Ji Weizhu's hands are very soft and smooth, and they are very comfortable to hold.

Her appearance is very high, even in the eyes of Zhong Wen, who has read all the beauties, she can be regarded as the best stunner.

However, Zhong Wen's mind did not focus on Ji Weizhu himself.

"Senior brother?" This sudden title made him feel like the second monk was confused.

"Little junior brother, I'm here to pick you up. Ji Weizhu didn't notice Zhong Wen's expression, and still said excitedly, "Master will be very happy to see you." ”

Zhong Wen looked behind him with a confused expression, only to see Shangguan Mingyue's face full of displeasure, snorted coldly, and pulled Li Yiru away, as if he was deeply disgusted by his behavior of messing with flowers and grass everywhere.

Wronged!

Zhong Wen felt that he had suffered a deep grievance, but the scene in front of him made him speechless.

"This sister, I don't know you!" he said with a sad face, "I'm afraid you didn't recognize the wrong person?"

Ji Weizhu shook his head, with a bright smile on his face, which was dazzlingly beautiful: "It's because I'm so excited that I forgot that my junior brother lived in Daming Mountain when I was a child, and I didn't know my life experience." ”

"Daming Mountain?" Zhong Wen hurriedly denied, "I don't live in Daming Mountain, but Qingfeng Mountain." ”

"Little junior brother, I've already inquired. A trace of pity and sympathy flashed in Ji Weizhu's eyes, "A few months ago, you were seriously injured, lost all your memories, and were saved by the Floating Flower Palace, so you stayed on Qingfeng Mountain, in fact, your biological father is my uncle Zhong Zhenhai." ”

"What!" Zhong Wen was taken aback, and then suddenly remembered that he was not the real owner of this body.

It was precisely because of the unfortunate hiccups of the original owner of the body that he, a traverser, succeeded in taking away and became a seventeen-year-old beautiful boy.

Despite the excuse of "amnesia", being found by the relatives of the original body still made him feel worried, for fear that he would accidentally show his feet and be discovered by the other party.

"Little junior brother, I know that things are a bit sudden, and you can't digest them for a while. Ji Weizhu saw that he was silent, and said that his appearance was too abrupt, which made the other party unacceptable for a while, his voice was a little softer, and he said patiently, "And listen to me explain them for you one by one." ”

So, she told in detail how Zhong Zhenhai stayed in Daqian seventeen years ago, and how he got to know the girl in Daming Mountain, and told Zhong Wen's life experience in 1510.

The original kid is really a bumpy fate!

Although Ji Weizhu's narrative is still incomplete, lacking the experience between the original body leaving Daming Mountain and being buried in Qingfeng Mountain, it still gives Zhong Wen a new understanding of the original owner of his body for the first time.

When he heard that his "father" Zhong Zhenhai had a "demon spirit body", he knew that Ji Weizhu was not looking for the wrong person.

It is not uncommon for a special physique to be inherited from his parents to his offspring, and all of his looks and ages can match the number, and he also has a "demon spirit body", and the relationship between him and Zhong Zhenhai is about to come out.

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 man happened to be called "Zhong Wen".

When he heard that the Zhong family in the Lingxiao Holy Land did not know about his existence before, and had not had any contact, he was relieved.

There was no close contact, coupled with the talisman of "amnesia", Zhong Wen's identity as a traverser had almost no risk of being exposed.

"Sister Ji, although I don't know if what you said is true or not. Even though he knew that what Ji Weizhu said was true, Zhong Wen had no intention of recognizing his relatives with the Lingxiao Holy Land, "But even if the younger brother's biological father is really from the Lingxiao Holy Land, what does it have to do with me?"

"Little junior brother, you have Uncle Zhong's blood in your body, how can you say that it doesn't matter?" Ji Weizhu didn't expect Zhong Wen to react like this, and couldn't help but retort, "Blood is thicker than water, what is more important than family affection?"

"My sister's words are wrong. Zhong Wen shook his head again and again, "According to you, I have never seen your Uncle Zhong since I was born, he has neither nurturing grace nor teaching me, and it has caused my mother to end up like this, if he is still alive, where do I see him coming from to recognize his relatives?"

