Journey To the World of Film and Television - Chapter 664

  Chapter 664 The hero in my heart

  In any case, Guanyin Bodhisattva’s sudden visit to the Heavenly Court and the Jade Emperor’s personal invitation to Zhou Ji are inseparable.

  Yang Chan and Yang Jian first confirmed this point, and went to Fumo Marshal’s Mansion together to meet Zhou Ji and Nezha.

   At the same time, Nezha, who learned that he had misunderstood Yang Jian, also impatiently dragged Zhou Ji to the Zhenjun Temple.

  The two sides bumped into each other at the Tianhe gate, and were stunned at the same time.

  Nezha stepped aside and sincerely apologized to Yang Jian, while Yang Chan told Zhou Ji all the news he had found out.

   “Brother Zhou, my second brother and I think this completion ceremony is weird, why don’t you participate?”

   “I can hide for a while, but I can’t hide for a lifetime. Since I promised that the Jade Emperor will come, wouldn’t it be more suspicious if I retreat temporarily?” Zhou Ji shook his head and said with a smile.

  Yang Chan pursed her lips and said seriously: “Then I’ll be with you!”

   “No, it’s too dangerous.” Zhou Ji refused without hesitation.

  Yang Chan stared at Zhou Ji closely, without any wavering.

  Zhou Ji’s tone was a little slow, and he comforted: “You don’t have to worry about the third girl. Although I don’t know what methods the Buddhist sect will use, but with the help of Nezha and Erlang, nothing unexpected will happen.”

   As he spoke, Zhou Ji faintly felt that something was wrong. Why did these words seem to set a flag for himself?

  Zhou Ji coughed lightly, and said in another way: “I mean, the third girl will stay in Huashan with peace of mind, I promise! I will definitely go back to find you.”

  Wait, it seems that there are more and more flags.

  Yang Chan looked at Zhou Ji’s ‘panic’ explaining figure, the watery soft light concealed the determination in his eyes, and pretended to be relaxed: “Okay. I just don’t want to go with you.”

  Zhou Ji caught the strangeness that flashed in Yang Chan’s eyes, looked him up and down, but didn’t see anything wrong.

  Marshal Fumo, Judiciary God, and Our Lady of Huashan gathered at the Tianhe Sluice, and a group of patrolling heavenly soldiers in the distance glanced at them as they passed by, and hurried to see them.

This time Zhou Ji went to heaven to change his appearance and change his clothes. He didn’t know the truth from the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother. When he found that the heavenly soldiers had noticed his way, he disappeared in a flash. If the Heavenly Court is too long, it will easily attract the Jade Emperor and Buddhist sects to notice, I will go back to Mount Hua first, Miss San.”

Yang Chan turned her eyes to the bright moon hanging high in the sky in the distance, and rolled up the hair hanging by her ears, “I just happened to pick up Sister Chang’e’s earrings on the way here, and I plan to go to the Moon Palace to return them to Sister Chang’e. gone back.”

  Nezha had resolved the misunderstanding with Yang Jian at this moment, and was in a good mood. He tugged on Zhou Ji’s sleeve with his two small arms, and said, “Brother Zhou, let me see you off.”

   “All right, all right~” Zhou Ji rubbed the little hair on Nezha’s head affectionately, nodded slightly at Yang Chan and Yang Jian, changed into a heavenly soldier costume with his sleeves, and flew towards Nantianmen with Nezha.

  Yang Chan watched Zhou Ji’s figure disappear at the end of the sea of ​​clouds, turned to look at Yang Jian and said, “Second brother, let’s go too.”

  The Moon Palace has been cold all year round, and Chang’e has stayed here alone for a long time.

  Because of Yao Ji, Yang Chan usually comes over to chat and play chess with her occasionally.

  So Chang’e was not surprised to see her visit suddenly.

The two were chatting and walking in the Moon Palace. Yang Chan saw the glittering and translucent jade tree, glanced at the second brother who was reluctant to hide behind the tree, raised her voice, and asked intentionally: “How long has this jade tree been in the Moon Palace?” gone?”

  Chang’e followed Yang Chan’s line of sight, and Yang Jian shrank quickly to avoid being discovered by Chang’e.

  Chang’e looked dazed and said: “When there was a moon, it was here. After Pangu died, one of his eyes turned into the sun.

  Yang, one eye turned into the moon, and his eyelashes became this jade tree. Yushu is also the soul of Guanghan Palace.

root. “

   “So, you can only see the lower realm clearly when you stand here?” Yang Chan said following her topic.

Chang’e nodded, and said softly: “I have been under Pangu’s eyelashes all year round, and I have seen all the vicissitudes of life in the world. The moonlight shines on people from generation to generation. From birth to old age and death, they seem to be short-lived, but they have experienced the vicissitudes of the world. All kinds of joys and sorrows. Unlike us, although life seems to be endless, it is like a walking dead. Only endless thoughts support me.”

