The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 225 Reunion after a long absence: The death of the god emperor ([-] words for subscription)

Inside Pei's Incense Hall, on a tall mahogany altar table, there are statues of gods lined up.

In front, there is a golden three-legged incense burner, emitting green smoke, and the tips of the obliquely inserted yellow incense burnt with red and bright flames.

Under the altar, on the ground paved with blue bricks, Li Xiangjun knelt on the futon. This graceful woman put her hands together, closed her eyes and silently recited and kowtowed.

The dark purple long skirt fits closely to the curve because of the kneeling movement, and outlines a soft and round shape under the slightly plump waist, which is in stark contrast to the daughter.

"Mother." Pei Qiuwei approached softly, and called out in a low voice:
"I ordered my servants to heat up the lunch again, so eat as much as you want."

Li Xiangjun opened his eyes, his expression was obviously haggard, he shook his head and said:
"Mother can't eat it."

Pei Qiuwei's eyes turned red, and he said:
"Didn't Xie Wensheng say that the disaster in Sanhuang County is over, and he must be on his way back."

Yesterday, after the Onmyoji Academy raised its beam of light to the sky, a group of "nobles" who were discussing in the government office immediately set off and rushed to the Academy to inquire about the situation.

Those lower-level officials didn't know that the prison was here, but the Zhifu and others knew the inside story.

After arriving at the academy, he failed to see the supervisor, but was informed by Xie Wensheng of the general situation and learned that the disaster was over.

Needless to say, the Zhifu, Ye Hongling and others were in a state of mind, the Pei mother and daughter were also excited and happy, and went back to the mansion to continue waiting.

Li Xiangjun shook his head and said sadly:
"Although the disaster has stopped, there is no certainty about your brother's safety. If you don't see anyone every day, you can't let go of your mother."

Pei Qiuwei persuaded:
"Since Pei Qian is following Ji Sichen and the Taoist saint, nothing will happen."

Li Xiangjun didn't say a word, but just nodded. This is also the greatest "comfort" in the hearts of mother and daughter during this period of time.

Seeing that her mother's expression had improved a little, Pei Qiuwei changed the topic while the iron was hot. She glanced at the Daoist and Buddha standing side by side on the altar table, and said with a headache:

"Mother, why did you invite the Buddha statue back?"

Because Lanzhou is adjacent to the Southern Tang Dynasty, the presence of Buddhism and Taoism is far higher than that of Shendu City.

Not to mention the famous "Yunlin Temple" around Yuhang, there are many people who worship the Lord Buddha in their homes.

The imperial court turned a blind eye to this. After all, it does not involve large-scale evangelism, and the "Taoism" does not care much about folk beliefs... But after all, there is a "state religion", and some officials, dignitaries, and wealthy families More or less, they will be taboo.

In the past, Pei's Incense Hall only enshrined Taoist priests and some Taoist "immortals" derived from folk myths.

Li Xiangjun sighed, squeezed the handkerchief and said:
"Recently, disasters and catastrophes have been frequent in our family. If there is one more offering, there are always more paths. Besides, it is said that Buddhism is more spiritual. For example, in the Yunlin Temple, the Son-Send Guanyin is said to be very effective..."

Just highlight a pragmatism.

"..." Pei Qiuwei was speechless.

It stands to reason that the Pei family has followed the martial arts system, and their understanding of cultivation is far beyond that of ordinary people, so they should not blindly believe in these.

But considering that the Pei family has suffered successively in recent months, it is not surprising that Li Xiangjun, an ordinary woman, longs for faith support.

"Then it's better to be more straightforward and enshrine the national teacher." Pei Qiuwei said.

Hearing the words, Li Xiangjun suddenly turned his head and looked outside the courtyard. Seeing the servant leaving the courtyard, he pulled his daughter and said in a low voice:
"Wei Niang has also been thinking about this matter recently. Tell me, are the recent changes in the state capital caused by those 'monsters'? Your father suspects that maybe... some powerful practitioners from ancient times came back to life. "

Pei Qiuwei was taken aback, and said:
"Mom, it's impossible."

Li Xiangjun shook his head and said:

"My mother didn't believe it at first, but what if? Brother Ni is just... Wei mother is thinking, if your father's guess is true, then the national teacher, the god emperor, the Taoist priest, the Buddha Lord... these great practices Are they going to return to the present world one after another? The current chaos, including the incident in Sanhuang County, is just a prelude to this great change?"

