Chapter II Household Registration Card
After drinking a large scoop of water in one gulp and shaking his body, Ding Mu got up from the plank.
"Young boy, be careful, that thunder fire has divine power, and your injuries are really not light, but you can cultivate. ”
Uncle Fu came over to help, but Ding Mu waved his hand and said, "It's not in the way!" In fact, it's just a little burn of flesh and skin, and now I feel that I have unprecedented energy, but this kung fu seems to have grown a little." Isn't this what broke and then stood up?"
"Kung Fu still has progress? Isn't the young boy already in the second layer of copper realm?"
Ding Mu is only twelve, he belongs to the second ancestor in the capital, and he is unwilling to practice, if he can reach the second level at this age, it is already good.
Ding Mu knew from the memories of fusion that this world had great power and cultivation. Cultivation is divided into two stages, one is the acquired ninefold, and after the acquired ninefold is the innate nature.
The innate realm is extremely rare, and Ding Mu has not been in contact with it, but the day after tomorrow, the martial artist stage, he knows a lot.
There are two kinds of acquired, one is martial arts and the other is Shinto.
This Great Jin Dynasty believed in various gods, and there were temples in various places, and the embodiment of Shinto in this world was the temple, which was dominated by the Temple of Light, and believers could gain power and promotion through the gods.
Of course, not everyone can become a believer, and they have to pass the test of God, but Ding Mu, as the second ancestor, does not have this kind of awareness.
There is martial arts, there are naturally exercises, there are exercises, and there are naturally advantages and disadvantages of rank. What Ding Mu practiced was the Ding family's ancestral martial arts of forging the stars, which belonged to the superior exercises.
Actually, there is no such thing as the best exercise, only the most suitable one.
The Star Forging Body is divided into nine layers, and each layer corresponds to a martial arts realm.
The first layer is refining the body.
The second layer, copper skin.
The third layer, iron bones.
The fourth layer is to wash the marrow.
The fifth layer is cohesion.
On the sixth level, the flesh is complete.
The seventh layer, air conduction.
The eighth layer, Ninggang.
The ninth layer, Guiyuan.
Ding Mu knew that his father, Ding Shimao, was the ninth layer of the realm of returning to the Yuan, and the martial arts were perfect.
It is the entire dynasty, the person who is consummated in martial arts, and he is also a high-end existence, as for the legendary breakthrough consummation, reaching the innate nature, Ding Mu has not understood it.
Uncle Fu asked, Ding Mu shook his head and said, "I haven't entered the second layer of copper skin realm, and I am still refining my body, but I feel that compared to before, my body is much lighter, in short, it is a little different." At this time, if I want to enter the copper realm, I only need some nourishment, and there is no diaphragm. ”
Uncle Fu heard Ding Mu say this, only that the child was struck by lightning and was too excited. To live again and not to die in a catastrophe, no one will inevitably have some special feelings.
"By the way, Uncle Fu, who these four are, I feel a little familiar, but I can't remember where I saw them. ”
"Oh, these four people, don't underestimate them, this is specially left to you by the master. These are all the master's subordinates back then, because they were crippled during the war, so they were entrusted with this task by the master, and they don't want to really use it today. Now that the young boy is awake, these four people can act as the young man's guards, and at the same time take care of his daily life, and there is no problem with his loyalty. The old slave asked a few of them to come in to pay homage to the young man. ”
Uncle Fu said, then raised his feet and walked out, but Ding Mu stopped Uncle Fu and said: "Uncle Fu, you are slow, since this is the case, those four people are all my uncles, how can they behave like this, or I have seen the four." ”
Uncle Fu didn't react, this is too inconsistent with etiquette.
But at this time, Ding Mu had already stepped out, and Uncle Fu had to follow, and when he arrived at the bow deck, he saw that the four of them had already put down their work and stood in a row, and at the same time knelt down on one knee and shouted: "Subordinates see the young master!"
Ding Mu was stunned, this was really speechless.
At this time, Ding Mu carefully looked at the four people, the first person on the left, there was a scar on his face, which was drawn directly from the root of the ear to the chin, the flesh had grown, but the three-inch long scar was very obvious, and it was originally a little delicate, but now it looks a little hideous.
When Ding Mu saw it, his heart ached, and he remembered this person.
When he was about five or six years old, this man was one of the guards of the General's Mansion, and he was still playing tricks on this person at that time.
I remember that I had a very enjoyable time, and I introduced this person into the slave girl's bathhouse of the General's Mansion, which caused a storm, and after that, I never saw this person again, and I didn't want to be here.
The second place on the left, Yang Xi was startled when he saw it.
There is a silver light in the middle of this person's head, he has not opened his eyes before, only the rest of the light has seen it, and at this time, it seems that it is a piece of scalp that has been slashed off from the top of the entire head that is larger than a palm, and the silver light is actually a metal cover.
And this metal lid is already connected to the meat, I'm afraid that if I get it off, it will be a big operation.
There is nothing wrong with this man's face, but his face is dark and horizontal, and his body is two meters tall, which makes people look cold.