  Yang Chan said with emotion: “Are you willing to spend your whole life alone in this deserted Guanghan Palace?”

   “Chang’e only has one person in her heart, and there is no room for others.” Chang’e said softly.

  Chang’e’s light words were like a boulder pressing on Yang Jian’s heart, or like completely removing the boulder that had been pressing on him for more than a thousand years.

  Young Muai, human nature.

  Back when his father and brother died, and his mother was taken away by the Heavenly Court, Yang Jian, who seemed mature and stable, was just a teenage child who was urged to grow up by the magical power of aging.

  When he first met Chang’e, the dance under the moon revealed endless thoughts, like a white moonlight shining into his heart. After a thousand years, he never forgets.

If it is said that Yang Jian chose to marry Cun Xin more out of “repaying kindness”, but as time went by, the third princess of Xihai who was wearing a red wedding dress and said goodbye to him with a tearful smile had already spent a thousand dollars. Years of companionship lived deeply in his heart.

  Yang Chan glanced at Yushu, and found that there was no movement behind, and then asked: “Houyi has passed away for nearly ten thousand years, has no one else entered my sister’s heart?”

  Chang’e’s eyes flashed a trace of sadness, and she said nostalgicly: “He is the hero in my heart!”

  Yang Chan raised her hand subconsciously and touched the lower side of her face, remembering that when she was burned by the strong light of the golden sun wheel from the big golden crow, and her life was hanging by a thread, the figure that suddenly appeared to block the sun’s divine light for her.

  If Hou Yi is Chang’e’s hero, then why isn’t Brother Zhou her hero?

  Yang Chan glanced at Yushu and found that Yang Jian had left alone. She sighed softly in her heart and said, “By the way, I heard you lost an earring?”

  Chang’e’s expression was gloomy, and she said disappointedly: “It was a token of love that Houyi gave me back then. It’s a pity to lose it. What do you ask it for?”

   “Second brother picked up an earring a few days ago. I thought it looked like sister Chang’e’s, so I brought it for my sister.” Yang Chan took out a folded handkerchief from her sleeve.

  Chang’e watched Yang Chan lift the handkerchief with a tinge of hope and a tinge of anxiety, and the sorrow condensed on her brows finally dissipated, “That’s right, this is the one I lost.”

As Chang’e said, she went back to the dressing table and brought a jade box. Ever since she lost the earring, she had fallen into self-blame. The remaining one was carefully stored in the box. Yang Chan saw the earring in the box It was exactly the same as the one in her hand, so she returned it to Chang’e.

  Chang’e carefully put the two earrings away, turned to look at Yang Chan and said, “This thing is very important to me, thank you so much. And your second brother.”

Chang’e paused, and said earnestly: “I hope you can persuade him not to kill lives for the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother. Since he took office, he has killed tens of thousands of people in Jingzhou for the Jade Emperor. It is really hard for me to understand. How can a person with a fraternal heart do such a thing.”

  Yang Chan quickly argued: “It’s not like that, and the second brother can’t do it.”

   “The queen mother praised him in public for this matter, and everyone in heaven knows about it.” Chang’e frowned slightly, and hesitated: “Could it be that there are other articles in this?”

  Yang Chan hesitated to speak, but she really didn’t want to involve Chang’e in it, so she changed the subject and talked about the completion ceremony of Lingxiao Temple in a few days.

  Yang Chan has never been interested in these things. Over the years, she has never participated in any banquet held by the Heavenly Court. Now when she suddenly asked about the completion ceremony, Chang’e asked curiously, “Why do you suddenly ask these things?”

  Yang Chan said embarrassedly: “Actually, I have one thing to ask Sister Chang’e.”

  Lower Boundary, Mount Hua.

  On a cliff flat, Zhou Ji sat cross-legged, swallowing the aura of the earth veins.

  Earlier, he retreated in Huashan because of the invitation of brother and sister Yang Jian, but later he found that the aura here is slightly different from the aura in other parts of the world.

  When he was cultivating here, the spiritual energy of the earth veins he absorbed seemed to be more in line with the chaotic energy he extracted from the square diagram.

  So he stayed in Huashan after returning from retreat with Nezha.

A ray of colorful divine light fell in front of her, revealing Yang Chan’s figure. Zhou Ji slowly opened his eyes, and seeing the inexplicable expression on her face, as if she was making some small calculation behind her back, she couldn’t help but asked with a smile: “Three Miss, is there anything happy about this?”

   “No~” Yang Chan stood up straight in a jerk, and stepped back, “I’ll go back to the Notre Dame Temple first, so I won’t disturb your cultivation~”

   “Hey~” Zhou Ji raised his hand, and Yang Chan had already floated down the cliff.

  One year, two years, as the time for the completion ceremony approached, Zhou Ji faintly felt that his time in this world might be running out.

