"Why are we getting further and further away? Is Brother Zhixin really going to work?"
Ji Zhile looked at the receding scenery on both sides. Under the snow, there were fewer and fewer houses and more and more trees.
Even though he guessed that Ji Zhixin's current workplace was not as good as his home, he did not expect it to be in such a remote place.
Ji Zhiqing also thought it was outrageous: "Brother Zhixin's leg has healed, and the attitude of the clan has obviously changed, but he still insisted on coming here to show off and follow Uncle Feiming. I thought there was something amazing here."
Ji Zhile: "What amazing things can there be in this wilderness? Brother Zhixin must have been deceived by Uncle Feiming. Always remember that he is a former envoy of God. But the new child has already chosen Uncle Feichen, and now Uncle Feiming's world is no longer his."
When Ji Feiming was a envoy of God, they rarely had the opportunity to see him.
Even if they saw him, they could only watch from a distance and could not get close.
In the Ji family's generation, they used to be curious and respectful of Ji Feiming as a envoy of God.
When Ji Feiming was chosen to be the messenger of God, the unsuccessful ones could only return to the tribe. Some chose to follow the arrangement of their families and become ordinary people who punched in and went to work, while others would continue to follow the footsteps of the gods.
Regardless of which side they chose, Ji Zhixiang and other young people could see and talk to him during festivals.
Only the status of the messenger of God was unattainable.
The gods suddenly fell, as if even the messengers of God finally stepped down from the altar, and some subtle thoughts grew in the dark.
Quite a few people in the tribe believed that the old gods fell in Ji Feiming's generation, and there must be a reason why he failed to fulfill his duties as a messenger of God.
Under the increasingly obvious attitudes of the clan elders, the attitudes and feelings of the younger generations towards Ji Feiming became indifferent and subtle.
When Ji Feichen found the child, it was as if some long-suppressed emotions finally had an outlet.
Both young and old began to express their dissatisfaction with the former envoy of God without any reservation.
Ji Zhixiang felt that she was following too closely. After leaving the city, there were fewer cars on the road. She couldn't help but say, "Be careful, don't get discovered."
Ji Zhixin scanned the rearview mirror and frowned slightly, "It seems that someone is following us."
Ji Feiming usually went to the shopping street earlier than Ji Zhixin, and at this time he was also in front of him. Ji Zhixin's co-pilot was sitting in Ji Feirong.
Ji Feirong heard this and looked at the back, "That car looks familiar."
This familiarity was only in the garage just now. She glanced casually and seemed to see a car of similar color and model.
Ji Feiming's brows furrowed even more. He had guessed who it was, but it was difficult to park here.
"Mom, call Ji Zhixiang and tell them to go back."
Ji Feirong also reacted, and then his face turned a little ugly.
When he made the call, his tone was not restrained.
These young people are really rude.
After the call, Ji Zhixin looked back and saw that they had slowed down. They should find a place to turn around later.
After Ji Feirong said a few salty words, Ji Zhixiang and the others dared not chase them anymore.
Ji Zhixiang couldn't help but complain in a low voice that Ji Zhiqing was chasing too closely. Ji Zhiqing was also unconvinced and couldn't help but talk back.
The atmosphere in the car was tense and full of gunpowder.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew past with snow particles. The wind was so strong that Ji Zhiqing even felt as if the car was pushed forward for a distance.
The snow suddenly became heavier. In just ten or so seconds, nothing could be seen in front.
"What's going on?" Ji Zhile said anxiously.
The strange sound lasted for a short time. After about ten more seconds, the vision returned to normal.
Ji Zhiqing shouted, "Look out the window."
It snowed heavily overnight. The rocks and grass on both sides of the road, as well as the fences and car logos on the roadside, were already covered with thick snow.
Just now, it was all frozen outside.
The surface of the trees and dead grass seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, and even the snow that fell on it was wrapped up. Time seemed to have stopped.
The strange thing was that there was no ice on the road.
A black car passed them and sped away.
Ji Zhixiang patted the car door: "It's Uncle Feichen's car. They drove this car out yesterday, and the license plate matches."
