The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 220 God Emperor?is it you? (seeking subscription)
As for the "only son" of the landlord, Ji Ping'an didn't have much contact with him. To be precise, he only had a brief look at him from a distance.

Not even impressed, which is normal.

After all, there are enough things to think about every day, and he is not free enough to pay attention to a young child.

But since the landlord came to the door, he still raised his chin and signaled Huang He to invite him in.

When the side door opened, Fang Ling's face with protruding forehead and restless eyebrows was revealed. She was still wearing plain clothes with her cuffs rolled up, but she was no longer "domineering" as before, with a worried expression on her face.

Seeing Ji Pingan, Fang Ling's eyes lit up:
"Mr. Li, you really are back!"

Ji Pingan looked at the landlady from "Tingxuelou", and smiled and asked her to sit down:
"Sit down and talk first. You said your son is missing?"

Fang Ling walked over nervously, holding a bamboo basket covered with an indigo rag, and said:

"Yes, I have lost most of the day..."

Then, she quickly told the story.

The thing is simple:
After waking up this morning, Fang Ling didn't see Little Fatty. At first she didn't pay attention, but thought that Fang Shijie lost his nerve again, and ran out to lead the group of "boy scouts" in the alley to play somewhere.

But after a long time, there was no sign, so she began to ask Fang Shijie's "little follower" and the surrounding neighbors.

It was learned that no one saw Little Fatty.

It wasn't until this time that Fang Ling realized that something was wrong, and started to go out and walk around the places where Fang Shijie usually went, but he didn't find anything.

That's when it was confirmed that the person was missing.

"Although my little bastard is a bit skinny, he is actually very sensible. It's impossible not to come back for so long without an explanation." Fang Ling looked anxious, confused:

"I went home just now, and when I heard that Mr. Li is back, I wanted to come over and ask you to divine my son's whereabouts."

Fang Ling had heard the news that Ji Pingangui was "Pei's Guest of Honor".

Ji Pingan let out an "oh" and said curiously:
"So, the son disappeared last night?"

Fang Ling nodded, recalled, and said:

"He was still tossing around in the first half of the night, but there was no movement afterwards."

Ji Pingan nodded and said:

"Need birthday horoscope, or underwear."

"Yes, yes." Fang Ling hastily lifted the cloth on the bamboo basket, which contained child's clothes, and Huang He next to him handed a pen and paper to write down the birthday.

Ji Pingan took it and didn't pay much attention to it.

It's just to help the neighbors. After all, when I first arrived in Laoliu Street, I even helped the neighbors find the lost cat... It doesn't make much difference.

He didn't even use astrology. Instead, he lined up a few copper coins and used Taoist hexagrams for divination.

"Clang clang clang."

The copper coin fell into the plate and made a crisp sound. Fang Ling stared nervously, but couldn't understand it, but Ji Pingan let out a light hey, a little more seriously.

He picked up the clothes and used them as a "medium" to perform astrology.

After a while, Ji Ping'an suddenly sat up straight, the relaxed expression on his face disappeared, and instead he was surprised and dignified.

failure!

Regardless of divination or astrology, the result was "failure"!
But you must know that with his current state of breaking six and his understanding of astrology, he is only deducing the whereabouts of a child, and there is absolutely no reason for him to miss.

"Sir?" Seeing the change in his expression, Fang Ling became more and more nervous.

Although she is also a martial artist hidden among the people, she doesn't know much about the "Qimen" technique.

Huang He and Mu Yaoyao also looked at Ji Pingan strangely, but the latter took a deep look at Fang Ling, pondered for a while, and said:

"Can I visit your house?"

Fang Ling's heart sank, realizing that the situation might not be simple.

Immediately led the three of them out of the small courtyard, arrived at the Niping Lane at the back, and stepped into the small courtyard of the Fang family.

There was nothing abnormal in the clean courtyard, and Ji Pingan asked him unintentionally about his behavior, whether he had been in contact with anyone recently, or had any abnormal behaviors, etc.

Fang Ling said:
"A young child, who can get in touch with? Just hang out with a group of children... However, if it is abnormal, there are some. In the past two months, this child has been tossing some messy things, beaten many times, and doesn't listen. He also likes to listen to fairy stories from the storytellers. He heard a lot of rumors and told them in a serious way..."

The landlady exemplified one thing after another.

In her eyes, although she felt a little strange, children were not determined and didn't think too much about it.

But these fell into the ears of Ji Pingan and the others, and the eyes of the three of them changed obviously.

Ji Pingan pays special attention to:
Divination failed, as well as a series of abnormal actions, as well as coincidental timing.

All point to an unimaginable possibility.

However, will anyone be reborn as a child?

