Journey To the World of Film and Television

Arrived at the hotel.

Zhou Ji stayed for one night, and used the map of evil to roughly inquire about the address area Qin Fang gave him. He left the room early the next morning, intending to find Jia Guizhi's residence.

It was still daylight at this time, pedestrians and students on the morning shift were hurrying along the road, Zhou Ji felt that he was being watched as soon as he left the hotel.

This natural reaction engraved in his bones made him return to the world of Wulin rumors in a trance.

Giving up on the plan to take the subway, Zhou Ji glanced at the slowly approaching bus at the intersection, took a few steps forward to blend into the crowd, and looked around through the rearview mirror in the car.

However, after looking around, he didn't find anything unusual. The passengers around him were just ordinary people, and the person who followed him secretly didn't follow him into the car.

After a few stops, there were more and more people in the car, and Zhou Ji had already done a simple change of clothes.

Under the surprised eyes of the surrounding passengers, he put his long hair back into his neckline, took out the hood from the bag, took out a new empty bag, and stuffed the old bag into it. The set of movements was smooth and smooth, as skilled as a professional agent.

I found a stop sign with a particularly heavy flow of people and got off, and the feeling of being spied on was still lingering in my heart.

It wasn't until he saw the planetarium advertisement on the roadside billboard that he was awakened by the astronomical telescope in the picture

This is no longer the world of celebrating more than one year, and this world is no longer the "modern high-tech" that only he has a telescope. After the sense of peeping comes from himself, it may not necessarily be next to him, or it may be far away. The other party tracked his position with binoculars in his car.

Zhou Ji turned to look in the direction of being watched, with cold eyes and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He vaguely guessed the other party's identity as early as on the road. Although there are many ways to get rid of the telescope's positioning, he still has things to do these days, and he doesn't have time to play the game of tracking and anti-tracking with Shan Zhigang.

Zhou Ji took out his mobile phone with a snap, and asked Qin Fang for Shan Zhigang's call.

After dialing the phone, Shan Zhigang didn't keep Zhou Ji waiting for too long, and he answered the phone just as the bell rang.

"I thought you'd be more composed."

"I thought you would, too."

The voices of both of them are very calm, and through the calmness, they can hear each other's restrained emotions.

The difference is that Zhou Ji didn't know why the other party wanted to attack him, and Shan Zhigang didn't know Zhou Ji's origin either.

"I'll wait for you in the small garden ahead."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ji came to the small garden of civic activities, avoiding the uncles and aunts who were doing morning exercises, and waited for Shan Zhigang's arrival in a corner.

"I could feel that you have been testing me on the plane yesterday. If you have something to say, you may as well just say it. What do you want to know?"

After waiting for a long time, looking at Shan Zhigang approaching from a distance, Zhou Ji said quietly, "Or should we have a fight first and talk after the fight?"

Next to it is the square dance lady, and next to it is the morning exercise uncle. It is impossible to do anything in such an environment where everyone is watching.

Zhou Ji is well aware of this.

Shan Zhigang touched the jade on his wrist, feeling somewhat hesitant.

Since he swallowed the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead, most of his mana has been used to maintain its operation, and the remaining part is stored in this jade ornament to deal with the possible appearance of the Han family.

If it is not a last resort, he does not want to use it against humans.

After a moment of silence, Shan Zhigang said in a deep voice, "Tell me the origin of that ancient book in your hand."

"Just here?" Zhou Ji showed a dazed expression, raised his forehead and said, "You should have said it earlier! I bought that ancient book at a second-hand book stand when I was traveling in Cangcheng Mountain."

Lying is the most taboo to be too truthful, Zhou Ji didn't mention Xingyun Pavilion, nor Yan Furui, only said that he bought it at a second-hand book stand.

It seems that there is not a single truth, but Shan Zhigang has already made up a whole series of stories in his brain to restore the "plot" for Zhou Ji.

However, as an "old Jianghu", Shan Zhigang did not fully believe Zhou Ji's words.

A layer of gleaming white light appeared on the surface of the jade. Shan Zhigang slightly closed his hands and took the jade into his palm. A strange wave came from the air.

Zhou Ji frowned slightly, and then relaxed. He didn't expect Shan Zhigang to dare to do it in front of so many people, and he still used such a fantasy technique.

Zhou Ji has a lot of shortcomings, but there is one advantage that stands out the most.

Judging the situation, if you say cowardly, you will be cowardly.

If you dare to do it in front of the elderly in the morning exercise in the small garden, then do you dare to do it in front of the surveillance cameras and traffic police at the intersection?

When he saw the small movement of Shan Zhigang taking off the wrist strap, he was ready to run away. When he noticed the bright light of the jade, he withdrew abruptly and ran towards the street without looking back.

"There is indeed a problem with Shan Zhigang! Yan Furui and Wang Qiankun did not mention this person, but this person is very concerned about Xingyun Pavilion, and even knows that the ancient book is from the collection of Master Qiu Shanxuan."

Zhou Ji sneered in his heart, and did not use Qigong, but rushed out of the garden with his feet alone, and fled all the way to Shan Zhigang's residence through the remote and narrow alleys of the city.

As the saying goes: "Run when you start a group, and steal the house by detour."

"Jia Guizhi's matter is not so important at this time. We must first find out his truth and avoid being plotted by him."

Because the car was parked far away, Shan Zhigang couldn't follow Zhou Ji immediately, so he stood at the intersection resentfully, stomping his foot hard.

"Qin Fang has been checking the residence of a stranger these days, and he has never heard of any friends surnamed Jia before. From this point of view, it is likely that he is helping Zhou Ji find someone." Shan Zhigang murmured, " As long as I find that Jia Guizhi first and wait for the rabbit, I believe that Zhou Ji will come sooner or later!"

Thinking of this, Shan Zhigang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly drove towards Qingshan District.

On the other side, Zhou Ji changed into a hair cover and uniform, put on double rubber gloves, and pretended to be a cleaning staff, sneaked into the villa area where Shan Zhigang lived.

Although this era is 2020, the popularity of surveillance is far less than that of 2012, perhaps because it is too harmonious and stable.

In such a high-end community, the guards were lax and pitiful. Zhou Ji found the small two-story house where Shan Zhigang lived and managed to slip in without much effort.

"It seems that there is no sign of cohabitation with others. The decoration is simple and the color is dark and cold. Apart from the basic furniture, there are only some fitness equipment." Zhou Ji walked around the first floor and observed, "This person's life is monotonous. , has a low personality, doesn't like green plants, and is not as bright and easy-going as Qin Fang said."

Walking to the second floor, an ancient painting hanging next to the bedroom attracted Zhou Ji's attention.

It is said to be an ancient painting, but in fact it is only a hundred years old, and it seems to be decades earlier than Dana's painting of Si Teng's avatar.

In the painting is also a woman, combing the hair bun of the late Qing Dynasty and Ming Dynasty period, standing gracefully in the sea of ​​flowers, between the strokes of the brush and ink, the strength is too heavy, it can be seen how deep the love is in the heart of the person who painted this painting , There are multiple hatreds.

"The Hu family."

Thanks to "The Lonely Lonely Wolf" for the 100 coin reward.

grateful.