Portable space

The next morning, Zhang Taiping and others came out of the room, and Liu Zhengen and his wife were already waiting in the living room.The little girl was held in his arms by his father, and the little boy was snuggled up to his mother.

"Morning, Mr. Zhang." Liu Zhengen greeted with the child in his arms.

"You guys got up pretty early." Zhang Taiping said.

Liu Zhengen said with a wry smile: "In fact, I didn't sleep all night."

Zhang Taiping looked over, and the eyes of the two people were indeed more red and swollen, and Li Ping's face was even more haggard, as if she had suffered a serious illness.

"I wonder what schedule you have today, Mr. Zhang?" Liu Zhengen asked.

"I'm going to visit the Shaolin Temple in Mount Song."

"If you don't dislike it, my husband and I will hold the baby together." Liu Zhengen said.

Zhang Taiping understood what he meant, but seeing that the two of them might not be able to sustain it, he shook his head and said: "No need. The treatment cannot be completed overnight, I will apply some medicine to the little girl now, I don’t need to take her on a trek today. I will stay in Luoyang to watch the Flower Fair these days, and I will be able to return from Shaolin Temple in the evening, so that tomorrow’s treatment will not be delayed. You should rest more, the two children also need Get some rest."

Seeing that he said this, Liu Zhengen didn't insist, and asked with a slight smile: "I don't know where Mr. Zhang is from yet? I'll make an arrangement in advance." If he treats the child at that time, he must be worried about letting Zhang Taiping take the child with him. If you go directly, you must be with you, so you need to make an arrangement.

"The one at Fengyukou in Xi'an should not be far away." Zhang Taiping replied.

"I'm also from Xi'an, so it's easy to handle."

Zhang Taiping said: "I will stay in Luoyang for a while. If Mr. Liu has nothing urgent to do, he might as well rest here for a few days. Then we can go back to Xi'an together. By the way, we can arrange the child to be treated by me."

"Okay, that's exactly what I mean." Liu Zhengen said, "This is my business card."

Zhang Taiping took the business card and looked at it. It was just a name and a phone number on it, not a job title. Presumably he was a person who didn't need a business card to show his worth.He put the business card in his pocket and said, "I don't have a business card, you can write down the phone number."

The couple were still counting on Zhang Taiping to heal their daughter's leg, so naturally they took down his phone call very actively.

When applying medicine to the little girl's leg again, the little girl said in surprise: "Uncle, I can feel it on my leg."

Zhang Taiping smiled and nodded: "You will be able to run and dance in a short time."

Liu Ping didn't cry this time, but she gently hugged her daughter with sadness on her face.Liu Zhengen frowned and asked the little girl worriedly: "Did Ling'er feel any pain in her legs before?"

"Yeah." The little girl nodded and said, "I used to not feel anything down to the knees. Uncle gave me the medicine three times and I can feel the coolness." The lower leg was basically paralyzed and unconscious, but after Zhang Taiping applied medicine several times, a small part of the meridians were restored, so I felt a little bit.

Now Liu Zhengen was more determined to let his daughter be treated by Zhang Taiping's side, bowed to Zhang Taiping and said earnestly: "Ling'er's leg injury is due to Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Taiping waved his hand and said: "Since I promised to cure the little girl, I will do my best to cure it, so you don't have to worry."

After having breakfast here, everyone bid farewell to the family of four and headed towards Shaolin Temple in Songshan Mountain.

Luoyang is the birthplace of Chinese Buddhism and one of the origins of Taoism. There are many temples and Taoism here, but generally speaking, Buddhism is more prosperous than Taoism, with Shaolin Temple and Baima Temple as representatives.

Shaolin Temple, located in Songshan Mountain, Dengfeng, Zhengzhou City, Henan Province, China, is the birthplace of Shaolin martial arts. It is located in the dense jungle at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain in the hinterland of Songshan Mountain, so it is named "Shaolin Temple".Shaolin Temple enjoyed a high reputation in the Tang Dynasty and was famous for Zen and martial arts.

Regardless of what the real Shaolin Temple looked like and what its status was in history, ordinary people’s impressions of Shaolin Temple mostly come from Mr. Jin’s great martial arts masterpiece.In his writings, Shaolin not only represents Buddhism but also represents the martial arts in the Central Plains. There is a saying that martial arts in the world come from Shaolin, and it has always been the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts.

