The autumn breeze is bleak and the courtyard is deep.

In the garden sat a young scribe with a fair face and a slightly sickly face. This scribe's surname is Chen, his name is Xiuyuan, and his ancestral home is Quanzhou Mansion in Fujian.

There is a big river in Quanzhou Prefecture for Jinjiang, there is a Zhenguo Dongchan Temple at the eastern foot of Qingyuan Mountain on the northeast bank of the lower reaches of Jinjiang River, which began in the Tang Dynasty to rescue Tang King Li Shimin, one of the "Songshan Shaolin Temple Thirteen Stick Monks" Zhikong Zen Master built into Fujian, namely Quanzhou South Shaolin Temple. Since then, the South Shaolin Temple has been very popular in Fujian, Guangdong and even overseas, and there are thousands of warrior monks stationed in the temple in its heyday.

Chen Xiuyuan has a great relationship with Southern Shaolin because of his ancestral home in Quanzhou, so he entered the temple at the age of ten to worship Langhua Zen Master as a teacher and learn art, and is a lay disciple. So far, he has studied and practiced martial arts in the temple, and although the entry martial arts of the Shaolin school, Langhua Zen Master, is a teacher but never hides his selfishness. As the saying goes: boxing without practice, to the old one empty, so since the beginning of his practice, Langhua Zen Master personally passed on a secret of his "Bodhicitta Method" mantra, since then day and night hard practice, both internal and external, cold and summer, the foundation is very solid!

By the time he was sixteen years old, he hadn't come down the mountain for six years, and he was used to doing it every day. His father and mother came to see him every two months, and they never stopped. One is to worship the Buddha and incense in the ancestral hall, and the other is to visit him, bring him some books, clothes and quilts sewn by his mother, and often have his mother's hand-fried sugar chestnuts or various pastries on weekdays, and always prepare zongzi, moon cakes and other things to send when the Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival are approaching.

This day happened to be his 16th birthday, and according to the custom of Hokkien boys who became 16 years old, he should celebrate his birthday and perform a coming-of-age ceremony on this day. He took leave from his master after the morning class, and when he came to the guest hall, he saw his father and mother standing side by side under the eaves waiting for him. I saw that my mother's eyes were slightly red when she saw her as before, and she knelt down and kowtowed in her heart, and said, "Abba and Mother are fine, the child has kowtowed to the second elder!" The mother hurriedly stretched out her hand to help him up, and the father also said with a very happy face: "My son is your sixteenth birthday today, and your mother specially prepared longevity noodles for you before dawn!" The mother said: "The child seems to have grown taller, and I don't know who is taller than your father?" Chen Xiu saw that his mother had prepared so meticulously that he even brought a small plate containing sauce and seasoning, and couldn't help but be moved, and said, "Grandma, you even brought these things, isn't it too troublesome and troublesome to shoot on the road?" Before the mother could answer, the father smiled and said, "Your mother hates to move the entire kitchen to the temple to make noodles!"

After the family of three ate noodles, the father said to Chen Xiuyuan: "Son, do you remember the Tang poems that your father taught you to memorize when you were young?" Chen Xiuyuan said: "Of course I remember!" The father nodded and said, "Child, you are an adult today, very good, very good...... Recently, I often think of Li Bai's "Sending Donglu Erzhizi", the delicate female character Pingyang, folding flowers and leaning on the peach edge. I can't see the flowers, and the tears are like springs. The child's name is Uncle Bird, and he is shoulder to shoulder with his sister. Under the double row of peach trees, who is sorry for the back? Crack element writes far-reaching, because of Wenyangchuan. It's not that your parents are ruthless, but I really want you to ......" Chen Xiuyuan tearfully said: "Abba, you don't need to say it anymore, I can take care of it!" Suddenly remembered something in his heart, and asked: "Is there still a lot of trouble on the beach recently?" The mother suddenly said: "No, the child will accompany me to the temple and walk to the Xuannu Hall to worship the Nine Heavens Xuannu Niangniang!" After that, he took Chen Xiuyuan's arm and walked out of the guest hall.

Along the way, the mother and son talked about it, and the mother asked for warmth and warmth. When I arrived at the Xuannu Hall, my mother suddenly said, "Child, you don't think your mother is verbose, right?" Chen Xiuyuan smiled: "I only wish to be able to see my mother every day and hear my mother speak!" Mrs. Chen also smiled: "That's good! Then my mother will be happy!" After that, Chen Xiuyuan accompanied his mother into the hall, and his mother lit incense and knelt on the futon in front of the statue of Xuannu Niangniang and prayed softly: "I ask Xuannu Niangniang to bless my son with no illness and no disasters, and everything goes smoothly......"

In the afternoon, my father and mother said goodbye and went down the mountain, and Mrs. Chen couldn't help but shed tears again......

Chen Xiuyuan returned to see the master, but Zen Master Langhua pointed to the next futon and said, "Apprentice, sit down, you have something to say to you for the master!" Chen Xiuyuan said: "Yes!" bowed and bowed before sitting respectfully on a futon under the master. Zen Master Langhua nodded and said, "Apprentice, you have been on the mountain for six years, right? Today is your sixteenth birthday, so I will pass you a set of kung fu as a teacher, but you need to promise one thing to be a teacher first." Chen Xiuyuan hurriedly stood up and bowed, knelt down and kowtowed, and said: "The teacher treats me like a mountain, but the disciple who has an order will never give up!" This sentence is extremely sincere and sincere, and it is obviously from the heart. In recent years, when he is a little older, he often feels that his parents are not around, and his teacher not only teaches martial arts, but also teaches himself with great virtue, compassion, self-discipline, and deep Zen machine.

