In Ji Yanzhi's life, what he thought was very simple at first, that is, to become the support of his birth mother, Ji Waner.

Ji Wan'er has blocked the meridians since childhood, and there is no possibility of learning martial arts. The reason why she would stay in Murong Mountain Villa was because she wanted to ask Murong Qing, a close friend of her dead father, to help find a descendant for the Ji family. As a result, as soon as the ill-fated Chinese medicine incident passed, Murong Qing, an elder, really personally gave it to the Ji family, a descendant of extraordinary talent.

The reason why Ji Wan'er was unwilling to marry Murong Qing and became the second wife of the owner of Murong Villa was because he knew Ji Yanzhi's martial arts talent. Ji Wan'er wanted Ji Yanzhi to follow his mother's surname, obviously not marrying Murongqing can achieve this wish.

Don't look at Ji Waner's frail appearance, but actually possesses the toughness that ordinary women don't have.

Ji Yanzhi didn’t know if Ji Wan’er had calculated her life together in order to keep thinking about the wish of shining the lintel of the Ji family, but after all, as a son, she could only pretend not to know and follow Ji Wan. The child’s last wish comes.

Anyway, since childhood, he has never expected the Murong family at all.

Even if he returns to the Central Plains now, let him continue to be a wild grass that drifts in the wind without a father or mother.

Ji Yanzhi raised his whip and blew a loud whistle.

The knife ran to the top of the carriage and lay down, with a dog's tail in his mouth, and Erlang's legs tilted up. The pleasant appearance was something that Zhang Sanniang didn't have when he was on the same road with them.

Ji Yanzhi met Yaoyue again, when dusk was approaching, and the master and apprentice randomly found a valley to rest and prepare for camping.

Yaoyue was a little surprised. Obviously, even though Ji Yan's sorrowful remarks had been judged by her as slippery, they had left traces in her heart.

"Invite the moon girl?" Ji Yanzhi said in surprise: "What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you again. You said this is not considered fate, it is fate to meet thousands of miles."

Yaoyue: "You will die if you don't talk like this?"

Ji Yanzhi smiled deeper: "Instead of being beaten to death, it is better to learn from those romantic figures and die under the peony flower."

"you……"

Yaoyue can be regarded as blushing with such straightforward molesting words. In shame, the ten-finger claws moved towards Ji Yanzhi's attack. Ji Yanzhi didn't fight back, but swiftly avoided using Lingbo's microsteps. After hiding a hundred moves, Ji Yanzhi deliberately revealed it. A flaw, tempted to invite the month to vote in his arms.

Yaoyue was hugged with a full embrace, and for a while, it was a little bit overwhelming.

"You, let go."

Inviting Yue to return to his senses, with her eyebrows erect and her pretty face so cold.

This time, Ji Yanzhi was quite a gentleman, and when he heard that, he let go of Yueyue.

"drink wine?"

Ji Yanzhi squeezed his nose with some sorrow, and in the next moment he took out an altar of daughter red from the carriage, which was about 20 years old.

"This wine is the daughter red that my mother hand brewed and sealed under the plum tree in the courtyard when I was born."

Daughter Hong was originally a farmer who added a female guest at home and sealed the rice wine into the altar, buried it in the loess, and dug it out to entertain the guests when the female guest grew up and got married.

Before the birth of Ji Yanzhi, Ji Wan'er started brewing rice wine, waiting for the birth of the daughter she thought, and buried it under her favorite plum tree on the full moon.

When Ji Yanzhi was born, Ji Waner started to let Ji Yanzhi pass the incense of the Ji family.

The brewed daughter red is still buried under the plum tree, but since ten years ago, it was dug up by Ji Yanzhi and drank one after another. And five years ago, when he left the Central Plains, Ji Yanzhi was even more serious. The yard of the old house was dug and taken away.

During the five years outside the Great Wall, except for the routine to open a pot of daughter red for self-drinking on his birthday, Ji Yanzhi did not move at all on weekdays. Even the little knife wanted to cry, he was stingy to buy a good burning knife. The amount of alcohol for the knife.

It can be said that Ji Yanyi took out his daughter's wine, and Xiaodao first widened his eyes in surprise, confirming that he did not vaguely dream that night, but actually saw his master making a fuss and molesting the girl.

——Hey, it seems that the master has indeed reached the age to marry a wife.

Shaking his head and sighing, the knife cleverly ran to the campfire and roasted the hare.

Yaoyue still looked at Ji Yanzhi quietly. After a long while, she took the porcelain bowl he handed to herself and took a sip of her daughter's red.

"Is it delicious?" Ji Yanzhi's eyes were faintly bright, as bright as stars. "When my mother died, she once held Ji's hand and confessed earnestly, saying that if Ji someday fell in love with a good girl, she must ask her to drink the daughter red she brewed by herself. Ji was originally disapproving and felt that she did not Just like the pretentious Miss Everyone or Xiaojia Biyu, I didn't expect to see Miss Yueyue that day, only to realize that there is still such a beautiful vocabulary as love at first sight in this world."

Yaoyue looked at Ji Yanzhi abruptly, as if he couldn't believe that there was a man in this world who dared to express his emotions so bluntly.