... Ji Ping'an is highly suspicious, at least from the cases he has grasped, it has never appeared.

"Which one is his room?" He thought for a while and asked.

Fang Ling did not suspect him, and led him into the wing room, while Huang He and Mu Yaoyao stayed in the courtyard and waited.

The wing room is not big, only some sundries such as beds, tables and chairs.

The sun shines through the windows, and the dust floats in the air.

Fang Ling said:

"Shijie used to sleep with me, after all, he was young, but recently he was arguing to sleep by himself, so this room was given to him. It is convenient for him, and he always plays with some inexplicable things."

Ji Pingan was curious: "Unexplainable?"

Fang Ling sighed:

"Yeah, for example, I don't know where I heard some poems written by the teacher of the state, and I wrote them on paper and sold them in newspapers, but they all printed them earlier... I also sewed a futon myself, saying that I want to learn Taoism to meditate and ascend. I was stunned after reading this novel, where is there any fairy..."

The more Ji Pingan listened, the weird feeling in his heart became stronger.

Fang Ling walked to the table, bent down and dragged out a box, which contained various sundries:
"And this one, he made a tiger skin skirt, and painted wooden sticks. He also wanted to play outside secretly, calling something 'Sun Wukong'... Monkey King... Mr. Li, do you think it has something to do with these? He was abducted by human traffickers?"

These days, there are some wild Taoist priests among the people who will indeed kidnap and traffic children.

However, what Fang Ling waited for was not an answer, but Ji Pingan's pupils suddenly shrank.

He turned his head, stared at the landlord suddenly, and asked:
"What did you say? Sun what?"

Fang Ling's heart skipped a beat, even though she was a martial artist, she was still short-lived by the piercing gaze of the young man in front of her, and said in a low voice:
"Sun Wukong, Monkey King... what's wrong?"

Sun Wukong...

At this moment, there was a "buzz" in Ji Pingan's mind, causing a huge storm.

Countless thoughts fluctuate.

In this world, there is no Journey to the West, and the story about Monkey King, in memory, he only told it with him during the "National Teacher" era, on the way to fight with the first God Emperor.

And it's a joke after drinking.

In other words, if he remembers correctly, with the death of the first God Emperor, no one in this world should know this name.

Is it a coincidence?
No... If it's just the names that match, it's not unusual, but even the title of "Monkey King" and the attire match, there is only one possibility.

At this moment, a hippie smiling face appeared in his mind involuntarily, a young face that looked a bit out of line.

……

"Let's go, what's the point of being a country man? How about fighting the world with me?" The young man put his arms around his shoulders and warmly wooed him: "I'm the man who wants to be the emperor."

"One person is not enough to be emperor," he calmly pointed out, "How many people do you have?"

The young man smiled:
"A lot, counting you and we already have two people."

Then in a blink of an eye, the surrounding scenery was no longer the wilderness, but the city of the Great Zhou God Capital.

On the night of the founding ceremony, fireworks bloomed all over the city, lighting up the entire night sky.

Holding his nose, he walked up to the city wall, and waved away countless soldiers defending the city.

Looking at the man in the brand new dragon robe that was only hastily sewn, holding the wine jug and drinking to his heart's content.

Danced and danced, opened his arms: "Look, this is our empire."

……

Ji Pingan withdrew from the memory, his face remained calm, but his heart was beating like a drum.

Although this guess is ridiculous, it does seem to be the "correct answer".

"It's nothing." Ji Pingan suppressed all micro-expressions and said:
"I just feel that this name is a bit familiar, as if I have seen it in a certain script."

Immediately, he pondered for a while and said:
"Your son's whereabouts are a bit vague, let me take a closer 'look'."

Fang Ling clutched the corners of her clothes with both hands, and nodded hastily:

"it is good."

Ji Pingan took a deep breath, suppressed complicated thoughts, and pressed his fingers lightly between his brows, and the phantom of the ancient astrolabe appeared in the depths of his eyes.

The light in the room in front of me began to flow backwards, and time went back.

At this moment, with the ability of "Star Officer", he tried to play back the images recorded by "Starlight".

He sees:
At night, the lamp is like a bean, and a child as young as seven or eight years old is sitting at the table, holding a brush, frowning.

I don't know what I was thinking about, but the graffiti on the paper in front of me showed a map of Yuhang City and the towering star observatory in the school palace.

a long time.

Fang Shijie smeared out the pattern on the paper, crumpled it into a mess, then blew out the candle, and lay on the bed, tossing and turning without sleep.

Until late at night, Fang Shijie suddenly turned over and sat up, carefully put on his clothes, stepped on his shoes, opened the door silently, and came to the yard.

Seeing this, Ji Ping'an also turned around and walked into the courtyard.