Without thinking too much, Ji Zhiqing subconsciously chased after it.
Ji Feiming and Ji Zhixin had already arrived at the shopping street, and there was already a black Bentley parked there.
Snow had fallen on the body of the car, and it looked like it had been parked for quite some time.
Ji Zhixin noticed Ji Feirong's gaze and explained: "Fu Chi is also here. He starts work earlier than us."
Usually from midnight to the next morning.
Ji Feirong was surprised: "The Fu family?"
Ji Zhixin nodded.
Ji Feirong lowered her eyes and thought for a few seconds, then raised her head and looked around.
No matter how she imagined before, she could not guess that Ji Feiming and Ji Zhixin worked in such a place.
This location and the strange shop gave her a vague feeling of being unusual. She
was not very panicked, but her original guess was realized.
The person who cured Zhixin's leg was probably from that side.
At this point, Ji Feirong had no other wishes. After
five years of lows, no matter what Ji Zhixin wanted to do, she didn't want to hinder him.
She turned and walked to the back, ready to get the gift she brought.
Ji Feiming had already started working.
He was the busiest during this period of time in the morning.
First, he went to the nail salon and the furry shop to get the ingredients, sorted them and sent them to the snack bar and the furry shop respectively, and then sent the packaged blind box goods from the snack bar to the nail salon, and then sent the blind boxes stamped at the nail salon to the blind box shop, and helped to stock the blind box shop.
It was almost breakfast time when he came out, and he delivered breakfast to each shop.
Ji Zhixin explained to Ji Feirong that Lu Yao might be in the cinema at the moment, so he took Ji Feirong to the office first and then went to call the owner.
Ji Feirong was surprised that Ji Feiming was just a deliveryman.
It was... a little different from what she had imagined.
She couldn't help but look up at Ji Zhixin: "What about you? What exactly are you doing here?"
Seeing her mother's expression that was trying to restrain herself, Ji Zhixin couldn't help but laugh: "My main job is a telephone operator. The work content is relatively simple, but it is also very interesting. Because we have a movie theater, we usually have nothing to do, and we also have to deal with some copyright matters. Fu Chi and I are currently in charge of this part."
He said it naturally, without any embarrassment.
Ji Feirong also saw the movie theater with a huge sign, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He could still do some business negotiations. Fortunately, he didn't completely lose the skills he had cultivated for so many years. It's
just that none of the shops opened in this area look like they have business.
Ji Feirong became more and more interested in the owner of the shopping street, but he didn't show it on his face.
Ji Zhixin went and never came back.
Soon, Gao Si, Gao Meng and Liu Tang came together and were surprised to see someone in the office.
In the cinema, Lu Yao was discussing advertising projects with several shopkeepers from the Dawu Dynasty.
Recently, the cinema was upgraded and expanded to the third floor.
Instead of expanding the screening room, a studio was built on the third floor as a place for advertising shooting.
Fu Chi's fame gradually spread, and all the advertisements he shot and produced became popular when they were released in the cinema.
This novel and effective promotional method is popular in Liangjing. The shops that have reaped the benefits are reluctant to let go and want to continue shooting new commercials. The shops that have not shot commercials are also trying hard to squeeze in. Many shopkeepers come to the cinema every day.
Nowadays, the income from advertising projects is higher than that from movies in the short term.
The last two small figures who came to the cinema in Lingxiao Pavilion - Yiyi and Taier, worshipped Fu Chi as their teacher and learned from him how to shoot commercials and short films with machines.
Fu Chi is training these two as successors of the advertising team. They are young and curious.
Although they are still in the entry stage, Fu Chi is confident that he can train them into qualified advertisers.
When crying, I also go to the third floor to attend classes.
The advertising partner this time was an acquaintance, Chunxilou next door, who wanted to shoot a new advertisement, and the discussion process was very fast.
The two sides exchanged ideas, signed the contract and it was over.
Coming down from the third floor, Lu Yao saw Ji Zhixin standing in the lobby, and walked down quickly: "Good morning."
