too."

"He's the same? What's the same?" Zhou Ji didn't understand what the driver meant.

"Of course it's like a smile." The driver laughed and said, "Seeing how happy you are, it's at least 200,000."

Zhou Ji looked up at the rearview mirror in the car, only through the rearview mirror did he notice the smile subconsciously raised at the corner of his mouth.

'I won't fall into any magic tricks, will I? Was it plotted against by Qiu Shan? Or is it cursed? ' The smile on Zhou Ji's face immediately subsided, and he said with a wry smile, “I don't buy lottery tickets.”

"Just don't buy it. A friend of mine, who has bought lottery tickets for more than ten years, is almost in a state of obsession."

The driver was about to start the conversation, but was suddenly interrupted by Zhou Ji: "Master is here, let's get off here."

The driver parked the car on the side of the road with some disappointment, looked at Zhou Ji who was scanning the QR code to pay, and suddenly said with emotion: "People~ I can't hide my expression when I encounter happy things."

Zhou Ji stood at the intersection in front of the community, watching the taxi leave.

Turning around to look at the convex mirror at the corner of the ramp, he grinned. The stretched expression on the mirror became even more funny at this moment. Zhou Ji couldn't help but took a few steps closer, poked his head, and put his finger against the corner of his mouth. , but I couldn't make out the smile that was shown in the taxi just now.

After playing for a while, he walked leisurely towards the long ramp, just to make fun of himself.

The lake view villa is located right above this ramp. As he got closer, Zhou Ji's footsteps gradually slowed down, changing from unconscious brisk steps to slower than usual.

Every step is very good at waiting for complete stability before taking a step. When he walked to the entrance of the villa, he could already see Si Teng sitting on the balcony on the second floor reading a book.

Si Teng looked down as if feeling something, the two people's eyes met, and then slowly separated.

After returning to the villa after more than ten days, everything is the same as usual, and the familiarity is somewhat reassuring.

Zhou Ji pushed open the door, just as Si Teng came down the stairs, and the two nodded to each other;

"You're back."

"I'm back."

Not too many words, just the most common greeting.

In the past, they had never communicated like this, but this time they had an unusual tacit understanding.

After so many days of running around, even Zhou Ji was a little tired, so he was not in a hurry to talk to Si Teng about these days, and Si Teng was not an unreasonable person, so he was allowed to slump on the sofa On the morning, I took a book and sat on the other side of the sofa, flipping through it page by page.

As night fell, Zhou Ji had also been asleep for several hours in a daze.

Si Teng closed the book carefully, and quietly walked in front of Zhou Ji. Seeing that he didn't respond, he just squatted down and looked down at his sleeping face.

If according to Bai Jin's statement, it was because of Zhou Ji that he blossomed, then this conjecture can be confirmed right now while he is asleep.

Looking around, the living room was dark. Si Teng knew that Zhou Ji didn't sleep too deeply, and would wake up easily, so he didn't dare to make a big move, but simply stretched out his index finger and gently tapped Zhou Ji. Ji's index finger.

Fingertips lightly touch, very light, very itchy.

Siteng withdrew his finger subconsciously, and the white flower did not bloom as he imagined, as if the last flower was a coincidence or a misunderstanding.

Finally heaved a sigh of relief, but felt a sense of loss for no reason.

Just when she smiled and didn't want to think about this kind of thing anymore, Zhou Ji in her sleep suddenly turned over, frightening Si Teng to stand up abruptly, without noticing a small white flower coming from between her hair. It fell off and fell into Zhou Ji's palm.

The next morning.

As the sky brightened, Zhou Ji, who had slept for nearly a day, finally woke up.

Siteng did not know when he went to the yard, and was sitting on the swing chair looking at the lake in a daze.

Zhou Ji looked at his phone and realized that he had slept all night. This sleep almost wiped away all his fatigue, and he recovered a lot.

Walking to the courtyard and stretching, Si Teng turned around and looked at him, his cold eyes seemed to be dissatisfied with her for destroying his dazed state of mind.

Zhou Ji stretched his body, glanced at the book in Si Teng's hand from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, have you seen the flower I caught in the book?"

Si Teng nodded indifferently, and said flatly, "I see, what's the matter?"

Sito's flat tone made Zhou Ji a little speechless.

Could it be that I am so rare?

Zhou Ji blinked, took out a small white flower from his pocket, hesitated, "I seem to have grown one too..."

What's the meaning? Are you not human? Can the human race also bloom?

Si Teng looked at Zhou Ji with an expression that you were playing with me, Zhou Ji scratched his head, supported his forehead and said, "The one I held in my palm when I just woke up looks like the white flower that bloomed after you turned into a rattan that day. Exactly the same."

Si Teng stared blankly at the white flower in Zhou Ji's palm, and burst out laughing.

"fool"

(I have seen both chapters and Wubi's feedback in the book review area.)

(When writing these days, I have been thinking about the ending of Si Tengjuan, whether to write according to the plan at the beginning of the book or to change to a milder ending...)

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