According to Shen Kuo in the Song Dynasty, it is recorded in "Mengxi Pen Talk: Elephant Number One": "To occupy the heavenly scene, so that it is tested in the instrument, the test number is missing, where more than ten years, the true number can be seen roughly." Therefore, since ancient times, there has been a saying that the heavens are divided, which can predict the prophets, calculate the solar terms, and formulate the calendar, which is very accurate.

"It tastes so good, boss, another bowl of ......"

In a thatched hut, Tang Feng shook off his cheeks and raised his big molars, and ate the bowl of noodles in front of him, and his mouth was chirping.

It's just that he can't change his appearance at any time, he devours a meal, and he is quite imposing, and others really can't learn it if they want to.

"Hey, hey, are you a starving ghost reincarnated, let me ask you, are you really a little beggar in the world?"

Tang Feng put down the stone bowl in his hand, burped, raised his hand and wiped his mouth, showed a very honest gaze from his eyes, looked at the plain-clothed man opposite, and said, "Yes, uncle, it's like a fake."

"I'll change your uncle, why do you think this kid of yours is so unreliable?"

In fact, Tang Feng is indeed not very reliable, but this cannot be completely blamed on him, because in the past few years of begging, he has seen too much deceit and the world is cold.....

I still remember that evening, the autumn rain continued, Breaking the Wind Town, in the Land Temple:

"Ahem, grandpa, am I going to die~"

With the sound of violent coughing, Tang Feng's body trembled like a sieve, his brows were furrowed, and his face was flushed. At this time, he was lying in the arms of the beggar grandfather and asked half-unconsciously.

"Nonsense, how can you die at such a young age, you wait, grandpa will buy you medicine. ”

After that, the old beggar, who was in his old age, sat up, gently put Tang Feng on the grass pile on the side, picked up half of the broken bowl on the ground, and walked out of the land temple alone with a stick......

"The autumn rain continues, the sound is scattered in the lotus bushes, and the late night pillow listens, and the wine is just waking up. The sorrow and thoughts are endless, and the candle is dark and fragrant. Fine and smoke, cold and rain, through the curtains.

The autumn moon is beautiful, outside the bright blue screen window, the flowers wear the bamboo and the cold and gloomy, and the heart of the pond is printed. Drops of condensation, moaning of the scorpion. Shocked Xie Niang's remnant dream, he came to the pillow in the middle of the night, and the shadow wandered. ”

Above the green building, a woman in white recited poetry and listened to the rain from the window, holding a silver kettle in her hand, and the wine in the pot was overflowing. She looked down and saw an old beggar on the street, with no cover on his head, swaying in the wind and rain, slowly walking towards this side.

The woman turned back to the room, took out a sachet from under the pillow at the head of the bed, touched it in the sachet, took out a silver tael, and weighed it in her hand about five taels, turned around again and came to the window, and shouted downward, "Hey, old man, stay ......

When the old beggar heard this, he stopped;

Suddenly, a silver ingot fell from the sky and tumbled into the muddy water at the old beggar's feet, and when the old beggar looked up, the window was empty.

A faint light flashed from the old beggar's eyes, he bent down, picked up the silver in the muddy water in his palm, and said with a smile: "Girl, thank you for your charity, I have nothing to repay the old beggar, and send a few words to the girl to repay this kindness." ”

Then the beggar looked up and sang:

"In the tenth winter of the month, heavy snow closed the door. It's ugly, and there is no one in the middle of the night. The fire in the east rises, and the demons kill the gods. Three miles to the west, the road meets nobles. ”

The woman hid behind the curtain and was astonished when she heard what the old beggar downstairs said, knowing that she had met a man of God, and when she opened the window, the beggar had long since disappeared. She didn't think that in the later accident, these words would come true and save her life, but this is a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being. Of course, Tang Feng didn't know anything about what was happening here.

The rain pooled into a stream and fell from the eaves of the ruined temple:

Tang Feng's eyes were closed, he had a high fever, and he heard the sound of footsteps outside the temple in a daze. With a creak, the old beggar pushed the door back, carrying a few packets of herbs and the pork stuffed buns he had just bought.

"Child, this time we don't have to suffer from poverty anymore, a kind person gave grandpa five taels of silver, you wait, grandpa will boil medicine for you." With that, he put the bun in the haystack in front of Tang Feng and went to make a fire to boil the medicine.

In the drowsiness, a fragrance wafted into Tang Feng's nostrils, and he opened his heavy eyes, and among the oiled paper opened in front of him, there were actually four buns. Tang Feng, who had been hungry for a day, finally saw the food, and like a vicious tiger, he grabbed a bun and stuffed it into his mouth, because he ate it so fast that he choked and rolled his eyes.

