Ji Weizhu's hands are soft and slippery, and it is very comfortable to hold.
She has very good looks, and even in the eyes of Zhong Wen, who has read a lot about beauties, she can be regarded as a top beauty.
However, Zhong Wen's mind was not focused on Ji Weizhu himself.
"Junior brother?" This sudden title made him feel as if a monk was confused.
"Junior brother, I'm here to take you home." Ji Weizhu didn't notice Zhong Wen's expression, but still said excitedly, "Master will be very happy to see you."
Zhong Wen looked behind him in confusion, and saw Shangguan Mingyue's face full of displeasure. She snorted coldly and pulled Li Yiru away, as if she was deeply disdainful of his behavior of flirting with women everywhere.
What an injustice!
Zhong Wen felt that he had been deeply wronged, but the scene before him left him speechless.
"Sister, I don't know you!" he said with a sad face, "Are you afraid you have recognized the wrong person?"
Ji Weizhu shook his head, with a bright smile on his face, so beautiful that it was dazzling: "I was so excited that I forgot that my junior brother lived in Daming Mountain since he was a child and didn't know his own life experience."
"Daming Mountain?" Zhong Wen quickly denied, "I don't live in Daming Mountain, but in Qingfeng Mountain."
"Junior brother, I have already inquired about it." A trace of pity and sympathy flashed in Ji Weizhu's eyes, "You were seriously injured a few months ago and lost all your previous memories. You were rescued by Piaohua Palace, so you stayed here.
On Qingfeng Mountain, in fact, your biological father is my uncle Zhong Zhenhai."
"What!" Zhong Wen was startled, and then suddenly remembered that he was not the real owner of this body.
It was precisely because the original owner of the body had an unfortunate fart that he, a time traveler, succeeded in seizing the body and transforming into a beautiful seventeen-year-old boy.
Even with the excuse of "amnesia", being approached by his original relatives still made him anxious, fearing that he might accidentally reveal his fault and be discovered by the other party that he had traveled through time to seize his body.
"Junior brother, I know that things are a bit sudden and difficult for you to digest for a while." Seeing that he was silent, Ji Weizhu said that her appearance was too sudden and the other party could not accept it for a while, and her voice became a little softer.
He said patiently, "Let me explain it to you one by one."
So, she told in detail how Zhong Zhenhai stayed in Daqian seventeen years ago and how he met the girl from Daming Mountain, and told Zhong Wen's life story in detail.
The original boy had a really rough fate!
Although Ji Weizhu's narrative is incomplete and lacks the experience between the original body leaving Daming Mountain and being buried in Qingfeng Mountain, it still gave Zhong Wen a new understanding of the original owner of his body for the first time.
When he heard that "father" Zhong Zhenhai had a "demon spirit body", he knew that Ji Weizhu had not mistaken the person.
It is not uncommon for special physiques to be passed down from parents to offspring. With his appearance and age, he also has a "demon body", and his relationship with Zhong Zhenhai is already obvious.
Moreover, according to the information Ji Weizhu got from the old man in Daming Mountain, the name given to the child by the mother of the unlucky guy happened to be "Zhong Wen".
He breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the Zhong family of Lingxiao Holy Land did not know of his existence before and had no contact with him.
There has been no close contact, and with the talisman of "amnesia", Zhong Wen's identity as a time traveler has almost no risk of being exposed.
"Sister Ji, although I don't know whether what you said is true or false." Even though he knew that what Ji Weizhu said was true, Zhong Wen had no intention of acknowledging his relatives in Lingxiao Holy Land, "But even if my biological father really comes from Lingxiao Holy Land.
, what does it have to do with me?”
"Junior brother, you have Uncle Zhong's blood on your body, how can you say it doesn't matter?" Ji Weizhu didn't expect Zhong Wen would have such a reaction, and couldn't help but retort, "Blood is thicker than water, what else can be better than family affection?"
What’s more important?”
"Sister, what you said is wrong." Zhong Wen shook his head repeatedly, "According to what you said, I have never seen your Uncle Zhong since I was born. He has neither nurturing nor teaching to me, let alone
It caused my mother to end up like this. If she were still alive, how could he have the dignity to recognize her as my mother?"