Sitting on the car, the fat man said with a smile: "I don't know if the Shaolin Temple is really as numerous as dogs and strange people as shown on TV."

"You also know it was shown on TV, how can you take it seriously?" Yang Wanli shook his head with a smile and said, "I heard that the current monks are recruited, and they are full-time employees with high salaries, and they can't help giving birth. How can there be such a scene in the legend?"

"Being a monk can still get a salary and not abstain from sex?" The fat man was surprised. "Then I will become a monk too. Wouldn't it be nice to say a few words every day and be happy with my salary?"

Yang Wanli glanced at him and said, "You probably have no hope."

"Why?"

"Nowadays, the recruitment of monks and nuns not only requires a high degree of education but also a mastery of foreign languages. More importantly, it also depends on their appearance, just like you. Tsk tsk." After finishing speaking, Yang Wanli shook his head to express his sincerity.

The fat man looked at himself left and right and said, "I look good. Don't you see that the Buddhas and ancestors in Buddhism are all fat? Besides, is there such a thing as Maitreya Buddha Huanxi Buddha? I'll go and talk about it." Maybe it’s even more likable and brings joy to people.”

The two joked that there was not much respect for Shaolin Temple and Buddha in it.

Now the taxi driver who was driving in front was not happy, and said with a concerned face: "Monks are human too, besides, the teachings of Buddhism are also changing with the development of society, so that we can better adapt to society." Development, what's so bad about it, isn't there a saying, "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha sits in the heart." As long as there is a Buddha in the heart, it doesn't matter what form it is?"

I don’t know if this driver is because he has a sense of belonging to the city and doesn’t like two people teasing Shaolin Temple or Buddhist believers. If it’s the former, it’s fine, but if it’s the latter, it’s not easy to reason about it. The more pious believers are, the more paranoid they are about certain things. If the two of them continued talking, the driver angrily drove the car and took everyone to the Buddha to discuss it.Fatty and Yang Wanli looked at each other and closed their mouths in good time.

"I don't know if there are really people sweeping the floor in the Buddhist scripture pavilion in Shaolin Temple." After a while, the fat man reverted to his old ways. "Maybe I have to go in and have a look this time."

Zhang Taiping shook his head: "After all, Shaolin Temple has been passed down for more than a thousand years, and there is absolutely no shortage of heritage. There must be monks who protect the temple. It is estimated that these talents are the real strength of Shaolin Temple. And this is a sacred place of Buddhism after all. Sincerely There are not a few people who think about Buddha, so let's not do it casually after we enter."

The fat man laughed and said, "I'm just joking and saying a few words. When I enter the temple, I will naturally be honest. Maybe I will devote myself to Buddha once I am exaggerated by the solemn and solemn atmosphere."

Wang Gui also said: "There are indeed monks trained by Shaolin Temple in it. I have never been to Shaoshi Mountain before. By chance, I did a few tricks with a young monk who was about 20 years old."

"What happened in the end?" Fatty was very interested in these things, and even Ye Ling waited for the next sentence with bright eyes.

"Of course I lost." Wang Gui said with a smile, "Although my kung fu was still very poor at that time, but I was defeated if I failed to make three moves, so people dare not underestimate Shaolin."

"In this way, Shaolin martial arts really exist as in the legend." Yang Wanli said.

Wang Gui nodded: "Kung Fu naturally exists, and indeed a lot of Kung Fu has been handed down from Shaolin Temple. For example, the predecessor of Master Ye Wen's Wing Chun Boxing was Shaolin Boxing. There are many such things at once, but there is no It’s as exaggerated as it is in novels and TV.” He pointed to Zhang Taiping, “Don’t you have a kung fu master by your side?”

Yang Wanli and Fatty felt relieved when they thought about Zhang Taiping's abnormal force value. Zhang Taiping's knowledge of kung fu means that other people may also know kung fu. It's not surprising that monks in Shaolin Temple know kung fu. That should be it.

The fat man said regretfully: "It's a pity that my skeleton has been finalized, otherwise I would have gone to the Shaolin Temple to learn kung fu and come out of the wooden man alley."