Although there is no news channel, after experiencing the "Elder Prince" incident, it is not surprising that Patriarch Pei made such a guess based on his experience and information collected.

Pei Qiuwei was too shocked to say anything.

The girl raised her head and looked at the golden statues of gods and Buddhas on the altar. She felt that these dead things seemed to have come to life, staring at her with strange eyes, and felt creepy.

Forced himself to calm down, said:

"If the Divine Emperor and the National Teacher are really alive, it won't be a bad thing for our family."

Li Xiangjun was not so confident, and said anxiously:

"In the past, the gods and emperors bestowed wealth on our family because of our ancestors. It was also to repay the debt of favor. The IOU is long gone. How can there be a kindness that cannot be exhausted for 400 years? That's why mother wants you to think about it." At that time, Ji Sichen, it is said that this person is the closed disciple of the national teacher, if he can reconnect with this thread..."

Pei Qiuwei was suddenly urged to marry again, and his cheeks turned red.

However, she is worthy of being the number one talented woman, with quick thinking, and reversely spawned:

"Mom, you should pay more attention to your stomach and try to add a younger brother to me as soon as possible."

Li Xiangjun looked sad and was about to speak.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door, and the servant ran over excitedly, and shouted from a distance:

"Madam! Miss! The third young master is back!"

……

Old Willow Street.

"Lord, according to the information, the traitor lives here. The mother and the son are dependent on each other, and the time and appearance also match."

The Red Tasseled Woman shook the portrait in her hands, staring ahead excitedly and dangerously.

Behind him is a heroine named Tingxuelou.

The atmosphere was a little dignified and chilling.

Master Tingxue stood in front of the crowd, above the veil, with a pair of eyes full of coldness and majesty:
"Block the surrounding area, Hongying, and follow me to knock on the door. Remember not to disturb the neighbors, the Jianghu understands the affairs of the Jianghu, and don't affect the ordinary people. It will be troublesome to attract the court."

Everyone clasped their fists together: "Yes!"

Immediately, they scattered in all directions.

Only the second daughter was left to step forward, and under the curious eyes of the owner of the calligraphy and painting shop and others, she walked into the mud bottle alley next door, and came to the house of Fang's mother and son.

The landlord knocked on the door lightly, but as soon as his hand touched the door, the half-hidden courtyard door opened with a "squeak".

In a small, elegant and clean courtyard, under the eaves.

Wearing a coarse cloth skirt, an iron hairpin on her head, and protruding jaws, the landlady "Fang Ling" who is famous for her aggressive personality in the neighborhood sits quietly on the stone platform under the eaves.

A piece of black cloth was spread out on both legs, on which were neatly placed sharp throwing knives and silver needles, and he was wiping the weapons little by little with his hands that were used to rough work.

Hearing the opening of the courtyard door, "Fang Ling" slowly raised his head. There was no surprise on his slightly thin face, only comprehension and she-wolf-like viciousness:
"Nangong Wan, it really is you."

Tingxue, whose real name was revealed, raised his eyebrows, puzzled by the other party's calmness, as if...he had already talked about his arrival?Then why not escape?
The red tasseled heroine next to her lowered her face and said angrily:

"Bold traitor, how dare you call the landlord by his name!"

Nangong Wan interrupted: "Hongying. Let me talk to her."

Hongying said angrily:
"Lord, what do you have to say to this traitor? Just take it down, be careful that she runs away..."

Fang Ling sneered, with despairing eyes, mockingly said:

"It's clear that I have already pinpointed my Achilles' heel, are you still afraid that I will escape? Tell me, what do you want from me, so that you will let my son go."

Nangong Wan:? ?
Hongying:! !

The two girls were startled at the same time, feeling that something was wrong.

……

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Fulai Inn.

In Room A No. [-], there was a table full of wine and vegetables, and an old yellowed IOU was placed flat on the table, but the two people at the table turned a blind eye to it.

Ji Pingan took off his hat, revealing neither the appearance of his previous life nor the true face of "Ji Sichen".

It's the appearance of the vest "Li Anping".

"Li...Mr. Li?!"

