As a modern Xia Kingdom with developed online information, various stories that happen to the folk every day are shared online for people to comment and enjoy.

Of course, there are exceptions. A video of a light master who suddenly appeared in Hengcheng was popular in a small range for a while, but then, all the consultations of various versions disappeared, and the topic was quickly suppressed by the official.

On the surface, this strange story has only caused some turmoil among those who have experienced it personally. However, in the past few days, Hengcheng has actually been in a turbulent tide.

The security bureau and the police suddenly became busy. Especially the staff who were inspecting and monitoring the labor intensity increased exponentially.

Since he had already rescued the person, Yuan Xing was mentally prepared to be found. When he was looking for a job, he had already explained to Lao Liu that he would not have been doing it for a few days. But he did not expect that the official action was so fast. On the third day of work, he had just had lunch, and he felt something strange around him with outstanding spiritual sense.

Yuan Xing felt very melancholy inside. When the task was unexpected, the business trip became a free trip and finally became a poor trip. After two days of sleeping in the open, I finally had a place to stay. Unexpectedly, it was broken in just two days of stability.

After all, he did not do anything illegal and disciplined. He did not believe that the world's officials would do anything to him, but he was afraid of trouble. How should a time traveler who had no proof of identity and could not lie explain his origin?

If you have such time to grind your mouth, it’s better to save some money to go out to practice. It’s better than racking your brains to deal with the government’s inquiries.

So, Yuanxing took advantage of the lack of customers and solemnly bid farewell to Lao Liu, who was holding him. Then he walked out of the fresh food store with a pocket.

He glanced at the street and smiled, turned quietly, and quickly turned into a nearby alley. When several strong men hurriedly chased him, the dead end in front of him was empty, and there was no monk's figure.

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The next morning, Hengcheng Retirement Center, not far from the fresh food shop where Yuanxing works.

The door of Building B 102 was knocked on. As soon as the door was opened, Li Heng stepped forward and hugged the old woman who opened the door: "Grandma, I miss you so much."

"Oh, it's Xiaoheng." The old woman's face was full of surprise and hugged Li Heng back.

"I called a few days ago and said I had to work overtime, but why did I suddenly come back today?" A cold snorted from the room. The nanny pushed a wheelchair to the living room. An old man in the wheelchair was staring at the two people standing at the door.

"Grandpa." Li Heng seemed to be afraid of the old man and hurriedly explained seriously: "This time it's really a business." After that, he glanced at the middle-aged nanny.

The latter immediately understood and found an excuse to buy groceries and went out.

"What should I say at home?" the old man frowned and asked, "I'm retired, can I let me relax?"

Li Heng first helped the old lady sit on the sofa, but did not directly answer his grandfather's question, but turned on the TV and played a video on his phone.

The two old men looked at each other in confusion first before they began to focus on the TV. When they saw the figure flying into the air on the screen landing, they were surprised to breathe together.

"This is a video circulating on the Internet three days ago. The location happened in Hengcheng," Li Heng explained: "There were many witnesses at that time, and the firefighters' camera equipment were also taken. This incident quickly received attention from the Hengcheng police."

Although the video was not a professional photographer and the picture was shaking very well, it was generally taken by the person who jumped up to save the child. Unfortunately, due to the angle problem, I could only recognize that the man was a bald monk wearing a monk's robe.

"Then what? Your Security Bureau won't take over just because a legendary master of light skills suddenly appeared? He actually reported to Kyoto. Is this time true?" The old man frowned. It was not a pity that he asked. He retired from the Kyoto Security Bureau, and the natural gates inside were clear. Since the tense was stable, especially in recent years, many similar news have emerged. The relevant departments initially investigated it, but unfortunately they were mostly scammers who relied on the names of ancient martial arts or qigong to deceive. There were one or two people with some skills in the middle, but they were just more capable than ordinary people.

"Grandpa, I'll ask you, will Mr. Shi, who we have been looking for before, know how to be martial arts?" Li Heng asked softly.

"Huh?" The old man stared at him for a long time before hesitating and replied: "Mr. Liu Ziyu always claimed that Mr. Shi had Buddhist supernatural powers until his death. Others thought he was old and confused, but your grandmother and I believed it. If there were no supernatural powers, how could he save so many students in the fire?" At this point, he suddenly raised his eyebrows: "This work has been stagnant for so many years, why have you mentioned it again? Is there a new clue?" His tone became unconsciously rapid.

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As soon as he finished speaking, the old woman next to him also stood up.

Li Heng was so scared that he hurried forward and pressed his grandmother back on the sofa as comfortedly. Then he hesitated for a moment before taking a sheathed knife from his briefcase and handing it over: "Look, do you know this?"

