Chapter 93 The little monk is a monk of the Shaolin Temple
But it is said that Feng Zhou was seventy years old, sitting alone on the beach, looking up at the floating clouds and the waves in the distance. He suddenly had an enlightenment, suddenly understood, and understood the principle of martial arts from the outside to the inside, and the internal force is generated. He couldn't help but look up to the sky.
laugh.
Who knew that during this smile, white light flashed in front of his eyes, and the scenery changed rapidly. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was already standing in a barren mountain.
"What's going on? What's wrong with me?"
The idea came to him, and he suddenly remembered the scene when he first arrived in the Republic of China. He quickly lowered his head to check himself, and sure enough he found that his skin was tender and tender, and his skin was shiny, not as rough as before. His body was extremely energetic, and his qi and blood were like a rainbow.
The internal energy is growing, traveling throughout the body, and the breath is flowing continuously throughout the body without any stagnation, and the spirit is strong. It is even more powerful than when he taught martial arts in Jinmen decades ago.
He found a small puddle and took a picture, and found that he looked like a seventeen or eighteen year old, full of vigor, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"It seems that I have returned to my youth again, but my cultivation has not diminished at all, but has become even better. Then I came to a new world, but it was surrounded by barren mountains and mountains. I have to find out what year and year it was here.
Yue, where are you?"
Thinking of this, he took another look at his clothes and couldn't help but sigh.
It was exactly the clothes I wore when I was in my seventies, sitting on the beach enjoying life, a Tang suit.
Although this Tang suit is made of the finest materials, it is still an old man's suit, and it always looks a little out of place for a young man like me to wear it.
"Forget it, go over the top of the mountain and find a house. Let's find a way to change into clothes suitable for the occasion." He said to himself, while taking off a jade ring finger from his hand and putting it in his arms.
There are ancient trees and cliffs everywhere around you. From time to time, you can see a goshawk flying over the sky, and you can hear the sound of birds chirping. At your feet, there is a path dotted with fluorescent lights, which is leaning on the rotting grass.
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However, Feng Zhou's internal energy traveled throughout his body and his physical strength was endless. Naturally, he did not take the current predicament to heart. He looked up at the sun, determined his direction, and walked straight to the north.
Because I was not familiar with the geographical environment and walked very slowly all the way through mountains and ridges, I found a dilapidated mountain temple to sleep for the night. I saw that the paint of the mountain god in the temple was falling off, and dust had accumulated two inches thick. The wooden table had already
It is in a state of decay. I don’t know how many years ago it was built, but I know that no one has come here for more than ten years.
We spent the night in the mountain temple, and the next day we caught a deer, roasted it, ate it, and then continued walking north.
At noon, the mountains gradually eased, and soon a mountain village appeared in sight.
Looking from a distance, there is a plain in the distance of the village. There is a mountain road that winds through the village, leading to the distance on one side and into the mountains on the other.
When he entered the mountain village, he saw an old woman sunbathing in front of her house. He quickly stepped forward and said hello: "Old woman."
The old woman raised her head and glanced at Feng Zhou. She was startled. She couldn't help but rub her eyes and looked at Feng Zhou again.
"Little master, what's wrong?"
"Little Master?" Feng Zhou was startled. A flash of lightning passed through his heart. He took a closer look at the old woman's clothes, then touched his head, and he suddenly understood.
He quickly clasped his hands together, made a monk's gesture, bowed to the old lady, and said: "To be honest with the old lady, this young monk is a monk from the Shaolin Temple... Fengtong, who was ordered by his master to travel around the world, but didn't want to get lost here.
I couldn't get out of this mountain for several days, but luckily I met you. May I ask the old lady, where is this place?"
"Oh, it turns out he's an eminent monk from Shaolin Temple. This is Yimeng Mountain. It occupies a large area and it's easy to get lost."
It seems that the old woman is not an ignorant mountain dweller, she actually knows the name of Shaolin Temple.
He said a few more words, knowing that it was the Qianlong period, and it had been more than a hundred years since the Qing army entered the customs. All ordinary people had to shave their heads and leave long braids on the back of their heads, commonly known as "yin and yang hair." So the old lady saw
He has short hair, and my first thought was that he was a ordained young monk.
When the Qing army entered the country and conquered the whole of China, in order to completely enslave the Han people, destroy the national pride of the Han people, and maintain the rule of the Qing Dynasty, they relied on the army and forcibly issued a "hair-shaving order", stipulating that wherever the Qing army went, regardless of officials or civilians,
Within ten days, all people are required to have their heads shaved, their hair cut and their hair braided, and those who do not comply will be beheaded. The execution slogan is: Keep your head but not your hair, keep your hair but not your head.