On the opposite side, the chubby Fang Shijie's eyes widened, and he shouted out the other party's identity.

Although the two parties have never met formally, but they live so close, he is no stranger to the appearance of his tenant who is quite famous in fortune-telling.

What's going on... The tenant of Yijingzhai is a star official?

So, I have been exposed to the other party very early?Who arranged for his arrival?
Could it be that everything is for today... how is it possible.

At this moment, the mind of the first God Emperor was greatly disturbed, and he vaguely felt that he was just a small bug, who had already fallen into a spider web quietly woven in the darkness.

I have come up with at least [-] episodes of plot TV series.

But in the next second, when he saw the eyes of "Mr. Li" clearly and heard the other party's words with emotion and smile, he was really stunned.

"Long time no see, old friend."

old friend...

friend……

The emperor was in a trance, and a long memory suddenly flew out of his mind.

It was the night of the founding of the country during the Great Zhou Dynasty, when the enthroned pawns were enthroned, civil servants and military generals ate, drank and laughed to their heart's content in the palace hall of the imperial city.

After drinking for three rounds, the "emperor" himself slipped out quietly, carrying a jar of wine, and walked up to the top of the city step by step under the astonished eyes of the guarding soldiers.

He waved away the guards standing guard, and just danced around the imperial city tower.

It wasn't until the vent was over that he turned his head to look at the Great Master Zhou who was walking up to the city, wearing a large robe embroidered with a star map and with long hair.

"National teacher, is my country strong?"

"Majestic."

"Is my army strong?"

"powerful."

"Will the bullshit I boasted back then come true?"

"accomplish."

The Emperor of God laughed loudly, wearing a wet dragon robe that hadn't been trimmed because he was in a hurry, threw the wine jar over the wall, heard a "bang" sound, opened his arms, and looked at the lights of Wanjia. Cry and laugh:
"It's a pity that many of my brothers can't see all this. Do you still remember those old friends who were the first to follow us when you and I started from a small bandit city? Can they survive until today's grand ceremony, receive awards, and stand up?" How many people are there in the city of God?"

The Grand Master of Zhou stood in the night with his hands behind his back, on the top of the city, there was an endless sea of ​​bright stars above his head, and in front of him were the lights of thousands of families on the ground.

His expression was as calm and peaceful as ever, which was in stark contrast to the gaffes of a group of founding heroes, including the Emperor.

It seems that these great achievements, great achievements that countless people dare not even dream of, and everything that is enough to leave a name in history, are nothing to him.

The Great Zhou Guoshi glanced at the Emperor and said:

"Your Majesty, after today, there will be no more friends, only monarchs and ministers."

The first God Emperor was stunned, and then he put his hands on the top of the wall in despair, a little frustrated, a little bit lost, but he was born and powerless to refute, at the end, he suddenly said:

"What about you? Are you and I still friends?"

Master Zhou thought about it, and said seriously:

"Yes."

Therefore, the first emperor of the gods only called "Zhen" throughout his life, but he never called himself a "widow".

At the end of the memory, the first-generation God Emperor curled up in the body of a seven-year-old boy stared blankly at the eyes of "Li Anping", and suddenly said tremblingly:

"National Teacher...is that you?"

Ji Pingan smiled and nodded: "Yes."

There is no need to try again, when two "comrades in arms" who have fought side by side for nearly a hundred years, after a "kidnapping" all the way, sit at a table again and talk about the past.

Even if they have changed their skins, but the demeanor that is not concealed can't be faked no matter how clever disguise or illusion is.

silence.

Beside the dining table, the first God Emperor sat blankly, the wooden rings on his body were quietly untied, but the person did not move, just sitting in a daze.

The water is gurgling outside the window, and the birds are singing.

Sunlight slanted in from the window and sprinkled on the wine cup, reflecting a piece of golden light.

The Emperor of God did not expect that he searched hard for several months, went through countless "beatings", and was even almost captured by the military government and the "human world". The person he was looking for was in Yijingzhai across the alley.

The national teacher could not have imagined that in the childish body that he returned to Laoliu Street countless times and was habitually ignored by him, there lived an old friend.

Without Xu Yuanyun's crying and hugging after the reunion.

There was also no fierceness and conflict after the meeting with Wei Huayang.