"Junior brother, Uncle Zhong didn't intend to abandon your mother back then." Ji Weizhu said anxiously, "It was just because he was carrying a 'demon spirit body' and he was worried that he would hurt her when he lost his mind, so he reluctantly left."
"It was not wrong for him to choose to leave, but what about before?" Zhong Wen argued, "If you know that you are suffering from a strange disease and cannot bring happiness to the other person, why did you hook up with my mother?"
"This..." Ji Weizhu had no experience in love. He was speechless when he was like this, not knowing how to answer.
"If this heartless person is still in the world, maybe I will come and scold him." Zhong Wen continued, "Since he has passed away, let all grudges go with the wind. I
Now I have my own life, and I don’t plan to have anything to do with Lingxiao Holy Land anymore.”
"Junior brother, although Master Zhong has passed away." Ji Weizhu worked hard to find Zhong Wen, but he was not willing to give up and persuaded her earnestly, "But you still have an aunt who is still alive. Ever since I learned about Master Zhong,
Since then, my master has been worried about you and is always thinking about taking you back to the Holy Land to make up for the debt the Zhong family has owed you over the years."
"I appreciate the Master's kindness." Zhong Wen decisively refused, "There is no need to go to the Holy Land or anything. Sister Ji only needs to reply to the Master, saying that everything is fine with the Master and please don't worry about him."
After saying that, he hugged Ji Weizhu's fist, took Zhuma's little hand, turned around and walked towards the city gate.
"Junior brother, your master is your only blood relative in this world." Ji Weizhu was not willing to give up, "Even if you don't want to join Lingxiao Holy Land, you should still meet your biological aunt, right?"
"No need." Zhong Wen can be said to avoid his original relatives, and there is no way he would take the initiative to send them to his door. "We have never seen each other in the past seventeen years. My aunt is also living a good life, so why bother to meet her again at this time?
Are you going to disturb us? Wouldn’t it be better if we forget each other in the world?"
"Junior brother!" Ji Weizhu didn't expect Zhong Wen's attitude to be so cold and decisive, and couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Sister Ji, I'm very grateful that you came all the way to find me." Zhong Wen's attitude was as hard as iron, "It's just that I had a good life in Daqian, and I really have no intention of going to the Holy Land of Lingxiao. Please don't We have to push each other hard."
"Junior brother, where are you going?" Ji Weizhu saw that the atmosphere would become tense if things continued like this, so she had no choice but to change the subject.
"Go back to Qingfeng Mountain." Zhong Wen replied casually.
"Qingfeng Mountain?" Ji Weizhu pondered for a moment, then suddenly turned his eyes and said, "Since my junior brother doesn't want to go to the Holy Land of Lingxiao, I can't force you to do so. I just want to see if you are doing well in Daqian. Can you let me witness it with my own eyes?" Ichiban?"
"How to witness?" Zhong Wen asked confused.
"I heard that all the women in Piaohua Palace are women. I don't know if you, a man, can get used to living in such an environment." Ji Weizhu said slowly, "I plan to go to Qingfeng Mountain with you for a few days to see what happens. How is your life on the mountain? If you are really happy and healthy, then you can go back and report it to Master."
"Isn't this... necessary?" Zhong Wen still felt a little resistant in his heart.
"Junior brother, I already know the location of Piaohua Palace." Ji Weizhu's eyes flashed with determination, "Even if you don't agree, I will still go."
"Hey, okay then." Seeing how stubborn she was, Zhong Wen knew that even if he refused, it would be useless, so he sighed helplessly and said, "Sister Ji has come all the way, so it's time for me to let my little brother fulfill his duties as a landlord."
Rather than letting her fumble around alone and see things she shouldn't see, it's better to guide her carefully so that too many secrets are not exposed.
Zhong Wenru thought, and finally made a compromise with Ji Weizhu.
Little did he know that Ji Weizhu also had his own little calculation in his heart.
Junior brother is determined not to go back with me, so we might as well start with the people around him. If we can get the support of the master of Piaohua Palace, maybe he can change his mind.
Including Zhong Wen's aunt Zhong Wuyan, many elders of the Lingxiao Holy Land often used the word "perseverance" in their evaluations of Ji Weizhu.
Some people call it "stubborn" in a harsh way.