"Little junior brother, Uncle Zhong didn't mean to abandon your mother back then. Ji Weizhu said hurriedly, "It's just because I was carrying a 'demon spirit body' and I was worried that I would hurt her when I lost my mind, so I couldn't help but leave." ”

"It's not wrong for him to choose to leave, but what about before?" Zhong Wen argued, "Knowing that he is suffering from a strange illness and can't give the other party happiness, why do you hook up with my mother?"

"This ......" Ji Weizhu himself has no experience in love, and he was so stunned that he was speechless, not knowing how to answer.

"If this negative person is still in the world, maybe the younger brother will come to the door and scold him. Zhong Wen continued, "Since he has passed away, then let all grievances go with the wind, I have my own life now, and I don't plan to have anything to do with Lingxiao Holy Land anymore." ”

"Little junior brother, although Uncle Zhong has passed away. Ji Weizhu worked hard to find Zhong Wen, where was he willing to give up, and persuaded bitterly, "But you still have an aunt who is still alive, since I learned that Uncle Zhong has it, the family teacher has been worried about you, and I don't want to take you back to the holy land all the time, so as to make up for the Zhong family's debt to you over the years." ”

"Lingshi's kindness, the little brother understands it. Zhong Wen decisively refused, "There's no need to go to the holy land or anything, Sister Ji only needs to reply to the Lingshi, and say that the little brother is all right, please don't worry about it." ”

After saying that, he hugged Ji Weizhu with his fist, then took Zhuma's little hand, turned around and walked towards the city gate.

"Little junior brother, the family teacher is your only blood relative in this world. Ji Weizhu was not willing to give up, "Even if you don't want to join the Lingxiao Holy Land, your own aunt should always meet you, right?"

"No need. Zhong Wen couldn't avoid the relatives of the original body, where was he willing to take the initiative to send them to the door, "I have never met in the past seventeen years, my aunt is not doing well, so why bother at this time?

"Little junior brother!" Ji Weizhu didn't expect Zhong Wen's attitude to be so indifferent and resolute, and couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Sister Ji, you came all the way to find me, and my little brother is very grateful. Zhong Wen's attitude was as hard as iron, "It's just that I'm doing well in Daqian, and I really don't have the will to go to the Lingxiao Holy Land, so please don't force each other." ”

"Little junior brother, where are you going?" Ji Weizhu saw that if this continued, the atmosphere was afraid that it would be stiff, so she had to change the topic.

"Back to Qingfeng Mountain. Zhong Wen replied casually.

"Qingfeng Mountain?" Ji Weizhu pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes rolled and said, "Since the junior brother is unwilling to go to the Lingxiao Holy Land, it is inconvenient for me to force it, but you are doing well in Daqian, can you let me witness it with my own eyes?"

"How do you witness?" Zhong Wen wondered.

"I heard that there are all women in the Floating Flower Palace, and you are a man living in such an environment, and I don't know if you can get used to it. Ji Weizhu said slowly, "I plan to go to Qingfeng Mountain with you for a few days to see how your life on the mountain is, if it is really happy and healthy, then I can rest assured that I can go back to Master Ming." ”

"This ...... There's no need, right?" Zhong Wen's heart was still a little resistant.

"Little junior brother, I already know the location of the Floating Flower Palace. A hint of determination flashed in Ji Weizhu's eyes, "Even if you don't agree, I will still go." ”

"Hey, okay then. Seeing that she was so stubborn, Zhong Wen knew that even if he refused, it would be useless, so he sighed helplessly and said, "Sister Ji has come from thousands of miles away, and it is time for the younger brother to fulfill the friendship of the landlord." ”

Rather than letting her fumble around alone and see something she shouldn't see, it is better to deliberately guide her so that she doesn't reveal too many secrets.

Zhong Wen thought about it, and finally made a compromise with Ji Weizhu.

As everyone knows, Ji Weizhu also has his own little abacus in his heart.

The little junior brother is determined to go back with me, so he might as well start with the people around him, if he can get the support of the palace master of the Floating Flower Palace, maybe he can change his mind.

Including Zhong Wen's aunt Zhong Wuyan, many elders of Lingxiao Holy Land often commented on Ji Weizhu with the word "persistent".

