The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 319: Christmas Eve Reading and Teaching: The Ghostly Imperial Master Meets Wei Qingqing Again ([-] words, please subscribe)

In the tooth shop.

As Ji Pingan's finger gently clicked on a certain location on the map, the expression of the smiling old manager next to him changed slightly.

"This Taoist priest wants to rent this courtyard?" he asked in confirmation.

Ji Ping'an looked at him with a smile and said matter-of-factly:
"Although the location of this courtyard is a little bit out of the way, I like quietness. It is a good place to study. Besides, the price of the entire courtyard is half lower than the other ones, so why not choose it?"

The old manager stared, unsure whether the young Taoist priest really didn't understand or was pretending to be confused.

After hesitating for a moment, he said with a grimace:

"As you can see, the price is low for its own reason."

"Appreciate further details."

The old agent sighed:

"I won't hide it from you. This house is very evil. Since the original owner moved away, this place has had five or six tenants, but none of them have been able to stay for a full month. It is said that every night, there are often people here. There was a sneaky whine, and the dark wind blew the pillows. Although no one died, those tenants who ran slowly seemed to be seriously ill. It was said that a Taoist master who knew magic came to live there before, but he was still so scared that he packed up and ran away..."

Logically speaking, as a businessman, you shouldn't say this.

But there is nothing the old agent can do, and the county is not big. If there is anything new these days, it will spread very quickly locally.

Nowadays, there are very few people in the city who have not heard of the name of this "haunted house".

If he doesn't say it, it won't be long before the Taoist priest comes to his senses. Then it will be troublesome and it will not be good for the reputation of the shop.

He said earnestly: "It's better for the guest to find another place."

Ji Ping'an's smile did not change and he pointed at his wooden sword:
"Where in the world can Taoist priests be afraid of ghosts?"

Seeing that the latter wanted to speak, he smiled and waved:

"Okay, how about I rent it temporarily for a month? If we really can't live in it, we can change it. I won't embarrass you at all."

Seeing Ji Pingan's insistence, the old manager had no choice but to agree.

In his mind, he labeled the person in front of him as someone who "doesn't know the heights of the world." He thought that the house was very powerful, like a young Taoist priest giving birth to a calf.

The two parties quickly signed the contract, and the old manager personally led Ji Ping'an along the main street to the west.

When we arrived at the edge of the county town, we stopped in front of a single-family, dilapidated and quiet courtyard:
"Here's the key, I'll go back first."

After saying that, the old manager ran away quickly as if he was afraid of being contaminated.

Ji Ping'an laughed dumbly and stood alone outside the door.

Without looking back, you can tell through your spiritual consciousness that some nearby residents are looking this way out of curiosity.

But no one dared to come close.

Ji Ping'an shook his head, opened the door with the key, and entered the yard. Sure enough, he saw that the yard was full of dust and fallen leaves, and there were some spider webs.

The courtyard upon entering is not big, and you can see it at a glance. A big tree in the courtyard is bare, and there are thick leaves floating in the well.

Ji Ping'an didn't care. After closing the courtyard door, he gently rolled down his sleeves and felt a breeze blowing by.

Soon, the courtyard was cleaned up, and the cold water gushed out of the well, condensing into water.

The dead leaves condense into wooden figures, and the soil condenses into earth figures...

The puppets formed by the "Star Official Technique" got busy one by one, and soon the yard was cleaned and tidy.

Ji Ping'an went out again and bought some simple daily necessities, which once again attracted a wave of attention.

By the afternoon, the originally dirty yard had been completely renewed. Ji Ping'an was sitting in a chair woven with magic, making tea and reading some books he bought in the city to relieve his boredom.

He looks like a lazy expert.

"One month should be enough." Ji Pingan sat back on the wicker chair and looked at Gao Tian in trance.

Arriving in the city, he ostentatiously chose a ghost house to rent, all of which was to pave the way for "looking for Chen Xuanwu".

If he was looking for a place to live and practice temporarily, with his financial resources, it would be more comfortable to live in an inn every day.

On the one hand, he was not sure which day the person he was waiting for would come.Secondly, it is also more convenient.

Of course, if the other party doesn't come for a short time, he is not in a hurry. It is also good to practice in this pure place.

As his thoughts turned around, he closed his eyes and started breathing again.

The sun gradually sets in the west, it becomes dark, and the courtyard is illuminated by the moonlight.