In the silence, Ji Pingan picked up the wine cup and lightly touched Fang Shijie who was also toasting, and the two drank it down in one gulp, just like back then.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

In the next second, Fang Shijie's series of coughs ruined the scene, which was originally quite beautiful and solemn.

Little Fatty's throat seemed to be on fire, and his immature and round face was flushed with choking. He leaned on the table and coughed for a while, spat out his drink, and cursed:
"Don't you know that children can't drink alcohol?!"

Ji Pingan said speechlessly, "Blame me?"

Fang Shijie coughed for a long time, and finally recovered, wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, sat back on the bench again, with a dark face:
"So you already knew my identity?"

Ji Pingan is confident:
"I only found out this morning. Your mother said that you were missing, so she asked me for a fortune-telling. Then I found a tiger skin skirt and a golden cudgel in your bedroom."

That's not the queen mother... Fang Shijie's face darkened:
"Then you treated me like that all the way just now."

Ji Pingan sneered:
"I wasn't sure it was you then, right? 'National Teacher'?"

Fang Shijie's expression froze, his small body was awkward, and his ten toes curled up in the cloth shoes, wishing to buckle out a city of gods.

Only then did he recall the scene where he was pulling a tiger's skin and claiming to be the "National Teacher of the Great Zhou".

Thinking of the weird smile that might have appeared on the face of the other party who was hiding under the bamboo hat at that time, the first God Emperor trembled all over, his cheeks flushed, and he suddenly regretted returning to the human world.

Even the thick-faced and black-hearted God Emperor couldn't bear social death.

"Things are not what you think..." Fang Shijie explained dryly.

Ji Pingan looked down at the chubby pier, laughed and said:
"You continue to make up."

Seeing that the former founding emperor was about to blush, Ji Pingan stopped teasing him and asked the emperor about his experience during this time.

Fang Shijie sighed:
"As you can see. After I woke up, I found myself in this ghostly state. I originally wanted to cultivate and recover my strength, but I couldn't die. This child is too young, and the sea of ​​​​qi has not yet formed, and he can't bear the world at all. Lingsu irrigation, you also know that my Huangji breathing method is extremely domineering and powerful..."

Ji Pingan automatically ignored his bragging, took a bite of the meat with his chopsticks, and said:
"So, you subdued a group of Boy Scouts?"

"..." Fang Shijie's ears turned red, feeling that the embarrassing scenes accumulated in his previous life were not as good as these two short months, so he simply smashed the jar and said:

"What can I do? This day is the beginning of the collapse, if you are you, how can you be better than me?"

No... I performed much better than you... My current body's cultivation aptitude was extremely poor at the beginning... I had to stay in Leizhou. Entering the Qin Tianjian, completing the plan, and deliberately not rushing to practice... Otherwise, why would it only be nine now... Ji Pingan cursed in his heart.

Fang Shijie frowns:
"I don't dare to really play Lao Shizi's 'showing the holiness before others'. Who knows whether it is good or bad after the identity is exposed? I can only keep a low profile and try to contact the old brothers. But I am frequently beaten by the woman named Fang Ling break."

Keep a low profile... The corner of Ji Ping'an's mouth twitched, and said:

"You are right about this point. If you take the initiative to expose yourself, I am afraid that catastrophe will really happen. Heh, the descendant of you who is sitting on the dragon chair now is not soft-hearted."

Fang Shijie frowned: "What do you mean?"

Ji Pingan took a bite of food, and slowly, he narrated how Emperor Yuan Qing arranged for the Dadong Army Mansion to send troops to assassinate him, and secretly captured the reborn, and started the "soul search", saying:
"The former is nothing more than the emperor's mind. But the latter is interesting. At the beginning, General Zhong Lang did not hesitate to search for the soul. Obviously, Emperor Yuan Qing didn't care about the life and death of the reborn, and only wanted to stabilize the country. .”

Fang Shijie understood, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

At the beginning, Sun Xianzu's strong search for souls made Ji Ping'an vigilant. You must know that "soul search" is a very vicious method, and the victim will be severely injured.

In other words, Emperor Yuan Qing didn't care who the reborn person he caught was.

Otherwise, as long as there are some scruples, considering that the "God Generals" who founded the country, the Great Zhou Guoshi, and even the first God Emperor may also be "reborn", and it will not be so easy, they will use "Soul Search".

