Chapter 2 Cao Sanniangzi

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After struggling to get a few buckets of water from the water tanks in the cave, the seven or eight Uighur warriors who came took over the magpie's nest and rested in the cave, while Zhang Chao was forced to stand outside the cave.

But when he was fetching water just now, Zhang Chao was frightened. If the reflection in the water was indeed him, then Zhang Chao would have turned into a slightly young boy now.

Although his appearance has not changed, he looks at least ten years younger. Zhang Chao, who was originally twenty-eight or nine years old, looks fifteen or sixteen years old in the water.

"Impossible! Impossible! How can there be such a thing as rejuvenation in this world? It must have been because the light was too dark just now and I couldn't see clearly!" Zhang Chao kept comforting himself in his heart.

"Wuna novice, you don't have a grain of food in this very poor cave, and you still need food from a certain family. Come, come, quickly find some firewood and cook some food!"

The Uighur who first drew the knife came again. He rummaged for a long time in the cave where Zhang Chao lived, but couldn't find even a single grain. Then he could only angrily return to his horse to get a bag of millet.

Then he threw it to the ground with a bang and asked Zhang Chao to cook for them quickly.

Cooking? Zhang Chao stared blankly at this sweaty Uighur. Do you want me to cook? Do you want me to order some takeout?

However, the anger rose for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace, because at this moment, Zhang Chao was in no mood to be angry with this guy. He suddenly realized that if there is such a thing as time travel in this world,

, he may very well have become a member of the time-traveling army.

Not only because of the attire of these people, but also because of the tone and content of their words, which are obviously not modern.

The Great Loving Father is a title given to the Supreme God by Manichaeism, a religion that has long since disappeared in the history of China and even the world. He also has two other titles that are more familiar to later generations, the Great Bright God or the Ming Zun.

The White Lotus Sect, a professional rebellious religious sect that has lasted for thousands of years in China in later generations, drew lessons from Manichaeism.

Alosu is a name for Manichaean monks, borrowed from the Buddhist Arahant.

Good women are the name given to women who believe in Buddhism. Together with good men, they will be called good men and women in later generations.

Novice monks are the name given to monks who are fourteen years old and younger than twenty. The full name of "Xingtong Novice" is "Xingtong Novice Novice". It is used to refer to novice monks who have not taken the ordination. If you touch the forehead, these guys think of themselves as monks!

But only the ancients could classify all of this in such detail! In the republic of later generations, there is no distinction between a novice, a novice, a mage, etc. It can all be solved by just saying "old monk, little monk"! Not to mention Mo

Nepalese religion has disappeared for hundreds of years.

Wuwuwuwu! My brother Chao doesn’t want to travel through time! I just paid a down payment for the three-bedroom apartment in the mountain city, and I just paid off the loan for my car. I just caught up with my little girlfriend and I haven’t even reached the stage of holding hands yet. The great life has just begun!

Mrs. Cao Sanni slowly walked outside the door. She suddenly remembered the title "Pilgrim". Other monks and monks called themselves "Puppet Monk" as a modest title, but for this little novice, the word "Principal Monk" was just right.

He was wearing an obviously ill-fitting robe. The hem of the robe only reached around his knees. Most of his calves were exposed and were trembling slightly in the cold wind.

There were no shoes, short hair, a forehead that was black and blue from the cold, a clear nose that was trying not to flow out, and a cave temple without any food or rice, all of which showed extreme embarrassment.

Where is his master? How can he live in a place like this? He is so stupid, he is obviously scared, poor!

"Little Master, how about I ask Shan Niang to accompany you downstairs (the kitchen)? You can have a full meal after I prepare some food."

Seeing that this stupid little novice monk was going to be in trouble again, Madam Cao hurriedly came over and took his hand to drag him into the cave temple. At the same time, she called her maid to pick up the food and follow him.

The little master’s hands are so hot!

As soon as their hands met, Mrs. Cao Sanni's heart suddenly started beating for no reason. When she first saw the little novice monk, she was just over 10 years old, and she was afraid that he would be harmed by the Uighurs, so she didn't think much of it.

I thought about it and held my hand.

But now it seems that although this little novice monk doesn't have much hair on his head, it looks well-groomed and looks pretty good.

He looked young, because apart from his forehead which was a little blue due to the cold, he had red lips, white teeth, delicate skin and no beard, just like a child.

But if you look closely, you will see that the novice's face has sharp edges and corners, not the round face of a boy.

And it’s not that he doesn’t have beards. The short, almost invisible beards at the corners of his mouth are neat and neat. They are obviously trimmed frequently. Besides, this little novice monk is at least five feet six inches (1.72). How can a boy be so tall?

?

Who is this person? Why do people often cut their beards short to pretend to be children? It’s really strange!

Bah! Bah! Bah! Why are you still thinking about this? As she was thinking about it, Mrs. Cao Sanniang suddenly turned red and spat in her heart.

The tentacles were cool and delicate, and a slight scent of incense came out immediately. Being led by a weak and boneless catkin, the buzzing in Zhang Chao's head suddenly eased a bit from the fear of the possibility of crossing over.

He just thought that this dignified Lady Cao Sanniang didn't have a good look in her eyes. She actually treated him like a child and even took the initiative to pull her out. Which dynasty is this? Isn't it said that ancient times were all conservative?

"Little Master, don't you even have a fire sickle?" Shan Niang was a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old. She was wearing a green skirt and waving the fire sickle in her hand, looking curiously at the rather strange novice monk in front of her.

Why is he always so stupid? He still squeezes his thighs tightly, as if he is afraid of dropping something.

"Fire sickle? I don't even use a lighter, so why should I use a fire sickle!" Zhang Chao, who was much calmer, muttered.

The so-called fire sickle is the most common fire-starting tool in ancient times. It is like a small sickle and relies on friction with flint and tinder to make fire.

"Sanniang, this little master doesn't know anything, but he is not mute. He seems to be able to speak, but I can't understand what he said!" Shan Niang immediately reported her new discovery to her wife.

"My Buddha is merciful! Although it is not pious to meditate on the sutras silently, but if you can chant the meanings of the sutras aloud, you can even save others and yourself."

Ms. Cao Sanniang sat on a small wooden stool, her gaze directed at Zhang Chao full of joy. In her view, as a devout believer in the Buddha, not being able to chant sutras must be the most painful thing in the world.

"To ferry people across oneself?" As soon as Cao Sanniang finished speaking, the Uighur leader wearing a floral brocade robe and a rolled-brimmed pointed felt hat came over. His eyes were filled with resentment and he was extremely arrogant.

Standing in front of Mrs. Cao Sanniang.

"Sister Niang, how hypocritical you are! When I, the Zhai family, traveled thousands of miles from Yizhou to join me, I worked hard for your Cao family. I just wanted to marry the daughter of your Cao family's side wife, but your brother dared to insult me!

What a wealthy family! He looks so hypocritical, huh! I have kidnapped his sister now, let’s see if he still wants to be brave! Hahaha!”


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