The old woman glanced at him and then reached out to take it. She took out the reading glasses from her pocket and put it on. She carefully observed the knife in her hand, like an ordinary dagger, with a simple and old style. In addition to the sign of the word on the wooden scabbard, there was also a line of small words. She pronounced it out: "Who makes a boat in the sea of ​​life and death? Who makes a boat? The long night of ignorance, who makes a lamp torch? This seems to be a ring knife used by monks." She turned the knife over and looked at the other side. It was smooth and there was no pattern or text. Her eyes moved along the scabbard to the hilt. Seeing that there seemed to be a row of small words on it, she approached, and then her lips trembled, and suddenly shouted: "Old man, come and take a look."

The old man was watching nervously, and when he heard her words, he hurriedly took the knife into his hand. He was shocked to see the words on it. He turned to his grandson and asked sternly: "Where did you find this thing?"

I saw four small characters "Qingzhou Yuanxing" engraved on the hilt of the knife. Obviously, this is the sword lost by Yuanxing.

These two old men are not others, but students who Yuan Xing traveled to this world last time to teach, Meng Zhaodi and Li Hongyi. As time goes by, the childhood sweethearts back then are now white-haired old men.

"Don't worry, you two, I'll explain it now." Li Heng was ready and operated his phone again. Another picture appeared on the TV screen again.

This is obviously a surveillance video on the street, because the angle is fixed, and there are small words below that show the time when the image occurs.

The picture shows a busy road, a monk carrying a black backpack walking on the street, looking around, as if looking at something. Looking at the costumes, he was obviously the protagonist of the previous video. This time, due to angle, he happened to be photographed on the front of the monk.

Li Heng clicked on his phone, and the picture instantly freezes and enlarges, and a clear face appears on the TV screen.

"Is this person Mr. Shi the one we have been looking for before?" he asked.

At some point, the old couple's hands were already held together. When they heard their grandson's words, they leaned forward and stared at the scene and looked again and again. After a long time, Meng Zhaodi suddenly turned his head and asked anxiously, "Where is he?"

Just now, when Li Heng saw the reaction of his elders, he had an answer in his heart. He thought that he had really come back this time, and that monk was indeed the provider of the No. 0 Machine.

Thinking of the various speculations made by many scientific researchers about this person's identity a few years ago, he couldn't help but feel excited. Will the mystery that has plagued the entire Xiaguo scientific research community for many years be revealed in his own hands?

He suppressed his emotions, organized the language before explaining: "Our people had actually found this through surveillance video yesterday afternoon... Well, Mr. Shi, but unfortunately he seemed to have noticed it, and disappeared mysteriously again. We were busy all night last night, and almost checked all the surveillance in the city, but no trace of him was found again."

"Come on, talk about it." Meng Zhao pulled him to his side for the first time: "How did you find him?"

"This..." Li Heng hesitated a little.

"Hmph, little brat, don't forget that although we are retired, we still hold the title of Security Bureau Consultant and have the right to know these things." Li Hongyi next to him couldn't stand it anymore, turned his wheelchair to his grandson, and snorted coldly, "Do you want me to call your director?"

"Don't, I'm organizing the language." Li Heng was shocked, and hurriedly shook his hand with a smile. After thinking about it, he said again: "The matter must start with a report..."

While explaining to his grandparents, he controlled the phone and videos appeared one after another.

It turned out that three days ago, on June 15, Xia Guo time, a enthusiastic citizen reported the case that the master who rescued a child who fell from the north of the city lost his backpack and was searching for it. At that time, two branch police officers were responsible for receiving the case. They naturally knew about Yuanxing's rescue and had watched videos online. Because there were familiar firefighters who testified, they naturally would not have any doubts about this matter like on the Internet. At least the child was rescued.

The two felt that they could not let the hero rescued the person sweat and cry, so they carefully retrieved the surveillance camera at that time. After another day of searching, on the afternoon of the 16th, they found the scavenger who picked up the backpack.

"It's a pity that the scavenger is not very clear-headed. After getting a backpack, he only left the money and knife, and the rest of the things were thrown into the river..." Li Heng sighed with regret.

At this time, the scene of Yuan Xing wandering around the corner of the city was still playing on the TV.

While listening to the grandson's story, the two old men watched Yuan Xing sway into a park on the scene, and then sat down on a bench by the river.

Li Heng glanced at the TV. He watched these videos more than once, so he naturally became familiar with them. As his fingers slid on his phone, the speed of the image began to accelerate.

I saw people coming and going on the scene, and pedestrians quickly passed by the bench. Only the monk seemed to be stationary forever. Until it was dark and the video turned black and white, he still fell and didn't even shake his shoulders.

"He, he just sat like this all night?" Meng Zhaodi pointed at the image of the skylight and asked in surprise.

"Although people always call him a literary madman and a murderer who breaks the precepts, he is a practitioner, and he has always been..." Li Hongyi sighed.

