Chapter 2 Where did the military trouble come from in Kaifeng City? It was the Black Fox soldiers. That's all right.
"Dad, will the child be okay?"

"He's been unconscious for almost a day, why hasn't he woken up yet? Old Zhang's Dongwa woke up at noon."

In a messy and untidy room, an elderly woman spoke to a man who was sitting stiffly not far away.

The tone sounded quite worried.

The man frowned when he heard this, and comforted himself:

"Didn't I show it to my child? He has no injuries on his body, just a swollen head. Zhang's Dongwa said that when the bandits came, they saw my child running away in panic, and he accidentally ran into the wall."

"It shouldn't be a big deal."

"Let's clean up the house first. When the baby wakes up, we need to prepare dinner."

The woman shook her head and sighed:
"The baby hasn't woken up yet, how can I care about it?"

As he said this, he spat fiercely on the ground and cursed:

"I wonder where these damn bandits came from?"

"We are so poor that we are going crazy. We are grabbing everything we see. We have even driven away the pigs and sheep. What will we eat at the end of the year?"

The man looked up, through the courtyard wall, and saw the broken walls not far away, and said:
"You don't need to complain. Every household in our village was robbed clean. Old Yangtou's house even collapsed..."

"Anyway, as long as the person is still here, it's fine."

"The village head has gone to the county. The government may send someone to investigate tomorrow."

"Tomorrow we should send the child to Shaolin to practice martial arts and strengthen his body. He can't just study. His body is still a little weak."

"..."

……

……

Lin Xuan woke up in a daze.

He said he was awake, but he didn't open his eyes.

It’s not that I don’t want to open my eyes, but that I can’t.

His body was stiff, but he could still hear and was conscious.

I could even hear intermittent voices in the room.

But I just couldn't move my limbs, and as soon as I let go of my mind, I felt like I was about to be swallowed by the darkness.

It felt as uncomfortable as sleep paralysis, especially with a panicky feeling.

"What the hell..."

Lin Xuan really wanted to curse.

I decided to put a willow branch next to my bed to ward off evil spirits.

Also, next time I must not work so hard on typing.

This sleep was really deep.

Just as he was daydreaming, he suddenly felt his body slowly relaxing.

A blink of an eye.

Suddenly, light shone in.

It actually opened!
But the scene that came into his eyes made Lin Xuan stunned.

The walls were yellow and about to fall off, and there were old beams on the roof. There were all kinds of things underneath, some of which he had never seen before...

"Where is this?"

He couldn't help but ponder in his heart.

Want to sit up and see what's going on?
But as soon as I exerted force, I felt a splitting headache, as if it was exploding.

In a hurry, Lin Xuan couldn't help but scream out.

Hearing the noise, both the man and the woman were startled.

Immediately, they quickly walked to the bed and saw that the young man on the bed had woken up. The couple couldn't help but look happy.

"Xuan'er, you finally woke up. You've been in a coma for a whole day. Your parents were worried sick. If you feel unwell, tell them now."

"No... I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere, just a slight headache..."

Looking at the two people in front of him who were so concerned about him, Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment and replied subconsciously.

But in his heart, a storm had already begun!
Who are these two people?
Your own parents?
No, I traveled through time?
For a moment, Lin Xuan's brain seemed to have crashed and he couldn't think at all.

Just as he was thinking about how to start, a strange memory suddenly came to his mind, making him feel dizzy and almost faint again.

"How are you, kid?"

Chen Ping looked at Lin Xuan, who was dizzy and almost unable to sit still, and said hurriedly.

"Mom, I'm fine, I just have a terrible headache."

Lin Xuan said, suppressing his discomfort.

For some reason, the word "mother" almost came out of his mouth.

After absorbing some of his previous memories, Lin Xuan finally understood that he had really traveled through time!

The couple in front of him who cared about him so much were his original parents, Lin Zhuang and Chen Ping.

Lin Xuan's awakening made Lin Zhuang and Chen Ping no longer worried or sighing. They felt more energetic.