Who is she? She is the star holding the moon, and I am the only princess I am accustomed to. She is used to being aloof. Even if she occasionally falls into the mortal world, most of the mortals in the mortal world dare not look directly, and even speak bluntly like Ji Yanzhi. , Fell in love with her at first sight.

As for whether Ji Yanzhi was telling a lie, Yan Yue can naturally tell. But because it was really distinguishable, Yaoyue was at a loss instead.

This has a lot to do with Ji Yanzhi's strength and appearance.

If Ji Yanzhi looks ugly and is not good at martial arts, he would have been invited by Yue to chop the toad long ago when he wanted to eat swan meat.

There is no Yueyue, except that Ji Yanzhi’s martial arts is higher than that of Yaoyue. The biggest reason is that Ji Yanzhi’s skin looks very good. It should be a compliment, "The man on the Mo is like a jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world." If Ji Yanzhi had not left the Great Wall five years ago, but had already gained fame in the martial arts in accordance with Murong’s ‘plan’, Jiang Feng would not have won the reputation of ‘the most beautiful man in the world’.

"The wine is delicious. It's just this person..." Yingyue looked directly at Ji Yanzhi, and suddenly curled her lips into a smile, as if the spring breeze melted the ice.

Ji Yanzhi: "How about this person?"

Inviting Moon: "This person has a slick tone and no seriousness."

Ji Yanzhi raised the wine jar and poured another bowl of daughter red for Yaoyue. "Girl Yueyue knows that Ji hasn't been as happy as today in several years."

Yingyue: "Because of the Murong family?"

Ji Yanzhi: "Because of the Murong family."

Yingyue: "It's really not easy to be happy."

"You know? Ji once had the idea to destroy Murong Mountain Villa. It's just my mother who persuaded me before she died, so...I will live on it, anyway, knowing it is like this, everything is as you wish. "

Yaoyue chuckled lightly, and took the bowl of daughter red and drank it in one sip.

Ji Yanzhi's eyes deepened slightly, and the next moment he held the wine jar and drank booze. At this time, Xiaodao also came to beg for a drink, because Yingyue had already left.

"Master, she is the girl you like." Xiaodao asked curiously.

Ji Yanzhi didn't say a word, and gave the knife straight to a bowl of wine.

The knife quickly took a sip, and then said: "Her temperament is so special, she should also be a good player in the martial arts ranking."

"Princess Yihua Palace, do you think it will be an underhand?" Ji Yanzhi asked the knife in return, and then smiled openly, and said freely and boldly: "If you are a song of wine, life is geometric, if someone in Ji marries a wife, he will naturally marry it. A woman with a bright personality who dares to love and hate, not...like..."

"like what?"

The knife drank the soft daughter red and was not too addicted, so he quickly got back into the carriage and found a water bag filled with knives and spirits. After returning, he continued: "...A woman like Zhang Sanniang?"

"Called aunt or aunt, what is Zhang Sanniang? Is that something you can call as a junior?" Ji Yanzhi glared at the knife, but avoided answering this question, and said, "Tomorrow we will go another way. Go to Yangzhou."

Knife: "Why change the route?"

Ji Yanzhi: "Because I have a hunch that I will encounter interesting things when changing routes."

After saying that, Ji Yanzhi threw the empty wine jar by the bonfire, and walked into the carriage gently humming.

The knife shrugged, secretly complaining that Ji Yan was pretending to be a god, and then sat back by the bonfire, sipping the barbecue and burning the knife and wine. He ate his stomach and was drunk, and climbed onto the top of the car with a sway, and fell asleep.

The next day, Ji Yanzhi, who was sleeping soundly in the carriage, was awakened by the sound of a knife standing proudly on the top of the carriage by hissing water.

Ji Yanzhi was full of black lines, "Knife, the way you wake up the master is very special!"

The knife shook little JJ, and by the way, he rubbed his eyes with the hand that helped him.

"Master, I didn't intend to wake you up."

Ji Yanzhi's eyebrows throbbed, and the next moment he kicked the knife into the stream.

"Wash my paws well."

The knife was still confused, but due to Ji Yanzhi's **** as a master, the knife did not have any extra complaints. Under the supervision of Ji Yanzhi, he cleverly washed the three layers inside and outside the three layers. all over.

After taking a bath with the knife, Ji Yanzhi brought the white horse who had been free for a night to put on the reins, and then set up the carriage again to continue to Yangzhou.

Dry food for breakfast, water in the water sac to drink.

Ji Yanzhi muttered while gnawing at the knife, driving the carriage by the way, and didn't eat or drink much.

"Master, the most satisfying thing about Central Plains is that everything is delicious, even the big white steamed buns."

With a candy in his mouth, Ji Yanzhi answered vaguely: "In your eyes, weeds are more delicious than horse grass outside the Great Wall."

Before the knife was picked up by Ji Yanzhi, he was often hungry digging for food. Therefore, he didn't care about Ji Yanzhi's words at all, but said with a smile: "Why, at least there is no horse milk to drink in Central Plains, but roast camel meat to eat."

Ji Yanzhi was silent for a while, and had to admit that the knife had said a fact. And at this time, Ji Yanzhi suddenly had a question, "Xiaodao, do you think I should return to the Central Plains?"