There are three children in Kaifeng

On a moonless night in the twelfth lunar month of winter, a figure walked rapidly on the snowy ground, and no one noticed that the manhole cover of a sewer well in front of it was not covered...

As soon as he opened his eyes, Ding San felt a splitting headache, especially at the back of his head, the pain was overwhelming; when he touched his head, it was covered with a thick cotton cloth.

After being confused for a long time, I vaguely remembered what happened: Yuehei Fenggao didn’t notice that the well cover was not covered, and fell into the well with a "swish" as I walked. I should go to the Taisui Temple with Lao Niu to ask for a peace talisman... Just as I was thinking about it, a bald man with a smile like a chrysanthemum flashed in front of my eyes, and the sun reflected on the top of his shiny head, which made her stupid instantly—— —Why is the image of the medical staff so mighty now...

The bald doctor saw Ding San's astonished expression, his eyes were bent when he laughed, and he asked with concern: "Little brother, are you awake?"

Ding San recovered from his astonishment, swallowed and spit, the doctor's catchphrase is really strange, calling the patient "little brother", knowing that the doctor is caring about her, but no matter how you look at this "chrysanthemum face", it is hard to be grateful Feelings.

Seeing her swallowing and spitting, the doctor suddenly realized:

"You're thirsty! Come on, come on..." He helped her up, let her sit against the wall, put a pillow on her back, and poured a bowl of hot water , let her blow and drink slowly...

"Doctor Chrysanthemum" saw that she had finished drinking the water, settled down, and asked, "Little brother, you scared me to death, you were out of breath just now, you are really lucky..." He said Putting his palms together and chanting "Amitabha", Ding San looked at Ding San in a daze and asked again: "Little brother, what is your name and where are you from?"

This doctor is really weird, isn’t there a name on the medical record, where does it have anything to do with seeing a doctor, after thinking about it again, I understand: Oh, maybe this is a meeting, the doctor tests whether I am stupid or not.

Just as he was about to answer, he suddenly saw the doctor and the scene behind him, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't speak for a long time before he murmured: "Hey, what's going on. ..”

"Oh, what a fool, this is..." "Doctor Chrysanthemum" looked sympathetic.

Just now I had a severe headache, so I didn't look carefully, so I collected myself and carefully looked at the "doctor" in front of me. This is not a doctor, this is clearly an old monk!No wonder you are bald!Behind the old monk are simple and retro tables and chairs, four gray walls, and a big broom standing in the corner of the door. Could it be the famous Shaolin sweeping monk at home and abroad?

Seeing the frightened look in her eyes when she looked at him, the old monk was also a little flustered, and hurriedly asked: "Little brother, what's wrong?"

"Little...brother?" Then I remembered, looked at my body, and my mouth became an "O" shape again, this... this, a rag head, a rag bag There were also a few crushed plums in it... She was about to cry: "This... what's going on?!"

"Oh, little brother, don't you remember? You went to pick plums from the tree to eat, and you accidentally fell down and hit your head on a rock. I brought you back." The old monk looked at her expectantly and hoped that she To be able to recall the cause and effect.

Ding San heard: What?What to pick?Plum?What season, isn't it winter...

While telling himself to calm down, he looked at the old monk and the pile of rags on his body again. The old monk was wearing an old monk robe, which was old and clean, much better than the pile of rags on his body. It smells like a pair of rotten cloth shoes that don’t fit well, the heels are all crushed, it’s obviously not my own, the ankle is exposed, I look like a little beggar...Impossible, fall into the well in winter It won't be caught in the summer, could it be that I have been a vegetable for a while?That shouldn't be wearing rags and picking plums... eh?Not to mention, this rag head is quite ancient...

Calm and calm, after thinking about all kinds of possibilities calmly...

We, we are not going through time, right?

Thinking of this, my heart tightened, my brows frowned, I looked at myself, I had thin arms and legs, I touched my face, it was black and gray in one hand, on both sides of my face were curly hair, shoulder length, and I clearly It's short hair!There is no mirror, and I don't know what I look like, but according to the current data, the length of this body is no longer my own.

It's all right, we really wore it...

The old monk saw that she was scratching here and there like a monkey, so he asked, "Little brother, do you really not remember anything?"