Ji Zhixin sent her a message last night, saying that his mother wanted to visit her.
Lu Yao thought it was no problem, so she agreed.
But she thought it wouldn't be so early, so she turned around and said hello to Fu Chi, and then she turned around and walked out with Ji Zhixin.
As soon as she came out, Lu Yao hugged her arms and rubbed them, "Why do I feel colder than in the morning?"
In the office, Ji Feirong was chatting with Gao Si and the other two.
Gao Meng got up when he heard the voice: "The owner is here."
Ji Feirong also looked towards the door.
Lu Yao and Ji Zhixin were slow to come in.
At the intersection along the fork in the road, several cars had stopped at some point.
Bai Yi's car was stuck outside, and after finally driving into the fork, she was stopped again.
Zhou Su and her electric donkey were also stuck with her.
Zhou Su only had the electric donkey to get around, and she put a windproof jacket on the front of the car. She drove slowly all the way, but still caught a lot of wind.
At this moment, she just wanted to get to the store as soon as possible to get some barbecue and eat something warm, but she was stopped at the intersection by a group of people in black suits.
Zhou Su patiently explained: "I'm working here."
Bai Yi also got out of the car. He recognized Ji Feichen standing on the side of the road at a glance. He glanced around and saw Ji Zhixiang and others hiding in the distance. When he retracted his gaze, he passed by the child with white hair and red eyes, and his expression paused slightly.
The child was not tall and was surrounded by a group of adults. His eyes were looking straight in the direction of the shopping street.
Zhou Su saw Bai Yi and seemed to have found a savior: "Bai Yi, I don't know what's going on with this group of people. They are blocking us from entering."
The man in a black suit parked a car across the middle of the road and did not respond to Zhou Su's complaints.
In the eyes of others, he was very arrogant.
Bai Yi held her back, not knowing what was going on.
It's just that this group of Ji's are different from the two people working in the shopping street. They look unfriendly.
But she is just a member of the Bai family's branch, and no one will recognize her if she tells them.
She did recognize the younger ones at the back, but now didn't seem like the right time to say hello.
Ji Zhixiang and the others also recognized Bai Yi, wondering why she was here.
At this time, Lu Yao was already walking towards the main road.
In the crowd, the child's eyes moved, and he jumped up and landed on the roof of the car that blocked the side road. A silver ice spear solidified in his hand.
Ji Feichen's face changed, "Child!"
The child threw out the ice spear.
"Snap--" There was a crisp sound, and it seemed that something cracked.
And the others only saw the ice spear thrown by the child hanging in the air.
Swish, swish, swish--
the rustling sound came from the sky, but looking up, nothing could be seen.
Even the snow had stopped.
On the shopping street, Ji Feiming, who was delivering goods, felt his feet go soft and he almost fell down.
He was supported by Xue Ge and did not fall down.
The other employees who were loading goods in the store were startled and gathered around.
Ji Feiming used the force to stand up, his face was as pale as paper, and he walked quickly to the door without explaining.
His barrier was broken.
The barrier was broken, the child wrinkled his nose, and his eyebrows and eyes relaxed.
It was indeed here.
He jumped out of the car and walked quickly towards the shopping street.
The Ji family did not care to stop anyone anymore, and led by Ji Feichen, all chased after him.
With no one to stop them, Bai Yi and Zhou Su also walked towards the shopping street.
Ji Zhixiang glanced at her and said nothing, and hurried after her.
Zhou Su pushed the electric donkey around the cars that blocked the way, and caught up with them in one breath with Bai Yi in her arms, saying, "What's wrong with these people?"
Bai Yi also frowned: "Most people of the Ji family are like this."
Zhou Su didn't understand: "These people are all surnamed Ji? What does it have to do with Uncle Ming and the others?"
Bai Yi was also unsure: "Maybe."
In front, the child had stopped and looked at Lu Yao from afar.
Ji Feichen and his group stopped behind the child and saw that Lu Yao's face changed.
How could it be...how could they be so similar?
Without looking at the child's hair color and eye color, his facial features can be said to be 90% similar to the girl in front.
