The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

This is a clean street, it may have just been taken care of by the drizzle, and there is still water in the gaps between the bluestone slabs on the road.

As soon as Fang Qian stepped into the black hole, he appeared in the middle of the street the next moment.

After he glanced, the black hole had disappeared, and Lu Lan naturally did not follow.

Fang Qian took out his disciple order and tried to contact Lu Lan and Tang Jingci, but as expected, there was no response.

Fang Qian stuffed his disciple Ling back into his storage bag, and suddenly missed his mobile phone when he was traveling in another world.Modern technology is better, there is signal coverage when entering the ground, unlike the Disciple Order, it can only be used as a decoration across a secret realm.

He sighed, and then looked around. There was no one here, and wind chimes were hung on the eaves on both sides of the street, and the breeze brought pleasant sounds.

Fang Qian stood on the road and hesitated for a moment. Just as he was about to walk towards a shop, he heard footsteps. A young man in Taoist robes came out from the street holding a hexagram banner.

"Today there is a dragon coming out of the North Sea, holding a candle in the secluded capital, with a chapter imitating a phoenix..."

Seeing that the man was walking babbling all the way, and had no intention of stopping when passing by Fang Qian, Fang Qian simply stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's arm.

The little Taoist froze all of a sudden, and said sternly, pressing his hand tightly on his waist, which was probably where his purse was: "Who! What are you doing!"

Although the little Taoist looked fierce, Fang Qian could clearly feel the trembling from his arm, which was obviously caused by his fright.It was the first time he met someone who had such a reaction when he bumped into him, and subconsciously touched his face, I look like a bad guy?This little Taoist's physiognomy should be extremely bad.

It's just that although the little Taoist's eyes are bright, his pupils are not in focus like ordinary people, and even a little bit shifted.He stretched out his hand and waved in front of the little Taoist. Although the little Taoist reacted a bit, he tilted his head slightly and listened with his ears.Fang Qian finally understood: "You can't see?"

When Fang Qian made a sound, the little Taoist immediately felt that the sound was like a spring breeze.What's more, the purse in his hand was tightly covered, and he didn't see the other party's intention to snatch it, so he immediately relaxed a little: "I don't know why this gentleman stopped me?"

The little Taoist seemed to have suddenly remembered his identity, and said with an ah: "Do you want to tell a fortune, sir?"

Seeing that the little Taoist priest had calmed down, Fang Qian let go of his hand.But this place is in a secret realm after all, who knows if the little Taoist priest will slip away suddenly like a ghost-faced mushroom, so I still take half a step sideways, staring at the little Taoist priest to prevent him from running away suddenly: "Foretelling... that's fine too .But before that, I have some questions to ask."

Probably a misunderstanding.The little Taoist straightened his chest, and announced a long list of mountain names, and then a long list of immortal titles.In the end, Fang Qian understood that the little Taoist was afraid that Fang Qian would think that he was not good at fortune-telling, so he mentioned his background.It's a pity that Fang Qian had never heard of any of the things he said, so he could only sneer: "May I ask this little Taoist leader, what is this place?"

It turned out to be a questioner.The little Taoist couldn't help feeling a little discouraged, and even more suspicious: "This is Qingshui Town, sir, are you from another place?"

Fang Qian let out a "hmm".The ones that come from outside the black hole can be counted as coming.However, the name of Qingshui Town is really ordinary, and the buildings here are slightly different from the towns he has seen, maybe the time is not right.

With guesses in his mind, Fang Qian couldn't help but feel a little headache.He pressed the center of his eyebrows: "May I ask, what year is it now?"

The little Taoist frowned.If you ask what day it is, he can understand it, but which year... But he doesn't sound like a bad person when he hears this person's voice. Nine."

Fang Qian took a deep breath, let's do it...he went back to more than 5000 years ago.

It was quite normal for disciple Ling to be unable to contact anyone after dozens of centuries.

The little Taoist waited for a long time, but did not see Fang Qian's next words, so he inevitably thought that he had been raped.Although this person had a nice voice, he didn't seem to be a decent person to pick a blind man like himself to bully him.He sighed, and waved the hexagram in his hand again: "If you don't count, Mister, Xiaodao will leave first."

As he spoke, he took a step to the left, conscious that he would not bump into anyone again, and then walked forward.

"Wait a minute." Fang Qian stretched out an arm and directly stopped the person back: "Who says I don't count, so be it."

"..."

The little Taoist stuck the hexagram banner at the foot of the wall, put down the bamboo basket behind his back, and took out wooden benches, table boards, oracle bones, and even a set of pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

"Sir, what do you want to calculate?"

I want to count a little too much.Fang Qian squatted in front of the hexagram booth and hesitated for a long time: "Forget it, how should I go home."

This question is really weird, but when it comes to Fang Qian's previous weird question, the little Taoist is relieved.It is not easy for him to open a small place like Qingshui Town. I am afraid that whether he can eat or not in the past few days depends entirely on this Mr. Weird.The little Taoist hesitated for a moment, and did not dare to ask Fang Qian to change it, so he simply took out a few copper coins from his pocket and counted them casually.