Some of them are called "stubborn".

It's just that her temperament is quite stubborn, once she sets a goal, she will move forward, and she will not give up until she has to.

"Thank you, little brother, for your success. Ji Weizhu smiled, indescribably beautiful and moving, "I have already rented the carriage, let's go on the road." ”

Carriage?

Zhong Wen scratched his head, feeling that he hadn't taken such a slow-moving vehicle for a long time, he pondered for a while, and finally decided to hide his cultivation, glanced at Zhu Ma, signaled her not to summon Xiao Ming, and then nodded, and followed Ji Weizhu to an inn near the city gate.

Ji Weizhu motioned for the two to wait, then moved her jade feet, turned around and stepped into the inn, and after about a moment, she reappeared with a big burden on her back, followed by a delicately shaped silver-gray unicorn carriage.

The coachman is a young man in his early twenties, with a loyal and honest appearance, but when people are not paying attention, his eyes will always glance at Ji Weizhu's concave and delicate figure from time to time, and his eyes are full of admiration.

"Little junior brother, and this little sister, get on the bus!" Seeing Zhong Wen and the others, Ji Weizhu opened the curtain of the carriage with a gentle smile on his face and invited.

When the young coachman heard this, he looked Zhong Wen up and down, and for some reason, there seemed to be a hint of hostility in his eyes.

"Then thank you Sister Ji. Zhong Wen politely pulled Zhuma into the carriage.

Ji Weizhu also followed, sat opposite the two, and said softly: "Brother Xiaolin, please!"

"Okay, Miss Ji, sit down!" the coachman shouted heartily, waved the reins, and the two sturdy unicorns slowly took a step, trotted, 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 has always been very attentive to beauties, seems to be quite cold, as if he is deliberately alienating the distance between him and Ji Weizhu, and often only answers one of her questions out of three.

Seeing that Zhong Wen's interest was not high, Ji Weizhu was not annoyed, so he quickly shifted his attention to Zhuma and pulled the little girl to talk cordially.

Xu is her beauty reminds the little girl of Gan Duyun, Zhuma's attitude towards Ji Weizhu is much better, and the two beauties quickly get acquainted and chat enthusiastically.

Seeing that Ji Weizhu finally stopped pestering himself to speak, Zhong Wen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, took out a strangely shaped spirit pattern pen from the ring, didn't care about Ji Weizhu's surprised gaze, and drew it on his body.

He was successively defeated by Tianxuan and Ghost Xiao to break the "Spirit Pattern Refining Technique", which made Zhong Wen very dissatisfied with the power of this spiritual technique, and absorbed the lessons of the past, he planned to strengthen this technique well, and strive to reach the strength of the Venerable Doom as soon as possible.

Until the carriage traveled more than 20 miles, Zhong Wen was still tirelessly writing and painting on himself, and Ji Weizhu finally couldn't help but ask the little girl: "Sister Zhuma, what is the little junior brother painting?"

"I don't know. Zhuma shook her head in confusion.

Ji Weizhu was about to open his mouth to ask Zhong Wen, but he felt that the carriage suddenly shook, and then stopped abruptly and stopped moving forward.

"What's the matter, Brother Xiaolin?" asked Ji Weizhu suspiciously, looking outside the carriage.

"Miss Ji, there seems to be some accident ahead. The coachman Xiaolin opened the curtain and said, "I'm afraid that some ordinary people have met strongmen, so let's take a detour." ”

Hearing that an accident had occurred, Ji Weizhu and Zhu Ma stretched out their heads curiously to look, only to see that less than ten zhang in front of them, there were four men in blue shirts, ranging in age from about twenty to fifty, carrying swords and other weapons, and at a glance it was clear that they were from a certain cultivation force.

Not far from the eyes of the four of them, a girl in red about sixteen or seventeen years old was slumping to the ground weakly, her delicate body trembling with fear, her delicate face was full of tears, like rain hitting plantains, Chu Chu was pitiful.

If Zheng Yueting and Zheng Qiyuan were present, they would be able to recognize that this girl was the girl in red who was rescued by them from Lian Yutang and the rebels in Southern Xinjiang respectively.