Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 2 Cao Sanniangzi
After struggling to get a few buckets of water from the water tank in the cave, the seven or eight Uyghur warriors who came took a rest in the cave, while Zhang Chao was forced to stand outside the cave.

But when he was fetching water just now, Zhang Chao was terrified. If the reflection in the water is indeed him, then Zhang Chao has now become a slightly green boy.

Although his appearance has not changed, at least he looks like he is more than ten years younger. The original 28-year-old Zhang Chao looks only sixteen or seventeen years old in the water.

What's even more weird is that the body has not changed even though the person is young. The birthmark on the left chest shows that the body is still the original one.

"Impossible! Impossible! How can there be rejuvenation in this world? It must be because the light was too dark to see clearly just now!" Zhang Chao kept comforting himself in his heart.

"Wu Na novice, you have no food in such a broken cave, and you need a certain family to supply food. Come, quickly find some firewood and cook some food!"

The Uyghur who first drew his knife came again. He searched for a long time in the cave where Zhang Chao lived, but he couldn't even find any food.

Then he could only go back to the horse angrily to get a bag of millet, and then threw it on the ground with a bang, asking Zhang Chao to cook for them quickly.

cooking?Zhang Chao stared blankly at this sweaty Uighur man, why do you want me to cook?Shall I order you a takeaway?
But the anger came up for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace.

Because Zhang Chao at this meeting was not in the mood to get angry with this guy at all. He suddenly realized that if there was such a thing as time travel in this world, he would probably become a member of the time travel army.

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

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

The White Lotus Sect, a professional rebel religion that has been practiced in China for more than a thousand years, borrowed from Manichaeism.

Arhat is the name given to Manichean monks, borrowed from the Buddhist arhat.

Good woman is a name for women who believe in Buddhism. Together with good men, they are called good men and believers in later generations.

Shami is a name for monks who have reached the age of fourteen but less than twenty. The full name is called Xingtong Shami. It is used to address unordained monks. I touched the forehead. These guys think of themselves as monks!
But all of this, it was the ancients who would divide it so finely!
In the republic of the later generations, there is no distinction between novice monks, novice monks, and mages, all of which can be solved with a sentence of old monk and young monk!Not to mention that Manichaeism has disappeared for hundreds of years.

woo woo woo woo!My super brother doesn't want to time travel!The three-bedroom apartment in the mountain city has just paid the down payment, the loan for the car has just been paid, and the little girlfriend who has just chased him has not yet reached the stage of holding hands, and the wonderful life has just begun!

Mrs. Cao San walked slowly outside the door, and she suddenly remembered the title of poor monk.

Other monks call themselves poor monks, which is a modest title, but for this little novice, the word poor monk is appropriate.

He was wearing an obviously ill-fitting black suit. The hem of the black suit could only reach around his knees, and most of his calves were exposed, trembling slightly in the cold wind.

No shoes, short hair, black and blue forehead, trying to keep the runny nose from flowing out, and the cave temple without any grain and rice all showed extreme embarrassment.

Where is his master?How can you live in such a place?So stupid, obviously frightened, poor thing!

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

Seeing that this silly little novice was going to be unlucky again, Mrs. Cao hurried over and took Ziyi and dragged him into the cave temple, and by the way, she asked her maid to bring food and follow her.

Huh?
Mrs. Cao San was puzzled for a while. She had just passed the age of Zongjiao when she first saw the young novice in a daze, and she was afraid that he would be harmed by the Uighurs, so she went to pull him without thinking.

But it would appear that although the little novice monk doesn't have much hair on his head, it looks well-groomed and pretty.

Looking young, that's because apart from the black and blue forehead from the cold, the red lips, white teeth, delicate skin and no beard are like a boy.

But when you look at it closely, the monk's face is sharp and angular, not the round face of a boy.

And it's not that there is no beard. The short, almost invisible beards at the corners of the mouth are neat and tidy, which is obviously the result of frequent trimming.

Besides, this little novice is at least five feet and eight inches tall. How can a boy be so tall?
Who is this!Why do people often cut their beards short to pretend to be children?How strange!
A little incense came immediately, and Zhang Chao's head was buzzing as he was pulled by a weak and boneless catkin, and the panic about the possibility of crossing suddenly eased a bit.

He just wondered if this dignified Mrs. Cao San had a bad eye and treated him like a child.

"Little master, don't you even have a fire sickle?"

Shanniang is a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old. She is wearing a green skirt and waving the scythe in her hand, looking curiously at this rather strange novice in front of her.

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

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

The so-called fire sickle is the most common fire-igniting tool in ancient times. Like a small sickle, a fire is lit by rubbing against flint and matching with tinder.

"Third lady, this little master doesn't know anything, but he is not dumb, he seems to be able to talk, but I can't understand anything!" Shanniang immediately reported her new discovery to her wife.

"My Buddha is merciful! Although reciting scriptures silently is not devoid of piety, but being able to recite the meaning of the Buddha's scriptures out loud can help others and yourself."

The third lady Cao sat on a small wooden bench, and she looked at Zhang Chao full of relief. In her opinion, not being able to chant scriptures must be the most painful thing in the world.

"Crossing people and crossing oneself?" Just as Mrs. Cao finished speaking, the leader of the Uighurs who was wearing a brocade robe with scattered flowers and a felt hat with a rolled brim and a pointed peak came over.

There was resentment in his eyes, and he stood in front of Mrs. Cao San with great air.

"Third Lady, how hypocritical! Back then, my Zhai family came all the way from Yizhou to vote, and I worked hard for your Cao family. I just wanted to marry a concubine girl of your Cao family. How dare your brother insult me!
What a wealthy family!A hypocritical look, hum!Lao Tzu has kidnapped his sister now, let's see if he wants to show his face!Hahaha! "

(End of this chapter)