Young hero, do you need an old man? [Entertainment circle]

"Would you believe me if I said that I wasn't in this world for the past seven years?"

In the quiet room, the fresh herbal aroma of the ointment wafts in the air.

Shen Lin heard Fengmianxi's voice softly ringing in his ears, with a slight bitterness in his mouth.

He frowned, and looked sideways at Fengmianxi, "Are you just... were you joking with me?"

Feng Mianxi is applying medicine to him, using her fingertips to dig out the 01:30 transparent ointment, and then gently apply a layer on the reddened area. The skin under the finger is more delicate than ordinary people, especially the area close to the earlobe, tender It's just unbelievable.

Hearing Shen Lin's serious question, Feng Mianxi nodded equally seriously, "I'm not joking, I was indeed not in this world in the past seven years." After a long pause, he finally said the last sentence, "Seven years ago , I traveled through time and went to a world of martial arts."

Shen Lin opened his eyes wide...

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Seven years ago, in the world of martial arts, Yuliu Town.

It was raining again, and the rain was pattering, and it didn't take long to soak the world.

"It's so cold..." Feng Luo, who was only 17 years old, was wrapped in a torn blanket and squatted under the eaves of someone else's house.In just three months, his penis had grown several inches, and it was wet from the rain and stuck to his scalp.

At a distance of five or six steps, several beggars were squatting on the ground and fighting for a dirty steamed bun that was still on the ground.

"Googoo..." Fengluo's stomach growled a few times, he swallowed, and shrank back a little further into the eaves.

He hasn't eaten all day.

When he just crossed over, he pawned the little things he was carrying, bought the ID card of this world, rented a shabby house, and made a living by helping people write. Fortunately, the characters of this world and the traditional Chinese characters of ancient China It's the same, and the people at the bottom are seldom literate, so he can survive by relying on his crooked calligraphy.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Just a few days ago, he accidentally offended a martial arts master. His house was smashed and his money was robbed. If it wasn't for the help of a kind neighbor, he would never have escaped from the master's grasp.

How can there be such an unscientific thing as martial arts in this world?Why do the yamen and the police don't care?Isn't murder illegal?

Thinking of the stable modern life, Feng Luo shed two tears without disappointment.He sniffed, and decided to wait for the rain to stop before continuing to move forward, no matter where he went, as long as he could get rid of that master's pursuit.

At this moment, the sound of horseshoes came from the end of the long street.

Horses are also very precious things in this world, especially good ones.

Feng Luo heard the reputation and looked over. The man was wearing a navy blue gown with arrow sleeves and was riding a horse in the rain. His face could not be seen clearly through several layers of rain curtains.

He remembered what that kind neighbor had said to him. He told him that if he could spare no effort, he could join a certain powerful gang, be a disciple or a servant, so that he could get shelter, and he would no longer have to be afraid of that gang. The pursuit of masters.

But really powerful gangs are not so easy to advance, especially Feng Luo who is so old and has no martial arts foundation. Like him, they don't even want to be sold as slaves.

After running around for several days, the last bit of money on his body was exhausted. Today, he has no money for food.

I miss my mother so much, I want to go home...

He hung his head sadly.

"Brat, I found you!"

Feng Luo suddenly raised his head, and saw a brawny man with a beard standing bare-chested across the street, holding a big knife in his hand, looking at him with satisfaction.

Why did you catch up so quickly!

He got up reflexively and ran, but without any martial arts background, no matter how good his body was, he couldn't run those martial arts people. Before he could run 50 meters, he was hit by a stone in the bend of his knee, and there was a bang fell to the ground.

The ground is not the concrete floor of modern society, nor is it paved with bluestone slabs like cities in this world, but a wet mud floor soaked in rain.

He fell to the ground, covered in dirty muddy water.

The big man behind him walked over quickly, and kicked him back to the ground when he was about to get up.

"Stinky boy, I teach you to run! You still dare to run if you offend me! Today I will send you to see the King of Hades!" As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the big knife in his hand and slashed down.

Feng Luo's body was stepped on and he couldn't move, he turned his head sideways, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the blade that seemed to be shining in the rain striking head-on, his face turned pale with fright and he couldn't think for a moment.

The next moment, there was a bang, and the knife in the big man's hand was bounced away, and his whole body was also shaken by the terrifying force to take a few steps back, and he had to let go of the foot that was stepping on the young man.

"Who are you? What are you doing for me to clean up your enemies?" When he said this, the big man was actually a little scared, and he was definitely a master who could shake him away with a single sword.

The person who came was the one who had just come from the end of the long street on horseback. He was dressed in a navy blue robe and a huge bamboo hat, and his face was rare and handsome.

He glanced at the young man who fell on the ground, and said to the big man: "I think this young man has clean eyes, he doesn't look like someone who commits crimes, besides, he doesn't know martial arts, how did he become your enemy?"

The big man's eyes flickered for a moment, and he quibbled: "The black shop opened by this kid puts medicine in my tea. If I don't kill him, who will I kill?"

"I didn't..." Feng Luo struggled to stand up from the ground, and explained clearly: "I didn't open a shop, I just wrote letters for someone in a tea shed. He didn't pay for the tea and wanted to hit the boss. stall, I ran to the Yamen to file a complaint, which offended him."

"You are talking nonsense!" The big man rushed over suddenly, raised his knife and greeted Feng Luo, planning to strike first.