The whole house became increasingly eerie and eerie.

The dark wind suddenly picked up, and Ji Ping'an's ears moved slightly, and he vaguely heard the sound of mournful crying, which was similar to a human being, but not like it, as if someone was holding his throat and hiding somewhere.

"Ugh-"

"Woooo-"

Just listening to it makes me feel creepy and sad.

Then, there were the coughing sounds of the old man, the vague yelling and cursing sounds of the men, the crying sounds of the babies, and the chaotic sounds that sounded like a large group of people making noise.

These sounds were getting closer and closer, as if they were ringing in his ears. There seemed to be a large group of people of all ages circling around him!

If he were an ordinary person, he would have been frightened to death.

However, Ji Ping'an, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, raised the corners of his mouth, and then he opened his eyes.

The next moment, the voice that was already close at hand disappeared at the same time.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a bunch of flames ignited on their own, suspended in the air and condensed into a candle made of flames.

The light illuminates the surrounding area, making it look even more eerie and terrifying in the distance.

For a moment, it seemed as if there were densely packed, yellow-green eyes hidden in the darkness.

"No wonder……"

Ji Ping'an muttered, then smiled on a whim:
"We are destined to meet each other, and I will give you a fortune. How much you can get depends on you."

As he spoke, he made a casual move, and the "Book of Sages" which was bought from the bookstall during the day and was the most common among scholars fell into his hands. Ji Ping'an held the scroll and read it.

The voice was peaceful and not loud, but it spread all around like spring breeze and rain.

At first, it was business as usual.

And gradually, the sinister wind in the courtyard dissipated, and the sneaky and evil atmosphere everywhere disappeared, and was filled with an invisible righteousness.

In the darkness, pairs of eyes emerged.

Float.

Then one pair of dark yellow eyes gradually approached the firelight. When it stepped into the firelight range, it finally revealed its true form.

It was clearly an old weasel, with a stooped body, sparse hair, gray eyebrows, but a light of wisdom in his eyes.

The old weasel man stood up, and then actually sat cross-legged on the ground in a strange posture, listening in a mesmerizing way.

Behind it, more and more young weasels came out and stared at Ji Pingan who was reading with vigilance. Gradually, they also sank into the principles in the book.

Time passed little by little.

The next morning, as the morning light faded, some people near the courtyard got up and walked out of their homes.

People in this era generally wake up early and get up and get busy before dawn.

But today, after many people went out, they couldn't help but be stunned. They vaguely heard the sound of children reading loudly, coming from the "haunted house" in the distance.

……

……

Master Zhu didn't sleep well last night.

The strange thing yesterday was always on my mind.

When he got up in the morning, his wife had already prepared breakfast. After he washed his face and sat at the dining table drinking rice porridge, he still seemed distracted.

"What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?" The old wife looked at him in surprise.

Master Zhu shook his head and said, "I just think about that person yesterday, and I always feel that it is not simple."

After he brought home the silver coins he picked up yesterday, he was still feeling uneasy. Finally, he couldn't hold back and went to the dental shop to inquire about it.

Fortunately, I remembered the appearance clearly, and the Taoist priest went there as expected.

But when he learned from his old manager that Ji Ping'an had rented the ghost house in the west of the city, he stopped visiting.

It's just that the body can't let go, but the heart can't let go.

The old wife advised:

"You, I just read too many stories about ghosts and ghosts. Why are there so many strange things? It's just a coincidence. If someone compliments you or says something nice, you will take it seriously. That house is the cheapest, and it's not the first. You can move in. You might be scared away after two days, and you might not even be able to survive one night."

Master Zhu put down the porridge bowl, stood up and said:
"I'm going out for a walk."

"Hey, wear more clothes, it's winter." The old wife said hurriedly.

When Master Zhu walked out of the house, he did not go to the familiar wine shop by some strange coincidence. Instead, he walked to the west of the county town in a daze.

Then I saw a few acquaintances walking towards me, talking about them.

"What happened?" He stepped forward and asked.

"Ah, Master Zhu," one person was startled, and after first bowing his hands in greeting, he said mysteriously:
"Something happened. Did you hear that a young Taoist priest lived in the ghost house over there yesterday?" Master Zhu's eyelids twitched:
"What's going on? Could it be that you are sneaking around to harm others? Something happened to the little Taoist priest?"

