Chapter 89 The beauty mole is gone?
"So you know that the other party will plot to harm you, but you still want to jump in?" Zhou Ji frowned slightly, not understanding Si Teng's stubbornness.
He understood the arrogance of the woman in front of him, but he couldn't figure out why he would make such a big trouble for himself.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!" Si Teng felt a little impatient in his heart, gave Zhou Ji a cold look, and left with a flick of his sleeve.
The Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead can feed back the emotions of the two, but it cannot pry into their hearts.
Zhou Ji faintly felt Si Teng's boredom, and he was also a little worried, "I don't want to say it, but at worst, after you die, I will pick the nine-eyed dzi out of you and find a way to find other Bian tribes. "
As soon as he finished speaking, a cane shot out from the room and slammed down on his cheek.
"Are you crazy?" Zhou Ji stepped lightly, flew back, just retreated to the edge of the pool, but saw Si Teng still relentless, another vine flew out at a faster speed, entangled Zhou Ji left leg.
This is the first time Zhou Ji has seen Si Teng so furious. Although the usual Nine-Eyed Dzi Orb would also give back annoyance and annoyance, today Si Teng is obviously different from the past.
What Zhou Ji perceives is actually anger, not anger at what he said just now, but anger at herself.
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After saying that, he fell from the back of the house and rushed towards the hotel where the masters stayed.
Si Teng stared at Zhou Ji's leaving figure in a daze, as if he had been infected by his character in the process of being together day and night, sighed far away, and slowly withdrew his gaze.
All along, what Sato wants most is to get rid of the control of others and live for himself.
Even though she believed that Zhou Ji would not use the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead to control her, the feeling of being involuntary still made her feel stuck in her throat.
"You know, if I fuse with Baiying, the memories and personalities of the two will fuse together. At that time, you will still be you, but I will no longer be me." Si Teng opened the vanity mirror, and lightly touched the delicate wooden comb with his fingertips. Sliding it lightly, it touched the cheap wooden sign on the other side.
This is when she and Zhou Ji applied for ID cards together, and Zhou Ji temporarily engraved the "Gold Medal of Exemption" in the souvenir shop.
The "Forbearance" plaque had already been broken by her, so when Cong Dana left, Si Teng begged for the exempt wooden plaque from Zhou Ji, just as a thought.
If it was in the past, she would have chosen to fuse with Bai Ying without hesitation, and she had enough confidence to occupy Bai Ying's body and obliterate her consciousness.
But since knowing that Baiying killed her eighty years ago, she has started planning to resurrect her body, Si Teng's confidence has also been shaken.
She didn't expect that the 'love brain' in her eyes was so scheming.
Si Teng can't guarantee that his current strength can compete with Bai Ying's eighty-year plan, and he doesn't know what he will face behind the picture of the tour lake pagoda.
Everything seems to be a big net, enveloping her in it, leading her to look for Bai Ying's trace, and formally merge with her.
Xuanmen everyone can be said to be Sito's last insurance.
Although they are weak in strength, their thousands of years of background knowledge are enough to help her suppress Baiying's consciousness and ensure that she can fit together safely and not be invaded by Baiying's consciousness.
Zhou Ji didn't know the troubles and entanglements in Si Teng's heart at all. After leaving the courtyard, he hurried to the Six Senses Hotel.
Chen Yindeng is a woman after all, and Zhou Ji didn't intend to sneak into a woman's room at night to see her appearance.
After all, he is a thief, not a thief.
There are many ways to find a person's basic information.
What Zhou Ji was looking for was the simplest one—just ask the front desk of the hotel.
"Hello, sir, do you need any help?" The two girls on duty at the front desk recognized the identity of Zhou Ji's big customer, and greeted with sleepiness.
"I want to inquire about someone." Zhou Ji knew that the hotel has an obligation to keep confidential matters involving the privacy of the residents, so he didn't make it difficult for the two of them, but simply asked, "Among the people who stayed in the hotel at night, is there a person?" Women in national dress."
The box during the day cost more than 30,000 yuan, which was enough to lower the bottom line of the two girls' careers.
One of them looked at the colleague next to him with some hesitation, not knowing whether to say something or not.
"Don't worry, I worked in the inn before, I know the rules, and I won't ask those private questions." Zhou Ji said sincerely, "I just want to ask if she has a mole on her face."
Zhou Ji put his finger on the side of his face, leaned forward slightly, and gestured, "It's here, not too obvious, a very small mole."
The two people at the front desk looked at each other and shook their heads. One of them hesitated and said, "It seems not."
"Could you please help me to see her ID card?" Zhou Ji put his hands together and asked, "This matter is very important to me."
When a handsome spendthrift guy holds two red bills between his hands and asks for a trivial matter, no one will refuse.
The two little girls at the front desk immediately opened the resident information, glanced at the surveillance location in the lobby, quietly took a photo with their mobile phone, handed it to Zhou Ji, and motioned: "Look, there is no mole?"
"No?" Zhou Ji looked at Fan Ruoruo in the photo, lost his mind, stretched the photo with his fingers, pointed to her side face and asked, "Is there no one here?"
The little girl wiped the screen with a paper towel, but didn't see any dust or dirt, and hesitated: "It's just not there."
"No. How could there be no?"
Zhou Ji kept zooming in and out of the photos in amazement. In his eyes, Chen Yindeng was exactly the same as Fan Ruoruo, even the beauty mole on the side of his face was the same.
But in the mouths of the two little girls at the front desk, they seem to be unable to see this beauty mole.
"Where does this violation come from? Is it my problem, or the problem at the front desk of the hotel?" Zhou Ji walked out of the hotel slowly, muttering, "Or is there a problem with Chen Yindeng?"
Zhou Ji looked back at the accommodation area behind the hotel, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in his eyes.
"The Xuanmen classics left by Qiu Shan didn't mention any related spells. So who is Chen Yindeng, and why is there such a secret technique?"
Zhou Ji frowned slightly, and the premonition in his heart told him that it would be extremely dangerous to investigate the details of Chen Yindeng at this time.
This is a hunch from the instinct of the robber, and he also believes in his own perception.
In order to confirm the problem of the heavy silver lamp, Zhou Ji rushed to Xingyun Pavilion overnight, slipped into Yan Furui's bedroom, and gently shook the sleeping Yan Furui.
"Wafang, when you grow up, it's time to wake up by yourself~"
Thanks to fellow Taoist "2019************" for the reward of 100 coins (the number is easily misjudged by the starting point and will not be recorded)
Thanks for the reward of 100 coins from "I will really explode"
Thanks for the reward of 500 coins from fellow Taoist "Brother 3"
(end of this chapter)