"Wake up, it's time to go out into the streets, and if you don't go to the morning, you'll be hungry. Ah Niu shook vigorously and shouted as he shook the sleeping boy lying on the firewood and grass.

"Oh. The young man got up lazily, rubbed his eyes, wiped his yellow-skinned face, and looked at the dazzling sunlight leaking through the cracks in the broken temple wall.

His name is Lin Feng'er, and it doesn't matter what his name is, because he is a beggar, that is, a little flower child, who has been begging from door to door since he was a child, floating around, and people say when they see him: This child is really pitiful, just like the wind, and has no fixed place. People used to call him Feng'er.

"Ah Niu, my dad hasn't woken up yet. Feng'er said.

"Woke up early" this time it was an old beggar lying next to Feng'er, unkempt and ragged. I saw him sit up slowly, flick off the firewood and grass on his body, and let out a long sigh.

"The hair is bright, the face is pale, and the belly full of poetry and books is worthless. The poem is also empty, the song is also empty, falling with the wind to let the west and the east fall, waking up is empty, the dream is empty, and a pillow of yellow beams is nothing. Towards the west, twilight to the east, life is like picking flowers and bees. Half a lifetime is tired of fame, who would have thought that the bamboo cane would break the bowl to make duckweed. ”

The old beggar is called Lin Huaipu, who turned out to be a scholar, who rushed to take the exam year after year, and firmly believed that there was Yan Ruyu in the book, and he missed the age of the best marriage match, and he is still single. Repeatedly failed the exam, anyway, he had his own golden house in the book, and he sold his real estate, and after the exam, his beard was white, and he still did not change his original intention. The book said that there were thousands of bells in the book, and he gritted his teeth and sold the land cleanly. In the end, I didn't even get in, and I didn't have a grain of millet to eat, so I had no hope of seeing, so I had to pull a stick and carry a broken bowl to beg along the street. Just his broken porcelain bowl with a few gaps, during the authentic Ming Dynasty Chenghua period, it doesn't matter what kiln came out, it is worth it now, enough for him to take the exam a few more times, and it is no problem to eat for the first half of his life. It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time, my fate should be like this, and there is nothing strange about living on the streets, and I am at the end of my life.

"Feng'er, you are fourteen, you have to get up early and go to bed late in the future, begging is not a long-term solution, use the poems and books I taught you to use branches to mark on the ground, and you will have a bright day in the future." By the way, did you memorize the Tang poem "Pipa Xing" that I taught you yesterday?" asked the old beggar with concern.

"I ......"

"I know!" Before Feng'er could speak, Ah Niu grabbed the topic.

"At the beginning of a person, his nature is good, what should he do when he is hungry? Take a bamboo pole and ask for food......

"You can't teach a child!" the old beggar shook his head like a drum.

Feng'er is an abandoned baby, an old beggar on the side of the road in the wilderness, who picked up him who was abandoned shortly after birth. At that time, there were almost salivating big yellow dogs around the area. The old beggar carried him to the north and south, stepped through the threshold of thousands of households, and fed him with a mouthful of alms.

The old beggar treated him very well, and let him eat every bite of food, as if he were his own son, and took good care of him.

From the beginning of the babbling of the wind, the old beggar taught him to read and write, hoping that when he grew up, he would be able to throw away the begging stick and get ahead. The old beggar let him take his surname, called Lin Feng'er, and gave him a big name Lin Ruokun. It can be regarded as having ancestors and ancestors, and the name is justified. Called Huazi's life is as cheap as a little grass, no one cares about life and death, is there a name, a street walks over, so many begging, who knows that they are called Zhang San or Li Si.

Zhao Banxian, a fortune teller, met Feng'er on the street, took a closer look at his face, was taken aback at first, then shook his head, sighed and spit out a few words: "The hidden dragon is in the abyss!"

Of course, the old beggar understood the meaning of this sentence, and he was looking forward to the day when Feng'er would come out.

"Dad, I'll recite it to you," Feng'er said unequivocally.

Xunyang Jiangtou night send-off,

Maple leaves and flowers are in autumn.

The master dismounts the guest in the boat,

There is no orchestra to drink wine.

............

Noisy cut miscellaneous,

Large beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

............

"Limber, I know how to explain this sentence, the big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate, someone is standing on the side of the boat to pee in the river, crackling like beads falling on the plate." Ah Niu didn't wait for Feng'er to finish reciting, and grabbed the conversation and said.

The old beggar dropped his jaw in shock, and his mouth couldn't stop chanting: "Rotten water can't be carved, dung can't be carved, and walls can't be decorated." "But after thinking about it, this explanation is not far-fetched, it is very appropriate, no wonder I didn't even fail the exam, and my understanding is not as good as a begging child.