The friend shook his head and said with excitement and awe:
"No, no!
Let me tell you, when people around there got up this morning, do you know what you saw?A group of weasels, as if they had become spirits, uttered human words, knelt in the yard, and followed the Taoist priest to read the sage's book!Those who think about it!

When the sun was about to rise, it stopped, and the old weasel bowed in front of everyone, knelt down and knelt down, just like a human being... Then he led a group of little weasels into the mountains...

Nowadays, it is being said that he must be an expert who can teach even fairies to read..."

Master Zhu froze on the spot and could hardly hear what he said next.

In just one day, the story of the new young Taoist priest in the county who taught the goblins spread like wildfire in the city.

Countless people came to see the strange thing, but they didn't dare to really get close at all. They just looked up and admired it from a distance.

When Ji Pingan came out of the courtyard again and ate in the city, he walked along the street. From time to time, people on both sides of the street looked at him in awe, and some people raised their hands in salutes.

He just laughed it off.

It turns out that the so-called haunted house is nothing more than a group of spiritually enlightened mountain spirits and wild monsters who took over the house because it had been unoccupied for a long time and came to sleep at night.

That's why I scared away all the tenants.

Not a "reborn person", just a simple spirit, not even a "demon".

There are some spirits practicing deep in the mountains, but they have been practicing hard in the past and now that the earth has revived, they follow their instincts to practice.

Although Ji Ping'an had a deep grudge with the demon clan, he was not a defender of the Taoism, and he would not yell at all the demons to kill them.

For such a wild monster like this, who has never committed any evil or murder, and has a heart for the Tao, he doesn't mind giving some casual enlightenment.

If you can develop a giant willow mountain god like Beiling City, you can also protect a place's safety.

Of course, even if this weasel can really succeed in cultivation one day, it will be at least a hundred years later.

"Tsk, I was thinking about how to become famous without leaving any trace, but this turned out to be smoother than expected."

Ji Ping'an thought.

In the following days, he only studied and practiced in the courtyard every day, and occasionally went out to eat.

Occasionally, the common people in the county are brave enough to come up and chat for a few words, and they are as excited as if they have been appreciated by an expert.

The weasel didn't bother us anymore, which was polite.

There are not many experts in the imperial court in this small county, and the nearest state religion and Taoist temples are far away.

The little noise that Ji Ping'an made was a miracle in the eyes of mortals, but it was not enough to alarm the court and the Taoist sect.

However, Master Zhu came to him several times to ask for advice on spiritual practice, and Ji Ping'an casually taught him an introductory recipe for nourishing qi.

For ordinary people, it only has the effect of strengthening the body, so Master Zhu was overjoyed and often brought fresh food.

This made Ji Ping'an feel inexplicable, recalling the hundred years when he became a mortal.

The return of the stars, the war between monsters, the Buddha, the headmaster... all the big figures who want to destroy the city are too far away from ordinary people, but it is such ordinary and trivial things that can bring back the reality of walking in the world.

Another ten days passed like this, just two days before the end of this month, one evening.

Ji Ping'an's small house welcomed an uninvited guest.

"Are you the new master in the county?"

A middle-aged woman wearing a simple sarong, with mediocre appearance and a slightly bloated figure, opened the courtyard door with a carefree attitude, walked to Ji Ping'an, who was recuperating with her eyes closed, and sat down opposite him.

"We can't even call him an 'expert', he's just a duckweed walking around in the world." Ji Ping'an opened his eyes and said with a smile.

There was no surprise in his tone.

The mediocre woman glanced at him in surprise, and suddenly said with an ambiguous expression:

"Aren't you curious who I am? What do I want from you?"

Ji Ping'an smiled and stood up slightly, but still maintained a lazy sitting posture. He raised his hand and picked up the purple clay pot sent by Master Zhu. An upside-down tea bowl lifted itself up and placed itself against the spout of the pot.

After it was filled, he jumped again and sent himself in front of the woman.

"When friends come from afar, they should be treated with courtesy. As for the rest, they will naturally say what they want to say. Why ask?" Ji Ping'an put down the teapot and said with a smile.

The mediocre woman looked at him for a moment, as if trying to see through him. After a while, the woman smiled:
"I hate people like you who are pretentious the most."

Ji Ping'an folded his hands and kept smiling.

The next second, the woman stopped her smile and said calmly:

"Open the skylight and speak out. If I guess correctly, you must be a reborn person!"

Ji Ping'an still kept his smile, seemingly without any nervousness or shock.

