The purely wooden roof is very old, and the rafters and hairpins are neatly arranged in rows.
Su Ren stared blankly at the roof. He felt like he was dreaming. One moment, the eight of them went up the mountain together to find a cave; the next moment, he was traveling alone in the barren mountains; at this moment, he was lying in a room with something still on his body.
Covered with a quilt, he shook his head vigorously, trying to confirm where he was and trying to recall whether he was dreaming.
Yi Gulu got up from the bed. The room was very simple. There was no bed or table. Su Ren was lying on a wooden board in the corner. There was a tray on the edge of the wooden board with a bowl of vegetable porridge in it. The aroma made her hungry.
It is impossible to resist such a person. It doesn’t matter where he comes from or whether there is any problem. He picks him up and puts it to his mouth, and then pours it into his stomach in a few gulps.
I took a long breath and felt comfortable all over. Even though I was only half full, it was still better than an empty stomach. I felt a little more comfortable, and then I noticed other things. My clothes had been changed, and I still wore a slanted robe. Inside.
It turned out to be a vacuum, with only a thin robe. When the wind blew, it felt chilly from bottom to top. I quickly tightened my clothes tightly and looked around for my original clothes.
Although the room is large, it is relatively empty. In addition to a so-called bed, it is a small table in front of it. The teapot is the roughest kind, and there is no teacup at all. There is still some space in the stomach, so I pick up the teapot and put it in my stomach.
After taking another breath, I finally felt full.
There was a whooshing sound outside the door. If you listened carefully, it turned out to be the sound of metal breaking through the air. I had heard it on TV before. Su Ren remembered that the last person he saw was a Taoist boy. It should be that guy, right? I heard that from Wudang Mountain
Taoist priests like to practice swordsmanship, and I didn’t expect that this Taoist priest from Sichuan also liked it. He tiptoed to the door and opened it gently. Sure enough, a young Taoist boy in the yard was waving his sword and flying up and down. To be honest, it was better than practicing swordsmanship.
It was much better than what I imagined. It wasn't a peerless martial art of flying over walls and flying over walls, but it looked quite powerful. Because the wooden dummy opposite the Taoist boy was already riddled with holes.
Su Ren marveled at Taotong's swordsmanship, and was attracted to it unknowingly. Su Ren had rarely seen high-level martial arts. In the past, he always thought that those things were just showpieces, but this Taotong's swordsmanship was so powerful and powerful that it seemed vaguely...
With murderous intent.
The Taoist boy thrust out the last sword, drew back his sword, and exhaled a long breath.
"Stealing people's skills is not something a gentleman would do. Come out, please?" The Taoist boy looked young, and his words had a calm tone.
Su Ren chuckled: "What kind of stealing skills? Isn't this just a show? I can do it!"
"Oh? I didn't expect that the young master also knows martial arts. I just don't know why he was chased by a pack of wolves in such a panic!"
When this matter was mentioned, Su Ren couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "Can we not talk about this? Isn't it just martial arts? Look at me!"
After looking around, I didn't find any useful weapons. The Taoist boy handed the sword in his hand to Su Ren. As soon as Su Ren took it, he didn't expect it to be so heavy. When he looked carefully, he found it was made of bronze! This sword was seven years old.
Weighing eight pounds, it is difficult to lift, let alone dance.
"So heavy?"
"This sword is called Zhui Ming. It is three feet and three inches long and weighs fifteen kilograms. It can only be considered light among weapons. The sword used by my master weighs thirty kilograms." The Taoist boy's face was full of contempt.
He threw away the immobile bronze sword and grabbed a fist-sized stone on the ground: "That's it! Come on?"
The Taoist boy looked puzzled: "What does this mean?"
"Bibi? Why don't you dare?"
The Taoist boy sneered, grabbed his sword, held a sword flower, and stabbed Su Ren in the face. The movement was not fast, but the force was not weak. Su Ren stood there without moving, his eyes
He stared wide open, watching the sword in the Taoist boy's hand go straight to his face. Seeing that the sword was about to hit Su Ren, Su Ren didn't hide. The Taoist boy didn't want to hurt anyone, so he had to stop his attack quickly.
Su Ren took a lunge and came towards the Taoist boy with a stone in one hand. The sword grazed Su Ren's ear and stabbed him. Su Ren got into the Taoist boy's arms and hit the Taoist boy on the back with the stone he held high.
"Boom!" The sound was low and dull. The stone hit the Taoist boy hard on the back, almost breaking the Taoist boy's spine. The Taoist boy crashed into Su Ren's arms. Su Ren grabbed the Taoist boy and hugged him.
He raised the stone in his hand for the second time. Seeing that the situation was not good, the Taoist boy pushed Su Ren away with a palm, turned over with a kite to avoid the second stone, and jumped back, already several feet away.
"You are cheating!"
Su Ren was pushed onto his buttocks, and he fell hard. Half of his buttocks were hurt by the stone. He stood up slowly with a grin on his face, rubbing his buttocks, and looking at the embarrassed Taoist boy: "
What's the trick? We agreed on a competition. If you lose, you lose. If you can't afford to lose, don't play. Oops! My butt will definitely become eight petals when it's over."
