In the fifth year of Tianxi in the Northern Song Dynasty, that is, in the early summer of 1021 AD, the mountains of Puning Prefecture on Kuizhou Road were lush and green, with ancient trees covering the sun. The winding post roads in the mountains were nowhere to be seen. Although it was already May, the scorching sun could not penetrate the thick vegetation in this mountain area. The mountain road was extremely cool.

At this time, there were two masters and servants walking slowly on the road. The master Liang Feng was less than seventeen years old, with a white shirt and a folding fan in his hand, with clear eyebrows and bright eyes. He was a healthy handsome guy. The servant Liang Yong was about forty years old, tall and strong, with a straight waist, dark skin, wearing a coarse cloth short coat, and walking behind with his luggage.

Liang Yong had sighed many times along the way. After his parents died three years ago, there were seven or eight servants in his family, and they were all bullied by him. They fought with cocks and sprinkled money every day, which was also considered a big playboy in Puning City, which attracted some idle people to flock to him and squandered his wealth. He also owed a lot of debts and was almost caught to pay off his debts. Fortunately, he was careful everywhere and secretly saved more than a dozen coins for his little master. When he saw the creditor's anxiousness, he pulled Liang Feng out of the county town overnight.

When they left the city, the two of them were holding a green donkey, specializing in the transportation of Liang Feng. Unexpectedly, the unlucky child was at noon the next day. After eating, he wanted to try the donkey's foot strength and shouted, "Uncle Yong followed slowly, I'll leave first." The donkey's hooves lashed and left. Poor Liang Yong carried his luggage, so where could he chase him? He had to watch him run away. Liang Yong walked away for about one or two hours. It was Shen Shi, and the mountains on both sides slowly turned dark. He was anxious and he was not at the intersection. He heard a wave of moans from afar. He hurriedly walked in and looked, but Liang Feng rushed to the ground and howled. Liang Yong was so scared that his hands and feet were sore. He quickly helped him up, took out the water bag and poured two mouthfuls of water. The boy slowly calmed down, but his eyes were blankly not sure what he was thinking.

Liang Yong didn't know that Liang Feng, whose original name was Wang Xiaoer and orphan, died in 2012 AD, was also gambled and owed a lot of debts. He was worried and didn't know how to pay back the money. Every day he walked on the street, he was silly and hoped to make a fortune. Who would have thought that in a daze, a small Aoto sent him in mid-air. When he fell down, he had already possessed Liang Feng. Before the god came back, he saw a few evil men with ragged faces and slashed at him with big sticks in their hands. Subconsciously, he could not escape the front, and the scoundrel behind him could no longer dodge, and he suddenly fell from the donkey's back and fainted. Poor that he was hit by a car first, then a stick, and then hit twice in succession. When he was five meats and seven vegetables, he was suddenly filled with a few mouthfuls of cold water by the middle-aged man. What could he do if he was not dazed?

After a few days of hysteria, he adapted to various discomforts. After finding out the situation with a question, he was still acceptable. The creditor has changed, his life is still there, the times have changed, and his mind has not broken. He immediately regretted his previous relationship and patted Uncle Yong's chest and bit his tongue and vowed to be a new person. Uncle Yong was so moved that he was full of tears. The little master met a strong man and suffered this loss, and he actually repented in disguise. It was really a blessing from the old lady. The old slave has explained this. He now vowed to serve the little master to change his past, work hard, and return home in glory to shine.

Along the way, the two of them stayed in the night before they were too late. The rooster crowed and looked at the sky early. Without the donkey, they walked slowly towards the Central Plains. The master and servant were happy and naturally walked with great spirits. Liang Feng also had a sympathy in later proletarians. He took the initiative to help Uncle Yong change his shoulders and carry his luggage. He moved Uncle Yong to his face and his nose was snot, but he was determined not to be accurate. There was a difference between the upper and lower parts, not to mention that he was strong, even if he had no strength, he deserved to be exhausted. How could he have the young master carry the burden? He was so happy that this lazy man in two lives let go of his guilt and leisurely appreciated the original ecological mountains and rivers of more than a thousand years ago.

After a few days, he was more than 300 miles away from Puning Prefecture. He was in a hurry, just to avoid the creditor coming to the door, but he didn't know where to go. Liang Feng said that since he had already come out, he might as well go to Tokyo. Anyway, his hometown is in great condition, so why not go and see if there is any chance? If it doesn't work, then Yong was an honest servant, otherwise he wouldn't have been loyal to such a spendthrift. He heard Liang Feng say this, touching the dozen or so coins left in the bag, nodding and agreeing. He was thinking: The young master has changed his appearance and let him go. Even if he spends all his money, he can support the young master with his strength. There is nothing to say at the moment, and the two of them went to Kuizhou, cross Jiangling Mansion, and headed straight to the southwest Jing Road.

It's time to stop and stop. On this day, I arrived in Xiangzhou.