Li Heng couldn't help but hear the scene after deciphering the various deeds of Yuanxing before and after the Battle of Hengcheng last year. Only then did the world know that the two pseudonyms of Qin Kong and Fo Chan, who were active in the southern literary world during the war, were actually the same vest. Therefore, various remarks on the Internet are still popular, which is mixed with praise and criticism. When he thinks of this, he can't help but sigh.

The person in the picture teaches publicly in school as a monk. The newspapers do not hesitate to criticize the literary master. He was arrested and released for protecting the criminal who killed his husband. He abandoned his pen and went to the army to experience the cruel defense battle, and finally died in the enemy's shelling. These experiences are really story-based. But many people don't know that this person is also the provider of the No. 0, and is more likely to be the only person in the world who can prove the theory of time and space traveling through time...

"What are you thinking about? Keep talking." Suddenly, his head hurt. His grandfather's scolding made him come back to his senses, and he realized that the images on the TV had stopped.

He quickly controlled his phone and the video continued to play. The skylight could be seen in the screen. The monk on the bench finally moved. He moved his hands and feet, then carried his bags, and quietly left the park when he was Tathagata.

Li Heng continued to explain to his grandparents: "The two policemen couldn't wait for the owner after finding something, so they could only report it. It was a coincidence that the branch director had participated in the search for Mr. Shi and was deeply impressed by the law name Yuanxing. As soon as he saw the dagger, he hurriedly contacted the local security bureau, and our investigation team flew to Hengcheng. We mobilized a lot of manpower and searched through all the surveillance monitors in Hengcheng before finding these clues."

They watched Yuanxing wash and drink water at the faucet in the park. Then they wandered aimlessly on the street, and then entered a jewelry store.

"He should have nowhere to go and there is no money." Li Heng said the inference of the investigation team: "We went to investigate this store, and at that time..." He was about to talk about the monk, but after receiving a grandfather's eye knife, he quickly changed his words: "Mr. Shi exchanged a piece of silver for five hundred Xia Yuan here." He raised his chin and lit the screen.

On the picture, the monk walked out of the jewelry store with a smile, carefully received the money from the backpack, and then he touched his stomach and began to wander around again.

The next scene happened was seen before, and it was the scene where he saved people.

"It is worth mentioning that Mr. Shi seems to be able to teleport somehow. Some people say that this is a Buddhist supernatural power. You see, he saved people at around 11 o'clock on the 15th. He suddenly disappeared for a while in the middle and appeared on the nearby streets. It seemed that because the road was not familiar with, he returned to the scene at 13 o'clock in the afternoon to find the lost backpack, and then suddenly disappeared. We checked the cameras of the nearby streets and found nothing. Finally, he was found in the south of the city. The interval was only one minute, and it was not so fast from the north of the city to the south of the city."

The old couple looked at each other without saying a word. Due to the appearance of the Zero machine, they have made various speculations over the years. Combined with Liu Ziyu's swearing statement, it seems that there is nothing strange about knowing some kind of Buddhist supernatural powers.

"Then he has no money at all? He hasn't eaten?" The woman was always more careful. Meng Zhaodi stared at the picture and murmured.

"It should be." Li Heng nodded with a sigh.

"Buddhism emphasizes not eating after noon. At this time, I will definitely not go to eat."

They watched the monk run to hide from the rain, stood under the awning until late at night before entering meditation. In the bitter wind and rain, they seemed to have discovered something until dawn, and quickly walked out of the surveillance range.

"From the time point, he stayed at the Lao Liu Fresh Fresh Shop on Linjiang Street to work. He only asked for a lunch. He didn't suddenly resign until he discovered our secret surveillance yesterday afternoon."

"What?" Meng Zhaodi raised his eyebrows and said in disbelief: "I've been there only yesterday..." Speaking of this, she beat her hands in annoyance. It turned out that it wasn't her illusion at that time?

Li Heng pursed his lips and continued in a low voice: "I was busy all night last night, and all the surveillance equipment in the city did not find him. There are two speculations at present, either he used his magical power to leave Hengcheng, or it was..."

"Back to eighty years ago?" Li Hongyi leaned his body against the back of the wheelchair like a loss, looking very dazed.

"Shenzu Tong is also known as Ruyi Tong. It is said that he can travel freely and unhinderedly across the Three Thousand Worlds. Now it can be confirmed that Mr. Shi is a Buddhist master. It was rumored that he was shot dead by artillery. He was searched several times but didn't see the corpse?" Li Heng saw that the two old men were in a wrong state, so he hurried forward to comfort him.

"We have sent a notice of cooperation investigation to the surrounding cities. Once we find out, we will get the news immediately. I have a sense that sooner or later, he will appear again."

"I hope it's good to meet again when I'm about to come." Meng Zhaodi looked at her husband and grandson for a while before lowering her eyelids and sighed quietly.
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