There is actually someone in the world who looks so similar to the child?
Ji Zhixiang and a few others rushed over and saw Ji Zhixin at a glance.
Ji Zhile: "Why is Brother Zhixin here?"
At this time, everyone noticed Ji Zhixin standing beside Lu Yao, and Ji Feiming and Ji Feirong also came out behind him.
The Ji family members looked at each other.
Ji Feichen thought of something, his face changed slightly, and when he looked at Lu Yao again, his eyes changed, and he murmured: "Is this the child's Yingge?" It
looks so much like the child, and there are Ji clan members beside him, so it can't be wrong.
But what made Ji Feichen angry was that Ji Feiming and Ji Zhixin actually tried to protect Yingge. At this time, he had already figured out that the barrier that the child had just broken at the intersection was the work of Ji Feiming.
He shouted: "Ji Feiming, you are actually with Yingge? You even tried to hide it from the child."
The Ji clan members behind him started to stir.
The former god's messenger actually protected Yingge?
Lu Yao turned to look at Ji Feiming behind him, full of confusion: "What is Yingge?"
Everyone has good and evil sides, and the child who has not become a god is naturally the same.
Yingge, in simple terms, is the form of the evil in the child's heart after it is separated.
The characteristic of the shadow frame is that it will completely inherit all the selfishness and evil thoughts of the original body, and possess half of the child's divine power, hiding in the world like a shadow.
Until it is found and killed by the child, the child kills its own evil, the divine power returns, and it will obtain a complete godhood.
After listening to the explanation, Lu Yao's expression became complicated, and his eyes swept over Ji Feiming and Ji Zhixin: "You two also think I am a shadow frame?"
Ji Zhixin did not move, and Ji Feiming nodded reluctantly.
Seeing the photo of the child a few days ago, combined with his and Ji Feichen's situation, he was sure that Lu Yao was the child's shadow frame.
Although her character and behavior are not as bad as the recorded shadow frames, different children have different shadow frames.
Maybe this is the way that this child's shadow frame shows its evil?
Even though they were sure that Lu Yao was the child's image, Ji Feiming and Ji Zhixin still decided to protect her and even built a barrier to hide her.
Helplessness was revealed in Lu Yao's eyes. He turned to look at the child and the Ji clan members behind him: "My name is Lu Yao. I have been an ordinary human since birth. Not the Yingge you think. If you have nothing else, please leave. I'm going to open the door to welcome customers."
Ji Feichen glanced at the shop signs on both sides and sneered: "What kind of business is there in this wilderness? No more excuses. Don't even think about running away. You were born a Yingge, and it is your destiny to be killed by the child."
Ji Feichen's gaze passed Lu Yao and looked at Ji Zhixin and Ji Feiming behind her. His tone was cold and hard: "I will settle accounts with you two after this matter is over."
He also saw Ji Feirong standing under the eaves. He glanced at him and snorted coldly.
"Who said she is my shadow?" The child turned around and frowned at Ji Feichen, "You all step back."
After saying that, without waiting for Ji Feichen to reply, the child turned around and strode towards Lu Yao.
Ji Zhixin frowned and walked silently in front of Lu Yao.
Lu Yao stepped forward to let him pass and whispered, "I'm fine, you go see Xiao Ji, I think his face is not right."
Ji Zhixin did not move. Lu Yao held
his wrist and said in a deep voice, "I know my limits."
Ji Zhixin stepped back.
In front, the child's steps became bigger and bigger.
The snow began to fall again, and some changes appeared in the child.
When he came, he was wearing the children's clothes prepared by the Ji clan.
The child was not afraid of the cold and wore a black sports sweatshirt and trousers.
At this time, those clothes melted away from him like snow.
He changed back to the way he looked when he lived in Qianmen Mountain, wearing a knee-length white robe with a section of equally white trousers and legs exposed under the robe, a plaid scarf around his neck, and walking barefoot.
Clusters of red plum-like spots appeared under the left cheek of the child, and a circle of red birthmarks appeared on the skin of his right wrist.