"Xuan'er, you just woke up, don't get out of bed, rest in bed for a while."

"Mom, go make dinner right away." "Dad, clean up the house."

Father Lin did not answer.

Instead, he carefully checked Lin Xuan's body and found that he was not seriously injured before starting to clean up the house.

Looking at the couple busying around in the room, Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with confusion.

I had only seen time travel in novels before, but I never expected it to happen to me today.

Fortunately, he is an online writer. After a brief reminisce about the past, he began to think about his current situation in detail.

No matter what, you have to figure out where you are right now.

Which dynasty did the soul travel through?
However, Lin Xuan had a severe headache and could only lie on the bed to slowly digest the memories of his original body.

It took about an incense stick of time for Lin Xuan to gradually figure out the current situation.

"It turns out that I traveled back to the Song Dynasty..."

"Speaking of which, the public security in Kaifeng is simply too bad. After all, it is under the feet of the emperor. How dare bandits burn, kill and rob like this? Are they really going to take their lives?"

Lin Xuan complained madly in his heart.

"I'd better study hard and seize the time to pass the imperial examination. With the brains and talents of a good young man in the 21st century, I can easily pass the imperial examination even if I don't dare to pass the imperial examination..."

The real Lin Xuan was from the 21st generation Lin and was originally a sophomore student.

At the same time, he has another identity, that is, an online writer.

He had been working very hard on writing before. After all, his new book is about to be released, and he needed to prepare for the update based on the manuscripts he had saved.

Who would have thought that I would find myself here after waking up from a sleep.

The original body was probably only thirteen or fourteen years old, still a teenager.

Just when Lin Xuan was daydreaming.

Suddenly, my stomach started to growl.

He hadn't eaten for more than a day and was already starving.

I just didn't come to my senses before.

Now that I have calmed down, I am starving.

At this moment, Lin's mother came over with bowls and chopsticks, looked at Lin Xuan lovingly, and said:

"Xuan'er, you must be starving. There's nothing to eat at home. Just eat whatever you can."

"It's okay, Mom."

Lin Xuan was very hungry, so he didn't care about anything. He took the bowl of rice and started to eat it ravenously.

It's not white rice, but brown rice with vegetable leaves and a little shredded meat in it.

It is probably about 70% similar to the iron plate fried rice of later generations.

Even so, Lin Xuan ate with gusto.

I ate three full bowls before I felt full.

As for Lin's father and mother, although they also ate, it was obvious that most of the rice in their bowls was brown rice.

Lin Xuan watched this scene without showing any expression. He was startled and felt a sour taste in his nose.

He could see that the original body's parents truly loved their son.

It’s a pity that the original body is dead.

However, since he has traveled through time, he will definitely take better care of his "parents".

While thinking, Lin Xuan's headache seemed to ease a little, probably because the last obsession of his original body was gone.

After finishing the meal, Father Lin seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said to Lin Xuan:
"Xuan'er, Dad will find you some medicine to put on your forehead later, so you can get better faster."

"In a few days, when your headache is gone, Dad will take you to Shaolin to become a lay disciple. Practicing martial arts will also strengthen your body and will not do you any harm."

"Practice martial arts?"

Hearing this, Lin Xuan was stunned, with a look of unwillingness on his face.

This is the Song Dynasty. How can there be a career in martial arts training and joining the army?

It's comfortable to be a civil servant.

Even if you curse the emperor in court, you don't have to worry about losing your life.

The worst outcome is to be demoted to a wild and malaria-ridden remote area, where you are left to fend for yourself.

Seeing Lin Xuan's expression paused, Lin's mother hurriedly said:

"Why, Xuan'er, you don't want to?"

"Mom heard from Dongwa that the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Sanzang, is very kind and a well-known monk with great virtue. He doesn't have a bad temper when it comes to children."

"Besides, you can just be a lay disciple and return to secular life in the future. You can still marry and have children."

Who knew that as soon as these words fell.

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened immediately:

"Abbot Sanzang?!"

"Mom, what did you say? The abbot of Shaolin Temple is called Sanzang Fangzhang?"

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