Xiangzhou is frequently surrounded by the Han River, and the people are abundant. Xiangyang County was established in the early Western Han Dynasty. Bian He offered He Shi Bi, Liu Bei's horse leaping on Tanxi, Zhuge Liang's farming in Nanyang, and Guan Yu's flooding of the seven armies all happened here. Before Tianxi, he was famous all over the world. After decades, the great calligrapher Mi Fu would be born here.

At this time, Xiangzhou City had many waterways, especially less than 20 miles away from the Han River, so it became a distribution center for goods in nearby prefectures and counties. The city was lively, with doctors, divination, astrology, singing books, and inns and brothels. The climate of Xiangyang was extremely hot and the local folk customs were fierce. However, after thousands of years of cultural immersion, the style of reading was not lower than that of the Central Plains.

At this time, Liang Feng had no habit of playing dandy, and the road was very simple, but he had only gone back and forth, but he had only spent more than a dozen cents of money on Liang Yong. After half a month of going out, he had used almost two cents of money. Liang Feng looked elegant on the surface, and seemed to be watching the scenery, but he was secretly calculating in his heart, where could he find a way to make money.

The bustling city in the city, but Liang Feng, who was a man of two lives, felt like he was in a time and space chaos, as if he saw the shooting scene of a costume TV series. He withdrew his thoughts, shook his head with a wry smile, and turned to Uncle Yong and said, "Uncle Yong, let's take a rest in a big car shop. You haven't even had a good sleep when you run around for a few days." Liang Yong was grateful and grinned, "Young Master is really kind, but he can't get much money on his body, but he stayed in a big car shop but got the young master." Liang Feng said:

"Oh, why don't you lose anything? If I didn't have you, I would have starved to death. Uncle Yong, don't say these polite words in the future. Aren't we not making money now? We will spend money when we have money. We'll be fine now." The two walked through the streets and alleys and finally found a "Chen Ji Inn". Although the money was small, we couldn't be too wronged. So we asked for a north house for two people, which cost twenty yuan a night. The house was in good light and was barely clean.

The shop brought the soup and washed his face. He felt much better. Seeing that it was almost dusk and it was much cooler. Liang Feng pushed open the door, stood on the steps, and stared at the sunset outside the wall.

"Young Master, it's time to eat." Uncle Yong shouted. "Okay." Liang Feng turned around and went into the room and sat down to eat. In the Northern Song Dynasty, there were only a few foods that were steamed, stewed and stewed. At that time, many spices such as pepper, pepper, etc. had not yet been introduced to China, and they had never been suitable for Liang Feng's taste. He kept thinking about how to improve the food problems of the Song Dynasty, and maybe he could make a fortune. Unfortunately, this guy grew up as an orphan in his previous life, and his life was extremely irregular when he became an adult. He could just fill his stomach with stuttering. Although his life was sometimes down and sometimes generous, he had good things. But he didn't care about how it was made at that time. Now he missed himself, but the tiger bit the turtle and could not find a place to mouth.

At this time, it seemed like someone was saying something loudly in the distance, and from time to time, there were loud noises from the crowd. The inn was noisy and it was not real, but it was certain that it was the lively nightlife of Wasi nearby. Liang Feng raised his ears and listened carefully, and only a few intermittent words floated over and over again. "··············· The monkey walked away... Duanyan said, "This traveler is also a god of Daluo. Yuan Chu said that he saw the clear Yellow River in nine times, and I will say that he was lying; now I see him.

He is so familiar with the Buddha, it is the truth.'······" Liang Feng listened carefully and seemed to be talking about the story of "Journey to the West", but it seemed different. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt something in his mind was blocked. He clearly felt that an important clue was about to appear, but he always couldn't find a clue. He kept thinking, and the more he thought, he became more and more confused, and became anxious. So he didn't eat food, threw down the bowl and chopsticks and went to bed, staring at the beam of the room.

Uncle Yong saw that he looked abnormal and did not dare to talk too much. He ate the food with ease, cleaned up the dishes and took them out to clean them. There was a saying, "The more careful you are, the more you pull the tendons." When he walked to the door, he suddenly tripped by the threshold and staggered a bowl in his hand. It was smashed to pieces. Uncle Yong couldn't help but say "Ouch" and said, "Safe, Safe, Safe".

Liang Feng heard the four words "Safety" on the bed, and a flash of inspiration. He thought of Sun Wukong's fuss in Wuzhuang View in "Journey to the West" that Zhu Bajie caught the lucky star's clothes and flipped around, and he also said, "The more you think about it, the faster you think about it, the faster you think about it. Suddenly, his brain "bang", and his eyes turned black, as if he fell into a bottomless abyss. He felt that all kinds of information came in his mind. It felt like the opening of "The Big Bang Theory", and the messy things kept popping up in front of him...

Liang Feng shouted "ahha" and the carp jumped down from the bed, circled around the room, excited and happy. It turned out that Liang Feng had no idea which line of heaven and earth had been connected through this skill. The information he learned from his previous life actually entered his memory, and it was vivid in his mind, as if it was engraved in his mind without fading. He could recall all the things he didn't care about before. At this time, he looked up at the sky and recalled the "Journey to the West" written by Wu Chengen, and clearly and without any obstacles, so he could recite it backwards.
Chapter completed!