"You!" Dao was so childish that he couldn't speak. His back hurt, and his little face turned red.
Su Ren chuckled and threw the stone in his hand: "This is fighting. I tell you that the soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, and the hard ones are afraid of life. Your martial arts is indeed better than mine, but I don't care about my life.
I will die with you from the beginning, so you can’t take advantage of me. When it comes to risking your life, martial arts is just nonsense."
The Taoist boy looked at Su Ren and began to think inexplicably. Su Ren's words were rough but straightforward. Back then, his master told him that the highest level of martial arts requires that you have no moves in your mind before you can win every battle. Today and
In a martial arts competition, Su Ren actually agreed to his master's words. The Taoist boy could see that Su Ren didn't know any martial arts at all, but he actually received a stone from others first.
"Young Master's words revealed the secrets of heaven. I sternly thanked you for your teachings!" The Taoist boy clasped his hands and bowed deeply to Su Ren.
Su Ren was in a hurry and quickly imitated a stern look to return the salute. He seemed to feel that something was wrong: "That's wrong! Don't Taoist priests always raise one palm up to salute? Is this what you are doing?"
Leng Jun felt embarrassed when he saw that he had made a mistake in the rules. He just giggled and did not explain: "Yesterday I saw the young master lying at the gate of the Taoist temple. I wonder why the young master went to Wenling alone? There were so many wolves, worms, tigers and leopards there, and the young master came out in a panic. I didn't know he met him.
What's the matter?"
"Okay, okay, don't call me a young man. It sounds weird. My name is Su Ren. I went on an adventure with a few friends and was dumped. I had no choice but to come back alone. Fortunately, I met you, otherwise
I’m about to feed the wolves, and after all, you are my savior.”
After all, the two young people have become very close. This can be regarded as a kind of acquaintance without fighting. Su Ren has no research on martial arts, and Su Ren is quite familiar with fighting. Starting from kindergarten, he has been grabbing the sticks of children.
Lollipop, when he was in elementary school, he was still a baby. Although he restrained himself a lot when he went to college, he has never forgotten the skills he developed in middle school.
Leng Jun didn't quite understand words like "next door class", "road", "steel bar", "machete", etc. that occasionally popped out of Su Ren's mouth. He was still infected by Su Ren's words about his glorious achievements.
A few people beat up more than a dozen people with wooden roots. Su Ren even bravely took half a brick and opened a gourd for a guy. Leng Jun listened to these stories with relish. Occasionally, he could also comment on some of Su Ren's
A word about the unskilled fighting skills.
We were all young people, so they chatted endlessly. Seeing that they were already hungry, the two of them still chatted with gusto.
"Senior brother?" A crisp female voice suddenly penetrated into Su Ren's ears. As a master of beauty hunting, Su Ren could already guess that there must be a beautiful woman behind him just by hearing this sound.
A young woman wearing a green sermon robe stood at the entrance of the main hall of the Taoist temple behind Su Ren. She was very delicate and about fifteen or sixteen years old.
"Master Su, this is my junior sister, Junior Sister Lengyue, this is Mr. Su."
"Master Su, you are polite." Leng Yue saluted Su Ren, which was not a Taoist etiquette. Yingying bowed down. Although she was young, she did this set of etiquette quite elegantly.
Su Ren quickly imitated Leng Yue's behavior and put it down gracefully, making Leng Yue laugh.
Su Ren didn't expect that he would be rejuvenated. When he washed his face just now, he found that he was younger. No wonder he didn't feel the stubble like a brush after drilling in the forest for more than ten days. The backpack he was carrying was unimaginably heavy.
There are those sleeves that often fall off. I didn’t notice them when I was very nervous, but now that I think about them, they have indeed shown that I have changed.
With a childish face, Su Ren stared at the copper basin for a full time and was speechless after confirming that he had indeed become younger. Returning to the wing of the Taoist temple, Leng Jun and Leng Yue were already seated.
They sat where he had just been lying, with a small table in front of each person. Seeing Su Ren come in, he stood up coldly and signaled that the small table opposite Su Ren belonged to him.
He was actually sitting on his knees. Su Ren was surprised. He hadn't recovered from the fact that he had become younger, and he discovered something illogical. Su Ren's mind was a little confused.
"Master Su, are you okay?"
Su Ren quickly waved his hand: "Wait a minute, let me figure it out. I dare to ask, sir, why don't you use tables and chairs and learn from the Japanese?"
"What are tables and chairs? Who are the Japanese?" Leng Jun, Leng Yue brother and sister looked confused.
Su Ren was even more confused: "Don't you know? Is this the legendary Peach Blossom Land?"
"What is the Peach Blossom Spring?"
There are actually people in the originally dilapidated Laojun Temple, with draped clothes, bulky bronze swords, wonderful martial arts, the practice of kneeling down to share food, and his youthful appearance. Everything is completely contrary to modern society.
Su Ren's mind was completely confused.
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In the author's words, that function is so difficult to use that I can only write after it is published. I will write here from now on. On Monday, strive for good results. Again, support me, please support me! (To be continued)