[Comprehensive] Those years when I memorized the Analects of Confucius

In Kong Yun's memory, Kong Yan was always very busy, sometimes it was about family affairs, sometimes it was about Fengshen Academy. Excellent existence——and this, perhaps, will be maintained until a long time into the future.

Kong Yun seldom heard other people's praise for his second brother directly, but some seemingly inadvertent details are enough to reveal the unusualness:

For example, Master Lu Dongbin who has never had an apprentice for thousands of years, but offered to accept Kong Yan as an apprentice; another example, Mr. Shaoling who just casually called him "Ayan" in his study.

Having an excellent older brother is certainly not a bad thing, and Kong Yun has never felt the slightest psychological imbalance because of it. Rather than saying that he is unwilling, it is not a simple sense of loss that cannot be helped and shared with him. .

The refreshing evening breeze passed through the corridor, and the last ray of sunset also disappeared from the distant sky. Bright lights lit up in different houses one after another. I remembered what my second brother said before he left, and he would come back to tutor him in his studies. Yun didn't delay any longer, and walked straight towards the direction of his study.

Turning the last corner along the corridor, his own study room appeared in front of him, and it looked dark from a distance—this made him a little relieved, at least it proved that Kong Yan hadn't been here yet, and he wouldn't find out I stood stupidly in the corridor for a long time.

He took a few steps to the study room, stretched out his hand and opened the door——

It's hard to imagine that in this day and age, there are still people who use candles as the main lighting tool, but at this moment, in the first floor of the basement, which is separated by hundreds of meters, barely undertakes the lighting task. , indeed a few old red candles.

The light in the room was quite bright, but when reflected on the cold stone wall, it cast an indescribable chill.

Different from the wooden furniture used by the Kong family, this small basement compartment in front of you is made of unnamed stones from the beginning to the end, and all the furniture items are neatly and orderly placed in each In the corner, the teacup on the table was still steaming slightly, but the whole room was inexplicably not at all lively.

As if no one had ever lived there.

But Kong Yan knew it was not.

Just an hour ago, an elder of his blood lived in this unpopular room, and now, an hour later, the huge room is empty, and the whole room seems to be intact, but in fact All the formations above have been completely destroyed, leaving no trace of remnants.

and……

His gaze turned slightly, and soon stopped on the only other person in the room—to be precise, on the bloody right arm of the other person.

This discovery made Kong Yan frowned slightly, he silently stepped forward with his long legs, and stood in front of the man in a few steps.

But as soon as a ray of light passed by, the wound that was terrible just a second ago immediately healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. When he stopped his hands and stood up, the shocking flesh and blood had been replaced by new skin.

"It's just an enlightenment book specially written for young children. You are probably the only one who can use it as a healing spell for a doctor and achieve the same effect."

Kong Yan didn't answer the question.

The young man frowned, with obvious disapproval on his face: "...Father."

"I'm fine." Kong Shi said lightly, the breeze passed through the wide-open door, and the candle above it also weakened.For a moment, Kong Yan could almost clearly see the imperceptible exhaustion in the man's eyes, but when the gust of wind passed and the candle flame danced again, everything disappeared without a trace.

"He's not the first to make this choice and he won't be the last."

Under the faint light, Kong Yan heard him order in a calm tone: "Don't worry about this matter, just let him go."

A completely, expected answer.

It was not the first time for Kong Yan to deal with this kind of incident. He was familiar with it. After Kong Shi said so, he nodded calmly—just like every well-behaved and obedient child does: "Okay, Father."

They were silent for a long time, until the tea on the table gradually cooled down, the man opened his eyes and asked him softly: "...Xiao Yun, is it still like that?"

"It's still the same as a year ago, there is no difference." Kong Yan said, "Maybe it's because of an accident in the process of divination—do you need to ask that gentleman from the Ji family to help?"

There is a sequence of hearing, and there is a specialization in the art industry.The Confucian family is good at Confucianism and Taoism, but what the Ji family is good at is the Fengshui divination technique that has been passed down since the Shang and Zhou dynasties.After all, it is extraordinary to deduce the secret of heaven. Even with the relationship between Kong and Ji, it is by no means an easy matter to ask that gentleman to help.