But was stopped by the man's sword, he still sat on the horse without moving the sword, and only used the scabbard one by one, the big man with the knife was shaken back several steps, and finally even a four He fell into the muddy water with his feet upside down.

Feng Luo was stunned. In fact, he didn't see what the man did. He only saw his hand raised and lowered. The big man who was regarded as a master by him fell to the ground in such a state of embarrassment. But the strange man in front of him, the big man rolled his eyes, turned around and fled after leaving a harsh word.

And the man sitting on the horse didn't even lift his eyelids.

Feng Luo's admiration couldn't be higher, and he didn't know how to repay him, so he could only keep thanking him.

The man looked down at him, his pupils reflected Feng Luo's muddy and distressed appearance, after a pause, he asked, "Would you like to come with me?"

Feng Luo was stunned.

I only heard the man say: "I see that man's eyes are vicious and his breath is cloudy. He must be a cruel and merciless person. You don't know martial arts. When he comes to you again, I'm afraid it won't be safe..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Mianxi nodded gratefully: "I am willing, I am willing, thank you benefactor for taking me in."

The man was slightly taken aback, then the corners of his mouth curled up, his face under the bamboo hat was handsome like a god.He nodded and said: "Okay, get on the horse." Then he stretched out his hand towards him.

Feng Luo raised half of his hand and retracted it, "I... I am dirty..." This short three-month experience has already brought about a huge change in his mind.

The man smiled heartily when he heard the words, "No problem." As he spoke, he lifted Feng Luo's shoulders and led him onto the horse, not minding the dirt on his body at all.

"What's your name and how old are you?"

"My name is Feng Luo, and I'm seventeen this year."

"Seventeen? It looks like fifteen." He paused, then continued, "Which wind?"

"Maple of maple leaves."

"Unexpectedly, we are of the same clan. My surname is Feng, and Feng Yanhui."

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"Feng Yanhui..." Shen Lin muttered the name.

"Yes, the benefactor's name is Feng Yanhui." Feng Mianxi's tone revealed a bit of nostalgia: "After I was brought back by my benefactor, I practiced martial arts with him all the time. After he passed away, I raised Xiaobao alone. , until a few months ago, for some reason, I wore it back."

"So Xiao Bao is Feng Yanhui's son?"

"That's right." Feng Mianxi nodded and said, "The benefactor has shown me the kindness of rebuilding, so no matter what, I will raise Xiaobao well."

Shen Lin patted him on the shoulder silently, and asked him: "What happened to Xingzhao at that time?"

Feng Mianxi shook his head, "I don't know either." He touched the piece of white jade on his chest, and said in a deep thought: "This piece of white jade was a birthday present from my benefactor a few years ago, and the name Mianxi was also given to me by my benefactor. , and it has been almost a year since the benefactor passed away. Logically speaking, it is impossible... But Shi Xing said that he is the reincarnation of the benefactor."

Shen Lin didn't believe that Feng Yanhui, who was mentioned at the mouth of Fengmian Creek, was a gentleman as dignified as jade, but Shi Xing was a gentleman of some kind, and he looked like a villain who sowed discord.Shen Lin felt uncomfortable when he remembered the look that Shi Xingzhao had looked at him before.

"Are you sure he is your benefactor?" Don't blame Shen Lin for being suspicious, the difference between the two is too great.

Feng Mianxi was also not sure, it was because of this that he came back with Shen Lin without hesitation.

"However, what he said is completely correct. If he is not a benefactor, how would he know those things?" Feng Mianxi said.

"That's not necessarily true." Shen Lin helped him analyze it. "When was the last time you saw Xingzhao? Did he show any abnormalities at that time?"

Feng Mianxi recalled: "It was more than a month ago, before I filmed the reality show. At that time he... touched the back of my neck and said he was picking up broken hair for me."

Touch the back of your neck?Shen Lin asked suspiciously: "Before he touched the back of your neck, you didn't notice it?" You know, when he was with Feng Mianxi, he could quickly notice what he wanted to do.

"I didn't..." Feng Mianxi was halfway through speaking, and suddenly understood what Shen Lin meant.Different from ordinary people, Fengmianxi has martial arts, and for people who practice martial arts, all the vital points like the back of the neck are always extra sensitive, but at that time before Shi Xing touched him, he was not the slightest None noticed.

At that time, he didn't feel the fluctuation of internal force in Shi Xingzhao's body, and he relaxed his guard because he returned to modern times. He just thought it was a coincidence, and didn't suspect Shi Xingzhao's body.

In other words, Shi Xingzhao already had martial arts at that time.

But why didn't he say it?

Feng Mianxi guessed, "Is it because he didn't remember everything at the time?"

Shen Lin thought of Shi Xing's slightly evil eyes when he was taking care of people, hesitated for a moment, and said to Feng Mianxi: "He told you, he recalled his past life by dreaming? Then what's the matter with his current martial arts? According to him, he only remembered it in the last few months."

When Feng Mianxi was reincarnated as Shi Xingzhao by his benefactor, he was so shocked that he couldn't think carefully about it. Only when Shen Lin brought it up did he feel strange, not bad.Shi Xingzhao's martial arts is already stronger than him now, but even with memory, martial arts can't be practiced in a few months. After the soul is reincarnated, can martial arts be reincarnated with him?