An irregular bloody blade condensed from the palm of his hand. The entire blade seemed to be flowing blood, and not a drop of blood would fall from the tip of the blade. When
this weapon was sacrificed, the air around it became two points tighter.
Lu Yao looked normal, quietly watching Him walk towards her, and a strange feeling arose in her heart as if she had been waiting for Him for a long time.
The child stopped three steps in front of Lu Yao, and the joy in his eyes could no longer be hidden: "Mother, the child is late."
??? ? ?
Lu Yao's calm and composed expression shattered bit by bit.
The snow was a little heavy and the wind was blowing hard, so she seemed not to hear clearly.
"What did you call me?"
The child knelt on one knee and solemnly performed a salute that Lu Yao could not understand. He raised his head, his heart and eyes full of tears: "Mother, the child finally found you."
Lu Yao looked at the child, then looked away for a while, and raised his head stiffly. Her eyes swept over the Ji clan members opposite, and saw Bai Yi and Zhou Su standing behind them. She blinked and turned to look at the shop assistants around her, silently taking one, two, and three steps back, and argued with difficulty: "This is definitely not my child."
The heavy snow fell, and the surroundings were so quiet that there was not a trace of noise.
Lu Yao looked back at the child who was only as tall as her thighs and shook her head fiercely: "This is definitely not my child."
She couldn't have such a child with anyone, although he did look like her, and the hair and eye color seemed to point to someone.
But this was too outrageous!
The system had almost never seen the shop owner so frightened and at a loss, so it said in a sly way: [Wouldn't it be nice to pick up a child as a bodyguard?] Lu Yao was
tired: "You must know something, what's wrong with this child?"
The system really didn't know, and out of habit didn't want to show its weakness, so it ignored the shop owner's question.
Seeing her trembling with fear, it was much more interesting than her usual ease and "domineering".
There was someone who was more shocked than Lu Yao and could not accept the current situation.
Ji Feichen and the Ji clan members behind him could no longer think when they heard the child say "mother".
Ji Feichen managed to calm down, took a step forward, and asked with a trembling voice: "Child, how did this come about?"
Children are mostly born and raised, and it is impossible for them to have such a mother.
Being rejected by Lu Yao, the child's face showed obvious disappointment, and his snow-clear skin seemed to be a little whiter, making the red plum under his cheek and the birthmark on his wrist more gorgeous, pressing against the blood blade in his hand.
The child turned and looked at Ji Feichen, his eyes calm: "I look like my mother, just because I am her child. My shadow frame has not been separated, because I cannot give up the murderous intention. Serving my mother all my life is the meaning of my existence and my wish. Your clan has no fate with me, but I see that someone from your clan has been chosen by my mother. My mother is still soft-hearted."
The child's words were like countless tiny daggers, "swish swish swish" constantly stabbing at the Ji clan members opposite.
He was just sleeping in the temple at that time, and when he was called by his mother, he would naturally wake up.
As a result, he was found by the Ji clan members by mistake, woken up, and was named the Son of God and served.
The Ji clan didn't know that when the old god died, their last contract with the god was terminated. They
just happened to find him again.
However, he was not the god of the world, nor the god of the Ji clan.
He was just a tool to protect his mother.
The surroundings were quiet again, with only the rustling sound of falling snow, which made people feel itchy and numb.
Lu Yao thought that if she were five years younger, she would be full of stars when she heard such words. Now that she was older, she couldn't help it. She tucked her toes in tightly, took a deep breath, and exhaled. After adjusting her emotions, she slowly spoke: "Child, why do you insist on thinking that you are my child?"
When her mother called her, the child was overjoyed. She pursed her lips and lowered her head shyly for a while, but she was afraid of making Lu Yao wait for a long time, so she carefully took out a piece of paper from under her plaid scarf.
Lu Yao took the piece of paper from the child's hand. It was a photo with a missing corner, and the left corner was folded over.
She gently smoothed the folded corner with her fingers, and was stunned after taking a look.
There were two people in the photo, smiling brightly at the camera.
Lu Yao looked at it for a long time, then squatted beside the child: "Where are you?"
