Seeing that the sky was already dark, there was only a ray of sunset on the horizon.

At this time, Chen Lang finally saw a large group of refugees resting not far away.

"I'll go, I'm tired!"

Looking at the refugees in front of him, Chen Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and finally didn't have to worry about being taken away by wild beasts in the middle of the night.

But be careful, who knows if these refugees will embarrass themselves.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Lang took a step and walked towards the group of refugees.

"Who's there?!"

As soon as Chen Lang approached, before he could speak, a hoarse voice came from among the refugees and asked him.

"I'm also on the run, just alone!"

Chen Lang hurriedly stopped and shouted loudly to the refugees.

At the same time, Chen Lang is also glad that this is the movie world, these people speak Mandarin, if they speak the local dialect of ancient Henan, Chen Lang has the heart to die head-on.

At this time, an old man came out of the refugees, and it was he who asked Chen Lang before.

Looking at Chen Lang's dress, everyone was a little surprised, it was really unprecedented, but judging from the material on this young man's body, he was also the son of a big family.

"This son must have also been in troubled times and was forced to fall here."

There was a sadness in the old man's voice, in the troubled times, human life is like a mustard!

Seeing that Chen Lang was only one person, the old man couldn't help but feel pity and let Chen Lang into the crowd.

"My husband is right, in troubled times, I can't help myself!"

As soon as Chen Lang saw the old man say this, he also followed his words and said, in ancient times, especially in troubled times, the last thing he was worried about was that he would become a black household.

After walking into the crowd, Chen Lang found that there were almost seventy or eighty refugees in this group, and most of them were old and young, and there were only a few young and strong people.

Although it is very strange in this era, these refugees have no ill intentions towards themselves, and they are letting go of most of Chen Lang's heart, but it is indispensable to guard against others, so it is better to guard against it.

Through the conversation with the old man, Chen Lang also knew their general situation.

These refugees are all from a village, a big surname in the Dengfeng area, people from Xujiazhuang.

The rebel general Wang Shichong of the Sui Dynasty supported Luoyang, the eastern capital of the army, appointed himself King Zheng, and implemented tyranny, so that the people of Henan were miserable, especially his general Wang Ren was everywhere to catch Zhuang Ding to repair fortifications, and the young Zhuang of Xujiazhuang were arrested, and now the young and strong are not enough, they came to arrest the old people and children, so Xu Laoweng They had to move to the village.

And their goal is the Shaolin Temple, which can be regarded as a pure land.

"Thank you, old man, for letting me join you, so that I don't have to be taken away by wild beasts."

Chen Lang thanked the old man from the bottom of his heart.

"Childe is polite, in troubled times, if you can help, just help."

Xu Laoweng has a reputation in the village, so these refugees are headed by him.

Following a few more polite words from the old man, Chen Lang blended into the group of refugees, and then cheekily asked them for a bowl of water and a kang noodle dumpling.

Looking at the water mixed with sand and soil in the broken bowl and the Kang noodles mixed with leaves, Chen Lang gritted his teeth, at this time and that time, it's good to have something to eat, why do you care so much?!

Thinking about it, Chen Lang closed his eyes and swallowed the water and dry food.

At night, Chen Lang took the initiative to stand up and keep vigil with the remaining four or five young men in Xujiazhuang, after all, eating white food is not Chen Lang's character.

The night passed, and no wild beast came, and it passed peacefully.

Chen Lang only stayed for the second half of the night, and the next day he and the refugees headed in the direction of Shaolin Temple early.

Since the Shaolin Temple was originally in Dengfeng, Henan, Chen Lang and this group of refugees walked for two days and came to the foot of the Wuru Peak in the Shaomu Mountain in Songyue.

In the past two days, Chen Lang has been unkempt, and the whole person has lost several pounds, and he looks very haggard.

Looking at this thousand-year-old temple and listening to the melodious bells coming from the temple, Chen Lang did not have any sighs and feelings.

Now his only thought is that he has finally arrived in Shaolin and can finally have a full meal!

In front of the Shaolin Temple, a large number of refugees gathered here, some of the monks of the Shaolin Temple are maintaining order, some are giving porridge and distributing dry food, although there are many people, but there is no noise at all.

When he arrived at Shaolin Temple, Chen Lang's heart finally relaxed, and he didn't care about anything else, Chen Lang lined up with the refugees, filled a bowl of white porridge and a steamed bun, sat on the side, and devoured it.

Now Chen Lang feels that even the delicacies of the mountains and seas are not as good as the bowl of porridge and steamed buns in his hand, so he swallowed the steamed buns in two or three bites, and drank the porridge in the bowl as soon as he raised his neck.

After feeling that his hungry stomach was better and no longer so hungry, Chen Lang began to think about his future path.

You must know that the time span in the movie is not small, from the chaos in the world at the end of the Sui Dynasty to the situation when Li Tang dominated the world for almost ten years.

