Shinto monks in modern times

Feng Yi quickly learned about the age of marriage in this era, from the Internet.

The night in City B is not considered quiet. Even though the inpatient department is located in a quiet corner, the monks' senses are much more sensitive than ordinary people, and they can still hear the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

Neon flickering, thousands of lights.

The little flowers that bloomed during the day closed their petals and fell asleep. The boy was wearing a long coat and standing on the balcony. The night wind was bleak, and his heart was also cold.

——Those flashing signs can't be read at all!fall! QAQ Golden Core Stage Shinto monk, Feng Yi, male, age cannot be tested, on the eighth day after leaving the customs, he sadly found himself illiterate and illiterate.

He decided to work hard.

"Hanyu Pinyin", "Grind Out My English Ears", "Recognize Fruits", "Learn Children's Songs", "Let's Eat", "You Must Know the Mystery of the Forest", "One Hundred Thousand Whys"...Complete categories, color pictures and conscience, wholesale discounts, known as Children's enlightenment books that babies can't tear.

The one looking at them seriously is a young man in hospital clothes who looks about 20 years old. He sometimes flips the pages of the book, sometimes switches the webpage, frowning slightly, his expression and movements are indescribably focused, as if he is holding a book in his hand, What a precious treasure.

Er Shao, your style of painting is wrong!Shen Qi burst into tears.

In fact, before Feng Yi retreated, such a complete book with rich pictures and texts could even be used as a family heirloom. At that time, poor families even rarely saw a book, and most of them borrowed books to copy, and it was not easy to borrow.

A monk's memory is far from comparable to that of ordinary people. Apart from spending more time on pinyin and English, Feng Yi absorbs the use of simplified characters quickly. Compared with traditional characters, it is easier to understand.

Shen Qi was a little surprised that the second young master lost his memory so thoroughly, but seeing how quickly he picked up the knowledge again, he felt relieved.After all, the foundation is still there. In just three days, you can read posts everywhere on the Internet.

Words such as martial arts and rivers and lakes are gradually being replaced by world and planet, Feng Yi flipped through the pictures of landscapes in various countries, and her eyes stopped on the dome of the church.

In China, atheism is prevalent.

The aura is too thin, Taoist cultivators and others must have lived in seclusion, and even if a spiritual cultivator like him does a miracle, I believe the government will quickly confuse it with poisonous gas leaks/gas explosions/natural wonders, etc. Give me a way out.

He needs to think carefully about what to do next.

Feng Yi raised her chin, thoughtful.

The vicissitudes of life, in a blink of an eye.

This era is strange enough, but also interesting enough, many things are waiting for his conquest, isn't it?

The corners of the lips raised a gentle arc, a breeze came in from the balcony, and the hem of the snow-white hospital gown fluttered like wings.

Shen Qi, who was holding a bowl of porridge, was stunned, and it was not until Feng Yi raised her head to look at him that she came back to her senses.As if to cover up his lack of focus, the usually shrewd assistant put down the bowl and walked quickly to the balcony: "Why didn't you close the door? It's better not to blow the air..."

He walked too fast, and when he turned around, he bumped into the small table, causing the bowl on it to fall down——

A close call.

The white arms stretched out in an elegant arc, and stopped at the right place. Feng Yi firmly caught the hot porridge and put it back firmly, with an expression as natural as eating and drinking.

Shen Qi was startled: "You know martial arts?"

Feng Yi blinked, calmly recalling what she had seen and heard on the Internet, and suddenly she was so blessed that she said, "One day I was walking on the way home from school, and I was stopped by an old man with white hair and a childlike face. , with deep roots of wisdom, he is a unique martial arts genius who shoulders the heavy responsibility of saving all peoples, so he wrote a book..."

"The Tathagata God's Palm has been passed on to you, isn't it?" Shen Qi couldn't help interrupting.

"No."

""Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon"?"

"You only like palms? You will suffer a lot from weapons," the young man looked at him strangely, and frowned, "Although your name is quite auspicious, your vision is not very good."

The assistant who didn't realize that his name was homonymous with 'artifact': "..."

Shen Qi, who was about to flip the table, couldn't hold back her curiosity, and asked, "How lucky is my name?"

Feng Yi looked him up and down, and sighed: "After all, he is a mortal."

A certain mortal: "..."

While closing the balcony door, the weather-beaten assistant turned back to the topic: "What kind of martial arts secrets did you learn?"

Feng Yi lowered her eyes, and whispered softly, "It's the "Heart Sutra for Overcoming Evil."

In the distant past, Feng Yi was called "Young Master Cherishing Flowers" by the people of the rivers and lakes. He was dressed in white and held a folding fan. Dacheng, after his identity was exposed, he fell off a cliff under the siege of the orthodox people, luckily survived and landed on the rocky platform of the mountain wall, entered the cave, and got the inheritance of the "Heart Sutra of Sacrificing Sickness", and only then became a Shinto monk.

That cave is where he retreats.

In the past, there were few people in the place, but now it is full of people coming and going.

"What?" Shen Qi didn't hear it clearly, and didn't care. She secretly thought that the rich second generation would have to learn some self-defense skills, and said with a smile: "Second Young Master, not all the things on the Internet are true. I can't believe it."

"Huh?" Feng Yi's eyes widened, this action made him lose some of his maturity just now, revealing the cuteness of a young man.

Shen Qi finally regained the feeling of taking care of others: "Let's have the porridge first, and I'll talk to you later."