"Scared the young son, his subordinate is a small soldier in the old lord's personal guard battalion, eight years ago in the northern Xinjiang to defend against foreign enemies, covering the withdrawal of the Chinese army, was cut off the top of his head. But don't worry, the subordinates are not good-looking, but they are easy to use, when the young son was two or three years old, his subordinates did not hug him. “
The man tried his best to make an honest appearance, obviously afraid of scaring Ding Mu.
Ding Mu felt a sour feeling in his heart, walked forward and helped him up one by one, and asked his name.
Scar everyone calls him Scar, and he recognizes the name. The black man is called the vulture, because he is not usually so honest in front of Ding Mu.
One of the other two was missing a leg, which was replaced by a metal rod, and the other was missing a hand, but he didn't even have a prosthetic hand, and his sleeve was empty.
The lame man's original name was Ah Qiang, and now where anyone still remembers his surname, they all call him Tie Guan Qiang, and as for the one-armed, he is the only one whose name everyone still remembers.
This person's name is Qin Gang, and despite his own insistence, the other three people still added a prefix to him, called one-armed Qin Gang.
If it was Ding Mu in the past, he would not have sympathy for these four people. The Second Ancestor has any mercy for what happened to ordinary people. But now this Ding Mu is not the real Ding Mu, and the main body of his soul is actually another person. Of course, the most important thing is that at this time, the world has changed, and the young master has become a lost dog.
"In the future, the four don't have to be polite, I'm not a young son, now everyone is in the same boat, the four are elders, and I should treat the four uncles with the courtesy of juniors in the future. ”
Ding Mu said, and bowed down.
"Bang bang bang!"
Four crisp sounds came, but I saw that the four people in front of me knelt on the ground again, and shouted one after another: "Young boy, you can make me wait, the old general treats us well, since we are committed to the Ding family, no matter what, we are all members of the Ding family, how can we stand the young son!"
Ding Mu was stunned, and then Uncle Fu came up and said, "Young boy, the etiquette cannot be abolished." We are all subordinates of the Ding family, and the old slave is even more slave, and the young son must not mess with the etiquette. ”
Ding Mu was speechless, this is the etiquette and habits that have been ingrained in this world for thousands of years. But then, in that case, I can't go against the world, and it's a law of behavior.
Thinking of this, Ding Mu got up and helped the four of them up: "Since this is the case, then I won't force it." But I have a request, and you have to grant it to me. ”
"The young man just commands. ”
Ding Mu said: "Although Uncle Fu is a slave, but saving me this time is a great contribution to my Ding family, I now announce that from now on, I will eliminate slavery." Uncle Fu, you can throw your slave deed into the sea and feed the fish. ”
Hearing this, Uncle Fu suddenly seemed to have hot blood pouring into his brain, and he was a little dizzy.
If you can get rid of slavery, who doesn't want to.
The Great Jin Dynasty, and even the whole world, can maintain the etiquette and law unchanged, and it has its own principles and reasons. Although there are gods in this world, after all, gods have never appeared.
All people in the Dajin Dynasty, no matter how remote they are, must be issued a household registration card by the government, which is equivalent to an ID card.
This household registration card is unique.
If you don't have a household registration card, you belong to a black household, and you can only wander in the dark, and you can't go smoothly in entering the city, communicating, and doing business.
And this household registration card, on which the personal identity is recorded, if it is a slave, there is a record.
Ding Mu announced that Uncle Fu was free from slavery, and Uncle Fu habitually thought that he had officially gained his freedom.
He didn't expect that Ding Mu and him, the previous household registration cards could not be used.
Uncle Fu trembled and thanked Ding Mu, took out the slave deed, Ding Mu took it, tore it into pieces, and threw it into the sea.
Ding Mu turned his head to the four of them again: "Four, you are all veterans of my father, and you are loyal to my Ding family, but I believe this." But now the vicissitudes of the world have changed, and I am the only one left in my Ding family, and the four have basically completed their mission, this time I will go north, find a place to go ashore, and continue to wander, if the four do not want to follow, they can leave at will. If anyone is willing to stay and help me, I will treat others as my father did on a daily basis. ”
Speaking of which, the four of them still don't know that Ding Mu is giving them a chance to choose to stay.
But the traditional concept controls people's brains, and the four of them are separated from the collective, and they really don't know where to go, so they bow down together and swear.
"This feudal ritual religion is even more exaggerated than the original history of the earth. Also, it was only 2,000 years, and the world, as far as I know, has gone through more than a dozen dynasties, and the lifespan of each dynasty is at least 500 years. And there are really gods in this world, and it is to be in awe of authority. ”
Ding Mu thought about this, and secretly hated that he didn't do more research and learn more about the world when he was young, so that many things are ambiguous now.
"Hey, it's useless to think too much, the top priority is to get a household registration card. No, it's two, and Uncle Fu wants one too. Scar and the other four had already prepared, and their father had already taken care of it, but he and Uncle Fu came by accident, so they naturally wanted to find another identity. ”
It is said that this household registration card is extremely strict, and Ding Mu really didn't know how to operate it for a while.