On the one hand, they used the imperial examination system to dismantle the rebellious mentality of the landlord class and recruit the best talents. On the other hand, they suppressed possible dissatisfaction through head-shaving orders. In addition, the successive emergence of Shunzhi, Kangxi, Yongzheng, and Qianlong were extremely skilled in political skills.
The emperor constantly promoted some literary prison, closed the country, went on tours for pleasure, re-appointed some pure ministers to fight corruption, built cities everywhere, promoted and satisfied the outstanding disciples, and then firmly controlled the entire world. In these one hundred and twenty years,
Over the years, although various people's uprisings continued, they were quickly suppressed, so during the Qianlong period, their rule was relatively stable.
So in today's China, as long as you are a Han, you have to have the same hairstyle as the Manchus. Therefore, when the old woman saw Feng Zhou's short hair, she subconsciously thought that he was a young monk. After being away from home for a long time, his hair grew out.
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When Feng Zhou was thinking about it, the old woman saw that he was unkempt and his clothes were a bit nondescript. She couldn't help but feel kind and said to Feng Zhou: "Little Master, I think it's very hard for a person to walk in this world. Why don't you come to me?"
Do you want a drink at home?"
Of course Feng Zhou wished for it. After following the old woman into the courtyard, he found that she only had a daughter-in-law, a grandson of thirteen or fourteen years old, and a one-year-old little girl. When the daughter-in-law saw a guest entering the courtyard, she hurriedly burned
Water makes tea, life cooks, and soon a delicious mountain picnic meal is on the table.
While eating, I learned that the old woman’s husband’s surname was Zhang. Her husband died young and her son worked in a bodyguard agency in Zhili Prefecture, Henan. He earned a lot of money every year, so the family was rich.
Although the escort agency is a serious profession, the world is unstable, so she travels all over the country, in fact, tying her head to her belt. In order to ensure that her son is safe when he is an escort, the old woman believes in Buddhism.
Do some good deeds and wish your son a safe journey.
This is also the reason why Feng Zhou was able to eat this meal.
After a meal, Feng Zhou's body had become warm. He had nothing left with him, so he took out the jade ring from his arms and handed it to the old lady: "Mom, thank you for your hospitality. The young monk travels all over the world.
There is nothing left. This was given as a gift to a rich family in Xuzhou when I was chanting sutras. Please accept it, auntie."
People in Shandong are hospitable, and the old lady is a good person who believes in Buddhism. She refused to take Fengzhou's jade ring at all costs. According to her, it was just a meal and nothing. If you took the jade ring, wouldn't it be a sign of respect for Guanyin?
Is Bodhisattva disrespectful?
Feng Zhou smiled and said: "Madam, I have been traveling all over the world, and my clothes have been lost in the mountains. If my mother-in-law has clothes for adult men, why not give them to me? This jade ring can be used as clothing and food money."
The old lady of the Zhang family waved her hand, pushed Feng Zhou's hand back resolutely, and said with a smile: "It's just a piece of clothing. My son has a few old clothes. You can make do with them for now. Tomorrow I will ask my grandson Xiaohu to take you to the town."
Go to the tailor's shop and make a few monk's robes. I'm afraid you can make a hundred monk's robes with this jade finger."
"Monk's robe!"
Feng Zhou cursed himself a few times in his mind, but he didn't show it on his face, but expressed gratitude on his lips.
The next day, the old woman called her grandson Xiaohu and asked him to take Feng Zhou to the tailor shop in town to make two pieces of clothes. Don't let people look at Feng Zhou and kill people in person.
Xiaohu naturally agreed wholeheartedly, and the two set out early in the morning and walked until three o'clock in the morning when they arrived at a small town, which was very close to the plains.
After entering the town, Feng Zhou first found a pawn shop and pawned his jade ring finger for fifty taels of silver. The pawn ticket said, "The worn jade ring finger weighs three hundred and two cents in total, and the deposit is fifty taels."
Even things that are obviously brand new will become worn out and old when they arrive at a pawn shop.
This is the rule in pawnshops all over the world, and Feng Zhou is not surprised, but it is a bit outrageous that some jade ring fingers are "shabby".
He bought two pieces of clothing for himself, and gave one to a neighbor's child. He also exchanged some scattered silver coins, and then bought some meat to give to the old lady of the Zhang family.
Xiaohu was a warm-hearted person and refused to accept the clothes given by Feng Zhou at first. It was not until Feng Zhou pretended to throw them away that he happily accepted them and thanked him profusely.
The two of them talked and laughed all the way back to the small mountain village. When they just turned the foot of the last mountain, they were suddenly shocked by the scene in front of them. Not far away, they saw that the usually peaceful mountain village was filled with thick smoke.
What a shame...
Cries, screams, and even unbridled and arrogant laughter could be heard constantly in my ears.
"No, there is danger in the village!" Feng Zhou clamped the little tiger under his arm in an instant and ran forward, like a cheetah galloping through the mountains.