The child stretched out his finger and gently pointed to a place: "I'm here." Lu Yao
looked carefully for a while, was stunned, and tilted his head to look the child up and down.
He had put away his weapon, and the red spots on his face and wrists had disappeared.
Looking at it this way, he still looked very much like her.
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This morning's matter came suddenly and complicated. After Lu Yao looked at the photo, he took the child away.
Leaving behind the Ji clan members and the clerks who were full of confusion.
Then she sent a message to Ji Feiming and Ji Zhixin to entertain these guests and to keep them in the shopping street for the time being.
At least until she had time to erase their memories and let them go.
Ji Feiming and Ji Zhixin looked at each other, and the worry in their eyes disappeared.
Even if those people in the tribe were driven away at this time, they would not be willing to leave for a while.
Who would have thought that even the child was the owner's man?
There were not many people in the Ji family who rushed to the shopping street. There were three cars and a dozen people in total.
But Ji Zhixiang, Ji Zhile, Ji Zhiqing and others followed behind, and the total number was nearly twenty people.
After Lu Yao and the child left, they consciously moved the cars blocking the path away, and Bai Yi drove his car in.
The employee office in the shopping street could not accommodate so many people, and the owner did not want to use other shops to entertain them, so he opened an empty shop next to the employee office and asked people to clean it up simply, put a few chairs in it, and added a few fire-making equipment to let them stay there first.
Ji Feichen and two elders in the clan who had a say were in the office next door, talking to Ji Feiming and Ji Zhixin. Ji Feirong was also there.
Ji Zhiqing, Ji Zhixiang, Ji Zhile, and Ji Zhixun, who came with Ji Feichen, were all sitting in the newly opened shop.
The shop was large, but not decorated. It was deserted inside, and it was just enough to warm a fire.
The Ji family's young people gathered in a circle, each with a complicated expression. Among them, Ji Zhixun had the ugliest expression.
A few months ago, because he served the child, Ji Zhixun was very proud of himself. He also ridiculed Brother Zhixin in the group, openly and secretly. Who would have thought that he would follow Uncle Feiming to secretly serve the child's mother in Zhaoguang City.
Speaking of the child's mother, it was even more outrageous.
The girl looked younger than them, and definitely looked like a human being, yet the child regarded her as his mother.
The thoughts of the few people were complicated.
Ji Zhile was overwhelmed, rubbing his hands and said, "Sure enough, Zhixin is the best in our generation."
After being paralyzed at home for five years, he still walked ahead of them when he came out.
Ji Zhixun curled his lips and did not respond.
Ji Zhixiang used her elbow to nudge Ji Zhiqing, "What are you looking at? Say something."
Ji Zhiqing looked away, "I was just looking at the signs outside, all of which have the name 'Lu Yao' on them. Didn't that girl just say she was going to open a store to do business? No one has come in for a long time. Don't you think it's weird?"
Ji Zhile continued, "Come to think of it, didn't Uncle Ming tell the family in the summer that he needed someone? Do you think they are still hiring now?"
Ji Zhixun looked at him with disdain, "You don't really want to come here to work, do you?"
Ji Zhile: "Even the children have to stay here."
Ji Zhixun rolled his eyes: "It's not certain yet. How could Uncle Feichen and the others let Zhizi stay here? Even if Zhizi insists on being with that girl, at most they can buy this street and bring him back to Tianji."
Ji Zhixiang had been scolded by Ji Feirong in the car for three mornings, and after what happened this morning, they saw that Zhizi didn't give Uncle Feichen any face at all. Now, Uncle Ming and Brother Zhixin are familiar with the girl that Zhizi likes, and they are unwilling to agree with Ji Zhixun.
Ji Zhixiang said: "Brother Zhixin is so smart, but he is willing to stay here. They initially misunderstood that the girl was Zhizi's shadow, and planned to fight against Zhizi for her. It's not that simple."
Ji Zhiqing and Ji Zhile nodded.
Ji Zhixun could no longer take the initiative in the topic as before, and was about to explode in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
At this time, Ji Zhixiang said again: "By the way, did you see just now? It seems that someone from the Bai family is also here."