"Ayan—"

Seeing the expressions of the second son, Kong Shi shook his head: "You are too nervous Xiaoyun." Before Kong Yan could refute, the man waved his hand and said calmly: "I know you treasure him, but there is always a way , it is destined that he can only go alone. Whether it is life, death, tribulation, or suffering, he must bear it alone—do you really think you can help him?"

The young man lowered his head silently without making a sound.The dim candlelight poured down quietly, leaving faint candle shadows on the stone slabs of the silent room.

Kong Shi understood what he meant by disagreeing - he knew too well this second son who seemed to be docile and obedient, but actually had more opinions than anyone else, as long as it was something he didn't agree with, no one else would say anything Not the slightest use.

"One year."

Kong Yan was slightly taken aback.

"The last year. If Xiaoyun still doesn't improve by then, let him come back." The man stood up as he said, and he glanced at the empty basement for the last time, and picked up his coat from the stone chair , walked out without looking back: "You should know that we don't have much time."

"...Yes, father."

Kong Yan didn't know what kind of mood she was in, and left the basement.

He went down the stairs, and when he returned to the ground, the sky outside was already very dark. The courtyard was extremely quiet at night, and he could only hear the subtle and one after another cicadas among the branches. He slowly closed his eyes, and then When he opened it, the expression on his face was as calm as water.

The distance between the basement and the study was not too far. When he walked along the cobblestone path and passed through the entire courtyard, the study belonging to Kong Yun appeared in front of him.

……wrong!

Kong Yan is very familiar with the character of his baby brother. Since they agreed to see you in the study, Kong Yun will never break his promise, but now...

His eyes swept across the study room without the slightest light, and Kong Yan's face changed slightly. Thinking of what happened in the evening, he had a vague premonition and guess of uneasiness, which made him quicken his pace and walk. In front of the study, he pushed open the half-closed door——

"...Ayun?"

Kong Yun opened his eyes.

What caught his eyes was endless darkness.This made him subconsciously reach out and touch his eyes - this feeling was very strange, compared to the unreliable possibility of blindness overnight, it was more like being hit by some kind of special shield Visual spells.

Considering that the Kong family has no pranksters, there is only one possibility left:

He was... Kidnapped?

His hands were not tied, and he seemed to be able to move freely. His legs... He stretched out his hand, and touched it carefully. When he touched a place that looked like a wall, he used his hands as a support. stood up.

Well, it seems that simple activities are fine except for the vision being blocked.

After confirming the condition of his own body, he began to check his belongings in an orderly manner - basically all the things related to communication or not related to communication were searched away, and the only thing that survived was the "" Huainanzi", obviously, although I don't know where he is now, it is obviously impossible to contact his family.

Realizing this, Kong Yun was not depressed either.On the contrary, he is now calmer than usual at almost any time. After confirming the condition of his body and the objects around him, he began to recall the whole process of this sudden kidnapping——

He remembered that he seemed to have pushed open the door of the study.There was no light in the room, but moonlight crept in through the half-opened window, vaguely reflecting a familiar figure.

This is not surprising.

With the defense formation of the Confucian family, the possibility of outsiders wanting to break into the multiple defense formations on the outside, invade the interior, and then walk away without causing any sensation after robbing him is basically zero, but if It was the people inside the Kong family who wanted to leave, and things became very simple.

In other words, those who kidnapped him would only be people from within the Kong family, and could only be people from within the Kong family.

While recalling the scene at that time, he quickly made a judgment in his heart - when he opened the door, he felt that the person's back was very familiar, and it was precisely because of this familiarity that he did not raise any precautions or A vigilant mentality, that is to say, not only does he know this person, but it is even very likely that he is an elder he knows well on weekdays.

I don't know if the loss of vision strengthened his sense of hearing. As the door was pushed open, a familiar voice sounded unhurriedly not far from him:

"...Yes, he is here with me now."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to him." As if amused by the other person's words, the man chuckled, and his casual voice was full of ridicule: "Of course I won't do anything to him .”

"—Because he and I are the same kind of people."