   On the surface, Zhou Jixiang Yang Chan and Nezha are full of confidence, but every time I think of the terrifying coercion brought by that Buddha eye, I can’t help throbbing in my heart.

  In the dead of night, the moon hangs high.

  Zhou Ji stood in the courtyard and looked up at the vast night sky.

  Thinking of a fierce battle that is very likely to break out, Zhou Ji’s face darkened, and he flicked his sleeves to prop up a barrier to isolate the outside world from perception.

  The square diagram floated out of the palm of his hand, looming in front of him. Zhou Ji poked his palm into the square diagram, and pulled out a diamond ax full of fine cracks from the void, which looked like it would break at the touch of a button.

  According to real person Yuding, diamond is the hardest material in the world. At the beginning, Yang Jian used the power of hatred to transform a stone ax out of it, and after handing it to Zhou Ji, it became like this in a thousand years.

Zhou Ji closed his eyes slightly, trying to regain the feeling of being in the battlefield of saints and the edge of chaos, practicing the feeling of splitting the palm of the gods. Thousands of years of cultivation poured into the handle of the ax like a tide, and with a slow swing forward, the surface of the ax and the There was a piercing and loud noise in the air, and even the entire enchantment was vibrating violently.

  As the stone ax slashed across the void in front of him and hit the ground heavily, an undetectable ray of darkness appeared in the path of the stone ax, like an endless abyss, constantly obliterating and devouring everything around.

Maybe it was a moment, maybe it was a long time, Zhou Ji looked at the rapidly recovering space crack in front of him, just add a little more external force, the space crack can be completely broken, and when the time comes to leave this world, it will be difficult for the master of the Buddha’s purpose to find himself .

   “Brother Zhou! What happened? I just felt that the vitality of the world around me suddenly became disordered.”

   There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and Yang Chan came rushing from the direction of the boudoir with her shawl loose and a translucent tulle draped over her white skirt.

  The bright moon illuminated the courtyard like daytime, Yang Chan was completely unaware of her attire, looking at Zhou Ji with worry and uneasiness in her eyes.

  For some reason, the moment the barrier dissipated, there was a sudden feeling that Big Brother Zhou was getting farther and farther away from her, so far away that she would never see each other again.

  Yang Chan’s eyes began to glisten with tears as she spoke, a crystal clear teardrop reflecting the figures of the two fell to the ground and shattered into countless water droplets.

   “Miss San, why are you crying?”

  Seeing Yang Chan’s tears streaming down her face, Zhou Ji panicked and hurried forward to comfort her.

Speaking of which, when I first met Yang Chan, she was still an ‘ugly girl’ covered in blisters and scalds. For a weak woman with no cultivation base, the severe pain of the burns was so intense, but she never felt hurt because of these things. Cried in pain.

  The tenacity of being soft on the outside and strong on the inside made Zhou Ji leave a deep impression on the ‘ugly girl’.

   But now.

  Zhou Ji looked at Yang Chan, who had rainy pear blossoms and reddish nose, saw the delicate skin looming under the translucent tulle, took off his outer shirt, and put it on her body.

  The ugly girl at the time has been the Holy Mother of Huashan for more than a thousand years, and even Yang Jian who holds the lotus lantern is not her opponent.

  The ugly duckling has turned into a white swan, and it has also become more crying.

   Just as Zhou Ji was emotionally putting on her coat, Yang Chan threw herself into Zhou Ji’s arms with open arms.

   “Miss San? What’s wrong with you?”

The long gown that was about to be draped over the fragrant shoulders hung in the air behind Yang Chan, a faint fragrance lingered in his nose, Zhou Ji felt the warmth of the soft fragrance in his arms, and strong heartbeats passed through their tightly pressed bodies, echoing in the ears of the two. side reverberates.

  Zhou Ji took a deep breath, helped Yang Chan up, put the gown back on her, and asked again what was going on.

Yang Chan has also calmed down at this moment. The gentle evening wind blew her long hair before she had time to tie it up. She raised her tear-stained pretty face, and a gloomy look flashed across her watery eyes, “Zhou Brother, I’m sorry, I lost my composure.”

  Yang Chan talked about the illusion that when she saw Zhou Ji for the first time just now, Zhou Ji was about to leave her and she would never see her again.

“Look at what I said.” Yang Chan forced a smile, tugged at the long gown that was draped over her shoulders, and said with a bit of expectation in her tone, “Brother Zhou is so powerful, and second brother and who Zha is here, going to the Heavenly Court to have a banquet this time will definitely be safe and sound.”

  In fact, Zhou Ji has long felt Yang Chan’s “reliance” on him, but he is destined to leave this world, so how can he respond to Yang Chan’s expectation?

  Zhou Ji looked at Yang Chan with a complicated expression, hesitant to speak.

  Yang Chan seemed to sense what Zhou Ji wanted to say, so she raised her head and looked at Zhou Ji.

   “What if. What if I actually leave?”

  (end of this chapter)