Ding San shook his head.Indeed, if you come to this "unknown" world, you really don't know who you are and what you do.I just heard the old monk talk about a little brother, and I wondered, we were a woman before I fell, and this outfit plus "little brother"...

While the old monk was not paying attention, he secretly touched between his legs... There was nothing, and he breathed a sigh of relief. If he dressed as a man, he would probably die again in a while.Looking at myself in rags and smiling wryly, with this rags and stunted body, only ghosts can recognize men and women...

While thinking about it, the old monk generously introduced himself briefly: "Little brother, don't be afraid, this is the Golden Dragon Temple, and I am the monk here, with the name of Fahai..."

"Pfft!" Just now, he was wondering why Jinlong Temple was so familiar, and he laughed out loud when he heard the word "Fahai". Isn't Fahai from White Snake? !Could it be that we have something to do with the myth? !No, that one seems to be Jinshan Temple...

The old monk looked at her, wondering what she was thinking, with a puzzled look on her face: Is my Dharma name so pleasant? No, my master said it was quite cultural when he named it. □□" of...

Ding San also felt that he was being rude, so he quickly apologized: "Master, oh no, master, don't blame me, I fell like a human being in two lifetimes, and I don't remember everything before, master?" A few sentences are quite decent.

Fa Hai sighed: "Hey, poor thing, I carried you back from under the plum tree, look at your appearance..." After a pause, he hesitated to speak,

"It doesn't matter if you say it, master." That's what ancient TV dramas seem to say...

"It looks like a young man who begs for a living." Although she had guessed before, but seeing Fa Hai's "knowledgeable" face, she was sure again that "I" was really a beggar before.

Miss heroes, queens and concubines who have traveled through time, how come we are beggars here!

I touched the cloth wrapped around my head, I think it was the old monk who had a kind heart and saved us, no matter what happened, we are now in the body of this little beggar, since we are here, let’s be at ease, first we have to get rid of it. Thank you for this life-saving grace.

I wanted to get out of bed and bow to the old man, who knew that one leg stepped off the edge of the bed, and the other leg was about to touch the ground, suddenly I felt a headache, my feet went soft, and I knelt down for the old man with a "boom", and the two knees were really close to each other. There was an intimate contact with Qingshiban.With such a bump in the knee and such a shock in the head, the painful tears flowed down, and I was about to fall to the side in a dizzy state.

The old monk was dumbfounded, and hurried to help, "Little brother, this is..."

I fell all over here, so I can’t tell the old monk, Master, I want to thank you, I didn’t thank you, I fell, it’s shameless.I could only endure the pain, gritted my teeth and said to the old monk word by word: "Master's life-saving grace is unforgettable to the villain, please accept the villain's respect..."

Master Fahai has a good heart, and he hates this the most. With red eyes, he helped her up, "Little brother, what are you doing, the poor monk can't bear it..."

"Tears filled my eyes" and flirted with the old monk for a while before I understood the situation. This is the backyard of Jinlong Temple, where the old monk lives, and the old monk is the head monk of the Jinlong Temple.After lunch, the old monk asked Ding San what her plans were, and she shook her head. Seeing this, the old monk asked her to live here with peace of mind, and it would not be too late to make plans after her injury recovered.

In this way, Ding San stayed in the backyard of Jinlong Temple for another four or five days.

On this day, Ding San saw that the injury on his head was almost healed, and he was going to go down the mountain to see the world.According to my gossip spirit and my observations in Jinlong Temple these days, among the pilgrims who come and go, men wear headscarves and round-neck robes, while women wear high buns, narrow-sleeved tops and skirts.Based on the few TV shows I occasionally watch, this should be the Ming Dynasty.I don't know the exact year, but for Ding San, a "brain-disabled science and art student", even if she asks about the year, she still doesn't know anything. Politics, history and geography are Zen that she can't understand in her whole life.

Although I didn’t think about why I came here, I thought about it. We are also modern people who have received higher education. It should be okay to eat a meal. After a hard time, we can’t stay in the monk’s temple for the rest of our lives. Besides, we say that we are women. , although the uncle didn't find out when he rescued us, it would be a problem if the monks broke through.

After thinking about it, he said goodbye to the old monk who was worried about his injury, left the Golden Dragon Temple, and went down the mountain with the pilgrims.