"Oh, by the way, if you still can't unlock the Vine Kill on the ninth day, then ask your seniors to come to Cangcheng Mountain to look for me in person and say that I have something to ask for." Maybe he was afraid that the other party would be too stupid,

Si Teng added something before Wang Qiankun left.

Zhou Ji calculated the cash on hand. If he wanted to rent a place temporarily, it would be too cheap for him, and it would be too expensive and he couldn't afford to rent it for the time being. So he raised a smirk on his lips and looked at the anxious Yan Furui.

, coughed slightly and said: "You should go with him, so that he can take care of you on the way."

"Then my tiled house..."

Zhou Ji didn't know that Yan Furui's apprentice was called Wafang, so he just thought it was Yan Furui asking for rent, and said with a smile: "It's just a temporary stay, I won't ruin your house."

Yan Furui then thought about it. It was a good thing for him that his little apprentice was not exposed. The little brat was used to being naughty. If he provoked Si Teng, a evil star who had been famous for a long time, he would not end well.

Quietly concealing his existence can actually ensure his safety.

I entrusted the tile-roofed house to a neighbor's house yesterday, and it's almost time to come back now.

Thinking of this, Yan Furui nodded quickly, supported Wang Qiankun, whose legs were trembling, and hurriedly walked out the door.

Si Teng was not afraid that Yan Furui and Wang Qiankun would just run away. After all, a monk who could run away could not run away from the temple. The ancestral home of Xingyun Pavilion was still here, and Yan Furui would not just leave.

As for Wang Qiankun, there is no need to worry.

After all, not everyone is as mysterious as the annoying person in front of me, and can avoid the vine kill quietly.

"Speaking of which, it quite surprised me." Si Teng sat on the left side of the living room and looked at Zhou Ji with cold eyes, "I thought you would go with them."

"I'm not stupid." Zhou Ji was delighted when he heard this. He leaned against the door frame and said with a smile, "You secretly set a trap on Wang Qiankun. If I follow you again, wouldn't I be on your side?"

Si Teng sneered, raised his eyes and said, "Aren't we in the same group?"

"Having said that, it is only the most basic cooperative relationship. I don't want to be regarded as a 'minion of the Yuan clan', who naively breaks into the inside of the hanging door and acts as cannon fodder." Zhou Ji said with a straight face, "I am very familiar with the hanging door technique.

I'm interested because I need to improve my strength as soon as possible, not because I want to be your enemy."

Zhou Ji paused for a moment and said sincerely: "You don't let me down, and I don't let you down."

"Is this the kind of thing that little girls usually use to deceive people?" Si Teng sneered, unmoved. "At one moment, you are asking for a way to live forever, and at the next, you are in urgent need of improving your strength. Do you have any deep grudges on your back, or are you being targeted by evil forces?

Are you being hunted by forces and waiting to save the earth?"

As he spoke, Si Teng got up and walked out the door. When he passed by Zhou Ji, he suddenly stopped, as if he remembered something, and asked, "Is there any news about the descendants of the Jia family who asked you to check?"

Zhou Ji rolled her eyes at Si Teng and complained: "How can it be that easy? I have asked a friend I know to help me check, and I am planning to go to Yuhang to find him in the next few days."

"You actually have friends?" Si Teng showed a particularly fake expression of surprise, and his smiling eyes seemed to say, people like you also have friends?

"The couple that Dana rescued are going to get engaged soon. They specially invited me to come over." Zhou Ji said with a proud smile, "How about it? Are you interested in joining in the fun together?"

Couple... engaged... Si Teng shook her head. She neither liked graves nor the excitement, and had no interest in these at all.

"When will you come back?" Si Teng stopped at the door and asked as if accidentally.

"Three to five days, right?" Zhou Ji said, taking out a bank card from his bag and handing it to Si Teng, "Here, after excluding our expenses these days, there should be more than 50,000 left in the card. The password is 193

Qiqiqi, the anniversary of your death."

God’s death anniversary!

Si Teng listened to the first half with a little satisfaction, thinking that this person is quite sensible, but when he heard the last sentence of "your death anniversary", Si Teng's eyelids jumped, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his raised smile, as if he was planning for the future.

To regain strength, Zhou Ji should be buried where he can grow stronger.

This money is already Zhou Ji's entire savings.

Si Teng knew this very well, and perhaps it was precisely because she knew this that she did not stick the disgusting person in front of her in the soil, water it and fertilize it.

"It's okay~! Don't worry!" Zhou Ji didn't notice Si Teng's murderous eyes at all. She patted her chest and said confidently, "In addition to looking for the Jia family, I went to Yuhang to get money, so don't worry and be bold.

of flowers.”

Anyway, the debit card cannot be maxed out.

.........

It was clear from the beginning that their relationship was one of cooperation rather than dependence.

Therefore, when Zhou Ji left, Si Teng never thought of trying to persuade him to stay, and he had no position to persuade him to stay.

When she stayed alone in this empty courtyard, brewed a pot of fragrant tea, leaned against the small building, and opened ancient books, she felt an indescribable quietness and elegance, but she was missing a very annoying audience.

It's beautiful, but it's also less popular.

........

On the plane.

Zhou Ji hauled the sword box used to hold the luggage, and brought a miscellaneous journal from Qiu Shan's study to pass the time.

Anyway, the firearms, ammunition and other contraband were buried in Dana, so there was no need to worry about being detained by the airport.

The seats in the business class were quite comfortable. Zhou Ji found a comfortable position and slumped down, flipping through the pages of the ancient book in his hand.

He seemed to be casual, but in fact he was very serious and devoted.

This ancient book does not contain any information about the practice of Xuanmen, but it contains details about the Yu clan that have appeared in various places over the years.

Zhou Ji read very slowly, trying to remember the various tribes introduced above while reading, and did not notice the surprised look cast from the other side of the aisle.

"Mr. Shan, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

The assistant nearby noticed Shan Zhigang's sudden change in expression and asked with concern.

Shan Zhigang waved his hand. Although his expression calmed down, there was still a storm in his heart.

He remembered the book in Zhou Ji's hand.

Because he wrote it!

He faked his death and escaped more than ten years ago and lived as Shan Zhigang for more than ten years. He gradually integrated into this identity and faded away from his past as Qiu Shan.

But now, why do the ancient books he left in Xingyun Pavilion appear here? And in the hands of a stranger.

Did Yan Furui sell his family property? Or was it for other reasons?

Seeing that Shan Zhigang was interested in Zhou Ji on the other side of the aisle, the female assistant explained in a low voice: "That person is Mr. Qin's friend. When he booked the air tickets in the morning, he specifically asked me to book an extra ticket for him. I remember his name seemed to be

Zhou Ji?"

Zhou Ji turned to look at the female assistant who introduced herself in a low voice, nodded and smiled softly, and the clear and transparent eyes reflected in her eyes made her startled.
Chapter completed!