Then, he "saw" Fang Shijie slipping out of the yard, arriving in the alley, and then trotting solemnly, as if with a clear purpose.

Ji Pingan followed out of the courtyard, and left Mud Bottle Alley following Little Pangdun's trajectory.

At this moment, suddenly, a pair of hands popped out from the darkness!

He picked it up by the waist with one hand, and covered Fang Shijie's mouth with the other.

"Woo! Woohoo!"

Fang Shijie's eyes were wide open, and his limbs struggled frantically, but it was useless. He was dragged into the darkness by the black shadow, and was knocked out with a knife.

Then, the man in black seemed to mutter something, held the Emperor under his arm, and fled away in a wisp of smoke.

at the same time.

A black cat entangled on the roof not far away suddenly arched its body, jumped down gently, stepped on the street glowing blue under the moonlight, and followed the former away.

Peng...the screen suddenly shattered...

Ji Pingan suddenly opened his eyes, and the phantom of the astrolabe in his pupils faded away. Because of looking back for a long time, he felt a sudden pain in his temples, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"So it is!"

He exhaled lightly, his eyes clear and sharp.

"According to the picture I saw, combined with the events of last night, I can deduce the approximate process."

"Fang Shijie should have clearly witnessed the vision of the Onmyoji Academy soaring into the sky in the evening."

"So, out of a certain psychology, he wanted to go out secretly to find out after Fang Ling fell asleep in the middle of the night, but he was caught by the people who had been guarding nearby."

Whether Fang Shijie is that person, he can only be sure if he confirms in person.

But judging from the clues, his status as a "reborn" is almost certain.

"But who is the man in black who kidnapped him? Which faction does he belong to? Is it because Fang Shijie's series of abnormal actions have attracted attention and attracted enemies?"

Ji Pingan thought in his heart.

"Sir?"

When he regained his senses, he noticed Huang He and Mu Yaoyao who were following, and Fang Ling who was holding a bamboo basket.

Ji Pingan smiled, shook his head to express that it was all right, then turned to the other party and said:
"If my divination is correct, it is true that your son is not lost normally. Madam, please stay at home and wait for me. I will find someone to investigate and I will give you an explanation."

Fang Ling forced a smile:

"Thank you."

Then politely sent the three of them away.

After the people left, Fang Ling closed the courtyard door, leaned against the wooden door, and took off the disguise.

This former heroine, a woman who had been reclusive for many years, had empty eyes and murmured:
"Could it be that you guys came to the door..."

the other side.

Huang He asked curiously:
"Young master, what did you see? Is there something wrong with that little fat man?"

Mu Yaoyao jumped up and followed, stretching her neck at this moment, looking like she was seeking knowledge, and said:
"That little fat guy is quite cute."

Cute... The corner of Ji Ping'an's mouth twitched, and he said:
"I'll take care of this matter, you go back and wait."

Huang He was curious: "Are you going out?"

"Well," the "black cat" appeared in Ji Ping'an's mind, and said meaningfully:
"Go and see the witnesses."

……

……

Dark, stiff, bumpy...

When Fang Shijie woke up from the coma, he felt a pain in the back of his neck, dizziness, and a heavy brain.

He tried his best to prop up his body with both hands, let himself sit up, opened his eyelids, and saw a slightly dim light in his eyes, and then the surrounding scenery became clear.

He was startled.

I saw that I was locked in a "prison car".

No, to be precise, he was in the carriage of a moving carriage.

It's just that in the huge carriage, there is only an iron cage placed and fixed.

And at this moment, he was locked in an iron cage. In the dim compartment, only wisps of light would seep in when the thick black curtains in front shook.

It shows that it is daytime outside.

"Where is this place?" The Emperor looked confused, he thumped his head, and barely recalled:
After witnessing the vision of the observatory last night, I speculated that Qin Tianjian might arrive in Yuhang.

And according to the information he inquired, the current supervisor is the eldest disciple of the national teacher.

Although when he died that year, the national teacher hadn't formally accepted apprentices, but since he was a senior disciple... he was more reliable than outsiders.

Therefore, His Majesty the Divine Emperor became ruthless and decided to take a big gamble and go to the Onmyoji Academy. As a result, His Majesty failed to succeed, and the middle way collapsed...

"I was arrested!"

The first God Emperor was shocked.

A series of tragic scenes such as abducting and selling human teeth, beating themselves, throwing them to a remote village to beg along the street, even peeling off their skin and meat, putting dog hair on them, and performing arts for people's entertainment.

Even worse, they were sold to some gold-selling dens and trained as child prostitutes for some rich people to play with.

His chubby little face was pale, and his short arms swooped suddenly, grabbed the bars of the iron cage, and shouted:
"let me out!"

……

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