Ji Zhiqing nodded: "Bai Yi, right? I have seen her at a banquet before. Some time ago, I heard that her family arranged a job for her, and it turned out to be here."
Ji Zhile: "I just saw her follow the door of the shop opposite with a sign of 'Tutoring Center'. Is she a tutor?"
The children talked to themselves, and the adults who were gathered next to them were all watching their expressions and listening to what they said, their minds were active.
In the office next door, Ji Feichen and two elders from the clan looked at Ji Feiming with complicated eyes.
One of them said, "Feiming, since you found the image of Zhizi, why didn't you send the news back to the clan?"
This was accusing him. Zhizi had just said that Lu Yao was not the image, but these people were unwilling to admit it.
For some reason, Ji Feiming felt annoyed.
Zhizi's words clearly told them that the Ji clan had lost the favor of the gods. But
this group of people seemed to not understand.
Maybe it was really too long, and their Ji clan had received too many preferential treatments, so that gradually in the endless time, they lost their awe.
Arrogance was like lice, crawling all over the ancient and decayed gorgeous robes of the "Ji clan".
Seeing that Uncle Ming was impatient to respond, Ji Zhixin was about to speak, but another elder of the clan spoke first: "Zhixin, you too, have been here for so long and have not gotten any information. Did the Ji family train you to become unscrupulous?"
Ji Zhixin did not speak.
For a while, only the editing team separated by a window in the office were working hard.
They pulled up the small bamboo curtain to block the line of sight.
Fortunately, the glass dividing the area was soundproofed, so they could not hear the conversations outside, and the outsiders could not hear the sound of them typing on the keyboard.
Fu Chi received the news from Lu Yao, and was also a little surprised to see the people from the Ji family when he came out.
But he didn't care about all that. He knocked on the door of the office, glanced at Ji Zhixin, nodded to Ji Feirong, and said to Ji Feiming: "Uncle Ming, the owner is afraid that you are busy, so he asked me to help get breakfast."
Ji Feiming stood up and walked out, "You go back, I'll do it. Zhixin is here."
Fu Chi didn't force him, and turned back to the cinema.
Ji Feichen sat inside and saw through the glass that Ji Feiming walked across the street and knocked on the door of the snack bar. The door opened from the inside, and something was delivered, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Then Ji Feiming walked from one store to another, and finally returned to the office. After delivering the three people in the editing team, he came back and sat down.
Ji Feichen asked, "What were you doing just now?"
Ji Feiming: "Work."
Ji Feichen hated this thing about this man. He always spoke and acted directly, without any tact.
Ji Feiming and Ji Feichen were cousins, and they both had the opportunity to meet the gods in the past.
But although Ji Feiming was very talented, he had no reputation among his brothers, because he was straightforward and boring, and you could see through him at a glance, and he was also very arrogant.
Everyone hated him.
But he didn't seem to know this.
As a result, Ji Feiming was chosen as the messenger of God that year.
Regardless of whether they liked him or disliked him before, everyone only had respect for him.
Times changed, and the old gods suddenly died.
Ji Feiming lost his position as the messenger of God, and Ji Feichen found a new child.
Ji Feichen thought it was his turn this time.
In the end, it seemed like he lost again.
Do gods like fools?
Ji Feichen was angry.
Ji Feiming was thinking about how to get rid of the two old guys and discuss the follow-up matters with Ji Feichen alone.
Lu Yao meant to erase the memories of all the people brought by Ji Feichen, but without Ji Feichen's cooperation, it might not be that easy.
The direct descendants below can have no memories, but Ji Feichen needs to know.
Zhizi said that their clan has lost the protection of the gods.
What about Lu Yao? She is not a shadow, and even Zhizi is willing to be driven by her.
Ji Feiming felt that no matter what happens in the future, the Ji family can't continue.
He and Zhixin will not leave the shopping street, but someone in the Ji family must know the truth and guide the clan members again.
Maybe this is also an opportunity to start living like an ordinary person.