Because of her stubborn temper, once she sets a goal, she will move forward without hesitation and will not give up easily until absolutely necessary.
"Thank you so much, little junior brother." Ji Weizhu smiled, indescribably charming, "I have rented the carriage, let's hit the road."
carriage?
Zhong Wen scratched his head, feeling that it had been a long time since he had ridden on such a slow-moving vehicle. He thought for a moment, and finally decided to hide his cultivation. He winked at Zhuma and signaled her not to summon Xiao Ming, and then clicked Nodding, he followed Ji Weizhu to an inn near the city gate.
Ji Weizhu signaled the two of them to wait a moment, then moved her feet, turned around and stepped into the inn. About a moment later, she reappeared carrying a large bundle on her back, followed by an exquisite silver-gray unicorn carriage.
The driver was a young man in his early twenties, with a loyal and honest appearance. However, when no one was paying attention, his eyes would glance at Ji Weizhu's curvy and exquisite figure from time to time, his eyes full of admiration.
"Junior brother, and this little sister, please get in the car!" Seeing Zhong Wen and the others, Ji Weizhu, with a gentle smile on her face, diligently opened the curtain of the carriage and invited them.
Hearing this, the young coachman looked at Zhong Wen up and down. For some reason, there seemed to be a hint of hostility in his eyes.
"Thank you very much, Sister Ji." Zhong Wenke politely pulled Zhuma into the carriage.
Ji Weizhu also followed in, sat opposite the two of them, and said softly: "Brother Xiao Lin, please!"
"Okay, Miss Ji, take your seats!" the coachman shouted cheerfully, waving the reins, and the two sturdy unicorn horses slowly took a step forward, trotted straight away, and headed straight out of the city.
Along the way, Ji Weizhu asked about Zhong Wen's life from time to time and showed a strong interest in everything about him.
On the other hand, Zhong Wen, who had always been very attentive to beautiful women, seemed rather cold, as if he was deliberately distancing himself from Ji Weizhu. He often only answered one sentence out of three to her questions.
Seeing that Zhong Wen was not very interested, Ji Weizhu was not annoyed and quickly turned his attention to Zhu Ma, cordially pulling the little girl to chat.
Perhaps her beauty reminded the little girl of Gan Muyun. Zhuma's attitude towards Ji Weizhu was much better. The two beauties quickly became familiar with each other and had a lively chat.
Seeing that Ji Weizhu finally stopped pestering him, Zhong Wen couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He took out a strange-shaped spirit pattern pen from his ring. He didn't care about Ji Weizhu's surprised eyes and drew on himself.
stand up.
The "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique" was defeated by Tianxuan and Gui Mandrill successively, which made Zhong Wen very dissatisfied with the power of this spiritual technique. He learned from the past mistakes and planned to strengthen this technique and strive to achieve salvation as soon as possible.
The intensity of His Holiness back then.
Until the carriage had traveled more than twenty miles, Zhong Wen was still writing and drawing on himself tirelessly. Ji Weizhu finally couldn't help but asked the little girl: "Sister Zhuma, what are the junior brothers drawing on?"
"I don't know." Zhuma shook her head in confusion.
Ji Weizhu was about to ask Zhong Wen when he felt the carriage suddenly shake, then stop suddenly and stop moving forward.
"What's wrong, Brother Xiao Lin?" Ji Weizhu asked outside the carriage in confusion.
"Miss Ji, there seems to be some accident ahead." Xiao Lin, the coachman, opened the door curtain and said, "I'm afraid some ordinary people met the strongman, so we'd better take a detour."
Hearing about the accident, Ji Weizhu and Zhuma looked out curiously, and saw four men in blue shirts standing less than ten feet away in front of them, ranging in age from twenty to fifty, carrying
Wearing swords and other weapons, you can tell at a glance that they come from a certain cultivating force.
Not far in front of the four of them, a girl in red, about sixteen or seventeen years old, was paralyzed on the ground, her delicate body trembling with fear, her pretty face covered with tears, like rain hitting banana trees,
delicate and charming.
If siblings Zheng Yueting and Zheng Qiyuan were present, they would be able to identify this girl as the girl in red who was rescued by them from Lian Yutang and the Southern Xinjiang rebels respectively.