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Lang couldn't help but scold his mother, he was also scared stupid by that thief at the beginning, why did he run to the Shaolin Temple movie, that thief I will never let him go!

After scolding for a while, Chen Lang also knew that it was useless to scold his mother, since he had come, let's think about how to live.

As for the way to dominate the world in the novel, Chen Lang put it aside without thinking about it, although he can go home as long as he persists until the end of the plot, and he can still return here through Yuanzhu, and there are no restrictions.

But to dominate the world, you always need subordinates, and you don't know what you can do about it, so Chen Lang began to change another way of thinking.

Li Tang will unify the world after all, this is the general trend of the world, otherwise he will go to Li Tang by himself? After thinking about it, Chen Lang still vetoed this idea, now Li Tang is still north of the Yellow River, and he walked to Shaolin Temple thanks to the villagers of Xujiazhuang, let himself go to Taiyuan to find Li Shimin, don't be kidding!

Even if he finds Li Shimin, the eternal monarch, it is estimated that the end will not be better, that is, the political struggle within Li Feng can swallow himself and not even the scum left, you must know that Li Shimin still relied on the Xuanwumen incident and killed his eldest brother to become the emperor.

If you ask Chen Lang to memorize a few ancient texts, the periodic table or something, he won't even have a pause, but let him engage in political struggle, it is estimated that he is still counting money for others when he is sold.

Thinking of this, Chen Lang had no choice but to look sadly at the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, and it seemed that he could only go to Shaolin Temple.

After deciding down, Chen Lang thought about how he could go to Shaolin?

In the troubled times, no temple will accept believers, and he can only rely on perseverance to impress these monks, but Chen Lang does not think that he is a person with perseverance, and he can't do anything that he can't kneel in front of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.

It seems that you can only come up with something that can impress these monks, what is the best thing to impress the monks? Dharma!

After thinking about it, Chen Lang Yile, "Dad, Dad, my son is in this world, thank you for being old!" ”

It turns out that Chen Lang's father is a Buddhist believer, and he will recite scriptures every morning and evening, and this reading is nearly ten years, although Chen Lang is an atheist, but he can also talk about some scriptures with more contact, and even let him memorize two diamond scriptures is not a problem.

Coupled with some well-known Buddhist sayings on the earth, Chen Lang didn't believe that he couldn't enter Shaolin!

After deciding on the plan, Chen Lang patted his ass and stood up.

First, he went to the grove and took the Yuanzhu that he tied to his younger brother.

"Damn, the dick is almost swollen, I hope it can be done."

While muttering and rubbing his younger brother, Chen Lang carefully wiped Yuanzhu a few times and hung it on his neck again.

Resisted the constant fragrance from the tip of his nose, no way, Yuanzhu is Chen Lang's second life, and he can still overcome these difficulties.

After Chen Lang walked out of the grove, he walked towards the Shaolin Temple.

Just as Chen Lang was about to come to those monks, someone reached out and grabbed him.

Chen Lang saw that this was not Xu Laoweng.

"Old man Xu, what do you want to say?"

"Childe, are you going to become a monk?!"

Xu Laoweng looked at Chen Lang with a nervous face, in the past two days of conversation with Chen Lang, Xu Laoweng knew that this child was a person with a university question, and he was definitely an official.

So Xu Laoweng hurriedly stopped Chen Lang.

"Old man, now that I'm lonely, do I have any other way out besides becoming a monk?"

Chen Lang said to Xu Laoweng.

"Childe, unfilial piety is the greatest, you have to think clearly!"

Xu Laoweng still persuaded Chen Lang, hoping that he would change his mind.

Looking at the somewhat anxious Xu Laoweng, Chen Lang was moved in his heart, this is the benefactor he met in this world!

"Old man, I know what you said, but I don't think my parents who are not in this world will blame me or anything."

As Chen Lang spoke, he also took down the copycat Vacheron Constantin watch worth 200 soft girl coins on his wrist.

"Old man, thank you for taking care of me these days, in order to thank you, this is the timer that my ancestor brought back from the Western Regions, and I will give it to you!"

As he spoke, Chen Lang stuffed the watch into Xu Laoweng's hand.

Xu Laoweng looked at it, and hurriedly shirked it and said, "Childe, you can't help it・・・・・・"

Chen Lang stretched out his hand and interrupted Xu Laoweng's words.

"I have made up my mind, the grace of dripping water should be repaid by the spring, old man, you can accept it, it will be my reward to you."

As he spoke, Chen Lang ignored Xu Laoweng's reaction and walked towards the Shaolin Temple.

"Hey, this son is talented, it's a pity."

Xu Laoweng was stunned for a long time, looked at the watch Chen Lang gave him, shook his head and sighed.

At this time, Chen Lang was stopped by several monks guarding the mountain gate.

"Donor, I wonder what is the matter with you?"

A little novice asked Chen Lang with his hands folded.

"Little master, I want to become a monk."