But he said that Feng Zhou was seventy years old, sitting alone on the beach, looking up at the floating clouds, looking at the tide in the distance, suddenly he had an understanding, and suddenly he suddenly understood the truth of martial arts from the outside to the inside, and the internal force breeds, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and smile.

Who knew that between this smile, the white light flashed in front of him, and the scenery changed rapidly, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had stood in a barren mountain and wilderness at some point.

"What's going on? What's wrong with me?"

His thoughts were born, and he suddenly remembered the scene when he first arrived in the Republic of China, and hurriedly lowered his head to check himself, and sure enough, he found that he had fine skin and tender flesh, shiny skin, without any roughness just now, and the energy in the body was extremely abundant, and the qi and blood were like rainbows. It's even more powerful than when he was passing martial arts in Jinmen a few decades ago.

He found a small puddle and took a photo, and found that he was seventeen or eighteen years old, heroic, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that I have returned to my teenage years again, but my cultivation has not diminished in the slightest, but I have become even better, and then I have come to a new world, but I am surrounded by barren mountains and mountains, and I have to find out what year and month this is, and where I am. ”

Thinking of this, he glanced at his clothes again and couldn't help but sigh.

It is the clothes that I wore when I was in my seventies, sitting by the sea and enjoying my life, wearing a Tang costume.

Although this Tang costume is made of the finest clothing, after all, it is an elderly costume, and it is always a bit nondescript to wear it as a teenager.

"Forget it, if you find a house on the top of the mountain, let's find a way to change into clothes that suit the situation. He muttered to himself as he plucked off a jade wrench in his hand and put it in his arms.

There are ancient wooden cliffs everywhere around, and from time to time I see a goshawk flying in the air, and there are bursts of birdsong, and there are a little fireflies at the foot of the path, which is partial to rotting grass. The road is sandwiched, and it is extremely difficult to walk.

However, Feng Zhou's internal force traveled all over his body, and his physical strength was endless, so he naturally did not take the immediate predicament to heart, looked up at the sun, identified the direction, and walked straight to the north.

Because I am not familiar with the geographical environment, and I go all the way over the mountains and mountains, I walked very slowly, and I found a ruined mountain temple to sleep in the night, and saw the mountain god paint in the temple, the dust accumulated two inches thick, and the wooden table was rotten, and I don't know how many years ago it was built, but I know that no one has come for more than ten years.

After dealing with it in the mountain temple for a night, the next day he caught a roe deer and roasted it and ate it, and then continued north.

By noon, the mountain had eased, and soon a mountain village had come into view.

From a distance, the village is a plain in the distance, with a mountain road winding through the village, leading into the mountains on one side and into the mountains on the other.

When he entered the mountain village, he saw an old woman basking in the sun at the door of her house, and he hurriedly stepped forward to say hello: "Old woman." ”

The old woman looked up at Feng Zhou, was stunned, couldn't help rubbing her eyes, and glanced at Feng Zhou again.

"Little Master, what's the matter?"

"Little Master?" Feng Zhou was stunned, a lightning bolt passed by in his heart, he took a closer look at the old woman's dress, and then touched his head, and suddenly understood in his heart.

He hurriedly clasped his hands together, made a monk movement, bowed to the old lady, and said, "Don't hide it from the old woman, the little monk is a monk of Shaolin Temple...... Fengtong, I was ordered by the master to travel all over the world, but I didn't want to get lost here, and I couldn't get out of this mountain for several days, but fortunately I met you, and I dared to ask the old woman, what is this place?"

"Oh, it turned out to be a senior monk of Shaolin Temple, this is Yimeng Mountain, which covers a lot of land and is easy to get lost. ”

It seems that the old woman is not an ignorant mountain person, and she actually knows the name of the Shaolin Temple.

He said a few more words, knowing that it was now the Qianlong period, and it had been more than 100 years since the Qing army entered the customs, and all ordinary people had to shave their foreheads, and then leave long braids on the back of their heads, commonly known as "yin and yang heads". So when the old woman saw him with short hair, her first thought was that she thought he was a little monk with a shaved face.

In order to completely enslave the Han people, destroy the national self-esteem of the Han people, and maintain the rule of the Manchu Dynasty, the Qing army relied on the army and forcibly issued a "hair shaving order", stipulating that wherever the Qing army went, regardless of the officials and people, they should shave their heads, cut their hair and hang down their braids, and those who did not obey should be beheaded. Its executive slogan is: keep your head without hair, leave your hair without your head.