Tang Feng leaned against the wall and sat up slowly, he looked at the beggar grandfather who was busy making a fire and boiling medicine, and a warm current surged into his heart.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the temple gate was torn apart, and from the rain outside the temple rushed into seven or eight strong men, each of whom held a sword in his hand, and looked very vicious. The person who surrounded the head had a scar on his face, and he carried the bright ghost head knife and said loudly: "The disciples under the seat of the Shuanglong Gate are doing things, and the idle people will get out of the temple for me, otherwise there will be no mercy." ”

A loud roar frightened the old beggar who was boiling medicine, he looked at the fierce man in front of him, and begged: "This chivalrous man, you raise your noble hand, I will leave after boiling the medicine for my grandson, you see ......"

Before the old beggar could finish speaking, the man with the scar on his face flew up and kicked the old beggar on his back.

"Boil the medicine, boil the medicine of your grandmother and grandson, get out of me, we have covered this place, and if you don't leave, you will die." ”

Tang Feng in the grass pile on the side, at first he was frightened by these people, he watched the beggar grandfather being kicked to the ground, and suddenly, he rushed out of the grass regardless of life or death, hugged the thigh of this wicked man, and opened his mouth to take a mouthful.

Because it was already dark and the fire in the broken temple flickered on and off, these wicked people did not notice Tang Feng in the haystack, until Tang Feng suddenly came out, and all the wicked people were startled. When everyone came to their senses and saw that it was a child, they put their hearts down.

"Ouch, if you dare to bite me, I will chop you. ”

Scarface kicked Tang Feng away, threw the knife into the air, and was about to die.

Suddenly, the old beggar who fell to the side didn't know where the strength came from, rolled in front of Tang Feng, and the knife slashed firmly on the old beggar's back, only to hear a "poof" sound, blood splashed out, spraying on the pillars of the broken temple;

Scarface raised the knife again, ready to give their grandfather and grandson a sugar gourd. Suddenly, the old beggar picked up Tang Feng with one hand and ran out of the door, and disappeared into the rainy night with a puff of smoke. This set of smooth operations, I saw these wicked people one by one, and thought: What kind of thing did these two grandfathers and grandsons change, why did they run out at every turn......

In the rainy night, under a broken wall, the old beggar lay on Tang Feng's lap, his mouth was bloody, and said to Tang Feng: "Don't cry, child, people, there will be a day when you die, I have watched you grow up in the past seven years, and now you are no longer a child, after the death of grandpa, you have to take care of yourself, don't trust the words of others, after tonight's catastrophe, I can finally be free......"

"Stop, stop, so your grandfather just let people kill him with a knife?"

The plain-clothed man sat aside and asked after listening to Tang Feng tell such a long story.

Tang Feng blinked and said, "Otherwise?"

"You are going to avenge your grandfather. The plain-clothed man said.

"I'll avenge your uncle, I'm so young, you let me go out and fight seven, isn't that a lantern in the toilet to find shit?"

The plain-clothed man was choked by Tang Feng like this, and his hot temper came up again, he made a "bang", grabbed Tang Feng's collar and was about to go to the river outside.

Tang Feng is not afraid of death now, he is afraid of the old river, where is he willing to go. I saw his ass fall down and play a splash.

Just as Tang Feng was struggling, there was a "stab", and the shabby collar was torn by the plain-clothed man, and his thin shoulders were exposed. On the shoulder, there is a pattern tattooed on it.

The plain-clothed man let go, stared at the half of the pattern on Tang Feng's shoulder, and said, "That's a little interesting, you take off your clothes and show me." ”

Tang Feng stared at the spot, he had only heard of the fetish of Longyang, but he didn't expect to meet one today, how good is this......

At this time, the plain-clothed man didn't talk nonsense, and slapped a palm at Tang Feng in the air, and the palm wind was everywhere, and the clothes on Tang Feng's upper body burst inch by inch and were blown into pieces all over the ground.

At this time, I found that behind Tang Feng, there was a brightly colored Bodhisattva, this Bodhisattva was wearing a helmet, wearing armor, high boots, his hands were folded into a Buddha-like shape, and there was a demon-slaying pestle on his arms, a red sun behind him, and a golden light blessing all over his body.

"It's ...... Vedic Bodhisattva? Wonderful, wonderful, I can't imagine that there is such a great person in the world. ”

The plain man returned to seriousness and asked, "Do you know who tattooed your back?"

Tang Feng looked confused: "Tattoo, what kind of tattoo? Why don't I know, the beggar grandfather didn't say it?"

The plain-clothed man flashed outside the door, his eyes slightly closed, his right hand in front of his forehead, his five fingers together, and his fingers pinched like electricity;

After a while, he lowered his arm, sighed, and said, "This man can hide his ......."