"You mean, my unworthy descendant, even I want to kill him?" Fang Shijie rushed his head angrily, his whole body turned cold.

Ji Pingan said:
"Do you still remember what I told you back then, the emperors of ancient and modern times, who can sit firmly in the country, will never be merciful and soft-hearted."

Fang Shijie was dejected, and said bitterly:
"You're right. This descendant of mine is really young and out of blue."

Silence for a while.

Ordinary people, knowing that their descendants are so unworthy, would probably collapse their minds, but the God Emperor is an extraordinary person, and after making a slight adjustment, he exhaled heavily, and his cute little face was serious:
"Don't worry, Yuan Qing dares to send people to attack and kill you. I will give you an explanation for this matter in the future."

Ji Pingan didn't care too much about it, and said with a smile:

"Let's talk about it. Originally, I thought that if I didn't see you for a long time, I would find an opportunity to punish you in the future. But since you are already alive, for your sake, I can let the matter go."

Fang Shijie shook his head:

"One yard belongs to one yard, and I am not just a descendant of Yuanqing."

It makes sense... You have many children and you are amazing... Ji Pingan ate his food.

Only now did Fang Shijie come back to his senses:

"Wait, you said that Yuan Qing targeted Qin Tianjian and sent troops to kill you... So, what is your identity now?"

Ji Pingan put his fingers on his forehead, lifted the disguise, and restored his original appearance, and said lightly:
"The leader of the award, Ji Pingan, you should have heard of it."

It's you!The one who completed the broken chapters of the poems in advance... Fang Shijie was dumbfounded, and suddenly understood who the culprit was the failure of his plan to complete the poems and make his debut as a "child prodigy" that day.

At the same time, the very different "starts" of the two caused a huge blow to the young mind of the first emperor of God:

Everyone is also the founder of the country, why is there such a big difference in the treatment of rebirth?
The rebirth of the national teacher is directly a genius disciple of the Qin Tianjian. He has broken the nine cultivation bases and has a great reputation. He has a book boy, a maid, and a "beautiful wife" by his side... Tianhu starts the game.

He was reborn, but he was a child of seven or eight years old. He had just taken off his crotch pants not long ago, and there was only a pungent woman on top of his head to suppress him... It started in a mess.

"unfair……"

The first God Emperor was speechless, and immediately realized something was wrong:
"No, your birth luck is too good, why is it such a coincidence? Just happened to win the star official? Perfectly suited to the identity? The previous practice was saved, and... It's not rumors that your identity is supported by the Great Zhou Guoshi disciple?"

What a coincidence!
Fang Shijie instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Ji Pingan didn't panic at all and continued to eat.

In the next second, Fang Shijie suddenly realized, stood up abruptly, stepped on a stool to speak righteously, slapped the table and said:

"Have you already counted it to this day, kid? Your star official path is best at spying on the future. I watched you complete that Laoshizi Dayan Tianji Jue, not to mention you lived hundreds of years longer than me. You must have become stronger in your later years, and you happened to study the starry sky... So, before you died, you had a premonition about today? You arranged an identity for yourself in advance? It must be like this!"

Brain supplement success!

Ji Pingan put down his chopsticks and said vaguely:
"Almost. But this major event seems to involve the Dao of Heaven, and even some secrets of ancient times. Anyone who is reborn cannot be successfully divined. Therefore, I only vaguely sensed a part of it, and I didn't expect that things would be like this. "

Fang Shijie had no doubts and said:
"So, do you know what's going on here?"

Ji Pingan shook his head:
"In the past few months, I have been investigating, but the clues I have obtained are fragmented, and there has been no breakthrough. On the contrary, the reborn has met several..."

Then, he picked out the parts that didn't involve his own secrets, and gave an overview of the current situation and situation.

The revival of the Four Sacred Sects... The strong have returned from the time when the monsters and monsters were fighting for each other... The five major sects and the imperial court are all looking for it... Fang Shijie's face is cloudy when he hears this information.

He jumped off the bench suddenly, with his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth in the room.

It was like going back to the old days, thinking about big things in the military tent when fighting the world.

In the next second, Fang Shijie turned his head and said with a serious expression:
"Master, we have to do something!"

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