Ji Feiming thought about it and simply asked Ji Feichen to go out and talk with him.
Ji Zhixin had to deal with the elders while comforting Ji Feirong.
Ji Feirong shook her head and didn't care. Her eyes shone with a brilliance that Ji Zhixin had never seen before.
Ji Zhixin was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Ji Feirong shook her head, and the corners of her mouth could not help but rise: "I always thought that your uncle Ming was just fooling people. Now it seems that our Ji family has really served the gods."
Ji Feirong had no illusions about serving the gods since she was a child. Her interests and strengths were in studying when she was a child, and in doing business when she grew up.
Such a big family can't be supported by the fantasy dreams of these men alone. There are still a lot of "mediocre" Ji family members supporting them, and Ji Feirong is one of the best.
In the early years, because Ji Zhixin injured his leg, she let go of the power in her hands and concentrated on taking care of her son.
This year, Ji Feirong has regained her position in the clan.
She didn't expect that she would see such a big show just by visiting her son.
Without the status of "the clan serving the gods", will the Ji family finally be able to stand on the ground?
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Lu Yao asked the child if he could enter the different space, and he nodded. Lu Yao took him in.
The child stepped into the childhood cram school. Xu Xiaoxiao, who had just arrived at the store, shuddered all over, and then began to rub his arms, shouting: "Huh, why is it so cold all of a sudden?"
The child stood at the door, looking at Lu Yao aggrievedly.
Lu Yao asked him: "Can't you hold back?"
The child tilted his head and thought for a while: "If my mother gave me something to restrain the power of God, maybe it would be possible."
He was willing to be restrained by his mother. Lu
Yao was a little embarrassed. “Becoming a mother without any pain” was too sudden. She had never been so embarrassed when being called mother or aunt in cram school.
But He was also stubborn and refused to change his words no matter what.
Lu Yao sighed: “Do you want something?”
The child’s eyes stayed on her. After hearing what she said, she thought for a while and nodded with pursed lips: “Yes.”
Lu Yao: “What?”
The child: “A name.”
Lu Yao was a little surprised.
The child seemed to be afraid that she would not agree. Her ruby-like eyes were moist and shining: “Every son of God is a child. They have no name before becoming gods. But I want my mother to give me a name.”
He couldn’t explain what he meant in his heart, and looked at Lu Yao nervously.
Lu Yao thought for a while and asked, "Do you want to take my last name, or just a name?"
The child was happy: "I want the 'Lu' in Lu Yao's name."
Lu Yao pondered for a moment, squatted down and looked at him: "Okay, your last name is 'Lu' and your name is 'Bu Du'."
Lu Bu Du.
Thinking of the photo, the little snowman huddled in a corner, almost invisible, against the two people with bright smiles on the other side, lonely and pitiful, and looking at the child in front of him, these three words popped up in Lu Yao's mind.
Lu was alone when he came here, and he will no longer be alone in the future.
"Lu Bu Du." The child read it again, pursed his lips and smiled shyly, "I like it, thank you mother."
With a name, Lu Bu Du no longer felt cold when he stepped into the childhood cram school again. Lu Yao
took him in. Xu Xiaoxiao and Bai Yi were there, preparing to have breakfast.
Xie Molin hadn't come yet.
When Xu Xiaoxiao saw the child's appearance, her face was full of gossip: "Owner, who is this kid?"
He looked too much like the owner. The white hair and red eyes looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.
Bai Yi's eyes were also full of curiosity.
She just didn't understand what was going on outside. She only knew that the child was of an unusual status and called the owner "mother".
She couldn't help asking: "Owner, is this really your child?"
Xu Xiaoxiao almost spit out her soup. She thought it was her younger brother.
After all, the owner looked no different from a college student who had just graduated, and this child looked at least four or five years old.
At this time, Xie Molin also came. When he entered the room, he found that the cram school was just as the owner had planned. It was completely new overnight.
I don't know if my colleague had finished talking or didn't pay attention, and seemed to be talking about something else.
He put down his bag, "Good morning."
Everyone greeted each other and sat down to have breakfast.
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