The mediocre woman narrowed her eyes, which was a little different from the reaction she expected.

In her opinion, as a reborn person, once the other party is suddenly exposed by her, he will inevitably become nervous.

It's not surprising that he even casts spells under pressure.

These are all very normal reactions.

But the other party was terrifyingly calm.

Did you guess wrong?
But how to explain this indifferent attitude?
As for whether the other party was a member of the Taoist sect and had deliberately set a trap, the woman had already investigated it repeatedly before arriving and confirmed that there were no traces of the Taoist sect's actions in the surrounding area.

Then he came directly to the door.

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Finally, Ji Ping'an asked calmly.

This sentence.But it's also equivalent to admitting it.

The mediocre woman suppressed her doubts and smiled again:
"If it's not my fellow Taoist, then you can assume that I haven't been here. If it is..."

The meaning in Ji Ping'an's eyes: "If so, so what?"

The mediocre woman looked arrogant, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised:
"If so. Then I will use a new identity to talk to you."

After a pause, the woman stared at him and said calmly:

"Fellow Taoist, hello from the 'human world'!"

While saying this, the woman was guessing the other person's reaction in her heart.

Is it surprise and consternation, or is it confusion about this name.

She is not surprised.

However, the reaction of the young Taoist priest in front of him was a bit... strange.

The look he looked at her was a little narrow, and the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually widened.

And the next words he said really caused the woman's demeanor to change drastically.

Just listen to Ji Pingan sitting lazily in the wicker chair, folding his hands and saying in a leisurely tone:
"Wei Qingqing, if we haven't seen you for two months, don't you recognize our master?"

a bolt from the blue! !
At this moment, the mediocre woman's expression suddenly changed. She stood up suddenly as if she saw a god, and subconsciously stepped back. At the same time, her appearance changed drastically.

The disguise was broken and the original appearance was restored:
Wearing a white silk ribbon on his head, plain clothes and linen, he is about thirty years old, with a slightly pointed chin, neat temples, and eyes as cold as autumn water.

In the Daqian era, the "Yu Ling Dao" monk, Wei Qingqing!
Ji Ping'an, Ye Hongling, and Yu Yu investigated the Yunlin Temple case together and traced it back to Qiantang County.

Then, stepping into the trap set by Taoist Banshan, Ji Ping'an faced "Mrs. Wei" head-on.

He also revealed her origins and clarified the misunderstanding between the two:
Wei Qingqing's husband, the famous general "Wei Wuji" of the Daqian Dynasty, was not killed by Ji Ping'an and the God Emperor, but by the Daqian court.

After that, Ji Pingan reached an agreement with her to help her find Wei Wuji, and Wei Qingqing cooperated with him and acted in a play together.

As a result, he passed the test of "Moshan Taoist" and officially joined the "Human World" of the Reborn Organization, which also became a hidden secret placed by Ji Ping'an in the organization.

It all sounds like it happened a long time ago, but in reality it was only a few months apart.

"You are...you are..."

Wei Qingqing was stunned and lost her voice. She was so shocked by this scene that she almost lost control and released the "ghost", with a vague red lantern flying behind her.

But the next second, she was suppressed.

Ji Pingan, who was sitting peacefully, also removed his disguise and returned to his true appearance, looking at her with a smile:
"What? Surprised?"

Wei Qingqing opened her mouth, not knowing how to respond. She said:

"Shouldn't you be in Yuhang... I've heard about your fight... By the way, there was a heavy snowfall in Yuhang City a few days ago, and the demon clan almost destroyed it. There are rumors that you appeared..."

To the average person, news travels slowly.

But for an organization like "Human World", the news of the national master's appearance in Yuhang City had already been known after more than a month.

As for Ji Ping'an's disappearance, it was information that only a few people knew.

When Wei Qingqing heard the news, she was shocked. As one of the few people who knew Ji Ping'an's true identity.

She could vaguely guess that Ji Pingan might have activated some "truck cards".

But she was still shocked - after all, when she died, Ji Ping'an was far from being the strongest star official in future generations.

But at this moment, Grand Master Zhou actually appeared in front of her in this way. How could she not be frightened and lose her composure?
As for Ji Ping'an, facing the excited Wei Qingqing, he just nodded lightly and said with a smile:
"Has the news spread? Yes, I killed those demon kings."

……

I made a detailed outline in the evening, and the next plot is probably smoothed out.
(End of this chapter)