With a smile on his face, Zen Master Langhua said, "Good, good!" It seems that the master and apprentice get along day and night on weekdays, and they know and like the character of their apprentice very well, and they stretched out their left hand and gently dragged it up five feet away from Chen Xiuyuan, Chen Xiuyuan suddenly felt a soft but very strong internal force slowly dragged his body up. He wanted to kowtow to his master again and then stand up again, so he got up and sat down on the futon again. Zen Master Langhua waited for him to sit down, suddenly stared at him for a moment, and said slowly: "The apprentice wants you to inherit the mantle for the teacher, but although you have wisdom roots and understanding, the fate of the dust is not over, and the six roots are not ......purified" said and stretched out his left hand and waved, so that Chen Xiuyuan could not interrupt his words, and continued: "Well, it should have been ten years ago, an old man who had been kind to his teacher in the past recommended a copying painter in the temple, and asked me to recommend him to the abbot to copy and learn the murals in the temple. The abbot and I saw that he was indeed good at painting and agreed to take him in to paint in the temple. After four or five years of this, one day suddenly a monk in the temple reported to the abbot and said: "Someone wants to escape from the temple in the middle of the night and goes to fight the eighteen firewood people without permission." ’”

Chen Xiuyuan knew that there were a total of thirteen temples in the South Shaolin Temple, and the walls around the temple were several zhang high. Since ancient times, after the teacher is full and the art is completed, after the strict martial arts examination, the wooden alley, the eighteen arhat array, etc., can go down the mountain. It is said that it will take ten years at the earliest, and he has vaguely guessed that the master said that the one who went to fight the eighteen firewood people in the middle of the night must be the painter, but I don't know if he escaped from the temple after fighting? Could it be that in just four or five years, he was able to get twice the result with half the effort, and secretly practiced martial arts while painting and escaped from the temple?

Sure enough, I heard Zen Master Langhua say: "Although the abbot brother was silent after hearing this, he ordered the temple to immediately investigate carefully, it turned out that the painter escaped from the temple in the middle ......of the night, although the seventeenth gate of the Gechai people was still unbroken, but I don't know how he still escaped!

Chen Xiuyuan replied: "Well......" Zen Master Langhua continued: "Later, I found that the painter not only secretly learned martial arts, but also secretly copied the scriptures in the temple, the abbot sent people out of the temple to investigate, only to learn that the original person in Guangdong and people have a feud, he was unwilling to be humiliated, and he thought of going all the way from Guangdong to Fujian to learn martial arts in the temple, this person is very smart, it is expected that a person with such a talent as him does not learn martial arts, and it must be extraordinary to learn martial arts!" Chen Xiuyuan thought: This person entered Shaolin alone, Out of Shaolin, treat me Shaolin as nothing...... also stole the secret books of the martial arts scriptures in the temple, most of them even involved the teacher in front of the abbot master inevitably had a recommendation to overlook and secretly blame himself, but the teacher did not even have a word of evil in his words, it was a monk with a way!

Zen Master Langhua saw that his eyes suddenly appeared admiration, admiration looked at himself, and said that he admired the wisdom of the painter, and did not care, and continued: "The painter taught himself the martial arts of my Southern Shaolin, and it was not trivial to break the ground, and it was needless to say that he easily killed several people to avenge the revenge of the past. Ruthlessly, the abbot is afraid that he is not using my Shaolin martial arts to do evil, for the rivers and lakes! Later, the abbot is also inconvenient to ask the Songshan Academy or other martial arts colleagues to help find out the painter's hiding place, I think it is because of the fear of publicity out of the school's reputation for thousands of years, in recent years, I heard that the painter went to Tibet or overseas, and did not check whether he was devoted to Buddhism or harmed the rivers and lakes, I have made a wish in front of the abbot and brother after all, this matter is inseparable from the teacher, and it will fall on you to replace the teacher!"

Chen Xiuyuan stood up and knelt down to salute again, and said loudly: "Don't say that the teacher has a life. Even if it has nothing to do with my Shaolin sect and my teacher, this matter is still righteous!" Zen Master Langhua said: "Amitabha! Today, I will pass on the 'Thousand Hands to Palms' to you to practice, but if you are too young, you are afraid that your practice will be harmful, so you can only do it gradually. Four years later, when you are young and weak, if you can get a glimpse of the mystery and a little success, you can go down the mountain to go down the mountain for the Shaolin faction and me, but this dust is over!"

Chen Xiuyuan was surprised and delighted, he knew that the thousand hands such as the palm is one of the seventy-two Shaolin arts, although the Praruo Zen palm is known as the "first palm of Shaolin", but this thousand hands such as the palm practice to the later is not far behind, the abbot of the past dynasties, the monk devoted his life immersed in this palm as endless, with the deepening of the skill of the palm naturally more profound! The master actually wants to pass this palm to himself, and the master actually said that he can get a first glimpse of the door in the year of the weak crown, that is really unimaginable......

Chen Xiuyuan kowtowed respectfully three times, and at that moment, Master Langhua was constipated and passed on the mantra of a thousand hands to make him familiar with it, and from that day on, he began to teach and disassemble the palm method to him.