I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

Bai Zhi and Feng Tianxiang didn't have much in common, but walking side by side with him at this moment, they felt like they were both fallen from the world.

Although he didn't speak much, Bai Zhi could feel a touch of loneliness from him.

Feng Tianxiang looked back at Bai Zhi from time to time as he walked. He accommodated Bai Zhi's pace and walked very slowly. As he walked, Feng Tianxiang felt that the air was too quiet. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Bai Zhi also obviously felt the awkward atmosphere and took the initiative to break the silence, "Agu is about to turn one year old. There is a custom in Danning that requires the elders in the family to make a meat gift for the child. Her father is not here, and Bai Zhi wants to invite her sister and brother-in-law. Brother-in-law, can you help me eat meat for Agu?"

Facing the sudden invitation, Feng Tianxiang looked happy and embarrassed. His voice was a little hesitant, "Okay... okay, okay, but I have never seen a meat gift. I'm afraid I'll miss something."

"Um, how do Nanman host a first-year banquet for their children?" Bai Zhi asked along the way, finding something to talk about along the way.

Feng Tianxiang was obviously stung by the word Nanman. He was stagnant for a moment. He recalled, "Customs vary from place to place, so I can't remember clearly, but in Nanman, there are people called warriors in every place, kid. Just after the 100th day, the mother will ask the local warriors to tattoo the child's earlobes, which represents receiving the blessings of the warriors and being called a brave person. "

"Then how do you become a warrior?" Bai Zhi asked.

"Driving away mountain beasts from the village, hunting down murderous pythons, there are many things that can make people become warriors. As long as they get people's thanks, they will lift people high, shout their names, and then ask People with high moral character get tattoos for him. With this tattoo, he can be regarded as a warrior."

"I see that brother-in-law Gu has a lion tattoo on his body. Are you also a warrior? How did you get it for the first time?" Bai Zhi looked a little curious again.

Along the way, he often competed with Zhuo Yao. When the two of them opened up, they went to bathe in the river shirtless. Feng Tianxiang had many tattoos on his body. In addition to the lion on his back, there were many tattoos on his arms, calves, earlobes, and chest. Different tattoos, bold and eye-catching.

Feng Tianxiang's expression relaxed, and there was a hint of pride in his eyebrows, "The first time I met an old lady in the mountains. She fell down and hit her head while working, and the bleeding continued. I carried her on my back for more than ten years. He drove her to the market without stopping once and saved her life. "

"Later, after her head was cured, she told people around her about it. The local warriors came to my home and said they wanted to give me a tattoo. From then on, I got my first tattoo as a warrior. " He said, rolling up his sleeves and showing Bai Zhi the tattoo on his forearm.

It was a bird, like an eagle, but not exactly like it. Bai Zhi asked curiously, "What kind of bird is this? Why is it carved as a bird?"

"This is a big bird. It runs very fast. The old lady said that it was like riding a big bird on my back, so she tattooed me with a big bird."

The big bird is an ostrich. Bai Zhi understood the meaning of these tattoos and couldn't help but ask, "Then why were the lions carved on your back?"

Feng Tianxiang's expression became solemn, "That year after my parents' rebellion failed, I was saved by General Zhuo. But I knew that many of my parents' subordinates were still trapped, so I asked General Zhuo to give me twenty men, and I took them with me. With these twenty people, I rushed into the dungeon and rescued those who followed my parents. They said that I was like a lion at that time. "

"How old were you then?"

"Fourteen." Feng Tianxiang said with a wry smile, "Although they have already rebelled against the Southern Barbarians, they still believe in the old customs of the Southern Barbarians. It's a bit sad to say that."

Bai Zhi was startled. She heard a sense of shackled powerlessness from these words. He was obviously a young hero who shouldered the burden at the age of only fourteen.

She shook her head, "Customs do not belong to politicians. Throughout the ages, people have believed in those who are courageous and capable. Such customs belong to the people and have nothing to do with who is in power. Such good customs cannot be protected by anyone. They belong to those in power. People have problems."

Bai Zhi said this and she didn't know if Feng Tianxiang heard it. The two arrived at the competition ring.

There were a lot of people competing, but few of the leaders were there. Needless to say, Zhuo Ling and Zhuo Yao, Mei Boyang and Mei Gong's adopted sons were not here either. Those who came might be grandchildren, lieutenants and the like.

Feng Tianxiang was a little disappointed, "I thought Mei Boyang would come and punch him anyway. People like them don't even bother to compete with us, right?"

"I heard that the Mei family is all contemptuous of others." Bai Zhi agreed.

"But Ling'er doesn't want to come either." Feng Tianxiang suddenly uttered these words.

Bai Zhi was shocked. She had said the wrong thing. Did he mean that Zhuo Ling also looked down on him?

After realizing this, Bai Zhi became cautious when speaking.

Fighting is done one by one. The person who has won three consecutive games in the ring is a strong man from the north. He looks like he can lift Bai Zhi and throw her ten meters away.

Feng Tianxiang went up without saying a word, took off his hat and shirt, revealing all the tattoos on his body and his curly hair, exuding a wild nature.

I have to say that her figure is still very good. Bai Zhi is very satisfied. She is happy for her sister for a second.

But the moment he exposed his chest, there were boos all around, "Hey! Nanmanzi? Nanmanzi, get out of here!"

"Hey, you're not that Feng Tianxiang, are you?"

"Hahaha, that southern barbarian married by the little princess of the Wang family in Zhennan? Doesn't he look good?"

"Tell me how you managed to please the little princess?"

"What else can you do? You can take a look at his pants later and you'll know?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

In an instant, the whole hall burst into laughter, and all kinds of insulting language came out one after another.

Feng Tianxiang was stunned on the ring for a moment. He had heard too many insults to him, and the insults to Zhuoling broke his heart.

Bai Zhi glared at the gossipers around her and scolded them for speaking evil words, but her voice was drowned by the filthy words in the crowd.

Feng Tianxiang felt that maybe he shouldn't come. From the moment he stood on this stage, he was trying to discredit Zhuo Ling.

His eyes gradually turned red, an angry scarlet color. He couldn't relieve his anger even with insults. He hooked his fingers at the strongman opposite, signaling him to attack first.

Such actions are usually a provocation to the other party. Who can bear such a provocation? The strong man roared and rushed over.

Like a charging brown bear, Feng Tianxiang didn't dodge at all, aiming straight at the strong man's throat and punching him.

But for a moment, the powerful voice just now fell silent, replaced by a gurgling bubbling sound in the throat.

"Southern Barbarian! This is a martial arts competition! You are trying to harm someone!" Someone yelled at Feng Tianxiang from under the ring.

Feng Tianxiang's eyes were still angry and scarlet, and he raised his fingers at the people below, gesturing for them to come up.

Northerners have always looked down on Southern Barbarians, so how could they let him be so arrogant in this place, so they attacked one after another, insisting on beating Feng Tianxiang to the ground before they would give up.

But Feng Tianxiang is also a one-of-a-kind existence in the army of southern Shanxi. Even though the northerners have the advantage of regional race and are born strong men, they still can't erase this individual difference and decades of hard training.

Feng Tianxiang won more than ten games in a row.

But victory could not bring him glory, and the insults and abuse below became more and more intense, even directly rising to the level of insult to Zhuo Ling's reputation.

Feng Tianxiang started to tremble when he heard his breathing.