On the one hand, they used the imperial examination system to break the rebellious mentality of the landlord class and gather the best talents in it. On the one hand, the possible dissatisfaction was suppressed through the shaving order, and the successive emergence of Shunzhi, Kangxi, Yongzheng, and Qianlong, several extremely politically skilled emperors, constantly promoted what kind of literary prison, In this 120-year-old period, although there were constantly all kinds of uprisings of the people, they were soon suppressed, so in the Qianlong period, their ruling power was quite stable.

So on the ground of today's China, as long as you are Han, you have to have the same hairstyle as the Manchurians, so when the old woman saw Feng Zhou's short hair, she subconsciously thought that he was a little monk.

When Feng Zhou's thoughts were flying, the old woman saw that he was unkempt and his clothes were a little nondescript, so she couldn't help but be kind, and said to Feng Zhou: "Little Master, I see that it is very hard for a person to walk in this world, why don't you come to my house to drink saliva?"

Feng Zhou, of course, couldn't ask for it, and after following the old woman into the courtyard, he found that she only had a daughter-in-law, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old grandson, and a one-year-old girl. When the daughter-in-law saw that a guest had entered the courtyard, she hurriedly boiled water to make tea, and cooked for life.

During the meal, I learned that the old woman's family name was Zhang, her husband died early, and her son worked in a dart bureau in Zhili Prefecture, Henan, and he could earn a lot of silver every year, so the family business was richer.

Although the dart game is a serious profession, but the world is unstable, so go south and north, in fact, the head is tied to the belt of the trousers, in order to bless her son out of the dart safety, so the old woman believes in the Buddha, not only every day on the incense and bow, but also within the scope of the ability to do some good deeds, bless the son all the way safe.

This is also the reason why Feng Zhou was able to eat this meal.

After a meal, Feng Zhou's body has become warm, he has nothing left over, so he took out the jade wrench finger in his arms and handed it to the old lady: "Auntie, thank you for your hospitality, the little monk travels all over the world, and there is nothing left, this is a gift when Xuzhou recites the scriptures for a rich family, please accept it." ”

Shandong people are hospitable, the old lady is a good person who believes in Buddhism, and she refuses to say anything to seal the jade wrench of the boat, according to what she said, it is just a meal, it is nothing, if you take the jade wrench, is it not disrespectful to Guanyin Bodhisattva?

Feng Zhou said with a smile: "Auntie, I have traveled all over the world, and the clothes on my body have been lost in the mountains, if my aunt's family has adult men's clothes, it is better to give me one, this jade wrench is even if it is clothes and food money." ”

The old lady of the Zhang family waved her hand, resolutely pushed Feng Zhou's hand back, and said with a smile: "It's just one piece of clothing, my son has a few old clothes, you make do with them first, and tomorrow I will ask my grandson Xiaohu to take you to the tailor shop in the town to make a few monk robes." You're a jade wrench, I'm afraid a hundred monk's robes can do it. ”

"Monk's robe!"

Feng Zhou secretly scolded himself in his heart, but his face was not obvious, and his mouth expressed gratitude.

The next day, the old woman went to call her grandson Xiaohu and asked him to take Feng Zhou to the tailor shop in the town to make two clothes, so as not to let people kill people when they saw Feng Zhou's face.

Xiaohu naturally agreed, and the two of them set off early in the morning and walked to a small town on the sun, which was already very close to the plain.

After entering the town, Feng Zhou first found a pawnshop, gave his jade wrench to him, and exchanged it for fifty taels of silver. When the ticket reads, "The dilapidated jade wrench finger weighs a total of three taels and two dollars, and the deposit is fifty taels." ”

Even if something new arrives in a pawnshop, it will become worn and old.

The pawnshops in the world are all under this rule, and it is not strange to seal the boat, but the jade wrench finger is also "worn", which is a bit too much.

He bought himself two pieces of clothes, gave them to the neighbor's children, exchanged them for some loose silver taels, and then bought some meat to give to the old lady of the Zhang family.

Xiaohu is a warm-hearted person, at first he said that he would not accept the clothes sent by Feng Zhou, until Feng Zhou was about to throw them, he happily accepted the clothes, and thanked him a thousand times.

The two laughed and laughed all the way back to the small mountain village, and when they had just turned the last hill, they were suddenly stunned by the scene before them. Not far away, the usually peaceful mountain village was a mess of smoke at this time......

There were constant cries, screams, and even unbridled laughter.

"It's not good, there is danger in the village!" Feng Zhou only caught the little tiger under his arm for a moment, and flew forward, like a cheetah galloping between the mountains.