But this hexagram became more and more complicated, and countless results were deduced.The little Taoist looked solemn, and hesitantly said in Fang Qian's direction: "Sir, there is a home that I can't go back to..."

Fang Qian knew which family he couldn't go back to. He looked at the little Taoist priest with some surprise. He had no aura in him and had never practiced it. He didn't expect that the hexagram was quite accurate.But fortune-telling is not Fang Qian's main purpose: "Where have all the people in this city gone?"

The little Taoist's divination paused, and he "looked" at Fang Qian with a confused look on his face: "It rained a while ago, and everyone probably hasn't gone out yet."

"Oh..." Fang Qian responded casually, and glanced at the surrounding houses. The doors and windows of these houses were all closed, and it didn't look like anyone was there at all.

The little Taoist broke out in a cold sweat, and took the tortoise shell in his hand, stroked the lines on the tortoise shell carefully, and quickly pinched it with one hand.

When he finished the calculation, a crack suddenly appeared on the perfectly intact tortoise shell. The little Taoist held the tortoise shell distressedly, and tremblingly said: "Sir... I'm afraid your home is not with us."

Fang Qian was still studying the situation on the street, but when he heard the words, he turned back to look at the little Taoist priest in surprise: "That's true, is there a way to go back?"

The little Taoist held the tortoise shell, his expression became more and more serious: "If there is a dragon extradition, you can go home."

"Dragon?" Fang Qian was stunned for a moment, he almost forgot that there were traces of dragons in this world more than 5000 years ago.And the dragon clan withdrew from the stage of history, and it was almost in this era.

After the little Taoist finished speaking, the tortoise shell was completely split in two, and he fell into grief while holding the tortoise shell, and there was a hazy mist in his out-of-focus eyes.

Fang Qian felt guilty for bullying children for a moment, but he had bullied children before, so after he took a high-grade spirit stone from the storage bag and stuffed it with the little Taoist priest as compensation, he felt guilty. The feeling is completely gone.

He also has top-grade spirit stones, but it is not suitable for young Taoist priests, after all, he is guilty of committing crimes: "One more thing for me, I need to find someone, can you get the location?"

The little Taoist held the spirit stone with a look of hesitation, his tortoise shell was cracked, and there was no substitute tool.In the end, he sighed, and put the tortoise shell and spirit stone aside: "I'll do the math, but it's not necessarily accurate. Please give me the words, sir."

As he spoke, the little Taoist pushed the pen and paper away from the side.

Fang Qian looked suspiciously at the little Taoist priest's eyes again.But since the little Taoist didn't raise any objections, he respectfully obeyed and wrote a word on the paper.When handing over the paper, I did not forget to say a word: "I wrote Gui, Gui Gui."

The little Taoist made a nasal sound, signaling that he understood.In the meantime, he picked up the piece of paper, stroked the back of the paper with one hand, and used the dryness and wetness of the ink to discern how the word Fang Qian was written.It's just that he is blind after all, and character testing is not his specialty.The little Taoist touched it for a while, then sighed: "This hexagram may not be accurate, so there is no need to give the hexagram funds."

Fang Qian grinned involuntarily. Was that piece of high-grade spirit stone worth a fortune?Either the spirit stones were everywhere 5000 years ago, or the children were too talkative.

The little Taoist frowned slightly, as if he was still hesitating how to express it.In the end he shook his head: "It's hard to find the location, sir, do whatever you want, and you will definitely get what you want in the end."

Fang Qian still couldn't detect any aura from the little Taoist priest, but somehow felt that the little Taoist priest's opening this time seemed to reverse the cause and effect of the world a little bit.Fang Qian didn't know much about the world 5000 years ago, but he could still tell that this little Taoist priest had some skills.

He stood up, took out another spirit stone and put it on the table: "Xiao Daoist, take care of yourself in the future, we may not have a chance to see you again."

After all, they are separated by time.

The trailhead "looked" at the direction Fang Qian was leaving with empty eyes, and finally began to pack his things slowly, picked up the bamboo basket again, and walked out along the street.

"Today there is Longyan, who came out of the North Sea, fell down in South Vietnam, and finally ended up in Beiyuan. Future generations will not meet each other..."

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After Fang Qian and the little Taoist separated, they walked along the street for a while, and stopped in front of a shop with a sign of wine shop recruitment at the door.

He knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside for a long time.Fang Qian hesitated for a moment, then went to push the door...

The door opened by itself, and the man in the shop waiter's clothes stood at the door, yawning with a troubled expression on his face, but his voice was very low: "Who is it so early? Is there something wrong?"

morning?Fang Qian was stunned for a moment, then looked back subconsciously, the original bright sun and the red glow after the rain were gone, but replaced by the hazy morning sun that just jumped out of the horizon.

Fang Qian was silent for a while, it seems that he did not travel again, the time axis here is obviously chaotic.In this way, it is bound to become more difficult to find Tang Jingci.

After all, in a space where time and space may jump at any time, how can one find a living person?