Ah Niu is a little named Huazi they met the year before last, I don't know how old he is, it looks like the same as Feng'er, he doesn't know where his home is, he doesn't know his name and surname, he only knows that he is an orphan, after his parents died, he begged along the street, walked for a few years, and didn't know how long he walked, he only remembered that his parents called himself Niu'er.

"By the way, Dad, Ah Niu, I had a dream last night, it's quite strange," Feng'er said quietly.

“？？？......”

“？？？？？？............”。

"I dreamed that an immortal taught me martial arts all night?"

"What, the old fairy, teach you martial arts all night!"

The old beggar and Ah Niu were stunned.

"Have you had a nightmare?" said Ah Niu, "Do you see if you dreamed of a few of us in this house?"

Ah Niu pointed to the statues behind him.

"No, it's an old fairy, with a pale face and a bright head, a fairy wind and bones, a Buddha dust in his hand, and a fluttering silver beard. ”

"What did he say to you?" asked the old beggar curiously.

"He said apprentice, I will teach you a few tricks of kung fu, which can strengthen your body and prevent accidents, but you must remember, don't hurt the innocent, Huangsha remembers grievances, and Qingshi Mingen. Feng'er said.

"Huangsha remembers a grudge, Qingshi Mingen?" The old beggar was stunned, he had never heard of such a word, let alone taught Feng'er, and now this word came out of the mouth of a fourteen-year-old child, it seemed that it was really not made up.

"What did the old immortals teach you?" Ah Niu looked at him urgently.

"I'll show you. ”

Feng'er said that she stood up and walked to the incense case, one move and one style, one jump and one jump, and actually played a routine completely, and each posture was in place.

"Yay, that's beautiful!"

Ah Niu applauded, cheered and ran actively, and then, knelt down in front of Feng'er on both knees, and kowtowed three times with "dong dong dong".

"Feng'er, I want to worship you as a teacher and learn kung fu from you, and you will be my master in the future. ”

Feng'er laughed, stepped forward and pulled Ah Niu up.

"What! I'm learning something in my dreams, I usually don't have a foundation, I don't know if it's practical, let's practice together in the future, it's good to be able to avoid the evil dog, brothers are always brothers, how did you become your master?"

"Okay then, I'll follow you in the future, you're my big brother. ”

"Hahaha"

The two teenagers danced and sang a song, as for the lyrics sung, it was a long time, and there was no record at the time, it should be jerky classical Chinese and the like, the general meaning is: Good brothers, we will walk together in this life, even if we encounter wind and rain, we will not look back.

The old beggar shook his head again.

"This is the Jiajing period, the world is peaceful, and it is immoral to fight and kill. ”

"Limber, what era is this useful for us? Let's go south and north, just to beg for food, and have a good skill, at least we can avoid those dogs, and if we are bitten by dogs, we don't have money to see Langzhong. Niu said.

"Yes, Dad, no matter what era it is, there will be no steamed buns in the sky, there will be people who want to eat, he sits in his temple, I will go to my rivers and lakes, exercise well, and suffer less from illness. Feng'er said.

The old beggar was silent, and the two children were reasonable, as a beggar, they just lived secretly, and lived one day at a time. The ditch is dead and the ditch is buried, the road is dead and the road is buried, and the dog eats it as a coffin. Even if the dynasty is replaced, it is still the smell of Zhumen's wine and meat, and there are frozen bones on the road. The head of the city changed the king's flag, but it couldn't change the ragged clothes. Since the debut of Fan Dan Laozu, no one has left even one theory as a guiding ideology, saying that Hanako must learn literature or martial arts. Since Pangu opened the heavens and split the earth, there are a few more people named Huazi can be like Zhu Hongwu, the ancestor of this dynasty, the ancestral tomb has green smoke, and has made meritorious achievements?

"Well, in this way, you can practice hard, learn thousands of arts, sell them to the emperor's family, and serve the country in the future. "The old beggar is full of fame.

"Dad, do you agree with us to practice martial arts?" Feng'er asked in surprise.

"Agreed. ”

"Lin Bo, you are so good, come, you can also tattoo a few words on my back," Ah Niu finished speaking, took off his rooky coat, and knelt on the ground with his back to the old beggar.

The old beggar laughed and said, "It's not time yet, if you want to learn Yue Fei, you have to have Yue Fei's skills." In the future, he will practice martial arts in the evening of the dynasty, and it will be good to have both civil and military skills. ”

The child remembered. Feng'er said.

"Feng'er, it's almost noon, let's go to the street, Lin Bo doesn't have to go, the two of us have it and bring him back. Niu said.

"It's fine. The old beggar said, "Remember the past education, the people are my food and clothing, parents, speak kindly, and make people sweet." The old beggar instructed.

"Got it. ”

Feng'er and Ah Niu each picked up their own equipment, bamboo sticks and broken porcelain bowls, and a pair of bamboo boards, and happily jumped out of the temple gate.