The man wearing glasses pointed at the interface of the notebook and talked about something. Feng Yi leaned next to him, nodding frequently and asking questions from time to time like every good student who listened carefully to the class. His dark eyes were shining with an indescribable innocence.

When Qiu Yuan came here, what he saw was this picture.

She was stunned for a while, then knocked on the door gracefully, and after attracting the attention of the two people in the room, she opened the door and entered.

If you can come here to visit a doctor, you must have an appointment.

In fact, just a few minutes ago, Shen Qi was still trying to explain to Er Shao the chaos in the entertainment industry, the popularity of celebrities, and the status of actors. Qiu Yuan, one of the three people who visited Jiushi Mountain with him.

Qiu Yuan took a few steps forward, seemed extremely excited, his voice trembling: "Feng Yi, are you... better?"

The girl's eyes turned red, as if she was taking care of a fragile object, but she seemed to be the one who should be cared for more.

The photos of Qiu Yuan on the Internet are mostly in a light-colored long skirt, looking innocent and weak. Now when I see a real person, she is even more thin and pitiful. She is the kind of woman who is most likely to arouse men's desire to protect.

Feng Yi didn't know how the blood of his tragic descendant with the same name got along with this girl, so she poked Shen Qi silently and signaled him to go.

The assistant who accepted his fate answered without hesitation: "I'm sorry, Ms. Qiu, but the second young master has lost his memory. I'm afraid I don't remember you anymore."

"How could it be?" Qiu Yuan exclaimed in surprise, her small cherry mouth slightly opened, revealing her neat teeth.She leaned forward cautiously, and asked softly, "Yi, do you remember me?"

It really sounded like 'huh', Shen Qi seized the time to spit out, and pushed her glasses: "The second young master doesn't even remember the youngest."

In other words, are you more important than his brother?

This is not easy to answer, Qiu Yuan hesitated and said: "You are..."

"My surname is Shen."

"Mr. Shen, can I have a few words with Feng Yi alone?" With fluttering long eyelashes, Qiu Yuan begged, "I miss him so much, I've been worried these days..."

"There's nothing you can't say to others," Shen Qi showed an elitist smile, unmoved by the charm of the head of the jade girl: "If Miss Qiu has anything to say, just say it here."

No matter how affectionate and excited the woman in front of her was, Shen Qi never forgot the boss's orders, not to mention she was an actress, famous for her delicate and charming image and outstanding acting skills.

Qiu Yuan finally left.

When she was about to leave, her mournful water eyes still stayed on Feng Yi's body, and she seemed to have endless words, like weeping and complaining.

Feng Yi twirled the fruit knife to think, the blade reflected a silvery light under the sky, playing with his fingertips: "What's her relationship with me?"

"In the entertainment industry, it's basically hard to get ahead if you don't have any background or backing. Er Shao, you are her financial backer. It's natural for her to be nervous about you." Shen Qi spread her hands: "As for the actual personal Which step is involved, this young master never told me."

He coughed, and always felt that according to the Second Young Master's criminal record, it was normal that he had already taken him in.

"Hmm..." Feng Yi responded.

This body has lost its primordial yang, and its condition is a bit poor. If there are enough materials, it is possible to consider rebuilding the body when it is a nascent infant.

"Wait!" Shen Qi finally saw clearly what was spinning between the young man's fingers, and almost died of fright: "Put down the knife!"

Feng Yi despises: "What a fuss."

Shen Qi: "..." I always feel that my defense power has risen again, and I feel so tired.

This afternoon, the ward was quite lively. After Qiu Yuan, the other two who visited Jiushi Mountain together, Li Minglang and Jiang Xunyan also came to visit Feng Er Shao.

At night, all three of them dreamed of him.

Night, no stars and no moon.

The wind blows the branches and rustles, and the world is full of chills. Occasionally, there are shrill screams, like ghosts crying at night.Feng Yi raised her hand, looking through the darkness to see the white palm, where a vortex was brewing that only monks could see.

The ghost falls into a dream.

Somewhat similar to Daoxiu's primordial spirit leaving the body, the soul of Shenxiu can also leave the body to roam the world. The difference is that the former's soul leaves the body entirely, while the latter can only separate a trace, incarnate into thousands, and have infinite uses. That part of the body will not die if it encounters an accident.

Those who came to visit the sick during the day had already been imprinted by him with the unique imprint of Shinto monks. Now ghosts only need to follow this imprint to sneak into the dreamland silently.

There was detached indifference in the eyes, neither sorrow nor joy, Feng Yi clenched five fingers tightly, and the vortex in the palm turned more rapidly, roaring and sweeping, destroying certain invisible existences.

The wish he promised.

Among these three people, one will die a terrible death.

The author has something to say: Q: How do you prove that you are a protagonist?

Answer: Falling off a cliff and not dying to pick up cheats

Suddenly discovered that Qiu Yuan=player, that’s fine, racked my brains, and finally came up with the name of the "Heart Sutra of Relief of Sickness", which is quite a spiritual practice name, and I also found that it is a homonym of "Hungry Heart Sutra"...

fall!Can this day pass?

I obviously typed when I was full!

Is this the retribution of the homophonic name? (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻#大宇宙的恐怖#

#Often walking by the river, how can there be no wet shoes#

#Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, and the way of heaven is reincarnation.If you don't believe me, look up, who will the heavens spare#

QAQ Nian Gao cried and fainted in front of the computer